Cousin Robyn

I sat in my workshop, surrounded by customers classic cars that needed work doing to them, pondering my life. I was 34, single and living back at my parents home. Well, that last bit isn't entirely accurate, my parents live in a very grand house with copious grounds and I live in a small cottage on the estate that used to be occupied by estate workers in years gone by. I had gone through an acrimonious divorce from my wife of 5 years and she had well and truly taken me to the cleaners. But then, she had caught me fucking her sister in our bed, so I am no angel and the affair was entirely my fault. Anyway, the upshot was that Jenny got the house, and I ended up back at Mum & Dad's home where I set about restoring the cottage to make it habitable and starting up my car repair business.

I saw Mum & Dad most days, if only briefly as one of them would usually pop into the workshop to see how I was and what I was working on. Today I was removing the engine from a 1968 MGB. In order to strip it right down and re-build it when Mum appeared.

"Hello Peter, darling," she said, "nice and busy I see."

"Hi Mum, yes but it should be a fairly straightforward re-build. Famous last words and all that!"

"Are you busy tonight?" She asked

"No, just me, a meal for one and the telly, why?" My suspicions were aroused as Mum was constantly traying to pair me up with eligible single women anywhere near my age.

"Your cousin Robyn is coming to stay for a few days, so I thought it would be nice for you to come and see her. It must be at least 10 years since you last saw her.

"Probably 7 years, 4 months," I replied, "Mine and Jenny's engagement party, " I think that she must have been about 12 or 13?"

"Well, however long ago it was, she is coming over to stay prior to staring university in the autumn."

"As ever, I will look forward to enjoying your cooking Mum, what are we having?"

"I have got some lovely Sea Bass to cook with salad and new potatoes"

"Fabulous, I will bring some nice wine to go with it, and don't worry I will make sure that I have scrubbed every bit of oil off of my hands"

Mum laughed and waved goodbye, leaving me to attend to my patient.

As I walked the short distance to the main house that evening, I tried to remember Robyn. My aunt, her mother was about 10 years younger than Mum, hence the big difference in age between myself and my cousin but I could only remember a waif like young girl with red hair and freckles. I walked into the kitchen and nearly dropped the bottles that I was carrying! There before me stood an absolutely gorgeous young woman with long, curly, flame red hair and freckles; there was no doubt that this was my cousin, but I just stood there, like an idiot with my mouth open.

"Hi Peter!" She laughed, "How lovely to see you after all this time."

Managing to regain control of my brain, I smiled broadly and gave her a big hug. "My haven't you changed!" I said feeling decidedly corny. Robyn rolled her eyes as if to say "how ancient are you?"

Just then Mum came bustling into the kitchen, "Oh, I see you two have met. Peter, for some bizarre reason, Robyn seems fascinated by your car business! As far as I can see they are messy dirty old things."

"Well, that just shows that Robyn has an eye for beautiful things. Classic cars have character and individual personalities. Plus, their owners tend to not be afraid of spending lots of money on them which is good for me."

Robyn laughed "Good answer Peter" she said, "Could I come and have a look tomorrow?"

Help yourself," I said, "I have got a few basic cars in plus a couple of ones that are a bit special, a 1930's Derby Bentley and a Sunbeam Tiger."

"Oh wow," she replied, "I can't wait to see them."

"The Bentley is just about finished, I will be taking it for a test drive if you want to come along?"

"I would love to, thank you Peter."

"No problem, oh, and it's Pete to my friends, Mum and Dad are the only ones to call me Peter."

