Chapter 5: My Cousin Kristen Joins In

Talk about timing ... at that moment there was a soft knock on the door. My dad just ignored it, assuming he even heard it in the first place given how lightly the person was knocking and the way he was concentrating so intensely on what he was doing to me right then.

“Daddy, you need to answer the door.”

“Not now, they can come back later.”

“Daddy, you NEED to answer the door,” I said a little more strongly this time.

He suddenly stopped his strokes in and out of me and was motionless with his dick buried deep inside of me. Then he looked at me with a curious face and then he smiled as he started to figure out what was going on.

“Is that who I think it is?”

Actually, I wasn’t sure WHO he thought it might me. There was a case for it being my Aunt Linda since they were now living together as lovers. Perhaps he thought it more likely that it would be my cousin Kristen as she and I had already teamed up in the past to invade his office for a quick fuck. Then again, maybe he was thinking I was surprising him with a visit from his youngest niece, He HAD mentioned how long it had been since he had fucked Tammy so maybe he was thinking I had arranged for something special on his birthday. I was actually afraid to ask who he thought it was out of fear that he might mention the wrong person, disappointing everyone involved in the process.

“Well, why not just find out for yourself?”

My dad grinned and he leaned back which had the effect of pulling his dick out of me. God, I felt so empty all of a sudden! For just a moment I was tempted to tell him to forget about whoever was at the door and put his hard cock back in me. However, before I could say anything he set my legs down and headed for the door. He must have been pretty confident as to who it was as he didn’t bother putting his pants back on. It seemed actually a little funny to watch him walking to the door with his shirt and tie still on along with his dark socks, his engorged dick pocking out from between the shirt tails.

For a moment I panicked. I certainly HOPED it was who I thought was at the door!

Standing back behind the door just to be sure, my dad unlocked it and cracked it open. Seeing who it was, he grinned broadly and stepped back to let the door open and in walked my fun-loving cousin Kristen. My dad quickly shut and locked the door behind her.

“Happy birthday Uncle John!” she giggled as she glanced down and saw his dick poking out at her, “Mmmmmmm, looks like I’m the one getting a present though!”

Before my dad or I could say anything, she dipped down, bending her knees and taking my dad’s dick in her mouth so quickly he didn’t have time to react. She took it in deep and then took it in and out a few times before releasing it and holding it in her little hand as she stood up straight again.

“Mmmmmmm, you’ve been fucking Kelly, I can tell,” she giggled, wiping her mouth with the back of her other hand, “I’d recognize my cousin’s pussy anywhere.”

Of course, seeing me laying back on the couch with my legs spread and my pussy wide open would have probably tipped her off in any case, but it was just like Kristen to even think of saying such a thing. If there was one thing you could count on when Kristen was involved, it would be fun and entertaining. No doubt that was a large part of the reason she was so successful as a hooker. Her youthful looks and perky personality didn’t hurt either I am sure.

Thankfully, at least so far as I am concerned, she “retired” from the prostitution business a few months ago but that didn’t mean she was just as horny and looking for sex as ever. The only issue I had with her was her taste in men - or should I say boys.

For me, nothing compared to the thrill of an older husband cheating on his wife with me for the first time. If anything, I preferred them to be older as they were typically hornier and more anxious to please me. In addition, the longer they’d been married the more discretion they had and the more satisfying it was to have them choose me to be the first one they cheated on after so many years of faithful marriage.

Kristen, on the other hand, had tastes quite the opposite from mine. Sure, as a hooker she had sex with most every male type in the book, but that was for money, not fun. On her own, for her own personal pleasure, Kristen liked the boys and the younger the better. Once they had their high school diplomas, it was like she lost interest in them. Even better was if they were barely even in high school, or maybe even in 7th or 8th grade. I suppose when she was in her teens it wasn’t so bad but now she was 22 and the age differential was getting larger every year. Sooner or later I knew she was going to have to adjust her ways but for the time being, it was like talking to a blank wall whenever I broached the subject.

One exception Kristen made when it came to her “no old guys” rule was my dad. As her uncle, she had first let him fuck her when she was sixteen and I was away for my first year in college. You could say she substituted for me while I was gone, even if I didn’t find out about it until the following summer break. Since then I knew he still fucked her occasionally - what man in his right mind wouldn’t if he had the chance? Kristen may be 22 now but she looked more like she was at most 18, with the most perfect perky B-cup breasts and incredible legs. Everywhere she went, guys looked at her first and while over the years I’ve grown accustomed to it, it still irks me at times despite my best intentions!