Summer 1986 I guess I was living a fairytale type of life. During the Reagan era. Both my parents were successful with good jobs. We lived in a nice home in a middle class subdivision. I had a car, nice preppy cloths. And a garage full of toys, that many teenagers would be jealous of. But with all this, there was something I needed desperately. Pussy yes pussy. The problem was, I was shy and nervous around girls. I tried to make friends with them, and it seemed like it just back fired every time. Then I’d have to listen to my friends boast about getting them some. In many cases, they were probably lying about it. Or maybe exaggerating about it. Making a bigger deal out of it than it actually was. And so the summer dragged on. But in August something changed. And for me it was a positive change. My cousin Karen moved in. Away from her strict conservative parents. And much closer to the junior college, that was in our town. She was 20 years old. Blonde with a beautiful body. Big tits and sexy legs. Yes she was my cousin, but she was also sexy as Hell. I found her to be easy to talk to. It was strange, that I could talk to her. And not the girls I went to school with every day. And me and Karen only saw each other at holidays or funerals. I knew less about her, than the other girls. We worked out together in our home gym. She went dirt bike riding, with me and my friends. She in my mind was the perfect girl for me. Though I realized it never could be. Though sexually she was driving me nuts. I don’t think she was doing it intentionally. She was just sexy, and I was a horny teenager not getting any. She found a part time job at Hooters. Wearing those tank tops, orange shorts, with pantyhose. Drove me wild. Every time I saw her leave for work. I had to go jack myself off. Then she brought her girlfriends over, to swim in our pool. Many of them, laid out top less. Getting a little sun on there pale white tits. From my bedroom window, I could look down on them. While Fucking my fist. Then comes Saturday night. And of course I was home with no date. My friends had dates. Karen had a date. And worst of all. My younger sister had a date. I lay there in bed, stroking my cock to my other woman, that I would never have. Elvira Mistress of the dark. As she laid her sexy body across that red couch. Hosting those bad late night horror flicks. I heard Karen’s Trans- Am as it pulls in to the driveway. Listening close, I could tell she wasn’t alone. I got up to look out the window to see her and whoever the lucky young stud was with her. They were laughing and stumbling around half drunk. She had a little short black dress and heels on. My dick was aching, it was so hard. I watched them, until they disappeared behind the door of the pool house, where Karen stayed. I laid back down, trying to put her out of my mind. But I knew what they would be doing. What else could they be doing?