Audrey stretched in the back seat of the family’s monstrously large bright green wood-paneled station wagon as they pulled up the long gravel driveway in the Kansas summer heat of 1983. The old tiny white and green farmhouse sat weathered under a big oak, paint peeling in places, a rusted weather vane spinning lazily on the roof. Chickens scratched near a leaning fence, and the air smelled of cut grass, dust, and distant manure. Audrey’s father, Clark, killed the engine. Her mother, Ellen, was already waving at the porch where her cousin Eddie stood, his wife Catherine beside him pregnant yet again, and their daughter, oldest of what was soon to be six kids, Vicki who was waiting with one hip cocked. Eddie was broad and sun-browned, Catherine soft-spoken with flour on her hands. Vicki stepped forward first, long blond wavy hair tumbling past her shoulders, pretty blue eyes bright with mischief. Vicki’s turquoise crop top clung tight across her small, high breasts, a strip of smooth stomach showing above high-waisted blue denim jeans that hugged her hips and ass like a second skin. Audrey pushed her brother Rusty playfully as she climbed out of the backseat of the big wagon, her long wavy brunette hair bouncing, beautifully bright brown eyes curious. Audrey’s purple crop top was cut low and short, the thin fabric stretching over full, soft tits, a flash of midriff above her own tight blue jeans. Vicki and Audrey sized each other up while the adults traded hugs and small talk about the drive from Chicago. After introductions that were necessary because while they were second cousins, Audrey and Vicki were much too young to remember the last time they saw each other, Vicki tilted her head and smiled at Audrey. “Wanna play on my teeter-totter?” Vicki asked. Audrey hesitated. She felt too old, too sophisticated for playground toys, but the boredom of the long road trip made her nod yes. “Okay…sure,” Audrey agreed. The two girls ran off around the side of the house to the wooden teeter-totter. The boards were worn smooth from years of use. Audrey sat on one end, legs spread wide in her jeans, feet dangling. Vicki took the other side. They pushed off, rising and falling, the old hinge in the middle creaking. Vicki grinned across the gap. “I go around with boys a lot,” Vicki bragged. “And I French kiss,” Vicki added. Audrey bounced lightly, shaking her head. “Lots of girls our age French kiss,” she said. Vicki smiled with satisfaction, then said matter-of-factly, “My daddy says I’m the best at it.” Audrey felt her eyes widen a little, obviously finding that a little odd, but the thought slipped away as the teeter-totter’s motion worked on her. Sitting with her legs spread wide, the hard edge of the board pressed the crotch of her jeans straight up into her purple satin panties. Every up-and-down stroke rubbed the smooth fabric against her pussy lips, slow and steady. Heat built. Wetness built. Audrey felt herself starting to breathe a little heavier, the satin growing slick against her clit. Vicki watched Audrey’s face change. “That’s why I still ride this thing,” Vicki said softly. “Feel it?” Audrey bit her lip and nodded. Vicki and Audrey kept riding, five more minutes of rising and falling, sexy glances trading back and forth between them. Vicki’s blue eyes stayed locked on Audrey’s. Vicki’s voice dropped lower. “My pink satin panties are soaked. My pussy’s dripping. Can you tell?” Audrey looked at Vicki’s spread legs and crotch and she definitely could tell. The tight denim between Vicki’s spread thighs looked darker at the center, and her nipples had gone hard, poking clearly through the turquoise crop top. “Have you ever gone around with girls?” Vicki asked. Audrey’s cheeks blushed as she said softly, “No.” Vicki smiled and licked her pretty pink lips a little. “Want to try?” Vicki asked. Audrey’s pussy pulsed against the wet satin that was now pressed between her lips. She really took in the sight of Vicki on that teeter-totter with her hard nipples and soaked through crotch. Audrey discovered that she felt Vicki was beautiful with her long blond wavy hair, her pretty smile, her sexy pink lips, and her deep blue eyes. Passion flooded her thoughts. Even though she barely knew Vicki, Audrey had reached the conclusion that she wanted her. Vicki leaned forward as the board rose. “I bet you want me to eat that wet pussy for you, don’t you?” she smiled. Audrey bit her bottom lip hard and gave in, nodding yes. Vicki hopped off the teeter-totter fast on her upswing, sending Audrey crashing down. The teeter-totter slammed into the ground, and Audrey’s jean-covered ass slammed into the teeter-totter, feeling just like a hard spanking. Audrey was somehow even more aroused after that. “Come on” Vicki said as she grabbed Audrey’s hand and pulled her toward the