My Cousin Wendy (2 page)

"OK. Let's get going. But I need to warn you - it isn't really necessary to have a bed."

We went in my room and I got the adapter from the drawer next to the sink. Robin brought the waterbed with her when we started living together. I don't remember a leak, but I know I bought a new mattress somewhere along the line. I'd had the bed for over 25 years, the mattress for 15 - 20. Hell, I might even buy a new mattress if the leak is bad enough. I was going to have to go to the waterbed store to get a bottle of algaecide, anyway.

I screwed the adapter into the hose and Wendy held it while I lifted the fill spout up. I told her to hang on and went out to the hall closet and grabbed a few towels. I threw them on the mattress, out of the way. I took the cap off the fill spout and held it above the water level as Wendy stuck the hose in.

"Just make sure it stays in. I'm going to go outside and turn on the water. Once we get the hose full, it will probably flow by itself."

I went outside and unraveled the coiled up portion of the hose. Water came out of the hose as I straightened it out. The bottom of the mattress was a good two and a half feet above ground level, so gravity should do most of the work. Jr. High science class - water seeks it's own level. Or for those who aren't scientific, water flows downhill, not up.

Once I got the hose laid out, I screwed the end in the faucet near the window.

"I'm going to turn the water on. Make sure the hose doesn't come out."

"OK."

I turned the faucet a quarter turn. "Anything happening?"

"Nope."

Another quarter turn.

"Nothing yet."

A half turn this time.

"Nothing. Wait a minute. Yeah. It's starting to put air in the mattress."

"Don't worry. The hose emptied out some while I was playing with it. The water'll start coming out soon."

It took a minute and some bubbles before the hose started pouring water into the mattress. I turned off the water and stood up, my head in the window.

"Wendy. Grab on to the fill spout and lift the hose up a bit. Leave the end in the spout. I just want a gap to let out air."

"OK."

"Now, let the spout come down and let some of the air out."

I could see the mattress wasn't cooperating. Some air came out but a huge bubble made its way to the middle of the mattress.

"Hang on. I'll be right there."

I walked around to the back of the house and made my way to the bedroom. I went to the side of the bed and leaned my arm on the mattress above the bubble.

"Go ahead and lift the spout."

She lifted it and I worked the bubble down so it was under the spout. She started to lower it and we could hear the air come out of the hole.

"Cool. Stick the end in and I'll turn on the water and make sure the hose is full."

I went outside and turned it on.

"OK. I'm getting water."

"Good. Push down so the end of the hose is way under the water line."

"OK."

I unscrewed the end of the hose. Some water escaped before I thought to bend the hose over on itself. I got it unscrewed and dropped the hose on the ground, waiting for the gush of water. No gush. No gurgle. No nothing.

Wendy was smiling at me through the window.

"I guess you get to suck."

I got down low so I'd be below the level of the mattress and put the end of the hose in my mouth. I sucked and could hear air coming in between the hose and the coupling. I pushed the whole coupling in and wrapped my lips around the hose.

"Deeper, deeper."

It's a good thing the water hadn't started coming through or I would have laughed it out my nose. As it was, I spit the end of the hose out of my mouth.

"Sorry, I couldn't resist."

"(almost) BITCH if you ask me."

"Hey, I said I was sorry. I'll be good." She stuck her tongue out.

I stuck the coupling in my mouth, got the suction I needed and slowly sucked the air out of the hose. Some water made its way into my mouth, forcing me to spit out the hose. The end fell on the ground and water started pouring out.

I went into the house and washed my mouth out with clean water. It helped, but I had to rinse my mouth out with mouthwash before I was back to normal. That 15 year old water sure didn't taste like the stuff that comes out of the tap.

"Now you know how I feel."

"Really? You've never said anything. You just swallow. I assumed you liked it or at least were able to put up with it."

"Oh, don't be such a dweeb. I love it. I live for your come. I just couldn't pass up the opportunity."

"Alright. I just don't want you to feel you have to do something if you don't enjoy it. I want you to get as much pleasure out of everything as I do."

"I love everything we do. If I didn't like something, I wouldn't do it. God knows we've done enough stuff, it wouldn't hurt to skip one or two things. Don't worry, if you try something I don't like, I'll tell you. But I don't think that'll ever happen the way I love you."

I drew her into my arms and we kissed. She reached down and grabbed the bottom of my shirt, backing off so she could lift it over my head. I did the same with hers. I freed her breasts from her bra. They'd gotten bigger, too. We kissed some more as we slid down each others' shorts and underwear. I eased Wendy onto the mattress.

"What about the hose?"

I leaned over and made sure it was well seated in the spout.

"The hose will be fine. We'll just make sure there's pressure on the water so it will flow faster."

The missionary position wasn't going to work. It was bad enough with my stomach, now hers kept us that much further apart.

I lay on my back. Wendy tried to sit on me and lower herself, but that didn't work. There was enough water missing that my body sank way down into the mattress. She couldn't get down far enough for me to enter her because of the way the mattress was up against my sides.

We ended up with both of us on our sides. We made a cross with our genitals in the center. I could reach over and play with her larger than ever tits.

"Careful. They're really sensitive."

"Have they leaked any milk yet?"

"Not yet."

"I get dibs on first taste."

"After me."

