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 Title: That Summer Ch.  01
Summary: The lake and a road trip changes everything.
Keywords: inc,fic
   Houghton lake.  It's where I spent every summer while I was visiting my
grandparents from the time I was 8 years old.  They would use my aunt and
uncles cottage while I was there.  My aunt and uncle would usually come up
on the weekends to spend time with us.  They had a daughter who was two
years older than me which was theirs.  That first summer I was there they
adopted a little girl and then two summers later they adopted a boy.  We
all got along well even though there was an age difference between the
younger kids.
   Being 18 and just having graduated high school in the spring this was
probably the last time I would be able to spend the summer here.  I was
being thrust into adulthood.  I had to make a choice in my life.  Go to
college and gear myself for a career or try to find a job.  Either way I
had to do something but I was given the summer to decide what that choice
would be.
   I took it easy that summer and spent it relaxing and doing a little
fishing on the lake.  Jessica arrived at the house early Friday afternoon.
She settled into one of the upstairs rooms before coming down to hang out
with me.  It was the first time I had seen her the whole summer which was
odd considering how close we had been in the past.  She had a part time
summer job while she was off from college and it kept her busy.  She had
just quit since school would be starting in 3 weeks.  She wanted a little
time for herself before she headed back to school.
   I watched her glide swiftly down the stairs towards the living room. 
Something about her had my attention.  She had changed and filled out a
little more in all the right places.  She was my cousin but nonetheless she
was still good looking.  She wasn't a knock out beauty, more like the girl
next door with a quiet sexual aura.  She stood about 5 foot 7 with natural
blonde hair, brown eyes, small little pert nose, full lips, and a big
smile. Continuing down, her chest had filled out to around a B to small C.
They had good bounce as her feet hit the steps.  She had wide hips, not fat
and over bearing just wide hips which my German grandma gave the girls in
the family.  Her ass fit her hips and looked to be a nice handful.
   She reached the bottom step and smiled as she turned to the kitchen and
walked away.  She noticed the way I was looking as she turned.  I couldn't
help it, something inside was turning my desire.  It wasn't strong as of
yet but it was there.  She seemed to give a little extra sway as she walked
opposite of my direction.
   I dismissed the feeling and read a little more in my book.  She returned
with a drink in hand and sat on the couch next to me.  We started talking
and laughing almost like we hadn't been apart for the past 9 months.  It
was so natural and easy to talk to her.  The only thing that was different
was the fact that I couldn't keep my eyes off of her.  She noticed but it
didn't seem to bother her, it almost made her delight in the fact that I
was seeing her as something other than my cousin.
   The weekend past quickly and it was Sunday afternoon.  Everyone was at
the cottage now.  The place was buzzing with people and pets.  I needed a
break not only from the house but to try and clear the sexual thoughts my
mind was creating about the way my cousin looked.  I slipped from the house
and went down to the dock to sit and watch the water.
   "Whatca doing," Jessica asked?
   It startled me for a second but I didn't let it show.  I turned slowly
and watched her toned legs carry her across the soft grass towards the
dock. They look delightful as they moved and pulled the thin peach colored
fabric of her short little shorts tight against her mound.  Yum.
   She smiled as she came and sat next to me on the dock.  The shorts
pulled tight as she twisted herself down.  The fabric pulled hard and
showed a clear camel toe before it disappeared under her body as she
dangled her legs off the dock.
   "Just sitting and watching the water," I sighed.
   I shifted and tried to hide the rising excitement from my athletic
shorts.  She only smiled and watched the water with me.
   "You want to do our annual trip," she asked?
   For years we had gotten on the old pontoon type paddle boat and peddled
our way from the dock down to the canal that ran around the back side of
the houses across the street.  It was a challenge to peddle the mile and a
half down the lake just to get into the canal but we had done it every
year.
   "We would have to go today," I replied.  "Everyone is heading home in
the morning."
   "I'm game if you are," she jumped.
   Normally we would start at the crack of dawn and be back by
midafternoon. We would be pushing it to get back by dinner.
   "Fuck it, let's do it," I said standing.
   She quickly followed.  I watched her ass as she spun around.  I averted
my eyes before she found me looking and began to untie the rope that held
the paddle boat in place.  I pushed it away from the dock and took my seat
next to her on the bench seat.  We started paddling and the time past
quickly as we talked.
   We reached the mouth of the canal and headed down the winding path of
the deep black water.  We passed under the bridge and continued down.  We
normally turned back at the bridge but today we ventured further on. 
Finally we decided that it was time to head back.
   The sky became overcast and the wind started to pick up.  This was not
good considering we now had to paddle against both the wind and waves. 
Suddenly the sky opened up and began pelting us with ice cold rain drops.
They stung as the wind drove them hard against our skin.  We were both
freezing cold now and were looking for a way to get out of the cold.
   I turned to rudder hard and pointed us towards shore.  There was a
little gazebo on a dock that would provide some shelter.  I crashed into
the dock and tied the boat quickly as she bolted for cover.  Her little
shorts were now almost see through.  They clung tight to her ass cheeks as
she climbed from the seat.  The dark shadow splitting the center of the
material was a dead giveaway that she wasn't wearing anything under them.
My mind turned circles as I tied the rope to a cleat and joined her under
the cover.
   We were now out of the rain but still freezing as the wind continued to
swirl.
   "Fuck, I'm freezing," her teeth chattered.
   If that wasn't a dead giveaway then her nipples poking hard against her
shirt was.  I pulled her close and hugged her tight to try and warm her. 
It felt good to hold her and stay warm but it didn't do anything for my
rising cock.  Her soft flowery smell of her hair combined with the soaked
and clinging wetness of her clothes added to the excitement and made it
swell even more.  I tried to hide it but it's kind of hard when you're
pressed against another body.  She felt me poking her but didn't mind it.
Staying warm was more important to her.
   The rain lasted another 10 minutes before it quit.  The wind didn't let
up however.  The best thing for us was to get back on the boat and start
paddling towards home.  We untangled from each other and headed for the
boat.
   She climbed on and sat.  I watched her shorts pull tight against her
center.  Her mound pressed against them and a shadowy blur of her lips
rewarded my straining eyes.  I looked for a moment too long and was caught
by her smiling face.  My face burned red with embarrassment as I untangled
the rope and joined her.  Her soft face had a dark look on it.  It wasn't a
look of anger or hate, more of a 'did you like what you saw because I liked
that you were looking.' It rattled me a little as we started peddling hard
against the waves.  Was there something there?  Did she have the same weird
sexual thoughts for me?
   I turned to look at her face.  Her eyes shifted from my lap to the waves
ahead of us.  The lump in my shorts was not too noticeable but it was still
there.  On the dock, there was no way she couldn't have known what I was
thinking.  She was checking if it was still there.  Now she only smiled and
peddled hard with me.
   Curiosity maybe.  There had always been a closeness between us and maybe
that led to us being comfortable around each other.  Whatever it was, the
boundaries were shifting into something neither one of us had thought
about.
   I stole a look at her lap.  Her wet shorts hid nothing from my eyes as I
noticed a dark line running up from the triangle between her churning legs.
It stopped after a few inches.  I watched it flash in and out of sight as
her legs went up and down on the peddles driving the chain around the gear
to keep the paddles going.  I couldn't help but stare at the thin little
landing strip.  I was only an inch from seeing the top of her slit.  I had
never wanted to see something so bad in my life.
   "Hey," she cried.  "Am I going to do all the work here or what?"
   I snapped back and looked at her.  She had a wicked smile on her face.
She knew and her face blushed as I sat slack jawed and pushed the peddles
to keep pace.
