A Cousin's Reunion 2 - Sex Stories

A Cousin's Reunion 2

... cream place next to the grocery store. "So what would you like?" I asked her as I got out of the car, her slipping across the seat and getting out the driver side with me. "Chocolate cone please!" she said with a grin as she wrapped her arm in mine, pulling it tightly to her body. I got two chocolate cones and we sat on a bench and ate them, her body pressed tightly against mine. "That was good. I need to run into the store next door. Do you mind waiting here?" she asked quietly. "I can come if you want." I offered. "No. Girl stuff if you know what I mean." She whispered back. "Ok." I said with a shrug, letting her get up and practically skip off toward the grocery store. It only took a few minutes before she was back and ready to go. I opened the driver door and she slid in, stopping half way across again. I was kind of enjoying the closeness we were sharing, but in the back of my mind I knew that there were limits and as much as my hard cock wanted more, it wasn't reasonable to expect it. I pulled out of the parking lot and onto the dark highway, headed back toward the cottage. I felt her hand find mine in the dark and slowly pull it over to rest on her bare leg, my fingers gently stroking her soft inner thigh as I drove. I let go of her leg to make a shift and moved my hand back, feeling her place hers over mine and pull it deeper between her legs. I expected to find the material of her dress and was surprised to find only bare thigh in the dark. I slid my hand up farther ...

... and soon my little finger was stroking back and forth across her wet pussy lips. I tried to work it between her legs, but the position just didn't quite allow it. I felt her hand find mine and expected her to pull it away, having gone too far, but to my surprise, she slid down in the seat, lifting one leg and hooking it over mine and the other lifting to prop her foot on the dashboard. My little finger now slipped easily between her spread lips, feeling her hot wet juices. I was also surprised to feel her other hand in my lap, undoing my shorts and freeing my hard cock. Her hand wrapped around it and slowly stroked up and down its length as my finger rubbed back and forth across her hard clit. "Ohhhhhhh." She moaned over the sound of the wind, her hips slowly rocking in the dark, constantly changing the angle that my finger was rubbing against. "God that feels good." She moaned as she stroked my cock harder, her own orgasm apparently building. In the moonlight filtering through the windows I could see her almost naked body, the top of her dress pulled down to expose her tits, her free hand busy squeezing and pulling her nipples as my little finger stroked back and forth across her wet clit. "OHHHHHH!" she suddenly cried, her whole body going rigid, her legs trembling and shaking. It was nearly a mile or more down the road before her body relaxed, and she covered my hand with hers to stop my motions, but not to pull it away from her. "Good lord you can make me climax so easy." ...