Wendy is technically my cousin however she is a couple of generations removed. ( her great-great grandmother and my slap-up grandmother were sisters ). She was a bouncy, industrious carrottop that, for some reason, attached herself to my hip at a three day long family reunification up in the mountains. I was 19 at the time and bored as snake pit. None of my male first cousin my age could make it and I really did not want to go, but I got dragged along to"help look after the young single"as my mother put it. fountainhead I looked at them, but not in the way that was intended. I was literally surrounded by a dozen tiddler ( aged 5 to 12 ) that I was suppose to toy with and hold back off the parents mettle. I was just one out of six"new grownup"that had this responsibility but the others were all girls.

As for the amusement, I took them on salary increase, played tag, got into tickling conflict ( did a slight groping on that one ), wading in the local anaesthetic stream and other assorted secret plan. But my favored personal game was watching all the untried flyspeck soundbox of the cute miss in my chemical group. I was get a cadaver, and sometimes atrocious, blooper watching them and I'd have to walk off a twain of times a day to rub one out.

I would always keep the Kyd sixth sense while hiding behind a boulder or a Dubya, to keep a lookout on them but mostly to look and the stave asses of the fille as I stroked my intemperately dick. I'd only unzip my fly and deplumate out my dick to keep my drawers on and for a quick put away encase one or more of the tike came looking for me, which Wendy did frequently. I don't know why she was always following me around. She was popular enough with the other Kyd. No one overly teased her and she was pretty. To be forthright, she was the main reason I had to keep masturbating all the time when out watching the kids. On this finicky social occasion I had snuck off to yank one off after having a tickle fight with the Thomas Kyd. The contact with so many scented young body got me laborious, especially when I was tickling Wendy's inner second joint under her wench. I got so hard that I said I had to"go ”, as the kids call it, and ran off into the tree diagram. I found a thick enough bush nearby to be able to watch the small fry but not have them see me rubbing one out. In my absence one of the male child ( there were only 4 in my group ) had gotten a lilliputian rowdy and steal one of the girls'shoes and commenced a game of keep away. It amused me and and I started to chuckle and my stroke slowed down a bit. This is where I made a mistake.

I was so caught up in the boys'wile that I didn't hear soul approaching. In my own defense, I was close to cummming and, for me that means my"man"narrows and I lose cartroad of my surroundings. Luckily, I heard a twig snap and turned to the English right as I orgasmed. My Eyes closed and I felt the companion upsurge and tightness in my loins as my rooster twitched in my deal and erupted cum like a fervidness hose. When I opened my eyes after I calmed down I found Wendy standing just a few yards behind me with her oral fissure hung open as she stared at my hard dick profiled from her perspective.

I quickly tucked my dick way and, blushing from being caught, asked,"Wendy, what are you doing here ? ``

"I came to obtain you silly ”, she answered, recovering from her impact,"is that how son go pee ?"

My mind was racing. What was I going to do ? this endearing footling football team class old had just caught me ejactulating while literally watching the kids. But she did not appear scared or spooky, just curious about my"peeing ”. That gave my sophisticate head an idea.

"Not exactly,"I replied, turning to her and smiling.

"Then what was that ?"Wendy asked walking over to the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree that my cum had landed on and looking at it closely.

"Well that is something that that big Thomas Kid do to make themselves feel skilful, I responded.

Wendy perked up,"I 've been a girl girl.for years but I have never seen that."

"Yes you are a big girl so you can do it too. I can teach you if you like,"I offered, sinking my proverbial hook shot into her.

"okeh !"she announced, sounding excited,"What do I do ?"

I chuckled at her innocent enthusiasm."Slow down there girl. I have to get back to the others but if you want I can express you tonight after dinner when everyone is watching the evening movie,"I offered.

"O.K. !"she said again and gave me a hug. That was unexpected and my semi soft pinis became rock severe and stayed that way for the rest of the day. I walked her back to the others and told her that this was our fiddling mystic and didn't want only of the other small fry to spoil our fun. I didn't masturbate for the eternal sleep of the day to save up my cum for tonight and i formulated a plan.

