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Chapter 15 Out of Town Guest


While Natalie, Tammy and I were at play the next morning, my mother made ready to slip out of the house to ‘run an errand’. Before departing, she let us know she wouldn’t be gone long and, right before walking out the door, politely requested the girls put my cock back in my pants long enough to prepare a light lunch. She then focused on Natalie’s face, whereupon she walked up, swiped a finger under her lip and licked the finger clean, looking every bit like a housewife standing over a bowl of frosting and sneaking a quick taste.

“Do clean your face, Hun,” mother ordered. “Your brother’s cum is even in your hair. You’re a total mess.” She added this as she went about turning my sister’s face side to side, appraising what damage I’d done her.

“It was all Jimmy’s fault,” Natalie quickly retorted. “He pulled out of my mouth just before he exploded and then he jacked off in my face.”

“Now don’t go putting all the blame on your brother,” mother scolded. “You know you love it. And guys get a charge out of doing that all the time. But, please, you must clean yourself, dear. We wouldn’t want your cousin Karen thinking you’re a little slut on first impression now, would we? Give her a few hours to get adjusted first. Okay?”

I couldn’t help but break into a belly-laugh over that. “Yeah,” I added. “Let her have at least an hour or so to think otherwise.”

“Karen?” cried out Natalie. “What are you talking about, Mother?”

“Your cousin Karen is coming to stay with us, at least for a little while. Jimmy can tell you two about her. In fact, I’m off to the bus station to collect her right this minute. We’ll be back about lunch, so please have something put together,” she commanded. “And, Dear Son, please keep your dick in your pants or at least out of their faces until we get back. Please? And, girls, stay away from Max!”

“Hell, Mom,” I replied. “They’ve already worn that poor ol’ dog out. He doesn’t even have enough strength to stand up and eat. I had to put his feed and water bowls right under his nose this morning. I bet he’s probably hiding somewhere right now. He’s a smarter dog than we thought, as he damn sure knows the ‘out of sight, out of mind’ rule.”

“Poor, poor ol’ Max,” mother said, shaking her head and looking sternly at both girls. She then brought her finger up, cocked and locked it in “lecturing mode”. “I want you two to stay away from Max for a couple of days, you hear me? You know what Smitty said: ‘He needs his rest. It’s best to wait two or three days each time’. That’s what he said. I want you two to remember that. Do you hear me?”

Natalie and Tammy nodded their heads, two sets of eyes locked on mother’s wagging finger. Natalie, though, sarcastically smiled at me before adding, “But, my dear, dear mother, didn’t you have Max up in your room last night. I’m sure I heard a lot of loud whining and yelping going on. What, may I ask, was that all about?”

My mother blushed. “Max and I were just playing around. Just a bit of roughhousing. He got a little exited and I couldn’t get him off of me. Like I said: He needs his rest.”

“Sure he does, Mom,” Natalie said, ending with a mischievous wink directed at me.

After Mom walked out the door, I pulled up my pants and found a belt, which I seldom ever use. I figured it would be an extra level of protection, if the little nymphomaniacs decided they had time for a quickie or something. I then told them what I knew about Karen, as we went about putting together sandwiches and making a couple of large pitchers of iced tea.

Though, I did take a break from my heavy labors long enough to put a call into Riley. It was past time for me to check on the boy again.

“How you doing, ol’ buddy?” I asked, after his sister called him to the phone.

“Okay, I guess. What’s up?”

“You gonna be able to get out of the house for a while today? My mom just left to go over to the bus station to pick up a cousin coming in to stay with us a while. I thought maybe you’d like to meet her,” I informed him.

“I wish I could,” was Riley’s reply. “My mom, Jeannie and I have to get over to Decatur this afternoon. We have a sit down meeting of sorts with an insurance agent and a lawyer guy. Hell, it might be real late before we get back. How about tomorrow?”

“Yeah, okay,” I replied. “Is there anything we can do for you guys?”

