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Getting To Know My Cousins Wife Part 2

Kali was impressed that I was still hard in her hand and she said, “Wow! Look at you!” If she was impressed, I was completely blown away by the fact that I was still hard. I had just experienced the most intense, body shaking orgasm of my life. Normally I can’t get hard again for hours after I cum. And even that is on a rare occasion. Like I said in the first part of this story, my wife and I average having sex about once every 10 days. But there I was with my cock still wet and sticky from my cum and I was hard in her hand, which was also wet and sticky. She jokingly asked if I was taking Viagra. I jokingly told her that if I was taking Viagra it was only because she had slipped it to me when I wasn’t looking.

I was lying on my back and she was on her side beside me. I turned to face her and as I did I slid my hand between her legs. She immediately parted her legs and let my fingers slip inside her. She was still extremely wet and my middle 2 fingers easily slid inside. She moaned softly and kissed me on the lips as my fingers disappeared. I still tasted my cum on her mouth. She whispered to me, “I want you to fuck me.” I whispered back, “Do you really?”

“Yes! Please!” Was her reply.

“How do you want me to fuck you?”

“I want you to fuck me hard and deep.”

“I want to fuck you from behind.”

“Oh, God… I want that very badly.”

Without losing her grip on my cock she rolled towards me and onto her stomach. I moved up on my knees behind her. She raised up on her knees but left her head and shoulders down on the pillow. She had my cock in her hand and began to rub it all over her ass. I just looked down in amazement at her beautiful ass and watched. She rubbed the head of my cock up and down over her wet pussy lips and I had to fight the urge to grab her ass and thrust it deep inside of her. I wanted so badly to feel her wet pussy engulf me. But I let her tease herself with my cock while I massaged her ass in my hands. She pushed the head of my cock inside her and released me from her grip. “Fuck me,” she whispered again. She started pushing back on me to take more of my cock inside her and I decided to have some teasing fun of my own. I pulled back from her and took my cock in my hand and slapped it against her pussy and ass. This made her moan loudly into the pillow. My cock was as hard as a rock and I used it to tease her even more.

“How badly do you want it?” I asked teasingly.

“Really, really bad!” she shot back.

“Beg me!” I demanded as I continued to slap her pussy and ass with my cock.

“God, please fuck me!” She cried.

I pushed the head of my cock inside her and she moaned with delight. Then I pulled out and slapped it upward against her pussy.

“NO!” She cried out. “Don’t tease me!”

“I don’t think you really want me to fuck you.” I said.

“That is ALL I want! Please fuck me!”

“Tell me you love my cock.”

“I LOVE YOUR BEAUTIFUL COCK!” She screamed out. “Fuck me with your huge beautiful cock! PLEASE!”

It was, by far, the most erotic teasing I have ever known. I couldn’t believe how damn hard I was. I felt so in control of everything. I had this beautiful, sexy, hot bodied woman begging me to fuck her with my “huge, beautiful cock.” I am sure I was grinning from ear to ear. I am not in any way a stud and this sort of thing doesn’t happen to me every day. This sort of things NEVER happens to me. I had to wonder if I was really just dreaming the whole thing. There had been many fantasies about Kali over the years but never in my wildest fantasies had I come up with such a hot, intense and passionate scenario.

I couldn’t stand it anymore and I pushed the head of my cock back inside her. My intention was to slowly push in a little at a time and pull back. I wanted to continue the tease. I had thoughts of letting her feel half of me inside her and making her beg me to give it all to her. She had other thoughts. This time she immediately pushed her hips back against me and took every inch of me inside her in one movement. She immediately gasped as my cock filled her up. She started fucking me by moving her ass back and forth. I just remained still and let her do this. My hands were on her ass and I gently pulled her towards me and then pushed her back away from me. But she was doing 90% of the work.

