Chapter 8

We arrived at the airport; Dad parked the van and we all went to meet
Aunt Sally and Frank. We waited at the gate and when they came
through the door, Mom rushed over and gave my aunt a big hug. My mom
and aunt began to giggle like Cindy and I would, hugged a few more
times and then let go of one another.

Dad gave Aunt Sally a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek. He said hi
to Frank and shook my cousin's hand. Aunt Sally came over to me,
looked me up and down and told Mom how much I'd grown. I blushed and
when Aunt Sally hugged me, I hugged her back.

Frank and I said hello, but he was more interested in talking to my
brother. We went downstairs and waited for their luggage at the
conveyor. Once Dad had taken the last bag off the moving belt and
placed it with the others, he told Frank and Eddie to grab what they
could and we headed for the van.

At the restaurant, Mom, Dad and Aunt Sally talked endlessly. Frank
and Eddie were also talking to each other, while I tried to listen to
the two conversations. By the time we left the restaurant, I was
feeling a little left out.

It was still light out when we got back to the house. The guys
carried the bags into the house, put them where they belonged and
then Dad made drinks for my mom, my aunt and himself.

Eddie asked Frank if he wanted to go swimming and Frank eagerly
agreed. They headed for my brother's room to put their suits on,
leaving me sitting alone in the living room. After a couple of
minutes, Eddie stuck his head around the corner and asked me if I
wanted to swim too.

I jumped up and headed for my room without even answering him. I
was thrilled to be included and quickly took off my clothes and put
on my new yellow bikini. After wrapping the sarong around my waist
and tying it in place, I went to the pool.

Walking across the deck, I looked into the pool and saw my brother
and cousin splashing one another. I removed the sarong, dropped it
on a chair and went to the edge of the pool. Frank saw me standing
there, stopped his splashing and stared up at me.

"Wow, Jen," Frank said. "When did you get tits?"

I froze! I know my face was turning red because I could feel it. 
For a moment, I considered running back to the house, but my brother
spoke up and I jumped in.

"Leave her alone, Frank," Eddie said in my defense.

I swam to the opposite end of the pool, away from the boys and stood
in the shallow water. Frank and Eddie swam over to me, and Frank
apologized for what he said.

"Sorry, Jen. I didn't mean to make you mad," Frank told me. "You
just look so much different than the last time I saw you, that's all."

I smiled and splashed my cousin. We all started splashing one
another and soon Eddie was dunking me. Roughhousing in the pool was
something my brother and I had done since Dad had it put in. It was
always about the same, I'd splash him and try to push him under and
he'd resist. Eddie was much stronger than I was and could easily
toss me around.

Today was no different; my brother grabbed my waist, lifted me up
and tossed me aside. Frank got into the act and soon the two of them
were tossing me back and forth between them. After surfacing from
one of my cousin's tosses, Eddie grabbed me by the waist. When he
lifted me, I wiggled and the next thing I knew his hands were right
under my boobs. He hesitated for a moment and then pushed me away.

I knew he had felt my breasts, because I surely felt his hands on
them. The action had also pushed one side of my top up over my boob,
but I was able to get it back into place before anyone noticed. 
After that incident, Eddie was very careful not to let it happen again.

The three of us climbed out of the pool and dried ourselves. Mom,
Dad, and Aunt Sally came outside, bringing sodas with them. We all
sat around the table and talked about what we were going to do over
the next few days. When Dad asked if we wanted to go to the water
park, Eddie, Frank and I all said yes.

That night in bed, I masturbated and though about what happened in
the pool. The thought of my brother feeling my boobs, even if it was
an accident, really excited me. My mind was torn between the thought
of the touch and the fact that my brother touched me. When my body
began to respond to my fingers, the thoughts left me and I came.

Thursday was very busy. Mom and Aunt Sally were in the kitchen
working on Thanksgiving dinner and I was enlisted to help. After
filling the turkey with stuffing and putting it into the oven, my
aunt and my mom sat down at the table. I was peeling potatoes and
listened as they chatted about the things that had gone on the past
year. Even though they talked on the phone quite often, they would
always have something to talk about when they saw each other.

"Well, Jen," Aunt Sally said. "Do you have a boyfriend yet?"

I blushed and shook my head no.

"Why not, girl?"

"I don't know, Aunt Sally, I guess no boy has ever asked me to."

