The extended family had planned an extended reunion in the mountains for a couple of years. They had rented a huge main cabin and a few smaller surrounding cabins to accommodate several dozen family members. The group would be there for a couple of weeks, skiing, hiking, or just hanging out.

Mark was not quite as social as the majority of the others. As a husband to a family member, he was considered family but did not know most of these people. Normally an introvert, he was happy to stay behind one day when a group decided to go into town shopping while most of the others were out on the mountain on snowmobiles or skiing.

He was sitting in a recliner in the cabin's great room, rocked back and watching a movie on TV, enjoying his respite from constant interaction with others. He loved the big wood cabin with the vaulted ceilings and huge windows and the vistas beyond. It was not long before he drifted off, napping in the serenity.

He was not quite as alone as he thought. In one of the rooms upstairs, Tina had slept in. She was not introverted as Cousin Maria's husband Mark. She just had not felt like a trip to town today. She lay on the big bed, trying to get her mind off of the subject which had been dominating her thoughts since she had gotten here. The entire reason she had made the trip was her infatuation with a distant cousin, Johnny. He was the whole package, tall, muscular, handsome, witty with an ass and bulge in his pants which always got her hot. And the sonofabitch had not even shown up yet. She had been horny for days just anticipating seeing him, and hopefully more. Now she lay on the bed, thoughts of what she wanted to do to him, and have him do to her, filling her mind. She was fucking soaked and needed to be sexed. She had masturbated twice last night, and that just was not doing it.

Tina was a big girl. Not fat, not at all. She was tall, athletic, with curves in all the right places. Nice, C-cups and a badonkadonk ass that got her noticed.

She sighed. Damnit. Exasperated with herself, she decided to get up, go downstairs, and make some coffee. She stood and slipped her denim sundress over her head. She was naked underneath it, but who cared? She was alone in the cabin, and the denim hid her goodies anyway.

She stepped out onto the landing, appreciating the view outside for a moment, leaning on the railing. Then she glanced down. Well fuck. She thought she was alone, damnit. There was Mark, asleep in a recliner, rocked back to almost a horizontal position, oblivious to the world around him.

She figured she could get down the stairs and walk along the wall behind him without waking him. But when she got to the kitchen, the coffee maker was bound to wake him up with its gurgling.

She waited a minute. Oh, well. She could offer him a cup. Of the choices in the family, he wasn't so bad to talk to. Low key.

Then she got damp again, quite against her will. Mark was not bad looking, but he was not a hunk by any means. That was not what entered her thoughts. She remembered that anytime the conversation turned to sex among the girls, fucking Maria always went on about how her Mark loved giving head, and was always between her thighs. Fucking bitch.

And there he was. And here she was. And here were her needs and her thoughts of Johnny and his apparently big dick.

She imagined herself walking up behind that recliner, turning away from him, and plopping her snatch down on his face. She imagined his tongue on her twat. She had never really had a guy do that who LIKED doing it. If they did it at all, they usually gave it a few licks, then moved up and plowed into her. She had always figured Maria was full of shit.

Still. She was SO horny.

She decided she was being stupid. She couldn't just rape some random guy's face. He'd probably jump up and tell everyone. Some family reunion that would be!

Tina made it quietly down the stairs and walked softly along the carpeted floor. So far, so good.

When she got right behind Mark's dozing form, she glanced down. Shit. She was just the right height. Her ass was pretty much the same level as his face. She remembered what a tongue felt like on her clit, and the bragging Maria had done about Mark's eager talents.

Tina's libido overwhelmed her ability to reason. Without a real plan, she lifted her sundress just enough, turned, and lowered herself onto his face. Not really knowing what to do, she began sliding forward and back slightly on him, fucking her sopping wet womanhood with his face.

She found that the fear and uncertainty over what his reaction would be only aroused her more. WTF was wrong with her?

Mark awoke with a start; his eyes flew open. WTH?!

His first instinct WAS to jump up and see who was assaulting him. Was this a prank? An actual attack?

But it was also instinct which made him pause. He could not see anything except a flat tummy and the underside of some impressive breasts. And blue. Whatever she wore was blue.

What held him immobile was his favorite thing on his mouth... the taste, the scent, the texture which he dreamed about. And whoever this was... was very, very moist.

