Chapter 1

Caution: This Erotic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Teenagers, Consensual, BiSexual, Heterosexual, Fiction, Incest, Cousins, Spanking, Rough, Humiliation, First, Safe Sex, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Petting, Sex Toys, Squirting, Cream Pie, Spitting, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Size, Big Breasts, .

Desc: Erotic Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Patrick is lucky enough to be spending the entire summer with his cousins in New Jersey. Now he has an opportunity to experience country life and sample the pleasure of 5 female cousins stuck in the woods and looking for entertainment to drive away the boredom.

In order to get this story straight right from the start, I guess I should tell you that I was adopted by my parents, Danny and Maureen Sullivan right in the middle of the war years because there were an awful lot of orphans running around with no families to take care of them. I never really bothered to find out who my real parents had been other than to know they were both deceased and they were not to blame for my lack of familial household.

Danny was classified 4F by the draft board because of his flat feet and week eyes that would have not allowed him to be a very good infantryman in a foxhole. He was unhappy about the whole affair but his aging parents and his new bride Maureen were overjoyed at his good luck. I was told that I was almost three years old when they took me under their wing and my label of "baby boy from Yonkers" was scrapped for my new name of Patrick Joseph Sullivan which made me officially Irish at least in name only. My nose was sort of distinctive in its design and when I was older it forced me to accept the fact that I was most likely Jewish or some combination thereof.

Now as an official member of the Sullivan tribe, I inherited an extended family of O'Brian's, Kennedys, and Murphy's and even others too numerous to mention. My favorite cousins were the O'Brian's because they lived in the wide open spaces of the country way out in New Jersey. Their young ones were all female even though they all acted like tom-boys when we were playing together. I tended to enjoy the company of girls more than boys because the shape of my nose always seemed to come into the conversation and the talk would turn to my dubious Irish roots leading to invariable altercations with the feisty Irish boys in the neighborhood.

I was in the summer of my sixteen year and still a virgin when I had the good fortune to be sent to the country to spend it with my cousins learning the mysteries of country life. I liked the idea of being close to five nubile young girls ranging in age from sixteen to twenty and knew they would tease me mercilessly but In all honesty I really loved it. I drew the line at the milking and told them I would rather scoop up the cow poop instead of grabbing hold of an udder with teats that looked more like pricks than dispensers of milk. I did love to watch them doing the milking and they were all involved because there were almost two dozen cows to be milked each and every day. I could see the girls all had different techniques and that some were more brusque and business like and that others were more gentle and caring. I sort of equated that to their probable attitudes in jerking my cock and decided that I wanted Rosie and Betty to take care of me rather than Sally, Mary, or Veronica. Both Rosie and Betty were excellent milkmaids and they had a winning technique that gently fondled the cow's shafts and squeezed with tender pressure to force them to give up their cream. I fanaticized about them grasping me with their feminine authority and making me shoot my load in any direction they desired. On the other hand, the thought of Sally, Mary or Veronica getting hold of my cock and making me cum was a bit scary because I saw how they were sort of rough with the cows and slapped them with their hands to make them "give" a little bit more when they were obviously drained completely. I suspected they would all give any boy a hard time if he didn't perform up to expectations. I had absolutely no idea what that criteria would be but the thought of those three girls making me do it was a little bit chilling to my virgin status.

In fact, I was on the verge of asking Betty to take me in hand hoping she would find the task a bit exciting despite the fact I was her cousin. Before I could make the approach, The sly little Sally pulled me behind the barn and told me it was time for me to show her my business so she could judge if I was "prime screwing" material for her or any of her other sisters. I knew right away she was doing just for her own selfish reasons but I didn't fault her for including the others to persuade me to cooperate. When I hesitated for a moment, she got impatient and started to open me up pulling my cock out for inspection.

Fortunately, I was blessed with a rather large tool that was not only long but was oversized in the girth department as well. Once she started jerking me off with a youthful enthusiasm that was sheer lust and with very little "ladylike behavior", I knew that her sense of roughness in the way she was handling me in privacy was so exciting that I was almost immediately on the verge of letting everything go. I would have no choice but to flood her palm with my inevitable sticky goo like I knew she wanted desperately to see and feel and possibly to taste.

Suddenly, I was aware of the fact that the filthy minded little hussy was messing around with my backside with her other hand even digging up into my crack just the way I imagined I would do to every female I saw from the time I could remember after puberty but never seemed to have an opportunity to actually do. I wanted to shout out that "girls don't do that to guys" but she was working my cock so diligently that I felt it would be inappropriate to interrupt her concentration. Of course, my load started spurted right about then and I saw that she had directed my quivering cock right at her boobs and now sported white cream on her pretty blue blouse. I was momentarily regretful that I had soiled her clothing but I saw her looking down at it with a really weird smile on her face and knew she was actually enjoying the humiliation.

