Muddied Waters |

I heard a faint whimper as I entered my bedroom and instantly froze to peek through the gap in the bed sheets that divided my room in half. I could see my cousin Carry with her pants around her ankles, humping the corner of the mattress.

I watched as her ass cheeks quivered as she reached orgasm. The floorboard creaked beneath my foot as I leaned in closer for a better look. The noise thwarted my effort at voyeurism. I entered my half of the room, tossing my keys on the dresser, and kicked my shoes off like nothing had happened.

The snap of Carry’s panties’ elastic waistband was followed by the rustle of her denim jeans as she hurriedly dressed. “What are you doing in here?” she asked from the other side of the makeshift curtains. I reminded her that she was supposed to keep the door closed if she was dressing, that it was my room, after all.

Carry lived with us on and off her whole life because my aunt, mom’s sister, was constantly getting into trouble. Aunt Lynn was the illegitimate child of my grandmother after she divorced my real grandfather. Grandma had run away to an old boyfriend on the Reservation in Northern Wisconsin, leaving my mother and her siblings to fend for themselves. A short time later, she turned up pregnant, and her boyfriend kicked her out. Desperate to conceal her condition, she sunk her claws into an old bachelor and married him as soon as she could.

My aunt Lynn was darkskinned and noticeably different from the frail, pale old man, but he loved Lynn like his own. He was content to have a family of his own finally. As Lynn got older, she, too, had the same rebellious spirit as my grandmother and ran off with a boy from the reservation as well. Now, rumors had it that that boy, my uncle, was actually an illegitimate child of the man who had knocked up my grandmother, but we don’t talk about such things.

Carry’s lineage was as muddied as the Mississippi River. Now, she would be with us permanently because of her mother’s latest brush with the law. We made do in the small twobedroom house, which barely fit the two of us. I was six months older than Carry, and sharing a bedroom as a kid was easier than it is today.

The bed sheets my mom had hung to separate my bedroom when we were kids went back up, providing what little privacy they could. Old and threadbare, they were almost transparent when the light on Carry’s nightstand was lit. Still, we tried to give each other our privacy.

Carry was a short, pudgy, roundfaced girl who tried too hard to get people to like her. Now seventeen, she was a taller version of herself from childhood. The only real difference is her big tits, and I would be lying if I said that I didn’t sneak a peek every once in a while. I’ve caught her peeking at me as well.

“I should tell Aunt May that you were peeking.”

I scoffed. “Go ahead. I will tell her that you were humping the mattress again.”

“Why won’t your mom won’t let me share her room?”

“Because she’s a whore like your ma is,” I regretted my words as they left my mouth. It wasn’t Carry’s choice to be born into such a fucked up family. “I’m sorry, Carry. That was mean. I won’t tell if you don’t tell. Deal.” I said as I pulled back the curtain.

My heart broke to see her sitting on the edge of her bed with tears streaming down her face. I sat next to her and hugged her around the shoulder. “Come on. I said I was sorry. I don’t mean to be such a jerk. And it’s hard not to sneak a peek at those whoppers,” I pointed at her titties.

“I do it too, you know.” I nudged her with my elbow. “Listen. Maybe we can help each other out.”

“How’s that?”

“Like I said. I won’t tell if you don’t tell. Besides, I’m tired of doing it in the bathroom into the toilet. What do you say? Deal?”

Carry sniffled and wiped her nose on her sleeve, nodding, “Yeah, Deal.”

That night, after we went to bed, I started to rub one out to help me sleep. My bed was only a mattress on the floor of the room, so I knew it wouldn’t squeak, but the thumping of my hand on my cock was a dead giveaway.

“Are you?” Carry whispered from her side of the room.

“Yeah.”

“Move over,” she said as she slid under the curtain.

“What are you doing?”

“My bed squeaks, and you can’t expect me to listen to you and not want to do it too.”

Carry got on the mattress next to me and slipped her hand under her nightie. She stared as I stroked my meat while she fingered herself.

“Let me see,” I whispered. “Lift your nightie.”

She lifted just high enough for me to see the back of her hand.

“Higher. Let me see your titties, too.”

Carry pulled her nightie over her head, letting me see her tits. They were large with big nipples. As she hunched over to finger her pussy they rested on a roll of belly fat. “Let me see your pussy, too. Just for a minute.” She moved her hand enough to reveal a thin layer of dark brown hair that covered her pussy while she continued to rub her clitoris.

I’d made out with girls before but had never gotten past second base, so it surprised me that her fingers were drenched with her juices. I never knew that a pussy would be so wet. The excitement of seeing her slip her finger back into her cunt was enough to make me cum, and a fountain of jizz shot out the tip of my cock, landing on my stomach.

