Chapter 2: Getting Started With Kristen

It was only a few miles to my cousin’s house but the traffic was pretty heavy with everyone heading to wherever they were going for the evening. Nonetheless, I made it there in short order and parked on the street in front. There weren’t any other cars I recognized so it looked like I was the first to arrive. Kristen greeted me at the door and I knew it was going to be THAT kind of evening - she was already nude and had a glass of wine in her hand.

“Hey cuz, let’s get this party going!” she greeted me.

Unlike me, my little cousin liked her alcohol and I just hoped she didn’t get herself too drunk too early. Actually, to be fair, Kristen hardly ever got all that drunk, just enough to where she did things even more outrageous than she normally would do. I couldn’t help but take a second look at her. No matter that I had seen Kristen nude countless times and had sex with her more times than I could ever remember, she was always so beautiful and sexy. Her thin body and girlish looks belied her twenty years, much to her chagrin when it came time to be carded but it made her one of the most demanded girls in her agency. I guess nothing beats fucking a girl who LOOKS like she’s underage but is legal. Right now she was standing with her weight on one leg, her hips stuck out and the most naughty grin imaginable on her face. Her perky boobs were a perfect size B and her nipples were already hard and poking out. From the flushness of her face, I had a good idea somebody had been getting herself off while waiting for her guests to arrive.

“Damn Kristen, couldn’t you even wait for use to get here?” I teased her. Bulls eye - her grin got even broader as she couldn’t help but look guilty.

“Well, what do you expect? I’m here all alone and got to thinking about you guys and then ... well, you know.”

We both giggled as yes, we both “knew”. If there was one thing Kristen and I had in common, it was our love for masturbation. We had masturbated together since we were barely teenagers. Some people seem to think masturbation is for when you’re not getting enough of the “real” thing. Well, Kristen and I would beg to differ. We both look at masturbation as just another form of sex no different than being with a guy or a girl, just that in this case we were with ourselves. I’ve had to explain this to guys who wonder why, after they spend all evening doing their best to fuck my lights out, I start masturbating as soon as when they’re spent and forced to take a break. It’s no reflection on them, not at all. It’s just when it comes to sex, girls like me and Kristen just want more than most girls, more than most guys can deliver.

“So I take it Beth and Carrie haven’t arrived yet?” I asked, just to confirm the situation.

“Well duh! Why would I be rubbing myself if they were here?”

She had a point.

“So what’s the plan for this evening?” I asked, finally stepping in and closing the front door behind me.

“Well, my dear older cousin, why not start by getting out of those ridiculous clothes? How are we supposed to have fun if you’re all dressed up?”

I was under no delusions that I would remain dressed for long when I left my apartment but this was a little faster than even I had expected. Then again, so what? In a way, it was a relief to get my clothes off as I quickly stripped. This was better than playing some silly game when everyone knew what the outcome was going to be anyway. The two of us were now both nude in the hallway and no sooner were my clothes off than Kristen rushed forward to hug me, pressing her warm smooth body up tight against me, pressing her leg in between mine and pushing up against my exposed crotch. It had the effect I knew she was trying for as my clit was stimulated by the pressure against it and I was already wet to begin with anyway.

“Mmmmmmm, you smell good,” she murmured, kissing my neck and running her hands over my now bare body. She pulled her head back and we each looked into the other’s eyes for what seems the longest pause before as if on cue, we both moved forward until our lips met and out tongues reached out to caress each other I loved kissing Kristen as she just felt so soft and warm against me, sensuous in a way no other girl was with me.