Aunt Sally laughed and winked at my mom.

"Boys your age are too shy to ask, honey. You have to ask them."

"Oh," I said. "I guess I'm just not all that interested in boys yet."

My aunt chuckled and said, "Well, Jen, if Frank and Eddie are any
indication, the boys are noticing you."

"AUNT SALLY! They're my cousin and brother."

Both my aunt and my mom broke out laughing.

"They're boys!" Mom said. "Look, you look at boys, right?"

I grinned and nodded my head.

"Do you think Eddie and Frank are cute?" Mom asked.

Once again I nodded and then blushed.

"I think those two boys think you're cute too," Mom said. "If you
saw either of them at the mall and didn't know who they were, would
you notice them?"

"Yeah, I guess so," I muttered.

"Your body doesn't know Eddie is your brother, Jen; it thinks he's
just a boy. That's why you feel like you do sometimes."

"What do you mean, Mom? I don't feel anything when I look at my
brother," I lied.

"Jen, Jen, Jen, you can't fool me. I saw the way you looked at
Eddie yesterday. You could hardly talk! Your dad noticed it too,"
my mom said, still chuckling.

I could feel my cheeks filling with blood and getting warm. I knew
I was blushing, but there was nothing I could do about it. I also
knew my mom was right, I did feel excited when I looked at my
brother, especially when I saw him without his shirt.

"That's incest, Mom!"

"No it's not, incest is sex with a family member, not having
feelings, normal feelings. There's nothing wrong with you or your
brother, Jen. You two are just teenagers." Mom chuckled.

"Probably horny teenagers at that," Aunt Sally added. "I know your
mom and I were at your age. We hardly talked about anything except
boys."

I began to giggle. I though about what I had heard my mom and dad
taking about in the pool that night. About how my aunt and mom had
fooled around with the boys behind the garage and the fact that my
mom was the same age I was right now.

Dad came into the kitchen and joined us, stopping our discussion. 
He said the boys were out in the pool and he was watching football on
television.

Thanksgiving dinner was great. We had a big turkey and all the
trimmings. After dessert, I helped my mom and aunt clean up while my
dad, brother and cousin went out to watch more football.

Things went along good for the next couple of days. Eddie and Frank
spent most of their time off with my brother's friends. I went over
to Cindy's house on Saturday and we sat in her room listening to CDs.

Cindy started to tickle me and soon her hands were under my skirt. 
When she touched me, I jumped and pulled away.

"What's the matter, Jen?" she asked, her expression showing
disappointment.

"I don't know."

"Don't you want to, you know?"

"Not right now, Cindy."

"Are you mad at me?"

"No, I'm not mad, I just have a lot on my mind."

Cindy sat back and said, "What's up?"

"I don't really know, Cindy. I'm just all confused."

"About what? About us fooling around?"

"That's part of it."

"What else?"

"Boys."

"Boys? Do you have someone you're interested in?"

"No, not really. It's just boys in general I guess," I said, when I
was really confused about the feelings I was having for my brother.

"What's there to be confused about, Jen? You know we both want to
find boyfriends."

"Maybe, but that's not it."

"Well, it is for me, Jen. I wish your brother was interested in me,
he's such a hottie."

"Yeah I know, that's the problem."

"You've got the hots for your brother?"

"No, not really, but I get all funny sometimes when I look at him,
or he looks at me."

"I get all funny when I look at Eddie too, so what's the problem?

I shrugged my shoulders.

Cindy shook her head and giggled. "If you don't want him, send him
over to me."

"Yeah right! What would you do?"

"I don't know, maybe I'd give him a blow job. Kathy has been doing
it with Brad almost every day and she seems to like it."

"Okay, when I get home I'll tell Eddie to come over here and you'll
give him a blow job."

"Don't you dare!"

"That's what you said," I giggled.

"I know, but I was just kidding. I'm not ready to do that much, not
yet. I would let him kiss me though."

I reached over, tickled her breasts and said, "Would you let him do
this?"

Cindy put her hands over mine and crushed them to her chest, "Maybe,
would you mind if your brother felt me up?"

"Why would I care," I lied and then I pulled my hands away.

Cindy and I spent the afternoon together, but we never did anything.
At dinnertime I went home.

Monday morning we were all up early. We were going to the water
park for the day and it was a two-hour drive from our house. I had
my beach bag on my bed and was packing for the trip. I took my
yellow bikini out of my drawer and stuffed it into the bag. I also
took the other suit and packed it, knowing the bikini wouldn't be
good for the water slides.

