"I'm not going to be walking around with a cupful of cum." I smiled calmly at my cousin.

"But she said it had to be fresh..." My cousin Sue was the unfortunate victim of juvenile acne - really bad acne. Evidently a friend of hers had told her about a unique cure involving male ejaculate, which had led her to me.

"I'm afraid the only way to get it is straight from the source, so to speak." Sue and I had grown up together and shared just about everything in our lives with each other - except for this.

"Oh, that's gross!" At least those were Sue's words; her expression suggested she thought otherwise. "You expect me to use it right after you, you - do it?"

I watched as two nipple shadows developed on her t-shirt. "Me do it? I think not - you want it, you squeeze it." To short circuit the argument I began to unzip my jeans. Her eyes flared wide but she wasn't backing away or turning around. With my zipper down and button undone I looked down at her. "Well?"

This was it. The seconds ticked bye slowly. Sue touched the red acne bumps on her face with her fingertips. In a barely audible voice I heard her decide, "OK. I'll try it." She slowly knelt before me and tugged my jeans to the floor. With her hands on my boxers she looked up at me, "If this is some kind of joke I'm going to make you pay big time." She pulled my boxers down and looked at my rock hard cock. "What do I do?"

I rolled my eyes but gave her the benefit of the doubt and explained how to give a guy a hand job. She started to stroke me up and down. "Hey. Easy there. It's not a bell rope to pull on. Spit in your hand or something."

"What!?"

"Lubricate your hand - it'll make it easier." She spit into her hand and rubbed it onto my cock. She began to methodically slide her hand up and down my shaft. I was getting real close real fast. "OK. Get ready I'm about to cum." Sue placed her free hand below the tip of my cock parallel to the floor as she continued to stroke me. I guess she thought it was going to dribble out - she'd learn soon enough.

"Ah. Ah. Ahhhhh!" I came. God I came. My cock swelled in her hand and then spasmed. The first spurt flew over her hand to landing on the floor. She squealed in surprise and moved to hand in front angled vertically. The second spurt splattered into her hand. "Oh shit." She tried to keep it from dripping off when the third spurt missed her hand entirely. She caught the rest. She stared at the puddle of cum in her hand. She stood and walked into her bathroom. I pulled my pants back up.

"It's not rubbing in. Shouldn't this soak into my skin?" She walked out and her face was a masque of white cream. I barely managed to keep a straight face.

"How should I know? I don't go around rubbing my cum on myself. What did your friend tell you?"

"She said rub it on, you'll see results in a week or two."

"Well, maybe it's supposed to be like a masque - you know one of those things you sleep in?" The thought of Sue sleeping with my cum slathered on her face completed the re-engorgement of my cock, I was again painfully erect. I figured that it was best for me to leave so I headed to the window and started to climb through. "Do you want me to come over tomorrow night?"

"Might as well give it a good try. Sure, see you about eleven?"

For the next couple of weeks I popped in regularly right before bedtime. It didn't take long for Sue to develop a great manual technique. She could drain me in a couple of minutes - it was becoming kind of clinical. Then I had a great idea and I jacked off just before I climbed through her window.

She held my limp cock. "What's wrong? Why aren't you hard?" Her face was definitely clearing up, she wanted more cum.

"I guess I need a little inspiration. You need to do something." I paused for a moment, oh what the fuck nothing ventured nothing gained. "You know show some skin or use your mouth - something like that."

"I am not going to give you a blowjob -uh uh no way." She clenched her jaw tight then sighed. "Well we did play doctor all those times growing up." She quickly pulled her t-shirt and sweat pants off standing in her simple bra and panties.

"Sue, no offense, but I've seen you in bikinis more revealing." Which was true, except that bras and panties are, after all, bras and panties and therefore definite hard on material. If she paused long enough I knew that I'd start to get hard. Thank God she didn't pause. She unclasped her bra and stood before me topless. She had great tits. They weren't big - but they were just about perfect. Two orange-sized hemispheres of pure white flesh without the slightest sign of sagging. Her areolas were puffed out like little Mt Fuji's with the actual nipples standing proudly erect.

"I didn't realize that you were turned on by all this." I smiled my best "I'm just teasing you smile" and it worked, she smiled back.

"Well duh." She crewed her lower lip.

"The panties might help." But I felt a stirring, DAMN, I was getting hard. She noticed the movement. "You look inspired to me." Ah man, and just as I was thinking that I had gotten so close. "But you've been a good sport." And with those words she pushed her panties down and stood there in her naked glory. I groaned in appreciation.

She looked incredible. But, man, she smelled even better, her scent filled the room and caused my cock to throb and bob. A large drop of precum bubbled out the tip. She reached out with her finger and slowly massaged the lubricant around the head of my cock. When she started to stroke me she seemed a little distracted I wondered if it was from embarrassment, arousal, or some combination of the two.

It took a good five minutes of slow steady work to get the sap rising. When I came Sue was surprise at the modest quantity of cum in her hand. "Wow this is the least amount you've ever had."

I confessed to having cleared the pipes earlier. Sue was pissed at first but when I went on o tell her about how turned on I was and how hard this is on me because she was so hot and sexy looking she forgave me. She smeared the semen on her face and reached for her panties.

I asked her not to put them back on which precipitated a quiet but brief argument between us. She was making some good points but had still not put her panties back on. I went for it all and told her I wanted to taste her. I said that it was really messing with my mind being used this way and not being able to do something in return. The argument continued with her still naked. It ended when I said that I haven't licked a girl's pussy in a long time and I wanted to lick hers.

OK now I'd gone down a lot with my last girlfriend. She had been very into mutual oral sex. This turned out to be pretty much whenever I wanted it - or just about every day. My girlfriend had been fearful of getting knocked up - so she would rather suck than fuck. But God could she suck cum right out of me.

I could see that Sue was wavering and I offered to put my pants back on if she was afraid I might try and take advantage of her. Her defenses crumbled with a warning. If I tried anything she'd find someone else to be the daily donor - I crossed my heart and pulled on my pants.

Sue crawled up her bed and turned over on her back. Her crawl had been just slow enough to give a good view of her bare bottom and visibly wet lips. On her back she held her legs and arms tight together. I flashed on the fact that this was how we had always started out our Doctor play.

"Is ze patient ready to be examined?" I even dredged up the old accent I used. "Yes Doctor, I feel funny - I don't know where the problem is?

"Vell, Miss Sue, I vill just have to examine you thoroughly, von't I?" She rolled her eyes as I began to touch her head, "Is it here?" "No." "Is it here?" "No." I slowly touched her head neck shoulders arms and hands. With each touch I spent longer lightly rubbing or stroking her skin. I went to her toes and moved slowly up her legs. Her breathing was becoming more labored and shallow.

At her hips I came close to her pubic hair but never touched it. Her stomach, navel and lower ribs got a lot of attention. Her breath was a series of soft sharp inhalations. As I neared the bottom of her breasts I noticed that her nipples were so hard the skin around them was wrinkled in tension. I had last touched her breasts and nipples many years ago. Actually at the time she had nipples but had yet to develop real breasts.

Her breasts rose and fell with her breathing as I slowly circled the base of them. My movements were clockwise and counterclockwise as I spiraled slowly toward her hard nipples. She arched her back upward and I rewarded her by twirling her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. Her nipples were apparently very sensitive because she began to wiggle about on the bed. I increased the pressure on her tits and she began to moan and whimper, "Too much. Too much."