SQUIRT SHOTS

COUSIN-CEST (3): DIVA'S PERV£RT MIND

Realizing that my hand was still inside my shorts, I quickly removed it and made my way quietly down the hall to the bathroom, where I sat for several minutes trying to collect my thoughts.

I was overcome with guilt and confusion and very unsure of how to face Diva without feeling anxious or nervous about what I had seen, and what I had done while I watched.

Facing Diva was not as bad as I had imagined. She actually seemed unaware that I had even seen a thing. If she knew I was there and watching, she never let on. It could have been just my excitement and imagination causing me to think that she knew. It really didn’t matter, I was still very confused with all of these new feelings I was having.

I had never been sexually attracted to another woman or even curious, but for some reason the thought of touching Diva and having her touch me back made me very excited.

I fought with my confusion for a few weeks. In the evenings Diva would shower and come to living room to watch TV, wearing nothing but a lose tank top and either silk or satin panties. It was what she always wore to bed and the tank top was long, hanging almost to her knees, but the material was worn and nearly see through.

The arms of the tank top were stretched and hung below her ribs allowing her tiny breasts to be visible when she moved in certain ways.

I watched Xander and they we he looked at her. It made me jealous the way he undressed her with his eyes. I wanted to say something to him about it, but how could I, I wanted her myself.

In fact, mine and Xander’s s*x life even got better. Usually after an hour or so of watching her prance around half dressed and lying on the floor, stomach down, with her feet in the air, I was horny as hell and ready to take Xander to bed.

Night after night, we were having really hot passionate s*x and I’m almost certain that we were both thinking of Diva while we did. I know I was.

I finally came to terms with all my mixed emotions and decided that what I was feeling for Diva was just normal s****l curiosity. She seemed to have plenty of s****l curiosity herself and maybe it was just rubbing off on me.

At any rate, Xander had a business trip coming up and would be out of town for a week. I decided that I would spend some extra time with Diva and just let things happen naturally if they were going to.

We left Xander at the airport late on a Sunday morning and made plans to pick him up the following Saturday.

I really didn’t expect things to begin so quickly, but we stopped at a truck stop on the way home for breakfast and Diva was already turning me on.

“Did you see that?” Diva said as the waitress walked away from our table.

“See what?” I asked.

“That waitress wasn’t wearing a bra.” She explained, “When she bent over the table I could see all the way down her blouse.”

“Diva!” I said, “What are you doing looking down her blouse?”

“I don’t know.” Diva said “I guess I like the way other girls look. Don’t you think she’s sexy.”

I tried to resist the urge, but turned my head to look at the waitress anyway.

Diva was right. She was bent over a table cleaning it with a damp cloth and I could see everything she had in her blouse. Her boobs were fairly large and swung back and forth as she wiped the table clean.

“I bet she gets the big tips.” Diva said laughing.

I turned my head back around to look at Diva, who was still staring at the waitress. “You know.” I said. “A girl your age should be checking out the hot guys, not the chicks. How bout that cute boy over there.”

I was nodding my head toward a young man standing with his family, waiting to be seated.

“He’s alright.” Diva said, looking in the direction of my nod. “Oooh! but look at his sister, she’s pretty.”

“Diva, that little girl can’t be more than thirteen.” I said, trying to fight my urge to undress the young girl with my eyes.

“Ya, so what?” Diva said. “She’s still hot.”

I had to ask, the urge was killing me. “Diva, are you telling me that you ……uh…are attracted to girls and not boys.”

She looked me dead in the face, serious as could be. “I like guys and girls.” She said, “Girls just make me hornier than guys do.”

I was stunned with her honesty and also excited. Visions of her and Shelly in a 69 position entered my mind. I wasn’t sure what to say, but it didn’t matter, she caught on to my reaction.

“Come on Aunt Sandy.” She said, “Don’t act so surprised. I’m not a virgin. I’ve been with guys and girls and I just get hotter when I’m with a girl. Don’t you think I’m mature enough to know what I like.”

I was speechless. For her age, I didn’t think that she would be that mature, but she did grow up different than I did, and she was quickly proving to be more sexually experienced also.

“Diva, I……I don’t think you should talk like that around too many people.” I said. “It makes you sound,…..well,”

“Slutty?” She said.

“That isn’t what I was going to say.” I replied quickly.

“Aunt Sandy.” She said, “Just because I like s*x and get horny a lot, doesn’t mean I’m a slut. I don’t just spread my legs for anyone like my mother.”

Once again, I was shocked and speechless. I managed a small apology for suggesting that she was a slut, then quickly changed the subject, but I couldn’t get my mind off of all that she had revealed to me.

On the ride home, Diva fell asleep. I woke her just as we pulled into the driveway and she lazily made her way into the house where she laid on the couch and continued her nap. I sat at the kitchen table and finished some work I had put off until I realized that it was after nine pm.

I decided that a hot bath before bed would be nice, so I put away my things and made my way up the stairs.

As I reached the top, my eyes were drawn to the light coming from Diva’s doorway. The door was opened wide and I could hear the sounds of soft moaning coming from her room.

I knew instantly that she was m**********g and with the door open the way it was, I also knew that she wanted me to be aware of it. I knew if I walked in on her, it would lead to something s****l between us, but I resisted the urge and continued to my bedroom and then to my bath.

Once in the tub, I couldn’t keep my hands off of myself. I closed my eyes and m*********d, cumming three times before I finally quit.