Solicitor Ray Gordon drove from Abbottsford to Tipton to spend the Easter Weekend with his Aunt and Uncle’s family, he was expected sometime on the Morning of Good Friday, but the trial he was working on unexpectedly finished two days early, so he travelled to Tipton on Thursday.
He
arrived just after lunch and used the spare key under the planter and let
himself in.
As
he entered, he found the house quiet but for the ticking of the Grandfather
clock, so he deposited his bags in the hall and walked towards the kitchen, and
it was as he approached the kettle that he became aware that he was not alone
in the house.
He
was going to call out and announce himself but he was intrigued by the nature
of the sounds emanating from the utility room so he proceeded stealthily, and
as he quietly approached he could see through the open the door and could view
a most interesting scene, where his young cousin Derri, back from university, was
stood in the corner with her back to him, her T-shirt and bra rucked up above
her breasts and her jeggings pulled half way down her thighs, one hand was
fondling her breast and the other one down the front of her knickers pleasuring
herself.
He
walked slowly and stealthily towards the room, on her blind side, and as he got
closer, he could hear the soft moans accompanying her fingering.
He
was about five or six paces from her when she suddenly became aware of his
presence and gasped, then Derri withdrew her hand from her pussy and pressed
herself close to the wall in an effort to cover up her nakedness, her
pleasuring hand was now flat against the tiles, and he could distinctly see
moisture glistening on two of her fingers.
“Don’t
stop on my account,” Ray said continuing to close the distance between them and
she said nothing Derri just stood stock still against the wall.
When
he was standing directly behind her she took a deep breath, and as he put his
hands against the naked skin of her waist, she let the breath out again.
He
ran his hands slowly up her back and could feel her ribs beneath his fingers
and her heart thumping behind them.
As
his eager hands traversed her back, he tried to slip one hand between her and
the tiles and grab one of her breasts, but Derri prevented him and pushed his
hand, but not away, she pushed it down towards her pussy.
So,
he obligingly moved his hand across her quivering flat belly and down into her knickers
and ran his fingers through her coarse fluff and rubbed her mound of Venus
gently, eliciting a low moan.
He
continued to rub her gently for several moments and began to move towards her
slit, but instead of fingering her gash he put his left hand on her hip and
yanked her knickers and jeggings down to her knees with his right.
Then
he slapped her small white cheek hard and left a big red handprint.
He
knew he didn’t need to frig her fanny as he could see she was ready for him by
the damp patch in her knickers, so he dropped his jeans and admired his erection
for a moment.
Ray
then slid his left hand from her hip across her soft belly and gripped her
right hip firmly.
She
was breathing in quick short pants when he lifted her small frame off the
ground.
Bringing
her cunny up to cock height and still gripping her tightly with his left arm he
used his right hand to hold his shaft and introduced his swollen cock to her
waiting pussy.
She
gasped as he penetrated her, he didn’t know if she was a virgin or not, she’s
been at university for two years after all, but he also knew she was a keen
rider and it’s difficult to tell with horsy types, many a cherry had been
popped while in the saddle.
She
was nice and tight though, and if she had been a virgin she wasn’t anymore.
He
continued to support her weight with his left arm wrapped around her middle
while his right hand grasped the shelf to give him some purchase while he
fucked her.
She
was hugging the tiled wall with her left hand on windowsill her right hand
grasping the same shelf as Ray, and she was moaning uncontrollably as he
pounded into her.
He
was banging her so hard the cheeks of her little arse were slapping against his
belly like wave lapping against the side of a boat.
Derri
really was nicely tight, and he was relishing his task as he went up her again
and again and with every deep penetration, she let out little high-pitched
grunts.
Ray
could feel himself on the threshold and Derri had started to squeal with each
stroke.
Her
knuckles whitened as she hung on for dear life as he banged into her and her
squeals turned to squeaks and ended with a scream of satisfaction when she went
rigid, and he finished inside his honey cunnied little cousin.
He
left his cock up her until it twitched its last, and they were both breathing
hard after their exertions when he pulled it out of her and Derri let out a
long sigh, then he lowered her back to terra firma.
“Welcome
home” he said and patted her cheek.
Then
he wiped his wet cock on a piece of her laundry before redressing himself.
Derri
didn’t speak, she just stood there against the wall, panting out long sighs,
her jeggings and soiled panties still round her knees, and moisture glistening
on the inside of her thighs.
As
he left the utility room he said
“Get
yourself showered and I’ll see in your room in ten minutes.”
Then
he added
“But
only if you’re interested in more of the same.”
It
was about a minute later when he heard her run noisily upstairs, and after he
washed the lust off his body, he walked naked and erect to Derri’s room where
she was already in bed waiting for another portion of her cousins’ cock.
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