Subject: First Time Playing With My Cousin Kristi (f-solo)
Diary Date: August 19, 2000
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Although I wrote this to stand on its own as much as possible, it might help to
understand things better if you read my previous diary entries at
https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Kelly85/. The "About Me" directory also has a
lot more information about me as well if you're interested.
Summary:
We�d always been close and now as we got older we found new things to do.
Sometimes we would tease some boys and then tell each other about what we did
with them. It was pretty innocent at first until one day at my grandparents
farm we finally did more than just tell stories...
Table of Contents:
Chapter 1 � The Farm
Chapter 2 � The Barn
Chapter 3 - Back at the House
Chapter 1 � The Farm
====================
My cousin Kristi turned thirteen a few months ago, making her a little more than
two years younger than me. Extremely petite, she was also incredibly cute and
already a genuine boy magnet. My family usually visited my grandparent's farm at
least once a month. These were my dad�s parents; my mom�s mother lived alone in
Illinois as my grandfather had died back when I was nine. Although they weren�t
her �real� grandparents, my cousin Kristi would often come along to keep me
company, We always seemed to find something new to explore but when we left
home we had no idea how personal our explorations were going to become!
It took a couple of hours to get to the farm, thanks in part to my mom�s
insistence that we stop at a large outlet mall that near the exit where we got
off the highway. The last few miles were down a gravel road and my dad grumbled
as always at how dirty the SUV was after one of our visits. We eventually made
it and after greeting my grandparents and having some lunch, the old folks sat
in the living room, discussing the usual stuff which quickly became boring so
Kristi and I decided to go out exploring.
Farms are cool, especially if you don't live on one. We first went to the barn
where the cattle were sheltered and hay was stored. For whatever reason, the
cows never ceased to fascinate me and there were always at least a dozen cats
running around. Some years there were pigs but they scared me a little after
one started chewing on my tennis shoe while I was standing on the fence trying
to touch them! There were plenty of other places to explore as well; couple of
buildings for tractors and other equipment, an attachment to the barn where the
milk was stored, and a big corn crib.
The corn crib was my second favorite place to play. The whole corn was stored in
two bins on each side and in the middle was a ladder leading into the ceiling
over where I could jump down into a big bin full of shelled corn. It was more
fun than the plastic balls at Chuckee Cheeze! Out in the pasture was an old
chicken coop. There hadn�t been chickens in it for years and in past summers we
had turned it into our private clubhouse. Our favorite place to fool around was
the hay loft in the main barn. Depending on the time of year it had varying
amounts of hay in it and at this time of year it was pretty full after the
summer balings. We would climb up a thick hay rope and then drop down into the
loose hay piled below. My grandfather caught us one time and about had a heart
attack but we that didn't stop us from doing it when he wasn't around.
Today was a perfect hot August day so we were both wearing as little as possible
to try and keep cool. Unfortunately there weren�t any boys around as they would
have enjoyed seeing us in nothing but our short cutoffs and tiny bikini tops
that left little to the imagination. This far into summer our tans were at their
peak and Kristi�s blonde hair was bleached out to where it was almost white. As
she ran ahead of me to the barn, I couldn't help but notice that she�d grown up
a lot since this time last year. She was still more petite than other girls her
age which made most people guess her to be a year or too younger than she really
was. Her cutoffs seemed to get shorter every year and her cute little bottom was
more than just peeking out from them as she ran. Kristi�s boobs barely needed a
training bra � if she wore one, but when she wore a bikini top as small as the
one she was wearing today, what little she had was displayed at its best. I
noticed that as she was running her nipples would peek out over the edges until
she adjusted the bikini top back over them. There was only the two of us so she
didn�t seem to be as concerned about being seen and so by the time we arrived at
the barn doors it got to where she was almost falling out of her bikini top. As
we stood there panting, trying to catch our breath, she reached down and pulled
the top back up over them as if nothing had happened.
My outfit wasn't much different except my shorts were cut a bit higher than hers
to where there was barely enough material in the crotch to keep them from being
a skirt but that was about it. When I sat down the material would pull up into
my pussy like a string thong and rub against my clit which made it feel like I
was masturbating. On top I had what my father called �Kelly�s slut bikini� top
on. Normally I only wore it at home when I sunbathed on the deck but out here
on the farm it seemed pretty harmless. It was really nothing more than a couple
of triangles to cover my nipples with strings attached to hold it in place � and
not very well at that. Since I didn�t have much yet in the way of boobs myself,
it wasn't all THAT risqu�. Although my dad had joked about me looking like a
slut in it, I also noticed that he never told me not to wear it! I suppose it
doesn�t come as a surprise that my grandparents weren�t impressed with it and
before we left the house today I heard my grandmother questioning my mom about
it.