“No, Jimmy. Thanks. You and your mom have really put yourselves out, and thank you. But we are doing pretty good now. I think we’ll be back to normal pretty quick or as near to normal as we can be. I’ll talk to you tomorrow. We’ve been discussing a few things. I’ll tell all about it tomorrow. Okay?”

“Yeah. Okay, then. I’ll see ya tomorrow. If ya think it would do your mom and sister some good, hell, bring them with you.”

Riley and I finished our conversation when it suddenly occurred to me Max was still in our house. “Shit!” I half-cried out, just realizing it wouldn’t do for Riley and them to see him. I quickly picked up the phone again and called Smitty’s house.

“Sarah?” I said, when she answered the phone. “Hey, how are ya? Is Smitty around?”

“Jimmy! Good hearing from you! We’re fine, but Smitty’s at work. I don’t think he’ll be back till late this evening. Can I help you?”

Sarah, as always, appeared to be in a very fine mood. I couldn’t help but envision what she looked like at that very moment and how she was dressed. A very sexually pleasing mental image formed in my mind as we talked. I pictured her standing at the phone with her sheer white nightgown on, her golden hair moving wispily about her shoulders, her smooth warm neck exposed on one side, waiting to be kissed and lightly sucked. As I went about my little mental exercise, I could almost taste her flesh and smell her sweetness.

“It looks like Riley and his family will be coming over tomorrow, Sarah. I wanted to see what you guys were thinking to do about Max. We’d love to keep him as long as you want, but it might be a bit awkward with him being here, as you can imagine.”

“Yeah, you’re right, Jimmy. Let me talk to Smitty about it. He might be late coming home, though. If I can reach him, I’ll see what he thinks. In fact, I don’t think it would hurt at all for him to come back home right now. I don’t think anything else is going to be done. We’ve all give our statements to the police and, from what Smitty told me yesterday, they’ve pretty well closed their investigation.”

“Let me know what you want me to do, Sarah. I can bring him back over this afternoon or this evening, if you’d like. I guess I don’t have to tell you how much he misses you and Ruthie. He’s pretty long in the face, if you know what I mean,” I honestly added, thinking about how sad Max had looked the last few days.

I could tell immediately that Sarah was getting emotional. She steadied herself, snickering into the phone, trying her best to hold back the tears. “Thanks, Jimmy. Yeah, Ruthie misses him really bad. We should have come over to see Max before now but knew it would be very hard on him to have us leave your house without him. If I can get hold of Smitty on the phone, I’ll give you a call back. I know Smitty is missing him terribly, too. Thanks for offering to bring him home.”

“Yeah, Sarah. No problem. I’d like nothing better than to put a big smile back on Ruthie’s face and yours, too, of course.”

I hadn’t been off the phone more than ten minutes when mother drove back up to the house. All three of us went out to her SUV to meet Karen and help with her luggage. As we approached the vehicle, I caught a bit of a view of the girl through the windows. She didn’t appear to be very tall, which made me instantly wonder if mother had her age right or not.

Mother waved us around to the other side of her car and there introduced Natalie, Tammy and me to our cousin. She was indeed short, a small bit of a girl, very petite, looking more like she was thirteen and not a bit over. Karen had straight brown hair, brown eyes and just a few visible freckles across her cheeks. This only added to the illusion of looking at a possible preteen girl. “What the hell?” I thought.

Karen was holding a sack pulled into her chest, with a bag looped around each arm. I begged her to let me have her packages, being helpful and polite. Of course, what I really wanted to do was have an unobstructed view of her tits and body. After she allowed me to take these items from her, I backed away and began my assessment.

Sadly, the view didn’t confirm much. She was wearing a loose blouse, buttoned right to the very top button, very disappointing, but it did billow out from her chest just enough to verify she did have tits. Not large tits, not medium tits, but a smaller rack, but one I thought I could most definitely work with. In fact, blood had quickly started rushing to my pants-bound piece of meat at the thought of peeling off her little bra. Mother noticed the gawking and punched me in the side.

