Bad Influence – by Adrianne Van Houten

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Why aren’t you a model or something? He asks me at some point.

Beee… Becaaause, why should I be?

Beeecuuuaaassseee, heh, he mocks me, “you got the right body? Ain’t ya? In case you’ve never seen yourself… or whatever.” He goes through the pages of my photo album, smiling at something widely from time to time.

Oooh, gosh, you know, I… haven’t. Ever. Thanks for the advice. Will be searching for those things they call mirrors from now on.

He puffs. Sexual innuendos are only a matter of time. He asks me if I have a boyfriend. I say ‘no’. That’s another reason for a choked laugh; maybe now he thinks I’m a virgin. Then he says straight forward that he doesn’t believe such a piece of ass can go through life without some solid poking. “Something’s wrong here, cousin.”

I immediately react with strong indignation—I’ve learned if I react extremely offended at any remark regarding fucking it usually gets guys off my tail—it makes them think I’m a total stiff, although better that than them suspecting anything. Nevertheless, Dirk’s right here… it doesn’t add up. Nonetheless, I go with it. He stares at me for a moment, I look at him; quite a long moment; I gulp, not stepping back; and after a second he again chuckles stupidly and goes to his room.

I’m fuckin’ tired. See ya tomorrow, cousin.

Did it work? …hopefully. Because nobody—no-bo-dy!—can know a thing about what I did.

***

The next day my dad takes Dirk to the firm with him so it’s calm til the afternoon. It must be sad for my dad’s employees working their asses off all day and then see the boss walking around with his nephew, like some protege, not that my dad will ever hire him, but they don’t know that. And a nice job is awaiting him anyway in one of Uncle Lou’s businesses.

Now they’re back… The second dad leaves us alone Dirk starts complaining to me about my dad’s Audi. “Why the fuck does he drive an Audi? He could have a Ferrari.”

Uhm, cause he’s a family man, Dirk? And it’s a family car.

My old man has a Ferrari.

Yeah, he’s… great.

I spin in that bad boy sometimes, you know. Wanna go for a ride some day?

Suddenly, a wave of heat hits me; mute memories pass through in my mind… I try to keep calm, “Thanks, but no thanks…”

Fuck me, you don’t like anything! That’s …fun. He says quietly.

Fuck you, I say only in my head.

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My parents ask me to spend some time with him and leave us alone at home for a while. He instantly starts trying to drag me to our indoor pool. Forget about it; I wouldn’t wear even a one-piece around him. Instead, I decide to try the easy way; I invite him to play games on the Xbox.

He’s just finished working out and first thing, he starts to flex his bisceps in front of me.

Good, huh?

Sure. You’re coming or not?

Actually, for a teenager his muscles are quite powerful, very few boys this age look that good. If he weren’t such a piece of shit, I would even reward him, let him have it… why not? „They are nice,” I would’ve told him.

After maybe 10 minutes of playing he’s apparently bored. So he starts again…

Hey. I know a different game, we should play that instead.

Yeah? What’s the game? I ask after a moment of silent clicking the pad.

It’s called ‘Where’s the cock.’ D’ya know it? You should, cousin… where’s the cock? Where is it? Search for it, search for it.

Okay. You can stop this now.

Where’s the cock, where’s the cock. He’s repeating.

You’re not getting on my nerves. I know guys like you, Dirk.

The greatest? Heh, you don’t seem to be that kind of girl. You know what I mean?

Yeah, let’s go with that… Listen, I know what you’re trying to do. From the beginning, this was a joke more than a punishment for you. You know that, and you’re trying to play my parents and turn it into one big party.

Uh-oh. You got me. He says sarcastically staring into the screen. “My whole plan is exposed. Whaaat to dooo–”

Shut up and play.

Jeezzz, I hoped for some fun with ya, cousin. Get some party started! Invite some friends! I could get to know your BFs. But nooo… Why you have to be such a stiff? Do you even have any friends?

You’d be surprised.

Yeah? Heh, I don’t think so. Hey, did you even…? You’re not a fuckin’ virgin, are you? Or are you? He starts chuckling.

Pfff, I desperately try to keep playing.

His chuckling grows louder. It’s really getting on my nerves now. I think I’m red in the face.

