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.
Bright and early one Saturday morning when he opened the front door it
was to see the familiar face of his cousin Karen.
It wasn’t the first time she had been to the house, but it was the first
time she had a professional reason for being there.
Great Aunt Agatha had been in hospital and had a bunion removed and
needed a little time to recuperate.
She had sufficient insurance to pay for her to stay in a nursing home
but she had said she had no desire to be fussed over by a bunch of frumpy
nurses so the family put their collected heads together and it was decided she
should stay at Mark’s house for a week and the family would take it in turns to
look after her and Saturday morning was Mark’s time.
“Hi Kaz,” he said
“Hi Cuz” she replied “and before you start, if you make any reference to
“frumpy nurses” I’ll smash your face in”
“Grumpy nurse more like” Mark said, “I think you need to work on your
bedside manner”
“My manner is exceptionally good at the bedside” she corrected him and
gave him a kiss “as you well know”
After he had closed the door she asked
“I’m a bit early,” she said looking at her watch “is she up?”
“She’s in the bath” he replied, “come and have some coffee”
As they sat drinking their coffee he asked
“How come you’re here so early?
“I’ve come straight from the hospital” she replied “in fact do you mind
if I hang around here for a bit, I’m on a split shift today and by the time I
get home it’ll be time to head back again”
“Sure, no problem” he replied
As the morning went on Mark was beginning to regret his decision as Karen
was excessively tactile, invading his personal space at every opportunity and
she even kept rubbing up against him like an overly friendly puppy and she did
everything to make her affections clear without actually shagging his leg.
As the morning went on Mark was beginning to regret his decision as Karen
was excessively tactile, invading his personal space at every opportunity and
she even kept rubbing up against him like an overly friendly puppy and she did
everything to make her affections clear without actually shagging his leg.
Eventually he got fed up of her in constant touchy feely mode and
following him everywhere, she was like sticky glue, but it was when she followed
him into the utility room that he snapped
“What is the matter with you Karen? Are you really on a split shift
today or is just that you want me to split your whiskers?”
“I don’t have any whiskers” she replied all coy. “But…”
“But what?” he snapped again
“I’m so horny” she confessed
“Well I can’t do anything about that at the moment” he said
“But I’m really horny” she pleaded
“Well you need to go and deal with it,” he told her
“I already did that, twice, and I’m still horny” Karen replied
“Well go and try again,” he said
“But it’s not MY finger that I need” she pleaded again
Just at that moment the washing machine reached the spin cycle
“Sit on that” he said and walked out
He assumed she must have taken his advice, as he didn’t see her for
about half an hour.
When she did reappear he was sitting in the kitchen talking to Aunt
Agatha and Karen boosted herself up so she was sitting on the kitchen counter
behind her.
Then she decided to up the stakes by playing the “Basic Instinct”
gambit, sitting in his eye line “Sans Pants” and making quite sure he knew it
as she kept flashing her hairless minge at him while he was trying to talk to their
aunt.
The problem was that the thought of her wanking herself off really
turned him on.
And ever since she told him that when she hadn’t been rubbing up against
him, she was somewhere in the house rubbing herself he wanted her.
He had a semi brewing and the thought of her sitting on the washing
machine vibrating her pussy to a climax stirred him even more.
Karen was sitting flashing her fingered flange at him and he just wanted
to fuck her there and then in fact he couldn’t have wanted to fuck her more if
she’d started to wank herself off with Aunt Agatha sitting there.
He tried to keep eye contact with Aunty when she spoke but obviously his
eyes kept wandering from Aunt Agatha’s eyes to Karen’s sticky lips.
Thankfully before he exploded in his pants Karen’s mum came breezing
into the kitchen and Karen’s leg snapped shut like a bear trap or perhaps more
appropriately a clamshell.
Aunt Agatha was reading an article from her magazine aloud, the subject
matter of which escaped him, as did the magazines title.
Luckily Mrs Sherlock’s arrival was timely as it meant he didn’t have to
show just how little attention he had been paying to his Great Aunt.
Aunt Agatha was reading an article from her magazine aloud, the subject
matter of which escaped him, as did the magazines title as his gaze had been
fixed on Karen’s busy fingers in her juicy hairless pussy.