As I looked down I could see her amazingly pink pussy lips surrounding my cock. I was mesmerized by the site. Each time she pushed back against me her lips would disappear as my cock disappeared inside her. When she would pull back away and off my cock her wet swollen lips would reappear, engulfing my cock in their embrace. With each thrust back onto my cock she would let out a moan into the pillow. She moved in a slow, rhythmic pace back and forth on my cock. The sight was incredible. And the sound of her moaning into the pillow and occasionally saying things like, “Oh, Yes! Fuck me!” And, “God, I love your cock!” combined to send me deeper and deeper into some sort of dream state. I honestly felt as if I were floating on air. I remember wondering if that was what Tantric sex was all about. She was so wet that there was a slushing sound as I moved in and out of her. I was keenly aware of just how damn wet she was on my cock. I was also keenly aware of just how much feeling my cock had while I was fucking her, too. It felt as if I could feel the walls of her pussy pushing against every inch of me as I moved in and out of her. I had never been inside a woman and felt that much sensation. It seemed as if my cock was made to be inside her pussy. Like the perfect fit.

Kali apparently was also aware of this fact because she commented on how I filled her up and how she had never felt such intense feelings while being fucked. At some point in time I remember noticing the clock beside the bed and the time was 5:12 PM. At that point I guessed that I had been fucking her for at least 5 minutes. Although I know that sometimes 5 minutes in “Fuck Time” can seem like 20 minutes of real time.

Eventually I was moving my hips back and forth in time with hers. We were not moving fast, just steady. I was still absolutely rock hard inside her and felt like I was nowhere near an orgasm. Even though I had no feelings that I was close to cumming I did have a feeling of total bliss. It was strange but my body felt more pleasure at that moment than about 99% of the orgasms I had experienced in life. The only way I can describe it is that my entire body was having one long, slow orgasm without me ejaculating or losing my erection.

I became aware of the fact that Kali had moved her hand up between her legs and was rubbing my cock and her pussy as I moved in and out of her. I still had my hands on her ass and I moved my thumb down so I could feel how wet she was. When my thumb was wet from her pussy juices I moved it up and started to gently push it against her ass. She moaned loudly when I did that and pushed back on my cock with more gusto than before. She was now rubbing her clit with her fingers and I gently pushed against her ass with my thumb. It slid in a little and she moaned breathlessly into the pillow, “Yes! Yes!” She began to move faster on my cock and I pushed my thumb deeper into her ass. Through the membrane between her ass and pussy I could feel my cock moving against my thumb as she moved back and forth on it. What an incredible feeling. I had never felt that before and it turned me on even more, if that is at all possible.

I began to slowly move my thumb in and out of Kali’s ass while she continued to fuck me. She was moaning constantly now and I could feel her fingers working rapidly on her clit. “Cum for me,” I said.

“You want me to cum all over your cock?” She asked.

God, this woman was hot! “Yes! Cum all over my cock while I fuck you!”

“I’m cumming!” She screamed out. She didn’t need to tell me. I felt her pussy tighten on my cock and I felt her ass tighten on my thumb before she said anything. I pushed my thumb deep in her ass and tried to keep fucking her as her body began to tremble but her pussy muscles felt as if they were pushing me out. I had no other choice than to thrust deep and hard inside of her and let her ride out her orgasm. She was screaming out, “Oh, God! Oh, fuck! I’m cumming!” I held on tight to her ass and pushed hard against her. She pushed back against me equally as hard. I could feel wave after wave of spasms deep inside her as her pussy muscles contracted and released. I could feel the same on my thumb as it remained buried in her ass. She kept shaking, quivering, contracting and screaming for what seemed like several minutes and I just held on for dear life.

Finally she stopped shaking. The muscle contractions came to a halt and she was breathing heavily into the pillow. She just kept whispering, “Oh, God,” over and over and over. I noticed for the first time that we were both drenched in sweat. Her hair was wet around the edges as it touched the pillow. I felt sweat on my forehead and I could feel little droplets running down my stomach. I had removed my thumb from her ass as her orgasm subsided but my cock was still very, very deep and very, very hard inside her. I began to slowly move in and out of her again and she moaned loudly. She let me do this for a few stokes then she said, “No…. No… I can’t take anymore right now.”