Carry watched intently as spurt after spurt of cum rained down on my chest. Her eyes went wide before rolling back as she thrust her fingers deeper into her twat. Her hips bucked haphazardly onto her hand as she climaxed. A highpitched squeal came from deep inside of her as she rode out her orgasm.

She fell back with her legs spread while she hammered her two fingers faster into her hole.

“Ahhh Gaaa,” she groaned quietly. Carry pulled her fingers out of her cunt, and held them up. “Do you want a taste?” she asked as she sucked one into her mouth. “Mmmm.”

I followed her lead and opened my mouth when she held her hand out again. A pungent aroma filled my nostrils as I sucked them into my mouth. While I swirled my tongue around her fingers, she scooped some of the semen off of my abdomen and licked it off. “Lay back,” she said, pushing down onto the mattress before proceeding to lick the cum off my belly. I had once tasted my goop and found it disgusting, but Carry seemed to like it and licked it all off.

After she snuck back to her side of the room, I lay there wondering where she’d gotten her taste for cum. A couple of days later, I got my chance.

“You awake, Billy?” she whispered in the darkened room. It was around midnight, and the only light was from the street light shining through the window. I mumbled yes and rolled over to see her slip under the curtain. “I can’t sleep. Do you mind if I come over?” She slid onto my mattress before I could answer. “I keep thinking about the other night, and I’m wondering if you’d like to do it again.”

I pulled my blanket off and slipped out of my pajama bottoms. “Yes, but this time can I suck your titties?” I whispered.

“Uhhuh.” Carry pulled her nightshirt off.

I could see her tits glowing in the dimly lit room. I reach out to touch her breast. It was soft and squishy when I squeezed it. I leaned over and sucked its nipple into my mouth, feeling it harden against my tongue as I licked it. She took my hand and guided it between her legs as she lay on her back. “Put your fingers in,” she said as she pushed my hand tighter to her cunt.

I slipped my finger into her slippery hole. I was amazed at the velvety, smooth texture of her insides. I leaned over to suck her other nipple while I slid my finger in and out of her pussy. Carry moan quietly. “There. At the top. Rub the bump, and then slip it back inside. Yes. Just like that.”

Carry grabbed my cock and started stroking me, whispering for me to show her how. I placed my hand over hers and masturbated myself with her hand. She began to undulate her hips as I thrust my fingers rhythmically into her gash.

“Ahhh. Um. I’m cumming. Keep going, Billy. Ahh, God. I’m cumming,” she moaned as she grasped my hand to hold it still.

“Lay on your back,” she said, pushing me over. Carry straddled my hips, pinning my cock to my belly with her dripping pussy. She slid her wet pussy up and down the length of my shaft, grinding herself on my throbbing cock. The silken softness of her pussy lips gliding over my shaft felt exquisite.

Carry leaned forward, hanging her tits in my face. “Suck my nipples,” she whispered as she ground against me. Moments later, she gasped as she climaxed again. “Suck them harder,” she groaned.

I grabbed her tits, sucking each in turn. “Let me put it in. Please. Just for a second,” I begged.

“No. We can’t, not without a rubber, and don’t try, or I will stop right now!”

It felt too good for her to stop, so I had to be content with what I was getting. I kept sucking her nipples until I was about to cum. “I’m gonna cum.”

Carry slid off of me and grabbed my dick. She held the tip of my cock in her mouth while she pumped her fist. I began to squirt when she swirled her tongue around the head. Stream after stream of sticky goo filled her mouth. “Mmmm,” she moaned as she sucked me dry. She licked my cock along the shaft after I had finished shooting my wad. “Where did you learn that?” I asked. Carry just grinned at me before grabbing her nightie and crept back to her bed. Again, I was left wondering. One thing I knew for sure was I needed to get some condoms, and quick.

The next day, I snuck into my mother’s room to check her nightstand for rubbers. Given the plethora of men she entertained, I figured she would have some. I knew enough not to take any from the new box of rubbers in her top drawer, so I rooted around until I found one in the back of her drawer behind her dildos and lube. “Huh, lube,” I thought to myself, wondering if I needed it when I used the rubber. I opted not to push my luck, thinking that Carry would be wet enough.

It was Friday, and I knew that my mom would stay at the bar until it closed or she found someone to go home with. Occasionally, that would mean that she’d bring them home, and we’d be privy to her loud moans as she was getting fucked. I hated it when she brought men home, even though she’d send them packing as soon as they finished.

That night, I sat in the living room, listening to her hum happily as she got ready for a night out. Mom threw a twentydollar bill on the coffee table as she walked out. “Order yourselves a pizza. I’ll be out late,” she said as she closed the door. Carry, and I knew that meant that she might come home in the morning.

