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Wicked Wanda
(Author Unknown)

Chapter 1

    

    When my wife Wanda told me we were going to have a house guest I was a little surprised and more than a bit unhappy. She informed me that her cousin Ben would be coming to stay a few days.

    "How come I never heard about Cousin Ben?" I asked. Wanda and I had been married for almost two years. Actually Wanda hardly ever mentioned any of her family but I understood because I didn't get along with my family either.

    "It just never came up, I guess," Wanda said. "I'm sure Ben won't be any trouble. He's one of the nicer ones."

    "Why is he coming here?"

    "He said he has a job interview here in town but I didn't inquire what it was."

    'That was all I needed,' I was thinking. 'Some family mooch'.

    My name is Ray Howard and I'm a computer programmer. Since my skills are portable I usually work from home and I design video online games on the side. I have made a lot of money doing both.

    My gaming was how I met Wanda. She played one of my earlier games and she sent a question to the production company and they forwarded it to me. She had included her e-mail and I sent her the answer. We corresponded for a few weeks and then we met in person. 

    Wanda had described herself but she had not done herself justice. She was drop-dead gorgeous and I was sure she would take one look at me and run for the hills. She didn't run at all.

    We dated casually for a few months then we got serious about dating. After a year we got married and now after two wonderful years her damned cousin Ben was coming.

    The truth of the matter was I couldn't believe a beauty like Wanda would even be seen with a nerd like me let alone marry me. I suppose I put myself in the nerd or geek category. Since I'm not sure of the definitions, I'm not exactly sure of my status. I'm reasonably fit because I workout...occasionally and I'm not bad looking so maybe nerd or geek is a state of mind. 

    Wanda is a small girl standing just a tad over five feet tall. She is a natural blonde and her boobs are huge. Her thirty-eight C breasts looked even larger on her small frame and her nipples are always super sensitive.

    I didn't, and don't now, pretend to know much about women but I was constantly amazed at how easy it was to get Wanda to climax. Usually Wanda would get off at least ones before we even started fucking. Sometimes when she was particularly hot she would pass out for a few moments from her orgasm.

    Yes, sex with Wanda is fun and she is inventive, too. She asks me to do things I would have never dared to bring up. Since the first time we screwed she has never said no to anything I wanted.

    I didn't know all that much about Wanda's family. She told me she was born in western Virginia and of course I knew she was twenty-two because she was twenty when we were married. Somehow I had the impression her folks were dead. But at least one of them was apparently alive and coming to visit.

    "Ray, Ben will be here this afternoon and he likes beer," Wanda called down the basement stairs where I had my man cave. "All we have in the house are a few bottles of wine. Would you go to the store and get a case of Coors?"

    'No I would not!' Was what I wanted to say but didn't. I finished up, saved my work, and went to the convenience store down the street. I bought a case of Budweiser lite because on the rare times I drink beer I drink Bud and if Dick-head Ben couldn't drink it he could do without. 

    Wanda was wearing a pair of tight short shorts and a tee shirt that left little to be imagined. I also noticed that she had applied her makeup a bit more heavily than usual. Actually Wanda didn't need any make-up. From her appearance I knew that cousin Ben must be someone special.

    It was about three o'clock that afternoon when the doorbell rang and Wanda raced to the door.

    "Ben!" I heard Wanda squeal. "You are a sight for sore eyes!"

    "Hello, little Wanda," I heard a man's voice say. I got up and went to meet mister wonderful.

    What I got was a shock. When I got to the foyer I saw my wife in the arms of a very large man with her legs wrapped around his waist...and he was kissing her mouth! I'm not talking about a dry lip kiss. I could see there was tongue action and his big hands were squeezing her ass.

    "Hello," I said, pissed that my voice was higher than normal. My intrusion broke up the kiss and Wanda breathlessly introduced me to Ben when he put her down.

    "Hi, Ray," the big man said shoving his big paw toward me,

    "Come on in, Ben. Sit yourself down and let's get caught up," Wanda said. "Ray, would you get us some beer please?" 

    I left them sitting on the sofa already beginning to catch-up. When I returned with the beer I noticed that they were sitting a lot closer on the sofa than was needed for conversation.

    "Hey, did anyone tell you that Mark died?' Ben said putting his hand on Wanda's bare thigh.

    "I ain't heard from anybody back home in several years," Wanda said. "What happened to Mark?"

    "He was fucking old man Gilson's wife and got his ass caught," Ben said. "Gilson shot Mark dead and they didn't do anything to Gilson. Wasn't Mark the one that popped your cherry?"

    "Gosh no," Wanda said smiling. "Mark got to the party too late for that. He was five or sixth, I reckon. Why didn't they arrest Mister Gilson?"

    "Well, I guess it was because Gilson caught Mark still in the saddle. He was naked as a jaybird and humping that thing like crazy. Sheriff said that it was justifiable homicide or something like that. Said a man's home was his castle. Anyway we never collected enough money to give Mark a proper funeral and bury him."

    "What happened to Mrs. Gilson?" My wide-eyed wife asked.

    "I don't know for a fact but Aunt Betty said Gilson whipped his old lady's ass until it bled," Ben said. "Didn't do much good because she's still fucking around on him. Has your tits got bigger, Wanda?"

    "Yeah, maybe a little bit," she answered thrusting her big chest out. "I'm a full C cup now."

    "Well, they sure look good to me. Can I see them?" What the fuck? Was he really asking to see my wife's breasts with me sitting right there?

    "I'm married now, Ben," Wanda said. "It wouldn't be proper for me to show you my titties now." Now she was talking. Way to put that rube in his place, honey. "You would have to ask permission from Ray, first" I couldn't believe what I heard. Damned if she didn't run it right off the road. 

