Chapter 38

“Shh, Cindy, be quiet.”

“Last time I saw you pee on a tree that thing was only about this big.” Cindy held up her fingers. I didn’t remember her ever watching me pee on a tree, but I was sure as a kid I had peed on many.

“Hey, I’m sorry I barged in on you,” Cindy said. “I needed to take off this stupid bra. It’s killing me.” Cindy and Susan held each other’s eyes for a few seconds. My cousin smirked. “If you wanna finish, I can stand outside the door and watch for you. That sounds weird, but you know what I mean.”

Before I could respond, Cindy swished her hand, indicating that I should look away. She was already taking off her shirt. Susan rubbed the fading bulge in my pants. I turned my head slowly. Cindy’s shirt was over her face, and she was pulling an arm free. The sight of my cousin’s overstuffed bra made me forget that I wasn’t supposed to be watching. Cindy reached behind her back. I knew what came next, and it was definitely something I shouldn’t see. I also knew girls could magically pull a bra from an armhole, or Cindy could have done it in a different room. Didn’t that mean she wanted me to watch?

The clasp unhooked and what had been forced over the top rim all day plumped out at the bottom. Cindy shook the strap off her shoulders and caught them in the crooks of her arms. In my mind, her tits fell in slow motion, bounced, rolled outward, and came together again with a shudder. She straightened her arms so the bra slid into her hands. The fabulous breasts jiggled, and the huge, dark rings swelled. I didn’t even pretend I wasn’t staring, and Cindy didn’t cross her arms or shy away.

Susan cleared her throat and poked the dick that was suddenly stiff. I gave her a tiny shake of my head, rejecting her effort to set my cock free. Cindy was behind me enough that she wouldn’t see, but I didn’t want to be in the same room with my cousin while I was getting head. Cindy giggled and said, “Don’t fight it, not many girls will do that.”

As if my stick figure playmate growing a body to die for wasn’t bad enough, now she had seen my dick, shown me her tits, and was telling me things that implied she knew about blowjobs. “Would you keep an eye out for us?” Susan asked.

“Sure, but first I’d better put this on,” Cindy said, waving the shirt.

Cindy’s enormous breasts were on full display while she pulled the shirt over her head, and eased her arms through their holes. I gawked as it came down and Cindy reached under and adjusted her chest. Now, the large nipples that had been flattened all day, were plump and proud, visible through the fabric.

“Does this look OK?” Cindy moved around to make her tits shake. “Is it too slutty?” What happened to my cute little cousin?

I said nothing, knowing I’d never give an objective opinion. Susan gave Cindy one of those girl’s only looks and said, “It looks fine, as long as it doesn’t get cold.”

“Thanks. I’ll be out there, keeping an eye on things.” Cindy looked directly at me. “Joe, relax, I’ve done this plenty of times for Julie.”

Great, I thought, now I’m thinking about my older cousin giving blowjobs while her little sister guards the door. Susan’s mouth sent a wave of pleasure through me. I looked from the top of her head to my cousin. Cindy wasn’t outside the door. A hard suck caused me to gulp for air. Cindy had to hear the slurping. Why wasn’t she leaving? It conflicted me because I needed her to keep us safe, but didn’t it turn me on having her here? I gestured with my chin, and Cindy eased back out of the room.

Susan’s gag reflexes jerked my attention to the joy of having my dick jammed down her throat. Her fingers were handling my nut sack, rolling my balls. It wasn’t pretty or quiet, but it felt wonderful. I grabbed Susan’s head and jerked my hips the way Jeremy had yesterday. My balls jerked, sending the twenty-second warning sign. Susan’s nose flattened against my body. Cindy slipped back into the room. I grunted and rose on my tiptoes. With a lewd grunt, I pumped sperm down Susan’s throat. Cindy’s eyes were wide and her hand was over her mouth.

“Sorry, I, um, I just wanted you to know it sounds like someone could be coming soon,” Cindy said. “I’ll stand here, holding the door, but you better hurry.”

Once the blinding bliss associated with blowing a load down someone’s throat waned, what Cindy said registered. I self-consciously extracted my slimy cock from Susan’s head. She sucked air with a satisfied smile on her face.

“I guess you didn’t have to decide whether or not to swallow,” Cindy said with an exasperated breath.

I hastily shoved my dripping cock in my pants and zipped up. Susan stood and worked on getting the I just fucked look out of her dress.

“Hey, I know this has been kind of weird, me being your cousin and all, but if you ever need me for anything else, I don’t mind.”

It was weird, especially how comfortable Cindy seemed about it, but wouldn’t knowing your sister is sucking a dick be worse? It was reasonable to think Julie might have started fooling around a few years ago. Did that mean Cindy had known about such things that long, I wondered? It didn’t matter, I wasn’t going to ask her to watch for me while I fucked Susan. If that’s what Cindy meant by, “need me for anything else.”