The
Osborn’s and the Sherlock’s had lived in Childean for many generations and
every year they had a family holiday together in Spain.
Peter and Kate Osborn and their sons
Brian and Mark, Kate’s sister Christine Sherlock and husband David and their
daughters Karen and Julie, and they stayed
in the Villa that was jointly owned by the two families every year in Moraira,
just along the coast from Benidorm.
Mark
Osborn was a twenty nine year old solicitor who still lived in the old family
home in Childean although, his parents having retired to their Spanish Villa and his brother Brian was working for a
magazine in New York.
On one family holiday in Spain Mark, who was a few weeks short of
his nineteenth birthday at the time, made love to his Aunt Christine’s oldest
daughter Karen, who was just sixteen, for the first of many occasion.
One Wednesday he was working from
home and he got up early and emailed the documents he had been working on the
night before and then had a leisurely breakfast.
It was just before 10 o’clock when Karen walked through the front door and called
“Hi cuz”
“Hi Karen”
he responded, “I’m in the kitchen”
When she
walked in the kitchen she was dressed in a dark blue uniform that he hadn’t
seen before.
“What’s
this then, new uniform?” he asked
“New job”
she replied proudly and gave him a twirl “Ward sister at the Winston Churchill”
“Well
done” he said and hugged her,
Her
uniform was all crisp and new and still had that fresh laundered smell.
“Do you
have time for celebration shag?” he asked hopefully
“Why do
you think I’m here?” she replied and then kissed him
“Where
would you like it Sister?” he asked between kisses
“Here
will suffice I don’t want to be late for my new job” she replied as she rubbed
her mound against the bulge in his jeans.
“Just
don’t spaff on my new uniform”
Then she
returned her attention to his mouth and her tongue darted in and out of his
mouth as her hands undid his trousers and before long she was tugging roughly on
his cock.
After a
moment or two she disengaged her mouth from his and turned around and bent over
resting her elbows on the counter top and wiggled her round arse at me.
Apparently
she was ready to go so he shuffled up behind her like a horny penguin and began
tugging her uniform up over her arse, which was naked.
“Where are
your drawers?” he asked
“In the
car” she replied
“Nuff
said” he responded and undid the zip of her uniform and slipped his hands
inside and roughly groped at her tits while she rubbed her hind quarters
against his cock.
But
every time she was about to engulf him he withdrew and teased her until the
fourth time when she looked over her shoulder at him as she rested on her elbows
and pleaded with her eyes so he grabbed her hips and in one easy movement he penetrated
her tight hairless fanny and judging by her vocal response it was very much to
her satisfaction.
He
took hold of her tits and cupped them as he pounded on her creamy pussy, the
sound of her arse cheeks slapping against his belly was like applause and the
coarse moans she was emitting were like encores.
So
he pounded on her harder and faster.
The
applause grew, her vocalizing grew, the electric pace grew and the wobble of
her tits grew until to rapturous applause and what sounded like baying wolf
calls they both came.
And
there she was his kissing cousin spent and disgraced bent over his kitchen
counter with
his twitching cock still inside her.
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