Guarding Tiffany

Tiffany giggled, and closed her lips around my shaft. Her cheeks caved slightly as she began to suck. She could only take about half of me into her small mouth, but I had no complaints. Her head bobbed slowly, administering an expert blowjob. She started to kick her feet slowly against the mattress, and her big beautiful eyes were looking up into mine as I growled in pleasure.

One of her hands closed around the part of my cock that she couldn't cover. Her palm was soft and warm as she stroked half of me, and suckled at the rest. I could feel my balls tightening, my orgasm surging upward, urged on my the feel of my hardness against the softness of the insides of this beautiful girl's cheeks.

"Tiff, baby," I groaned, "you're gonna make me cum.." I thought it best to warn her, since most women seem to detest having cum squirted in their faces. I don't blame them.

I was sure Tiff heard me, but she said nothing, just increased the rhythm of her sucking. She began to moan with pleasure, as if my dick was the most delicious thing she'd ever tasted.

"Agh," I grunted, over and over, paralyzed by the waves of pleasure crashing against me. My knees threatened to buckle with every one of her strokes, and an urgent tingling was growing in my nuts. Only a few more seconds passed, and though I resisted for as long as possible, my orgasm finally hit me like a sledgehammer.

Tiffany gagged and choked almost immediately, as I shot streams of jizz deep into her throat. She tried to pull away, but I took her head in my hands and kept her still. I began to pump hard, shoving my meat into her tiny throat, yelling at the top of my lungs, emptying my balls into this perfect little face. I finally released her, and she tumbled backward on to the bed, coughing and sputtering, spitting up gobs of cum and sobbing for breaths between gurgles.

"Holy shit," she said, laughing in between gasps, "you almost drowned me in that shit."

I laughed along with her, every muscle of my body tingling. I fell forward on to the bed, catching myself just in time to lay beside her. It took her a few moments to finally stop coughing, and I wiped away the tears I had caused to stream down her face. They mingled with the strands of cum that drizzled from the corners of her mouth, and I mixed them and shoveled them back into her mouth. She swallowed every bit eagerly.

"Nobody's ever fucked my throat like that," she admitted, a touch of amazement in her voice.

"Nobody's ever sucked my dick like that," I said, propping my head up on one elbow, so that I could look down at her. "I've had some blowjobs in my day, but nothing like that. I thought I was going to shrivel up."

"I sure never saw anybody cum that much," Tiff said. "I musta swallowed, like, a whole gallon."

"Eh," I said, "it's good for ya." I snaked my other arm around her, and she snuggled up to me. My spent, deflated cock now made room for her, and she took advantage of it, lacing her legs around mine, and pressing her crotch against mine. We kissed again, well into the evening, until we noticed that the sun was close to setting.

"Holy shit," Tiffany announced, "we've been laying around all day."

"Best way to spend a day, if you ask me," I said, rubbing noses with her. "You hungry?"

"Yeah, a little."

"Want to help me cook up some breakfast-slash-supper?" I laughed.

"Sure," she chuckled. I rolled off the bed, then reached down and took her in my arms, plucking her right off the bed. She squealed. I carried her, naked, into the kitchen and set her down on the counter. "Stay here and be good until I get back," I teased, waggling a finger in her face. She grabbed my wrist and forced the finger into her mouth, sucking it with the same relish she'd given my dick hours ago.

"You're amazing," I said, waiting until she was finished before heading for the fridge. I rummaged around for ingredients, taking up a carton of eggs, a green pepper, and a tomato. I held them up for her approval. "Omelets?"

She nodded, smiling, leaning forward on her perch. I walked over to her, putting all the ingredients on the counter. I parted her legs and stepped between them, wrapping my arms around her bare back and kissing her. My cock was stirring again, of course, but I decided not to worry about it. I had nothing to hide now.

Tiffany broke the kiss. "Are you okay with this?" she asked, biting her lower lip in a way that was extremely sexy, though she didn't seem to realize it was.

"With what?" I asked, softly, nuzzling her earlobe.

"With us doing it," she said, sighing with pleasure. "I mean, we are cousins and all."

I pulled back and pressed my forehead against hers, locking her eyes with mine. "Tiffany," I said, "I have adored you for a long time now. I love you. And I can't see anything wrong with expressing that love in whatever way I can." I kissed the tip of her nose.

She seemed more than satisfied with that explanation. "I always liked you, too," she admitted. "As long as I've ever known you. It started feeling different that day I graduated."

"I remember that," I said between kisses. "That's when I started feeling different about you, too. You were eighteen, I think, and it showed. I noticed that day when I hugged you, and I have wanted you ever since. "

"Well," she said, "now you have me. What're you gonna do with me?"

I took her by the hips and scooted her to the very edge of the countertop. "Just watch," I said, taking my cock in hand and pressing it against her opening. She gasped.