We had a very pleasant evening and when I headed of to my house, I realised that I was really looking forward to spending some time with Robyn and showing off my work to her. I had a dream in the night, we were test driving the Bentley and pulled over in a local beauty spot and we ended up fucking on the back seat. I woke up with a start to realise that I had the most incredibly hard erection, I lay for a while waiting for it to deflate but it wouldn't so I had to take things in hand, literally, I slid my hand up and down the shaft, smearing the pre-cum that was leaking form the head over my hand to provide plenty of lubrication and started to pump rapidly. I spread my legs a little to fondle my balls and reached a finger around to gently push against my anus, delighting in the feel of this most intimate contact that I enjoyed enormously (both giving and receiving) but which my ex-wife firmly refused to indulge in. I smeared a bit more pre-cum on the selected finger and pushed more firmly against my sphincter, feeling it relenting to allow the tip into my anus. I pushed in and out as far as I could reach whilst at the same time building up a steady stroking of my cock. I knew that I wouldn't last long and sure enough, within a couple of minutes I felt the stirrings of my impending orgasm. I grunted loudly, calling out "Robyn!" as a rope of cum shot from my cock and splatted across my chest, followed by a second and then a dribble. I lay in post orgasmic bliss pondering my dream and masturbating actions, Robyn was my cousin and about 14 years my junior, I needed to keep my lustful thoughts to myself.

I had been in the workshop for about 20 minutes when Robyn appeared in the doorway, looking gorgeous in jeans and a plain white tee shirt. I directed her to the office and advised her to pull on some overalls to keep her clothes clean, She disappeared and then re-emerged a few minutes later in a pair of overalls that were a bit small and did nothing to hide her figure, I could feel my cock stirring and hastily returned to the task in hand.

"I have just about done," I told her, "we will do some final checks, tyre pressures, water levels etc. and then head out. Could you put some seat covers on for me?" She did so and within a few minutes we were ready to start the old girl up. In no time the engine had settled to a gentle burbling noise and I declared that we were ready to head off. Robyn slipped into the passenger seat as I I carefully drove the car out of the workshop, we paused to close up the workshop and then drove steadily down the driveway and headed for the open road.

It was a beautiful sunny day, the country roads were quiet and the old Bentley behaved like the regal old lady that she was, purring softly and smoothly. After about 20 minutes I realised that we were approaching the location that my dream had been set in. I was just about to turn away from it in case I got an erection at the memory when Robyn spotted the car park and the signs indicating the viewing point over the valley. "Can we stop and have a look?" she asked. "No problem" I replied, turning into the car park, concentrating on driving the big old car and determined not to be distracted. We parked up and walked the 5 minutes or so to the viewing platform looking out over the Wye Valley, a sight I never tire of.

"Oh my God," said Robyn, "what a stunning view. I like living in London but when you have this on your doorstep! Wow, you are so lucky."

"Made even more beautiful when accompanied by a very attractive young lady," I replied

"That's even worse than last night's "Haven't you changed," do you specialise in corny comments? She asked.

"Sorry," I said, "I am out of practice being around members of the opposite sex; Mum keeps trying to pair me off with eligible women but none of them have really appealed."

"OK, you're forgiven on the basis of lack of practice." She told me.

When we got back to the car, Robyn asked if she could ride in the back to experience what it would have been like to be a "lady" being chauffeured. I told her that that was fine but she would need to take off her overalls as there were no seat protectors in the back. She slid off the overalls and I couldn't help but notice as she did so that she did not appear to be wearing a bra and I could clearly see the outline of her small but shapely breasts with nipples poking through the material. I quickly turned away to hide my growing cock from her view, opened the rear door and ushered her in before climbing back behind the steering wheel, apologising for not having a proper uniform to complete the image for her.

"Well, by rights I would be wearing a nice dress, not jeans if this were the 30's wouldn't I?" She said, setting into the large rear seat and making herself comfortable.

"You would," I said pondering before adding "I do have a chauffeurs uniform for when I attend classic car rally's if it's needed. Oh, I forgot, the owner is picking the car up this afternoon so we won't be able to take her out again."

"That's a shame," she said, "it was a nice idea though, I do like a man in uniform."

I took a call from the owner a couple of hours later to say that he had been delayed and needed to go to France the next day on business so would I mind holding onto the car for another few days. I told him that it was not a problem and that I would probably take it for another run as there was a small noise that I picked up on and just wanted to check that it was nothing to worry about. I told Robyn that we could take the car out again tomorrow if she wanted to and that I would dress up for her. She squealed in delight and announced that she wanted to pop into town to buy a dress as she hadn't brought a suitable one with her.

The next day, I worked in the morning on the MGB while Robyn busied herself sorting out some paperwork for me. At lunchtime I fetched the picnic hamper that I had prepared and changed into my uniform, returning to find Robyn stood next to the Bentley in a vintage floral dress.

