An Uncommon Kiss

An Uncommon Kiss (mgg inc oral anal solo pett)

A tale from an old friend by M8R1X [REV 29 Jan 22]

A young boy and his cousin explore new horizons and each other.

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Lately, I’ve developed quite a reputation. It’s one I would never be able to live down if my chums ever found out about it. But, they never will because word is only spreading to my cousin Evie’s little friends and they are all girls. For some reason, little girls really enjoy it, don’t ask me why. It was something I thought disgusting at first, but no longer do. Now, I believe I’ve developed quite an affinity for it and the rewards are quite nice.

It all started with my little cousin, who was all of seven years old and liked to take her clothes off when I was around. When I visited her the first thing she would do is leg it to her room, strip down and then fly into my arms… plum starkers. I didn’t mind it a bit because the only way I could support her was by her bare bum cheeks. Let me say, she had some very nice, very plump bum cheeks that were not only a pleasure to behold, but a real pleasure to hold. Of course, there may have been the errant finger or two down there that liked to wander.

She would even do it when her mum was around or anyone else who happened to be there. My auntie would apologize, and then send her to her room to dress. That was it, until the next time. Then, we both got the brilliant idea that it would be safer to play in the loo or her room when someone was around. Her mum never checked on her much when I was there to mind her… and, well other things. Then, I discovered how much she just loved to tease me with her naked body.

One time when I visited, something had changed because she didn’t fly into my arms naked like she normally did. At first, I tried to help her off with her dress but she smacked my hands away. But then, she dropped her knickers, flashed her bum at me and ran from the room. I didn’t follow her, so she came back in a few minutes and did it again. That was fine with me, because after a while, I found out that if I was patient, it would not be long before she took off her dress.

However, the little tease she did never failed to prop a tent in my trousers. I usually got a little bone before, holding her bum and playing between her legs, but the bum flash tease put some serious wood in my pants. She failed to notice the tent until she tried to slide out of my arms once and landed smack on my bone.

It jabbed her good in the fanny so she squeaked and asked, “What did you poke me with?”

I wasn’t going to tell her so I replied, “You stuck yourself on my flies.”

“Oh,” she said, with suspicion, before she asked, “Why is your flies sticking out like that?”

But, I never answered and she let it drop. So, I just carried on and played with her little pie some more. Her poochy little fanny was so tight, though, I had to content myself with the outside of her split or her bum crack. It took me awhile to find out that there was a lot more hidden in there than I was aware of.

The next time she did her little tease, I thought I would get her out of dress and knickers faster if I chased and caught her. Wrong. It only prolonged the tease and the throb in my pants. I didn’t know about blue balls, or at least what it was called back then. I just knew that thirty minutes of teasing made my nuts ache and there was only one remedy.

I usually wanked in their loo if it got too bad, but it developed to the point after a while, that I had to do it every visit. At first, it didn’t feel it was right to wank in their loo, so I did it at my place which sort of helped at first. But my assumption and reasoning were wrong. It did lessen the painfulness of the ‘blue balls’, but after the girl mercilessly teased me for a while, I needed to toss off again.

The teasing got worse over time and so did the length of time I spent in the loo. It was now one toss before I left home and two more at my cousin’s house before I left. That sweet little bum of hers really worked me up and the more I chased her the more she flashed me, but at a safe distance. I still couldn’t catch her until her rules changed again and she let me. She let me catch her but when I tried to pull her dress up, she wouldn’t let me. She smacked my hands away even if I tried to reach under it or squeeze her bum through her dress.

It baffled me at first until she flipped up the back of her dress and told me, “You can’t touch until you kiss it.”

“Forget that,” I told her in indignation, “I’m not going to kiss your smelly bum.”

“Then you have to show me the thing in your pants you stuck me with.”

“Forget that too,” I told her, “I’m not showing you my willy. That… that would be embarrassing.”

“Then kiss my bum. It’s not smelly at all. I took a bath before you came over and scrubbed it good.”

“Are you sure it’s not smelly? I don’t want to put my face down there and find out you’re lying to me.”

“I swear that I washed it good.”

“Let me check and see first,” I demanded.

“Alright, but no touching until you kiss it.”

Then, she bent over and pulled her dress up, but I couldn’t see a thing because her cheeks were so tight you could sharpen a pencil between them, so I told her, “Pull the cheeks apart so I can see how well you washed.”

She pulled the cheeks apart and I bent down for a look and was amazed. I had never had a close look between a girl’s legs before and I was stunned by what they had down there. Not only could I see her bum hole, which was open a little, but the chubby split of hers parted a little and there was so much pink it blinded me. However, it did look clean, so I cautiously took a little whiff.

The smell wasn’t bad, so I planted a quick peck on her bum cheek and told her, “There you go. Are you happy now?”

“Do it again, I didn’t even feel it.”

“Liar,” I told her and gave the cheek a much slower kiss this time.

She seemed happy, so she pulled her dress off and jumped into my arms so I could squeeze her bum an play with her split. Now that I knew there was something inside the split, I tried to get a finger inside but it was too tightly closed. However, I couldn’t shake the picture in my mind of all the interesting plumbing she had down there and vowed to have a longer look.

The next time I came over, I expected to go through to her room, but she stopped in the lounge, lifted her dress and bent over the arm of the sofa. Then, she pulled her cheeks apart and I knew what was expected of me. So, I gave each of the cheeks a nice wet kiss, then leaned in close to for a little gander. Then I discovered there was another change in plan.

