My name is Bill. I am a 22 year old computer programmer working at a software development company. I have a great job, very well paid, because of what I can produce. I only have a two-year degree from a technical school, but I have been a computer whiz since I was a kid. I can solve problems and grind out code better than anyone in the company.
I have a three bedroom condo in a nice development. It is larger than I need, but I considered it an investment when I bought it. With the real estate crunch, maybe not so much, but I enjoy having my own place.
One day I got a phone call from my Uncle Ralph, asking for a favor. His daughter, my cousin Sally, is coming to town to attend college. She is supposed to look for a place to live, preferably sharing an apartment with one or two other college girls. Ralph asked me if she could stay with me for a while until she finds something.
I know what is going on, Ralph is a cheapskate, and he wants her to find something that will not cost much. Oh well, I thought, why not. I have known Sally since we were kids. We used to hang out together, even though I am three years older than her. We would take long bike rides, down to the river or into the deep woods. She was kind of a tomboy.
Ralph then tells me that she will arrive tomorrow. Thanks for the short notice, I thought. I told him that it is OK, and she can have the spare bedroom. I did a quick clean-up in the spare room, and changed the sheets.
The next day when I came home from work, Sally was waiting in her car in the parking lot. We exchanged a casual kiss and a hug, and I helped her carry her stuff into the condo.
The only way I can describe Sally is "Plain". She has a slender, young girls body, and a pleasant face. But her domineering and restrictive parents never let her learn about makeup, or hair styles, or stylish clothes. She is very shy, and socially inept.
My parents kept me up to date on her after I moved away. They felt sorry for her, but they couldn't help her in any way. When she was in High School, she was never popular. She didn't have any close girlfriends, and the boys all thought she was unattractive.
Her parents practically kept her locked up, and made it even more difficult for her to socialize. The only dates she had were with nerds, and they were disasters. She finally stopped trying, and just stayed home every night after school. Now she was coming to her first year of college, away from home for the first time.
After she settled into her room, I ordered in a Pizza and we enjoyed it with a few beers. I don't care that she is only nineteen, what good is Pizza without beer? I guess she did get a little buzzed.
"So, Sally," I said, "Welcome to the big city! How do you feel?" She answered "I am looking forward to college. But I am a little scared."
"Hey, you will do fine" I lied. But she really needs some confidence. "As soon as you meet some people, and make some friends to hang with, everything will be OK."
We said goodnight, and went to our rooms. I laid awake for awhile, thinking about her. She really is kind of attractive, if you like small, slender women, and I do. I bet when she has some girlfriends, they will help her with clothes and makeup, and she will come out of her shell.
Several uneventful days passed, with both of us busy with our own schedules. On Wednesday morning, I wanted to go for a run, so I set my alarm early. I walked down the hall to get some coffee before I got dressed. I was still not used to having someone else in the condo, and I just had my jockey briefs on.
To my surprise, Sally came out of the bathroom door into the hallway, and I startled her. She was only wearing her bra and panties, having just got up to use the bathroom. Red-faced, she said "I didn't know you were up so early!" I answered "Same here!"
Her slender girlish body was naked except for a soft sports bra and some sheer panties. She has small but very shapely breasts. I could see a dark area where her pubic hair was, and a small crack was showing in her crotch.
She actually looked great without any clothes on. I said "How about a good-morning hug?" I moved close to her, and put my arms around her. I held her tight, and since we were both almost naked, there was a lot of bare skin to bare skin.
I rubbed her bare back, and let my hand drift down to her tight butt. I pulled her closer to me, and I pressed my growing cock up against her pubic bone. I gave her a kiss on the cheek, and said "Good morning, Cousin!"
We backed away from each other, and she put her hand on my bare chest. She moved her hand down over my flat, hard runners belly, and brushed over the bulge in my briefs. She tried to make it seem accidental, but I knew better. She actually gave it a little squeeze before she let go.
Her face was still red, and she didn't make eye contact with me. I went on towards the kitchen, and when I looked back I saw her going into her bedroom. Her small, shapely butt was the last thing I saw.
Back in my room, I got into my running gear, and as I walked down the hall I rapped on her door and said "I am going for a run, Sally. See you later." I heard a muffled "OK" from her.
I headed down my usual route, but I soon decided I didn't really feel much like running that morning. Within ten minutes I turned and headed home.
I let myself in, but I didn't see Sally anywhere. I walked down the hallway, and her door was slightly ajar. I peeked in, and there she was, completely naked on the bed. She was touching and rubbing her pussy, obviously masturbating. I watched with fascination, having never observed a woman doing that before.
She was concentrating, with her eyes closed, and still didn't see me. I finally broke the silence, and said "Let me help you with that." She opened her eyes, and shrieked. She pulled the sheet over her, and said "How long have you been watching me?"
"Look," I said, "it is perfectly normal. You do not have to be embarrassed. Everyone does it. And I am serious about helping you."
I went into the room, and sat on the edge of the bed. She was watching me nervously, but she didn't say anything. I reached up under the sheet, and stroked her bare leg. She didn't object, so I moved up to her wet pussy. She closed her eyes again as I rubbed her clit.
I stood up and stripped off my running clothes, and climbed into bed next to her. I pulled her to me, and we held each other, naked body to naked body.
I moved down and crawled between her legs, and kissed her right on her muff. She said "I don't know β I don't think ..." I didn't let her finish, I just kissed and licked her pussy. She relaxed and began to enjoy it.
I suddenly realized something β this was a nineteen year old virgin! I was eating this sweet, fresh pussy that no one had even touched before! I concentrated on her clit, flicking it with the tip of my tongue.
I reached a little lower and touched her asshole with the tip of my tongue. It didn't take long, she exploded with an orgasm. Her arms and legs flailed around, and she grunted and squealed like a monkey.
I moved up and kissed her with my wet, slippery lips, and said "There, I told you I could help you!" She snuggled close to me, and was quiet except for her heavy breathing. She finally said "I guess you know now that I am a slut!"