�Honestly Mary,� she huffed, not knowing I was listening from the next room, �I
can't believe you let your child go out looking like a street hooker.�
�Oh Alice, lighten up, times have changed and all the girls dress like this now.
Besides, who�s going to see her way out here anyway?�
My grandma just huffed. �Well, if she was MY daughter she would be wearing
something decent, no matter where she was. Good gracious, she may as well be
wearing nothing!�
I�m sure this went on for a while but I didn't hand around to hear the
conclusion. It seemed all of my relatives on my dad�s side of the family were
up-tight except my dad. I figured he must have just rebelled and thus ended up
being as open as he was about sex. Of course, my mom and her sister probably
had some influence on him as well! I knew he dated them both in high school and
even today they seemed closer than most brother and sister in-laws. My mom and
her sister had grown up quite differently from my dad. My maternal grandparents
were a lot more fun and not nearly as rigid as my father�s stern German parents.
My grandfather had died of a heart attack before I got to know him very well.
The one thing I did know was that my mom�s mother never hassled her about what
Kristi and I wore; and she lived in a town where people could see us rather than
out on an isolated farm.
As much as the debate went on about how we were being raised, to be honest I was
actually a bit surprised that my parents let us get away with wearing these
outfits. Even I knew that we were pushing the line a bit and as I went to leave
I turned and bumped into my dad. He took a good hard look at me and I half
expected him to tell me to change into something else. His reaction was
anything but what I expected.
�Hey girl, looking pretty hot these days!� he said with a playful wolf whistle
mixed in. He turned away but not before his eyes ran up and down me a few times
more. I couldn't help but feel really slutty which in turn made me feel good
inside. If my own dad was turned on by my outfit I could just imagine what the
boys would be thinking when they saw me! My mother�s came out then, apparently
having reached a truce with her mother-in-law. She gave me another once-over
and just shook her head in resignation.
�Quite an outfit, hun. I hope you appreciate what I do for you! By the way, I
hope you remember to shave if you plan on wearing that in public anytime soon,
looks like you�ve been lazy lately.�
I rolled my eyes in my best �Oh mom!� way. I huffed a bit and sat down in a
kitchen chair, spreading my legs apart for her to see. The shorts almost
disappeared as they pulled tight into my pussy and then I saw she was right,
there were a few short pussy hairs sticking out. I was not yet shaving totally
then � another year before that. I did try to keep it trimmed up and shaved so
there was no pubic hair poking out. My mom just huffed and waved me off.
�Well, go on and get out of here; no sense in worrying about it out here. Oh,
and be sure to cross your legs in public when you wear shorts like those! I
don't want any mothers calling me to complain that my daughter�s flashing her
boy!�
Chapter 2 � The Barn
====================
I finally made it through what was starting to seem like a gauntlet and joined
Kristi. As I mentioned, we ran to the barn with Kristi in the lead. After we
arrived and had caught our breath it was Kristi�s turn to speak.
�Did you see the look on grandma�s face when we walked by? I felt like the
Church Lady was glaring at us!�
I giggled as I recalled her in my mind. �Yea, I once overheard mom and her
arguing about my clothes but at least she doesn�t say anything to us.�
Kristi had a naughty grin on her face. �By the way, did you catch the wink
grandpa gave your dad?�
My mouth and eyes widened. �No way, cool! Wow, guess he�s not so stuffy after
all.�
We both laughed at the idea of our stern old grandpa sneaking a peek at his
young granddaughters. Wow, Grandma would have killed him if she knew! We
eventually got to the barn and checked it out. There was still the same old
wooden ladder that led to the hayloft. The steps were worn and smooth and I
remember when we were younger how scared I would get climbing up them. They once
seemed so high and the steps so far apart but now it was just a quick hop up
them to get to the hay loft. Kristi walked over to the steps and put one foot on
the bottom rung.
�Want to see what�s up in the ol� hay loft cuz?�
Without waiting for a response she was climbing up the ladder ahead of me. I
followed her and when I looked up I had an incredible view of her tight little
ass. I smiled slightly as I thought about how many boys would kill to have this
view! Like me, Kristi disdained panties and also like me, her hygiene had
gotten a bit sloppy lately and I could see some fuzzy brown hair poking out from
the crotch of her shorts. I knew from seeing her getting dressed and in our hot
tub that Kristi was not a �true� blonde; her pussy hair was a light brown color
that seemed to be getting darker as it filled in. Actually, the last time I saw
her naked was a few hours earlier when we got up and shared the bathroom.
