Chapter 4: My Aunt Linda and Cousin Kristen Arrive

After breakfast I did the dishes and while my mom finished off some of her food dishes I went out on the deck and helped my dad set up the cushions and clean things up. Our house was, like most homes in Pittsburgh, built on the side of a hill such that our garage was at the level of our basement which meant the driveway dipped sharply once you turned into our house. The deck was built on top of the garage making it at the same level as the first floor. Thus it was easy to see my aunt’s car arrive in the driveway below us.

I went to the railing and waved as the two of them got out of the car. Kristen headed straight into the garage while my aunt opened the back door to grab a bowl of something. I went back into the kitchen where Kristen was already at the top of the stairs and we hugged each other and squealed like little girls as we greeted one another.

Kristen was dressed in these ridiculously short cutoffs which made mine seem downright conservative by comparison. They were ripped high against the pockets and held together in the crotch by only the thinnest piece of denim. Her ass hung out provocatively on both sides and I was sure if she sat down the crotch would disappear inside her pussy slit.

On top all she had on was a t-shirt ripped apart such that it hung down just below her boobs. It was white with the words “Bad Girl” in dark script letters emblazoned across the front. The only thing keeping it from riding up and exposing herself was the fact it was so tight it may as well have been painted on. Her nipples weren’t even hard and they still showed through plain as day! Her blonde hair, bleached even blonder by the summer sun, was pulled back into a short ponytail. The whole outfit looked even better with the dark tan she had and knowing her I doubted there were any tan lines to be found!

Kristen was two years younger than me, making her eighteen, but she had always looked younger than her age and with the outfit she had on and the hair and lack of makeup, she looked more like fifteen or maybe sixteen at the most. Although this bugged her when she was trying to get into an R-rated movie, at the same time she played it to her advantage with the boys who loved fucking a girl who looked as young as she did and often she would even tell them she was younger.

Not surprisingly, it didn’t deter many of the older boys (realizing that “older” to Kristen was anyone over seventeen). I once overheard her tell a guy she was thirteen and he believed her - and STILL wanted to fuck her even though he must have been at least twenty five!

“Damn Kristen, you’re looking fucking hot today!” my dad complimented Kristen as he entered the kitchen.

I noticed he wasn’t even pretending not to stare at her and who could blame him - she DID look pretty damn hot.

Kristen just grinned at him and then reached up on her toes to kissed him on the cheek before heading up to my bedroom with me.