   "Sorry," I piped.
   "For what," she asked coyly?
   "Um," I stuttered.
   "It's fine," she relented.  "Cute really, having a crush on your
cousin."
   I sat quietly and worked to get us home.
   I swung the boat around and got us on the dock.  She climbed off quickly
but not before I got one last look at her hidden treasure that wasn't so
hidden.  She glanced over her shoulder and swayed her hips as she headed up
the hill for the house.
   Her wet clothes lay piled on the floor in the bathroom as I shut the
door.  The steam from her hot shower still hung in the air as I turned the
water back on.  I striped my clothes and lay them on the floor next to
hers. I looked at the little peach colored shorts and couldn't help but
lift them from the floor and look at them.  Just minutes ago they were
touching the spot I wanted to touch.  It was a twisted fantasy I had had
for a while but I was always able to put it to rest.  Today had changed
that.
   I lifted the fabric to my nose.  I glanced around looking to see if
anyone was watching.  Not likely considering I was in the bathroom with the
door closed, it was more instinctive.  I pressed the seam where her mound
would have been riding against to my nose.  I inhaled deeply.  The deep
earth and musk smell went quickly up my nose to my brain.  From there it
traveled quickly down to my cock and swelled it with the knowledge that I
was smelling pussy.  I wasn't smelling any pussy though, I was smelling
Jessica's pussy.  My cousins forbidden pussy.
   I exhaled and pulled in another deep drag and realized something else.
She was wet before she took these off.  The rain water should have washed
most of the smell away but the fact that it was so strong only meant one
thing.  She wasn't the only one that was excited on our little trip.
   It was too much for me to handle.  My hand quickly found my cock and
started to slide quickly over the slippery head.  Within a minute I pressed
her shorts over the head of my cock and fired thick ropes of sperm into the
already wet material.  My hips bucked hard and I finished.  Satisfied, I
climbed into the shower with the shorts.
   I rinsed them off and wrung them out before tossing them back to the
floor.  I leaned against the wall and let the hot water warm my body.  I
felt relaxed after having released a lot of pent up sexual energy.
   I changed into some sweat pants and a long sleeve shirt to stay warm. 
The rain and wind had chilled me down to the bone.  Jessica had done the
same thing only what she had on was skin tight and showed that once again
she didn't have anything on under them, top or bottom.
   Chatter, clutter and noise filled the dining room as we all sat and
started eating.  Jessica and I sat next to each other like normal and we
stole some glances at one another.  We hadn't spoken about what had
happened on the trip.  There wasn't much to say really.  I saw her, she saw
what it did to me and we both liked it.  Where would it go from here?  I
didn't know at the time.  So it was as if everything was normal.  It wasn't
for me.  I couldn't stop thinking about what I had seen on the trip.  It
wasn't right for me to be having these thoughts but I couldn't stop them
and slowly I began to give up fighting them.
   After dinner she helped the women clean and get everything ready for
tomorrow.  They would be leaving for home in the morning and then in a
couple of days they would be heading to Florida to their condo for a 2 week
vacation.
   The news was sprung on me shortly after we all settled down in the
living room for evening TV.  My aunt and uncle would be leaving for Florida
on Wednesday.  All three of my cousins would be going too.  That was a plus
since Jessica would be going.  The down side was my grandparents had
decided they wanted to go as well.  That left nobody to take me to the
airport on Saturday so I could fly home.  My choices were to stay in
Detroit for 3 days at a hotel and go to the airport by myself or I could
ride with them to Florida.
   3 days in Detroit didn't sound like a whole lot of fun to me.  I guess I
was going to be driving to Florida.  Then they added another wrinkle to the
plans.  They were going to get my aunt in Illinois who lives an hour north
of Champaign.  I wasn't too happy with the whole thing.  I guess being in a
van with family was better than hanging around in Detroit and hoping I
didn't get mugged.  I slipped from the house and went back to the dock.
   It was dark now and an almost full moon flickered on the waves.  It was
calm and rain free as I sat and dreaded the trip home.  Driving straight
through was bad but making a 12 hour detour was going to make it even
worse.
   A stick broke in the distance and it got my attention.  I turned and saw
Jessica come from the shadows of the tall maple trees out into the light of
the moon.  She sat quietly beside me.
   "Not too happy about the trip I take it," she asked?
   "Would you be," I replied?  "I had a 3 hour ride home that just turned
into a 2 day trip."
   "It won't be that bad," she lied.
   "Right," I said sarcastically.
   "Truth or dare," she piped changing the subject?
   I cocked my head and looked at her.  It was another thing we did on
occasions.  It had been at least 2 years since the last time though.
   "Truth," I muttered.
   So the game began.  It started off normal but after a while it got a
little interesting.
   "Did you enjoy looking at me today," she asked?
   "Who wouldn't," I replied quickly.
   We both giggled nervously before I looked at her and waited for her to
decide her choice.
   "Truth," she sighed.  She was debating on the dare but held back for
now.
   "Was it exciting for you to have me look at you," I asked in a measured
tone?
   "It's nice to be noticed," she said after some thought.
   "Dare," I said boldly.
   "Hmmm," she thought.  "I dare you to go skinny dipping with me." Her
eyes were wide and her smile wicked.
   "Fuck no," I blurted out.  I would love to get her naked but the lake
wasn't up to my Florida standard of 85 degrees or more to swim in.  There
was no way I was getting into the water.  "That water is cold," I
continued.
   "Suit yourself," she teased.
   She stood abruptly and turned towards the end of the dock.  With her
back to me her top lifted over her head and it fell to the wooden planks on
the dock.  I watched as she walked further down the dock to get further
from me and the light.  She was just a shadow as she bent carefully and
slipped her pants from her waist.  She ran and jumped into the water with a
loud splash.
   Cold water or not I wasn't going to let this opportunity slip away.  My
clothes came off quickly as I raced down the dock and splashed in next to
her.  The water was cold and it sucked the air from me as I pushed on the
bottom and surfaced.  It was neck deep as my feet pushed hard against the
bottom.  I gasped for air in shock and was met by a wave of water as she
splashed my face.
   "Whew, that's cold," I roared.  She laughed hard.
   She splashed me again.  I batted the water back at her.  It became an
all-out war as we disturbed the peaceful night.  I reached out and dunked
her.  She fought for the surface and attacked me.  We kept our distance but
tried to dunk each other.
   My hand slipped and I caught a hand full of her firm tit.  I squeezed it
quickly but let go right away.  It was accidental.
   "Whoa there tiger," she quipped while laughing.
   "Sorry," I said.
   "Not half as sorry as you're going to be," she fired back.
   She started swimming hard for the stairs on the dock.  I wasn't sure
what she was up to but climbing the ladder out of the water meant she would
be exposed.  I wanted to get a look and she knew what I was up to the
minute I started to follow.  This only encouraged her to tread water
faster.
   She reached the ladder and climbed it quickly.  I only saw her white ass
in the moon light as she pulled herself from the water quickly.  Dam I
thought as I tried to catch up and get out of the freezing water.
   She bent down and grabbed her clothes quickly as she ran down the dock.
She grabbed my clothes along the way and laughed as I figured out what she
was up too.  She missed my shirt and didn't go back to try and get it.  She
knew I was on the last step before reaching the dock.  She slipped quickly
under the shadows of the trees.  The only thing I could hear was her
laughing all the way up the hill.
   "Fuck," I muttered.
   At least I had my shirt to cover myself.  I decided to use it to cover
my waist and head up to the house and see what the situation was.  Who was
up and where were they in relation to where I had to go to get to my room.
As I looked around I hear her giggling from above.
