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MRWADE.261                                         By Master Wade









                         Kissing Cousins



                           Chapter Two







     "He said that?  Really?"

     "Yeah, really.  Isn't it great?"  Mona grinned.

     "And you're not putting me on, right?  You really took the top

off?  And laid there in the sun topless drinking Vodka?  With Uncle

Eldridge?"  Sandi couldn't get over how brazen her cousin was. 

What nerve the girl had!

     "No shit, Sherlock," Mona replied, slipping her short-shorts

off and grinning at Sandi over her shoulder.  "Only he doesn't want

me to call him Uncle when I'm topless.  Just Eldridge."

     "God.  And I guess if you take the bottoms off you can call

him Darlin, huh?  Man, he's easier than I thought he'd be."

     "Well, he's not fucking me yet.  But I do think I'm making

progress, don't you?"  Mona slipped off her top and draped it on

the back of the chair in her bedroom.   She was now clad in nothing

but a red g-string.  It was the first time in years that Sandi had

seen her without a top.  It wasn't too hard to see why "Eldridge"

had found it hard to resist going along with her on that one. 

Sandi felt a twinge of envy, but Mona's ass was just too much for

a g-string.  She did have her beat there.

     "Yeah, I'd certainly say you're making progress.  So what

happens next?", she asked, trying not to stare at Mona's breasts.

     "That's up to him, I guess.  But maybe we'll find out

tomorrow, if all goes well.  So when are you going to start with

him?"

     "You don't think it's too early?  We don't want to over-load

his circuits, you know."

     "Hey girl, summer isn't going to last forever.  And you never

know what could happen.  Suppose he decides to move out?  Or what

if your Dad decides it's time for the two of you to go back home? 

I say get it while the gettings good, if you ask me."

     "I guess you're right.  God, I can't believe we're doing this!

You think he'll really fuck us both?"

     "If you were a guy and you could fuck us both, would you?"

     Sandi grinned.  She wasn't a guy for sure, but she'd still

fuck Mona if she could.  She wondered what Mona would think of that

answer.

     "You've got a point there.  Whew...you know, Mona, as hot as

it is to think about us doing him...can you imagine what it's going

to be like for him?  To be thirty-seven years old and to be fucking

your two teenage nieces?"

     "Hell yeah.  And isn't that one of the best parts of it?  I

mean, I get off on blowing a guy mainly because they all love it

so. This is going to be lots better than that, Sandi.  Lots

better."

     "Yep, you're right about that.  So...how should I start with

him?"

     "Okay...here's what I'd suggest...."



     Eldridge lay naked on the cool sheets, his hand sliding up and

down on his hard cock.  The girl was simply amazing.  And if he

wasn't being seduced, he didn't know it when he saw it.  "Too

young?", she had asked.  Shit.  Too young for what?  The only

reasonable answer was "for you to fuck", wasn't it?  What else

could she want?  Unless she was just a tease or was trying to trap

him.  Well, she was a tease, for sure, but she was more than that. 

And no way was she trying to trap him.  She wanted to get laid,

that's what she wanted, and she wanted him to be the one.

     Glenna would kill me if she knew, he thought, but it was only

a fleeting thought.  It was followed by an even more fleeting

thought of what it would be like to fuck Glenna.  No, I'll settle

for her daughter, thank you, he said to himself, grinning.  Settle

hell.  Mona was prime stuff, and she'd only get better over the

next several years too.  Shit, she still had some baby fat. 

Imagine what she'd look like when she lost that.  Probably a lot

like Sandi, actually, but best not think about Sandi too much.  One

niece was enough.  Well, it wasn't really enough, but Eldridge

Weaver didn't have that kind of luck.

     He pictured Mona in his mind, laying there on the lounge

chair, her firm young breasts so full and ripe looking, the dark

nipples hard and almost begging to be sucked.  With any luck at all

he'd get to see them again tomorrow, and God only knew what else

he'd be treated to.  Well, maybe the Devil only knew.  Or maybe

only Mona knew.  Or maybe there wasn't any difference in Mona and

the Devil.  Whatever...he wasn't about to bring theology into it,

not at this point, anyway.

     I will fuck her.  I really will.  I'll fuck her in a

heartbeat, and her being fifteen isn't going to make one iota of

difference.  Unless it makes me come stronger.  Which it probably

will.  And the fact that she's my sister's daughter won't matter

either.  Unless it makes me come stronger.  And it will.  And I'll

fuck her even if Sandi is watching from the wings...it doesn't

matter.  Unless it makes me come stronger.  Oh God, would it!

     Eldridge pumped his cock feverishly as he pictured the hot

little Mona on her back with her legs in the air.  The headboard of

the bed began banging against the wall, and he tried to shift

positions to make it stop, but it didn't seem to help.  It didn't

matter...he couldn't stop now...he was too far gone and the cum was

coming and the noise didn't matter.  Unless it made him come

stronger.  And it did.



     Later that evening Eldridge was awakened by a soft hand

touching his shoulder.  He opened his eyes to find Sandi standing

by his bed.

     "Uncle Eldridge...I'm sorry...I'm really sorry to wake you up,

but could we talk for a minute?  I can't..."   Sandi sniffed,

obviously fighting back tears.  "I can't sleep, Uncle Eldridge."

     Eldridge sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes.  The light which

streamed through the window from the street lamp outside was just

enough illumination to allow him to see that Sandi was wearing a

white gown which just barely covered her ass.

