My answering machine was blinking when I woke up. It was my cousin Karen, calling to ask for some help with her computer. "I got a modem, and I need to add it inside my computer. Can you come over tonight and help?" I could, but I didn't particularly like Karen, but I called and told her I would come over after work and give her a hand.
I came over at precisely 5:30 and opened the computer to slide the component inside. It was really easy. I asked her what else she needed on the computer, and she told me she would need to install America Online. Remember, this was 1991 and AOL was still hip and trendy and Karen wanted to be a part of it. She lived in a small, ratty apartment, so I knew she didn't have a lot of money to spend on tech support guys, so she was lucky to have me for free.
I installed AOL and set up her account and connected her to the internet. She smiled, bopped up and down, and was excited to play. I didn't know how excited she was until she knelt in front of me and started rubbing my cock through my pants. "I wanted to say thanks in a meaningful way," she said. "Do you like?"
I told her I did, and that I hoped she wouldn't mind if I showed her how much. With that, I loosened my belt and unzipped my pants, and hauled my cock out of its cotton prison. It was rock hard and sprang out with a bounce. Karen was still In her Scorpions T-shirt and jeans before me. She was a white trash girl, through and through, and she let me know by jerking me off.
"Mmmmm," she said. "The easier to stroke your cock now."
I just grinned. She had a great handjob technique. Firm but soft fingers tugging my 6 uncut inches. I was close to erupting. "You seem to like this," she said. "I just wanted to say thank you for helping me out. Do you want me to finish jerking your cock, or do you want to get sucked off?"
I opted for the blowjob. A girl with a face like that -- round, plush -- had to be pretty good. She had a reputation around her school for being a little slut, and though she graduated a couple of years earlier, the reputation persisted. And for good reason. My cousin sucked a mean cock.
"You cannot tell anyone about this," she told me, and I promised I wouldn't. And I never said a thing (until now, that is). She swallowed my cock in one motion and pistoned my dick until my knees buckled. Back and forth, back and forth ... my cock was wet from her ministrations.