Chapter 2: Starting Out on the Road

Classes never seemed to last so long as they did that day but finally I found myself waiting in the dorm lounge, watching out the windows for them to arrive. Right on time a big black Lexus SUV pulled up and I recognized my dad in the driver’s seat. My heart racing, I ran out to greet them as the doors opened and my parents got out to greet me. I hugged them both and we got back in as my dad grabbed my suitcase from the lounge and put it in back.

I got in the back seat and surprise, surprise - who was there but Kristen! What a pleasant surprise is was to see my favorite cousin. Kristen was seventeen and a senior in high school. Her mom had divorced when she was young and since then the two of them spent most of their time at our house making her more of a sister to me than a cousin. We played around a lot together and started masturbating in front of each other when I was fourteen. Although we often dated together and swapped partners, we’d never done more than tease the boys a little until this past summer when we started having sex.

As I mentioned, this past summer things between me and Kristen ratcheted up a few notches when I learned that my dad had started fucking her when I went away to school for my freshman year. Being I’d been having sex with my parents and my aunt since I was sixteen, it was great to have Kristen join in. She was extremely petite and looked more like she was fourteen or fifteen than seventeen but was still sexy as hell and loved pleasing the boys as much as I did. If anything she has a rep for being even easier than me on a first date!

For the rest of the summer my cousin and I were together all the time and often shared my dad between us. There were also been a few times when I joined her and my aunt at their house for an adventuresome sleepover. I was hoping to spend a lot of time with Kristen over the upcoming holidays and I had a feeling that her being in the SUV was her way of saying she didn’t want to wait until I got home to get started.

As we drove off from school we were all talked excitedly to one another. It had been seven weeks since I last saw my parents and Labor Day since the last time I was with Kristen so we had a lot to catch up on. It took about 45 minutes of winding roads in the pouring rain to reach the expressway and during that time we discussed school, work, and anything else that came to mind.

When we finally got on a decent road and could sit without having to hang on around the curves, the discussion turned to more personal topics. I told them all about the frat party I’d gone to a couple weeks before and I could tell Kristen was especially turned on hearing how I’d been fucked in front of a whole room full of drunk frat guys and girls. She was always putting on a show it seemed and it wouldn’t surprise me someday if she wasn’t a headliner at some strip club.

Of course they all wanted to hear about Mike, the guy I’d been dating the past few weeks after hooking up at church. He was 24 and worked as an engineer for a big company in town. My mom teased me, asking me how he was in bed. None of them believed me at first when I told them that all we’d done so far was just kiss and not even very heavily at that.

I hadn’t yet told Mike much about my past sexual history so as far as he knew I was this cute Christian school girl from church - whatever THAT means. He treated me like a lovely princess though, and he was always a gentleman to me. After all the jerks I’ve known I have to admit there was something nice to say for that. What was most fascinating about him to me was that he was the first guy I’d ever dated that I did NOT have some form of sex with during the first date - let alone three weeks into the relationship. Heck, wasn’t it almost obligatory these days to at least blow a guy on the first date?