     "Sure, Sandi.  Sit down here.  We can talk as long as you

like.  What's bothering you, sweetie?"  The bed was not exactly the

place to be talking to his niece, but he was nude under the sheets.

No getting up and walking over to the loveseat in his current

condition.

     "I know I should probably be talking to my Dad," Sandi

continued, "but he's having a hard enough time dealing with

everything himself.  And Aunt Glenna has her own problems too.  Of

course you do too...but you're so nice...and I just need a

shoulder...a shoulder to cry on, I guess."  She sobbed again and

leaned forward, placing her head on his shoulder and her hands on

his naked arms.

     Eldridge felt her soft hair against his face and her wet cheek

against his shoulder.  There was just the slightest contact between

her breasts and his chest, and her perfume was a fragrance he had

not smelled before.  It made him ache and he fought the hard-on

which wanted so to exert itself.

     "It's okay, honey," he said, patting her back in a fatherly

way.  "Are you upset about your parents divorce?"

     "Yes, but that isn't it tonight.  I don't know...maybe I

should just go back to bed."  She started to pull back from him,

but Eldridge pulled her closer.

     "No...now you're not going anywhere until you tell me what's

bothering you, Sandi.  You can talk to me.  You know I care about

you."

     "You're so sweet, Uncle Eldridge," Sandi said, her voice still

breaking and the tears still flowing.  "It's about my

boyfriend...well, my ex-boyfriend, I guess."  She choked back more

tears.

     "My boyfriend and I broke up.  It's been a month or so now, I

guess.  Not that long.  But we went together for two years.  We

were close...you know?  I mean, I know you're not supposed to get

close before you get married, Uncle Eldridge, but I'm seventeen. 

And it was sweet and good, not ugly like they try to make it sound

like it is if you aren't married."

     "I know, precious.  Very few of us are virgins when we marry

the first time.  You don't have to explain that to me.  And you

miss him, huh?"  He gave her a slight hug and felt her body almost

melt against his.

     "Yes...I do miss him sooo much, Uncle Eldridge," Sandi said,

her voice heavy with despair.  "And the thing is...well, it's hard

to say this, but the thing is...we used to do it a lot, Uncle

Eldridge.  As much as most married people, I bet.  We only dated a

couple of nights a week, but we used to do it after school in the

afternoons too.  We'd do it most anywhere that we could...you know?

I mean...well, we did it in the car a lot.  Sometimes we couldn't

go all the way, but we'd always do something.  Maybe we'd drive

along the highway and he'd rub me, or sometimes I would get down in

the seat where no one could see and he'd slide the seat back so I

could get my head between the steering wheel and...Oh, Uncle

Eldridge, I know you must think I'm awful, but it helps so much to

be able to talk to you about all of this."

     Eldridge was getting an erection, and there was nothing to

keep it from coming to full attention under the covers.  He tried

his best to make it subside through the force of his will, but he

knew it was pointless to try.

     "I don't think you're anything other than a delightful young

lady with very normal desires, Sandi.  Tell me anything you want to

tell me.  It's all going to be alright."

     "Well...I mean it isn't as if sex was the only thing on our

minds, Uncle Eldridge.  And honestly, Jeff wasn't taking advantage

of me.  In fact, I guess I was the one who initiated it most of the

time.  I'd just get so...well, horny, I guess is the only way I

know to say it.  I'd just ache to be with him, even if I didn't get

to make it...you know?  I just wanted to be with a man, to feel his

strong arms, to smell his aftershave."  Sandi squeezed his arms

with her hands and sniffed, a little too obviously, actually.

     "I know what you mean, honey.  I miss my wife too.  I know

what it's like to feel that kind of need."

     Sandi let her arm fall lightly into his lap.  Eldridge felt it

make full contact with his hard cock through the thin sheet.

     "Oh, Uncle Eldridge...I'm so sorry.  Look what I've done."

     "It's my fault, Sandi, and I apologize to you.  Don't worry

about it, it's nothing.  Perhaps you should go on back to bed."

     "No...that isn't fair.  Of course you miss Aunt Vivian, and

I've been so thoughtless.  It was so unfair of me to come to you in

the night like this, in your bed, and to talk about such things

with you.  I didn't think about you, only about me.  I'm so sorry."

     "It's really okay, Sandi.  I'll be alright. Don't worry about

me."

     Sandi kept her head on his shoulder but pulled the sheet away

from his lap, quickly taking his cock in her small soft hand before

he could stop her.

     "Sandi...no...you shouldn't be doing that.  You don't have to

do that."

     "But I want to do it, Uncle Eldridge," she said, kissing his

neck lightly as she began stroking him.  "I know I made it this way

and I want to make it good for you.  I used to do it for Jeff a lot

like this.  Just relax.  I can do it real good."

     Eldridge couldn't have stopped her even if he had wanted to,

and it was the last thing he wanted at this point.  He sighed,

heavily, more for effect than anything else.  Sandi pushed him back

onto the pillow gently and began kissing his chest as she continued

stroking him.  She kissed her way down his body, her destination

wonderfully obvious.

     "Just pretend that I'm Aunt Vivian if you want, Uncle

Eldridge. I know she must have done this to you.  I know she must

have wanted to do it, just as I want to do it for you now.  Your

chest is so strong, and your body is so hard.  Like Jeff, only

different.  You're bigger, Uncle Eldridge...a lot bigger...so big

I don't know if I can get you all in...but I want to try, Uncle

Eldridge...I really do want to try....."



Continued in MRWADE.262....



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