Canadian Cousin

Note : This story is completely fictional!

Piers was only 18 when his mum told him he would have to bunk down in his younger brothers room on a camp bed for a few weeks in the summer. His dads cousins daughter was coming to stay from America. Her family had emigrated to Canada and moved to the States and she was coming to England to visit her old home and her remaining family.

Piers was rather annoyed that he had to share with two little brothers and put the visit to the back of his mind.

Coming in from School a sunny June day, Mum said "meet Cara". He turned in the Kitchen and was quite shocked as Cara grabbed his hand and hugged him. He felt her big firm tits squash to his chest and his cock twitched as she hugged him. A little embarrased when she asked if he remembered from when he kissed her good bye for her trip to Canada. He didn't want her to go and had cried when his mum took him from Cara's arms.

He gave a weak smile and had his usual snack as his mum and Cara traded family stories and history. As Piers did his maths homework Cara enquired if he needed any help, his eyes looked to his book as he muttered "I'm Fine as he fidgeted on the chair her large firm breasts hanging behind her tight top. Cara was a beauty, tall full breasted and had moadelled swimwear in California before she had married. Her husband was at home developing his computer business.

For a young teenage boy she was a vision, and his right hand was very busy as he fantasised and sneaked around in the morning during the summer break. He would knock at his bedroom door before entering to get something from his room. Entering one morning as she was half awake she covered her face in the sheets as she was not made up. Piers found that funny as she did not need makeup and she hadn't noticed as she turned to hide that her bare arse was exposed. Piers heart missed a mass of beats as he glimsed her naked pussy as she quickly covered herself. His brothers would go to his grandmothers as they were much younger then him, as his mum worked 8am to 2pm each day. Piers took to closing the front door loudly before cycling off to a mates house after his mum had gone to work, and If Cara was still at home he would sneak in the back door up to the shared room hoping to catch a glimpse of Cara naked in the bathroom or walking from her room to it. One day a he sneaked up the stairs he could hear her in the shower, as he was looking from the doorway the bathroom door was slightly open. his hand went to his cock as she stepped from the shower her front covered by the large white towell her face covered as she dried it. As she turned placing a leg on the bath side he glimsed her left breast his hand beating his exposed cock as she bent drying her legs her pussy folds exposed to his young eyes. Exploding cum into his shaking hand he was sure she would have heard a groan he could not contain in his excited state.

Cara made a last visit of a few days to her ageing grandparents before spending her last night in Piers bed before leaving from LHR on the flight home. That night Piers mum laughed when he asked for clean sheets for his bed, "I can't waste powder keep washing" she had said, "Cara only slept in them for 5 hours, don't be silly".

Piers slipped between the sheets as the aroma of her expensive perfume filled his nostrills. His hand busied it self on his young cock as his teenage hormones raged. He felt something touch his leg as he luxuriated in his own bed intoxicated with Cara's perfume. He pulled out from between the sheets a pair of expensive french lace knickers that she had bought sets of on her trip to Paris. Cara and his mum had some girlie laugh he remembered as his mother had admired the fine lingerie and had then been shocked by the price Cara had mentioned. His male instincts had him bunching the fine material in his left fist as he took in the aroma of her sex from the fine material before he let them unfurl and he sniffed the fine soft covering of the cratch piece. Taking in the aroma of her womanly folds as he notice the slight stain of her dried in the silky lining.

Piers had a prized tropy that he hid carefully as his teenage years progressed he would take private moments of satisfaction luxuriating in the fading aroma in his hormone enraged mind before losing his virginity the day after his 18th birthday. Some three and a half years of self adminstered sex, he had developed great self control, his first conquest was a friends 21 year old drunk sister. Nancy had married a guy at 18 and was divorcing. As she treated her young suitor to his first fuck, she sobered up as her third orgasm raged through her rag doll body as her turned over shafting hard as the bed bounced and shook. Nancy and Piers fucked regularly until he joined the university fuck fest and mutually worked his way through a succesion of women, before meeting his wife the final year of his doctorate in engineering.

Piers and Carol married and had three daughters who were teenagers when his parents called to ask if he would meet Cara his dads 2nd cousin. "Do you renmember her" his mum asked.What a silly question he thought as his mind wandered back over 32 years a wide grin taking over his face. Living in Kent it was an hour and a half drive

to Stanstead airport where Cara would arrive after a flight to Paris. Something happened in Piers mind as the day of her arrival approached he was madly in love with Carol but had often daydreamed about the times of Cara's visit in his youth, His mother would always read him the annual letter that accompanied the Christmas card from Cara. The day before she arrived he rummaged in the actic store room in his old biking gear. In his old black leather jacket he found the fine silk lace panties from his youth. Nancy slept on as he woke at 4am a huge hard erection as he laid waiting for the clock to reach 5 and his get up time. Nancy was a bit miffed at being woken by his fingers urgently fucking her pussy, she was busy at work and tired but Piers roughly spread her legs and as his fat cock head split her pussy lips, she relented and bucked onto his iron hard cock as he spooned behind her working her breasts and fucking her hard climaxing a few minutes before 5. Carol was asleep moaning gently, he showered, as he dressed she moved on the bed as a trail of his cum slipped from her pussy and he moved his head to her pussy taking in her musky scent as his tongue split her lips and he milked her clit and flowing pussy with his tongue making her shake and convulse on the bed before he finished washing and shaving and she gurgled "I luuuuurrrrrvvvve you"and fell back asleep as he left for the airport patting his jacket pocket.