Nudity was not something we were ashamed of in my household although my mom had
always warned us to be more discreet at our grandparent�s house. I remembered
noting that Kristi�s pubic hair was filling in more all the time. It was still
more fuzzy than hairy at this point but definitely had filled some over the past
few months. As I stretched for each rung I could feel my own shorts pulling in
tight which caused them to rub up against my clit, feeling like someone was
fondling me as I climbed. From the looks of it Kristi�s shorts were doing the
same to her and I could imagine how she was feeling.
Kristi was still a virgin and while I� been telling her all about my own sexual
experiences, we hadn�t done anything more than just talk and joke about sex.
Even so, I knew she masturbated regularly from the talks we had although we had
not done it together. As for me, I had sex for the first time when I was
fourteen and since then had been with a number of boys but I�d never been with a
girl a sexual way.
While the thought of a lesbian experience had crossed my mind, it was more of an
academic exercise than a sexual fantasy. My girlfriends and I were always having
sleepovers where typically we wore next to nothing while we talked about boys
and what we wanted to do with them. It wasn't unusual for the conversation to
get pretty naughty which often led to us masturbating together. We never did
anything sexual with each other like actually touching or kissing each other.
The closest I had ever come was with my first boyfriend�s sister. One time at a
sleepover at their house her brother fucked me in the basement (we were having
sex regularly so it wasn't anything new). I kept part of his load in my mouth
and upon returning to her room, when she teased me in front of the others about
what I had been doing with her brother I kissed her with his cum still in my
mouth. The look on her face was priceless when she realized what it was.
Unknown to the other girls, I knew she had the hots for her brother and although
she had pretended to be disgusted, she actually was thrilled to taste his cum.
That kiss was the closest I had been to a lesbian experience although if she and
her brother hadn�t moved when they did I think we could have gotten closer � a
LOT closer.
Maybe part of why I was looking at Kristi�s pussy in more than an academic way
was that it had been at least a few days since I�d been fucked by my boyfriend
and I was more than just a little bit horny. Seeing Kristi's tight little ass,
her perky small breasts, her thin tanned legs and now with her pussy with its
short brown fuzzy hair practically in full view, I found myself getting aroused
to the point my own pussy was getting wet and my nipples started to harden and
poke through my bikini top. I�d never felt this way looking at a girl before,
especially my cousin, and it was sort of unsettling as much as it was anything
else. At the top of the ladder I just shook my head clear of whatever thoughts
had been building up and tried to bring myself back to reality.
In the hayloft we found a large wool blanket in the corner that we spread out on
a pile of loose hay and the two of us laid next to each other on it on our sides
facing each other. Once again I noticed that Kristi�s boobs were about to fall
out of her bikini top but this time she either didn't notice or didn't care.
Kristi giggled. �So why do you think there�s blanket up here Kelly?�
I looked around and thought for a second. �I wouldn�t be surprised if the hired
hand brings his girlfriends up here once in a while. Have you seen him? You�ve
got to admit, he IS pretty hunky and I sincerely doubt he�s a virgin!�
Kristi laughed. �Well, it sure is comfortable enough here for THAT.�
�Why Kristi,� I teased her, �Now what would you know about such things? You�re
still a virgin!�
Kristi pretended to pout. �I�ll have you know that I�m not a virgin anymore.
For your information Miss �I�ve had sex and you haven�t�, I did it with one of
my boyfriends just a few days ago.�
I didn't have to act shocked - I was! Sure, I�d done for the first time when I
was fourteen but I always considered me to have been pretty young. Now here she
had done it a full year earlier than me! I WAS shocked by a different feeling
entirely, the feeling I was getting between my legs thinking about how she must
have looked when she did it for the first time.
�Wow Kristi, like when were you going to tell me about it or what?�
Kristi smiled a sexy grin and launched in a detailed description of how her
boyfriend had fucked her in her own bed for the first time. The sexy part was
that I knew Kristi and her mom had been sleeping together since the divorce, so
when she said she was fucked for the first time in her own bed, that also meant
in her mother�s bed as well! As she went on, leaving no detail out, I found
myself picturing her in bed with her boyfriend, offering herself to a boy in
that special way a girl can only do once in her life. I thought back to my
first time and the mixture of lust and fear that I felt as I watched him hold
his cock and guide it towards my waiting pussy. As Kristi described him
penetrating her, violating her virginity. I recalled the moment when my hymen
was torn along with the sharp pain that accompanied it. I had reacting
instinctively by trying to push him away to stop him from hurting me any more.