She pulled away from me and collapsed on the bed. She rolled over on her back and reached down to grab my cock in her hand. “Come here,” she said. “I want to taste myself on you.” She gently pulled my cock to direct me to move up towards her face. I moved up and straddled her and watched in amazement as she eagerly and hungrily began to lick my cock. It was glistening wet from her juices and she moaned as she licked my cock and balls. The entire time she was looking up directly into my eyes and I was looking into her eyes. She began to stroke my cock in her hand as she devoured it. She wasn’t just sucking my cock, she was rubbing it all over her mouth and face. She would take it in her mouth briefly, swirl her tongue around the head, then take it back out and lick it up and down the shaft or rub it on her face. She moved her other hand up behind me and began to massage my balls while she continued to stoke me with a firm grip. She would say things like, “I want your cum all over me,” and “Please cum for me!” She was driving me wild.

I felt her finger pushing against my ass and I wanted to feel it inside me again. She didn’t waste any time this time and slowly pushed it in until it was all the way inside me. She immediately began the motion with her finger like she was pushing against my balls from the inside. That feeling was even more intense than it was the first time she did it. I had both my hands on the headboard over her head but when her finger was in my ass I moved back a little and sat straight up. I took my cock in my hand and she released it from hers. I began to stroke my cock hard telling her I was going to cum all over her beautiful face. She moved her finger more forcefully inside my ass and began to squeeze my balls with her other hand. She begged me to cum all over her. Her mouth was wide open and she would flick her tongue out against the head of my cock when she wasn’t begging me or encouraging me to cum. The entire time our eyes were locked in a passionate gaze.

I felt the orgasm building inside me rapidly. It seemed to be focused on the exact spot where her finger was pushing against my balls from inside my ass. She suddenly pushed with more pressure than before and I exploded into another body shaking orgasm. I watched as the first stream of hot cum shot out of my cock all over her face and in her hair. I moved back a little so the next stream would hit her mouth. She took the head of my cock in her mouth as I continued to pump my cum into her. She was moaning almost as loudly as I was as I filled her mouth. The orgasm was every bit intense, maybe even more so than the first one but it was obvious that there was not as much cum this time as before. As my orgasm ended she slowly slid her finger out of my ass. I could hardly move but somehow I managed to move off of her and collapse on the bed beside her. She moved her head over and kissed me deeply, pushing her cum soaked tongue inside my mouth. She broke away from the kiss and she laid her head on my chest. I was breathing hard and felt as if I had no energy at all. I glanced over at the clock and saw that the time was now 6:19 PM. It had been over an hour ago when I had noticed the clock while I was fucking her. The best I could figure is that I had been inside her, fucking her for at least a solid hour. I remember thinking then that I had probably never lasted more than 15 minutes in my entire life.

That’s about all I remember thinking. The next thing I knew I woke up and the room was dark. Kali wasn’t there. I was still lying on my back and still naked. I looked over at the clock and it was 8:30. I had been asleep for 2 hours. I wondered for a minute if I had dreamed the whole thing but the taste of Kali’s pussy on my mouth and the smell of sex in the room pretty much did away with any doubts. I got up and went into the bathroom. I had dried cum on my cock and belly and I cleaned up with a warm washcloth. I went back into the bedroom and grabbed the sweats and t-shirt that were lying on my suitcase and threw them on. I noticed that Kali’s clothes were no longer there. I went out of the room and down the hall. I noticed that Kali’s door was closed and I could see the dim light from the TV underneath the door. As I got closer to her room I could hear the muffled sound of the TV from inside the room. I knocked gently on the door and said, “Kali? Are you in there?” I got no response. I knocked again but heard nothing.

I went downstairs and dug around in the fridge to find something to eat. Suddenly I was starving. I fixed myself a sandwich and drank a beer then I went into the living room and turned on the TV. I didn’t know if Kali was asleep or if she was just hiding in her room because she felt guilty about what we had done. I decided not to try to find out at the moment and started watching a baseball game on ESPN. I sat there watching a baseball game that I had no interest in. All I could think about was the amazing sex Kali and I had and I found myself reliving it all in my head. Surprisingly I felt myself getting hard again while the images flashed through my head. I was rubbing my cock through my sweats and at some point closed my eyes so that I could better enjoy the images that were playing in my head.

