Chapter 2: Fun With Kristen

One afternoon shortly after getting home, I was over at my cousin’s, just to visit and catch up on the local gossip. We were sitting at the kitchen table, her with one of her strange tea mixtures and me with my usual Diet Coke, when her mom rushed in through the front door. She passed by the kitchen and seeing me there, waved hello, but then hurried up the stairs to their bedroom. Kristen and I looked at each other, puzzled at what was going on, but neither of us had a clue.

About fifteen minutes later, my aunt came back downstairs and stopped by the kitchen, taking a few moments to chat with us this time.

“Sorry girls, I have to meet client for a last minute appointment. They’re interested in that executive home over behind the industrial park and I think I’ve almost got the deal.”

“Wow mom,” Kristen smiled, “You’ve been trying to sell that one for months! Congratulations!”

“Well, it’s not a done deal yet! But I think with just a little more ‘persuasion’ I can get the husband to sign the papers.”

Kristen and I looked at each other and grinned. We both knew what she meant when she said “persuasion”. She had obviously rushed home to change clothes. Looking at her, I held my breath at how hot she looked. Damn, her usual outfits were pretty risque but this one was over the top. She had changed into a skirt that was little more than a hemline (her legs were one of her best assets, even at 39) and a blouse that looked like she took it from Kristen’s rack and somehow shoehorned herself into it. The top buttons were undone, including the one in her cleavage.

As tight as the blouse was, she couldn’t have buttoned them even if she had wanted to and the remaining ones looked like they would pop any second under the strain. She had a boob lift about a year ago and so even without a bra, her bobs looked almost as perky as mine and her nipples were clearly visible through the thin white fabric. A black thong (the skirt was so short that it was easy to see, even when she was walking) barely covered her trimmed pussy. A pair of four inch shiny black heels finished it off.

“Whoa!,” I said admiringly, “Wow Aunt Linda, you look really incredible! So how old is the guy? Is it with just him or his wife too?”

I had a thousand more questions but those would do for a start. Actually I was feeling a little jealous. It had been quite a while since I had a man cheat on his wife to have me and now my aunt was going out to have all the fun - and make a commission on it as well!

“Well, he’s 38 and yes he’s married although his wife’s back in Philly for the weekend. She was out here all last week but had something to take care of back home with one of their kids so she left it up to him to make a final decision.”

From what my aunt had told me in the past, I knew it was quite unusual for a wife to leave such a major decision up to her husband. This, although my aunt didn’t directly say so, I assumed that their decision must be down to two homes, either of which his wife was willing to accept. That meant that the big question was now whether or not my aunt could persuade this guy to buy her house over the other one. As the asking price was over a million dollars, it was easy to see why she didn’t want to leave anything up to chance so if there was any way she could get an advantage over her competition, I knew she would do it (so long as it was legal).

“Hey, I’ll tell you all about it when I get back but I need to run,” she said, sounding a little panicky as she looked at her watch. “He’s got an appointment with another realtor this evening and I’d love to have him make up his mind before then.”

She reached over and kissed us both on the lips. Mmmmmmm, she smelled good! I couldn’t help but envy the guy. It was rare that I did anything with my Aunt but that had didn’t mean I wasn’t attracted to her. My Aunt was hot, even at her age, and she could be a lot of fun during those rare times when we did get together. It was times like this I was jealous of Kristen!

After she left, Kristen and I joked about the odds that this poor guy could resists her mother’s charms. She then told me about the last guy her mom had to “persuade” to ink a deal and how she had helped out. As it turned out, the guy had this fantasy to have a mother-daughter thing and my mom had just the deal for him! Kristen was rubbing herself before she was done telling me the story as she recalled how she and her mom had fucked the guy together.

As I watched Kristen rubbing herself through her denim shorts, I found myself getting that familiar twinge between my legs that I get I am feeling even hornier than usual. Once again I found myself feeling a bit jealous of my younger cousin. Being married, my mother would never do anything with another guy and me so anything regarding such a mother-daughter thing would always remain a fantasy for me.

Kristen must have noticed my own hand going to work on me as she grinned at me and giggled.

“Hmmmmmm, I think somebody’s a little hornier than usual today!”

“Me?” I exclaimed, pretending to protest, “I think YOU were the one who started touching herself first.”

Kristen laughed more than giggled this time.

“Yeah, guilty as charged. So why are we just sitting at the table talking about it? C’mon, let’s go upstairs.”

When Kristen said she wanted to “go upstairs”, I knew what she was really saying was, “Let’s go upstairs and fuck each other’s lights out.” For Kristen, sex was never a casual affair; she always brought her “A” game.

Both of us were giggling like little school girls as we raced up the stairs, shedding our clothes on the steps as we went up. Arriving naked in their bedroom, we flopped onto the queen-sized bed and immediately turned to one another and hugged each other tight. Her body felt so smooth and warm against mine as we pressed tightly together while we kissed like two lovers back together again after a long separation. Her lips were full and soft and I could smell the natural scent of her body as we kissed. Our tongues met and toyed with each other’s as our breasts pressed tightly together. Her boobs are barely a B cup while mine have developed slowly (God, how slowly!) into a full C but her nipples were big and rigid as mine.

“God I missed you,” I whispered in her ear as we broke apart to catch our breath.

“Mmmmmmm, you know it,” she replied and then kissed me again before I could say anything. She certainly wasn’t wasting any time as I felt her hands roaming over my bare body, quickly zeroing in on my ass. It felt good when she grabbed my butt in her hand and squeezed it tightly.

“Mmmmmmm, you know, I’ve always thought you had the best ass in the family,” she said with a smile on her face.

In response, I reached down and grabbed her petite butt in my hand and gave her a squeeze of my own in response. It felt so smooth and firm!

“Yeah, tell that to all the guys staring at yours when we’re together!”

“Oh sure, like they’re not staring at yours too! Do you know why I like yours the best?”

I just looked at her and she giggled out loud as her hand worked its way around until she was cupping my pussy in her hand.

“Because your pussy is on the other side!”

We both laughed at her silliness but then I couldn’t help but moan softly as her exploring hand reached my tender clit. She traced her finger around it in small circles teasing me mercilessly.

“God Kristen ... that feels soooooo good!”

From plenty of past experience, I knew what was to come but even so, it still made my heart beat faster as she slid down the bed, licking my neck, boobs, and then my stomach as she worked her way down my body. More than any other girl I knew (even me), Kristen LOVED to eat pussy and she was damn good at it. Other than my mom (OK, I admit I’m biased), nobody in the world has ever even come close to making me feel the way she does when settles down between my legs. Knowing her intent, I rolled onto my back and spread my legs for her, waiting for her brilliant tongue to reach in between my thighs.