He knew it was not, could not be, his wife playing with him. He of course knew her taste, scent and feel extremely well. He spent hours between her beautiful thighs. And besides, Maria kept herself shaved for just that reason. This woman had a very thick bush covering her genitalia. And it was bathing his face like a washcloth.

Had Maria put this woman up to this? He did not really make a conscious decision. He just did what came naturally to him. Yes, what he wanted to do.

He began caressing her nether lips with his very practiced lips, and began bathing her labia with his soft, flattened tongue as they moved across his face.

"Mmmmmmmm... ohhhh..." Tina slowed down her movements as she realized his reaction was to service her. She could not stop moving altogether... but she tried to remain still so he could do what he supposedly did so well.

Mark sucked those fat lips into his mouth one at a time, tracing them with his tongue inside his mouth.

Her thighs were covering his ears, so he could not identify the muffled voice moaning, "Ohhhhgawdfuckyeah..."

He moved his hands up under the dress to hold both her ass cheeks in his big hands... grasping his dinner as was his habit. Another appreciative moan.

He pulled her down firmly onto his face and drove his tongue as far as he could into her vagina, simulating fucking her with a small cock. He could not reach her G-spot, but it was not for lack of trying.

Tina had never had anyone do that before. If it were an actual dick, it would have been laughable... but the soft tongue lashing at her insides, together with how worked up she was, sent her over the edge. She cried out as she had her first orgasm courtesy of her cousin's hubby.

She expected him to get up now. Obviously, he was all in for the encounter, but he would probably want to fuck her now that she had cum.

Tina was in for a surprise.

Almost giddy with her response to his ministrations, Mark began bathing her big, swollen bud with his softened tongue.

"Oh, gawd... Marrrk..."

Well, she knew who he was, huh? This was not quite so random. He continued his assault on her clit. Normally he would take his time, loving on Maria's womanhood slowly. But this woman was obviously beyond ready.

He pointed his tongue and began lashing her clit, up, down, side to side. Relentlessly and tirelessly.

Tina was screaming now. Her orgasms were cumming in waves, surging through her entire body like the surf crashing ashore. She wished there was something for her to grasp hold of and was thankful that he was holding her ass tightly in his grip.

He just would not stop! Fucking Maria had not been fucking exaggerating! This boy loved pussy.

This seemed to go on forever... she just came and came. She thought she was about spent, when...

She felt him let go of one of her prodigious cheeks. Then she felt two of his fingers press into her while he continued his loving assault on her bud. Oh fuck...

Mark did know what he was doing. He quickly found the little nubs of her G-spot, curled his fingers in a "come hither" position, and began massaging her insides while simultaneously sucking her bud into his warm mouth and lashing it with his tongue.

"OMFG! Aaayyieeee! Aaaaauuughh... FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKYES!"

Tina's butt and legs were quivering, her entire body quaking as she experienced something for the first time in her life. Her orgasms were more intense than she had ever had... and she ejaculated. Not just a little bit... she absolutely soaked her benefactor in her girl cum. His face, his chest, his lap, were sopping wet.

And still he would not stop. Tina felt if he was not supporting her by her ass and her pussy, she would have collapsed to the floor. She could not stop shaking as she nutted all over his face.

Then, through the fog, she heard it. Car doors slamming outside. Voices. Fuck!

She had to wrench herself away from his grasp... he was still hungrily trying to devour her, oblivious to the approaching danger. She saw a side door which led outside, and dashed for it on quaking legs, making it out onto the back upper deck. Up the outside stairs and back to her room to change clothes. To hide. To recover.

She could not help thinking how she could get Maria's husband alone again. She had to have that again. She had to have more. She was amazed... he acted like he had just gotten started! Now she really did hate Maria.

Mark was just grasping that she was gone. Had he dreamed the whole thing?

"What the ever-loving fuck?!?"

He looked up to see Maria, her mom, her sisters, and half a dozen aunts and female cousins standing in the front entryway holding shopping bags.

Their expressions ranged from anger to disgust to amusement as they all regarded him, laid out on the recliner, a very prominent erection tenting his shorts, a dark stain of pre-cum spreading across them. His shirt, his face and his hair were all completely soaked with what was obviously some bitches fluids, because the musky scent of sex wafted off of him and filled the cabin.

He looked as shocked as they did.

Maria shouted, "Who the fuck is she??"

Mark knew he was in trouble... big trouble. Not only because of the obvious, but because of his honest reply. A reply not even he would believe if it had not just happened to him.

"I, umm... I dunno..."