Sexy Cousins

This story is about two cousin’s, Angie, and Heather and how I how I fit into this picture of sex, fun, and a little heartbreak.

I’m Rick, 39, single, and a year removed from a twenty year stint in the US Marines Corp. I went in when I finished high school, and loved my position so much, I stayed the required twenty for retirement. I left as an E-7 Gunnery Sergeant. Loved my time in the service, although there was a few times it got harry out in the field.

I am 5’ 10, 175 pounds, brown hair and eyes, and in good shape, even today. When I got out, I landed a job at this company that manufactures products for the Defense Department, and other major corporations. My job is in the security section. This is where I met Heather, who was a 28 year old blond beauty, single, very attractive, but could stand to work out a little to tone her body.

The first day I reported to work, Heather was given the duty to show me around and explain her role, and that of the others in her department, which was basically computer intrusion by outside forces. Hacking companies known for working for the government is big time thing.

Heather was dressed to kill too, with a black medium length skirt, that hugged her ass nicely and still showed off her lovely legs. She had on a peach color top that accented her green eyes, and definitely showed off her 36C breasts. Heather stands a good 5’ 6, and is about 130 pounds of pure woman.

I spent the whole day with her, and found her funny and quite talkative. I am kind of a quiet person, but around her, I found myself easily carrying a conversation. I also found out that she is a touchy feely type of woman, who, when talking to you, would place her hand on your arm or shoulder. I was thinking by the end of the day it would be nice if she would do that when we were naked.

The whole week went quite well, and I was getting into my new life, both at work, and on the home front. I had rented a small 2 bedroom apartment, not far from the plant. My parents house, was a few miles away too. My mom lived in a 3 bedroom home, that we have had for 40 some years. My dad had recently passed away, a year back.

By Friday afternoon, I was ready for some time off, and the weekend of rest and relaxation. Heather came up to me, just before quitting time and asked what plans I had for this weekend. I told her I didn’t really have any, except to go over my mom’s and do some chores for her. I asked what she was doing and she said not much of anything. So I asked if she wanted to do dinner, and she gladly accepted. She gave me her address, which was a few blocks from me, and I said I would pick her up at 7pm.

When I arrived, Heather invited me in, out of the cold March air. She was now wearing black slacks the really hugged her body nicely, showing off her ass. She had on a pink sweater, that had a deep V which showed off plenty of cleavage. Her hair was down, unlike at work, where she wears it in a ponytail or bun. Her blond hair is only shoulder length, but looks real good down. I told her that she looked great, which got a nice thank you from her, as she slid her hand on my arm.

I was wearing a pair of khaki pants, and a blue button down shirt. As I watched her get ready, my cock was stirring a little, taking in her beauty. We left shortly after my arrival, to a nice steak house I knew, but had not been to in years. It was favorite of my parents.

Dinner was excellent, and the conversation just seemed to flow nicely. She asked why I stayed in the service so long. I told her that I really enjoyed my job there, and who can beat three square meals a day, a bed to sleep on, and not worry about fashion, since we all wore the same outfits.

She asked if I ever saw action, and I said, yes, quite a bit. I did 4 deployments over in the middle east, not all of them were hot spots. When I was first in, I got to go to Japan and then Italy. I served on two battleships too. She thought that was weird, being a Marine, but on a Navy ship. I laughed and said that the Marines are part of the Navy. We are the ones that fight, unlike the Navy personnel, which haven’t a clue how to fight, basically they are pussy’s. She laughed at that.

She found out that I have an older brother, who lives in Atlanta, but I haven’t seen him in years, which is good, since I can’t stand his wife, who is a real bitch on wheels, in my book. I told her of the passing of my dad the year before. She then told me about how, when she was 16, her mom and step dad were killed in an auto accident. She never knew her real dad. He left them when she was 6 months old and never heard from him.

Her mom had an older sister, like fifteen years older than her mom, but she had died from cancer when Heather was 14, so her mom had no close relatives, except for her niece Angie. So when mom died, Angie said she would take Heather in. Angie was 30 at the time, and married to a real loser too. He was a drunk, and only worked when he felt like it.

She said it was weird at first, living with them, since she hardly knew Angie, but was grateful she was with family. She said what bothered her was the fact they would fight all the time. And if they weren’t fighting, they were fucking. She said many a time Angie would come to her room and just lay on the bed with Heather, just to escape the asshole.

Then she told me about an incident that happened about 6 months in to her stay there. The husband, Paul, came to her room one night, drunk and tried to force sex on her. She let out a blood curdling scream, which brought Angie into the room. Angie picked up a umbrella and started hitting him with it. Paul stumbled and fell down and hit his head, and knocked himself out.

Angie called the police and had him arrested for attempted rape and battery. She divorced him and he never served a day in jail, except the first night. Luckily, we never heard from him again. So it was just me and Angie from that point on. I graduated the next year from high school, and then went to the college in town, where I graduated with a BS in computer science. Then did my masters, and ended up at the plant.

She said she dates every now and then, but nothing steady. She said Angie is the same way, dates, but only on occasion because all she seems to find if losers. Heather said she is not looking for a steady guy, who wants the quote, serious relationship. Just a friend to do things with, and to scratch that itch, if you know what I mean, when the itch comes a calling.

To me, she sounded perfect, nothing serious, just a friend, and a fuck buddy, though she didn’t put it that way. I never had a serious relationship. It is not worth it in the service. Seen to many guys, who had wives and families, never make it back home in one piece, or they came home in a box. I couldn’t see putting someone through that ordeal, not if you truly loved them.