It was only then that I realized Karen had been aware of the examination of her chest, too. She had blushed and averted her eyes to look around at our farm and home. She then smiled and turned around, which was a very nice and accommodating thing for her to do, as it gave me a great view of her tight little ass. Karen had jeans on that were so body-hugging I figured they couldn’t possibly have been any tighter or they’d have restricted blood flow. Her perky, little cheeks were perfectly rounded, and I was all but tempted to reach out and sample a handful.

After brief introductions were made all around, Mother asked everyone to grab a piece of luggage, which we did, and then made our way to the house. Knowing me, though, as I’m sure you all do by now, I had to take up the rear, following closely behind my dear cousin to see how well that little ass moved in that pair of jeans. I must say I wasn’t at all saddened about having done that, either. As much as I wanted to grab her little waist and pull that little butt to my crotch, I couldn’t get the vision of Riley out of my head doing the same damn thing. “Damn!” I thought. “Riley would split that little butt wide open if he tried burying his cock in it. Hell, there ain’t no damn way it would fit.” Truthfully, though, I knew if anyone could push his rod into an ass anywhere, at anytime, Riley would be the one to figure it out and get it done. I smiled at the thought, promising myself that that was one event I wouldn’t want to miss for anything.

As we approached the front door, Karen turned and smiled at me, while holding it open for me. At that very moment, I caught her eyes quickly flash to my crotch. Her eyes and face were instantly horror filled and panicked. Her breath caught, as she quickly looked away. After setting her bags on the couch, I understood why, as I ran my hand down my crotch to flatten out my bulge. It was then that I realized my loose jeans were tented out at least a full twelve inches in the front. It didn’t take much deductive reasoning to logically understand her reaction. The girl obviously had never been told telephone poles sometime grow in boys’ pants. A very pleasant, comical grin came to my face. I couldn’t help myself.

Before turning around, I wiped the smirk off my face, to find my newly introduced cousin making quickly for the kitchen behind my mother, as if trying to distance herself from the “beast”. It was then I whimsically thought of the beauty and beast story, but couldn’t quite put it straight in my mind, and it left my mind as quickly as it entered. “Beast or not,” I thought. “This girl is “beauty” defined. A fucking picture of her should be put right beside that friggin’ word in a picture dictionary.” I was in fucking love. I knew it. I absolutely fuckin’ knew it. Love had finally, after all these friggin’ years and just this minute, reached up and slapped me upside my head. At almost the same moment, very possessive thoughts began entering my mind. “There ain’t no way I’m letting Riley, Smitty, Max or any other dick-swinging, motherfucker get near this fine little creature.”

All the while, my mother, Natalie and Tammy were jabbering away like they were conducting a fuckin’ auction or some such thing. Karen was smiling and nodding her head at most everything being said, too. I figured she must have been feeling the effects of the onslaught by now, so I quickly stepped in.

“How old are you, Karen?” I was able to stammer out, offering her my best innocent, brotherly smile.

She looked at me and seemed to hesitate. I swear I could see her doing her very best, commanding herself is the right word, not to look down at my crotch again. She nervously licked her lips before answering.

“I turned eighteen last month,” she replied, lowering her eyes, taking a quick peek at my crotch once more before quickly turning back toward my mother. Obviously, she appeared nervous and uncomfortable. “May I please have a glass of water?” she asked.

“How about a glass of tea?” Natalie asked.

Karen smile and nodded. “Thank you, that’d be great,” she replied, cutting her eyes my way once again but instantly turning away when she saw I was once again undressing her sexy little ass with my eyes.

“That’s it!” the notion had finally worked its way through my usually deft brain. “The little cunt is shy, in a major way. Or maybe traumatized - - - maybe a little of both. Maybe she’s shy and scared shitless at the same time. Well, it’s too damn late to tie my cock to my leg. The little bitch had seen the instrument of her demise, and that instrument was currently pounding away between my legs, begging to come out and play, to again breathe fresh, cool air.” The thought nearly broke me up. I had to turn away from the table, as I didn’t want my newly acquainted cousin to read the signs of my devious little muse. She’d have probably shit where she stood, I figured, if she could have read my mind. But above all, I damn sure wouldn’t want Natalie to see it. Hell, she’d have opened her trap instantly and shamed me into telling her what was so damn funny.