   "Yeah, real funny Jess," I teased.  I was trying to hold back a laugh.
   "I thought so," she laughed.  "You look like Tarzan with that thing tied
around your waist."
   "You want me to go all natural and scare the neighbors," I asked?
   "I dare you to," she roared.
   "Isn't it my turn," I asked quickly?
   "So it is," she replied.  I could make out her big smile as the light
shined out from her window above me.
   I said the first thing that came to mind.  "I dare you to show me your
tits."
   She started laughing hard and had to pull herself away from the window.
   "Haven't you seen enough of me today," she finally managed to say?
   "Not unobscured," I said honestly.
   "Haha," she laughed a little sinister.  She sat and watched me watching
her.
   "Well," I asked?
   With a twisted smile she leaned out the window and lifted her top to
reveal her perfect breasts.  Her nipples twisted hard and pointed out in
the cold night air.  She left her shirt up much longer than I expected
before returning it back down to its normal position.  I stood quietly, awe
struck as she smiled down at me.  She loved what she was doing to me.
   My cock was straining under my shirt as I held it over my waist.  She
slipped from the window.  My boxers and pants flew from the sky and
fluttered down to the ground near me.  I dropped my shirt and pulled my
pants up my legs as she watched.  I don't know how much of me she saw but
she was still smiling when I snapped the elastic across my waist.
   "I had fun today," she said softly.
   "Me too," I replied.
   "See you in the van on Wednesday," she asked sweetly?
   "Yeah, I guess," I replied.
   "Night," she said before leaving the window for good.
   I went inside and tried to get some sleep.  The images of today
continued to flicker through my thoughts.  Her camel toe, the wet fabric
against her mound, the wetness her mound left in her shorts, the feel of
her tit in the brief moment, the sight of them from up above.  My cock
strained the sheets high off my body as I lie on my back and finally feel
asleep.
   ***
   We left late in the evening on Wednesday.  We all piled into the Dodge
Sprinter and headed for Illinois.  It was a packed ride with 8 people in
the van.  After we got my Aunt I wouldn't have a seat and would have to
ride in the back on the floor.  All the luggage was stored on the roof in a
cargo box.  I didn't mind it though.  I would just sit in the back and
sleep.
   The diesel motor hummed along the interstate for hours until we were
well into the night.  I decided I wanted to lie down and rest in the back.
I clicked out of my seatbelt and flopped down in the back.  Jessica joined
me shortly after.  She tried to get comfortable in the now tight squeeze of
the back.
   "Don't look," she said.
   "What," I asked?  I turned and looked at her holding some shorts.
   "I'm going to change into these so I can sleep a little better," she
replied.
   "Sure," I said.
   I turned my head and looked out the back window at the headlights behind
the van.  The full moon brightly lit up the dark sky.  It provided dim
light in the cab of the van.  She started shuffling around and kicked her
pants off.  She bumped me a couple of times.  I turned my head to get a
peek at what she was doing.  She laid flat on her back and lifted her legs
up to pull her shorts up her legs.  My heart jump as my breath caught in my
throat.  Just the thinnest piece of fabric covered her most intimate part
of her body.  I couldn't help but stare.  Her legs flattened on the floor
as she lifted her hips and finished pulling them over her hips.  Her tiny
little red thong was now hidden by a short pair of grey shorts.  Her mound
pressed hard against the silky red fabric before it slipped from sight. 
She smiled a devious little smile as she caught me in a dead stare.  My
wood started to stir in my shorts.
   "Pervert," she teased.
   I smiled a nervous smile as she fluffed her pillow a little.  She rested
her head and smiled at me still.  She loved teasing me it seemed.  That
little red thong turned my mind.  I wanted to touch so badly.  I couldn't
take my mind off the valley between her legs.  I was so close to it.
   "What," she asked teasingly?
   "Sorry," I muttered.
   "No you're not," she joked.  Her eyes looked at the lump in my pants.
   I rolled slightly to try and hide myself.  She turned her head and tried
to get comfortable.  She lifted a leg and bent her knee.  We were sleeping
head to feet in opposite directions so I could see right up the loose leg
hole.  Her thong teased my sight as she rested and pretended to try and
sleep.  I could just make out the puffy edge of a lip.  My hand lay right
at her hip and was no more than 6 inches from the gap.  My hand was shaking
with desire as I wanted to touch.  I wanted to feel her skin.  Wanted to
see what she would let me do.  Wanted to see how far she would let this
teasing go.
   I didn't.  I remained still but continued to watch until sleep called
me.
   I awoke later on that night.  I didn't know what time it was but it was
still dark and I know I hadn't slept all night.  I had rolled onto my side
at some point trying to get comfortable in the cramped van.  Jessica was on
her back with her legs tangled one under another.  Her one arm was draped
over her face, the other under the seat.  Her one leg was resting against
my hard on and my arm.  Her soft skin felt electric against my arm.  Her
shorts were still open and loose.  I could make out the red lines in the
moon light.
   My mind turned as my hand moved to her leg right above her knee.  I
couldn't help it anymore, I had to feel her skin.  I waited for her to
react.  Nothing.  I started making small, soft circles watching her for
anything.  Nothing.  Only the hum of the motor and the soft voice of a late
night radio talk show filled the cabin of the van.
   I pressed harder and worked my way up and down her thigh.  I loved the
feel of her skin.  Its warmth and softness as I pressed my fingers to it.
The way it depressed and glided under my fingertips.  Still there was
nothing from her, just the soft rise and fall of her chest.  She was still
sleeping or just doing a good job of pretending.
   I continued, couldn't help what I was feeling.  I had never felt this
type of excitement and desire.  My palms were sweating, my heart pounded,
my breath was quick but under control.  My cock throbbed into the lower
part of her leg.  I crept higher and higher up her thigh until I was right
at the edge of her shorts.  I retreated and felt the smoothness of her skin
on my way down to her knee.  Her knee was about as far down as I could
reach.  I could probably get as high as her little oval belly button if I
reached hard.
   I circled her knee and then climbed up the inside of her thigh towards
the line of her shorts.  My hand touched both her legs as I neared her
center.  They felt warm and yielded easily to my touch, her soft skin
inside her leg.  I retreated again and still she lay motionless.  My cock
had to be purple and I know it was leaking fluid inside my shorts.
   I stroked my way back up to the little line I hadn't crossed at her
shorts.  I slowly, painfully inched under her shorts.  My heart was beating
so hard I felt the whole van could hear it pounding.  I didn't take the
direct route but stayed outside the valley and stayed clear of her panty
line.  My fingers came to rest just inside her hip bone where the string
hugged her skin.  I held still and waited.  Her arm still covered her face
so I couldn't tell but she wasn't stopping me.
   I let my fingers slide down where her shorts became tight at her ass.  I
came back down to mid-thigh before returning under her shorts.  I went more
inside and felt the soft flesh of her inner thigh.  My fingers met the
lacey line of her tiny thong.  I moved up and felt the soft swell of her
mound.  It was so inviting, calling me to go further.  I crossed them and
went to the opposite side.  The silky material slid smoothly under my
fingers.  I drew circles on the material.  I could feel the soft tuft of
hair she had groomed under the cover of silk.
   My hand was deep inside her shorts, I could see them pressing the
material of her shorts up as I continued playing gently with her in the
valley between her legs.  Her legs were parted slightly and would allow
just enough room to press down further into her center.  I went for it.  I
felt her slit as I traveled down.  My hand caught against her thigh as I
felt her warmth and moistness in between.
   I didn't notice her arm move.  I didn't notice her eyes watching mine. I
was focused on that little area of flesh between her legs.  Her legs opened
a little more, letting me get a little deeper inside.  Then I noticed.