After dinner, we stopped at this little pub she knew, that always had a band playing on Friday nights. Heather was drinking long island ice tea’s, and I stuck with beer. The drinks loosened her up some, and me too, for she pulled me onto the dance floor a couple of times. After the last dance, she said, damn, you move good for an old man, you got any other moves, in different situations? I said, for an old man, I may have to show you. She then kissed me lightly on the lips, and we went back to the table.

She asked if I was ready to leave, and I said, sure, when ever you are ready. We left and on the ride home, she said she had a great time tonight. I told her I did too, and would like to see her again. She said, oh I think that can be arranged.

I walked her up to her door and she asked me to come in for a bit. I asked, are you sure? She said I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t sure. Once inside, she took my coat and hung it with hers, then turned back to me, put her arms around my neck, and kissed me. This kiss had all the passion two lovers could ever have.

Our tongues danced together, like we did on the dance floor, tasting one another. Then I started kissing down her neck, and listened to her moans of pleasure. She then grabbed my hand and said to come on.

Heather walked us down the hall to her bedroom, where we both stripped as fast as we could. When her bra came off, her tits stood there firm as could be. Dark areola’s with dark nipples, just begging to be sucked. Then her pants hit the floor and all she had on was a black thong. God she looked so good, and I wanted her real bad now. My shirt was off and my pants, like hers, dropped to the ground. She came into my arms and kissed me again.

We stayed there for a few minutes kissing, my hands running up and down her back, and then over her ass. Her tits were crushed to my chest, and her hands were playing with my ass, through the boxers I was wearing. She then started to slide my boxers down, and let my raging hard on out of its confinement. She looked down at it, then grabbed it and said, holy fuck, you are big Rick.

It is almost 9 inches, but not real thick in girth, but will get the job done. I slid her thong off now and saw that she shaves her pussy and had a tat, just above the lips. It was a heat and had a tiny arrow at the bottom pointing to her snatch. Just before we moved to the bed, she asked lights on or off. I said, who cares, whatever you want.

Heather giggled and said, good, they stay on, I like watching who I fuck. She then asked, do you get offended easily? I said oh hell no, I’m a Marine, you can’t offend us. She said good, because she loves to talk dirty during sex, and even not having sex too. I hadn’t seen that side of her yet.

We then laid on the bed and started kissing, while her hand went for my cock and started stroking it. My hand went right for her pussy and started rubbing all around down there. She was completely soaked at this point. She broke the kiss and said, damn, I really need to suck that cock of yours. I said it’s all yours, but while you do that, swing that sweet little pussy over my face.

We got into a 60 position, with her on top and ate each other for a good ten minutes. She felt marvelous as she sucked me. It had been a good six months since I had a woman, so I could go off easily right now. I told her I was going to cum soon, and as I said that, she came with a force. She ground down on my face as she let out a loud groan and said she was cumming.

Heather then got off of me, then mounted me and guided my cock into her wet slit, and came down hard, burying my cock deep inside her. She yelled out, God Yes, fuck me with this big cock. She was a wild woman now, the whole bed was shaking, from her up and down motions. Since she had the end unit of the townhouses, I was glad there was only one neighbor to hear this going on. I later found out, that it was an old couple who were hard of hearing.

It did not take long for me to want to cum, and I let her know. Heather said good, fill my cunt with your hot cum baby. So I shot rope after creamy rope of cum in her. As I finished, Heather started to cum, and the whole neighborhood should have heard her. She didn’t care either, she was in the mood for sex, and was getting it.

As we came down from our high, she said I hope you are not done yet. I said lord no, and rolled her to her back. My cock was still ridged, deep inside her. She looked up at me and said, oh good, I need more, and I think you’ll be spending the night here mister. Best way, she said, is to awake in the morning and have a good fuck to start the day.

We fucked two more times, until my cock couldn’t go anymore. We laid there panting and Heather said, my god Rick, how long has it been for you, an di said a good six months. She said no wonder, I feel so full of your cum right now, I’ll be leaking all night. She curled up in my arms and we fell asleep.

We did wake the next morning, and fuck right away. Then we fucked in the shower, went to breakfast, came back and fucked one more time, before I had to leave and go to my mom’s, for some needed rest from the fuck marathon. She even texted me a couple of times saying how great we were in bed together and was getting horny, so come back over later and let’s fuck some more.

For the next three months, we met and fucked about three time s week. Either at her place, or mine. She came over one night, and she had on a long coat. Kind of weird, I thought, seeing it was May, and not to bad out. Then when she got inside, she took it off and revealed that all she had on was this push up bra that exposed her hard nipples, and white thong, and thigh high white stockings. She kissed me and said she feels so slutty tonight and take her now. That night we fucked on the couch and then the table, and finally in bed, where she said fuck my ass.

I have to say, this girl was insatiable, but I wasn’t complaining. I did know that she also went out with other guys during this time, but never let me know if she fucked them as well. I didn’t care because she was fulfilling my needs, and what she did otherwise, was not my business.

Also, during these past few months, she introduced me to Angie, her cousin. First time we met, Heather said let’s go over and I can introduce you to her. She is amazing and my best friend. When we got to Angie’s I could see that she definitely was in need of a man around the house. Her house needed some repairs, but as Heather told me, she just doesn’t have the money to spare to fix it up.

Angie was outside when we pulled up. When Heather got out of the car, she ran right up to Angie and hugged her tight and then kissed her on the lips. It’s the type of kiss and hug, you generally don’t see cousins do. Then she introduced me to Angie as a friend from work.

Angie, as I found out, was 42, 5’4, maybe 125 pounds soaking wet. She had on cut off jeans that were pretty short, and a blue blouse. Her tits were about the same size as Heathers.