"Fuck me," she said, realizing that's just what I meant to do. "Fuck me," she repeated.

Her tiny hole was impossibly tight, and I soon realized there was no way I could ever enter her as gently as I wanted to. "This might hurt," I warned her.

She nodded, biting her lower lip again. I flexed my buttocks and thrust my hips forward. For a moment, her tightness still resisted, slick as it was with her excitement, but, finally, it gave way with a sudden ease, and I slid into her all the way up to my balls.

She howled in pain and pleasure. I started to fuck her in a steady rhythm, pulling out until only the head of my cock was left inside her, then pushing all the way back in. I started out slowly, but gradually increased the tempo.

Tiff wrapped her arms around my neck, and her legs around my waist. Her little nipples hardened, scratching ever so slightly against my chest. She moved her hips with me, fucking me back, and her eyes rolled back into her head.

Our voices mingled into one reverberating moan, as we fucked in my kitchen. I pounded her little pussy harder and harder, shoving every bit of me I could into her with every stroke. Her hot breath blew in my ear, coming out in jarring gasps as I fucked her.

Suddenly, I felt her arms leave my neck, and she came away from me, lying back onto the hard surface of the counter. She stretched her arms over her head, her little tits stretched tight as well, and lifted her knees, pulling them apart and drawing them up toward her chest. This left her bare pussy completely presented to me, and I took the opportunity to go a tiny bit deeper into her on my next thrust.

I took her ankles in my hands and pulled one of her feet toward me. I wrapped my lips around one of her dainty toes, then another, until I'd sucked all of them, then started over. I kissed all over her bare foot. She giggled; it tickled her. All the time, I never relented, plowing her young, tight, slick pussy with total abandon.

We were animals now, all inhibition vanished, all conscious thought suppressed. All that drove us now were primal urges and hungers, which we eagerly fed. I had the presence of mind to seize the tomato I'd set aside for the forgotten omelet. I held it over Tiffany's naked body and crushed it, spraying tomato juice all over her tits, neck, and stomach. She squealed with surprised delight, and I leaned forward, slurping the juice off her. I lingered several times on her nipples and neck, scattering kisses into the mixture of sucking and slurping.

Once I'd licked her clean, I stood straight again, feeling that familiar tingle that told me I was getting close. Tiff was still wailing, writhing on the counter, ready to cum soon herself.

I decided to try to hold off, and cum right along with her, though if she didn't hurry the hell up, that would be impossible. My cock was already aching to explode inside her sweet nude cunt.

"I'm cumming!" she cried suddenly, as if she knew what I was thinking. She started to whimper and gasp for air.

This was my chance. I let go, let the orgasm wash over me, let my eyes fill up with the sight of my beautiful cousin's perfect naked body stretched out before me, the incredible sensation of her slurping pussy squeezing my shaft. I joined her in gasping as it hit me.

"Ohh goddd!" Tiffany screamed. "Cum in me! Cum in my pussy!" Her shrieking intensified my orgasm, and I shot load after load of cream deep into her spasming pussy. Our mutual climax seemed to last forever, and even when it was over, I couldn't stop pounding her, even with a spent, sensitive dick.

Eventually, though, my cock started to soften, and Tiff's tiny hole squeezed me out. I took her in my arms and pulled her back up to a sitting position, locking lips with her. We kissed passionately as the electric pleasure that had just passed between us ebbed slowly away.

"Oh, baby," she sighed, kissing my neck. "You fuck me so good. I can't even believe it."

"You make it easy," I admitted, chuckling.

"I love you," she said. She pulled away slightly and looked into my eyes expectantly.

"I love you, too, Tiffy," I replied. I raised a hand up to stroke her hair, which was wet with sweat, and falling into her eyes.

"Can I stay here with you?" she asked. Her pouty lips and pleading eyes caused urged my cock into life again.

"That's the arrangement," I said.

"No," she said, shaking her head almost imperceptibly. "Can I stay here longer than a month?"

I smiled at her, and kissed her again. "How long do you want to stay?" I asked.

"Forever," she said. She put her arms around me again.

You wouldn't believe how ecstatic Aunt Elly was, when, upon her return, she was greeted by the sight of a calm and happy Tiffany planting spring mums out in my flower garden.

"Jake!" she cried, as I came out to greet her. "How did you do it?"

"I didn't," I said, honestly. "She found something she needed here, I guess." Damn right, she did, I thought to myself.

"Oh," Aunt Elly said, locking me in an embrace. "Thank you so much. It looks like it's done her a lot of good. I almost wish she could stay here longer."

I smiled. "That's not a bad idea, Auntie." I whistled and waved for Tiffany to come in out of the sun for a few minutes, and say hello to her mother. She waved back and started bounding up the path toward the house. "Come on inside," I said, putting my arm around my aunt. "We've got a proposition for you."