I couldn't believe my luck, here I was sat opposite two gorgeous Blondes. Did I mention they were 20 and twins? I could hear them talking but wasn't listening. I was looking. Tina had the tightest jeans imaginable on. I was reminded of Sandy from Grease, the story was that Olivia Newton John had to be sewn into the leather outfit at the end because it was so tight. Tina also wore a loose flowery blouse and high heels. I felt a tingling sensation.
'Not now' I urged myself. I looked over to her sister, Jo. She was more casual, but not any less sexy for it. She had jogging pants on and a tight T-shirt. Her long blonde hair tied back. Jo also wore those damn trainers I find so irresistible on girls. She was athletic, and breathing heavily from her jogging session in the morning. I could just make out that she wore a small pair of black knickers and they were showing from above the elastic of her pants. Tina handed her a glass of water and asked me if I wanted anything.
'Oh erm, no. I have to go.' I made my excuses and left, I didn't want to obviously, but my groin was really waking up. As I climbed the stairs of the cheap Motel I found myself in I thought to myself how lucky I was Max hadn't decided to turn up.
I flung open the door and rest my head on the pillow. I could hear the adjacent shower was on and knew that my cousin was inside taking a wash. I called her my cousin, even though she was just a really good friend of the family. People said we were like brother and sister, but that didn't allow for my wild fantasies so Cousin was fine. She was the reason I was here, but damn she was good-looking. My mind rushed with all the times I had seen her looking at her best. The time we went on a family trip and she wore the tight T-shirt she had just bought. She had long black hair and a pale complexion. She was just a touch taller than me, and always dressed reservedly. I had my first hard-on thinking about her and she reminded about the happiest moments from my youth. Her perfectly formed body was around the corner and i sat up like a shot as she entered the room. I was slightly disappointed to see her dressed in her usual smart but baggy outfit. Her hair was still wet though as she sat on her bed. If only we had got here later, we might have been forced to get a room with a double bed.
'Did you ask em?' she asked in her lilting English tone.
'Yeah, they don't know the way, we might as well get the map'
She seemed disappointed, i wanted to reach over and hold her, but it wasn't going to happen. See we were here form England. In the Deep south of nowhere on the way from the airport. Her parents lived out here and one of them was sick. We came out and were driving to them, but it was a couple of days from the airport. She looked as though she was going to cry, and me being the jerk I am I was turned on. I thought she needed a moment alone, so I left, feeling worse than ever.
I jumped into the pool and stayed under for a while. I tried to clear my mind of my desires and come to terms with the situation. As I emerged from the water I was greet by the sight of two black high heels staring at me. I looked up the creamy white legs, shot past the shortest skirt ever and looked into the eye of the young redhead stood in front of me. Behind her someone was unpacking a car.
'Hi there' She said in a light Californian accent.
'Hi' was the formulaic response I gave.
'Mom wondered if this was a private pool, or if we could all use it'
'Oh I am only here for the day, so I'm sure anyone can use it.'
'Great, we're going to unpack, be back later'
She carried on talking, but I had dropped out of the conversation. The mentioning of mom had aroused my interest. And sure enough I could see a tallish woman in her late thirties in the distance. Having always been attracted to older women this was too good to miss. She had curly red hair, and a curvaceous body. Her magnificent breasts were covered by a loose shirt but were drawing me never the less. She climbed the steps to go up and called her daughter 'Becky' to join her. As I looked back at the nubile 19-year-old in front of me I was so glad I was in the water. My dick was as hard as a lead pipe and it was getting harder. I now noticed that from where I stood, with Becky above me as it were, I could see up her skirt. The red curls of her pubic hairs were showing from around the tight white panties she wore. As she moved I could see her pussy lips were the finest pink colours imaginable. She had never been fucked before. She turned and headed off up the stairs. I stayed in the pool for an hour before my pocket rocket had collapsed.
WELL, HELLO MAX.
I struggled up stairs. The cheap styling I found myself surrounded in did nothing for my ego. I always imagined I was better than all this. Guess I was wrong. Or maybe just terribly depressed. I hadn't got 'lucky' for ages and felt stressed about it all. As I wondered into room 76 I saw my cousin getting off the phone. She smiled a luscious smile, and I felt all right.
'Dads better, he said we should take our time and leave tomorrow' she hushed
'Good, that's great' I replied
'Yeah, I guess it's going to be a long night'
How right she was. I could see her lying on the bed. She looked so good. She had tears of joy and was drifting in out of a light sleep. I lay down on my bed and tried to get a little nap as well. It was impossible. You know what they say, '
you can sleep with a light on, but never with a hard on'
. I turned around to see her, her green eyes were behind those closed eyelids and I could smell her from here. Barefooted I could see her ankles, oh god. No matter what she wore her ankles would show. I loved those perfectly formed ankles and wanted to lick them, her left arm rested on her chest as her chest heaved. I closed my eye gripped the sheets tightly and froze. Time stood still, I had to leave before it was too late. I jumped up and left the room in a hurry. 'Damn, damn it' I thought to my self. I still had my left hand in a tight grip and hit out. The wall shuddered and my hand recoiled quickly. But I felt good. I lashed out again, only harder this time. On the seventh punch I was satisfied and headed towards the stairs.
Looking around I lent my bleeding hand on the wall and caught my breath. As I looked through the window of the room nearest me I recognised Becky. She was lying in her bed, naked as the day she was born, apart from a pair of pink socks. She was moving her soft hands up and down her tight little body. She stopped at her crotch and lingered there for a moment. I wasn't moving an inch, if I did she might catch me, or more importantly I might miss something. The small amount of hair she had down there was shaped neatly, and I could see her fingers were slickly wet from her own saliva. I caught a glimpse of her pink starshaped butthole and realised that she was frightened of it. She concentrated all her efforts on her cunt, which was now slightly more open. She positioned herself so she could touch her clit easily whilst her fingers explored. Low audible gasps came from her mouth as one of the pink socks slipped off her feet. Spreading her legs wider she made sure her fingers were wet when she turned over to her front, so that her ass was pointing up.
Slowly she pulled her knees up to her cute pink tits and began to explore from this new position. As the pussy juices ran down her hand, I could feel the same sensation on my hand. I looked around saw the blood leaking from my hand. My head felt light and my breathes grew faster and deeper. My heart pounded and I began to drift into my sub-consciousness.
'Run in and fuck her, HARD'