Would he recognise her he thought, the photo's at his mother taken in Hawaii where she now lived since her divorce. At the airport early as he sat in a cafe he borrowed pen and wrote a sign on the back of a piece of card supplied by a waitress. CARA GIANNI he wrote in large bold letters filling in the large leters with the thin biro pen so she would see the sign.

The arrivals boared showed the flight on the tarmac and then baggage hall as he stood at the arrivals. People from various flights came through the arrivals so there were a lot of people passing Piers and he averted his eyes slightly as a tall well tanned very attractive woman in her mid thirties passed him wearing a shortish skirt, as he looked again after she passed. He admired her fine shapely legs as she turned and lowere her large sun glasses and dropped her bags shouting Piers embarrasingly loud grabbing him over the berrier as they hugged. 

He remmembered her late grandmother, his great grandmother who at 60,looked about 45 and at 80 looked 60. Piers carried her bags and put them on a trolley and she grabbed her arm around his and squeezed his hand tightly cuddling up to him as he pushed her luggage to his car. As she hit him with a barage of Questions he noticed guys taking sneaky admiring glances at the stunning woman on his arm as she explained that she had got into fitnees and personal training some 18 years ago as she needed to do something after her divorce. She had become very succesful and owned a couple of celebrity Gyms and fitness centres. Cara's travel agent had booked her into a luxury country hotel about 25 miles from the airport. She planned to have a 3 day break to acclimatise and get over her jet lag after the long flight. She had actually slept through most of the flight and was wide awake firing questions at Piers as he closed the car door. Her shortish skirt with a central split had wrode up as she took the passenger seat, Carol had good legs, but at 56 Cara's were stunning and his mind wandered back over the years as he fumbled with the ignition key as the slit in the skirt was probably only a half inch from exposing present day choice of panties. "OK" she asked, a little shudder passed though him at that thought. Very tactile she kept touching and holding and stroking his left thigh as she enjoyed the luxury of his top of the range Audi sports saloon car. Piers had arranged to take a couple of weeks out from work and do anything that was needed by his staff via phone or email. He would be at Cara's disposal as her reamaining family in England were all quite elderly. They chatted intently in the heavy morning traffic and Piers tried not to jump or show alarm as she seemed not to realise as her hand slipped between his legs and the side brushed his balls as the traffic crept along.

They at last swept onto the long gravel drive of the hotel after nearly and hour and a half fighting the morning traffic and a slight detour after he took a wrong turn. The hotel was hosting a Golf Society event on its course so was quite busy and after check in Piers carried Cara's luggage to her room. a huge room with four poster and a large en suite bathroom. A full fridge bar and coffee and tea arrangements were there, and she ordered a full english breakfast for the two of them from room service. As he made two coffees Piers heard the shower start and then Cara opened her case put a clean top and a skirt on the bed. "breakfast wil be about an hour they said, so I will take a shower" From the bathroom she called and he answered her questions as he sat looking out to the Golfers over at the first tee. He turned as he heard the shower stop and then he noticed the huge wall mirror gave him a clear view of the bathroom. A routine the same as 32 years ago was being repeated she dried her face and turned placing a foot on the bath side as he got a glimpse of her left breast and she dried her thighs with a sort of patting actin working her way down her leg exposing her full pussy as she had years ago. Still talikng whilst taking in her tight fully tanned arse the only difference apart from better muscle definition was her pussy was shaved smooth unlike the dark whisps of pubic curls still fresh in his mind. As he kept control and kept answering her questions as she changed to her other leg and then moved her right hand between her legs her middle finger trailing between her pussy lips as Piers turned his chair to view the first tee off of the day and concentrate on being sensible. 

