Chapter 3: Kristen “Inspires” Me

Then Kristen looked at me and I could see her mind had shifted gears. She licked her lips subconsciously and I could see her staring at my boobs and then my crotch. Something told me the conversation about Uncle Jim was over!

Kristen got up from her chair and walked over to mine where she put her hands on the back of the chair, one on each side of my head. She was wearing a tight tank top but that didn’t stop her boobs from hanging down in my face as she leaned down to kiss me. Our mouths met and I felt her tongue instantly reach out, searching for mine. God she smelled like pussy! She must have been soaking wet already.

“Speaking of your cute little ass, why don’t you get out of those clothes and show it to me,” she whispered huskily in my ear, her voice thick with lust.

We both stood up and quickly stripped, leaving our clothes on the rug as we sat on the couch and held each other in our arms. Our legs draped over each other and I could feel her small boobs press against mine as she leaned into me.

“I’m going to fuck you cuz,” she said as she started to fondle me and reach between my legs. God, she must have been super horny to go straight for the crotch! Suddenly she sat up and her eyes sparkled as she smiled at me and said, “Hang on just a second, I have to get something.”

I watched her naked little butt wiggle suggestively as she scurried up the stairs to their bedroom (her mom and she shared a bed since she was two). I heard a dresser drawer opening and then a couple of minutes later she was running back down the stairs again, only this time there was something different about her. My god, she had grown a dick! Well, actually my naughty cousin was wearing a strap-on dildo.

“What the hell???” I started to ask but she cut me off.

“Not another word Kelly,” she said, putting her hand over my mouth, “I know what you’ve said in the past but today it’s time you tried one of these on for size.”

It was true; I’d never played with a girl wearing a strap-on before. Personally, I’ve always felt that if I wanted to get fucked, why not get a guy and have him stuff a REAL dick in me. What was the point of having a girl with a perfectly good pussy go and pretend she has a dick? The whole concept never made much sense to me.

“Go on, get on your knees,” she instructed me, twirling her hand around to indicate she wanted me to turn and face the back of the couch.

“Bend over more,” she said, a little more sharply this time, “Shit, how do you expect me to get at that hot pussy with you standing up so straight?”

My knees where barely on the couch but I tried to lift my ass up as I bent my head down lower. It must have been enough for her because the next thing I knew I felt her hands spreading my ass cheeks apart and then her wet tongue was on my pussy. For a little girl she certainly had a long tongue! God, it was like a miniature dick was up my pussy.

“God that feels good,” I sighed. Indeed it did. One thing about Kristen, when it came to sex; she was a professional - literally. When your cousin is a whore by profession, you know you’re going to be treated to one heck of a pussy licking and Kristen was at the top of her game. No wonder she made so much money! And to think, I get it for free!

It wasn’t like she needed to lick me to get me wet, I was already horny enough as it was from our earlier discussion. Kristen got her taste of me and then stood up and took the dildo attached to her strap-on and started to move in on me like any guy would as he got ready to fuck me. She seemed awfully anxious to get started but then, I’d never been fucked by a girl before so it wasn’t like I had anything to compare against.

“Now didn’t I warn you that I was going to fuck you Kelly?” she giggled as she lined up the flesh-colored dildo with my waiting pussy. She rubbed it up and down between my wet pussy lips, lubricating it with my pussy juices and rubbing my clit with it at the same time. I tried to imagine it was a real dick, like my dad’s, trying to enter into me.

“Here it comes bitch,” she taunted me as she pushed the dildo into me. She was merciless, driving it deeper into me as soon as she pushed it past the head. Once it was in me, she started stroking it in and out of me like a guy was fucking me.

“Oh god, fuck me Kristen,” I sighed as she pushed it in and out of me. I wasn’t too sure what SHE was getting out of it other than knowing she was making me feel good. In any case, who cared? I felt good and at the moment, that’s what counted. Kristen started to smack my ass with the flat palm of her hand, making more noise than pain at first.