The next thing I knew I opened my eyes and the room was filled with light. It was morning. The TV was off. It took me a minute or two to figure out where I was but eventually the fog went away and I knew. I sat up on the couch and put my feet on the floor. I noticed a note on the coffee table. I picked it up and read:

“I know you are scheduled to fly home today but before you do can you give me a call on my cell? The number is (555) 555-5555. (Like you think I’d give you her real number in this story? HA!) It was a little after 8 AM at the time and after I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, etc. I grabbed my cell phone and called Kali’s number. I got her voice mail and left a brief message telling her that my flight was scheduled at 4:40 that afternoon and that I was going to jump in the shower and head over to the office that I had been working at for a quick visit. I told her to give me a half hour before she called back. I got a shower, got dressed and left for the office. I was somewhat apprehensive about talking to Kali. In my mind she had been racked with quilt over what happened, had probably called Anthony and confessed the whole thing and wanted to tell me to go to hell before I left. These thoughts began to make me feel very guilty and very sick.

As I was driving to the office my cell phone rang and it was Kali’s number. I was afraid to answer if after my mind had just painted this ugly picture of my marriage, her marriage and my relationship with my entire family going to hell in a hand basket, but I managed to pick it up and force a nonchalant, “Hey, Kali.”

Instead of telling me how our lives were forever ruined she asked me something I was not expecting. “Is there any way possible you can delay your flight until later tonight or ever tomorrow?” She asked, sounding rather hopeful.

“I don’t know… probably,” I said, not sure what she wanted.

“Can you try?” She asked sweetly. “I’d really like to make you dinner tonight.”

I told her that I would see what I could do and she said she would make it worth my while if I could pull it off. I told her I’d get back to her and hung up the phone.

I knew from past experience that changing my travel plans was no biggie. I often ran into difficulties at different locations I visited and it was pretty common to have to extend my trip. I also knew that my wife was well aware of that fact and she would not be at all surprised if I stayed one more night. I called home first to talk it over with her. Deep down inside I felt guilty for what I had done and if she was going to give me just the slightest bit of grief or unhappiness about me delaying my return home then I was going to get on the flight that afternoon and go home. Instead she told me that she was thinking about going to visit her parents for the weekend anyway and she was worried that I wouldn’t want to go and she’d feel badly about dragging me down there. So, in her mind it was perfect that I wouldn’t be coming home so she could go do her thing without worrying about me. I told her that if that was the case I might just stay until Sunday and she said that was fine with her.

I then called my company’s travel agent and got my flight changed to a Sunday flight around noon. She also extended my rental car until the same time and that was all it took. I called Kali back and told her that I was going to be staying until Sunday and she was thrilled. She sounded like a school girl on the phone. She didn’t say a word about what had happened between us the day before. She asked me if I liked spaghetti and I told her that I did. She said that’s what she was going to prepare for dinner. I told her that would be fine with me and asked if I needed to do anything to help. She asked me if I would mind going by the dry-cleaner and picking up her clothes since it was right on my way back from the office. I told her that it would not be a problem at all and I knew where the cleaner was because I had just passed the shopping center where she told me it was located. She told me that she wouldn’t be home until around 5 PM but I should just make myself at home if I got there before she did. Then we hung up.

I really didn’t need to do any more work at the office since I had finished everything the day before but I always try to stop in for a minute to check in with them before I go home. I decided that since I had just claimed that I needed to stay in New Orleans for an extra couple of days that I needed to create a problem. Luckily for me no one really monitors what I do and no one at that office would question anything that I told them. So, I made up some story about failed migrations, corrupted data, extensive testing, etc and let them know that I would be doing 95% of the work remotely, only stopping in briefly over the next couple of days to verify the results. Of course they were totally fine with whatever I told them. I messed around there for a while pretending to be doing in-depth diagnostics then I left.

I left the office a little after noon and headed back to Kali’s house. I stopped off at the drycleaner, like I told her I would, and went inside to get her clothes. I told the cute little blonde at the front counter that I was there to pick up Kali’s clothes, using her first and last name, and she went to retrieve them for me. A few minutes later she appeared with some clothes in a clear plastic bag and there was another woman with her. My first impression of that woman was that she looked an awful lot like Sigourney Weaver in the movie “Alien.” She was wearing tight jean shorts and a tank top and she looked rather muscular. Not beefy like those weight lifting women you see, but more muscular than most women. She wasn’t wearing makeup and her short wavy hair was matted to her skin as it outlined her face. No doubt because it gets hot in the back of a dry-cleaning establishment.