I also packed my warm-up suit, clean shorts and a top. Once I was
set, I went out to eat breakfast.

The drive to the water park didn't seem all that long. Mom and Dad
sat in front, Aunt Sally and I in the two rear seats and Eddie and
Frank sat in the very back. During the ride, I listened to Mom and
Aunt Sally talking and to Frank and Eddie. Mom and my aunt were
discussing the shopping trip they planned for the next day; my
brother and Frank talked about the girls at the park.

We arrived at the park and found a place to spread out our things. 
Dad pulled several lounge chairs together and we settled in for the
day. Mom, my aunt and I went to the changing house to put on our
suits; my brother and cousin had theirs on under their shorts.

When Mom, Aunt Sally and I got back to the lounge chairs, Eddie and
Frank were already gone. I asked my dad if he saw where they went
and he pointed.

I started to walk in the direction that my dad pointed me to. It
was hard not to giggle as I looked at the people in the park. You
could tell the tourists from the natives very easily, the tourists
were all white. By the end of the day, they would be beet red and
very uncomfortable.

Eddie and Frank were in line for one of the smaller water slides and
I joined them.

"Do you mind if I hang around with you guys?" I asked my brother.

"Naw, I don't mind," Eddie said.

The three of us went on several of the rides, each one getting
higher and faster. When we got to one of the tall slides, I decided
to watch. Eddie and Frank climbed up the stairs to the top of the
slide, and then came down. My brother was first, followed by my
cousin. We stood around at the bottom of the slide talking as the
boys tried to get me to go with them.

"Hey, Jen," Frank said. "Why didn't you wear your yellow suit?"

I giggled and said, "That kind of suit isn't very practical here."

"Why not?" Frank said.

"Watch the end of the slide for a few minutes, you'll see."

We stood and watched the other people come down the slide. A girl
that was a little older than I was came down in a bikini and slid
feet first into the pool at the end of the slide. She wasn't tan,
obviously a tourist, and didn't follow the directions at the top of
the ride. When she went into the pool, her top went around her neck
and her bottoms were pulled into her crotch.

"That's why," I told my cousin.

We watched the girl scramble to cover herself and fix the bottom of
her suit.

"Yeah, what's your point?" Eddie giggled.

I smacked his arm and called him a pervert.

"Why am I a pervert? Because I like to look at cute girls?" my
brother said. "There's nothing wrong with that."

I knew he was right, but I didn't want him to think his remarks to
my cousin went unnoticed.

"How often does that happen?" Frank asked.

"Usually only once," I said, "unless the chick is a showoff?"

"Yeah, some girls' tops come off every time they go down," Eddie said.

My parents and my aunt walked up and Mom asked what we were up to.

"Not much, Eddie and Frank are hanging around the slide to see the
girl's tops get ripped off when they come down," I replied.

Both my brother and cousin blushed and then began denying it.

"Okay, have a good time boys," Aunt Sally said. "We're going to go
to the Lazy River and relax."

Eddie called me a brat for what I said and I stuck my tongue out at
him. I noticed another girl coming down the slide, her arms above
her head, and mentioned it to the boys.

"Here comes a showoff," I giggled. "That chick wants her top to
come off."

The two boys, my parents, my aunt, and I watched the girl hit the
water. Sure enough, her top went around her neck. When she stood
up, she didn't seem to be in much of a hurry to replace the top over
her boobs. The lifeguard told her to cover up and she did, taking
her time.

"That's disgusting!" Mom said.

"What's disgusting?" Dad said. "The fact that she isn't ashamed of
her body?"

"NO!" Mom snapped back. "The fact she has to wear a top in the
first place is disgusting."

"Mom!" I said.

"Well, it's just not fair that the men can go around without a shirt
and women have to wear tops. What's good for one should be good for
the other."

"Would you go around here without a top, Mom?" I asked.

"Probably not, but that's not the point. The point is that I HAVE
to wear a top. I don't have the choice to go topless if I wanted to."

"I would if I could," Aunt Sally said. "I'm not ashamed of my tits."

"I'm sure you would, Sally. You never did care if you were topless
or not when we were kids," Mom said. "Dad was always yelling at you
to put your shirt on."

