Second Cousin: The Size Princess
Copyright© 2023 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 8: Mr. Dawes
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 8: Mr. Dawes - About to graduate high school, Connie is overlooked because of her unfashionable dress and ugly coke-bottle glasses. Then she's introduced to her second cousin, who sees "her" and they bond courtesy of the two aunts who put them together, and provide them with a safe space to canoodle. And then Connie is overwhelmed when she discovers Jim's attribute. You're a princess first, and then you become a queen. A compact little tale of young love.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Teenagers Consensual Romantic Teen Siren Heterosexual Fiction Rags To Riches DomSub First Masturbation Safe Sex Size
“Gail didn’t do you justice, Connie, you are awfully pretty.”
“Oh, thank you, Mr. Dawes. I have to ruin the illusion, though, because I am completely incompetent without my glasses. Right now, to me my boyfriend’s dad is a pinkish shape with a warm deep voice.
“Ah, there you are. I see where Jim gets his looks from.”
“Please, call me Allen. And he’s inherited more from me than just that face.”
“Mission Accomplished! She assumes I’m referring to his big penis. Her suppressed reactions tell me they’re having sex, for sure. She’s really trying to stay calm, but it’s an obvious tell. I’ll give her some relief now.”
“Yeah, Jimmy also is getting that singing voice. I hear him from all the way in the kitchen when he’s taking a shower. Like he’s Johnny Cash or something.”
“That worked, she’s relaxed a little.”
“Please, make yourself comfortable. Can I get you something? Let’s see, I have bottled water, Starry (it’s like Sprite), Pepsi, Cocoa, Coffee, Chablis, Merlot, Tequila, Bourbon, Vodka, Sativa or Indica, Crystal Meth...”
“STOP!” Connie was laughing hard. Jim shifted from shocked to aggrieved.
“Dad, shut up! Connie is...”
Referring to herself, “Connie is NOT drinking and driving. And she’s 18, not 21. But for future reference, the preferred cannabis strain is...”
“Connie! Dad, she doesn’t smoke, smoke anything...”
“Relax, son, I’m just teasing. Look at her turning red, she’s adorable. Seriously, what can I get you?”
“I’ve never had Starry, I’ll try that.”
“Sure, and I’ll get a Pepsi for Jim.”
Allen returned, ostentatiously presenting them with their drinks in tall classes with ice cubes.
“For tonight, I’ve prepared a puréed legume spread with a raspberry relish reduction presented on a sectioned leavened loaf.”
“I don’t think I was expecting peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, Allen.”
“Father, would you do me the infinite kindness of restraining your pretentious performances for a brief interval? Or perhaps I should more imperatively express my reservations.
“Dad, shut the fuck up!”
It was the wrong moment for Connie to be swallowing. Jim put his arm around her and waited for her to stop coughing.
“What have I gotten myself into? Can we just, I don’t know, talk about the weather?”
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