A bit of Christmas Candy
By: Mark Singer
It was unseasonably warm here in the northeast, especially for the middle of December. Whereas normally, we'd have snowdrifts and below zero temperatures, for some reason this year, we had day after sunny day with temps in the sixties and even the high seventies on occasion. Someone had mentioned something about the "Arctic Oscillation" being in a positive tilt, which was truly something that I cared very little about hearing... Rather than the cause, I was more immersed in enjoying the effect. No snow shoveling, no heavy clothes, and actually more sunny days in a row than we experienced during many summers!Anyway...it was warm. And it was during this wonderfully tilted Arctic Oscillation that we were gearing up for a Christmas reunion with my uncle and cousin from Hawaii. It was with a mixture of excitement and trepidation that I counted off the days, but when the time came around to pick them up at the airport, my mom, dad, older brother and I all piled into the van to make the long trip...
When I first saw Candi at the airport, I was truly amazed. It had been close to seven years since I'd seen my cousin. She and my uncle lived in Hawaii and the rest of my family lived, for the most part, in the northeast. This Christmas reunion had been in the planning stages for months and for all of those months I'd been reluctant to participate. I had friends and plans of my own and it was the Christmas break, for christ's sake! What I really wanted to be doing was spending as much time as humanly possible with my girlfriend, Meg. In addition, most of the people constituting my 'family' were of the type that held no interest for me at that time. Call it growing angst or whatever, but I had my own life to live. But that all changed that day at the airport...
Since I was with my parents, and the rest of my family, I had to actually concentrate on keeping my mouth from dropping open when I saw Candi walking down the concourse beside her father. I was probably in the fifth grade the last time I'd seen her, but I recalled her as having short, uncontrollable, mousy-brown hair, coke-bottle glasses and long spindly legs that looked like toothpicks. She was a year younger than I, so naturally, at that time, I didn't have the time of day to give her. I was entirely engrossed in Hot Wheels and skateboards and, even thought she relentlessly tried to butt in, I was relentless in my attempts at rebuffing her. I noticed my uncle John first. I was more familiar with him since he periodically stopped in our neck of the woods when he was in the area on business. His wife had died in a tragic Vegas tour bus crash before he'd moved with Candi to Hawaii. It took him a long time to recover, but supposedly was doing quite well on his own now. Tall and muscular, with long blond hair, he was the sort of person that one does not miss. With his powerful, heartfelt smile, he was an easy target to pick out. And the long red, 'elf' hat on his head wasn't exactly a disguise... But my eyes opened wide when I realized that the young woman walking next to him was Candi, and my mouth dropped open for the first time that day. In a word, she was drop dead gorgeous. (:))
Candi was only a few inches shorter than her father, with matching deep blue eyes and long-to-her-waist hair that was now deeply sun streaked with wide, flowing blond panels. She was grinning broadly as she strutted beside her father, her stride matching his easily since her legs seemed to go on forever. She exuded the island mystique with open strap sandals on her feet and light tan, low-waisted shorts that accented her deep tan and showed her belly button nicely. The fact that she was wearing shorts at all was quite a surprise, but obviously they'd been made aware of our unusual weather. And, in fact, my dad and I were both wearing shorts today, as if to say to the Hawaii folks that we had a little warmth here too! Okay, so we were suffering just a bit when the wind blew, but we really didn't care... We grinned at each other as we braved the 'mild' temps...
Anyway, Candi's shorts weren't too short to appear indiscrete, but they accented her perfect ass wonderfully. On the other hand, the cotton, button-front t-shirt she wore was damn close to indiscrete. It hugged her curves gracefully, but also accented her wonderfully noticeable nipples as she walked towards us. It may have been warm for us but, compared to Hawaii, I'm sure the two of them were now thinking twice about their choice of clothing. I really didn't care. I was enjoying the results of the chill of my cousin's breasts... I lost the battle I was fighting almost immediately and sensed, rather than willed, my eyes to drop to her tits. They swayed and jiggled so deliciously I had to stifle the groan that began in my belly. And the three inches of her exposed belly looked muscular and tanned like the rest of her.
I watched as if she were moving in slow motion, my eyes wide and my mouth open. When I saw her meet my gaze and smile, I nearly melted into the concourse carpeting. Her smile grew as her eyes met mine and she waved excitedly. I tried with all my might to keep my eyes on hers, but it was a hopeless battle as they slowly moved lower, again sweeping over her body. In my slow motion view, I watched her breasts swing and bounce in time with her steps and I felt my cock beginning to swell in my loose shorts. I had to force myself to tear my eyes up and away as they walked up to stand in front of us. I had no underwear on, and it wouldn't be a good thing to greet my cousin with a tent in my shorts. Thankfully, I was able to will the swelling away. For now...
The perfunctory greetings were shared between all present and, for a brief moment, I kicked my own ass back into reality mode, shaking hands and giving my younger cousin a proper "cousinly" hug and kiss. Stepping away though, I saw a devilish look in her eyes that made my heart skip a beat. She'd obviously seen my reaction to her appearance and was pleased. I had a feeling that it wouldn't be the last time I saw that look...
After the necessary wait for luggage and awkward conversations, to say nothing of the new, more stringent security measures in the luggage area, we all piled into my parents new van. My dad and his brother sat up front, laughing and joking around like teenagers. My mom and older brother Bob sat in the middle row, and I was lucky enough to be relegated to the rear seat with Candi. She grinned at me as she fastened her seatbelt, and we took off towards our town, which was nearly an hour from the airport. During the trip, we all tried to talk together, but as everyone knows, that is nearly impossible inside a moving vehicle. Eventually, conversations settled into their own little cells...my dad and Uncle John talking in the front, my mom and brother pretty much dozing off, and Candi and I sitting in the back....
I spent a lot of time avoiding eye contact, nervously staring out of my window as the tires hummed below us. But, as I was soon to learn was her penchant, Candi took the initiative, instigating conversation by asking about a particular landmark or commenting on something or other. Forced to respond politely, I found my attention ultimately returning to her. I had to seriously concentrate on keeping my eyes fixed on hers...a plight that seemed to amuse her. Whenever her eyes would return to her own window, I let my eyes move over her body. Her seatbelt settled wonderfully between her tits, pulling tightly against her chest and pulling her t-shirt closer. I found myself staring at her tits and her very prominent nipples. I wondered if they were always that hard, or if it was the cooler temperatures...and truly wondered what they would look like exposed... Again, I felt my cock growing inside my shorts and turned my attention back to my own window. Candi, though, continued to interrupt my attempts to behave. Each time my silence extended beyond her acceptable limit, she would make another request or comment, drawing my attention back to her.