She said, “You’re Kali’s friend, huh?”

“Yes,” I said. “She asked me to pick up her dry-cleaning.”

“I know, she called and told me you’d be coming by. She also wanted me to give you something else.”

She motioned for me to follow her and the cute blonde opened the half door beside the counter to allow me to walk through. I followed the woman back past the racks of clothes through the noisy, hot, behind-the-scenes part of the store. We got to a door and she opened it and held it open for me as she signaled me to go inside. I stepped inside and she closed the door behind us. It must have been about 30 degrees cooler inside the room than it was outside it. It was a tiny room but it was obvious that it was an office because there was a desk piled high with paper and a couple of chairs in the room. The woman walked past me into the room and turned to face me. She offered her hand to me and introduced herself as Michelle. She said that she and Kali were good friends. She told me that they had met at the gym several months ago and that they were workout partners. Before she told me that I was wondering what it was that brought them together as friends because Michelle seemed to me to be totally different than Kali.

Kali has an aura about her. She is very feminine and comes across like she is very upper class. Like I explained in the beginning, she seems to make people feel like she is much better than them, and even more importantly, she makes people feel like she knows she is better than them. Michelle seemed to me to be much more down to earth. She was not nearly as feminine as Kali, not to say that she was manly, but she was just more plain. Like I said, she was not wearing makeup and I got the feeling she probably never wore makeup. I didn’t imagine her at all to be a frilly, lacey, girly girl. Whereas Kali was very frilly, lacey and girly. The one thing that struck me the most about Michelle was her body. Man! What a body! As I followed her to her office I couldn’t help but notice her tight, muscular, tanned legs and arms. Even more noticeable was her ass in those tight shorts. It was shaped perfectly. Not too skinny… Not too fat… Just right. Perfectly shaped and obviously very firm. From the front her tits were very obvious, too. They were not very large but they seemed to be very pronounced in her tight tank top. She was probably only about 5’ 5” but she carried herself in a way that made me feel that she was taller than that.

As we made brief small talk she had a way of making me feel like I had known her all my life. She had a very warm and friendly personality and I quickly stopped questioning how it was that she and Kali were friends. How could you not be friends with someone so open and warm?

“I think the world of Kali and I’ll do anything for her.” Michelle said. “She told me all about you two and what you two did yesterday.”

Suddenly I felt paranoia creeping in again and I was wondering if I was somehow being setup by my wife, or Anthony, or the FBI, or someone who had the goods on me and wanted to see my rot in Hell. Before I could respond to what Michelle said she stepped closer to me and continued, “So, when she asked me to give you something I told her that I would… On one condition.”

Still not knowing what to think or what to say I stood motionless and said nothing. Michelle had moved right in front of me now and I looked down into her eyes as she kept talking. “That condition was that she had to be telling the truth about you.”

Still confused I managed to ask, “What truth?”

“The truth about this,” she said smiling as she placed her hand between my legs.

For a moment I was afraid that she was going to squeeze my balls and bring me to my knees, teaching me a lesson about screwing my cousin’s wife. Then she said, “Kali told me that you are hung well and have the most beautiful cock she has ever seen.” She had moved her hand to the button on my khaki’s and was undoing my pants. She was still looking directly into my eyes and I couldn’t break the stare even if I wanted to. My heart was racing and for some reason I still felt as if I was being set up in some weird way.

Michelle unzipped my pants and pushed her hand down inside my boxers and I shivered when I felt her warm, damp hand touch the skin of my cock. “Mmm,” she purred as she began to push my pants and boxers down with her other hand. As she did so, she moved down on her knees in front of me, still making eye contact with me. Whatever devious plan was in place to set me up no longer mattered as my cock was rapidly growing hard in her hand. She was stroking me gently, feeling me grow in her hand. All the while she was staring at me with a devilish grin on her face. In no time at all I was fully erect in her hand and she finally broke eye contact with me and looked at my cock which was inches from her face. “Oh, man!” She said. “Kali’s right! Your cock is gorgeous!” With that she took me in her mouth and immediately proceeded to give me an incredible blowjob. I pulled my shirt off over my head and leaned back against the door while I watched her work my cock. One hand was massaging my balls while the other hand pumped my cock with just the right amount of pressure. Her mouth and tongue were all over me and she was moaning loudly as if it was the most pleasurable thing she had ever done. I put my hands on her head and began pushing into her mouth. This only made her moan louder and work faster.