The immense pleasure that I was feeling soon overwhelmed any thoughts of wanting
him out of me and I pushed my hips up towards him, trying to draw him in me even
further.
As I listened to Kristi describing how it felt to have a cock filling her virgin
cunt for the very first time, I realized I had been subconsciously thrusting my
own pussy forward as I tried to draw in an imaginary cock. I could tell the
thought of recalling it was arousing her as well. As she whispered to me how he
finally entered her completely, the base of his cock pressed up tightly against
her crotch, her hand drifted down and over so as to be between her legs. I
looked down at her crotch so she would know I could see what she was doing and
she quickly pulled her hand up and her face flushed. I took her hand and moved
it back between her legs saying, �Don�t worry Kristi, I do it all the time. My
parents don't mind me seeing them do it and you shouldn�t be ashamed to do it in
front of me either. Besides, my friends and I do it together at sleepovers and
parties and we are closer than I am to them.�
I paused for a few seconds to let that sink in before going on. Her hand stayed
between her thighs but wasn't moving. I could tell she needed a bit if
encouragement so I asked, �Would it help if I did myself as the same time?�
Her eyes widened at my suggestion and then a coy smile appeared. A sudden urge
came over me and I leaned over to give her a kiss on her lips. Nothing earth
shaking, but definitely more than what first cousins would normally share. At
first she seemed uncertain but then she responded back and our kiss become more
passionate. She was obviously wanting this too because before I knew it her
lips parted and her tongue was exploring my mouth. We leaned back again, each
of us quiet as we tried to take in the enormity of what we had just done. I
mean, I had just kissed my favorite cousin like I would my boyfriend! Even more
than that, I realized that I liked it and my pussy was responding! I bit my lip
and looked at her in the eyes.
�Damn Kristi, are you as horny as I am?�
She just laughed but I knew she was feeling the same throbbing sensations
between her legs that I was. �Well, after that what did you think?�
I sat up and faced her. �I want you to do what you were starting to do earlier.
Show me how you liked to pleasure yourself. Think of me as your mirror. I�ll
do whatever you do.�
She gave me a long sly look and then asked, �Hmmmmm, does that mean ANYTHING I
do?�
Something told me that she was even hornier than me so �anything� could be
pretty broad. Even so, I just grinned and told her, � Why not just try and see
for yourself?�
�Well, you asked for it!�
Kristi then gave me a long hard look and sat up, unsnapped her cutoffs and in
one swift motion pulled them down and off. Without any hesitation, I did the
same after which she took off her bikini top, which really wasn't hiding
anything anyway. Once again I followed her lead which left the two of us
totally nude except for our shoes. Kristi sat down on the blanket, crossed her
legs Indian style and then leaned back on one hand with her other hand between
her smooth thighs. She closed her eyes and started to run her fingers lightly
through the short fuzzy hair that covered her little pussy. Her index finger
began to work its way inside her lips, reaching further down to get wet and then
spreading her wetness up to her clit. She worked her finger up and down this
way, getting herself wetter and wetter each time. Once she was nice and slippery
her finger started to concentrate more on her clit and her mouth opened slightly
as a low moan escaped.
All the while she was playing with herself. I mimicked her every movement.
Between seeing my little cousin playing with herself and my own feelings of lust
that were aroused from touching myself, I was in heaven! Even so, in the back
of my mind I couldn't get over that I was doing this with Kristi. We had shared
so much together growing up, sleeping together, teasing boys, and so forth but
we had never taken our friendship to this sort of sexual behavior. I watched
her as she played with her hot little pussy, rubbing herself faster. I did the
same and I could feel the beginnings of what was sure to be an incredible orgasm
starting to fill me.
�Oh god,� I whispered huskily, �I can�t believe I�m doing this with my cousin!�
Kristi didn't respond and even seemed to have forgotten I was there as she
uncrossed her legs and laid on her back, spreading her legs wide to open her
pussy more. Lifting her tiny hips in the air as if to offer herself to an
imaginary lover, she took her other hand and began to massage her breasts and
squeeze her nipples. She had two fingers inside of herself now, stroking them
in and out as her hips began to thrust up and down in time with her hand. I
still was having a hard time believing this was happening, two cousins lying
next to each other masturbating together!