She had asked me about some grain silo or something and I turned to respond. She was smiling slightly and looking out of her own window, her head turned away from me. She pointed out the window at something ahead of us, and I was required to lean towards her to see just what she was referring to. The heady smell of her perfume caused the blood to flow ever swifter to my growing cock as I began to answer her question, then my voice unconsciously trailed off as my eyes returned to her breasts... I didn't recall the top three buttons of her shirt being undone before... I'm certain I would have noticed, given the attention I'd paid to her tits. But maybe it was just the closeness...maybe the angle...maybe the way the seatbelt settled between her breasts... Who cares...? The bottom line was that at the moment, the glorious swells of naked breasts greeted my eyes. The only thing holding her shirt closed was the tight seatbelt, but it appeared to me that she'd even moved that lower. My words stopped in my throat and I simply stared...
Ten or fifteen seconds must have passed...Candi staring out the window and me staring down her shirt. I could see the tan lines on her tits and if she'd leaned even slightly forward, I could have seen her nipple. My cock was now a rock-hard pipe in my shorts, tenting up obscenely as I stared at my cousin's tits. I tried to be nonchalant as I reached into the back for a pillow and placed it in my lap. Candi continued to stare out her side of the van as her lips curled into a smile. She must have known that I was looking at her and that only made my cock harder. I stopped even the pretense of conversation, looking into the front of the van to make sure everyone was occupied, then back at Candi as she turned to face me with that playful 'look' I'd seen earlier.
"So...I'm guessing it's another grain silo... Right, Ted?" , she said, innocently.
I tried to smile as I nodded to her. "Uh-huh...just like the last ones... We've got a lot of silos around here." My heart was beating hard inside my chest because it was so damn obvious that all the conversation she was trying to create was meant to draw my attention to her. And it was also obvious that she knew that I knew that she knew, etc. Her grin reaffirmed my feelings, and then my heart stopped as I watched her stretch her hands behind her neck... surreptitiously stretching and yawning...
"It is soooo good to be off that cramped plane!!", she yawned.
Her breasts swelled out against the cotton fabric of her shirt and, to this day, I swear I saw a hint of aureole. I simply stared...trying desperately not to shoot off inside my shorts... when Candi turned her head to me. She held her pose as a huge smile spread over her beautiful face.
"You have some great views around here..." she said, slowly letting her arms fall to her sides. Her eyes met mine as her smile grew even wider.
"Uh...yeah...I guess so..." I stammered, "I've...uh...never taken the time to look so closely before..." She grinned, seemingly pleased that I was understanding the direction of her conversations....
"Even though it's put Aunt Claire and Bob to sleep..." She grinned again as she motioned me to look into the middle seat. My mom and brother were fast asleep, their heads lolling against the seat backs in time to the movement of the van. Candi grinned again and put her finger to her lips.
"It's been quite a while, hasn't it?", she whispered. I returned her smile and nodded my head.
"A long time, Candi..." I replied, "You've sure grown up a lot. Last time I saw you, you were just a gangly, pain-in-the-ass kid who kept wanting to play with my skateboard! Now you're...you're..." Again, my words withered on my tongue, which seemed to please Candi greatly. She smiled and leaned back into her seat, her hands in her lap as she looked me over. Her lips curled upwards as her eyes paused for just a moment at the bulge along the loose leg of my shorts, before returning to mine.
"And you've grown quite a bit too, Ted..." she said, making sure her double entendre was not lost on me. "I mean you must work out quite a bit, huh?"
I truly didn't know how much of this I could stand, but I did my best to remain 'proper', just in case it turned out that I was mistaken about the meaning of all this banter and teasing. Self-doubt had me wondering if maybe I was just lost in my own fantasy.
"Nah..." I replied, "I used to, but it was hard finding the time. I guess I'm just pretty active. I still skateboard quite a bit. I came in forth in the regional X-Games last summer. I probably would have done better but I took a pretty nasty fall in the last heat. I got a wicked scar on my thigh instead of a trophy..." Candi gave me her best "I'm impressed" look, then smiled sincerely.
"You'll have to show me sometime..." she said with a chuckle. "Actually Meg told me all about the games. She and I have been e-mailing each other since I found her address last year. She says you two are a pretty hot item this summer..."
I actually felt my face flushing and turning red at the mention of my girlfriend's name. I had no idea that she and Candi had been in communication, and the thoughts that I was thinking right then about Candi created some instant 'guilt'... We used to all be 'close' when we were kids, but I'd only 're-met' Meg about two years ago when her family moved back to our town. She had also magically transformed over the years and we'd started dating at the end of senior year. And for the past few months, they had, as Candi put it, become a 'pretty hot item'... I wondered just how much Meg had shared with my cousin, but resigned myself to the fact that I would probably find out soon enough. As soon as it came on me, my guilt left me, and my mind returned to the fantasy at hand...
"Yeah...Meg and I have been having some fun this summer." I said, trying to keep the conversation going. My mind though, was going a million miles an hour. If Candi and Meg had been interacting through the internet, just what had they been conversing about?? Just how close had these two gotten over the past little while? As Candi turned her head to look out her window once more, I leaned back and let my eyes travel slowly over her body. My cock was still hard in my shorts, pumping blood into my memory banks as I thought of my girlfriend... And the slow, even rocking of the van as it traveled down the highway seemed to hypnotize me...making my eyelids heavy as I stared at my cousin...
When I first ran into Meg at school, after a lot of years, I have to admit that I was intrigued immediately. It's not like I was blown away, like I was when I saw Candi. The 'change' wasn't that great. At first, getting to know Meg was 'comfortable'... She was an old friend, whom I knew, and who knew me. In high school, no matter what you say, that's a very comfortable situation. Bottom line, it was a very good thing to run into Meg then. And, as our friendship grew, so did my awareness of the sexy subtleties that surrounded her.
Meg was not a knockout, in the classical sense. But what Meg had was the 'attitude'. The ability to carry herself in such a way that transcended her lack of classical beauty. God, listen to me! I sound so sexist! Don't misunderstand me. Meg...absolutely....knocks me to my knees. She is the sexiest girl I've ever known. The most intense, knowledgeable eyes I've ever seen. With an incredibly sexy smile that is pure Sheryl Crow. And her body is as close to perfection as I can imagine.