"Ah, there you are Peter," she said in a cut glass upper class accent, "I am ready for my drive, let's go."

"Yes Miss Robyn," I replied, slipping into character and holding the back door open for her, "Where would you like to go today Miss?"

"The River Wye viewing point please Peter."

"Certainly Miss," I said and started the engine.

We cruised to the viewing point and then found somewhere to eat our lunch, staying in character in the car and being our normal selves out of it. When it was time to return, Robyn decided that she had had enough of play acting and sat in the front with me. We drove back, chatting about everything and nothing, completely comfortable in each other's company. When we got back to the workshop, Robyn leaned across the car and kissed me on the cheek, "thank you for this afternoon," she said, "I loved every minute of the drive and also being with you. I am a bit wary of men in general, but you make me feel safe."

"You are very welcome," I replied, "as I said to you, I am not that comfortable around woman since the divorce, but you make things easy and natural."

"So, that's agreed," said Robyn with a laugh, "we are good for each other."

"Agreed."

As we got out of the car, Mum came rushing across the yard looking flustered.

"Ah, there you both are," she said, "I've been looking for you. Listen, Peter, your brother is having a major wobble, sounds really bad this time so Dad and I are going to have to go and see him for a couple of days. Robyn, would you mind terribly being on your own in the house whilst we are away?"

"That will be OK," said Robyn, "I'm sure that I will manage."

"Or," I said, "you could stay in my spare room, if you would prefer?"

"Even better," said Robyn, "I would like that very much. I'll just go and grab what I need for a few days and see you back here."

Robyn and Mum hurried off, leaving me pondering the possibilities of having Robyn stay with me and whether she might end up sharing my bed. I dashed over to the cottage to make sure that the spare room was clean and tidy, hoping all the while that it would not be used for long.

That evening, Robyn cooked a lovely meal for us and we consumed nearly 2 bottles of wine between us so that by the end of the evening we were both a little bit merry. Robyn asked if she could use the shower before going to bed so I busied myself tidying the kitchen whilst she was in the bathroom. Once I had finished, I checked that the house was secure and headed upstairs. Just as I got to the top, Robyn emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel that only just went around her, I apologized for not putting out a bigger towel for her and she just laughed it off, saying that she had better not put any weight on. She leant in for a goodnight kiss when it happened, the small towel gave up its attempt to cover her and dropped to the floor, leaving Robyn naked in front of me. I tried to be gallant and look away, but she was too beautiful with her flame red hair, small breasts with long hard nipples, a flat stomach and a pubic bush to match her head.

"Like what you see?" She asked, smiling

"Oh my God Robyn, you are stunningly beautiful," I replied as my cock started to stir.

"I am glad to see that you approve," she said reaching for my growing erection, "but you have me at a disadvantage, I am naked, and you are fully clothed, we need to remedy that. Either I get dressed or you strip off. Now!"

Not one to disappoint a lady I stripped off in a few seconds and stood in front of her, my cock already at semi-hardness. I took her hand and led her to my bedroom, wondering whether I was about to wake from a dream, and then I felt Robyn's lips on mine, and we kissed for the first time, both of us hungry for the other, our kisses increasing in passion, tongues fighting one another, my cock now fully hard and pressing between us.

"Mmm," murmured Robyn, "it was worth waiting in that tiny towel instead of the bigger one until you came upstairs."

I virtually threw her onto my bed, her legs splayed and I looked at her pussy for the first time, its lips moist with desire and liquid already leaking out and pooling in her bum crack. I leaned closer, inhaling her scent and ran my tongue gently through her bush, working down her slit to find her opening, where I pushed in with my tongue, making her gasp with pleasure. I tongue fucked her, using a finger to massage her clitoris, causing her to buck and moan under me. I then altered my attack, latching onto her clitoris with my mouth, whilst inserting one, and then two fingers into her vagina, slowly pumping them in and out of her, causing more of her juices to leak out.

"Would you stick a finger in my bum as well?" she asked

I could not believe my luck, not only did this gorgeous young woman clearly want to have sex with me, she enjoyed a bit of anal play as well.

