My fingers slid under the elastic band of my panties searching for my moist pussy below. My hand pushed down on my lips as it slid over my pussy. The pressure felt so good. I let my fingers slid lightly over my folds. I continued this for several minutes, enjoying the sensation, before I slid a finger into my pussy. A moan escaped my lips as I pushed my finger inside myself. There was the sound of movement from next to me on the bed. I froze were I was my finger still inside me. I shifted my head slowly to the side, and saw that my cousin Jenna was still sleeping peacefully.
I was up in Maine at my Aunt's house for the summer. It was a small place on a lake, which made it ideal for a summer vacation. Mom and Dad were taking a month long trip to Europe, and for some reason did not want Jim and I to stay home alone the whole time, so we were there dumped on our Aunt Jill for the month. Jim being the only guy in the house got his own room, and I ended up having to share a bed with my cousin Jenna. Jenna was Jim's age, entering college in the fall.
I started to slowly slide my fingers in and out of my entrance again. I watched as Jenna's breasts slowly heaved with the rhythm of her breathing. The blanket had fallen back and allowed my eyes to roam over the supple curves of her bosom. I could see her nipples as they pushed at the thin fabric of the tank top that she slept in. I wanted to reach over and cup one of her luscious breasts, pull back her night shirt and suck her hard nipple into my mouth, but I refrained unsure of how she would react if she were to wake up. Instead I raised my hand to my own breast squeezing and massaging it as I continued to pump my fingers into my pussy.
My hands felt so good as they played across my body. My eye's continued to roam over Jenna. She was a little taller then I, even though she was a year younger, with shoulder length brown hair and big smile that came easily to her face. She had long legs that looked wonderful clad in denim, along with her nice tight ass. Of course they also looked very good once the denim had been pealed away. My eye's traced the lines of her legs beneath the covers and wished that they were more exposed. She was lying on her back, making her beautiful tight ass impossible to see, so I let my eyes move back to the swell of her breasts, which were thankfully within my sight. I grabbed at my left breast, squeezing my flesh through the T-shirt I wore. My fingers were continuing to slide into my moist depths. I was starting to get close to my orgasm, and though I wanted the sensations to last, I needed the release; I needed to cum. I ran my thumb over my clit, massaging the tiny nub under its hood. I closed my eyes thinking about Jenna, and how wonderful it would be if her fingers were massaging my pussy and how her tongue would snake around my pussy, her mouth sucking on my labia. I wondered how her pussy would taste and what it would be like to suck on her breasts until her nipples became hard in my mouth.
The effect of my imagination was almost as good as the real thing. My pussy started to contract, pulling my fingers deeper inside it. My hips bucked off the bed as my entire body tensed the familiar feeling of pleasure washing over me as I came on my fingers.
"Ohh, Fuuuuck Jenna." I moaned softly to myself as I melted into the pillows recovering from my orgasm. I slide my fingers from inside me and rubbed at my entrance, spreading my cum over my pussy lips. I was enjoying the feeling of my pussy between my fingers as I came down from my climax, when I felt a stirring on the bed beside me.
Opening my eyes, as I pulled my hand out from my panties, I found Jenna looking right back at me. I started wondering what she had heard, and what she had seen. "Good morning," I said trying to cover both my surprise and movements as I straightened my clothing under the sheets.
"Good morning," Jenna replied, "But it's not exactly morning yet. It's only about 3:00."
"I'm sorry if I woke you I was having trouble sleeping," I offered.
"Oh that's okay. I actually thought that I might have woken you up, I've been having trouble sleeping too."
Though I was only a year older then Jenna I still felt the need to be the protector of a sort. "Oh, what's the matter?"
"It's nothing," Jenna said, her tone telling me that it wasn't 'nothing', but that there was in fact something that was bothering her.
"Are you sure? It sounds like something is troubling you."
"Just forget it."
"Ok," I said, "If you're sure." With that I rolled onto my side turning away from my cousin, thinking that if she did not want to talk about what ever was bothering her that at least I might be able to get some more sleep tonight. "If you change your mind, I'll be right here."
All was quite except for the trees rustling in the wind. I could feel the bed shifting as Jenna tossed and turned on her side, trying to find a comfortable position.
"Lisa, are you still awake," I heard her whisper.
"Yes," I replied turning around so that now I was facing her on the bed. Her big doe eyes were looking back at me.
"Have you ever been with a boy?"
"You mean sexually I assume? Yes, I've had sex with boys. That's one of the best parts of going to college."
"That's what I'm afraid of. I going to be going away to college in only about a month and there are going to be all these parties and people are going to expect me to be doing stuff, and I'm not going to know what I'm doing."
"You mean you've never fooled around with a guy?" I asked trying not to sound too bewildered, in the 'what kind of freak are you' way. I didn't want Jenna to feel bad about it. "I thought that you had a boy friend?"
"Well we've made out. You know kissed and stuff. I even touched his thing once, but we never, you know . . . did it."
"Well it sounds to me like you just need a little practice." My pussy was starting to moisten thinking about the possibilities of having to help Jenna 'practice' having sex. The only problem was that I didn't have a cock, and that seemed to be what she was looking for help with. Teaching her how to eat pussy, even though I'm sure that would help her just as much, was not exactly what she wanted right now. Going down on a girlfriend at a frat party is a guaranteed way to get all the cock you can handle.
"Why don't you just call you boyfriend up tomorrow and tell him that . . ." I trailed off as Jenna's eyes began to water.
"We're not together anymore," I could here the anger that was just beneath the surface. "He met some slut at school last year. Said that
she
was willing to put out. Asshole."
"I'm so sorry." With out really thinking I reached out and pulled Jenna to me, consoling her. "You have nothing to worry about. Most of the guys there will blow there loads before they even get inside you. They won't have that much more experience then you do."
Jenna laughed. Her movement in my arms quickly made me aware of her breasts as they pushed against mine. They felt so good, so firm, yet with the suppleness that only comes with natural boobs. I wanted to grab a handful so badly, but knew that this was not the right time.
"I just don't want to loose another guy because I didn't go down on him, or didn't know how to please him. I know now that my old boyfriend was an asshole, but I still don't want to screw up a good relationship by not knowing what I'm doing. And just because I know how to please a guy doesn't mean that I'm going to become a cheep slut.
"No," I responded laughing, "Make the bastards pay top dollar."
Jenna laughed along with me. Her tears had completely dried up now and she was back to her normal cheerful self. Her body felt so good in my arms. If only I had a cock, I'd give her a lesson right now. Just then suddenly and wonderful and wicked idea came to me.
"I think I know exactly how to solve your problem."