Kelly's Birthday
Kelly and I had been carrying on for almost a year when her twentieth birthday rolled around. It also coincided with a visit from two of my cousins from Sicily. It didn't take much to connect the two events.
Kelly's parents were out of town so we decided to have a little dinner party at her house. If everything went right, then dessert would be an orgy for the ages! I knew my cousins were very adventurous, a fact I discovered firsthand while I visited their home while I was in high school. Though they appeared to be dutiful children and good Catholics, the family trait of sexual adverureism ran strong in their blood.
Mario and his sister Adrianna couldn't fool anyone about their origins. Both were very dark of skin and hair, summers in Sicily being quite severe. They had grown up on the family ranch outside Palermo. Their mother, a far-seeing woman, had renovated the entire establishment and made into not only a very productive agricultural concern, but also a world-class resort. My cousins were in America to attend college to help out with this new business. Mario was studying advanced agricultural techniques, while Adrianna was enrolled at one of the best schools for hospitality in the world.
We all arrived at Kelly's about seven. Kelly was quite a good cook and the meal she put on was incredible. After we had cleared everything away, we took our drinks into the living room.
While Kelly got to know my cousins, I gave them the once over. Mario was tall for a Sicilian, over six feet. He had the seriousness of his race, and the solid, muscular body that working on a farm will give you. And, having experienced him first hand, I knew that Kelly was in for quite a treat in his pants.
Adrianna looked like something out of mythology, beautiful in a way best captured in statues rather than paintings. She was slender but curvaceous where she should be, every inch the woman. Her dark eyes and commanding voice made you take notice immediately.
I could tell before long that everyone was hitting it off, so I asked Kelly if she was ready for her present. She giggled and said yes.
I pointed to Mario, and he rose from the couch. He reached for his shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing a chiseled chest and abdomen, dark and covered with black hair. Next he reached down and took off his shoes, then socks. By the time he got to his zipper, I had Kelly in my arms and she was squealing with delight and licking her lips.
Once he had his trousers off, his jockey shorts barely contained his manhood. Mario's erect member was making more than a tent out of his underwear. For the final step, Adrianna reached for the waistband and uncovered her brother for us.
Kelly's jaw dropped. Though she loved and appreciated my nine-inch cock, Mario's put mine to shame. A shade over twelve inches, uncircumcised, and thick as Kelly's wrist. It sprang from a wild forest of dark black curls and, halfway down its length, curved to the left at an obscene angle.
"You like?" he asked/
"Oh yes!" Kelly reached back and kissed me, I returned it hungrily. My own erection was starting to pain me. Adrianna noticed and came over to me while Kelly went to service my cousin.
My cousin undid my pants and withdrew my cock, immediately plopping it into her mouth. I looked over at Kelly and she was trying her best to stuff Mario's monster into her mouth, barely getting the oversized head in. She worked his balls (surprisingly small give the size of his penis) and shaft with her hands. She obviously enjoyed the novelty of a foreskin, sliding it back and forth.
Mario and I put our arms around each other as the girls sucked us. Seeing them again brought me back to that summer in Sicily, and how they had introduced me to sex under the hot Mediterranean sun. It had happened in an olive grove and all summer we had enjoyed each other. I brought a wealth of experience back to school that fall in exchange for my virginity.