"It will be my absolute pleasure," I told her and adjusted my hand so that I could finger both holes at the same time. She gasped and squealed as I penetrated her and built up a rhythm. In no time at all she screamed at me "I'm cumming!!" and her body shook violently as her pussy and anus milked my fingers. I held her tenderly as her orgasm subsided but she was not done yet. She grasped my rigid cock, pushed me onto my back bent to take me in her mouth. She could only get the circumcised head and little bit of the 9" in but her tongue felt magnificent against me, she was clearly gifted in the act of fellatio! I did not want to come yet as I dearly wanted to fuck her and I was worried that the skill of her blow job might dry me out for the entire night. I gently eased her off of me and said "Let's make love." She nodded in agreement and straddled me, lowering her sopping pussy to meet my cock, both were so slippery that I entered her easily and she slowly sank down onto my length until she had all of me inside her. Once she was comfortable, she started to ride me, rising until there was just the tip of me in her and then plunging down the entire shaft to fill herself up again. I was never going to last long under this onslaught, but my sensible brain was still working and asked "Am I alright to cum inside you?" Robyn confirmed that that was exactly what she wanted "Oh yes, fill me up with your sticky gorgeous spunk!" I thrust back at her, picking up my pace until I felt the stirring in my cock and knew that I was about to explode. "I'm cumming!" I shouted, Robyn replied "Me too" and I fired three ropes of cum deep into her as her body shook with another powerful orgasm.

We lay together for ages, my softening cock eventually slipping from her, releasing a flood of her juices and my semen onto my belly and groin. Robyn turned around and started licking me clean, savouring the taste of our combined fluids. I moved her legs so that her pussy was above my mouth and returned the favour, cleaning her pussy of the remains of my cum, and, like her, enjoying the combined taste. Inevitably, my cock started to grow again in her mouth and she was thrusting her pussy against my eager mouth, her juices flowing again as I tongue fucked her, occasionally moving my tongue back to tease her anus. At the same time, she pushed my legs apart a little and I felt a finger probing my anus, I was in heaven as she penetrated me up to about her second knuckle and she finger fucked my bum slowly and sensuously. I was never going to last long and sure enough I was soon spurting a rope of cum into her willing mouth, which she swallowed eagerly. I carried on licking her holes until she screamed as her latest orgasm hit her, leaving us both exhausted. We snuggled up to one another and were soon asleep in each others arms.

I awoke the next morning alone in my bed. Had I dreamt about what happened with Robyn last night? The bed was an absolute mess and there was the unmistakeable air of stale sex hanging in the room, so maybe not! Robyn then appeared carrying 2 mugs of tea, wearing a very short tee-shirt that stopped above her pubic bush.

"So I wasn't dreaming," I said.

"I certainly hope not," she replied, "my orgasms were too good to have part of a dream! So, what's the plan for today?"

"Well, seeing as it wasn't a dream I thought that after drinking this mug of tea, I ought to start the day by fucking you, then work this morning and the afternoon off to do whatever we want to."

"Sounds perfect to me," said Robyn. "How would you like to fuck me? On my back, front, all fours?"

"On your back," I said, "the I can suck on those amazing nipples of yours."

"Sod the tea," said Robyn, laying on her back and spreading her legs open for me, "fuck me, fuck me hard and fast."

I knelt between her legs and with a couple of strokes of my cock to get it fully hard, pressed the head into her entrance, her warm, wet vagina easily allowing me access and I plunged all the way in until our pubes were rubbing against one another. She pushed her breasts together, her nipples already hard and inviting as I took one and then the other into my mouth whilst my cock built up a steady rhythm, pounding her wet pussy, the slapping sounds filling the bedroom as we urgently fucked one another. She reached between us and started strumming her clitoris as we fucked and I could feel her pussy tightening on me as she approached her climax.

"Oh fuck!" I shouted as my own orgasm suddenly hit me and I emptied myself into her. This was enough to trigger her own orgasm and we screamed and bucked together as we rode the wave.

We eventually managed to get out of bed, showered together and had a quick breakfast before heading over to the workshop. Robyn busied herself in the office sorting out paper-work for me whist I worked on the MGB engine. The morning passed quickly and at 1pm we locked up for the day and headed back to the cottage for lunch.