It had actually been Meg who had instigated things. She was the one who asked me out on our first real date, and she'd done everything in her power to get me hooked. And boy, did I get hooked quickly! Meg had a way of teasing a guy that, looking back on it now, was a talent the belied her age. The girl was simply a natural at saying and doing just the right things, in just the right way, to drive a guy crazy. And that, combined with the fact that she gave me an incredibly erotic, slow hand-job on our very first date had hooked me completely. Her simple love of sex, for the simple love of pleasure was a wonderful thing.
My first date with Meg started out pretty tame. Just a movie at a mini mall and pizza afterwards. Even our conversations were docile, about school and friends and such. But there was something about the way she laughed...the way she smiled just the right way...her playful side was very evident.
Anyway, after the pizza, I figured I would simply take her home and head home myself for another evening of video games and cruising the Internet, but Meg suggested we take a ride through Grant Park. Grant Park is the main park in our town, with trees and two lakes and a series of roads that run through it. It's quite busy during the day, but at night it's populated mainly by kids looking for a private place to be alone. So, her suggestion came as a pleasant surprise to me. All through the evening, Meg had shown no signs of being overly attracted to me, so my heart began to beat a little faster as she slid across the front seat to sit closer to me. And my apprehension must have been obvious, for she looked up at me and smiled reassuringly.
"Is this okay with you?", she asked in a hushed tone. I kept my eyes on the road as I drove slowly through the park, but nodded my head as I smiled back.
"Actually I like it, Meg..." I replied, putting my arm around her shoulder. "I've been kind of hoping we could do this someday..." Her smile grew and she leaned closer to me, letting her head rest on my shoulder.
"Me too, Ted. The movie was nice and all... and the pizza was great, but I was kinda hoping we'd end up here tonight... I've liked you for a really long time..." She had to have felt my entire body tense up when I felt her hand move softly onto my thigh. I still kept my eyes on the road, but my mind was totally focused on her hand on my leg. I heard her sigh as she cuddled closer, her fingers moving sensuously on my thigh. I stifled a moan as she moved past the half way point and my cock immediately went to full staff. I wondered if she was simply teasing me, but at that point I really didn't care. And if she were indeed teasing, she was doing so in a serious way as her hand moved steadily higher, stopping just below my now throbbing balls.
"And is this okay with you, Ted?" she breathed, her fingers just barely moving on my thigh. I released a huge lungful of air, trying to relax, and settled further into my seat.
"That feels great, Meg...way great..." I was nearly panting as I tried to form the words. I quickly glanced down at her to see her smiling up at me. Then her hand moved higher...lightly teasing my balls, then higher yet to cover my raging hard-on. "Is this okay...?" she whispered, her fingers teasing me. She wasn't looking for an answer...
We moaned in unison as Meg's fingers closed around my cock, squeezing it lightly and caressing it from the tip to the base, then back again. Her touch was exquisite...just the perfect about of teasing pressure to drive me crazy, and with a level of confidence that told me she may have done this before...
"Just keep driving slow..." Meg breathed, "And let me do this..." Her fingers moved up to find my belt and she quickly undid the buckle. Without missing a beat, she undid the button of my pants and pinched her fingers on the tab of my zipper. "I've been thinking about this all night..." she panted, pulling my zipper down. I rarely wear underwear, and tonight was no exception. My hard cock sprang out, throbbing hotly against her hand as she drew my zipper all the way down. I looked down to see her staring at my cock as her fingers curled around it. "Actually, I've been thinking about this for a long, long time..."
"Mmmm...I love this..." Meg sighed as she slowly began to stroke me. "Just drive Ted....and let me do this... I want to make you come... see you come...Is that okay...?" I groaned out loud and tried to keep the car on the road as I drove slowly around the park. Even the way she kept asking if this was 'okay' was incredibly sexy, since the condition of my cock was an obvious indicator of my 'acceptance... Meg's hand on my cock felt incredible as she slowly tortured my cock. Her touch was light...like a sticky-legged butterfly running up and down my shaft. She would grasp me tight, jerking me off with her fingers tight, then loosen them, teasing my cock with just the tips of her fingers, until I beggingly raised my hips off the seat, urging her to pump me again. I was in Nirvana, Heaven and Valhalla....all at the same time.
"God, Ted...you have a great cock..." she hissed, stroking me slowly. "It's so hard..." I felt her free hand move up to work on the buttons of my shirt. She didn't miss a stroke as she unbuttoned it all the way and pulled the tails from my open pants. "I like to watch it..." she whispered softly...
"Don't think I do this with everyone..." she breathed as she teased my cock, "But I've been dreaming of this for sooo long...."
I grunted and continued my serious attempt not to get us both into a car accident. "Meg..." I moaned, "If you keep that up, I'm gonna come..."
Meg giggled and raised her head up to lick wetly along my cheek as her hand gripped my cock firmly. She began to stroke me faster... "That's what I want, silly.... I don't want you to hold back...please.."
"Come for me, Ted...." She hissed, "I want to see you come... I want to see your hard cock shoot off for me..." Her hand began to slide up and down my cock faster and faster. As before, the pressure of her fingers was exquisite... just the perfect amount.... I could feel the cum building to the bursting point in my balls...then racing up my shaft... flying from my expanded cockhead and spraying mightily over Meg's fingers and onto my belly. Again and again I shot off, and each time Meg would 'ooo' and 'aahh' as her hand ran wetly up and down my cock. I was driving about four miles an hour as Meg jerked me off and milked the cum from my balls. Any faster would have caused me to lose control of the car. Finally, I could take no more and I pulled to the side of the road, leaning back in my seat and panting like a marathon runner and shaking like a leaf. Meg looked up at me with a huge grin on her face.
"God, Ted....! That was so hot!" , she breathed as she continued to stroke me. Her cum-covered hand was making wet, sloppy noises as it slid up and down my cock. "I knew you would come a lot...I just knew it..." She looked down into my lap and my eyes followed hers. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched her left hand move over my belly...sliding through the thick pools of cum, then sliding down to my cock. She sighed as she wrapped both hands around my shaft and slowly smeared the cum over it.
"And you're still so hard..." she whispered, looking up at me again. "I guess you enjoyed that didn't you?" I tried to smile as I nodded my head enthusiastically. She grinned and squeezed my cock just right. "And you thought I was still just ol' prim and proper Meg....didn't you?"
I took a deep breath and ran my fingers through her hair. It was hard to believe that this was the same "ol' Meg" that I'd grown up with, all right. Suddenly, as if by magic, her totally selfless act of masturbation had transformed her into a sexy goddess. The gleam in her eyes, the slight upturned lips when she smiled...all these things took on a whole new meaning now. And the fact that she was so calm and open about just having jerked me off was a major turn-on for me.