    I suddenly realized that both of them were looking expectantly at me. What the fuck did they want me to say? I mean I knew what Ben wanted but what did Wanda want me to say?

    "I don't think so," I said.

    "Yeah, Ben," Wanda said. "We can save that for later. What kind of job are you after?"

    "I already got the job," he said proudly. "I'll be working for Deon Taylor. You might remember his daddy, Elmer Taylor who owned the sawmill back home."

    "Was he the black feller who married that white woman?" Wanda said.

    "Yeah, that's the one. That woman was knocked-up every time I saw her. Deon was her first kid, I think. "

    "What are you going to do for Deon?" she asked.

    "Deon has a string of whores and I'll be helping to keep them in line," Ben said as proudly as if he was going to be a bank manager.

    "No kidding," Wanda said. "That sounds like a job that's right up your alley."

    "Hold on," I said. "You are going to be a pimp?"

    "Hell yes," Ben said grinning. "I ran into Deon a few weeks back when he came for his granny's funeral. We got to talking and I told him how hard it was to make a buck in Pike County. He offered me the job right then and right there. He said I might have to knock some heads now and then but I'm okay with that."

    "Yeah, you always liked to fight, Ben," Wanda said.

    I was confused. Why was he bragging about being a pimp? Why wasn't Wanda shocked? Damned if she didn't seem please at his job announcement. And what was that shit about saving the tit show for later?

    "I sure do enjoy a good tussle now and then," Ben was saying. "I'll go see him tomorrow and find a place to stay."

    "You will not!" Wanda said. "You'll stay with Ray and me until you can afford a nice place."

    "That's mighty nice of you, Ray," he said as if I had made the offer. "You got a nice place here. You must do pretty good at...what exactly do you do?"

    Trying to explain computer programming to someone like Ben would be like explaining how to split an atom to a child. I simply said I worked with computers and that seem to satisfy him.

    "I might try my hand at that after I learn the whoring business," he said seriously. I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing.

    Ben and Wanda spent the rest of the afternoon playing the 'do you remember' and 'whatever happen to' game. I stayed and listened to their chatter but I wanted to be in the basement working on a video game. I stayed because Ben was too touchy-feely with Wanda. Actually Wanda touched him a lot, too.

    It was getting dark when Wanda suggested I go get a pizza. I said they would deliver and she said they were too slow.

    "We don't want no cold pizza, Ray," Wanda said. "Call them and they'll have it ready when you get there." I asked Ben if he wanted to ride with me and he said he would stay there with Wanda. Big fucking surprise there.

    I called the pizza place and ordered two large pies. I drove fast to get there and damned if it wasn't ready. Usually I had to wait ten or fifteen minutes. I broke some speed laws on the way home.

    I eased in the drive and went to the back door. I let myself in as quietly as possible and went to the kitchen door and peeked in the living room through the dining room. Just as I suspected they were tangled again. Wanda was on his lap and they were kissing. Ben had his hand under her shirt and apparently working her breast hard.

    "I sure would like some pussy, Wanda," Ben said after breaking the kiss but not releasing her boob. "We ain't fucked in ages."

    "I can't do that, Ben," Wanda said. "I'm married but I guess I could give you a blow-job if we hurry. Ray will be back soon. If I'm remembering right, speed wasn't ever a problem for you."

    "I'm better at it now than I used to be," he said. I went back to the door, opened it and slammed it shut.

    "I'm back," I called to give them time to separate. I was a little surprised that Wanda was still sitting on his lap when I got to the living room. Neither looked embarrassed at being found like that. Ben had taken his hand off Wanda's tits so at least that was something.

    "That was quick, Ray," Wanda said smiling at me. "Come on, Ben," she said getting off his lap and tugging on his hand. "Let's eat at the table."

    I had judged his appetite correctly. He ate a whole large pie while I was finishing one slice. When he finished and burped loudly he asked if there was a bed available because he was fading fast. He said he had driven straight through and had no sleep for about twenty hours. Wanda took him to the guest room and I could think of no good reason to go with them. 

    Wanda was back within five minutes so I stopped worrying. A little later we got in bed I asked her about Ben.

    "Oh Ben and I have been friends for years," she said standing naked beside the bed. She was toying with her big nipples. With that distraction I found it hard to think but I had to try.

    "You and him seem pretty close for cousins," I said. "Overly friendly you might say."

    "Yeah," she said and laughed. "We are what you'd call kissin' cousins. I'm not at all sure exactly how we are related. Ray, I'm feeling hot and horny. I could use some dick, if you don't mind."

    Of course I didn't mind. I never minded that. I couldn't help noticing how wet she was when I stuck a finger in her pussy. Apparently seeing Ben did have her revved up. After a few minutes of foreplay Wanda swung her leg over me and mounted me like a horse. As usual Wanda fucked me hard and fast and I tried my best to hold back as long as I could.

    "Cum in me, Ray," she said loudly. "I'm about there so fill my pussy up with your hot cum, baby." That did it. I unloaded in her.

    "Nice," she said after lying still on me for a few minutes. "That was a nice fuck, Ray and I thank you for it." She rolled off of me and promptly fell asleep.

    Sleep didn't come to me as quickly. I lay still and thought about things. I thought about how calmly Wanda took the news that Ben was going to work for a pimp but mainly I thought about Wanda and Ben and why I felt so weird seeing them kiss and seeing his hand under her shirt. I could not understand why I got a hard-on seeing them fooling around. I couldn't stop myself from thinking how it would be to see them actually fucking. My bizarre thoughts didn't set well with me but they were there. Vividly there, I should add.