Luckily Mrs Sherlock’s arrival was timely as it meant he didn’t have to
show just how little attention he had been paying to his Great Aunt.
The four of them sat and had lunch together and all through lunchtime
Mark was trying to figure out how he was going to get into Karen.
He sat there making polite conversation all through lunch while looking
for a sure fire way he could manage to shag her.
The fact that her mother was sitting at the same table just made it all
the more exciting.
They could have tried sneaking off to his study or they could have
turned his garage into a house of pleasure but the most likely outcome was
going to be going out in the car for some contrived reason and parking in the
woods and shagging her senseless in the car.
He couldn’t wait until lunch was over he was finding it difficult to
interact; having never been able to maintain a conversation and an erection at
the same time.
As they were clearing away after lunch their filthy lustful prayers were
answered as once she had settled Great Aunty Agatha upstairs for her afternoon
nap Karen’s mum rang her dad to take her shopping in Abbottsford for the
afternoon.
As soon as Mr Sherlock picked up his wife and the invalid was safely
settled down Karen would be able to get the fucking she’d been begging for all
day.
When Karen’s mum reappeared from settling her Aunty she asked Mark
“Are you ok? You seem a little distracted today”
“I’m fine I’m just a little tired is all” he lied “I didn’t sleep very
well last night”
Well she had clearly noticed his distraction but he didn’t know if she
had picked up on what was bothering “little miss hot lips”
Mrs Sherlock was normally very perceptive, sharp as a knife in fact,
however the thought of a shopping trip must have dulled her senses.
The moment he heard the front door closed he went in search of his prey
and as he approached the kitchen he suddenly caught sight of Cousin Karen
sitting on the kitchen counter completely naked fingering her hairless pussy.
The nagging semi he had been nursing for hours stemming from his earlier
thoughts of Karen’s self-abuse now turned into a full on boner.
Karen wasn’t fazed or embarrassed as he walked into the kitchen, nor did
she stop what she was doing, it wasn’t the first time he’d caught her frigging
herself over the years and it wouldn’t be the last.
Karen wasn’t fazed or embarrassed as he walked into the kitchen, nor did
she stop what she was doing, it wasn’t the first time he’d caught her frigging
herself over the years and it wouldn’t be the last.
“What’s going on here then?” he said as he quickly undressed,
She didn’t answer but then it was a rhetorical question.
He walked towards her and kissed her full on the mouth.
Karen was still fingering her wet crack and then with her free hand she
reached out and grabbed his swollen cock
“I thought you couldn’t take care of my horniness today?” she said
mimicking me, between kisses
“A window opened up” he replied “and I see that you have too”
“Shut up and fuck me” she purred and pulled his throbbing cock towards
her moist pink pussy.
He hesitated, as he wanted to kneel before her shaven pussy and nosh on
her juicy cunt.
But after all her delicious sexy self-abuse she didn’t have time for
that.
“I need your cock, now” she moaned
So he let her plug his cock into her hot creamy cunny and with her legs
hooked behind his arse and her arms locked around his neck he fucked her hard,
which was after all what she wanted, a good hard fucking.
“Oh that’s it,” she moaned
She was so hot and she was so creamy being inside her was like being
immersed in warm honey.
As he pumped into her she let out deep rasping moans
“Oh Cuz, Cuz” she panted
Then her breaths became coarser and her moans deeper, her thighs were
holding his hips like a vice and her ankles were crossed beneath his buttocks
and holding him inside her.
Because she was gripping him so firmly he could only give her short
measured strokes, one after another and another until
“Ohhhhhhhhh” and she came to a shuddering climax and his instantly
followed and then she kissed him.
“God Mark I really needed that” she sighed still gripping him like a
vice.
“Are you satisfied now?” he panted
“If I say no will you fuck me again?”
“Yes” he replied
“Then I’m nowhere near being satisfied” Karen said
“Then you’d better get your slutty arse into the study then nurse”
He ordered her and she ran down the hall naked and into the study as
instructed.
Mark paused, but only to pick up all the clothes and then joined her.
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