"Well..." I croaked, "I've gotta say that you surprised me, Meg..." I was trying to sound cool, but Meg looked up at me and we both cracked up laughing. She leaned up and kissed me, keeping her hands on my cock, then looked down again as she stroked me.
"Yeah...well... I learned to do that when I was living in Baltimore." Meg said as her hands moved slowly up and down my still hard cock. "Mom said I was running with a 'fast crowd' and she didn't like it, but it was just the right speed for me. I mean, I still haven't really gone all the way with a guy, but it's such a turn-on to watch a guy come..." She looked up at me and grinned. "But, you know...every time I'd jerk a guy off, I'd be thinking of your cock in my hands...you know? Does that weird you out? I mean I've just always had this fantasy..." She looked up at me shyly. "And you come a lot, Ted! I mean, look at it all!" Her eyes dropped again as she worked my cum through her fingers and around my cock. "And the smell...mmmm...I love the smell of cum..." I moaned as she brought one hand to her face and inhaled deeply, then looked up at me. She could tell by the look on my face that she was driving me crazy and she gave me that sexy grin once more as she returned her hand to my cock.
"So....I take it you enjoyed that, huh?" she asked, still fishing for an answer.
"That was incredible, Meg..." I said shakily. "Absolutely incredible! That was the best handjob I've ever had in my life! Uh...not that I've gotten a lot of them..." I saw her smile as she continued to play with me. "I mean, I've made out with some of the girls in school... But never anyone like you, Meg... You're so...so...fun about it!" It wasn't the right word, but that didn't seem to matter. Meg knew what I was trying to say.
"It IS fun..." she chuckled. "Everything about it. I like watching it get long and hard... I like the hot feeling in my hand...I LOVE it when it's all wet and slippery... and I LOVE to watch it shoot off... it's such a turn-on!" She was making me nuts and I could feel my balls beginning to tingle again. I hadn't gone down a bit, what with Meg's words and her talented hands. My cock tensed, throbbing in her hands and Meg looked up at me with a huge smile as her hands began to move up and down faster.
"This is way hot, Ted..." she breathed, "You're ready again, aren't you?" I nodded my head, leaning back again. "Wow..." Meg sighed.
She used both hands this time, moving steadily up and down. Her left hand teased my cockhead between her thumb and forefinger, while her right just milked me like a cow. Whoever she'd been running with in Baltimore had certainly taught her well. I groaned and closed my eyes, feeling the cum building in my balls as she worked to bring me off. My cockhead was incredibly sensitive, and my whole cock would expand in her fingers each time she teased it.
Meg was moaning lightly...low in her throat... as she concentrated on my cock. I couldn't believe how much she was truly enjoying playing with me, but she obviously was. And, once again, her expert manipulation was filling my balls to bursting. "Aaaaahhhh..." I moaned as I felt my balls suddenly tighten and send my seed shooting through my shaft. Meg squeeled with delight as my cum sailed from my cockhead in a strong, low arc...splashing against my chest and belly. She continued using both hands as I bucked again and again, re-coating her fingers with fresh semen. Meg kept repeating: "Yes...yes...yesss..." each time I shot...as if this was the best thing she'd ever seen. Maybe it was...
"You know, Ted..." Meg whispered, " I'll do this for you anytime you want..." She was leaning back in the front seat, still stroking my slick cock as she grinned up at me. "I mean...just call me if you're a little horny and I'll meet you...or come over...and I'll jerk you off...okay...?" I stared at her in disbelief, but then a wide grin split my face. I was beginning to think that I'd just re-met the love of my life. I was always looking for the best night of my life... It was certainly the best night of my life! So far...
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I awoke from my dream slowly. The jostling of the van had rocked me back to reality as my dad pulled onto the long dirt road to our house. I yawned as the recollection of where I was came into my conscious mind. My mom and brother appeared to still be fast asleep in the seat in front of me, and my dad and uncle were talking and laughing in the front. Then I remembered Candi and in a flash, I was wide awake. I turned my head and saw her grinning broadly over at me.
"How was your nap...?" Candi whispered with a chuckle. She was leaning back in her seat, and turned slightly towards me with her arms folded under her breasts, holding the thin cotton tightly against them. I couldn't stop my eyes from dropping to her tits before I was able to pull them away. Candi was still smiling though...
"Uh...okay, I guess..." I croaked, clearing my throat, "I must have dozed off, huh?"
"I guess I was boring you..." Candi said sexily, holding her pose. "But it must have been a fun dream..." She grinned and her eyes dropped to my shorts. Just for a second before she looked back at me, but enough to give me her meaning. I quickly looked down to see that I'd let the pillow slip from my lap while I was sleeping. My hard-on was tenting the loose leg of my shorts, and I must have shifted during my nap because my cockhead was now poking out from the bottom. The tip was wet with pre-cum, reflecting the warm afternoon sun. I quickly sat up, making my cockhead disappear, and reaching down for the pillow on the floor. I sheepishly returned it to my lap and cleared my throat once again.
"Uhhh....yeah.... uh...sorry about that..." I stammered, looking from Candi to the window, then back. Her grin widened as she uncrossed her arms and shook her head.
"No reason to be sorry..." she smiled, "I love a good dream..." Her tongue poked out, just slightly, and touched her upper lip. Her eyes dropped to the pillow in my lap and she took a deep breath, releasing it then as if to say "Oh well..." When the house came into view in the distance, Candi once again made my heart begin to pound as she smiled, almost to herself, and slowly buttoned those top three buttons on her t-shirt...
"It's getting a little chilly..." she said softly as she grinned at me. She was making it quite obvious that those buttons hadn't come undone by accident and I nearly had to fight to simply breathe!
My heart was pounding and my mind was going in a thousand different directions as we neared the house. The Christmas decorations seemed oddly out of place, what with no snow and all... I stared out the window, once again attempting to will my hard-on away. It also wouldn't be a good idea to step out of the van in front of mom and dad with a hard-on. Especially after riding with my cousin... Luckilly for me, the thought of how embarrassing that would be forced my hard-on to subside slightly as we pulled up in front of the house. At least it was down to a point where I could hide it.
As we pulled to a stop, all the doors flew open and the family began to disembark. Candi got up, half leaning over the middle seat as my dad woke my mom and brother up. Her shorts were pulled tight over her ass as she leaned and I had to fight my cock once again. Hell, it was in my face, just about, and I now had a good feeling that Candi was purposefully teasing me. I couldn't help letting my eyes roam over her tight cheeks. There wasn't even a hint of panty lines and I imagined just how sweet she'd look with thongs on. It was all I could do not to reach out and run the palm of my hand over that fine ass, but again, I had to control my urge. And try to control my cock, which was growing again. I forced myself to look out the window, thinking chaste, Christmassy thoughts, until I heard movement and knew that Candi had gotten out. I stepped out of the van, stretching my arms over my head as I watched Candi's eyes drop to my crotch. It was as if she was checking for results... She smiled and turned to the house, walking up the steps with my mom and dad and her father, as Bob and I struggled with the luggage.
