Chapter 4: I Get Brian First

Sure enough, Brian was at the door. He looked at me with a bit of an inquisitive eye and asked me if Kristen was home.

“Hmmm, you must be Brian,” I said as if I didn’t already know. “Come on in, Kristen’s a little busy right now but she said for you to make yourself comfortable in the living room.”

Hesitating at first, Brian came in and I saw he was wearing a tight pair of jeans and flannel shirt. On any other guy it would have been an unremarkable outfit but for some reason it looked sexy as hell on him with his muscled arms and great looks. The jeans were tight enough to show he had a hell of a tight bum on him! While he wasn’t that tall, maybe 5-9 or so at most, he was solid as a rock. Best of all, I couldn’t help but notice he had a really nice bulge in his jeans. Hmmmmmm, unless he was stuffing it with a sock there was a lot of potential down there!

It was Brian’s turn to give me the once over, not trying at all to hide the fact that he was imagining what I looked like without my clothes. Yeah, you can always tell when a guy is undressing you with his eyes which tends to be 90% go the time anyways. Although I wasn’t exactly dressed to kill my jeans were snug enough to show off my butt nicely and the blouse I was wearing was tight enough such that there was no mystery as to whether or not I was wearing a bra underneath (which of course I wasn’t). Brian started towards the living room. On the way he passed by the stairs leading to the bedrooms. I saw him glance up and then he paused for a second. Just at that moment we both heard something from upstairs, a sharp cry that lasted just a second. Brian looked at me, obviously assuming I knew what was going on up there.

Looked at Brian, I gave him a sly smile as I glanced upstairs and asked, “Hmmmmmm, now THAT sounded interesting. I bet you’re wondering what’s going on up there?”

Brian didn’t say anything but his eyes opened a bit wider and I could tell he was more than just a bit interested. He bit his lower lip and seemed unsure how to answer me. Being he’d just met me and had no idea what I was like, I could understand his reluctance to say anything TOO incriminating. Ih well, I took his hand and started up the stairs, tugging him along. I put my finger to my lips and whispered to him, “Now be quiet!”

With Brian in tow I moved up the stairs gingerly, still gripping his hand. Once we got to the top landing the sounds from the bedroom were much easier to discern. Oh yeah, I could clearly hear my aunt now. “Oh Kristen!” she moaned, “Don’t stop ... my GOD that feels so fuckin’ good!”

Looking at Brian it was all I could do to keep from bursting out laughing. His face had that deer in the headlights look. I had to remind myself that he was only sixteen and I doubted he’d ever witnessed a mother and her daughter having sex together before. I winked at him and whispered in his ear, “Go on Brian ... take a peek. Haven’t you ever seen a mother and daughter doing it before?”

Brian licked his lips which seemed suddenly parched. He just shook his head and peeked around the door with me. Despite his best efforts to be “cool”, I could just hear him take a quick intake of air when he got a good view of what was happening on the incestual bed. Looking over his broad shoulder, I saw my Aunt Linda laying on her back, her head propped up by the pillows at the head of the bed. Her long bare legs were spread obscenely apart and she was holding one boob in each hand as she moaned with sexual pleasure. Then there was the source of her intense pleasure - her daughter laying on her side between her mom’s bare legs, her cute blonde head buried in her mother’s exposed crotch.

Like her sister, my mom, Aunt Linda kept a substantial bush of hair on her pussy which she trimmed just enough to be decent in her bikini, well, ALMOST decent. Kristen’s face was covered with pubic hair as was her tongue as she lapped up her mother’s cum. Not be be outdone by her mom, Kristen also had one hand between her own lithe legs, rubbing herself as she licked her mom’s horny cunt. The whole scene was extremely erotic, better than any fake porn site as the was as real as real gets! Kristen is very petite and looks several years younger than her seventeen years so seeing her with her 36 year-old mom was unbelievably hot.

Seeing his eyes fixated on the pair on the bed, I think Brian would’ve stayed the rest of the night and just watch them if I’d let him. Well, fat chance of that! I had other plans for him so I tugged on his shirt to pull him away from the doorway. Motioning with my hand to follow, we crept back down the stairs to the living room. Brian sat at the end of the couch and I joined him, sitting as close to him as I could with my legs tucked under me. Brian still had this daed look of wonder and amazement. What was even more interesting was the bulge in his pants which was now threatening to burst the seams from his zipper! Watching his girlfriend having sex with her mother was evidently something that turned him on as much as it did me. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly before turning to me.

“Alright ... So tell me Kelly, how long have they been they were doing that?” he asked. “Kristen has never mentioned a word to me about incest with her mother!”

