Tom slowly drifted in and out of sleep. The warm soft summer light penetrating his dreams and bringing him back to consciousness.
He groaned, desperately trying to hold onto the fleeting images of his dreams; large breasts, slick with sweat gliding over his mouth, a warm thick body that then melded into the sense of a young ass, tight and round and firm. A small young voice calling him, a soft hand wrapping itself around his cock, so real he swore he could feel it. The hand felt warm and tight, pulling his skin back across his firm flesh, vaguely he saw a face and a young hard body.
He clung on to the sensations, trying to implore the hands to explore him more, for the sense of relief he knew he would feel as the tension in his groin grew.
His eyes opened as he let out a frustrated groan, his mind racing with horny teenage thoughts.
He heard a giggle and a young voice calling his name in a singsong tone, "To-om...To-om, time to wake up".
He groggily turned his head towards the voice, realizing the giggling was coming from his cousin Sarah.
"Morning sleepyhead," she said playfully,
"Mom told me to check if you were up..."
"...and it looks to me like you definitely are UP..." her words trailed off a little as Tom wondered what she was talking about.
"...must a been a nice dream you were having!" she said cheekily and Tom now realized that the tension in his groin he'd be feeling in his dream was still there, as was a cool breeze rippling across his skin. His eyes shot down to where his cock lay uncovered by his sheets, his cock standing loud and proud to attention.
Sarah giggled again, teeth teasingly biting her lip, "yup must have been a really good dream" Tom went bright red, his mind betraying him even as he looked at his young cousin. She stood slightly sideways in his doorway gently leaning against the frame, her chin resting delicately on her hands, effortlessly rising up and down on her tip-toes. She wore a long t-shirt that clung to her, not long enough to stop it hinting at the nubile body he'd seen the day before and his eyes were drawn to the hem that rose and fell with her movement, merely implying the curve of her ass.
Tom audibly groaned again, catching himself and going brighter red still. Sarah openly laughed now, "you naughty boy," she laughed at him in mock surprise before continuing, her voice dropping to a soft whisper that seemed to cut into him, "where you thinking of me?" she said and Tom knew the color of his face only confirmed her suspicions.
She turned her ass slightly more towards him and looking over her shoulder at him asked in a even quieter, innocent voice, "were you thinking about yesterday?"
Tom just lay there frozen, not sure what to say or do, realizing he'd been caught. "were you thinking about me fucking Mrs. Harrison in the ass? how she screamed, or where you thinking about me riding her face?" her eyes seemed to bore into him and her words were languid and deliberate, "how I looked when I was cumming, her finger jammed in my tight...young...ass...?"
Sarah laughed at him again before looking out into the hallway, apparently checking they were alone and then said to him in the same tone he'd heard her use with Mrs. Harrison, "stroke your cock for me!" It was not a request.
Tom looked in astonishment at his petite cousin, her compact 5ft gymnasts frame making subtle, supple movements, her small breasts gently poking at the fabric of her t-shirt and even as he was staring at her, his lust now brazen, he found himself reaching down to his cock. He felt it twitch appreciatively as his fingers wrapped themselves around, instinctively moving in fluid strokes, sending waves of pleasure through his body.
Sarah leant fully against the frame of the door, her ass wiggling in his direction, her eyes watching with fascination as her cousin jacked himself off. She moved a hand down to the hem of the t-shirt and slowly inch by inch started to drag it up her body.
Tom breathed heavily as her young flesh appeared, her strong slender legs curving out as the shape of her ass came into view. Sarah pirouetted more as she pulled up her t-shirt, her ass coming into full view, her eyes now meeting his as she looked back at him over her shoulder.
With one hand holding her rucked-up t-shirt she bent effortlessly from the waist, the cheeks of her young ass spreading ever so slightly offering hints of her hairless pussy and anus. Sarah spread her legs just enough for her to slip her free hand between her thighs and he saw her supple fingers disappear into the pink softness of her vagina.
Tom felt the blood rushing from his head, rushing in a wave towards his groin, his cock feeling like it was burning in his hand. His pace quickened.
"Do you like my ass?" she asked innocently, both her hands now slipping along the outside of her thighs, Tom merely nodded.
