Maryanna was twenty two. She was in Ridgeway, Montana for two weeks visiting family while college was on break. She was studying law in Miami. She was a bright student with an extreme secret. She was horny all the time but, she'd learned how to cope with it. She'd invested in toys, creams, movies, the works! Anything that would help her to relieve herself often. She'd mastrubate between classes, exchange homework or tutoring help for oral sex and dress sexy and go out looking for men to play into that nights fantasy.
Her cousin Mark was home from college too. He was twenty one, a popular football star, studying toward a bachelor's in computer science at Michigan. He'd invited her out with him to attend a huge party one of his former teammates was throwing one night.
She'd gotten ready early, carefully fixing her wavy brown curls to cascade over her shoulders. Her jeans were hugging her hips tightly, showing off the curves of her round bottom. Her tight sweater made her ample bosom look even larger than it was. Her make-up was light, accentuating her feminine facial features. She sprayed herself with a light coating of sweet perfume, then bolted down the stairs.
Mark waited in the living room, his camouflaged boots, loose fit jeans and flannel shirt screamed redneck to her. When she entered the room, he stood. She smiled at him and joked about the way he looked. He grinned, pushing his shaggy hair from his face. He whistled low and teasingly asked, "Where are you headed off to? A date with royalty?"
She tugged on her furry Uggs and pulled on her parka. She grinned up at him, "I'm just planning to be the girl no one takes their eyes off of tonight!"
He laughed, "Yeah right!"
She headed toward the door, "Just you watch and see!"
They arrived to find the party in full swing. Couples making out in hallways and corners, beer pong in one room and pool in another. The place looked like a fraternity house during homecoming weekend. People everywhere, the stereo blaring. Mark introduced Maryanna around the beer pong room. Two younger guys automatically got her drinks, fighting over whos drink she'd accept.
Mark watched her perch herself on the arm of a worn out chair, resting one boot on the seat. He saw the expression on every man in the room's face. They were imagining her naked, stretched out on their laps or in their beds. He smiled, she knew she was hot and she was using it to her advantage.
The party got louder as more people showed up. Soon it was way out of control! Mark made his way to the kitchen to find Maryanna. She was sucking down shots of Goldschlager that a tall stranger was refilling as fast as she finished each one. She wasn't happy to see Mark was there to bust up her fun (and potential partner for tonight).
He kept saying how drunk she was, how she needed to get home to sleep it off. He pulled her out of the room, out the door of the house and down the driveway to the car. He helped her into the passenger seat, she was a mess. Her hair was still cascading around her shoulders, but her make-up was slightly smeared. She pressed her forehead to the window and sighed.
He started on her instantly, "Do you want me to take you back there? Let you get drunk and possibly raped by those drunken idiots?"
She laughed, "You think that's it? You think I'm an idiot myself? I'm barely drunk!" Her words slurred to sound like "I'm burly darunk".
He just kept driving, making his way back to their grandparents where she was staying. He turned off the first path, mistaking the one lane dead end for the shortcut to their grandparents. He had to drive until he found somewhere to turn, the path was too narrow and windy to drive backward down it.
She cursed him, "If it was up to me, I could be sprawled on some former hometown football hero's bed with my sweater pushed up and my pants down getting myself fucked like there's no tomorrow!"
He gasped, he hadn't heard Maryanna speak like that before. Little miss innocent, sweet, naive Annie was actually pissed about not getting laid! He was chuckling almost.
She continued, "Instead I'm stuck in a piece of shit Ford truck, on some narrow redneck road. I can't even get fucked because you're my fucking cousin!"
Finally they reached an old camping site. It was overgrown like no one had been there in years. Mark pulled into one of the old camper parking spaces and spun his truck into reverse. Suddenly the truck stopped, sputtered and shut off. Completely darkening the cab of the truck.
Mark smashed his fist against the steering wheel. He cursed under his breath before resting his forehead on the leather. Maryanna was beside him, he could see her form outlined in the darkness. Her arms were folded across her chest, her full lips were pushed out into a pout. Mark realized for the first time, Annie was hot.
He opened his door and stumbled out into the darkness. He used the light from the cab to try to see what was wrong under the hood. Annie sat in the cab, still complaining about not getting laid. He didn't know how to fix the truck, it was a hopeless cause. He got back into the truck, fumbled to try to start it a few more times before cursing and pounding some more.
Annie's drunken state wasn't helping. Between complaints, she was rubbing her hands up and down her body. Stumbling to feel herself up. She slid her hands under the sweater, he could see the faint impressions from her nipples. Her tits were so perky, she wasn't wearing a bra and her nipples pointed in his direction. He could feel his jeans tighten around his package. His cock pressing into the fabric of his jeans, he shifted to cover himself. She was his older cousin for fucks sake!
She noticed him staring. She laughed, "See something you like Markie?" Her laughter was cold and spiked with a glimpse of how horny she really was. Her hands made their way to the bottom of her sweater, pushing it up to reveal her round tits with the spike nipples. Each nipple had a silver bar pushed through it, making them harder and pointed.
She pressed them together and pointed them toward him. "I said, Do you see something you like Markie?"
His eyes were huge, he couldn't believe his cousin was drunk, hitting on him AND showing off her goods. She was a total slut, he wanted to fuck her so bad.
He knew she was drunk, he could have just got out and started walking. He knew he should leave and get away from this slutty girl in his truck, but something made him stay.
Maybe it was the way she tugged her sweater over her head, the way her breasts bounced when she lifted her ass to slide her jeans off, the way she crawled over and into his lap. He couldn't stop any of it and he didn't want to either.
She was in his lap, her breasts in his face. He slipped his hand around her waist, pulling her in for their first kiss. His lips met hers, she slipped her tongue out to taste him. His hands crawled up her bare skin, pulling her face closer to his. Their tongues explored and his cock hardened. She had her legs spread over his lap, his heat separated from hers by her thin, silk panties.
Her hands flowed through his hair, her kisses wanting so much more. They stayed that way, her straddling him. His cock hardening and wanting out to find her sweet, wet hole. Soon they couldn't stop, his mouth found her nipples. He sucked on them, one then the other. Teasing them, playing with the cold metal that protruded from them.