   "What are you doing," she mouthed?  She wasn't mad, no anger in her
face. The look of surprise and something else met my eyes.
   I froze!  My thumb was touching moist skin on both sides of her thong
right at her entrance.  My fingers were spread over the triangle, the
middle one on her clit.  I couldn't respond.  What could I say?  Nothing.
She only smiled.  Then unexpectedly she parted her legs further, giving me
more space.  Permission?
   I pressed my thumb into the material.  It held me out but sank into her
hole some.  Wetness spilled onto my thumb as her hips turned to meet my
advance.  I watched her face as I pressed.  A smile that turned to pleasure
as I worked my thumb into her stickiness.  I pushed the thin strip out of
the way giving me an opening into her pouty lips.  So sticky and wet as I
sank my thumb into her wetness.  Her walls clung to the roughness of my
thumb as a soft moan escaped her lips.  Hungry.
   I circled her soaked hole and felt her lips part.  I wanted her clit.  I
tried to find it but the tightness of the material made it challenging.  I
reached and pulled the top of her panties.  They rolled down and got
tangled in her shorts.  I had more room to work now.  My fingers found her
fleshy folds soaked and hot as I pressed her little button with my middle
finger.  Her hood folded back and opened her nub for more pleasure.  My
thumb found her dripping hole again.
   A deeper moan escaped her lips now.  Her hips rolled and lifted to
increase my penetration.  Sticky cream flooded my hand.  It smeared around
her mound onto her thighs as I pressed her folds open.  Her hands softly
moved to her hips and started to push her shorts down her legs.  I was
shocked by her bold actions but was relieved that I was being given more
room.  She brushed my cock as she pushed them down to mid-thigh.  Her hand
returned and caught my cock through my shorts.  She pulled gently at first
before releasing and running her hand up my leg hole.  She grabbed my cock
and started pulling hard.
   Wet, soaked, sticky, and undulating her hips hard, she whimpered softly
as my thumb pushed deep.  I rubbed her clit hard and spread her juice over
her tight mound.  Wet with desire she tried to be quiet but again moaned a
little louder than she should have.  It didn't get any attention.  I kept
scratching, clawing at her cunt as she pulled my cock hard.
   My fingers opened her and pressed her hard.  Her smell was starting to
find my nose and it reminded me of her shorts in the bathroom.  I twisted
my fingers around and drove my pointer and middle into her hole.  It was
open and wet and pulled my fingers tightly as I pressed them inside hard
and deep.  She pressed into me just as hard.  She wanted release as bad as
I wanted to touch her.
   It was incredible the feel of her.  Her creaming hole soaked me up to my
knuckles and everything else that was near it.  I continued to press her
wet ridge, the space between her legs, that forbidden area I shouldn't be
in.  Her whole body was tense with excitement.  All at once she let out a
deep groan.  Her body convulsed and shook as she started to cum.  She was
cumming hard and rolled her head to bite her pillow.
   She settled and released the pillow.  Her sticky cum dripped on my
fingers as I continued to press her slowly.  The whole thing was wild.  I
couldn't believe I had touched her, couldn't believe I had masturbated her
and she let me.  Her hand continued to tug my over stimulated cock.  I felt
myself start to cum.  I tried to get her to stop but she wouldn't let up. I
fired thick ropes of cum into my boxers and shorts.  Her hand was just as
soaked as mine when she stopped jacking me off.
   We both stared at each other.  She smiling and panting, me still in
shock at the turn of events.  Her shorts still at her knees, my hand still
touching her wet lips.  Her hand still inside my shorts feeling my cum,
rolling it around on her fingers.  Resting.
   The van suddenly started to slow and the bump, bump, bump of the
reflectors vibrated the van as we started down an off ramp to make a stop.
In no big hurry she retracted her hand and smiled as she wiped my cum onto
my soft cock outside my shorts.  Her devious smile crossed her face as she
tugged her thong up first then her shorts.
   "You're bad," she whispered in my ear followed by a soft kiss on my
cheek.  Her hot breath on my ear sent a chill down my spine.  She climbed
into her seat and waited until we reached the gas station.
   I let the van clear out before I bolted for the bathroom.  I couldn't
get my luggage from the top so I had to do the best I could do and clean
myself up.  I was still wet and sticky but the bulk of the mess was gone
when I returned to the van.  Jessica was in her seat, nothing further would
be happening tonight.
   ***
   We arrived at my aunt's mid-morning.  It was decided we would stay here
for the day and then resume our trip tomorrow at 5 in the morning.
   There was a nothing out of the normal between Jessica and me.  We went
about our day and nothing was said about what had happened in the van. 
They came and went a few times during the day so we really didn't get a
chance to talk.  We had some alone time on the front porch late in the
afternoon.
   "You were so bad," she said.
   "You let me," I replied quickly.
   "Me," she cried, eyebrow raised and a surprised look on her face.  "I
didn't put my hands into my cousin's shorts."
   "But you did," I retorted.
   "Only after," she quipped.  "Kind of hard not to when you are doing that
to me."
   "Was it ok that I did that," I asked sheepishly?
   "Bad," she sassed.  "But, it was nice to be touched.  Haven't had that
in a very long time."
   "But," she continued.  "We really shouldn't be doing that."
   "You said yourself you liked it," I came back quickly.  "I liked it."
   "Not saying I didn't like it," she smiled.  "Just said it was bad and we
shouldn't be doing that.  I'm your cousin, I'm family."
   I felt deflated.  I hadn't wanted to be with somebody so bad in my life.
The look on my face said it all.  She read it quickly.
   "Don't look so sad," she said softly.  "Maybe you can touch me here,"
she pointed.  Her hand touched her soft leg covered by a short skirt. 
"But, not here," she teased.  She lifted her skirt and showed me her white
panties.
   "What about here," I asked?  My hand touched the side of her breast.
   "Bad," she laughed.
   "So maybe here all the way up to here," I asked?  My hand traveled to
the edge of her panties under her skirt.
   "Hmmm," she growled.  Her head tilted exposing her neck.  A sign of
yielding and surrender.  "Maybe."
   "But not here?" I crossed my hand to her center and pressed the triangle
of fabric in the valley between her legs.
   She shuttered at my touch.
   "We will see," she moaned.  "You do something to me, make me get all
weak and shaky when you look at me with those eyes."
   I pressed into her gap a little harder.
   "No, behave," she teased.  She stood and walked away with the sway in
her hips.
   ***
   Dinner.  We sat and waited for the food to hit the table.  Jessica sat
right next to me.  I was going to behave, not be bad as she said.  Her leg
bumped mine a few times under the table.  I turned to see what she wanted.
She had this look on her face, playful.  It alerted my senses and made my
hand move under the table cloth to her knee.  I touched it and gave it a
gentle squeeze.
   Her eyes, that smile, it was ok for me to be here.  I rubbed it gently.
Stroked up and down her smooth skin feeling it tingle with excitement.  I
went higher and higher up her leg until I found the edge of her skirt.  I
rested my hand there, tickling and drumming my fingertips right at the hem
line.  A wicked little smile on her face while I did this.  She was daring
me to go higher, but not wanting me to do it.  Wanted to feel my touch in
front of the family but not thinking I had the guts to do it.  Excitement.
   My fingers turned and I pressed under the hem.  She cocked her head and
gave me a look.  Bad.  I pressed on until I was right up to her inside
thigh.  Much higher than she thought I would dare to go.  I was still safe
where she said I could touch her, her rules.  My fingers pressed the soft
material of her white panties.  Her head turned again.
