Chapter 2: Cousin Trina

I’d only met Jake four days before, but we were already fast friends. He was fifteen, a year older than me, and lived in town with his mother and three sisters. His father, a fisherman, had been lost at sea when he was young. His mom had never remarried.

I was an only child, visiting my father’s younger sister, Sarah for the summer as I’d done every year since I was six. I felt at home with my aunt, but since I didn’t go to school there I didn’t know anyone else. I’d grown increasingly isolated with each visit. I hadn’t really wanted to come this year, but for some reason my father had insisted. It was a lucky break that I’d run into Jake while waiting for my aunt to pick me up from the bus station the day I arrived.

Jake and I had spent most of the last four days together and had just had a very eventful and instructive afternoon with my aunt. She was on the way into the house to make dinner when she turned and said “I hope you’ll invite Jake over again. I still have so much to teach you both.”

She took a few more steps then turned, swinging her bare breasts back in sight, and smiled. “In fact, why don’t you stay for dinner, Jake? Maybe you and Tommy could have a sleepover!”

The two of us looked at one another incredulously, and then at my aunt’s naked backside as she walked through the door. She’d picked up her robe but hadn’t seemed to feel the need to put it on. We were seated only a few feet apart on wicker chaise lounges, stark naked, our cocks hard and throbbing. Jake’s extended a bit farther than my own, almost reaching his belly button.

Jake grinned. “I’ll call my mom. She won’t mind if I stay. As long as I get my chores done, she doesn’t care what I do in the summer.”

I nodded, unsure of the etiquette for such situations. I’d been looking forward to spending time at his house in the hopes of getting to know his sisters, one of whom was my age. I realized, though, that I’d never get to see as much of any of his sisters as my aunt was willing to show us.

Neither of us made any effort to cover up, I felt comfortable lying next to my naked friend. In fact, neither of us seemed to object to the other checking out his “junk.” I got up the courage to comment “Your dick’s way bigger’n mine.”

Jake laughed and touched himself. “I overheard my mom tell one of her friends my dad was hung like a horse. I think I was like ten so I had to ask my sister what that meant. She musta laughed for a week, but she explained it to me. I guess I take after my dad.”

“Umm ... have you ever measured it?”

Jake shook his head and opened his mouth as if to speak, but Aunt Sarah chose that moment to return, carrying another pitcher of lemonade. Her approaching breasts drew our full attention.

She smiled. “After you drink some lemonade you’d better roll over, or you’re going to sunburn your dicks, boys.”

I blushed. Even after everything the three of us had done together so far that afternoon, hearing my aunt say the word “dick” had embarrassed me! Clearing my throat I agreed. “Okay, Aunt Sarah.” I filled a glass, gulped down the drink, then moved to the lawn. Jake did the same. In short order, the exertions of our day, the warmth of the sun on our backs, and our post-orgasmic relaxation combined to lull us to sleep.

That was how my fourteen-year-old cousin, Trina, found us when she walked into the back yard. When we woke up Trina and Aunt Sarah had turned two of the chairs and were sitting watching us. Both were naked with their legs slightly parted. The girl spoke first. “Hi, cousin! Who’s your cute friend?”

I’d had a crush on Trina since I was eight and had seen her in some pretty skimpy swimsuits, but I’d never expected to see her completely naked. More importantly, I’d never expected her to see me naked. I remained on the ground as if glued in place.

Trina’s presence had no such effect on Jake, who sprang up as if anxious to show off his assets. The bright-red head of his blood-engorged cock pointed at her face, pulsing with each beat of his heart. “Hey, Trina. Remember me? From the school bus? I didn’t know you were related to Tommy.” He made no effort to cover up, and neither did Trina.

My cousin giggled nervously. “Yeah. I remember you, but, ummm ... I didn’t know you were so ... ummm ... well developed.” Everybody in town knew his dad had been a fisherman, so it probably seemed natural to add “You’ve got a nice spear there.” There was no question why she was there. Aunt Sarah had clearly invited her older sister’s youngest daughter to join the party. I didn’t think at the time of the ramifications of this, but wondered what other surprises she had in store.

Aunt Sarah stood and walked toward the house. “Come on, Trina. Now that the boys are finally awake, let’s get dinner on the table.” Gesturing at the wicker table, she added “We’re gonna eat out here. You boys can help bring things out.”

Once Trina had turned away I stood and followed my friend into the house. I was feeling exceptionally shy around the girl; perhaps because the size of my friend’s organ made me feel inadequate. As a result, I tried hard not to face her directly as I picked up a platter from the kitchen counter. When she looked my way I turned so quickly that a small ham almost slid off and fell to the floor. My aunt noticed and snickered. “Careful, Tommy. Keep a grip on your meat.”

I fled into the backyard and deposited my platter then pulled my chair up to the table, hiding the lower half of my body from sight. Trina sat across from me, while Jake sat to my left and Aunt Sarah to my right. The woman commented “Now isn’t this nice?”

We sat in silence for several long moments in a weird parody of grace. I couldn’t help but notice the resemblance between Aunt Sarah, who was a statuesque woman, about 5’10”, with big, round breasts, and Trina, who stood about 5’4” but already had breasts that were much bigger than the “handfuls” my friends in the city talked about. Aunt and niece each had beautiful blue eyes and medium length blond hair; their breasts were similarly shaped, with pointed nipples and large pink areolas. It did seem, though, like one of Trina’s beasts was larger than the other.

Aunt Sarah broke through my reverie, saying “Okay, boys. Trina and I worked hard on this meal. Dig in!”

