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Cousin Sam

Life was getting harder on poor Alex. He was nothing but a mere wolf in a large house that he shared with his roommate, George. George basically paid for everything since he belonged to a wealthy family of bears. George followed in his father's footsteps, going to meetings out of town and visiting oil fields that his dad owned. The problem that brought Alex down was George's father demanded progress reports from Alex's university every week. And if he didn't keep a C average, he was going to be kicked out. Alex was usually an average student, he got his way through High school with Bs Cs and the occasional D. The college classes he took were getting much harder and assigning more and more difficult reading assignments, and he was not much of a reader.

He sat on the red felt couch with a copy of Billy Buddin his hands, trying very hard not to fall asleep. The metaphorical crap in this story and over-description made it terribly boring. He finally threw it onto the glass coffee table when the phone rang, and picked it up.

"Yo!" He said casually as he propped his feet up on the other side of the couch and lied down.

"Hey, Al!" George said, obviously in a jet airplane, headed to another meeting or oil field or wherever rich people like him headed. "How's the reading going?"

"Oh..." He looked at the dully covered book on the coffee table. "Pretty well."

"Good. Well I'm going to give you a break on the reading."

"Sweet!"

"To clean up around the house."

"Aw, come on George."

"Can't, I'm going to be gone until tomorrow morning, and my cousin Sam is flying in from Florida tonight."

"It's not that dirty around here, it's presentable."

"Uh huh." George said in a subtly accusing voice. "And I'm sure you've picked up that stack of pizza boxes from five days ago."

Al's eyes flicked to the three-foot high stack of Domino's. "I was getting to it."

"Yeah, and the large bowl of frosted flakes from the week before that you bet me five bucks you could eat. You know the one right in front of the TV?"

"Best five bucks I ever made."

"Oh I'm sure. Too bad you forgot to drink the milk which I'm sure is_green_by now."

Alex got up from the couch and walked to the TV, looking inside the bowl.

"Hey, keen sense of timing man!"

"My point _is_that you need to clean up around there and make it at least decent for my cousin. I'll be expecting a clean house when I get there tomorrow."

"Alright, mom. I love you!"

"Har har, pal. I'll seeya tomorrow. Be nice to my cousin while I'm gone."

"Roger Wilco. Seeya." He hung up the phone and started to pick up the stack of pizza boxes, walking to the large pantry in the kitchen, placing each of them into the trash, making a huge stack inside of it that he had to balance to make it stay inside. As soon as he closed the pantry, he heard a few of them fall from the top of the garbage, no doubt dropping the crusts as well. He shrugged it off and looked at the back door window, which was smeared with slobber when they made faces everyone in the pool outside when they had the frat party. He got some surface cleaner from under the sink and wiped it down, remembering the laughing, drunk frat boys at the social. He chuckled and pressed his snout against it again, making his cold, wet nose mash against it, and stuck out his tongue. He instantly recoiled as he tasted the chemicals of the spray. He spit and held out his tongue, going to the fridge and getting a drink, putting some in his mouth, gurgling it and spitting it into the sink. It didn't get rid of it, but it helped.

He shrugged off the newly formed smear on the window, and walked into the living room, where he picked up his school books, and put them in his bag. Then he looked gravely at the thirty ounce bowl of green milk in the middle of the floor. He cringed as he neared it, his keen sense of smell making it worse on him. He covered his nose and breathed through his mouth. He picked the bowl up with one hand, it was still full so he walked it carefully toward the sink. As he began to dump it out, the doorbell rang. He flinched and spilled some of the green milk on his shirt.

"Shit!" He put the bowl in the sink and ran some water into it. "I'll be right there!" He shouted through the house. He turned off the water and began to pick up things off the coffee table, throwing them away in the waste basket in the study as he neared the door.

As he opened, his eyes widened and his jaw dropped as he looked through the screen door. At first he only noticed two hulking breasts poking out a small dark green t-shirt. The bear girl smiled at Alex, through small sunglasses that were somewhat covered by her long blond hair. She took her sack strap off her shoulder and onto the ground, her arm limp, and tired.

"Hi!" She said, waving her free hand. "You're Alex?"

He nodded and opened up the screen door. "C-come on in." He stuttered slightly, taking her sack and placing it in the study, closing the door.

"I'm Samantha," She extended her arm to him.