   "Can I have the salt," she asked?  She scooted forward in her seat,
hiding more of her body under the cover of the table.  Permission.
   I stroked her panties, around her thighs.  Her nipples grew hard as she
let me.  Loved me touching her, letting me feel her skin.  Then her napkin
went to her lap and set it down.  Her hand got my wrist and softly took it
away.  Mouthed behave as she let it go under the table so not to draw
attention to us.  I relented and moved back to her knee.  Moved slowly up
to the hem of her skirt but went no further.  We ate this way.  Compromise.
   I helped with the dishes and cleaning.  Jessica disappeared.  I found
her out on the front porch swing relaxing and listening to the night.  I
sat next to her timidly.  She smiled so softly.  I loved that smile.
   "Bad," she teased.
   "Me," I asked dumbly.  "I didn't go anywhere I wasn't told I couldn't
go."
   "Bad," she repeated.
   We sat and swung on the swing just listening to the night.
   "Truth or dare," she asked?
   "Truth."
   "How many people have you been with," she asked?
   "4," I replied honestly.
   "Stud," she joked.
   "Hardly," I replied.  I looked at her.
   "Truth."
   "When was the last time for you," I asked?
   "I beg your pardon," she said flabbergasted.  "What makes you think I'm
not a good little girl?"
   "Oh, Jess," I laughed.  "If you only knew."
   "Do tell," she smiled.
   "The dock last year," I started.  "John was visiting and you two were
out on the dock.  You were wearing that short little skirt."
   Her eyes grew wide as I started to describe the events.
   "He had his hand under your skirt and it was working back and forth
quickly.  Probably pressing into you as you moaned.  I couldn't see
everything clearly but I could figure it out.  Only a matter of time before
it wasn't his fingers plunging into you."
   "You shit," she laughed.  "And you watched?"
   "Only for a minute," I offered.  "Was kind of hot though."
   "Ok, you got me there," she relented.
   "So how jealous were you," she asked?
   "No, no, no," I said quickly.  "You haven't answered my question yet."
   "Well," she thought quickly.  "It was with John and we broke up in
November after Thanksgiving so I guess it's been since then."
   "Dam, has it been that long," she asked mostly to herself while
laughing?
   "Poor thing," I teased.
   I got a quick swat to my arm before we both started laughing.
   "Truth," I said.  She was dying to ask the next question.  "And yes, I
was jealous of him."
   "But why," she asked?
   I let her get in another question without putting up a fuss.
   "I don't know," I said.  "I guess because you are sexy.  I don't know
really.  Animal lust I guess.  Seeing him and wishing I was there instead."
   "How long have you wanted to touch me," she asked quickly?
   "I've had the feelings for a long time but ever since the boat ride,
something changed.  Seeing you like that did something to me."
   She took in this new revelation as she pondered her next choice.
   "I guess the lake gets me into trouble doesn't it," she joked.  We both
laughed at that.  It was a good way to break the tension.
   "Truth," she said.
   "Were you teasing me or was it innocent?"
   "A little of both," she said.  "Considering how long it has been since
my last time, I'm a little over due for some attention."
   I looked at her mouth as she said this.  Watched her body language.  The
way she moved was so loose and perfect.  She felt comfortable and at ease
with me.
   "Truth," I said.
   "What are you thinking right now," she asked?
   "Those lips," I said looking at her mouth.  Her lips were full and flush
red.
   She giggled.
   "Dare," she said mischievously.
   "I dare you to kiss me."
   Her eyebrows raised.  The look of lust crossed her eyes.  She looked
around.  She leaned in and kissed my mouth.  I opened, she opened.  Our
tongues found each other as we kissed right on the front porch.  All the
people in the house and here we were kissing on the front porch.
   We kissed for a while, much longer than I thought we would.  We parted,
both panting and looking at each other.  Her face flush with desire. 
Cheeks molten, ears even turning a little red.  Her breath caught in her
throat as she spoke.
   "Wow," she sighed.  "Not bad."
   "Thanks," I said.
   "Truth," I said.
   "How bad do you want me," she asked?
   It was a bold question and I had to measure how I was going to answer it
but I couldn't take too much time doing it.  I tried to stall.
   "That's a bold question," I said.
   "Game over then," she teased.
   "A lot," I replied quickly.  I couldn't come up with anything cleaver so
I said what I wanted.
   "Jessica," my uncle called from the inside of the house.
   "Bad," she said to me as she stood.  She leaned down and kissed me
quickly one last time before going inside.
   She didn't come back out.  We settled in for the night and rested for
the long ride to Florida.
   5 a.m.  came early.  We piled in and started off on the last leg of the
trip.  I got into the very back and laid down to rest.  Everyone else had a
seat.  The trip was uneventful until after dinner time.  We were near the
Tennessee, Georgia border when the tire blew out.  My uncle did a great job
of holding the van under control and coasting off the highway.
   We sat on the side of the road and listened to the cars fly by as he
tried to change the tire.  Problem was there was no spare, he had bought
the van used and never thought twice about looking to see if they had a
spare.  We had to get towed to a repair shop.  After we got there we got
more bad news.  They had a tire but the rim was bent and couldn't be used
anymore.  He could order a new rim and it would be here in the morning. 
That meant an overnight stay at a hotel that he hadn't budgeted for.
   Two rooms and an extra cot, it was settled.  It was me, my aunt and
uncle, Jessica and my other aunt in one room and my grandparents and my two
other cousins in the other room.  Jessica and I would share a bed.  My mind
was turning circles when she told me.
   "You have to behave," she teased.
   "Says who," I joked back?
   "Me," she giggled.  She gave me a soft slap as she bounced away to the
bathroom to change.
   She came back out in a long t shirt with some dark panties on under
them. They could be seen easily through the thin material.  She jumped into
bed and tucked herself under the covers.  She let her shirt ride up showing
me her panties as she did.  With a bright smile she reminded me to behave.
I laid flat on my back and tried to sleep.  She started out facing me,
gently touching my arm before falling asleep.  I tried to sleep but I
couldn't.  Between her just being in bed with me and my uncle sawing a
whole forest down with his snoring I couldn't get a wink.  My hand drifted
to her thigh and started working from there.
   I worked it up slowly over her hips to her tummy.  I was just under her
shirt as I rested my hand flat on her tummy.  I could feel it gently rise
and fall with her breath.  I felt her oval little belly button.  Felt the
cool skin as I slowly crept up towards her breasts.  I reached the edge of
her mounds of flesh.  Waiting and resting I stopped there.  Feeling the
soft rise and fall of her chest.  Her little nose flared with each breath
of sleep.
   Carefully I cupped my fingers around the tender mound and felt the
weight of them.  Her breath never changing as her nipple curled and met my
palm.  I circled it with the tip of my finger felling its rubbery texture.
She shifted slightly but didn't wake.  I retreated.
   My hand lay still on her tummy once more.  Feeling it kept sending
tingling feelings to my cock.  It strained so hard in my boxers that it
escaped through the hole.  My fingers started working once more.  They
traced her skin left to right, touching her ribs as they rode up and found
her soft mounds of flesh again.  I didn't cup them this time, I circled
them before heading back down.  Traced her navel and felt the very fine
hair that led me down further.
   My fingers met the elastic line of her panties.  I traced over them into
the triangle that was between her thighs.  Her slit just dipped with the
fabric separating my fingers from her skin.  I rubbed over her panties,
touching the lace the guarded the edge of the leg holes.  Traced that line
all the way to her hip and back to her navel.  I rested again.
