The plane touched down- finally- in Phoenix. Alyssa stood up and began to make her way down the crowded isle to get off after a flight that seemed far too long.
She had recently moved to Oklahoma to avoid her troubles in the Southwest, especially after her sexual encounters with Hank, her scarce-18 year old neighbor who had first raped her, but whom she ran back to continually for a fuck. Gradually her life had fallen apart- she broke up with the man she was sure to marry, unable to tell him why; and she had almost gotten pregnant from Hank. The worry had cost her her nice new job, and slowly her 'goodie two shoes' friends distanced themselves from her.
But family was family. They had insisted that she fly in for Thanksgiving to the isolated family ranch north of town. Her cousin Jake was picking her up at the airport and she had to look forward to a 2 hour drive to the ranch house where she would probably be stuck in the attic-turned barracks style guest room with all the cousins and such. She wasn't looking forward to it.
The baggage track went round and round, and hers never showed... another thing to ruin her day. Filing a claim at the Southwest office, she made her way with her single carry on and purse to the curb where Jake had been waiting for a half hour.
"Hey Alyssa, good to see you," he said as she hopped in. "No bags?"
"They lost them. You'll have to bring me down in the morning to check and see if they came in on another flight."
"That sucks. Well, my sister can fix you up. She's a little smaller than you, but it doesn't look like you mind a tight fit!" he laughed. Alyssa was instantly conscience of the fact she had worn a low cut v neck and her breasts were practically overflowing.
"Oh, well... it's hot in Oklahoma."
"That's fine. I was just giving you shit. Let's get a move on, tonight is pizza night!"
She looked at her cousin, who had gone from a dorky high school nerd to a bronzed young man almost done with his degree in mechanical engineering.
"So I heard you got into some trouble down in Tuscon, what was that about?"
"Oh nothing really... just a little debacle, it's no big deal."
"Big enough to move 3 states over is a pretty big deal. I got into some trouble myself. Seems I got drunk and had sex with this total cunt at a party on campus. She wasn't too into it, but was too drunk to fight me off... I didn't mean to, just sort of happened. Now I'm looking at getting kicked out of school, maybe even jail time for 'rape.'"
"That's horrible!" Alyssa said neutrally. She got flashbacks to her own first time. As she got aroused, she was conscience of the fact she was staring into space and biting her lip. She felt her pants get moist under her salivating pussy. Her legs rubbed together instinctively and she wanted nothing more than to just arrive so she could lock herself in the shower and make herself cum.
Her arousal heightened, she looked over at Jake and realized what a good looking kid he was. He was only a year younger than her, but his gaming and tech-nerdyness had made her look at him like a middle schooler all through high school and his freshman year at college. Now he had a California tan, was bulked up and had 'style,' a word he probably hadn't heard until two and a half years before.
She made herself make small talk with him, ignoring her sex drive until it subsided and they pulled into the driveway of the ranch house at the end of a long dirt road.
That night was torture. All her aunts, uncles, grandparents, and cousins were having a great time, but kept probing into the trouble she had gotten into with her great entry job. Her parents largely ignored her, under the impression she had quit because she was just lazy. 'If only they knew, they'd never talk to me again...' she thought to herself.
Finally at midnight she had a chance to shower. As she covered herself in cascading water and suds of soap, she began to touch herself; running her hands over her shapely breasts, across her stomach, and then when she couldn't stand it anymore her wet, juicy pussy. She massaged her clit, then let her fingers penetrate deep into her vagina.
More, and more, and more she fantasized about Hank, about the knife, about all the kinky things they had done. Then as her mind lost control to her heated sexual frenzy she kept seeing Jake. She tried to make it stop, but it felt so good to think about his body, his strong, bronze body, holding her tight and fucking her... his lips kissing her back, her neck, her lips... She fantasized of being as restrained by him as she was by this fantasy itself; completely at his control.
She started to cum. Her body was twitching, vibrating as it went into the sexy, enthralling spasms of orgasm. She wanted to moan but knew she couldn't... this shower was right next to the large, open room where 4 of her cousins were bedded with her. Finally release, as she came bending over and feeling totally relieved. Then she realized she had fantasized about her cousin. She felt dirty, like she had done something wrong. She started drying off when there was a knock at the door.
"Alyssa, Jake, Sammi, Austin and I are gonna get blitzed if you're down. Austin brought up a cooler of beer and Jake has his Xbox and a bottle of Grey Goose!"
"I'll be out in a minute, Lisa." Her cousin Lisa was the only one older than her, which wasn't saying much... of the five of them in the room upstairs here, none were more than 3 years apart.
Lisa, Jake's sister, had loaned her a pair of shorts and a tank to sleep in. Throwing these on, she went out the door into the attic-bedroom. The others were already buzzed, playing a stupid video game. Jake looked over. "No bra huh 'Lyss?"
"No undies at all... they're all in my bags."
"That's cool." He was already staring at the screen again.
Alyssa had never drank much before- her parents were always against it- but once she moved to Oklahoma she had needed a drink now and again with her new girlfriends to forget her problems. Hell, it was something fun to do in an otherwise boring town.
After an hour they were all drunk. The TV was on, but at 1 AM it was all infomercials.
"This is gay," Austin quipped. He started turning channels until he hit on a screen of a slutty blond bimbo riding a black guy's cock like her life depended on it.
"Holy shit! That's a huge cock!" Sammi gasped loudly, then shoved her hand over her mouth.
"Shut up! The others are asleep..." Jake sighed. As he reached to change the channel Sammi and Austin both jumped to grab the remote. "Leave it, it's the only thing on."
"Yeah except I'm here with my cousins and no pussy to relieve this!" Jake said in his drunken logic, pointing to a bulge in his pants. Alyssa's eyes widened, and in her drunken stupor she mumbled all too loudly, "speaking of large cocks..."
All eyes shot to her. "Sorry, I mean... look at that!"
"That's my brother, I'd rather not, honey," Lisa laughed.