Awwww, he looked so cute! I smiled and explained to him how Kristen’s dad had left them years ago when he could no longer accept her mother was having sex with my mom and dad. We were both raised that sex within the family considered OK - but only within the family if you are married. Even though he knew better, Kristen’s dad somehow expected to keep his sexually-driven wife all to himself. Needless to say my aunt wasn’t ready to make that sacrifice for him so they split up. As might be expected, Kristen was devastated by the split-up as she was such too young to understand why it happened. From her perspective it was like her father abandoned her, something she still feels to this day. Little wonder she has never expressed any desire to make contact with him. Faced with raising a young girl by herself, Aunt Linda allowed Kristen to sleep with her and since then the two of them have always slept in the same bed, even when they stayed the night at our house. It wasn’t anything we thought twice about as my family is very open about sex in general and all of us sleep nude most of the time, including my aunt and cousin.

As Kristen grew older naturally she began to become aware of her body and sexuality, as well as her own mother’s. Like me, Kristen’s mom made sure she understood what was happening to her and why she felt the needs and desires that she did, including how to satisfy those needs appropriately through masturbation and sex. Even though her mom never pressured her to wait, Kristen didn’t have sex with a boy for the first time until just after she turned fourteen. Although she and her mom would masturbate together, it wasn’t until she gave up her virginity that her mom felt it was appropriate for them to advance any further.

Finally one night as they laid together in bed together they were talking as usual about the boys Kristen was fucking and how they made her feel. Her mom began to touch her and fondle her the way Kristen would describe her boyfriends did. When I left for college my freshman year, Kristen was sixteen and my mom introduced her sexually to my dad since I was no longer there to satisfy him the way only a teenage girl could. When I came home for summer break they broke the news to me and now we all share each other in various combinations.

As I was talking, Brian began to fidget and I could tell his hardening cock was growing uncomfortable within the bounds of his jeans. He kept licking his dry lips and I knew he was horny as hell. Then again, at his age I could have been giving him the recipe for my mom’s famous chocolate cake and he would’ve been stiff. As I finished I leaned over and firmly placed my hand on his crotch, feeling the warmth and hardness of his cock even though still covered by his tight jeans. Hmmm, something needed to be done to correct this situation!

“So tell me Brian, how do you like fucking my little cousin?” I quizzed him out of the blue.

At first the directness of my question appeared to surprise him but he recovered quickly and grinned. “Oh I think you already know the answer to that one Kelly. She’s the best fuck I have ever had - and I’ve had more than a few.”

“Well,” I said, “It looks like Kristen is going to be pretty warmed up by the time she’s ready for you, maybe we should get a bit warmed up ourselves?”

“Oh? And just what do you mean by getting warmed up?” He tried to act surprised but I knew by the movement under my hand on his crotch he’d already been thinking about it.

Keeping my hand planted firmly on his crotch, I used my other to direct his hand to my boob. “Well ... is this enough of a hint for you?”

Obviously Brian was no wall flower and at this point he was about as horny as a sixteen year-old boy can stand being. Without hesitation his hand squeezed my boob and he turned to kiss me. OK so it wasn’t the most sensual kiss I ever had. Face it, he was still a sixteen year-old teenage boy who most likely perceived kissing as a necessary evil on the path to getting in a girl’s panties. We traded tongues and he pushed me onto my back on the couch where he wasted no time before unbuttoning my blouse. In mere seconds he was fondling my bared boobs. God my nipples were incredibly hard and sensitive! He moved down to start kissing and sucking my breasts, pulling on my nipples with his teeth.

I had my arms free so I put my hands on the back of his head and pulled him tightly to my bosom. As he sucked my nipples his hand quickly moved to my crotch where he cupped me in his strong hand and pressed his fingers against my pussy through the denim. My clit was already swollen and the feel of his fingers pressing against it made me gasp aloud. I whispered to him in a voice husky with desire.

“Fuck me Brian,” I begged him, “Fuck me ... God I want you to fuck me soooooo badly. I NEED you to fuck me NOW!”

OK, a little over the top but I knew if there’s one thing that could turn on a boy faster than lightning it was to have a girl beg him to fuck her. Even my dad was susceptible to this ploy and Brian was certainly no exception. He swiftly unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped them. They were REALLY tight and he was having a hard time getting them off me so I reached down and helped him to slide them down and ver my feet. Although I still had my blouse on it was completely unbuttoned placing my small boobs in plain view for him.

As I laid on the couch with nothing on but an open blouse, Brian stood up and rapidly shed his clothes, unceremoniously dumping them in a pile by the couch. Sheesh, he was wearing tight jockey underwear - no wonder his cock had been so bound up! As he pulled them off his hard cock playfully flopped free at last and I couldn’t help but stare at his extraordinary cock. Damn, it was huge! I could only imagine how jealous the guys were back in the locker room when when he showered. Best of all it was thick. Personally I’m not hung up about cock length but give me a fat one any day! I practically drooled at the thought of it was going to feel soon when fucking me.