There was a knock on the door and the cute blonde’s voice was telling Michelle that she had a visitor up front. I could feel the vibrations of her knock against my back as I leaned on the door and I wondered if the blonde had heard either of us moaning. It seemed like we were making a lot of noise in the room. The idea of that cute, teenaged, blonde babe knowing that I was getting a blowjob on the other side of the door only turned me on even more. I imagined her watching Michelle work my cock and thought about her fingering her tight pussy while she watched. Michelle pulled away from me long enough to tell the blonde she’d be up in a minute. Then she looked up at me and said, “You better hurry up!” She didn’t need to prod me much longer. She took me back in her mouth and I could feel the suction on the head of my cock. Her tongue was curled around the head of my cock and she was moving her head back and forth taking in as much as she could before her hand, that was pumping me harder and faster got in the way. The feeling was incredible and I told her that I was going to cum. Hearing this she picked up the pace even more. Her curled tongue was putting just the right amount of pressure against the underside of my cock head and I exploded into her mouth. The first shot must of hit the back of her throat because she gagged a little but she didn’t pull away. She continued to suck hard on the head of my cock while her fist pumped me rapidly. She was gently squeezing my balls and I felt shot after shot of cum being forced out of me.

She took every bit of my cum into her mouth and down her throat. She sucked hard on the tip of my cock and I could feel whatever was left inside being sucked out. That was a very intense feeling. Almost too intense. Then she stood up, still holding my cock in her hand and wiped her mouth with the back of her other hand. Damn, that was good!” She said and kissed me quickly on the lips. Then she bent over and licked one final drop from the tip of my cock.

She smiled at me and said, “Call Kali when you leave and let her know that I gave you what she asked me to give you. There’s a bathroom across the hall of you need it before you leave.” She kissed me on the lips again and said, “Nice meeting you,” and she opened the door and left.

I pulled my pants up and grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head. As I walked out the open door I was tucking my shirt into my pants when I saw the hot blonde coming out of the bathroom. She just smiled at me and mockingly wagged her finger at me as if I was a child who had done something wrong. I felt my face turn red but at the same time I was turned on thinking that she knew what had been going on. I went into the bathroom, cleaned up and went back up front to get Kali’s clothes. As I got to the counter Michelle was in a heated conversation with an older lady who was complaining about a stain on a blouse. I asked Blondie what I owed for the cleaning and she said it was already taken care of. I thanked her for her help, grabbed the clothes and headed for the door. I looked over at Michelle and thanked her for her help, too. Michelle said, “No problem. I hope you come again real soon.” She put extra emphasis on the word “come.” Blondie giggled a little and said, “Yes, please come again real soon!” She also emphasized the word “come.” I smiled at both of them and said, “I can’t wait to cum again. The sooner the better!” They both laughed and the old woman was clueless to what we had just said and what it all meant. I went out the door with a huge smile on my face and couldn’t wait to call Kali and tell her that I had gotten her gift from Michelle.

When I got back in the car I immediately called Kali’s cell. I got her voice mail again and left her this message, “Kali, I picked up your dry-cleaning and I am on my way to your house. I met your friend. I have to tell you that she really sucks!” I hung up the phone and smiled to myself for having left such a clever message. When I got back to the house Kali was not there. About the time I walked in the house my cell phone beeped indicating that I had a text message. It was from Kali and she told me that there was a change of plans and that we were now going out to dinner. She told me the name of a restaurant and told me to Google it for address and directions. She also told me to be there at 6:30 PM sharp. It was now about 1:30 PM and I figured I wouldn’t see her before dinner so I decided to take a nap. All these intense orgasms were wearing me out.

More to come in part 3.

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