"mmmmmmm...of course you do," she purred, "All you guys are the same. I bet you're thinking about what my tight little ass would be look like trying to accommodate that thing," and her delicate fingers dug into the flesh of her ass spreading herself wide for him.
Tom's head felt as if it was going to explode as his eyes locked in, hypnotized by the small crinkled flesh that seemed to wink at him.
"Do you want to feel how tight I am?"
"Want to see me stretch around that thick bulbous head as I sit down on it?"
"You want to hear me moan as I struggle with it?...Will you hold me down as I try to get away?"
"Will you violate my young virgin ass as I beg you to stop?"
"Please Tom, not in my ass, your too big for me, and I'm your cousin, Please, oh god...urrgghhhhh"
He felt the tension building in his groin, his tendons and muscles cramping with delight as his cock erupted. Thick lines of cum bounced off his stomach, sticking to his fingers and bed sheets.
Sarah giggled again and she mouthed the word 'wow' as she watched him. "You really are a pervert aren't you" she said in a matter-of-fact tone. She stood up straight reaching up towards the ceiling with her hands, her t-shirt rode high for a moment showing off her perfect ass and narrow waist before it fell back down hiding it all from view.
Sarah nonchalantly walked over to his bed and ran a slender finger up the length of his receding erection enjoying how it twitched, all the way till her fingertip scooped up an errant drop of cum. Tom's body twitched with delight as he felt the delicate touch of her skin on his hot flesh, her words still resounding in his ears. He longed for her to arouse him again, to see her petite mouth sink down around him. He felt the merest hint of his erection trying to build again, his cock flickering with arousal.
Sarah lifted her finger to her mouth and theatrically sucked the cum of the end, her plump lips pursing around her finger as if worshiping his cock.
She seemed amused by his cocks desperate attempt to get hard again, "You should be so lucky!" she said and sharply flicked his cock causing Tom to recoil from the sudden pain. Sarah laughed, the same mean laugh she had when she was dominating Mrs. Harrison, and with that she walked out of the room.
"Oh and Mom says it time for breakfast, so get you lazy ass out of bed" her voice trailing off as she headed away from his room.
Tom rested a hand on his forehead thinking about what had just happened, the display mingling with memories of his Aunt riding him, his cock disappearing into her mature ass as she writhed on top of him.
Tom chuckled to himself, yup summer was going to be fun.
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The breakfast table was laid out with pancakes and cereal when Tom finally ambled downstairs. It was hot so he only wore a pair of shorts and a light t-shirt, enjoying the warmth on his skin and the feeling of freedom of going commando.
The twins had obviously been and gone as where they had been sitting had the usual look of a whirlwind that seemed to follow them.
Tom's uncle sat at the end of the table reading the newspaper. It amused Tom that he still read a big paper broadsheet muttering with surprise over news Tom had heard online the day before.
Sarah was innocently tucking into a pile of pancakes and winked at Tom while his aunt bent over looking in the fridge.
Tom shuffled awkwardly into the room his eyes darting from Sarah, fresh from teasing him while he masturbated, to his aunts bent over form, the curve of her ass hidden only by the thin fabric of a pale pink cotton summer dress she was wearing.
His uncle looked at him over the top of his paper, "are you going to just stand there in the doorway like some sort of creep or are you going to sit down and eat some food already?" he asked in a bemused, stern tone.
Sarah laughed, "yeah Tom, stop being a creep".
His aunt appeared by his elbow and looked at him lovingly, "stop teasing him you two," she scolded, before looking down at him, the curve of her bust rising up above him. "Ignore them, they're just trying to wind you up", she gently said as she rested her hand on his forearm a little too long. As she looked at him, with a brightness and youthfulness that Tom hadn't seen before his mind was suddenly full again of the sounds, smell and feel of her body near his. The feelings he'd felt as she'd sunk her ass down on him the day before. He also suddenly realized how similar she now looked to her younger sister, his mother, and his memories became more confusing.
Tom yet again went red as he shuffled over to the spare chair.
"I don't know," his uncle sounded aggrieved, "is there something wrong with you Tom, I swear every time I look at you, you're bright red. Maybe you should see the doctor, sort yourself out."