"Dad didn't yell too much when I turned seventeen and had these,"
Aunt Sally said as she cupped both breasts and lifted them.

"Mom!" Frank said.

"Oh be quiet, Frank, it's not like you've never seen my tits
before," she said.

Dad was laughing and finally put his two cents in.

"Christ, Sally! Half the old neighborhood has seen your tits," Dad
said as he laughed.

"You never seemed to mind, Harry," Aunt Sally chuckled.

"This is way more than I ever wanted to know about my family," I
said. "Can't you guys wait until we're not around to talk about your
tits and stuff?"

"Okay, Jen, we'll cool it," my aunt said. "Your mom just gets her
panties in a bunch over what she feels is a double standard. I don't
like it either, but I know there's very little that can be done. As
long as the so called moral majority has their way, women will have
to keep their tops on."

By this time we were all walking away from the slide. We got to the
start of the Lazy River, grabbed tubes and all got into the slow
moving water. Our parents drifted away from the three of us kids and
we could still hear my mom complaining about the fact that women were
treated different than men.

"Wow, Frank," Eddie said, "you've seen your mom's tits."

"Mom's not very modest around the house," Frank said. "She doesn't
think anything of coming out of the bathroom naked on her way to her
room. Thank God she doesn't do it when my friends are over."

"Does it bother you, Frank," I asked.

"No, not really. Mom's been doing it as long as I can remember. 
It's just now that I'm older, well, you know."

"Hey, Jen," Eddie said. "Why don't you start running around topless?"

"I could never do that," I said.

"Why not, you've got nice boobs," Eddie giggled.

I was getting a little put off with my brother and wanted to shut
him up. I don't know why I said it, but I did.

"I know I have nice boobs, Eddie. I can't run around topless
because you'd spend all of your time in your room jacking off!"

Frank began laughing and Eddie just stared at me. Frank laughed so
hard, he fell off his tube into the water.

"She's got you there, Eddie," Frank managed to choke out.

Eddie yelled at my cousin and I to shut up and splashed water onto
his red face. I got close to the wall, pushed off with my foot and
spun away from them.

I heard Frank talking to Eddie as I moved away.

"She's right you know," Frank said. "She does have nice tits and
you would spend all of your time beating your meat."

"She's my sister, seeing her wouldn't make me do that," my brother
said.

"Bullshit, she's a girl and a very cute girl at that. Any guy would
get turned on seeing her boobs."

"I know," Eddie admitted, "but I'd never tell her that. After all,
she's my little sister."

"Sister or not, she's hot. If I lived with her, I'd have a woody
all the time. Shit man, I've had a hard time controlling myself
since I got here, and that yellow bikini, how can you stand it."

"It's not easy," my brother said. "It's not easy at all."

I was glad my back was to Frank and Eddie, or they'd have seen the
biggest grin on my face. I suspected that my bother found me sexy
and now I knew for sure. Even though I caught him playing with
himself that one time, I wasn't sure it was because of me. Now I did
know, the question was how I really feet about it.

We all gathered at the lounges for lunch. Mom and Aunt Sally had
packed a picnic and were setting out the cold turkey sandwiches while
Dad went for sodas. The five of us ate and talked about the rides
we'd gone on and the ones we wanted to go on.

After lunch, I stretched out on a lounge chair and relaxed. My
parents and Aunt went for a walk, telling us they'd be back in a
little while.

I heard my brother and Frank talking, looked up and saw Frank
pointing his camera at me.

"Smile," he said as he took my picture.

"Can you get the film developed before you go home?" I asked.

"I don't have to, Jen. This is a digital camera, I just have to
download the pictures onto the computer."

"That's cool, that way you don't have to wait," I said.

"What's really cool is the fact that no one else gets to see them,"
Frank said.

"Oh, I never thought of that," I said.

"Frank and I are going to go take some pictures, Jen," Eddie said.

"Can I come too?"

"If you want," my brother replied, "but we're planning to go to the
big slide."

"You guys going to take pictures of the boobies?"

"Maybe," Frank said.

I giggled and followed them to the big slide. We stood near the
pool, waiting for a girl to come splashing into the pool and lose her
top. As we waited, Frank took several pictures of me. I began to
pose for him and he snapped away. I tried to look as sexy as I
could, but I knew that it was only a feeble attempt. I really had no
idea what I was doing.