Thankfully, the subject of the conversation between the women turned to other things, very distant from my nasty thoughts and urges. Using my great powers of concentration, I allowed myself to focus on what was being discussed, withdrawing the inflamed flesh of the head of my dick from her delicious lips. Karen turned away to look at the kitchen cabinets and all bets were instantly off. Her tight little ass was once again presented to me, and I swear, she placed both hands on her hips and slowly, erotically moved them over her cheeks, as if smoothing her pants. An innocent kind of thing to do most times, but not when standing five feet from your hard-dick, telephone-pole wielding cousin and going about it in such a slow, fucking seductive way. The little cunt was teasing me. Yep. She was having the time of her life.
My mother cleared her throat, removing my imaginary hands from my cousin’s ass long enough to see her expression. She tilted her head a bit forward, cutting her eyes accusingly at me, doing her best to bore a hole right through me. “No you don’t,” she silently spoke.

I returned the most innocent look I could muster but quickly attached my eyeballs right back on that tight little bun. Karen quickly turned around and caught me, too. “Damn! When will I learn!” I thought. She grinned before turning back toward my mother.

“I must let everyone know I refuse to be a bother. If you can’t take me in, please tell me and I’ll go back home. There are other folks who’ve offered to help me out,” Karen told my mother.

“We won’t hear of it!” Mother exclaimed. “We have more room than Carter has little liver pills.” That was one of my mother’s favorite sayings, by the way. It’s a southern thing.

“Thank you,” Karen replied. “But I meant what I said. If the time comes my staying with you isn’t working out, please let me know. It would bother me greatly, if I were ever thought to be a pest.”

“Not another word!” Mother threatened. “I won’t hear one more word of that!” She then walked over and wrapped her arms around the small girl. I wanted to do the same fucking thing, but I really couldn’t trust myself not to goose a palm full of ass. For now, I just smiled and nodded my hand in agreement. Karen noticed that and returned my smile, holding my eyes in hers for an almost uncomfortable period.
Mother held her at arms link while she gave Natalie and Tammy their marching orders. “Take Karen up to the room at the end of the hall. Help her put away her things and show her around,” she began. “I just put fresh sheets on the beds and towels in your restroom, Hun. I expect you probably need a little rest after your long trip, too.”

“Yes, thanks,” she said, as Natalie took her hand and headed for the stairs. Tammy dutifully followed closely behind.

“Was it good for you?” my mother asked, after the girls made their way out of hearing range.

“Was what good?” I asked back, knowing what she meant but purposely avoiding her query.

“I saw you feeling the little thing up with your eyes,” mother said, grinning like a possum. “She’s quite a prize, is she not?”

“Yeah, a real prize. I wished you’d told me we had cousins that looked like that. Where in the hell did she come from, anyway?”

“She’s actually only a cousin through marriage - - - a distant relation, at best. I never knew she was so beautiful, though. I was totally befuddled when she stepped off the bus. She didn’t remind me at all of any family I’d ever seen before. She’s also about a foot shorter than I’d have imagined. I thought she was a twelve-year-old girl when I first saw her. Plainly, though, she’s much more mature than first impressions would allow. As soon as she opened her mouth, I could tell I was speaking to a grown woman.”

“She seems so small and fragile like. But she’s a little doll. I mean that literally,” I said, looking at my mother to see her reaction.

“Yes, she is - - - a little doll. We must take care not to upset her. I’ll speak with Natalie and Tammy about that. I’m mad at myself for not taking the time yesterday to sit them down and do just that. To tell you the truth, with all of this happening with Joe Bob and his family, well, quite frankly, her coming had completely slipped my mind. If your aunt hadn’t called, she’d be standing around the bus station this very minute.”

“Dreadful!” I replied. “Hell, next thing we’d know Smitty would probably have picked her up. Wouldn’t that have been the shits?”

