My cousin, my escort

It’s not often one kisses their cousin in a sexual way and any first kiss with a new partner can be pretty awkward.

Cassie, for instance, had always been a submissive kisser in her day to day life. If and when she let someone do that to her—and she almost never let clients do it—she would let them do the heavy lifting. After a brief feeling out period, if she got more comfortable, she’d use her tongue to circle theirs while running her hands up and down their chest.

It was an approach she had wanted to use here but Tony was a bit too aggressive and excited to make it work. He immediately shoved his tongue down her throat, causing Cassie to press off of him and back away for a moment.

“Whoa there, partner,” she said. “Take it down a notch.”

Tony did as he was commanded. Instead of shoving his tongue in her mouth like he had initially done, when their lips met again, he focused on his movement in particular. He thought of his lips lightly caressing hers instead of overpowering her. It seemed to be working. Cassie relaxed her body into his and they found a rhythm.

“Hmmmm,” she said, breaking their kiss. “That’s better.”

Tony leaned back ever so slowly and Cassie followed suit with him, positioning her body so that she was kneeling a little higher than she had been before and she leaned toward his face. She had a slight height advantage as he rested his back on the chair cushion behind him and she could feel his legs trembling again.

Almost on cue, as the two resumed making out, Cassie took her left hand and touched it slowly to his right leg. The spark between them made the hair on Tony’s arm stand up as he cupped her face with two hands and pulled her closer.

Cassie was a lefty and used it to her advantage here, tracing a path on her cousin from his lower calf to his upper thigh. She could feel him tense up the higher she went and as her thumb grazed the side of his throbbing shaft, he let out a soft moan.

It would be the last sounds he made for a while as Cassie started the clock on her phone, propping it up on the end table beside them.

Five minutes. She had five minutes to jerk him off and make him cum or she would have to blow him. Even as the timer started, Cassie wasn’t sure which outcome she was rooting for. Did she want him to cum quickly?

Deep down, she really wanted him to last long enough that she could taste him but the thought of a quick finish that left something to the imagination for both of them was almost too good to pass up. Almost.

“Here goes nothing,” she thought to herself.

Cassie carefully, gingerly moved her left hand along Tony’s waist and began to lower it to his shaft. She was just a few inches away now and could feel his pecks on her lips increasing in pace as she encircled his dick with her hand for the first time.

She felt it twitch as she gripped it. Slowly, she inspected the length of it inch by inch. It was so warm and it throbbed in her hands.

The first contact she had with her cousin’s dick made Cassie ache. In truth, what she wanted right now was to bury her face in his crotch and take him deep in her mouth but she had to wait. They had just started and this five-minute handjob was meant as an appetizer to set the tone for their activities. If she was too aggressive, she could derail both of their plans.