A girl finally came down the slide and Frank started taking pictures
of her. She had her arms above her head and when she saw Frank, she
smiled. Her top rode up and Frank took as many pictures as he could
before she fixed it, although, she didn't really hurry. We hung
around the slide for the better part of an hour. One more girl fell
victim to my cousin's camera, but all in all, he took way more
pictures of me than anything else.

Frank and Eddie began to taunt me to expose my boobs to the camera,
but I refused. It's not that I didn't want to, I did, but I was
afraid my mom would see the picture and get upset. When they
realized I wasn't going to give in, they both stopped asking. We
took the camera back to our spot and Frank hid it in his things.

We spent the rest of the day going on the rides and walking around
the park. We saw our parents a couple of times, but they were busy
talking and didn't say much more than hi.

After walking around and going down the various slides, I went back
to our spot and stretched out in a lounge chair. I watched the
people walking by; the tourists sunburned like I knew they would be.

At the end of the day, we packed up and got ready for the ride home.
I went to the changing house, removed my suit and pulled on a pair of
clean panties. I took out my bra, but decided against wearing it. I
slipped on my nylon warm-up suit and went back to wait for everyone
else to get ready.

It was starting to get dark by the time we reached the van. We all
climbed in and took our seats. Dad stopped at a fast food restaurant
and ordered burgers, fries and sodas for all of us. We sat in the
parking lot, ate and then headed home.

About a half an hour into our ride home, it started to rain. It was
very dark out and the wind was rocking the van. Frank and Eddie were
trying to get comfortable on the bench seat in back, but they weren't
able to. I offered to trade places with Frank and he readily agreed.
We switched and Frank reclined the seat I had been in. I curled up
in the corner of the bench seat and my brother tried to stretch out.

By this time, everyone was sleeping except for my dad and me. Eddie
kept kicking me in the leg so I slid forward on the seat so he could
stretch out. When it got too uncomfortable for me to sit on the edge
of the seat, I stretched out along side my brother. He rolled onto
his side and made more room for me on the seat, although I don't
really think he knew I was next to him.

After a couple of minutes, I reached over my brother and grabbed my
beach bag from behind our seat. Using the bag as a pillow, I
stretched out and tried to sleep. Every time the van hit the
slightest bump in the road, my nipples rubbed against the silky
material of my warm up suit. The friction caused my little nipples
to get hard and sensitive and I felt my vagina tingle.

I was just about asleep when Eddie's arm flopped over my side,
startling me. I was going to push it away, but for some unknown
reason I didn't. He wasn't moving his arm or hand so I just left it
alone. The van hit a bump and I felt my brother's arm tighten around
my waist. I whispered his name, but when he didn't answer, I assumed
he was sound asleep.

Just as I started to drift off again, Eddie moved his arm again and
this time, his hand touched my boob. I instinctively reached for his
wrist, but when his fingers closed around my boob, I stopped. Once
again I whispered his name, but this time my voice was much softer. 
I'm not sure he would have heard me if he was awake.

Part of me wanted him to move his hand, but in reality, I wanted him
to squeeze my tit harder. I really don't know what came over me that
night in the van, but the thought of my brother touching me was
turning me on. It wasn't real sexual; in fact, his hand was just
resting there on the bottom of my breast. The longer his hand
touched me, the more I wanted. Throwing caution to the wind, I moved
and his hand completely covered my boob.

The feelings that rushed through me caused me to gasp and for a
moment I held my breath to see if anyone heard me. I pushed my chest
out slightly and felt the pressure of Eddie's hand increase. He
still didn't move and his breathing was the same as it had been, so I
was really sure he had no idea what was going on.

I remained perfectly still for a long time and soon I was sleeping.

When we arrived at the house, I woke up to find my brother's hand
gone from my chest. He had his hand on his hip and was still
sleeping even after my dad called his name several times. I sat up,
shook his shoulder and he finally woke up. After rubbing his eyes
and stretching, my brother climbed out of the van and went into the
house with the rest of us.

I went to my room, closed the door and pulled the zipper down on my
warm up jacket. I slipped off the long pants and sat on the edge of
my bed for a moment. After trying to decide what to wear to sleep
in, I gave up and got between the sheets. I had never slept in the
nude before, but I decided to that night. I reached under the sheet
and removed my panties, realizing they were wet. I tossed them onto
the floor next to the bed and fell asleep.                                                                   <HOME>    <NEXT>