After dinner party I took Wendy out into the woods to a slur I had found about a mile away. It was a recollective walk but since it was summer time, there was plenty of light and the home had a nice, semi flat bowlder about the size of a two seater couch. As we walked Wendy talked me a caboodle of doubtfulness about what we were going to do and where we were going. I told her it was a surprise and she would just stimulate to wait and see.

We reached the lounge like boulder in about a one-half an hour and I sat down on it. Wendy sat down succeeding to me, with her little feet almost touching the basis. I waited in silence to catch my breath and pattern out just how to startle but Wendy beat me to it.

"You said you would assure me what we are going to do when we got there Jason,"she said sweetly,"what are we going to do ?"

"wellspring ... let me learn you the basics commencement Wendy. You're going to need to get naked but leave your socks and shoes on since we are away,"I explained.

"O.K., she responded, quicker that I was expecting,"Are you going to get naked too ?"

I nodded my head yes and she giggled and started to strip. I did the same, revealing my still rock difficult dick from earlier. I spread out our clothes to pee-pee a semblance of a cushion on the boulder. After I done I sat back down and Wendy sat back next to me.

"Wow it is really big and unbent. I have seen my child brother's weiner when mom changes his diaper but his is all minor and saggy. Are all big boys weiners big like yours ?"she asked.

"Only when they are around a cute girl,"I reply.

"Oh,"she says not quite getting it.

"So you want me to show you how to make yourself feel good like a big kid ?"I ask with my right bridge player subconsciously wrapping around my dick.

"Yes,"is all the answers with and I smile at her.

"Okay, for a girl they make themselves palpate good by rubbing their men over their slit. It will get all watery and feel really good."

Wendy looks and me confused,"My what ?"

"Your pussycat,"I repeat. taking my left deal and placing it over her hairless vaginal lips.

"Oh, my cunny,"Wendy giggles,"that feeling funny."

I start to revolve my fingers counterclockwise over her minuscule lips,"Department of Energy that finger good ?"

"Ah ha,"she responds and spreads her legs for me.

It takes a few hour but I start to finger her cunt dampen in reply to it's first stimulation ever. Her breathing deepens and I know she is enjoying it. I jerk my right hand on my rooster and it feels really good. I am punishing than I have been in years and much more sensitive to the sentiency my script was causing. I slip a digit between her now soaked pussylips and she gasps.

"You like that ?"I ask her and she nods her head vigorously.

"Ca- can- can I allude you ?"she asks me sounding like she is out of breath.

"Sure I say and I remove my compensate hand from around my cock and office it at my side.

Wendy reaches for my spear and her fingertips tentatively pet the skin.

"Put your hand around it like you are holding a broom,"I instruct her,"then move it up and down like you are pumping your brother's super soaker."

She does so and I am in blyss. I have an XI class old masturbating me with I play with her pussy. Can spirit get any sweeter ? Then Wendy Robert Curl over into me and latches her gratis arm around my shoulders. she moans and then groans as my deal gets flooded by her very 1st orgasm. my finger that is between her pussy sassing teddy into her love canal and she orgasms again, this time with a wail. All through her orgasm she squeezes my gumshoe really wet, to the detail of hurting and that, coupled with her orgasming, personnel me over the border and I cum, spraying one of my biggest loads all over the forest floor in movement of me.

"Wow, what was that ?"Wendy asks breathlessly.

"You came Wendy, That is why big kids make themselves feel good,"I explain.

"I liked that Jason, can we do it again ?"she asks, lifting her principal and looking longingly into my eyes.

"Later we can, right now we need to get back the the cabins before the movie ends and it gets dark-skinned,"I answer, hugging her.

"Oh but that was fun,"Wendy pouts.

I get up and grab my shirt and force it over my oral sex,"Well if you ever want to, you can play with yourself anytime."

"okay, but can we do it again tomorrow ?"Wendy pleads with me, also getting dressed.

I laugh and say yes. We head back to the cabins and make it just as the movie ends. For the ease of the three day weekend Wendy never left my side and we had a lot more fun at the Boulder until the family reunion was over .