Fuck me… cousin. You have to learn. Fast! He says.

I’m gonna fly off the handle in a fucking second…

C’mon, don’t be shy, it’s not that bad. He continues, “Heh, you know what? We’re only cousins so it’s not a big deal. I can do you a favor and teach ya.”

Jesus Christ! I throw the pad aside. “Are you shitting me!? Teach me? Teenage expert? Just… don’t make me laugh.”

I immediately regret saying it.

Oh, I can, cousin, I can teach you a lot of stuff. He still tries to piss me off.

No reaction, deep breath; I’m back in the game, not even looking at him; but I feel him peering at me…

Or maybe… He waits for something; sinister pause; I feel chills, he’s fucking staring at me, I can feel it. He speaks again, “You wanna tell me something?”

Um, no?

Nooo? Or… yes? Another pause, “…you’re fuckin’ hiding something.”

Hey, will you ever shut up?

Oh man! You are! You’re fuckin’ hiding somethin’ I must be all red (Fuck!), “Tell me, tell me! Tell me!”

Shut up? Shut up? Shut up!

For a moment, a hush falls, only the game noises now, and then suddenly Dirk’s loud chuckling peals, “Hah! You’re fuckin’ hiding something!”

…you’re such a shithead.

I’m pissed and tired with that; he’s not even on to me, he’s just wishfully thinking out loud.

You… He leans closer and stares at me, scratching his chin; I can see him in my peripheral vision, “…sucked a cock?” I just slightly shake my head, hopelessly, “More? Hah! Yeah, there’s more! …sucked more than one? …drunk? …high!”

I look at him, “Are you playing the game or what?”

Fuckin’ A, I’m playing! I’m fuckin’ killing you here! And after a second, “Hey, maybe you’re not so bad as I thought, cousin.”

Maybe I’m not, I say, having no better answer. I’m fucked.

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Later Emma, my very good friend, calls me to tell me about a tattoo she just got. She would like to show it to me tomorrow; it should heal properly by that time. Also, she will probably try one more time to persuade me to go on a vacation with her again. While I try to forget about the last time with her, she—on the other hand—likes to reminisce about it every chance she gets. Kind of torture for me. She does that this time too.Trying to change the subject, I tell her about the retard I’m living with under one roof now and how he got here.

What’s his name? She asks.

Dirk.

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Bad Influence – Chapter 1.2

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So I unsnap his pants, our protruding tongues wriggle still, pushing on each other. In the meantime, he caresses my whole body greedily.

Finally, his cock pops out, Yes, yes, yes! Yeah, it’s big! Goody! I boil inside; my young cousin has a bbbig, ssstiff, sssinewy cock! Within my hand’s reach. I want to taste it, it looks so yummy. I feel my pussy has just started salivating profusely, and the juice’s just spilling out; my sweaty panties get even wetter. He takes off my tank top. My tits pop out.

Oh my God! What titties! He grabs them, drawing in his breath in anticipation, and starts to suck them; I sigh loudly. Oh, God, my tits love it. But I want to suck too… I’m still mesmerized by the sight of a good cock down there.

Okay, you wanted this… Now prepare yourself for a ride, little cousin.

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah; oh, yeah.

I get on my knees.

I grab his thick pecker in my hand, clench my fingers on it, “Mmmm, maybe not so little…” I look him in the eye; cannot stop myself from breathing heavily. I take it into my mouth. Oh, God! The taste of a cock. I must… suck it more; I tighten my lips on it, clench it in between them nicely. Yes, yes, that’s that! Big, haaard, cock; and that velvet skin! Yes!

First, I suck it tenderly and sheepishly, like the polite inexperienced girl I pretend to be, then I go to jerking him off while giving kisses and playing with the tip of my tongue on his cock’s shiny head. Now, he barely can stand on straight legs; his face gets twisted, his groans start trembling. Then I go without hands, just my mouth, nice and deep. I get a look at him again; he has a lot of trouble keeping his eyes open; it’s like the pleasure is pushing his eyelids down, and he’s desperately trying to fight it back.

I take it out of my mouth with a loud cluck, “Mmm, surprised?”

And get back to sucking it. Fuuuck! How much I love this sport!