“Perish the thought!” Mother exclaimed. “Now you promise to keep your hands off of her until I have a chance to see where her mind’s at. You understand?”

“Yeah,” I promised.

“And don’t go humping the girls up in their room, either. If you want something warm to stick your pecker in, you let me know, I’ll come down to your room or send one of the girls down. Better yet, maybe you should just jack off for the next couple of days,” mother ordered.

I was naturally horrified. “Hell, my arm would fall off. I ain’t used to doing that anymore. I need help. You shouldn’t punish me just because we have company. If I don’t get serviced regularly, I’m afraid my balls might explode.”

Mother and I laughed ourselves nearly shitless over that. But I was very serious.

Karen did take a nap, thankfully, and that gave mother the time she needed to have a good talk with the girls. Natalie let me know, teasingly, that Karen said she thought I was cute. That little sentiment sprang life back into my rod in no time flat. I was so fired up I pulled my darling little sister along to my room to give me a bit of comfort. Of course, I recently found she was good at comforting.

“You’re hard as a rock!” she exclaimed, as I pulled off my pants.

“Yeah, tell me about it,” I retorted. “I’m afraid I might have pulled a muscle just thinking about her.”

Natalie laughed, tripped over her panties, fell to the bed and began belly laughing. “You are so full of yourself,” she teased.

“No! Seriously! Look at it,” I said, holding my cock in my right hand and carefully examining it.

“Poor brother. Come here,” she begged, dangling her fingers out, reaching for my damaged unit. “Let me kiss it and make it better.”

I amusingly agreed she should do just that, figuring it would help the pain. So, without hesitation, I walked over to her giggling little face for my promised kiss.

“Poor, poor Jimmy,” she whined. “Let me make it all better.”

It shouldn’t surprise anyone when I relate it did, indeed, feel much better almost instantly and extremely so. Her smooth, warm lips wrapped themselves partly over the massive head of my cock. Natalie’s tongue massaged the ultra-smooth head, lambently playing about, teasing the flesh and making love to it. Her lips promptly became super-lubricated, as I offered up a good volume of my own precum to mix with her own drool. Watching my sister so wantonly sucking, without any restraint or inhibition, at my cock, feverishly and hungrily slurping away at the heavy meat, heightened the tingling sensation in my loins. Sensual electricity fired irrepressibly away, beyond any ability on my part to control it. Nor would I have wanted to.

But I craved more. I reached down once again and wrapped the fingers of my right hand around the shaft, moving it toward the end until I pushed her eager mouth away.

“Get farther up on the bed,” I ordered her, as she dubiously looked up into my eyes, not understanding why the hell I’d pushed her away from her treat. “Lay on your side and lift your leg.”

She neither questioned me nor hesitated. Natalie scooted her butt up the bed as ordered, rolling onto her side, lifting her leg and coming slightly up on an elbow. She knew what was coming. That was clearly noted in the carnal eagerness displayed in her eyes, as she twisted her neck to look back at me. Although my dear little sister would never be called a “rocket scientist”, she had this “fucking” shit down pretty damn good. In fact, my petite sibling could definitely be said to be in graduate school.

As I pulled myself up behind my sister’s tight ass, I lifted my thick cock to her vestibule. She squeaked as the massive head pushed into her sloppy little slit. Her hot passageway tightly gripped my shaft, as I humped into her. Natalie threw her head back, mouth open wide, gasping at the delicious pain. I frantically pushed my cock deeper into my sister, totally disregarding her distress.

Before I began the rhythmical pumping I so instinctively was want to do, I consciously held my cock deep within her, concentrating on her inner heat, savoring her tightness. I ran my right hand up her side, down her stomach and back up to her breasts, adding its sensory input to the moment. My sight, smell and hearing all supplemented the totality of the experience. It didn’t get better than this.

“Uuhh!” Natalie exhaled. “What are you doing?”

The only answer I offered up was another firm push even deeper into her tight cavity, pushing my meat as hard as I could, impaling her little body on the end of my pole.

“Eeewww!” she gasped. “Fuck me, Jimmy!”

