My Cousin Cathy

It was 1996 and my cousin Cathy had just finished her sophomore year of college at Vanderbilt. She was coming to visit our Grandma Terry and Aunt Jane Terry where we all lived near Charleston, SC.

Cathy was raised near Detroit, Michigan as her Dad had a job with General Motors. So her whole outlook on life was much different than mine.

My name is Troy, I'm 22, and I'm a true blue southerner, born and raised in South Carolina. Instead of going to college, I'd gone to trade school and I was a carpenter apprentice, hoping to start my own home building company some day.

My cousin Cathy was what I call a genuine yankee. She used different words...yankee words. She would say soda pop instead of Coke. And she said you guys instead of y'all. I thought she was cute and I'd always loved seeing her when she and her parents visited in summer. I'd always secretly been attracted to her. But I'd never tried anything with her. She was my cousin after all.

Cathy dressed differently than southern girls... often wearing short tight skirts and sometimes not wearing a bra.

She even cussed. I'd heard her say "fuck that" more than once.

Grandma and Aunt Jane almost fainted when they heard her say that.

It was early spring and our First Methodist church was having a Sunday School Party on a Friday night so I asked Cathy if she wanted to come with me. I figured she would like to meet some of my friends and it seemed OK since it was a church activity after all.

"Hey Cathy, what did you decide about the party" I asked.

Oh, I don't know Troy. I won't know anyone there but you. Besides I'm not really a religious kind of girl.

It's not a religious thing. It's just a normal party with free food and non alcoholic drinks. Please come with me. "It will be fun. I promise."

Cathy finally agreed. She knew it was better than staying at Grandmas and watching reruns of Matlock on TV.

I picked her up at Grandmas in my old blue Chevy Caprice. It had a bench style front seat so it was the perfect date car.

The Sunday School party was under way when we arrived. There was music playing on the stereo and a few couples were dancing. Someone had brought a big bucket of chicken along with other snacks and good things to eat. There was some fruit punch and ice tea to drink.

I introduced Cathy to my Sunday School classmates. She seemed to be enjoying herself mixing and mingling with the group. They all loved to hear her yankee accent. And she liked hearing their southern accents.

But I noticed once we were in good light that she was not wearing a bra under her tan colored blouse. I could make out the shape of her breast and her nipples.

"Good God almighty, Cathy" I whispered to her. You're not wearing a bra! To a Sunday School party!

Cathy just smiled at me. Such a mischievous grin. "I didn't think anyone would notice." She said giggling.

"Oh believe me. I noticed. I also noticed some of the guys here checking you out."

"Well I came here with you Troy, and I'm your date tonight. So let's say our farewells to your friends and go have some real fun."

"Let's go park down by the river and watch the barge traffic go by" she hinted.

I opened the car door for Cathy to get in and she immediately slid across the long seat so that she would be near me when I got in to drive.

As soon as I put the car in drive, Cathy had her hand on my right leg. I could feel my cock already responding to her touch. She pressed her left breast against my side and asked if she could smoke.

I hated cigarette smoke but I agreed because I didn't want her to be mad about that.

During the short drive to the river, she smoked that cigarette like it was a cock in her mouth. She had the most sensuous air about her. She was a slim blonde, with perfectly formed but small breasts. I loved her eyes and her mouth. She looked so innocent but that face hid the true cravings of her body. She was a sex pot. And I was falling for her big time.

As I drove to the river She was constantly rubbing me thru my cotton slacks while I tried not to lose control of the car.

"Oh Cousin, what are we gonna do?" she snipped. You seem to have a problem down below."

Yes "I said, you're making me want you. Do you see what you've done to me? But you're my cousin and it's not right. We should stop."

I parked the car in a dark place along the river bank. "Listen Cathy, I've got a girlfriend. You probably have a boyfriend. We are first cousins." We....

Cathy leaned over and put her lips on mine, pushing her tongue half way down my throat. Her hand was now gripping my cock. "I want this" she cooed. "I want to taste your manhood Troy! Don't make me beg you for Christ's sake."

At that moment my Methodist Sunday School purity flew out the window. I knew that I wanted to have sex with my cousin Cathy. And I was pretty sure she wanted to with me.

"Please unzip those pants for me." she said.

I couldn't hold back any longer. I unzipped my pants and my cock almost sprang out into her hand. She smiled before leaning over and kissing my rigid dick. My head was spinning as she took me in her mouth. My sweet cousin had my cock in her mouth. And I was loving it.

She worked her beautiful mouth up and down the length of my shaft. I could see her red lipstick smeared on my cock. Then she would stop and swirl her tongue around my mushroom head before going back down. I felt my cock in the back of her throat. Her saliva was dripping down between my legs onto my ball sack. "Oh fuck that's so good Cathy..." She alternated between my cock and balls. She even slipped a finger very briefly inside me.

"Oh fuck, you're gonna make me cum!" I exclaimed.

"Well isn't that the idea Troy?"

I closed my eyes and knew that I had no more resistance in me. I was about to shoot my cum in her mouth.

"I'm warning you cousin, I'm about to cum. You better pull off!"

She did not pull off! Instead she pushed her head down deeper in my lap and dared me to finish in her.

I released a 4 day load into Cathy's mouth as she gobbled me up as if I were an ice cream sundae. I knew she was tasting me at that moment. And yet, she kept her mouth glued to my cock. "Holy fuck" Cathy, I've never had such a great blow job!"

She swallowed my juices and looked up at me with those deep blue sexy eyes. I've been wanting to show you how much I love you for a long time Troy. Consider this a down payment. Now zip up and let's go check on Grandma and Aunt Jane.

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