The anticipation of going to bed was palpable as I waited until bedtime. Part of me hoped that Carry would suggest fooling around, and I even thought to ask but didn’t want to seem too forward. Around ten, I had given up waiting and told her I was going to bed. Carry followed me upstairs, saying, “It took you long enough. We could have been messing around this whole time.” I told her that I was waiting for her to suggest it first. “Well, next time, don’t wait!”

Carry grabbed me just inside the door to our bedroom and pushed me against the door, kissing me for the first time. Her tongue forced its way past my lips in search of mine. She reached her hand down the front of my pants and into my underwear, grabbing my cock. “This is all I’ve thought about all day. You can’t imagine how wet I am right now. I’ve been fidgeting on the couch next to you, waiting for you to make a move. You are in for a treat tonight,” she said as she sank to her knees.

Her hands were a flurry as she hurriedly unzipped my pant to fish my cock out. It was already standing tall by the time she released it from tighty whities. Carry licked along the vein a few times before sucking the head between her lips. She swirled her tongue around the tip, almost making me cum right then. “Hurry up and get these off,” she said as she yanked my pants down to my ankles.

I shuffled into my half of the room, trying not to fall, when I slipped out of my shoes. She undressed while I finished stripping out of my clothes. “Get on your back,” she told me as she undid her bra. Her titties bounced free as she pulled the cups away. Here, in the light, I could see how beautiful they were. They hung heavily as she bent over to remove her panties.

When she stood up, I saw that she had shaved her bush off. Her pussy lips shined a brilliant pink as they peeked out of her pussy. She tied her hair into a knot as she kicked my legs apart so she could kneel between them. I had no idea what she was doing when she bent over and took my cock into her mouth.

Carry flicked her tongue across the vein of my cock as she took it into her mouth a few times. “Do you like that?” she asked with a smile.

“Ya ya yeah,” I stammered as she took me back into her mouth, sucking on me for a minute or two.

She stood and squatted over my face, saying, “Your turn to lick me for a while.”

I raised slightly so I could slide my tongue into her pussy. She humped my face as I developed a rhythm. Her freshly shaved pubic hair gave me a rug burn as I licked her slit. Carry grabbed a handful of hair and yanked my head into her cunt when she started to cum. We took turns licking and sucking each other for a while. “I wish you had a condom so I could feel that big cock of yours inside of me,” she said as she knelt back down to suck me some more.

I told her that I had taken one from my mom’s nightstand. I reached for my pants. I rolled it on as Carry watched. My body trembled as I watched her lower her pussy ever closer. Her heat enveloped my cock as my cock sank into Carry’s cunt. I could feel the warmth of her vagina but not the silken fold that I had the previous night. Don’t get me wrong. It felt incredible, but not like slipping across her bare pussy lips.

Carry placed her hands on my chest as she began to rock her hips slowly as she guided it in. Once in, she leaned forward to dangle her tits in my face like the night before, asking me to suck them. I did. I squeezed her breasts to my face as I kissed and sucked her nips while she rode my cock. Soon, she was bouncing up and down, taking me all the way in and out of her pussy, riding me like a prized stallion.

My cock would slip out of her once and a while, and she’d have to reinsert my cock into her cunt. This last time that it happened, I felt a pinch, as if something had pulled my pubic hair. I tried to ignore it but couldn’t, so I asked to change positions.

Carry lay flat on top of me and rolled us over with my cock still buried inside her twat. When I shifted to my knees, I felt the pinch again, and then suddenly, the exquisite silken feeling returned. I glanced down, thinking that the condom had slipped off, but I could still see the top of it as I thrust in and out of Carry’s cunt.

Thinking that everything was good, I went to town on Carry’s pussy. I slammed my meat stick into her as I went back to sucking her nipples. Carry’s moans started to sound like my mother’s when she was really getting it good.

Carry wrapped her legs around my waist, clenching me tight as she came. Her quivering quim vibrated on my cock shaft, driving me closer to cumming. She reached around and grabbed my ass cheeks, yanking me into her as hard as she could. “Ahh, God. Fuck me!” she groaned loudly.

After a few more thrusts, I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I dumped my load of cum into her gaping hole. My body instinctively thrust and bucked as spurt after spurt of cum poured out of my cock.

Carry wrapped her arms around me, squeezing tightly as she whimpered, “I feel it. It’s so warm inside of me.”

In a panic, I pushed off of her. Kneeling between her legs, I watched a river of cum pour out of her gaping hole. “The condom broke,” she shrieked. She scooped her fingers into her pussy and fished out…