   Fingers trembled as I pressed under the line and continued with the soft
feel of her hair as it guided me to her center.  My fingers dipped into the
line of her slit.  Soft skin parted as my finger sank further in.  Dampness
met my fingers letting them slide easier.  Her lips folded open as I
reached the apex of her puss.  I let my fingers trace her lips, right along
the edges of her sex, feeling the stubble tickle my fingers.
   She finally stirred.  She took my hand in hers and held me.  She didn't
take it away just felt my fingers touching her lips.  Yielding.  I started
to move again, just touching her lips.  I didn't press in, just rubbed
gently over them feeling them move under my touch.  She released and lifted
her hips removing her panties down to her mid-thigh.  Her leg bumped my
cock as she shifted.  She rolled onto her side and faced away from me.  I
followed.
   My cock strained and bumped her ass.  It wedged its way right up her
crack pointing straight up her back.  She sighed as she felt it.  Skin to
skin, my heart jumped in my chest.  My hand returned to her hip and worked
down to her center.  My fingers once again parted her lips.
   Wetness spilled onto fingers as I touched her puss.  I touched the small
opening and was flooded.  She was soaking wet.  She had a waterfall of
juice seeping from her.  She ground on my cock as my fingers worked her
hole spreading her sticky wetness around her lips.  A soft deep sigh
escaped her lips.  It was barely audible over the loud snoring coming from
the other bed.  She didn't seem concerned, just content on letting me rub
her and grid her ass against my cock.
   Slowly my cock slid up and down her ass.  At one point she pulled away
allowing my cock to point straight out.  The curve of her ass pushed it
down further and into the wet space between her legs.  She continued to
push it deeper into the gap between her legs.  My cock was right there,
right at the curve of her ass.  Then I slipped over her puss.  I could feel
the tip pressing her lips apart.  I was splitting her, slipping easily on
her juice.  Her lips spread their juice over my hard cock.  My fingers
continued to work her clit.  Soft moans were slipping from her mouth more
often now as my cock pressed her lips open.  She continued rocking her hips
making it feel as though I was inside her.  My fingers bumped my cock
letting me know I wasn't in.
   I wanted to drop just a little further and let my cock part her and sink
in deep.  I left it to her, didn't want to ruin where I had gotten.  Her
ass pushed against my hips as she rocked.  She rolled harder and leaked
more juice onto my flesh.  My head caught her opening.  She was in
position, the curve of her body was leading my head to her center.  She
rocked back and away slightly with a deep gasp, letting my cock fall away
from her entrance.  Her breath was ragged and caught in her throat as she
pressed back.  My head just poked into her again.  The ridge was just
outside her hole as my finger caught the soft underside of my shaft.  I
pushed it in a little more letting the helmeted head enter her.
   "Hmmm," she growled.
   She pulled back taking my head from her hot stickiness.  She pushed down
which kept my cock out now.  Just sliding on her center now, splitting her
lips apart again.  She was so wet.  My cock was soaked too.  Her sex
started to find my nose now, the deep earth and rich scent swelled my
member further.  She tipped her hips hard again and my cock found her
center.  It just poked into her, her hole pulling at it and wanting to fill
her.
   Suddenly she shook, breath ragged as she started to cum.  My head
slipping in and out ever so slightly, not full penetration but not on the
outside either.  One deep push and I would be in, but I would let her make
that decision.  Her cumming and rocking sent me over the edge.  I whispered
as controlled as I could.  "I'm going to cum."
   "Ok," she rasped.
   I came all over her wet lips.  Thick ropes of cum spilled out over her
little cunny, down her thighs and up her ass as she pulled away a little.
It quickly soaked the sheets.
   "Mmmm," she sighed very softly now.
   We remained together just holding each other.  My hands roamed her damp
skin.  Her smell was intoxicating and within a few minutes of gentle
touching I was hard again.
   "No," she whispered, making a big O with her mouth as she rolled her
head to look at me.
   "Sorry," I said.
   "I bet," she teased.  "Give me your shirt so I don't have to sleep in
your mess."
   I gave her my shirt.
   "Now go to sleep," she swatted me gently.  "And behave." Her voice was
different, happy, content.
   "Can I hold you," I asked?
   "No more touching, snuggle with me or nothing," she yawned.
   I pulled her close and took her hand.  Our fingers tangled together as
we slept again.
   Light reflected off the wall from the bathroom as my eyes opened.  I was
still spooned up against Jessica as I took in the situation.  My aunt was
still sleeping on the cot.  My uncle was not snoring anymore but still
lying in bed.  My aunt was in the bathroom brushing her teeth.  The clock
read 7:42.
   I rolled away from Jessica and faced the window to hide my morning wood.
She felt my movements and awoke.  She rolled out of bed and headed for the
bathroom.  I remained resting in bed and drifted off again.
   Voices made sleep vanish again.  Jessica was back in bed with me as I
turned to look.  The rest of them were deciding what they were going to do.
My uncle wanted to get to the repair shop and see what the progress of the
van was.  My aunts were going to see if the others were awake yet and then
find some place to go and eat.  They didn't want a fast food place either,
they wanted to sit down and have something cooked.  They all left and the
room was empty now.
   "You were bad last night," she sighed.
   "Who me," I played dumb again.
   "Yeah, you silly," she laughed.  "With them right in the room too."
   I rolled over to her now.  "No one here now is there," I asked?  My hand
found her tummy, her shirt was up in a pile near her breast.
   "Bad," she giggled.
   My fingers circled her navel before sliding down to her panties.  I
crossed under the soft fabric down to her slit.  She shuttered as my
fingers touched her slit.
   "You can't keep touching me like this," she moaned.
   "No, why not," I asked?  My fingers dipped down and were soaked.  "You
seem to like it."
   "My body doesn't know it's you touching me, it just knows it likes it,"
she quipped.
   "Nothing wrong with that," I countered.  My fingers pressed hard as her
legs opened more.
   "Yes, but what my mind is thinking isn't," she gasped.
   I pushed them in deep and twisted them around in her hot mess of juice
that seeped around her edges.
   "I'm sure mine is thinking the same thing," I whispered.
   "Bad," she moaned.
   I kept plunging into her.  Spreading her juice all over the inside of
her legs, into the material of her panties.  Her breath continued to get
ragged, catching in her throat.  Short rasps left her soft lips.  I wanted
to kiss her, feel her tongue fight with mine.  She was reading my mind as
she looked at me.  Our lips met in a soft kiss.  We were both facing each
other hip to hip kissing as I fingered her.
   I worked her right up to the edge then slowed to keep her from going
over, teasing her.  Her cheeks were on fire as she rocked her hips to make
my fingers find the mark again and bring her release.  I brought her back
to the edge again but wouldn't let her fall.  She moaned into my mouth as
my other hand worked her panties off her hips and down her thighs.
   One swift movement and her panties were off.  She sat and pulled them
down herself before straddling me and settling down on my lap.  My cock was
already out of the hole in my boxers and was pressed into my belly as she
sat on me.  No words were spoken as my fingers pressed between her legs
again and worked the soft flesh of her lips.  Her mouth crushed mine as she
hungered for my mouth and release.
   Her hips undulated on my fingers and my pinned cock.  I was splitting
her in half as my shaft spread her lips wide and slid easily along her
slit. We were so close to fucking.  Her wetness made it feel real but the
lack of circular pressure around my cock let me know I wasn't.
   My fingers were slipping along her wet lips, opening her up as she
rocked her hips against them.  My fingers were stimulating myself too.  She
was dripping, soaking wet with juice and right on the edge again.
   "Fuck, this feels good," she moaned into my mouth.