Finally, I stand up, go to my bed and lie down on my back, hands behind my head; spread my legs, showing him my wet pussy, my juices smeared on my inner thighs already; I’m not even slightly embarrassed . In a flash he’s between them, first kissing my thighs, then he starts licking my clit, I push his head onto it; oh, I will fill up this loud mouth of his… oh, yes! The electric shock pierces suddenly through my abdomen, it’s all coming back to me. I cannot stop myself. Now, I push his head away, roughly; stand up; he gets up too, but before he straightens up I push him on the bed. Such a big boy, falling over like a log. I jump onto him.

Now, fuck me, big boy. I pierce myself on him; his cock spreads my pussy lips and slowly slips in. Oh, yes! Oh, my God! The whole thing is already in me. I’m filled, finally. He grabs me around my waist and starts fucking in earnest, while I wriggle to feel that cock more in me, let him push my insides good. Meanwhile, his eyes are fixed on my bouncing tits.

It’s so fuckin’ hot, I say out loud, astonishing myself; feels a bit like dreaming. Now I am the talker, and he’s quiet and focused on fucking, and he barely can maintain the pace. We’re back to this wet, vulgar kissing with tongues sticking out and wriggling like snakes. I can taste my pussy on his tongue and he must taste his own cock on mine.

After a couple of minutes, he’s on his last legs trying to keep up; so I give him a little break and change to doggy-style while giving myself a little, but loud, spanking. He watches me with jaw dropped. Shove it, just shove it in there! His hands grab my ass; squeeze the buttocks. I smile. And he’s in again. Oh, yes! My big boy starts slowly. Just after first pushes, I’m in heaven! it’s been so long…

He fucks me steadily for a minute and—again—I can hear in his breathing he can’t go much more as fast as this. But he’s trying to last as long as possible! Kudos to him. I want to taste his tired cock. And again I slip off his cock, whip around, and say it out loud,

I want to taste it!

At the same moment I take it in my mouth, he jizzes; with the first stroke of my tongue. I manage to catch almost all of it in my mouth. So much cum! And the taste… Oooh… this is how addicts must feel like, shooting up after a long time. Now I hear buzzing in my head. Oh,my, God… I want more. More. More! He’s amazed and shocked by all that’s happening here; his expression is priceless. I polish his purple prick, still a bit hard.

Fu, fu, fuck! He finally speaks, still panting heavily. “Where did you… huh, where did you… learn all that?”

Um, long story. I say giving his cock’s head kisses.

Hah! Guys from the photo, yeah?

Maybe someday I’ll tell you about it.

I stand up and take a deep breath.

He is gloating, though he’s more mellow than usual, at least. Oh God, I did my cousin. I did my cousin! I did my cousin!

He lies on my bed. I lean over him,

Okay. Now, listen carefully…, drops of sweat run down on my face and back, “here’s the deal, act like you’re learning something here and keep your mouth shut and this can be very beneficial for you, if, you, know, now, what, I mean…” I lean over more, my tits are close to his face, and he looks at them again, “Or… I will—and trust me on this—I will fuck you up really good.”

Heh, fuck Me up?

Oh, you look at me like you don’t believe, but did you really believe a moment ago I could do this? I stand straight before him, naked, “You didn’t expect this was really coming, did ya? Sooo… take it or leave it.”

He eyes me up with these cunning little fucking dark eyes. I don’t stand down.

Deal, cousin. He replies.

We shake hands. I dress up quickly in my red, a bit see-through, underwear. Yeah, why not see-though after all? So I present myself before him.

I think after what happened he really starts to believe I am able to do things nobody would expect from me. Still, I have to get on his phone and delete those photos. Hopefully, he didn’t upload it anywhere else. I won’t be begging him to do this; I’ll just take care of it myself.

I open all the windows in my room to get rid of the smell; then I run to the bathroom and strip off my underwear. Finally, I hit the shower. Yep, he will be fucking something here for the next few days. My cunt.

Thirty minutes later, my parents come back home after shopping. We greet them both, from the couch in the living room, watching TV like two little angels. After unpacking, they join us. My heart is pounding; like now’s the moment they can find out what we did somehow. Dirk smiles cunningly from time to time; but through the whole evening, he doesn’t put me in any awkward situation around them. Just like he promised.

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