The moment I had been so delightfully savoring was lost to me now, as the urgent need to do her biding, and mine, took hold of me. Within seconds, I began crashing my crotch into her. Though, I quickly found myself wanting more. Seconds later, I pulled out of her, pulling my sister with me, rolling her onto her back. Before covering her, I reached out for her left shoulder with my right hand and pulled my mouth to hers. We kissed in a way only true lovers do, frantically and desperately, craving each other’s taste, feel and urgent need.

I lifted myself slightly to look into her eyes, breaking our kiss. My right hand lowered to her left breast. I grasped it firmly, squeezing it with my fingers and lifting it to my mouth. I covered the areola with my lips and sucked the pink flesh into my mouth. My tongue pushed into her button, feeling every irregularity the soft tissue offered.

Natalie breathed excitedly, raggedly above me. Her chest heaved under me. I felt her hand at the back of my head, urging me to suckle her harder. Soon, however, even more anxious than I to get along with our evil deed, I felt her hand grasping at my swollen manhood, pulling at it, again urging me to put it inside her. Her need became mine. I raised myself above her, feeling her legs swing fully open in welcome. She pulled my cock to her hot, wet pussy where it met no resistance this time. Her back arched under me, as it pushed into the cavity. Once more, my sister’s intense heat welcomed me.
I buried my head into the crook of her neck, kissing the warm, soft flesh of her neck, inhaling her sweetness, as I rhythmically went about attending to our burning need below. My dick plunged in and out of her hot cunt in long, even strokes. Along my back, Natalie’s hands frantically urged me on, pulling me even harder against her.

My cock exploded its load deep inside her. Our bodies shook in unison. Our lungs gasped for air.

I rolled off Natalie, but she came with me, kissing my cheek, my mouth, my chest. I raised my right hand to her head, bunching her hair and pulling it back up to my mouth. We kissed one last time before breaking to again gulp for more air.

“Shit!” I cried. “That was too fuckin’ good!”

“Are you sure you didn’t pull a muscle or something?” she asked, followed with a girlish cackle. “We wouldn’t want to damage it.”

“Yeah,” I retorted. “I’m sure we wouldn’t.”

After a pause of more heavy breathing, Natalie turned her head my way. “Were you fucking your little sister or our little cousin?” she asked.

“What?”
“I can’t help but believe you might have been thinking of our beautiful little cousin, Brother,” she replied, smiling devilishly.

“No, my dear sister,” I honestly replied. “My mind, my body and my pecker were all yours. I seriously doubt our newly acquainted little cousin will ever measure up to you. You, dearest sister, are a purebred, supercharged fucking machine. Believe me, no one will ever match you or Mom in that department.”

Natalie was delighted in hearing me say that. She giggled as she squirmed up to my side and squeezed in tightly against me. “So you don’t think the other girls are in our league, huh?”

“No fuckin’ way!”

“I saw you butt-fucking our little cousin with your eyes, Brother. Don’t tell me otherwise. And she noticed it, too. When she turned around and gave you that ass shot, Mother winked at me. We had already seen her reaction to your crotch. When Tammy and I took her upstairs, I could tell she wanted to ask about you but she appeared to be a bit shy. I think her mind was occupied with images of backing her butt into that massive bulge of yours. I think she is quite taken with you.”

“You’ve got a nasty mind, Natalie,” I scolded. “And just think: Here I’ve been, living with you all these years, and am totally shocked my dear, little sister has such filthy thoughts. You really need to see a fuckin’ shrink.” I couldn’t help but chuckle over my observation.

“The only thing I need, Brother, is that cock of yours inside me a couple of times a day,” she hee-hawed again.

“That settles it!” I exclaimed. “I’m going to have to locate two or three fuckin’ hard-dicked stallions for you friggin’ cunts. My balls are going to shrivel up to nothing if I don’t get some fuckin’ help. And now, on top of all that, we have another little piece of ass moving in here with us.”

“Yeah,” Natalie replied with a large grin. “Life’s a bitch, huh?