Her hand was inside my trousers and one of her fingers had found its way to my little tight hole in the back embarrassing me to the point of tears. The little minx pushed inside with a single word of warning and looked up at me to see my reaction. The sensation was immediate and so sensual that all I could do was purse my lips and whimper like a silly girl being felt up in the back of the movie.

"Right there, Pat, that's where you want to get the girls and make them cry. If you start with my sisters you have to take control right away and show them their asses belong to you.

Especially both Mary and Veronica because they are the sort that have to be used hard but don't worry they love getting it back there and that's a fact."

The thought of mounting either Mary or Veronica sounded a bit over the top for me because they were both a little older than me and liked to play rough. Even Sally was formidable but she seemed to have a soft side as well that made me hard as a rock when she threw her hands back and looked up at me expectantly. It was obvious she wanted my cock inside and I certainly had no objection except I was not quite certain how to get it done.

Before I could put my fears into words, she just reached up and guided me down to ground zero and I didn't even have to say "open sesame" because she took me in like slipping a toy pistol back into the holster. After that dubious beginning, we started humping like old pros making so much noise that the cows were interrupted from chewing their cuds. I even played her ass just like she had done mine showing her that I had taken the lesson to heart.

"Oh, Patty, you got me good. Keeping pumping and made me take it deep."

Her words barely registered because I was intent on making this last as long as possible. My cum was still visible on her blouse and I forced her mouth open with my tongue because I wanted to taste her juices. She was still chewing the gum that she had a habit of eating when she was milking the cows and she passed it to me like some obscene gift or like passing a baton in the middle of a race. It came close to making me laugh or worse making me shoot my load prematurely before she started to have her own little tingle from my spirited pumping.

Right at that magic moment when I knew I had to flood her cunt her silly sister Mary came into the barn and gasped at the sight of her younger sister flat on her back underneath Cousin Pat with his trousers pulled down. We were both aware of her interruption but were too far gone to either slow down or stop our release. I let her have it holding my cock in deep and watched her squirm like a fish being gaffed just before pulling it into the boat. She started making some noises like she wanted to say something but all that came out was a jumble of moans and garbled speech.

Mary started to hit me on my back yelling at me,

"Get off my little sister, you asshole, you don't even have a fucking condom."

For some strange reason that made Sally start to giggle and we all looked at each other and started to laugh. I rolled off of Sally and my still hard cock was dribbling some more cum like a spigot not turned off all the way. Mary was looking at it with serious intent on her face and I could tell right away that she was no stranger to cocks or getting humped in a barn. Since Sally was busy making repairs to her clothing, I pulled Mary in a little closer and made her bend over following her sister's advice and treating her backside roughly with my demanding fingers. She quieted down quickly and allowed me to take her panties down without comment. That surprised me a little bit because in all honesty I had expected some hostility or reluctance to being used in such a manner.

Her degree of cooperation was so apparent that I pushed forward and placed my still aroused cock on her crack and seemed to find her puckered entry with little difficulty. I half-expected a murmur of denial but all she did was to reach back and spread her beautiful heart-shaped buttocks wide and let her tiny anus blink a little message of anticipation.

I could see Sally watching us with a big grin on her face and I knew they were not strangers to watching boys use the other for satisfaction of the urges young people have whenever they are in close quarters and out of the sight of parents or old farts. She even reached down and guided me into her sister's bottom like it was some heat-seeking missile searching out the target. At first, poor Mary was too tight and too defensive to open for my big boy but then she relaxed and as soon as I passed her opening gate, I knew the struggle was over. It amazed me that a girl's back channel could be so dreadfully tight and yet velvety smooth.

Mary was immersed in a combination of panting and moaning that made me somewhat frenzied in my thrusting because it inspired me so. Sally was next to us and she dug into my mouth with her tongue and retrieved her gum resuming her chewing without missing a beat. I could not restrain my impulse to pull Mary's beautiful long black hair forcing her face up for my inspection as I was interested in the look in her eyes when she was taking my cock in her pretty little backside. She actually had some tears in the corners but her lusting smile belied the tears and I knew she would most certainly be back for more for the rest of the summer.

We all carried the buckets of milk back up to the house and acted like everything was prim and proper managing to look as bored as possible on a hot summer day.

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