He shook her hand. "Yeah, he said you'd be coming tonight, he didn't tell me exactly when, though." He looked at a clock to see it was already seven-thirty.

"Yeah, I took the early flight." She looked around at the house. The living room was large with a beige white carpet. The TV was huge at least five feet in height and width, and the chairs and couch were all red felt. All of this seemed to escape her as she looked out at the back yard. "Wow, what a nice pool!"

"You like swimming?" He approached her from behind.

"I love to go night swimming!" She clapped excitedly. "We need to do that later tonight. I'll go unpack." She said as she turned and walked toward the study.

Alex finally got some room to breathe as she left. He was not expecting Sam to be Samantha. He sat, splayed out on the couch to catch his breath.

The phone rang on the coffee table, making him jump slightly and hurry to get it.

"Hello?" Alex said.

"Is the house clean?" George said, with no jet engines overcoming his voice. He was at the airport.

"Well I got some of the stuff done, but she already arrived."

"She's there already? Damn, did you get the-"

"I got the windows, the bowl of milk, and the pizza boxes. That's it. She seemed to like the place anyway. Why didn't you tell me she was so fuckin' hot?"

"Yeah, I forgot to mention."

"That was some crucial information you omitted from your analysis on her persona." Alex said in a snickering voice.

"I taught you all of those words, and then some. Alright well since she's there, be friendly but not _too_friendly, if you know what I mean. I don't want to have her file suit against you."

"No worries, man. I'll be fine."

Sam walked back into the room, stretching, and popping her back. She had on loose purple pajamas with little white teddy bears all over it. She winked at him as she passed.

"Alright, well I got to go, duty calls man. Seeya."

"I'll call you later tonight!" He said quickly as Alex hung up.

"Got anything to eat?" Sam said as she walked into the kitchen.

"We have some left-over General Tso's in there."

She opened the fridge and began digging through it immediately. She pulled out two bottles of beer and a TV dinner trey.

"Those dinners are George's, so if he stomps at me I'm gonna have to tell him the truth."

"Yeah, the big bad wolf did it."

"Oh har har... haven't heard that one before." He said with growing sarcasm as he leaned against the counter opposite of her.

"So what are you majoring in, might I ask?" She said as she put the trey into the microwave.

"I'm taking journalism and religion at the moment, I've changed majors quite a bit."

"You poor dear." She said as she leaned her head into her crossed arms, propped up against the counter, staring at the microwave.

Alex put forth a great effort not to stare at her ass as she did this, but his instincts couldn't bare the pressure, his eyes moved down to her little puffy tail as she slightly wagged it. He thought about how easy it would be to just tug them down and caress her crotch from behind, maybe even grab her huge tit and rub it as well. But he shook off the feeling as the microwave dinged.

She stood up straight and took her dinner into the living room.

Al stood where he was for a moment, thinking about baseball, then math, then boring books, and soon felt relief from his instinctive hormones. She began sifting through their DVD collection as she ate, giving slight groans of disdain for some of them.

"You're the first college house I've seen without porn." She picked up a horror movie called "The Frighteners" and looked at the back of it. "Vintage." She said with a grin.

"Yeah, he likes that nineties crap. Me, I like the really early stuff." He said, remembering all of those movies he grew up with: Enter the Dragon, Stripes, Patton, and MASH, to name a few.

"Ah ha!" She said as she held up American Psycho. "We're watching this, right after we swim."

"Swimming? Already?" Alex said, watching her put the movie on the counter and going back to the guestroom.

"Well yeah, it's cooling off, and the night is young!" She closed the door.

Alex walked past the door, to his room. He looked around for his swim trunks. He swam in them a couple of days ago, so they would no doubt be on the floor, still stiff from all of the chlorine drying in it. Once he found them, he simply shook them a few times and changed quickly. He opened his door and stood outside her room, hearing her hum softly to herself.

"So, do you wear a two-piece or a one?" He asked, assuming he knew the answer.

"Oh, I didn't bring a swimsuit. I thought George wouldn't mind if I borrowed his." She shouted through the door, walking toward it.

"You what?" Alex said as the door opened. His cock immediately hit hard mode as she stepped out of the room, wearing only trunks and nothing up top. Her breasts bounced freely as she walked up to him. She grinned at him, then pat him in the crotch.

"Down, boy." She whispered. Sam walked past him, toward the backyard. He followed her outside, where she stretched out lifting her arms up and sticking out her chest further, her nipples becoming hard as they were exposed to the cool night air.

