Chapter 2: Making Plans With Kristen

The next day I was over at my cousin Kristen’s house for lunch before we were heading out to do some shopping. As much as it was killing me to keep quiet about it, I hadn’t planned on telling her anything about Tammy until my mom said it was OK. As close as we were, we didn’t share EVERYTHING. For instance, both of us had been getting fucked by my dad for over a year before we knew the other was doing it. Sometimes things just need to be handled properly and thus I usually follow the philosophy of when in doubt, shut up.

Kristen was nineteen, two years younger than me, but despite the age difference she made me look like a nun in comparison. Her jerk of a father had divorced her mom when Kristen was very young and she started sleeping with her mom since the night he left. Her mom wasn’t one to ignore her own needs so she dated and brought home guys regularly. It didn’t hurt to have a cute girl at home for them to fantasize about although when she was younger that was all they were allowed to do. As Kristen got older, she and her mom became quite “close” in many ways and her mom didn’t hide anything from her so far as her boyfriends went.

No doubt many of her mom’s boyfriends would’ve loved to have had Kristen when she was younger - the classic mother-daughter fuck guys seem to fantasy about so much. To her credit, as I mentioned my aunt never allowed such a thing to happen until Kristen finally lost her virginity when she was fourteen. For some reason that age is like the magical age in our family for girls losing their virginity - including me and my other cousin Tammy. Once the virginity -thing- was out of the way, Kristen embarked on a sexual “career” which puts my own to shame. It also opened the door for her mom and they each shared their boyfriends with the other, making them both quite popular as you might imagine.

Like most girls our age, Kristen and I masturbated together more regularly when we were younger. There were times we even shared a few of her boyfriends but we never seriously touched each other until the summer after my freshman year of college. Unknown to me at the time, my dad had been fucking her as sort of a “substitute” for me while I was hours away at school. When I returned my parents eventually told me during our annual 4th of July family get-together - which became a lot more “together” than ever before. Since then, Kristen and I played around quite a bit and even shared my dad a few times.

I was sipping from a can of Diet Coke when Kristen shifted in her chair and gave me “the look”, meaning she had something serious to say and I needed to pay attention.

“So tell me Kelly ... when were you planning to tell me how you convinced Tammy to let your dad do her first?”

I almost choked on my drink as it was certainly not the type of question I Had expected. Where in the world had she come up with THAT? How did she find out so fast?

“Oh don’t act so surprised silly goose. Come on, you didn’t think what you’ve been doing this past week was going to stay a secret forever, did you?”

I had no idea where she had gotten her information or how much she knew so I figured I’d better play it safe for the moment. Kristen was a master at the art of interrogation and for all I knew she only had a hint from some rumor and was fishing for details.

“Oh? And just what have I been doing that’s so special?” I asked innocently.

“C’mon Kelly, spill it. NO? ... Let’s see if I got it right, your dad fucks her for the first time Saturday morning, then you and your dad go out on the lake for a ‘father-daughter’ getaway with her and her dad, then just yesterday the little vixen FINALLY puts out for her horny brother. God, I thought she would never let him do that. So ... did I miss anything?”

Well, she certainly had her sources, that was for sure!

“Well, I guess it WAS pretty hot seeing her and Rick finally going all the way,” I confessed.

“Yeah, I bet that was cool but it must have been wild seeing your dad and then her dad doing her. What’s with that anyway? Your dad wouldn’t do us until we were sixteen and then he goes off and does his fourteen year-old niece.”

“What’s the matter, jealous of your cousin?” I teased her.

Kristen just rolled her eyes at me. I wasn’t being exactly sympathetic. Really, it wasn’t like the little slut wasn’t getting fucked whenever she wanted it.

“Noooooo, I’m jealous of YOU!” she said accusingly. “You’ve been keeping Tammy for yourself and not even giving me a whiff at her.”

“Oh well, sorry about that,” I replied, even though I really wasn’t.

Truth was, it felt sort of good having Tammy for myself and not letting Kristen in on it. At least for now that is. It seemed Kristen was always one-upping me in the sexual escapades department and this was one time I had something that she wasn’t doing more of or earlier in her “career”.

“I’m sure she knows what a slut you are, after all, doesn’t everyone?” I continued, taking a different approach. “But she doesn’t know everything about you, especially what you do with your mom and my dad. My dad wouldn’t surprise her - after all, he’s fucking her already. But she might freak if she knew what you do with your mom, not to mention her boyfriends.”

Before she could debate it with me, I continued with the offensive. “You know, maybe if you let Rick fuck you more often, then she might want to be closer to you. That’s really the only time she and I do anything, when he’s fucking me.”

Kristen frowned at that and replied, “Ugh, he’s such a jerk. Too much like his dad if you ask me. Besides, he’s a bit old for me.”

Typical Kristen. Ignoring my dad and a few situations he had orchestrated for the two of us, she pretty much stuck with the younger high school boys although I knew she did a lot of guys at college. The college boys were more to earn money, while the younger guys were her “toys” she loved to play with. I figured it had more to do with Rick himself than his age. It was true, he WAS sort of a jerk. But my god, the stud could stay hard all night!

“He’s only eighteen,” I countered, “Well, nineteen soon.”

“Your point?” she countered with a twinkle in her eye and a naughty grin on her face.

There was no way that I was going to let myself go any further down that rabbit hole with her. Kristen knew full well how I felt about her doing the younger boys. I mean, it was one thing if she just wanted to dabble here and there. Kristen, however, seemed totally infatuated with young teenager boys. To her credit, she wasn’t cruising the middle schools but high-schoolers were fine, even a few freshmen. It guess went both ways. While I couldn’t understand her infatuation with what to me were just kids, she had never been able to comprehend my fascination with older married men.

“So anyway, what exactly was your point in bringing this all up?” I finally asked, trying to put closure on the topic.

“Well, I just don’t think it’s fair that apparently everyone else is in on this and I’m not,” she pouted.

We continued to discuss it for a while and then even more in my car on the way to the mall. By the time we were done and about back to her house, we had agreed on what we should do. Anytime you deal with incest it pays to be overly cautious. Tammy was in pretty deep as it was but adding another girl, even if it was her cousin, could tip the scales. You just never knew. It didn’t help we were dealing with a fourteen year-old girl at the height of puberty, one of the most unpredictable and capricious species to walk the earth!

That night I called Rick to see how he felt about what Kristen and I had come up with. For whatever reason I seemed to be having a hard time getting it through to him. I wasn’t sure if he was just being obstinate to tease me or if he was really as clueless as he so often seemed to be. Sometimes he could be SO frustrating! If it wasn’t for the fact he could stay hard all night while cumming three or four times, he wouldn’t have been worth the effort.