farmhouse. The house had wood floors that creaked, wallpaper yellowed with age, a kitchen that still smelled of morning coffee and bacon. The two girls slipped past the living room where the adults talked and climbed the narrow stairs to Vicki’s bedroom at the end of the hall. Vicki’s room was messy in the best way. Clothes everywhere, jeans draped over a chair, crop tops on the floor. Dirty panties were strewn across the unmade bed and the carpet: pink satin ones, white cotton ones, black lace ones, many of them stiff and crusted with dried cum, the crotches translucent from old loads. The air was thick and musky, the unmistakable smell of wet pussy after sex, sweet and sharp and filthy. Vicki shut the door behind them and locked it. She turned to Audrey, eyes shining. “Take my clothes off,” she demanded. Audrey’s hands trembled as she reached for the turquoise crop top. She peeled it up over Vicki’s head, freeing perfect milky white, perky tits with her beautiful hard pale pink nipples. Then the high-waisted jeans. Audrey popped the button, dragged the zipper down, and shoved them down over Vicki’s hips. Pink satin panties came into view, the crotch dark and shiny with wetness. Audrey hooked her thumbs in the waistband and slid them down. Vicki’s blond landing strip pointed perfectly to her swollen pussy, lips glossy, a thin string of juice connecting the fabric to her clit as the panties left her body. Vicki immediately returned the favor. She tugged Audrey’s purple crop top off, freeing full, soft tits with dark nipples. Then the jeans, peeling them down Audrey’s long legs. The purple satin panties underneath were soaked through, clinging to every fold. Vicki dropped to her knees, pressed her face against the wet satin, and inhaled hard before peeling them down. Audrey’s brunette little patch was perfectly formed over her pussy, which was flushed and dripping. Vicki and Audrey tumbled onto the messy bed among the cum-stained panties. Vicki pushed Audrey’s thighs wide and dove in. Her tongue dragged long and slow up Audrey’s slit, tasting the fresh wetness, then circled her swollen clit. Audrey gasped, hips bucking. Vicki licked deeper, sucking Audrey’s pussy lips into her mouth, tongue fucking into her hole, the wet sounds loud in the small room. Audrey’s fingers tangled in Vicki’s blonde wavy hair, holding her there while she came the first time, thighs shaking around Vicki’s head. Then, they switched. Audrey spread Vicki open and buried her face between those smooth milky white thighs. The pink satin smell was stronger here, mixed with fresh juices. Audrey licked the way Vicki had, slow at first, then greedy, sucking the clit, sliding two fingers inside while her tongue worked. Vicki moaned loud, fucking Audrey’s mouth, juice running down her chin until she came hard, pussy pulsing. Vicki and Audrey kissed after, tasting each other, tits and hard nipples pressed together, hands roaming. Vicki reached into the nightstand and pulled out a big black strap-on like it was completely routine for her, the dildo thick and veined, harness already attached. Vicki stepped into it, tightening the straps around her hips so the heavy cock jutted out hard. “On your hands and knees,” Vicki demanded. Audrey’s eyes were wide, still marveling at how large the dildo was. She immediately obeyed, ass up among the dirty panties on the bed. Vicki knelt behind Audrey, rubbed the thick head up and down Audrey’s dripping slit, coating it, then pushed in. The stretch burned sweet. Inch by inch the black cock filled Audrey’s beautiful young pussy until Vicki’s hips were flush against her ass. Then, Vicki started fucking, long, hard strokes, the harness slapping wetly, the bed creaking. Audrey’s tits swung with every thrust as she moaned wildly. Vicki reached around and rubbed her clit in tight circles while she pounded deeper. “Fuck, your pussy’s so tight…taking this big cock so good…” Vicki smirked. Audrey moaned into the sheets, pushing back to meet every thrust. The wet slap of skin, the smell of sex thicker than ever, the sight of Vicki’s blond wavy hair and beautiful milky white tits bouncing in the corner of her eye. Vicki fucked Audrey harder, faster, the thick shaft dragging over every sensitive spot until Audrey’s whole body locked up. Audrey came hard, cunt clenching around the black cock, juice squirting out around the base as waves crashed through her. Vicki kept going through it, riding the orgasm out, then slowed, still buried deep, breathing hard, one hand stroking Audrey’s sweaty back. Downstairs, the adults kept talking, completely unaware. Inside the messy little room that smelled of wet pussy and cum-soaked panties, the two cousins stayed tangled on the bed, the big black strap-on still glistening between them…
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