"Damn!" Bob said in a whisper, "Little Candi is looking pretty good, isn't she, bro?" I smiled and nodded my agreement as we both watched her climb the steps, but at the same time, I was actually wrestling with a bit of jealousy at my brother's comment. How weird is that, I thought. I shrugged my shoulders and concentrated on schlepping the luggage into the house and upstairs to their rooms. Candi was staying in my room, and I'd been relegated to spending the next two weeks with Bob on a fold-out couch in his room. As I set her bags down next to the bed, I looked out the windows facing the back yard. I smiled to myself as I opened the blinds fully, wondering if Candi would think to close them at night. It would be a wonderful view from the back hill, I knew...
The rest of the afternoon was fairly boring. A lot of conversation and a lot of activity as we prepared for the night's family dinner. My mom and Candi were pretty busy getting the food together, while my dad, uncle and brother drank a bunch of beer and re-arranged furniture on the big deck we have on the back of the house. They were planning on getting a Christmas tree in the morning and most of the conversation centered around the best part of the property to search in. I was helping, of course, but my mind was more focused on getting in touch with Meg. The dreamy recollections of our first date, combined with Candi's incredible teasing had made me horny enough to look at the cat in a different way... I was really hoping to find out if Meg was going to be able to make it to the dinner tonight so we could slip away somewhere. I was in desperate need of one of her wonderful hand-jobs... I'd invited her to join us for dinner tonight, but she hadn't been sure if she'd be able to make it or not. And now, every time I'd try to call, her line was busy. I was getting more and more frustrated by the minute.
And Candi wasn't helping to quell my needs. She had changed her outfit to a short, ivory colored skirt and a white, man's type, button down shirt. Her blond streaked hair flowed sexily over her shoulders and back and the three inch heels on her open-toed sandals made the muscles in her legs ripple as she walked. She was an incredible sight, especially as the sun slowly set and the soft lighting of the deck lights came on. I found myself staring at her, even as I continued to try to get in touch with Meg. It was as if she'd cast a spell over me. And she would smile each time she turned to catch me staring, as if she was glad that I was...
Dinner finally came and went, with me still unable to get hold of Meg. By now everyone had a pretty good buzz going, with the exception of Candi and I. The temperatures had dropped a bit, to the point where it was almost chilly, but no one seemed to notice. And I was intent on keeping my shorts on at least as long as our guests from Hawaii. If they could take it, so could I! My inability to get in touch with Meg had me feeling pretty dejected, and my horniness only grew as I continued to sneak glances at my cousin. Her skirt rode up deliciously on her legs whenever she'd sit and I made sure to position myself for the best view. Whenever our eyes would meet she would smile at me, although not too obviously, and we both did our best to keep up with the adult's conversations.
It was about nine o'clock, and I was on the phone again, still trying to reach Meg, when Candi came in from the patio. I was feeling tired and didn't really care as I simply let my eyes move up and down her body as I held the phone to my ear, listening to the busy signal. She smiled at me as she walked slowly towards me and once again I saw her tongue poke out against her upper lip. This time, though, she held it there, lightly licking her lip as she got closer. By now, I was ready to play her game and didn't even try to hide my lustful glances. I let my gaze run from her sandals to her eyes, pausing in all the right places, then hung up the phone when I heard the busy signal for the hundredth time that night. I looked into Candi's eyes and grinned.
"So...how you doing, cousin?" I said, leaning back against the counter. Candi looked up at me with smoldering eyes.
"I'm bored..." she sighed, "Everyone is pretty toasted out there, you know?" She leaned her hip into the counter and smiled. "Still can't get hold of Meg, huh?"
I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders. "Probably out on a date with some new guy..." I said, half-kiddingly. I was really beginning to wonder. Candi laughed and shook her finger at me.
"Now don't go there, Ted...That's the last place Meg would be. She told me she was having too much fun with you..." Her eyes were teasing and I was intrigued. I was also very interested in seeing just where this banter was going to lead.
"Hmmm...and what else has Meg told you?" I asked, my eyes dancing over her face. Candi grinned and leaned back, putting one hand behind her on the counter and turning slightly. Her position caused the blouse she was wearing to pull tighter against her breasts, showing me just a hint of her hard nipple. I rested my eyes there for a moment, being a little more obvious, before smiling back at her.
"What would you think if I told you that Meg's told me everything...?" Candi whispered, looking deep into my eyes. I stared back as my mind whirled around.
"Hmmm....well, I'd think that 'everything' is a very long list..." I replied, wondering where this was headed. Candi smiled and again licked her lip in that maddening way. She leaned a little closer to me and grinned.
"Yeah, well...'long' is one thing she mentioned..." she whispered before leaning back again. My eyes grew wide as I realized what she'd just said. I began to wonder if my own horniness had caused my hearing to fail, but Candi dispelled that doubt when she leaned forward again, this time pressing her chin against my shoulder. "And very thick..." She kept her chin against my shoulder and turned her eyes upwards. "And very, very hard..."
My heart began to pound as hard as it had before and I could feel sweat forming on my forehead. My cock began to harden in my shorts as Candi continued to stare into my eyes. I couldn't believe that my cousin was coming on to me, but after being teased all day, I was in no mood to put up much of a fight. She grinned at the shocked look on my face, then leaned back again, putting both hands behind her on the counter. "Does that make you think she told me everything...?" she asked innocently. I stared and nodded, making her smile again. Then, as I watched her, she brought a hand to her waist, slowly moving it over her belly before pausing at the waist of her skirt. She toyed with the button there, all the while keeping her eyes on me, then her fingers disappeared just inside the waistband, re-emerging with a thick joint rolled in yellow paper. I watched, as if in a trance.
"Do you want to go out and help me smoke this thing?" she said with an evil grin. I grinned with relief and nodded my head. I was nervous about flirting with my cousin in the kitchen of my house, especially with the whole family a few feet away on the back deck. "C'mon then..." Candi said, and turned to the side door. I followed her as she made her way to the gazebo on the side lot. She seemed to know the layout of the property fairly well, I thought, even though this was her first time here. I was sure she'd scoped things out earlier, for just such a moment as this.....