"I have something to ask you" she suddenly said sternly. He jumped a bit and turned as she was near him wrapped in a large white robe drying her hair. You wouldn't know what happened to an expensive pair of French silky panties I left in your bed 32 years ago she asked very sharply. Piers blushed bright red for the first time in years. " I thought you were a good boy and would have given them to your mum to send on to me" she said looking quite angry. "I suppose you wanked your self silly into them, I bet you sniffed them and licked them and covered them in spunk". I bet you never thought I knew you were wanking in the bedroom as I dried myself in your old bathroom. You really were a randy young sod" Piers was bright red and his face obviously showed years of guilt, so what happened to my expensive panties she barked at him. Like a little five yeear old caught with his hand in the cookie jar his hand went to his jacket pocket and he took the fine silky lacy panties slowly out and drew them to his nose sniffing them slowly before he thrust his hand towards her, Cara took the clean panties and sniffed them. "CLEAN" she said. but I'm sure I can smell spunk. Piers did not know where to look and lowered his eyes, but then she had moved before him and she parted her robe slightly squating she rotated her hips and wiped her freshly retrieved panties slowly between her legs before bunching them and offering them to his nose, a sweeter aaromatic pungent smell filled his nostrils. More delicate than his wifes pussy he looked to the shaven haven as she started to rotate her hips and flex her pussy and stomach muscles as she dropped her robe exposing her large still very firmm 38 DD tits her nipples growing harder pointing like mini cannon swelling puurply red and angry. 
As she rotated her hips and started to finger fuck herself she said " I want to see your cock " it was so huge when you were a kid. He realised that the panties had been a gift all those years ago. "But how" he asked. "When Your mum and dad went out your little brother woke with a dream crying and you were asleep with your hard randy cock exposed as you moaned C A R A" her voice had become more and more husky her breathing fast. As he took his eyes from her trembling tits as she milked her rotating pussy. He laughed and rolled back in the chair as she continued her performance until she collapsed to her knees rocking back and forth on her buried fingers. Always faithful and never once having strayed from Carol he decided this was unfinished business.

Taking his shoes and socks off he removed his jacket and shirt before slipping his trousers and briefs off together his semi hard cock raising its hardness before her eyes. He guessed that his cock was about ten and half inches and it was very fat and he had never felt the need to measure it, his wife and earlier lovers comments were measurement enough as he jumped back as Cara grabbed for his big tool. No he said pulling her to the bed. Kneeling her on the bed telling her to spread her legs he positioned her arms setting her as he wanted her. This brought a grin and look of wanted pleasure and anticipation crossed her face as their eys met her face framed by her tits and her now massive swolen nipples as his nose took in the aroma of her cunt and the memory af familarlariy took over, as his nose parted her swolen lips and his tionge rolled around her clit as she groaned bucking to orgasm before she gasped at the site of his rock hard cock as he parted her pussy and filled his cocks new home. She cried with her first fucking orgasm as he pleasured her hole and her clit and tits and then started to bang her long and slow to another erotic climax as there was a knock at the door. "breakfast" called room service. "I'm coming again" she cried out as he released a stream of spunk into her river of cum. "pardon" the room service girl called. Please leave it outside i'm being fucked she shouted laughing. "OH, OK" came a reply followed by laughter as Piers pulled back and turned her onto her back as he short fucked her pussy holding her calves her eyes rolling and tits bobbling as he buried his full length and ground her pussy as his mouth explored her huge tender hard nipples and tits and they kissed for the first time as lovers. Legs spread wide Cara breathed huskily that the 32 year wait for her best ever fuck had been worthwhile but sad as she had missed out for so many years. 

Piers got the heated breakfast trolley and they laid on the floor on the bed quilt and towells and Pillows feeding one another. Laughing and joking about his youthful randiness and her wanton behaviour he pulled her to him spreading her legs to her excitement he was not just a long great fuck but his recovery time was fantastic. Two fucks in a morning she said as they came again after another fuck fest. You really should have been a stud! 3 fucks he said, I was so excited about you arriving that I was awake at 4 and had a long fuck with Carol. Wow she said as her mouth wrapped around his cock head cleaning their combimed juices until a few seconds later he was hard again and and gently exploring her well worked cunt.Waking late afternoon as Carol called his mobile Cara sucked his cock again as he tried to hold a sensible conversation and tell Carol how they had been talikng about things from their youth. Bathing together a litle fun with a butter pat provided the lubrication that Cara's cunt needed as she grunted to another great orgasm before he left. 

The next evening Carol and Piers joined Cara at the hotel for dinner. After dinner as Carol got into the car Piers raced back to Cara's room for his mobile phone and quickly fucked her as she knelt on the bed. Piers managed to slip into the shower before Carol who after a couple of liquer brandies would want a good fucking. She pounced on his clean cock cooing as she leant against the shower wall as he humped her and then they went to bed and fucked slowly.

In the morning as the kids went to school, Carol insisted that Piers made the effort to take Cara to visit the family as she and the kids would be OK for a couple of weeks. Carol called Cara and said " you have my husband for two weeks to do what you want with him". Cara said that she had nearly chocked on the phone. They fucked quickly before she checked out of the hotel. And an hour along the road to Cheshire her hands were very busy with her pussy and Piers cock, pulling into a travel lodge he grabbed a bag as she Checked them in and as the reception office door closed they never made it to the room, As Cara stumbled on the top stair exposing her soaking panties Piers took her there and then for a quick fast fuck before staggering to their room, her pulling him by his slippery cock. They fucked on and off until they woke in the early evening. As they took the door to the reception stairs, Piers noticed the security camera. The receptionist who was still on duty gave them a knowing smile. And as they checked out in the morning she gave Cara a bag with a video in it.

It was a surprise for Piers parents when he offered to take their old dog for a walk. But with Henry's lead tied to a tree in the woods the old dog would be making no surprise remarks about the site before him. Knelt on his bBrbour jacket she bobbed back and forth to another ripping orgasm.