Fortunately the barn was far from the house because neither of was able to stay
quiet for much longer. We were moaning and gasping, fucking ourselves as we
each dreamed of a hard cock inside of us, throbbing and growing until finally it
burst and a hot flash in my pussy told me his sperm was spewing into my swollen
cunt. I started to cum as I imagined him ramming himself into me, banging me
like a whore as he shot load after load of his seed into me. I cried out as my
whole body felt like it was bursting into flame, every inch of me burning with
passion and desire. My hips rose up high and I thrust my fingers into me,
holding them there like as if there was a cock pressing into me as the last load
of cum was pumped into me.
As I wound down and tried to capture my breath, I realized that Kristi was
cumming. I�d never seen her have an orgasm before and so I turned my head to
watch. My fingers played with my swollen and supersensitive clit as I saw her
writhing on the floor with her eyes closed and both hands between her legs. God
she looked incredibly sexy; this little thirteen year old was bringing herself
to a climax like an old pro! Her hips bounced up and down as she fucked herself
with one hand and played with her clit with the other. I was so turned on,
seeing my own cousin consumed with lust as she moaned and cried out with
pleasure while her orgasm overwhelmed her.
I couldn�t keep quite as I watched her. I was about ready to cum again as I
whispered to her, �Oh god Kristi, cum harder! Cum harder for me!�
She didn't say anything but I know she heard me as she crammed her fingers
deeper into her cunt, moaning even louder. �Oh yea, fuck me harder, fuck me
more!�
I imagined her boyfriend on top of her, his hard young cock drilling her tight
pussy as she begged him to fuck her harder. I came again, even harder this time
as I listened to her ranting on about how she loved to be fucked and wanted to
be fucked so badly. Well, if there was one thing I was certain of, I knew she
would have no problems having that wish fulfilled! There would be guys lined up
at her doorstep once the word got out that she was there for the taking.
Really, who could resist fucking such a tender young thing, so sexy yet so
childish?
We must have masturbated together for over an hour. Sometimes we would just lie
there slowly stroking ourselves and catching our breath and then going at it
madly again until we brought ourselves to one climax after another. Finally we
both just lay next to each other, exhausted and sweating. Our heads turned
toward one another and she smiled at me, a tired yet hungry look on her face.
�Oh God that felt so good!� she gasped, �Did you have as good a time as I did?�
Words could not have expressed my feelings at that moment so in response I
reached over, put my arms around her and kissed her again. This time we held it
longer than the first one. Her arms wrapped themselves around me as well as we
held each other tightly, neither of us wanting to end this moment. I felt her
naked and sweating body against me, her small breasts against mine, and our
nipples touching. I tried to imagine her boyfriend being with her like this as
he got up the nerve to fuck her for the first time. His hard cock must have
been pressing against her tight stomach, rubbing his hard head against her as he
lusted for it to be in her. Then I thought of him doing me instead, the feel of
his young teenage cock entering my swollen pussy, filling me and then cumming
deep in side of me. Kristi felt much different though than any of the boys I
had slept with, so much softer and sexier. I had never felt a girl against me
like this before and I wondered for a moment what would happen if I started to
fondle her? From the way she was pressing hard into me I knew she would let me
if I did. Wow, now I knew what it felt like to be a boy trying to get to second
base with a girl! For whatever reason I just couldn�t take that next step
though. She was my cousin after all and I just wasn't ready for such a thing so
finally we parted and the magic of the moment quickly melted away. Even so I
couldn't wait until I got home and saw my boyfriend � he was going to wonder
what happened to me at my grandparents when I attacked him!
Chapter 3 - Back at the House
=============================
Eventually we got dressed and headed back to the farm house. My mom was in the
kitchen with my grandma as we passed through. She looked at me a bit strangely
and for a moment I felt like she was looking straight into my soul and somehow
knew everything that we had been doing.
�Are you OK Kelly? You both are a bit flushed � you didn't get too hot out
there did you? You know you need to be careful not to get sunstroke!�
I wasn't about to tell my mom just how �hot� we had gotten when my grandma was
standing right behind her. We just said we had been in the hay loft which was
technically true. My mom gave me an odd look and I knew that when we got home
she would be expecting the �real� story� My mom loved to hear about my sexual
exploits and I think she lived vicariously through me. Well, wait until she
heard this one! I wondered what she would say when I told her about my secret
desires to have sex with Kristi?
Kristi and I played similar games together for years after that. We kissed and
hugged but never actually touched each other in a direct sexual way until a few
more summers went by but that is another story. In the meantime we just enjoyed
our erotic times together, masturbating while we told each other about the boys
we had been with and how it felt when they fucked us or when we sucked their
cocks.
Mmmmmm, I love my cousin!
THE END