I followed Candi into the open gazebo and stopped when she half sat on the far railing. In the distance, we could hear the laughter of the ongoing party and we could clearly see the holiday colored lights from the deck. Candi smiled and lit the joint, inhaling deeply then handing it to me. I did the same, taking a deep pull and holding it in my lungs. Almost immediately, I could feel the heady effects of the pot and I knew that this was not common homegrown. I handed the joint back to Candi and was surprised to see her put it out, stashing the remainder in the rafters above her head, then turning back to me with a smile.
"One hit is good with this stuff..." she said. "I stole it from my dada..." She winked and leaned back on the railing. Her eyes were already heavily lidded, making her look even more sexy to me. And, as the pot's effects washed over me, I slowly sank into one of the lounge chairs, leaning back and looking at Candi. I found myself reliving this first day with my cousin, from the first glance, to the van ride home and everything else. She was staring off into the woods and I let my eyes move over every inch of her body. One leg was cocked slightly, and both of her hands rested on the railing behind her. The light and shadow highlighted every curve and bump as if we were both in a dream. My cock began to grow in my shorts, and this time I let it do it's thing... Thoughts of Meg...and what she could do...mingled with fantasies of Candi and what I wished she would do... I let my mind wander and flow as my cock grew harder and harder. Then, as if she could hear my mind, Candi turned to me with a sexy smile. We were about six feet apart, but I could smell her perfume like she was in my arms. I continued to stare at her body and she grinned as she let her eyes move over mine. Her smile grew as her eyes settled on the bulge in my shorts. I wondered if she could see my cock up the leg, but really didn't care. She'd made it obvious that the sight of my hard-on didn't bother her, so I relaxed, stretching my hands behind my head and letting my knees separate slightly.
Candi continued to smile as she openly stared at my crotch. I could feel the cool breeze on my cockhead, especially when a droplet of pre-come poured from the tip. I watched Candi's tongue poke out again and, in my pot-induced haze, I wondered if she gave head. My cock throbbed as I imagined her on her knees licking and sucking my cock. Meg hadn't given me a blow job yet, but she'd been teasing me with the possibility for the last couple of weeks. Not that I was complaining, mind you. Her handjobs were magnificent and she would jerk me off at the drop of a hat. Hell, once when I was sick in bed with a cold, she'd stopped by to visit me and jerked me off with my mom right down the hall! She'd simply walked in, pulled a chair to the side of the bed and slipped her hand under the covers, getting me hard and stroking me off while carrying on a perfectly innocent conversation for my mom to hear. But right then, in the gazebo, I was thinking about my cousin on her knees licking my cock... The marijuana made all the sensations more exciting, but I also knew that I was not just dreaming about my cousin staring at my cock. Her gaze was very obvious and it seemed to me as if she was lost in her own fantasies at the moment... The thought was extremely exciting!
My eyes closed slightly as my mind jumped between Meg and Candi, and when I opened them again, I saw Candi still staring at my shorts. I looked down and could plainly see the head of my cock poking out from my shorts leg. Without even thinking, I reached down, resting my hand on my thigh and letting my middle finger run over my cockhead, smearing the leaking pre-come over it. I looked up when I heard Candi sigh and saw her eyes riveted on my hand. I smiled to myself through my mental haze and let my legs spread wider, causing my shorts to ride higher and exposing more of my cock to my cousin. I don't think I would have ever been this brave in any other situation, but the pot, and Candi's sensual teasing pushed me to the point of exhibitionism... I used my finger to coat my cockhead with pre-come, then looked up at her as I slipped the leg of my shorts higher, exposing half of my hard cock. I looked up as I heard her sigh, and I slipped two fingers under my shaft, resting my thumb on the head as I pulled it slightly upwards.
"Mmmm...." I heard Candi intone, "It is big....Meg said your cock was big, Ted..." She kept staring, her eyes following every movement of my fingers. "I like watching you play with it..." She was still leaning against the railing in front of me, her legs parted slightly, and I watched as she brought a hand up to her neck, rubbing it lightly, then caressing lower. I moaned as I watched her hand move over her breasts, squeezing them gently as she stared at my cock.
"I really enjoyed watching you dream today in the van..." she whispered, "You'll have to tell me about your dream later...It must have been really hot because you were very hard..." I smiled, keeping my eyes locked on her hand.
"I enjoyed watching you, too, Candi...from the moment you got off the plane..." Candi grinned at that and looked up at me for just a moment, before returning her eyes to my cock.
"Yeah? I saw you looking at my tits, and that turned me on a lot..." she whispered, "I was just hoping that my dad wouldn't catch you. 'Cause then he wouldn't have left you alone with me..." Her eyes again looked up into mine. "But you were pretty cool..." Her smile grew into a grin and her tongue poked out, running over her upper lip. "I'm really enjoying this, aren't you?"
I grinned and nodded. I thought it was very obvious just how much I was enjoying this. "I'm glad nobody caught me staring. It wasn't easy to look away, you know? You have great tits, Candi..." Again, she looked up and smiled, running her tongue wetly over her lips.
"Do you want to see them?" she asked, almost matter-of-factly. Her fingers moved to the uppermost button, toying with it for a moment before deftly undoing it. She continued to smile as she sensuously undid the buttons to her waist. She didn't open her blouse though. Instead, she slipped her hand inside, closing her fingers over her naked breast and sighing deeply. "Do you want to see my tits, Ted?" she repeated, staring at me. I nodded my head and wrapped my fingers around my now throbbing cockhead.
"Yeah...I do, Candi... I really do..."
Candi smiled as if she'd won a contest. "Then let me see your cock," she breathed. "Take it out of your shorts and show it to me..." She was almost panting now and so was I. I stared at her hand moving inside her blouse as my heart thumped. I moved my free hand to the button of my shorts and undid it, eliciting a low moan from Candi. I'd never been in this position and I must say that I was enjoying it immensely. I gripped the tab of my zipper, feeling a bit like a stripper as I slowly pulled it down... Candi sighed and pulled the tails of her blouse out from her skirt. Not all the way, but enough to blouse it out and loosen it. I stood up then, and stepped closer to her, holding my shorts up with one hand and continuing to tease my cock with the other. Candi and I looked into each other's eyes, as if giving a signal, and my eyes dropped to her chest as I let go of my shorts.
Candi released a lungful of air as she peeled her blouse back, revealing an absolutely perfect pair of tits. I guessed at maybe 32B's with nipples that stood out like perfect towers. I had to pull my shorts down because my hard-on was keeping them up, and when my cock slipped free from the shorts leg, it sprang up rigidly, bobbing in the cool air at a 45 degree angle. I don't think it's ever been as hard as it was right then! Candi stared at it, her tongue still licking her lip as her hands moved back to her tits, cupping and squeezing them, then holding them up as if presenting an offering. My mouth went dry as I watched her fondle herself and I dropped a hand to my cock, stroking it in front of her as she watched.
