It was soon becoming fall and as it turns out Claire decided to fly overseas to visit. As I waited, already fantasies about seeing Claire naked and making sweet love to her ran through my mind. My cock got rock hard and very noticeable. Just as I reached down to adjust in order to hide my erection, Claire taps me from behind.
"I'm here!"
"Heya, welcome to San Diego!"
I get up to hug her and she pulls me in hard and squeezes me tight. I tried to turn my body to keep my bulge from rubbing against her but it did anyway and I prayed she didn't notice. Claire was more gorgeous than I thought. Her petite 5'3" light brown skinned body was so soft. And her 34D tits pushing against my chest felt so nice I wanted to stay like this forever.
We got back to my house and got her settled in. We talked all the way through dinner and more afterwards on the living room sofa. The night wore on and I was getting harder by the minute so I had to end the conversation soon. So I told her that we had a big day ahead of us and we needed to be well rested for it. She gave me a big hug and said goodnight.
As I settled into bed, I couldn't take it anymore. I got naked and pulled out my still throbbing cock. I took hold and started slowly stroking all the while remembering the feel of my cousin's supple skin and big tits against my body. A few minutes later, as my fantasy grew more vivid I closed my eyes to fully immerse myself into wondering what it would be like to make love with Claire.
I was really getting into the fantasy and I started stroking faster, moving my hips up and down as if I was thrusting into Claire's wet pussy. I guess I was so into the fantasy that I swore that I could smell her cucumber melon shampoo so I started stroking faster. That's when I realized it. I opened my eyes to find Claire standing in the doorway, mouth open in astonishment, eyes glued to my hard 9" cock.
"OMG, what the hell?!"