   My hands left her again.  I roamed her body, touching her, feeling the
curve of her ass around to her hips.  She continued gridding on my cock,
letting it press hard against her clit, continuing to split her and open
her.  It rode back then forward parting her lips easily as she ground her
hips hard when the base of my shaft pressed hard against her clit.
   "Fuck me," I whispered.
   "No," she cried.  "We can't."
   "Say it," I countered.  "Say you want to."
   "Oh, fuck," she cried.
   "I just want to hear you say it," I moaned.
   She was hot and panting now as my hands found her breasts.  I twisted
her nipples as she pulled forward, my cock sliding all the way past her
opening and up to her asshole.  She kissed me even harder as she pressed
back and rolled her hips.
   The way her body was and how slippery we were, my cock found her opening
and pressed in without any resistance.  Delicious.  Just the head at first,
but with each roll of her hip a little more would slide in.  Forward and
off but always going back into the same position.  She could have pulled
away but she continued pressing me into her.
   "Say you want to fuck me," I whispered into her kiss.
   "Oh, fuck," she relented.  "Fuck me, fuck my wet little pussy."
   Her hips rolled and I sank into her tight wetness.  All the way in until
the base of my cock rested against her puffy parted lips, deep into her
hole.
   "Fuck me," she cried.  "Fuck me and fill me with your cum.  This what
you wanted, want to fuck your cousin?"
   She pulled away until my tip was just at her entrance.  Her little cunt
like a mouth pulling me back in.  She sank back down now and pressed her
hands against my chest.  I was buried deep into her belly as she looked
down at us.  I was puffing her lips apart as my cock rested deep inside her
womb as one.  Fucking.
   "Fucker," she cried.  She continued rising and falling, letting us
remain as one.  My cock felt the tightness of her cunt as she started to
cum.
   "Cumming," she cried.  She buried herself and undulated her hips feeling
me touch her deep as the base of my shaft rubbed on her clit.
   I began to cum too.
   "Fuck me, fill me," she puffed.
   I sprayed into her, filling her with hot ribbons of white cum deep into
her womb.  Her hips rolled as the height of pleasure started to drift away.
   It was over.  She slumped down and mashed her chest into mine.  I ran my
fingers over her ass.  She was wet with sweat and sex.  Yum.  My cock
didn't deflate as we kissed softly.
   "What is wrong with you," she asked?  She rocked her hips and could feel
me still pressing hard into her.
   I shrugged, what could I say?
   She rocked again.  I slipped so easily inside of her, we could have
fucked again right then.  I could have stayed here all day and fucked her.
She leaned back and grabbed her panties pressing me deep into her.
   "Bad," she giggled.  She pulled off my cock and pressed her panties to
her puss so she wouldn't leak everywhere.  "Put that away, it's going to
get us in trouble."
   I pushed my wet cock back inside my boxers.  She went to the bathroom
and cleaned up, changed and returned to the bed.
   "Still," she asked?  My cock pressed hard against my boxers.  I
shrugged.
   "Get dressed, they should be back any minute."
   I quickly changed as her phone started ringing on the night stand.
   "The van is ready," she cheered.
   They returned, rounded everyone up and we started down the road.  We
turned off quickly at a little diner and parked.  We all entered and were
seated.
   Jessica sat close to me.  She had this look in her eyes.  Lust.  I had
never seen a look like that before.  We ate and she teased me while doing
so.  Hand in my lap touching me.  She was like a cat in heat.  I finished
first and headed for the bathroom.  I pissed and splashed some water on my
face.  Looked at myself in the mirror.  I could only smile at myself.
   I opened the door and was met with her kissing mouth.  She pushed me
back into the bathroom and locked the door behind us.
   "Good thing I wasn't some stranger," I teased between kisses.
   "Wouldn't that have been funny," she laughed.  "Would have been some
lucky guy since I want a little something for the road."
   "Here," I asked?
   "No, out in the van," she hissed with sarcasm.
   I looked around the run down bathroom.
   "Your loss," she flipped her hair around and turned to leave.
   "No, this is fine," I chimed in quickly.  "We got this sink." I gave it
a wiggle and it shook against the wall.  It wasn't going to hold anything.
"Or the wall." It was dingy and full of greasy finger prints and what ever
else the restaurant had plastered on it.
   "Or this," she offered.
   She turned and lifted a leg on the toilet.  Her hip hugging jeans pulled
tight against her ass as she looked over her shoulder at me with lust in
her eyes.  Perfect.  As I looked at her ass I noticed a small piece of skin
hanging out from between her legs.  I leaned in for a closer look.  Her
swollen lips protruded out a small gap in the seam of her jeans.  Wow.
   "Bad," I teased stealing a line from her.
   "Easy," she countered.  "Don't have to get my clothes on this super
clean floor."
   My nose nuzzled her lips and inhaled her scent.  Delicious.  My tongue
extended into her delicate folds and tasted her for the first time. 
Exquisite.  I lapped at her cunt now.  Pulled her lips into my mouth and
sucked on them exposing her small inner lips.  Her center flooded juice
onto my chin.  I tongued her center, pressing it deep into her tight sex.
She tipped her hips allowing me deeper.  I found her clit, pulled it into
my mouth and rolled it on my tongue.
   "Fuck me," she begged.
   I stood, unzipped my shorts and freed my cock out the hole.  I pressed
forward and found her puss exposed out the hole in her pants.  It was
strange to see her pussy being framed by her pants.  The cut in her pants
were made that way, she had planned this and had these pants before today.
I wondered if she had even used them for this before now.
   I sank into her deep, slipped so effortlessly into her belly.  The teeth
on my zipper squeezed against my cock as I bumped against her ass.
   "Fuck," she moaned.  The sound rattled around the walls of the small
bathroom.
   She giggled at that, covered her mouth as her eyes rolled in her head.
The bathroom fan rattled above as we met each other with soft slaps of
fabric.  Her wetness let my cock slide so smoothly along her center.  She
was soaked.  It collected on my zipper and made it sticky.
   My hands roamed her body as hers pushed against the wall.  One pulled
her hip helping guide her into me as my other tucked under her shirt.  I
circled her navel, listened to her sigh and moan as I did.  I continued up
to her tit.  They were free from a bra as my palm covered her nipple.  It
pressed into my hand before my thumb and pointer pinched it.
   Her body shuttered as a wave of pleasure coursed through her body.  She
growled as I scratched lightly down her side feeling her ribs ripple under
my fingers.  I loved touching her body, feeling her skin.
   "Fuck," she growled.  "I'm close."
   My cock pressed hard into her as she undulated her hips.  I was pushing
deep and finding her end.  Her cunt tightened around my cock, milking it as
she started to cum.  I followed quickly and started filling her tight
pussy. We both bucked wildly as we came together.  Slowly we stopped, just
enjoyed the feeling of us being one again.
   "You weren't supposed to cum in me," she laughed.
   "Little late now," I sighed.  Post orgasmic bliss was a wonderful thing.
   "Stay put," she ordered.
   Like I was going to go anywhere.  My dick was still ridged and not about
to deflate anytime soon.  What this woman did to me, unbelievable.  She
rolled some tissues from the roll and balled it up.  She worked quickly to
unbutton her pants.  Her hand slipped inside and felt my cock still pressed
deep inside of her.  Her fingers circled it where it was stuffed into her
hole.  A smile crossed her face as she felt the wetness smeared all over
the inside of her legs.
   "Out," she relented.
   I slipped free.  Her hand quickly covered where my cock had been and
sopped up what leaked out.  I unrolled some and cleaned us off of myself
before returning my cock back into the confines of my shorts.  She wiggled
free of her pants.  They bunched at her ankles.  She sat on the pot and let
more drip out.  I stood stupidly watching.  She was so open and unashamed
of being exposed to her cousin now.  Just smiling, looking up at me with
those eyes.  Desire.