"God, it's big..." she breathed, "And so wet...it's really pouring out..." I grinned and spread my pre-come over the head, running my eyes up and down her body. She'd settled more onto the rail and her skirt had ridden higher, showing off a wonderful expanse of bare thigh. When she saw me looking at her legs, she grinned again and dropped her hands to her skirt, slowly sliding it higher and higher...
"Oh...yeah..." I groaned, stroking the full length of my cock now. She smiled, but stopped just as a flash of white panty greeted me. Then she returned her hands to her tits, squeezing and fondling them erotically.
"I hope you didn't mind my ass in your face today..." she teased with a shaky voice. "I couldn't get out, you know..."
"Not at all..." I replied with an equally shaky voice. "In fact, I really enjoyed the view. I was also really tempted to lean forward and give you a lick..." I smiled as I heard her sharp intake of breath. Seemed like two could play the teasing game, I thought to myself.
"Have you ever done that, Ted...I mean, you know...gone down on a girl?" Her words were almost whispered moans, making my cock even harder than it already was.
"No...not yet...but I'd like to if I found someone willing..." I looked into her eyes again, fighting a terrific case of cotton mouth. "And how about you, Candi? Have you ever gone down on a guy?" I held my breath waiting for her answer, but not really caring what it would be. This was quite exciting right now! I groaned as Candi's tongue snaked out again, this time running over her lower lip as her mouth opened. It was as if she was imagining the act right then...
"Not yet..." she finally replied, as her eyes dropped to my cock. "But I'd like to if I found someone willing..." She smiled as she repeated my words, and again as she heard my groan. I could feel the cum boiling and knew I wouldn't be able to last much longer. Candi seemed to sense this also as her smile faltered.
"I know Meg would be willing..." Candi breathed, "She told me dreams about you going down on her...when she...you know..." She looked up at me quickly, then returned her eyes to my hand.
"When she what, Candi...?" I teased, craving to hear her say the words. I actually felt like I was a different person right then. The situation was so odd...so bizarre... and the pot made me more brazen than the 'real' me would have been. "When she what, Candi?" I repeated.
Candi looked up at me and grinned, knowing what I was fishing for. She smiled sexily and moved both of her hands slowly over her belly. She paused for a moment at the waistband of her skirt, then slipped her hands between her legs, raising her skirt and cupping her lace-pantied mound. Her eyes closed to slits as she moaned out loud. "When she masturbates, Ted..." she exhaled. She grinned as my eyes dropped to her hands between her legs. "When she gets herself off with her fingers....she dreams about you... eating her...pussy..." Candi sighed again as her fingers pressed against her pussy lips. I couldn't believe I was standing in front of this angel while she rubbed her pussy! I felt the cum boiling once again in my balls as I slowly stroked my cock.
"Are you going to come...?" Candi panted. I moaned and nodded my head slightly. "Come closer..." she sighed, "I want to see....". She stood up from the railing, letting her thighs spread wider and showing off her lace panties for the moment before her skirt dropped. She fixed her eyes on my cock as she stepped closer to meet me, then reached her hands out. She took my hands in hers and raised her eyes to mine. Without a word, she placed my hands on her tits, moaning as the one covered with my pre-come slipped wetly over her breast. Then, still staring into my eyes, she dropped her hands between us, finding my hard-on and curling her fingers around it.
""I really wasn't planning on going this far tonight...but your cock is so fucking hard, Ted..." she whispered as she began to stroke me slowly. "And so hot... Tell me when you're going to come, Ted... tell me when you're ready to shoot..." I groaned again as Candi began to stroke my cock faster. "Let me jerk you off...okay?" She used an overhand grip, which always does me in, and reached her other hand down to cup my aching balls. She squeezed gently and lifted them up as she looked between our bodies.
"Meg told me I could do this..." she said, surprising me once more. "She told me how much you come and I told her I wanted to see it. I was hoping she'd just let me watch her jerk you off, but she said this would be okay...if the situation presented itself..." I couldn't help groaning out loud as I realized that Meg knew what was going on. Almost immediately, I felt the cum filling my balls and begin up my shaft.
"I'm gonna come, Candi...oh, god...yessss....." I began to fuck my cock into her hand as the cum raced up my shaft. I felt her hand move from my balls and I looked down to see her cup it in front of my cockhead just as I erupted. She squealed as my first blast splashed into her palm and onto her arm, darkening the white fabric of her blouse in a long wide trail. My second shot was even stronger, caroming of the heel of her hand and spraying over her belly. Realizing her mistake, Candi quickly shifted to an underhand grip, turning to stand by my side as she jerked me off into her cupped hand. This time she caught most of it, giggling lightly as she watched her hand fill to the point of overflow. She was bent at the waist, leaning forward and pumping me quickly, staring at my cock until I finally stopped shooting. Her hand was nearly full when she stood up and leaned against me. She was grinning as she looked from her hand to my eyes, then back again, moving the pool of semen around as she tilted her hand to and fro.
"Wow, Ted...I mean, damn! I have never seen anyone come that much! Look at it all!" She was giggling as she played with my cum, and her other hand continued to slowly stroke me. My heart had now exploded in my chest and I was sure I was in heaven. My 'gawky cousin' from Hawaii had just given me a hand job that almost rivaled one of Megs! My mind fought to grasp the entire situation as I remembered that Candi had done this with Meg's blessing even!
I simply stood there as Candi finally released my exhausted cock, smiling as she watched it bob and flex it's thanks. I watched as she stepped away a pace and looked down at her blouse. It was spotted with semen all over the front and along one entire sleeve. And she sighed again as she brought one hand to her belly, still keeping my cum safely in the other. "I guess I'm gonna have to take a shower before we go back to the Christmas party..." she said, almost thoughtfully. "I'm covered with your cum..." She began to rub her belly, smearing my cum over it, then she looked up at me as she moved it to her tits. I sighed as I watched her rub my cum over her tits, pausing to squeeze them and pinch her nipples in front of me. And what she did next made me groan out loud.
