I pulled off my clothes and dug out one of Zach’s t-shirts to put on then slipped into my cousin’s bed in shirt and panties thinking this was not how I should be spending this night. Greg was supposed to be undressing me, kissing, fondling, holding and having sex with me. We had planned it, I dreamed about it but now that would never happen.
Zack came back carrying a tray with two cups and a teapot, he had set out some cheese and crackers. I was sitting up, leaning on the bed pillows; the blankets pulled to my waist so he set the tray on my thighs and sat on the edge of the bed. It flashed through my mind that this wasn’t the man to be catering to me but somewhere else in my head I was relieved and grateful that Zachary was sitting beside me.
“My shirt looks better on you than it does on me.”
“Its way too big, I feel lost in here.”
He gave me a cautious smile, “Are you going to be alright?”
“How could he do that Zack? How could he rape my best friend at our wedding? I don’t understand what goes on in a man’s head sometimes? If he wanted sex with a knocked out woman I would done that for him, I would have taken the drug willingly.” I felt more tears welling in my eyes.
Zach took a tissue from a box on the night stand and dabbed my eyes, I could see the black stain of my mascara on the thin paper. I knew my face was a mess. The tears receded but the questions hung between us. I was fishing for answers but I knew my cousin didn’t have them. Only Greg would be able to tell me what he was thinking and feeling and I knew I could never talk to him again.
The tea helped, my cousin’s presence helped even more. We talked for over an hour, the tea was long gone, I was feeling a little better but I was tired. Zach left me alone to sleep; he would stay on the couch. I went pee then crawled back into the bed, isolated and forlorn on my wedding night. In the dark with no one around I began to sob again.
He heard me. He came back into the room wearing pajamas and sat next to me again. “I thought we were over this” he said with a small concerned smile.
“I hurt inside. Can you stay?”
“I’m tired girl, I’d like to lie down but I’ll stay here as long as you need me.”
“Then lie down with me, I can’t be alone right now. Please?”
I wriggled from the middle of the bed to make room for my cousin. He stretched out beside me on his back and I laid my head on his chest, I was under the blanket, he was over. He put a comforting arm around my shoulders and I closed my eyes. That was better. His heartbeat was strong; I heard the pulse of it as I lay on his chest. His breathing quickly smoothed out and became the regular rhythm of someone sound asleep. Zach had conked out on me in moments, the day must have stressed him too. I nestled against him and let my thoughts run amok. Everything from the time I saw Greg fucking my passed out friend to this very moment.
I don’t know when I fell asleep but I woke up disoriented, confused. It was still dark in the room and there was a man lying with me. It took several moments to remember where I was and who I was with. Zack had rolled to his side, facing me and put a hand on my breast. Somehow the blanket was pushed away, tangled at our feet. I looked into his face but he wasn’t awake. He shifted a leg, pulling it up until it was resting on my thigh and that’s when I felt something familiar. My cousin had an erection and it was poking the upper part of my leg. He was aroused in his sleep and feeling my tit, pushing his boner on me. I burned with embarrassment and tried to pull away from him but he put his arm over my stomach and pulled me closer. His hand wasn’t on my tit any more but his stiff cock was now pressed full length on my hip.
I held still, hoping he would roll back the other way but he settled a little deeper into his pillow and held me tight. I studied his face as he flexed his hips once which slid his cock on my leg. The pajamas he was wearing offered only the thinnest veneer of cloth between us and I felt that thin cover getting wet. He is erection was leaking to my skin. My heart picked up its pace as I realized that my somnolent cousin was trying to get laid in his dreams.
I reached down my side to move his stiff prick. I thought if I could ease it off my leg he would move back from me. I slowly wrapped my fingers around it through the pajamas and pushed it away. As I tried to move the hard-on, it twitched and grew thicker in my hand. Zach puffed a soft moan and flexed his hips again. His erection pumped through my fingers as if I were masturbating him. I pulled my hip away from him which caused him to move his arm off my stomach. It went from my belly to the junction of my legs. Zach put the palm of his hot hand over my panty covered crotch which sent a shiver of dread through me; at least I thought it was dread. My fist squeezed his cock involuntarily as I moved my right leg which gave him more room to fondle me. I didn’t mean to, it was a reflex reaction to a man’s hand on my body. He slipped his hand between my legs, resting the edge of his fingers along the crevice between my thighs.
I was afraid to move again so I stayed very still. When his fingers began to move, sliding softly along the silk wedding day panties; I knew I had to get out of bed. I moved my free leg to the side but paused when he took advantage of the wider gap between my thighs and pressed against my puss even harder. The feel of his hand sent a jolt of electricity though me, my body jerked and I stopped moving again. All of a sudden I was in no hurry to get away from the caress between my legs. I bumped my hips lightly and got a gratifying twitch from Zack’s fingers.
I was lost. That small caress teased my body and I wanted another, even firmer, stronger. I bumped my hips again with a little more bounce and my cousin responded by stroking my sex. My cunt warmed to the attention, I could feel my slit swell with heat. I arched my back, flexed my pelvis and closed my thighs, capturing his hand between them. I wrapped my fingers around his erection again and started stroking it with determination. My temperature flared, my loins began to smolder with a need for sex and I could think of no one better than my cousin who I loved and trusted and was feeling me up at the moment.
I quit being furtive and sneaky, my craving overpowered all thought and reason. I rolled to face him and put my hand down his pajamas and gripped his swollen shaft. I pushed and pulled on it with one hand while I struggled out of my panties with the other. In seconds my sex was bare and he was waking up.
Maybe he knew who I was, maybe he thought he woke up in the arms of some other hot woman but he wrapped his arms around me and put his warm needy lips on mine and began to seduce me with his mouth. A hand eased under the shirt to my breast, fingers pinched the nipple, I groaned past his tongue. He pushed me to my back then got between my legs and pulled his pjs to his knees, the object of my lust hung from his body like a long blunt spear. I opened my legs as far as I could get them, grabbed his ass and pulled him down. He penetrated me with ease and we started fucking in a frenzy of overheated ardor.