We all started piling our plates with food. It was Jake who broke the conversational silence by asking Trina if she was enjoying her summer. Though that struck me as kinda lame, at least he’d had the courage to speak.

Trina laughed. “I’m enjoying it way more now than I was.” Her eyes went back and forth between me and my friend. She turned to our aunt and said “Thanks for calling, Auntie. I wouldn’t have wanted to miss this.”

Just then I felt a tiny foot gently press against my bare genitals. I looked up sharply to see Trina smirking at me. Then, smiling sweetly, she asked “Problem, cousin?”

I felt my penis stiffening again as she rubbed it with the bottom of her foot. I was sure that my face was bright red, but cleared my throat and squeaked out “No. Nothing’s wrong.” Turning to my left, I saw that Jake was squirming in his seat. Looking at my aunt I saw a smirk similar to that of my cousin only moments before. I laughed nervously as I understood that we were in for an interesting evening.

I’m not quite sure how we got through dinner, but dessert was a delightful experience. Aunt Sarah stepped around the table and knelt by Jake. When he turned his chair and spread his legs, I could see that his cock was red and inflamed; it looked even bigger than it had, and like it was about to explode. Trina and I watched as Aunt Sarah took his organ in her mouth and skillfully “deep throated” him, burying her nose in his patch of blond pubic hair. She wrapped her arms around him and bobbed her head up and down on his tumescent flesh, making only occasional choking sounds, in spite of the size of the organ. We could actually see the outline of his cock through her cheek and throat as her head bobbed up and down. Jake’s face was a rictus of pleasure as unintelligible moans escaped his mouth.

Finally, Jake’s back arched and he thrust up into Aunt Sarah’s waiting mouth. By this time I had a tight grip on the head of my cock, not wanting to embarrass myself by cumming. Jake stifled a primal scream as he filled my aunt’s mouth with his spunk, then he collapsed back into his chair, obviously spent and exhausted.

Then it was my turn. Aunt Sarah gestured for Trina to take her place in front of my chair. I slid down to make it easier to get to my now painfully hard cock. I was so desperate for relief that I was no longer self-conscious about the size of my organ. In truth, it felt bigger at that moment than ever before in my life. She licked her lips then opened her mouth wide, as if about to take a big bite. Aunt Sarah moved next to her and whispered “Remember what I told you. Slide down over it and swallow as you feel the head getting to the back of your mouth. That’ll help you control your gag reflex.”

The powerful sensations coming from my genitals started to overwhelm me. Aunt Sarah directed Trina to massage my balls as she licked and sucked. I knew I wouldn’t last as long as Jake had, so I wasn’t surprised when I felt my balls pulling up against the base of my cock. My back arched so I was supported only by my shoulders on the back of the chair and my feet. Tiny muscles deep behind my balls started to spasm and I fired what felt like gallons of jizz into my cousin’s mouth. Most of it, I realized, had gone right down her throat. I wondered how she felt about swallowing her cousin’s semen, but I was too overcome to talk or even to breathe. Like my friend, I collapsed back into my chair, the girl’s mouth still wrapped around my now softening organ. As if from a great distance I heard my aunt direct my cousin. “You can keep sucking, but be gentle. Men are very sensitive right after they cum; he won’t be able to take much stimulation right now.”

I lay there, drifting in post-orgasmic bliss for several minutes, but was very aware that my aunt had called me a “man.” I reached down and pulled Trina into my arms and whispered “Thank you.” Then, unsure of what else to say after such a momentous experience, I kissed her on the mouth. I was very surprised when I felt her tongue pressed against my lips. I opened my mouth and let her explore, as my hands gripped her ass cheeks and pulled her close against me.

When we came up for air we looked around and found that Jake was mounting my aunt. We went over and sat side-by-side, holding handds as we had when we were children. We watched as he thrust into her over and over. I turned and kissed Trina again, then slid down to her chest and took one of her nipples in my mouth. It was instantly hard against my tongue as I licked and sucked. After a few minutes she pushed me away and directed my attention back to Jake and Aunt Sarah. He was slamming into her harder and faster than before; she met each thrust with a movement of her own, as if offering herself to him. Jake leaned down and bit down on my aunt’s shoulder when he came. I could actually see his cum leaking out around my aunt’s pussy lips. His lips dripped a small amount of blood when he looked up at me, smiling.

Trina put her mouth to my ear and whispered “My turn, cousin.” Then she licked my ear and pulled me down on top of her. In a slightly louder voice, she said “Fuck me, Tommy. Take me. Fill my pussy with your big cock.” Though her words sounded rehearsed, they had the expected effect. My cock throbbed back to life and I was raging to put it into her.

I felt her tiny hand on my organ, directing it into her waiting slit, but I pushed her away. I slid down her body, mimicking what Jake had done to my aunt earlier, and sniffed her crotch. I’d been told that women’s pussies smelled like fish, but I didn’t think so. I couldn’t quite describe it, but it was somehow heady and only made me desire her more. I pushed my tongue between her genital lips, searching for the “tiny penis” my aunt had mentioned. I was sure I’d found it when Trina moaned loudly. Remembering the rest of what my aunt had said, I was gentle, licking and sucking until she was literally bucking and her vagina was flowing with fluid. I tasted her, pushing my tongue into that opening my penis so wanted to explore. ‘Thank the gods for porno videos,’ I thought as I kissed my way up her body. I teased her briefly, licking and sucking each of her nipples. I didn’t enter her until she begged me to do so.