As the first weeks after my arrival slowly eased into a normal routine, if anything that has happened since I arrived could be called routine, I began to feel like I was really getting settled in. I was getting reacquainted with all of the family I had lost touch with over the years, other than Roz! Everyone seemed very happy to have me back "Home", as they saw it. It really felt like I had returned to something I had desperately needed, a new lease on life.
Roz was more or less a fixture at my house now; although she made it clear to anyone who asked, she was just coming by to make sure I was getting settled. My family members were very glad to see Roz out and moving again. They even began to accept that we were spending so much time together "catching up"! No one seemed to think anything of her hanging out with her cousin as anything out of place. I was getting less nervous about what was really going on between us, as everyone just accepted us being very close friends! They were glad to see someone who made Roz happy again, even if I was just her cousin!
Whenever anyone was expected for company, Roz would arrive with whomever it was, to keep face. On the nights she stayed over (mostly weekends), she would always muss the bed in the room everyone was now considering as hers for her visits. They all thought it was great that we kept each other company and Roz was showing me around the area again. They even accepted that we always seemed to be going out to dinner together, or a show, or even just to hang out. I guess being older takes away any suspicion of wrong doing, unlike when we were kids!
For our part, we never allowed anyone to see that is was anything more than just what it appeared, a friendship! Roz was very quickly becoming someone I did not want to be away from for any length of time. She was the breath of new life I had needed for so long. Whenever we were together out of the sight of prying eyes, we were closer than any couple could ever be. We had fallen in love!
Just to keep up appearances, we both began to "date", just so everyone believed we were both getting on with our lives. After each failed date, we would come home and laugh as we told each other of the "nice guys or "cute girl", one of our many relatives had introduced us to. Roz and I agreed that this was a necessary ploy to keep anyone from finding out the truth. We also knew that neither one of us would take things any further than that! Trust was an unspoken thing we just have in each other; no words need ever be said about that!
It was after one of these phony dates that I found myself retelling the events of my "failed date" to Roz. Now this was a little tough to do, as Roz was riding my cock in "our" bed, as we now called it. Roz had gone with me to pick out something that would stand up to the wear and tear we were giving each other almost nightly. We just seemed to never be able to get enough of each other. All those long years of pent up frustrations, were finally finding a more than willing outlet in seemingly unending nights of wild lovemaking.
Roz wanted to try endless new positions, places, techniques, and even wanted to give something I had had fantasies about, being with other people, and giving a threesome a try! Not as a replacement for what we now had, but just because I was more than willing to try it too, if it was what we both wanted. I am a voyeur by nature, so when she first brought up the idea, I was thrilled to give it a try with her! She seemed reluctant to admit it had been one of the many fantasies she had had when she had been married to her ex. Never in a million years did she think she would ever have the nerve to actually go through with it, but it made for quite a few exciting sessions, when I would talk to her about another guy "helping me". Roz completely lost her mind in successive orgasms, as I described what another man would feel like, as we both pounded her into oblivion.
I told her how Shelly had agreed to try it with me a few times and how much she had enjoyed it as a change of pace! Roz wanted every detail, every little nuance of what had transpired. As she was riding my pole she would envision another man's cock in her mouth as we ravaged her simultaneously! Then she would always come back to reality, and the rest of the evening would be spent pleasing each other in any way we wanted. I must admit, I'm not sure how long either one of us can keep up the pace before we drop from sheer exhaustion!
"Oh Jack, you feel so good! I can't seem to get enough of you!" she purred, as she was again riding me in slippery bliss. Her tits tasted like morsels of candy in my mouth, as I happily sucked on them while she bounce up and down slowly on my happy cock.
My hands were pulling out on her wonderfully full ass cheeks, as my fingers explored her every crease and curve. Roz' ass is magnificent, soft, yet in another way, firm from the hours she puts in at the gym. Her pelvis makes a short jerking motion every time she reaches the full length of my eager cock. Roz has learned how to enjoy herself even more with me, now that the nervous jitters of our first hectic love making sessions has become more comfortable. There is no rush, no overpowering need to get things done now!
As she moans from yet another mini climax, I slip my thumb into her unsuspecting ass, sending her into a violent orgasm. Like any other time I do this, Roz begins twisting around like a mad woman, screaming in pleasure from the use that both of her holes are receiving. Her breath is coming in quick, uneven jerks as her body is rocked with uncontrollable spasms of pleasure.
"Un f-f-fair! You know how that drives me nuts, I think you enjoy tormenting me!" she moans.
"Your so right cuz! My entire existence is now devoted to driving you slowly out of your mind!" I smirk up at her. She hates it when I call her that anymore!
With a smirk of her own Roz reached back and grabbing my balls, squeezes slightly, "You were saying?" The smile was almost cat-like, I knew she was only joking but her point was well taken.
"All right, all right, I give, you win!" I tell her as she continues her slow self-impalement on my rigid member.
"Good boy! Call me that again, and I'll make you wait a week before I come back over here!" she smiles down at me. "Now get over here and finish this stud, I have to get to work sometime today!"
