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A Clearing by the River Ch. 1 by Bluetrain Becky squeezed my hand and her
breathing quickened. Her eyes were wide and her mouth slack in the dim moonlight
as we watched our cousins through the thin, leafy branches. Though the night was
late, and the trees around us offered concealment from any passersby, she still
looked around every now and then, as if afraid someone would interrupt our
spying. But no one was around at this hour. My Aunt Maggie had kissed us both
goodnight, in our separate bedrooms, several hours earlier, and both she and
Uncle James were surely asleep. My sister Clare and cousin Ben, Becky's older
brother, were surely not, however. Through the leaves of the wild grape that
surrounded the moonlight-dappled clearing, we could see Clare laying on the
grass and moss, her nightgown rucked up around her breasts, her feet towards us,
her face out of sight in the shadows. Crouched between her thighs was Ben, his
bare bottom raised towards us, his shoulders disappearing in the dimness, his
head busy at Clare's crotch. His buttocks were flexing rhythmically, and I could
see his hairy crack in the diffused moonglow. What we were doing was bad, but
what they were doing was worse. Yet we couldn't turn away. Becky had passed me a
note earlier that day explaining that Clare and Ben had been disappearing each
night, awakening her with their footsteps as they passed her bedroom, and she
was determined to see what they were doing. There was a certain enticement, an
allure of forbidden fruit, a promise of sights yet concealed that kept my cousin
and me at the window. "It's just like Mama and Pa," Becky whispered in the
darkness. She was entranced by what she was seeing in the clearing, and her hand
was warm and sweaty in mine. Though she was a year younger than I was, I knew
she had done this sort of thing before. Will down the road had told me last June
that he had seen his older brother Cory take Becky by the hand and lead her not
protesting into the barn one summer afternoon. Will had followed them and had
quietly climbed the ladder to the rafters and watched as Becky pleasured Cory.
"First she took his drawers down and licked his cock," Will told me. "Then he
threw her to the hay, lifted up her dresses, and commenced to working between
her legs until they both cried out. After that, he straddled her chest and had
her lick him clean until he gave it to her in her mouth. Then she jumped up and
said she had to do chores and she ran out of the barn." Will's story had
entranced me as I thought of my younger cousin being mounted by the neighboring
farmboy, of taking his tool and seed in her mouth. I had asked Will questions of
sights and sounds, but he didn't want to answer and so I had left the subject
alone. "Last week," Becky whispered, continuing her story. In the clearing,
Clare moaned softly as Ben's tongue worked its magic on her. "Last week, after
they thought me asleep, I went down the hall to the closet to pee and as I
passed by their door I heard Mama crying out softly, as if she didn't want
anyone to hear." Through the branches we could see Clare's hands furiously
running through Ben's thick, black hair, her stockinged feet beating up and down
on his broad back. His right hand was lost in the darkness between Clare's legs,
but we could see his left hand on his own hidden cock, presumably stroking
himself. My own cock was rock hard and throbbing beneath my trousers, but I was
afraid of letting Becky know I was erect. She squeezed my hand again as she
continued. "Their door was open a crack and I knew I was being naughty, but I
peaked in and in the glow of the fire I saw Mama naked on her hands and knees on
the bed, and Dad was behind her. He was naked, too. He was kneeling and I saw
him bend over and lick her bum and stroke his cock. It was really big." She
paused. "What did he do?" I whispered back. "He was poking his finger in and out
of Mama's bumhole, and every time he put it all the way in she would softly cry,
like I've heard her do when Miss Combs gives her a massage." She looked around
her, as if expecting her father to come through the trees, then turned to me and
her eyes were as wide and dark and excited as mine were. "Oh, Bran," she
breathed, "I knew I shouldn't have looked, but it was the same feeling I'm
getting now watching Ben and Clare. I was tingling inside and couldn't stop. I
didn't even have to pee anymore." "Were you afraid?" I asked. "Yes, but I
watched even so. Mama was lying on a pillow, facing away from me, and as Pa
lifted his head up from her bum, she turned her face towards the door. Here eyes
were closed and Pa took his cock in his hand and pointed it at her bottom. Her
privates were sticking out behind her, but instead he aimed it at her bumhole. I
didn't think it would go in, but he slid in quick until he was all the way up
her bottom! Mama groaned, and that's when I snuck away, hoping they wouldn't
hear me." She paused, then added, "I was really ...
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