“Kiss my bum hole,” she demanded.

I really wasn’t prepared for that but knew if I dallied, she would tease me mercilessly until she got her way. So, I gave it a sniff before I puckered up, and then planted a little peck on her pucker.

“That tickled,” she squealed, “Do it again so I can feel it.” So, I let my lips linger a bit longer on her puckered hole and decided that it wasn’t a bad price to pay so I could play with her pussy.

For the next fifteen or twenty minutes, she let me poke and prod around as much as I liked and she enjoyed it as much as I did. It was something like playing doctors and nurses, which I had never played before. The problem in my pants though came back with a vengeance and I was desperate to find relief. With the short fuse I had, I figured I could pull myself out without her seeing me, give it few tugs, and then squirt in my handkerchief. She would be none the wiser. Wrong.

After five or six strokes I blasted a mighty rope of goo which missed my handkerchief and splattered her leg. She squealed when she felt it, jumped back and I was caught, so to speak, with the evidence still in hand, plus the goo on her leg. Then, she dropped to her knees and had a closer look at my quickly rejuvenating member. It didn’t soften much but in the span of a few short seconds, the boy completely recovered.

She looked closely at my cock and flatly stated, “That’s the thing you poked me with. Did you just pee on my leg?”

“It wasn’t pee,” I managed to mumble but was still shaken a bit from the magnitude of my orgasm.

She felt her leg and said, “It’s slimy, what is it?”

“It’s my sperm and I didn’t mean to get it on your leg.”

“What’s that?” She asked.

“I’ll tell you later ‘cause I need to get some more out.”

She was awe struck while she watched me work a fresh batch out of my cock. The first two streamers missed my handkerchief completely and landed on the floor in front of her.

So, she dipped her fingers in it and rubbed them together before she demanded, “You have to tell me what this stuff is.”

“Your mum just got back and I have to leave now so I’ll tell you next time.”

Save by my aunt but I didn’t know what I was going to tell her because I knew so little about it myself. Do you actually think she would forget about it?

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Things got a lot more interesting the next time I was over. Her friend Cindy, who was a little older, and lived just up the lane had popped in. I figured there wouldn’t be any naked bum squeezes, touchy feely or juicy pink inspections this time around. As usual, I was wrong again. Right after she let me in, she did her typical thing now over the sofa arm with her cheeks spread. Cindy held back a ways and giggled at the spectacle. But, from the wicked little grin on her face, I guessed they were up to something and I was part of their plan. All I knew then was that I wouldn’t mind having a look between Cindy’s legs.

However, it was bad enough that I had to kiss Evie’s bum when we were alone, but it would be outright embarrassing for her friend to watch me do it. My cousin, though, was quite adamant.

“Come on slow coach,” she prodded, “Whatcha waitin’ for?” Then she wiggled her bum at me.

Gawd, I loved the way she wiggled her bum and could already feel a twitch in my pants. But, I believed they both enjoyed my discomfort, so I told her, “I can’t do it while your friend is here.”

“If you kiss it good, I’ll let you pull on it and make the goo come out.”

I was perfectly content to wank in the loo. What made her think I wanted to do it in front of her friend?

“Forget that,” I told her.

“Cindy will pull on it for you,” she added, “She knows how.”

Now, that was an intriguing thought. Nobody had ever done it for me before and the prospect was worth my full attention.

It sounded like she had pulled on one before, but I had to ask, “Cindy, are you sure?”

She quickly nodded her head and answered, “I do it lots and lots.”

Lots and lots made my dick give two twitches of approval. So, I confirmed our deal with, “If I kiss Evie’s bum, you’ll wank it for me?”

She quickly nodded her head and gave me a mischievous smile. So, I gave Evie’s bum a nice kiss while she wiggled it against my mouth.

Then she told me, “You have to kiss the hole too. Just like you did last time.”

So, I did and asked, “What now?”

I was so hard now I was willing to do anything to find out what it was like to have a girl wank me and the two dragged me to Evie’s room. It felt kind of nice to have them undress me and leave everything intact. Then, they laid me back on the bed and carefully studied old willy while he waved at the ceiling. Cindy didn’t mess around and grasped old woody with one hand while she cradled my balls in the other. I’ll have to remember that combination the next time I wank. From my perspective, the girl was quite talented. But, with my experience, anyone who could make me feel that good was talented. Sadly though, it only took a few pulls to make my fountain spew. Control had not entered my current dictionary yet.

Thankfully, she didn’t stop stroking me and the second round with a sperm slick hand lasted a little longer. I must say, her hand felt a lot better than mine ever did. After a dozen strokes, while I teetered on the edge, she suddenly stopped. But before I could complain, she handed me over to my cousin so she could resume. Since she had watched, she had a good idea of what to do.

As clumsy as her strokes were, she brought me right off and squealed, “It’s so wicked when it squirts like,” while little spurts of come shot into the air.

“Wow!” I knew where to come now when I needed a wank and there was nothing as good as having two squirts in a row like that. It was at that very moment I realized I was an arse kisser for life.

“Cindy wants you to kiss her bum now,” Evie told me.

“Lovely,” I thought, “That arse kissing thing is not so bad. I wonder if Cindy will bring a friend along with her next time?”

The End

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