Candi grinned and brought her cupped hand full of semen to her face, grinning at me as she inhaled deeply, then exhaled loudly. "Mmmm...Meg said that your cum smelled heavenly... and she was right..." Then Candi blew my mind by winking at me and tilting her head. I watched as her long tongue snaked out and dipped into the thick pool. She sighed as she ran her tongue over her palm, then tilted her head back, jiggling her eyebrows as she looked into my eyes. She kept her tongue extended, showing me the thick globule of semen dangling from the end, then winked again as she slowly drew her tongue back inside. I watched, transfixed as she worked her tongue over the roof of her mouth and into her cheeks before swallowing and grinning at me. "And I must say that you taste pretty good too..." she giggled. "Although Meg didn't give me permission to do that. She told me that she wants to be the first one to taste your cum in her mouth..." I groaned again and fell back into my chair. I couldn't believe what this girl was doing to my heart! I continued to watch, unable to speak, as Candi looked down into her hand and frowned.
"But I can't let this just go to waste, can I?" she teased, smiling as I shook my head. "And I guess I have to shower anyway..." She raised her hand to her mouth again, and I held my breath as she inhaled deeply once more. Then she winked and lowered it, pausing at her chest. I watched as she slowly turned her palm inwards, letting my cum spill over her tits and using her other hand to spread it around. When most of the cum had run out, she cupped her tits with both hands, staring at me as she massaged it into her tits and belly. I sat mesmerized as I stared at her. Her eyes closed as she fondled herself, and once again, she settled back onto the railing, sitting on it slightly. Her hands continued to smear my cum over her tits and belly.
"My boyfriend talked me into letting him come on my tits...." Candi said softly as she smiled and ran her slick fingers over her tits. Then she giggled. "Actually, it didn't take all that much talking into...Mmmm.....God, I am so hot right now...and soooo high...."
While one hand stayed on her breasts, Candi let the other move lower as she leaned back. I saw her legs spread wide as she moved her hand between them and pulled her skirt higher. This time there was not so much teasing. Her lace panties came quickly into view as she raised her skirt to her waist. Her eyes locked on mine as he hand moved over her mound.
"Fair is fair, right...?", she panted, "Do you want to watch, Ted...?" My cock was still as hard as a rock and I began to stroke it as I lowered my eyes to the hand playing between her legs. Her belly shone with the reflection of my semen and it only accented her fingers as she grinned at me and slowly pulled her panties to the side. I continued to stroke my cock in front of her as she exposed her pussy to me. I gasped as I saw her swollen lips and wet slit and moaned as I watched her slowly insert her middle finger between them
"I've dreamt of this a lot, Ted...." Candi hissed, "I lie in bed and finger myself while I think of you stroking your big cock in front of me... I can't believe we're really doing this...Mmmm....You know I shaved my pussy yesterday, and the whole time I was fantasizing about you watching me...Oh,,,fuck...I'm getting so close...." I groaned as she spread her legs wider and let another finger slip inside. The whole time she was staring at me in my chair. "Your cock is still so hard, Ted..." Candi sighed, "Do you like seeing my pussy? Do you like the way I shaved it?" She grinned as I began to stroke my cock faster, unable to speak. "Mmmm...I think you do...you like my shaved pussy, don't you Ted....Like watching me finger my hot pussy for you...Mmmmm.....Oh....god...I'm gonna come...Ooohhh....watch me come, Ted...watch me come for you...fuck my hot pussy...Mmmmm...I want to suck your cock so bad...So hard...sooo....oooohhhh...fucckk....Mmmmm.....nnnnggghh..."
Candi's head fell back as she fingered herself with almost demonic speed. One hand was rubbing her clit as she thrust two fingers in and out of her wide spread pussy. The slapping sound of her fucking fingers was driving me close to the edge and the wanton nakedness of this young beauty was something out of my dreams. I took a moment to look over my shoulder...praying that the sounds I was hearing were not tranfering over the distance to the deck. I sighed with relief as I heard raucous laughter emanating from that direction, and I returned my attention to Candi. Her head was still thrown back and her fingers glistened with her own cum as she fingered herself.
As I sat in my chair, I felt like the luckiest male on the planet. I'd never before in my life watched a girl masturbate herself to orgasm, but here I was....sitting in a chair five feet in front of the most erotic thing I'd ever seen in my life! I actually had stopped stroking my cock as I watched her. The simple act of watching was more than enough to stimulate my cock...
I sat and stared at Candi as she slowly returned to reality. The thrusting of her fingers slowed, and I smiled as I watched her eyes flutter...then open. She stared off into space for a moment then gradually lowered them and focused on me. An immensely sexy grin spread over her face as she returned to earth.
"Oh....wow..." she panted, "That was so fucking hot...Oh...fuck...Ted...Wow...I've never ever done that before..." Her eyes brightened and she grinned. "In front of anybody, I mean..." Her eyes shone brightly as she re-entered the present, and that 'devilish' look returned. She kept both hand between her legs as she stood up from her perch on the railing, stepping towards me tentatively. She stood just a foot away, continuing to tease her pussy as she grinned down at me.
"Do you want to taste me, Ted..." she asked with a shaking voice. I sat up a bit too eagerly probably, but the thought of tasting Candi overwhelmed me. My action was answer enough for her, and she grinned as she slowly pulled her fingers from her pussy...watching me intently as she held them out for me... I didn't hesitate, but took both of her fingers into my mouth.... sucking wildly as the intensely erotic flavor of her cum filled my head. I used my tongue to strip the thick cum from her fingers as I sucked and swallowed. Candi giggled and began to slide her fingers in and out of my mouth as I swallowed her cum... I closed my eyes, reveling in the taste of Candi's juices...until a voice cut into our party...
"Well, well, well... what do we have here..."
Meg's sultry voice cut through my stoned dream-state like a hot knife through a fruit cake... My eyes flew open and I turned towards her voice, Candi's fingers still in my mouth. They settled upon Meg, who was standing on the landing of the gazebo. I watched as Meg's eyes flickered between Candi, myself and my lips wrapped around my cousin's fingers, then around the circle again. The whole situation might have been a little disconcerting if it weren't for the intense fire that was very obvious in my girlfriend's eyes...
"Uh...Hah Megth..." I mumbled around Candi's fingers. A grin grew on my face as Candi slowly slipped her fingers from my mouth and settled herself onto the railing again. She winked at me and grinned up at Meg.
"Hi Meggie..." Candi said sexily, "I was wondering if you were going to show up tonight..."
I looked at Candi, then over at Meg, who was slowly walking towards us. The expression on Meg's face told me that I was probably a victim of some kind of setup here, but I really didn't care at that particular moment. Meg was looking incredibly sexy, wearing a skirt very similar to Candi's...off-white and mid-thigh, along with calf-high boots with 3 or 4 inch heels. On top, she was wearing the red leather motorcycle jacket I'd giver to her after winning it in the skateboard tr