Alex couldn't help but stare at the beautiful creature as she walked down the steps into the water carefully, shivering. She squatted down into the water and turned to him, smiling.

Without a word, Alex cannon-balled into the pool somewhat close to her. She let out a startled scream, followed by a laugh as cold water sprinkled her beautiful body. He got up to her, then took a few steps back against the pool wall, his arms going to either side of him. She gave him another shrill grin and went underwater, swimming straight at him. For a moment he thought she'd head butt him in the balls, but she pulled up just in time to be right in front of him, her pointed nipples rubbing up his torso. As this happened, his member became stiff as an ironing board.

"Wow," She said, looking down at his crotch. "Even in cold water, you seem to keep your point."

"Just talent, I guess." He said in a nervous voice.

"Let me help you a bit." She said as she pulled his trunks down, exposing the tip of his penis, giving it one good stroke with her tongue, making him shiver. Then she wrapped her lips around the head and softly licked the top of the shaft, sucking what was in her mouth. She was indeed talented; as she sucked, her hand pulled his trunks down farther, and began to jerk him off.

He was already on the verge of orgasm when she stopped sucking and looked at it closely, her hand still working.

"I think you're about long enough." She said as she pulled it forward, very gently. She leaned closer and placed it between her massive breasts, closing them around it tightly and sliding them up and down it. She smiled up toward him, and put her mouth on the tip once more, giving it a good sucking.

Though the water was cold, he began to feel warm, small beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as he closed his eyes and tried to keep from coming too early. As if she read his mind, she pulled away just as he was about to lose control. She stood up to his level, and smiled as they locked into a nice, long kiss. His arms wrapped around her and gently rubbed her back. Her fingernails glided over his back as their tongues began to slowly caress each other. He couldn't help his hands, as they rubbed slowly toward her breasts and swept his thumbs over her nipples, making her give a sharp gasp of ecstasy. She grabbed his hands and cupped them over her knockers and let him explore them as he wanted to. She smiled as he squeezed them and rubbed her points with two fingers.

"I don't know if it's the pool or not; but I am getting so wet." She whispered into his ear, and tugged down her swimming trunks, showing that it was true. Her crotch was just above the water, in plain view, so he took his chance and cupped one hand on it, his mouth gently sucking her left nipple. This made her breathe deep and give a soft moan, holding onto his back. She had already been very aroused from before, and now her forehead was getting hot, and her face began to flush as his fingers pressed hard against her genitalia, at first they were in the lower lips, but they soon rubbed closer to the clitoris. Her leg twitched and she gave another soft moan, her sensitive breasts being caressed by one soft but somewhat rough tongue.

At length, she put her hand onto his wrist and stopped him. Grabbing one of his wolf-ears and pulling him up to her, face to face. The whole shaft of his penis rubbed against the surface of her vaginal lips. She gave a sharp gasp as he suddenly pushed the tip inside of her, slowly entering the rest of it into her. He turned her back to the wall and leaned against her as he pushed it in and out of her, making her moan in between breaths. She licked his neck and whispered into his ear, urging him to fuck her harder. The wolf lifted one of her legs higher, and grabbed one of her breasts. Humping her harder at an angle.

Little streams of semen and vaginal juices seeped out of her as they fucked, the water around them began to grow dirty with their sex, but they didn't take notice.

Finally, he came, shooting deep inside of her, and triggering her orgasm as well. They stayed still for what seemed like forever, panting together and staying together for as long as they could.

At length, Sam smiled and whispered into Alex's ear.

"How about that movie?" She smiled at him.

He smiled back at her and then finally let go of her, both of them getting out of the pool, and drying off.

The rest of the night was spent either making out or watching the movie; sometimes both. They slept in Alex's room, naked and in each other's arms.

George opened the door at seven in the morning. He looked around and saw that all of the old messes were cleaned up, but there were entirely new messes emerging in their absence. He walked toward his roommate's room.

"Hey Alex! Wake up dude, my dad's going to be here in about two hours, I'm sure he doesn't want to see all of these new messes that you made." He opened the door. "Sam may be a bit more - HOLY GOD!" George's eyes widened as he stared at the two in bed.

"Oh hey George." Alex said in a haze of drowse. "Could you hand me my pants?" He looked at Sam, who was awake as well. "You need some sheets to cover up with?"

"No." She smiled.

End