It took some work to complete the task. There just wasn't enough traction for us to go at it hot and heavy. The lack of firmness of the mattress didn't help any but I don't think that position would work well not matter what the mattress was like. Next time I'd stand her up and lean her over the edge of the bed so I could stand behind her and get some traction. More stuff from Jr High science. And I thought I'd never apply that stuff in real life.

Wendy wasn't in any hurry and neither was I. We continued, each of us contributing whatever motion we could. We were going on 25 minutes, much longer than I'd ever lasted unless it was the fifth or sixth time, when she started urging me on.

"Oh, yeah. That's it. Keep going. You're doing it."

I was starting to feel some sensation but had a way to go. I kept doing what I was doing and Wendy kept urging me on. She finally stopped talking and scrunched up her face. She reached down and grabbed my arms as she yelled "YESS!!!"

Her pussy clamped down on my cock and that was all she wrote. She sucked everything I had out of me and then some.

We untangled from each other and lay down on our backs. After a minute, Wendy bent her knees and scooped out the liquids she was leaking. She made a show of holding her fingers over her open mouth and dripping our come into it. She swallowed the mixture and got another scoop. After she was convinced there wasn't any more, she looked at me and smiled.

"See? I love your come." She rolled over on her side and proceeded to clean my cock off.



The mattress was getting pretty low. I lifted up the top and was able to fold it almost in half. I held it tight and had Wendy pile books on top both to hold the overlap in place and to push the remaining water out.

I glanced over at the fill spout and saw a label. "Jesus! This mattress has a date code of February, 1986. I'd say I got my use out of it. I think I'll just buy a new one."

I got my clothes back on. Wendy put her shorts and her new bra on.

"Boy, that's quite an industrial bra you've got there. How does it feel to have some real hooters?"

"You know, as much as I've always wished for them, they can be a real pain. It's like there's this weight pulling me forward and down all the time. Of course, my huge ass belly adds to it."

She left her shirt where I'd dropped it and went over to my closet. She dug through and picked up one of the shirts that was a little too small for me but I hadn't gotten around to throwing out.

It covered her stomach fine but the shoulders came out about two inches past hers.

"That's better. Let's go."

"Can you still fit in your Miata?"

"So far. I know it's going to get tougher to get in and out pretty soon."

I gave her directions to the waterbed store. I guess I'm a relic of sorts. I remember the old days when each mall would have a huge store that sold waterbeds and lava lamps and smelled of incense. And for some reason, they sold cigarette papers and alligator clips.

This guy had been there forever. Next to the laundromat, just below the freeway entrance.

Wendy didn't see any of that. She saw the In-N-Out on the other side of the laundromat.

"I want one. I want one."

We'd been to In-N-Out once before, the night I picked her up. She looked like she'd walked to California from Texas. He clothes were torn and dirty, she was way past skinny; scrawny would be a better description. They make the best burgers around and it was our first stop after I picked her up. She got a Double-Double, fries and a strawberry shake.

We parked the car and walked over to the window. There was usually a shitload of cars in each drive-thru lane so the window was faster. We ordered what she got last time, I got a Double-Double and chocolate shake.

We got our food and decided to sit at one of the tables rather than take it in the store. Eating in her car was forbidden. Wendy went for the shake and couldn't get the fries down quick enough. Two bites and she pushed the hamburger aside.

"We should have gotten you a six by six."

"What's a six by six?"

"Six hamburger slices, six cheese."

"Wow. I wouldn't even be able to get that in my mouth. Do they really make that?"

"I've heard they'll make a 12 by 12. High School kids make bets on who can eat the biggest one. I imagine they'll make one as large as you want if you're willing to pay for it."

I finished up her burger and we walked over to the waterbed store. The guy inside was about my age.

I saw one waterbed on display. All the rest of the frames I saw had standard mattresses in them. The one I noticed had three prices for different sizes. The low price was $499.

"I've got a California King and need a new mattress. I found some water in the liner yesterday."

He looked at me like I was sent by God. I guess there aren't many of us left.

"Do you want standard or waveless."

"I've used standard all my life. That'll be fine."

"I've got one with a 2 year guaranty, another that's more sturdy that has ten years."

"How much are we talking?"

"The basic is $69.99, the deluxe is $99.99."

I'd paid either $59.99 or $69.99 almost 20 years ago. I decided to take the deluxe.

I got the algaecide (6 month, 1 year or permanent? - permanent) and the bill came to $115 with tax. And people were spending $500 on mattresses to fill their frames.

We pulled out of the lot and I told Wendy to make a left turn.

"I thought your house was up that way."

"We're not going to my house yet."

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see when we get there."

"I'm not going anywhere unless you tell me where first."

"OK."

"Well go on, tell me."

"No."

"You dweeb." She stuck her tongue out and made the left turn.

We got to the San Bernardino freeway and I had her go west. We got off a few exits up and worked our way over to the West Covina Mall. Well, it used to be the West Covina Mall. Now it was Westfield Shopping Town. Just like another 50 or so Westfield Shopping Towns across the country. I had her park close to one of the entry points and we got out of the car.

"OK. We're here. What do you need?"

"Stuff."

"Damn you. You're not going to tell me, are you?"

"Nope."

"Dweeb." Again with the tongue. Her curiosity had her, she couldn't help but follow me.

We passed a few stores devoted to children and newborns. I let her stop and pick up the stuff and go "Ooh" and "Ahh." She had a big smile plastered on her face.