   She fumbled in her pocket.  Pulled a tiny pair of black thong panties
out, ones that tie at the sides.  Sexy.  She stood, tied them on her hips
and turned.  Her ass looked hot as she pointed it back to my lap and pulled
her pants back up.  The small gap showed a little skin that her thong
didn't hide but for the most part all you saw was black.  Not that she
would be bending over in front of anyone but me.  Standing and washing her
hands, you couldn't tell there was a gap in the middle.  I knew, my cock
did too and it wouldn't go down.  Fuck.
   She kissed me.  "Thank you, I needed that."
   Her hand found my cock, squeezed it roughly.  Her eyes sparkled as she
found it still hard.
   "Bad boy," she teased.
   The door opened and we both went out.  We rejoined the rest.  We got a
weird look from her mom.  I sat and tried to look normal.  I looked at
Jessica.  Her face was flush and had that glow of a fresh fuck.  I looked
back at my aunt, she wasn't interested anymore.  We finished and then
headed back to the van.
   We drove.  Made it through Atlanta in an hour.  It was still plugged
with cars even at this time of day.  I always hated going through Atlanta.
I rested after that, closed my eyes to get some sleep.
   I awoke.  Noticed it was just dusk now.  Her hands touching the lump in
my pants.  A devious smile on her face again.  She saw my eyes watching
her. My turn to ask the question.  "What are you doing?"
   Her full lips parted in a big white smile.  She tossed a balled up black
piece of fabric at me.  It hit me in the face.  I knew immediately what it
was even before I pulled it to my nose.  Zzziiippp.  My shorts opened.  My
eyes bulged as I saw her pull me out.  She licked her lips and lowered her
head over my nob.  Ecstasy.
   She went all the way down, my cock touched the back of her throat.  Her
muscles tightened around the tip.  She held then retracted off slowly,
teasing me with her eyes.  They looked up at me through her tangled hair.
She sank back down.  The van dipped over a bump in the road.  Reality came
back through the pleasure.  We were in a van full of people.  We were
pressed against the back seat so we weren't out in the open.
   She read my looked.  Bobbed a few more times then climbed up my body. 
My cock pointed up towards my face as she spread her legs over my hips. 
Her hand slipped between us and pointed it up to the gap of skin in her
jeans.  My tip pressed her lips apart, opening her slit as she looked at
me. Wild.
   Mouthed, "dare me."
   I looked at the back of the seat, trying to see all the people in the
van.  I couldn't see anything but the fabric that covered the metal frame
that shielded us from them.  I could only imagine what they were doing.  My
tip dug into her hole a little.  I felt her soaked cunt tighten around the
tip.  I looked at her again.  She cocked her head waiting for my answer.  A
wise man once told me if you turn down pussy you never get that chance
back. I tilted my head the way guys do when they acknowledge something
silently.  She sank and smiled.  That perfect smile.
   She fell down to my face, kissed me softly and rolled her hips bringing
pleasure to us both.  Fucking.
   "Don't cum in me," she whispered.  Her hot breath on my ear made me
shutter.  "I can't afford the mess."
   I nodded again.  Slowly, painfully slow, she just undulated her hips,
pressing my cock deep into her womb.  I bumped the end of her sex with each
push.  The zipper digging into my cock.  My hands pulled the button loose.
Fingers soaked from her juice as we moved as one.  I rolled my shorts down
my hips a little to give relief.
   Fingers found her clit.  Soaked and protruding from its hood.  I circled
it.  She trembled and bit her lower lip hard to keep from moaning out loud.
I circled it gently, feeling it get harder and wetter.  She pulled up high,
keeping the tip inside as I scratched her clit.  Rolling her hips hard,
feeling my fingers press her clit.  I pressed one against my cock and
filled her tight hole more.
   "Fuck," she huffed.  It was breathless, mostly air and barely audible
but next to my ear.
   She started cumming.  Soaking my cock and fingers as she just bounced on
the tip.  She looked at me after she calmed.  Questioning me if I could go
on.  I could feel the tingle but I wouldn't cum yet.  Another silent tip of
my head.  She sank, my fingers found her hips.  I dug them into her skin,
loved the way it yielded to my touch.  Fully penetrated, she simply rolled
her hips.  Loving the feeling of my cock buried inside of her.  My hands
felt her sides, rippled over her tight skin as I crossed her ribs.  Her
arms pressed into the floor at my head.  I tickled her pits, teased for a
moment.  She giggled before falling to my face and kissing me again.
   My hands never stopped roaming her body.  I loved her skin, the swell of
her breasts.  The space between them up to her collar bone.  My lips found
her neck, silently kissing her there.  Watching her react and pant in
silence.  Driving her wild, loving her riding me.  Feeling her rise ever so
slightly and then fall.  Feeling her weight pressing me to the floor. 
Rocking her hips, keeping me deep inside.  Her cunt soaking my boxers as
she leaked sticky wetness from her center.
   Fingers climbed to her back.  Felt her tight shoulders as they held her
delicate body up.  Scratching down her spine, the soft skin sliding under
my fingers.  Reaching her hips and taking them into my hands.  Rolling them
so it pushed her ass up and pulling her away slightly.  My hips now left
the floor and gently bucked into her wetness, sliding so freely along her
velvety inside.
   Her head pulled from my lips.  She whipped her hair around to get it off
to one side.  Lust as she stared back at me.  I pushed at the same slow
pace as she panted.  She made no sound as she watched my eyes.  She came
back, kissing me tenderly again.  Hair draped back over us.  Covering our
faces as we were lost in our own little world.  Nothing inside the van was
there, just her and I.  I rubbed her back up to her tits again.  Cupping
them and pinching her nipples.  She bit my lower lip, loved to have them
pinched.  She pulled my lip out and released.  Panted hard as another
orgasm overtook her body.  Mine was close.  I concentrated hard so I
wouldn't cum.
   Her eyes closed in pleasure.  The look on her face was of pure joy.  I
loved the way her little nose wrinkled as she tried hard not to make a
peep. Cheeks flushed red and her breath ragged, she came hard.  Flooded my
cock again as she came.  Her eyes opened and rolled before they closed
again.  Lips swollen from excitement and kissing.  Priceless.
   She slumped into my chest taking away the space I had made.  Her hips
pressed hard against me and held me still.
   "Fuck," she sighed.  "No more, I'm going to be sore."
   A sigh of relief.  I could barely hold on now.  My cock ached for
released.  She pushed herself up and released my cock from her depths. 
Sticky and wet it still pointed and called for her.  She wiggled down and
took it into her mouth with no hesitation.  Didn't mind the taste of her
own cum.  She swallowed me down.  I touched the back of her throat again as
she sucked me.  I bucked my hips a little letting her know.  She let me
fire into her throat.  Didn't gag, just took what I gave her.  Swallowed it
down, all of it.  Every ribbon I fired into her mouth she drank.  Sucked my
cock dry before releasing and smiling at me.  Exhausted.
   She came next to me, curled up by my side and pulled me close to her. 
We rested, fell asleep and didn't wake until the van slowed at an off ramp.
   I untangled from her and looked out the window.  We were on the road
that took me home.  It was late in the night now.  Two left turns and we
were at my driveway.  Jessica snuck in a soft kiss before I worked my way
out of the van.  The house lights were on letting me know my parents were
expecting me.
   "I will drop your stuff off tomorrow," my uncle said as I climbed from
the side door.
   "Thanks," I said.  Waved good bye as they continued on the the condo.
   to be continued....
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That Summer Ch  01