Incest sex stories: 3 Cousins. Author: Squirrelboy. This story is including: Fantasy, Bi-sexual, Exhibitionism, Incest, Masturbation, Teen Male/Teen Females, Voyeurism, Young genres. Three young cousins discover how fun playing together can be.

Incest sex stories: 3 Cousins

Author: Squirrelboy

I was rather young when my family and I went to a birthday party at my grandma’s house. All of my cousins on that side of the family are girls, and most of them are extremely attractive, Samantha included. She is around the same age as me, so we naturally always hung out during these family get-togethers. At that time she had long, blonde hair flowing down her back, usually in a ponytail, and I remember that she was wearing a white tee-shirt and shorts.

She and I had retreated to the fifth wheel that my uncle owned, somewhere that we would sometimes go just to get away from everyone else. We’d usually just talk, but that day I guess we were looking for something to eat, because we were rummaging through my uncle’s cupboards.

“Haha… look at this!” Samantha said, and I brought my head around to see what she’d found. When I saw, I froze.

In her hands she held a calendar, the front of which showed a very buxom young woman clad in a bikini. I glanced away, but my eyes came back to the breasts on the calendar almost like they were magnetically attracted.

“Holy crap, these girls have big boobs.” Samantha was evidently looking at the various pictures on the back of the calendar when she said this, because she then started to flip through the pages to show me. When she got to September, she snickered and pointed. “Look, you can almost see her nipples.”

Indeed, the girl in question, brunette and short, had two fingers on each breast instead of a bikini top. The wink she was giving the camera made my nether parts begin to stir and I quickly put my hand down there for an adjustment. I was still young, of course, so I wasn’t very subtle about it, and Samantha looked down at where I was touching.

Instead of responding, she continued to flip through the calendar. December contained a photo with the previous eleven girls, all topless and pressed against one another in creative ways so as to not show the most private parts of their breasts.

“Do you like big boobs? I kind of think they’re pretty.”

I gulped and said, “Well, yeah, I guess, but I think most of them are too big, actually.”

“Have you ever seen real boobs? Like, naked?” Samantha put the calendar back where she’d found it and sat down at the little table. I joined her on the other side.

“No, not really,” I lied. I’d seen then a few times when sneaking a peek online, but I wasn’t about to admit that to my cousin.

“I’ve only seen a real… thingy… once,” she confided, dropping her voice and giggling. “My dad was outside tanning and usually we can’t see out there, but my mom had to come in for a minute. Cindy and me” (Cindy is her little sister) “saw my dad out there and Cindy was like, ‘Why does dad have a long butt in front?’”

She busted up laughing at this point, blushing a furious red. For some reason all of this talk of private parts was really making my penis erect, and I adjusted it again while I laughed with her.

“I’ve kind of always wanted to see one up close. Dad’s was so far away, you know? Besides, he’s old and my dad. Yucko!”

We sat in silence for a while as I finally got my penis in a position that didn’t make it feel like it would explode out of my pants.

“Have you ever wanted to see a girl’s boobs?” my cousin asked, and I think that’s when I realized where she was trying to lead the conversation. I glanced at her chest, the two small mounds of her breasts poking out toward me, and glanced away.

“Well, I am a guy, right?” I tried to say it nonchalantly, but I think I probably failed.

She giggled and blushed again, whispering, “I’ll show you my boobs if you show me your thingy.”

“Really, you want to see me naked?” I asked, giggling nervously.

I felt the breath of her own laughter on my face and realized that we were leaning toward each other, speaking quietly, faces inches away.

“No, not really NAKED,” she said. “I just want to see your penis!”

“Why mine?”

“Because you’re here and you have one?” Samantha pretended to glance over the table into my lap. “At least, I THINK you have one.”

“Oh, I do,” I said, still laughing. “But do you have boobs?”

“Yep!” she said, sticking out her chest and shaking her shoulders in a shimmy.

We both started laughing loudly, jumped, and then shushed each other.

“Well?” she asked, chin shaking in nerves.

“You first.”

“Okay,” Samantha said without hesitation. Her hands shook as she lifted up her shirt to show what I now know was a training bra. Then, without ceremony, she used her thumbs to push up the remaining material that covered her chest, exposing her two mounds of flesh, each topped with a tiny, pale nipple.

I stared at them for what seemed like a far too short of a time before she adjusted her clothing. Her face was a deep red, and she was breathing hard. I noticed that my own skin felt hot.

“Your turn,” my cousin said, jumping up. “Come on, stand up! I can’t see your thing through the table, silly.”

Neither of us were giggling any more.

I slowly stood, but must have hesitated a little too long, because Samantha glanced to the door of the fifth wheel and said, “Hurry, before someone comes!”

Deciding to get this over with, I quickly unbuttoned my jeans, pulled the zipper down and then yanked both my shorts and underwear down to my ankles. My penis, hard as a rock by this point, sprang up and slapped my belly, standing as if at attention.

Samantha, now white as a sheet, stared at my throbbing member for a long while, and when I started to bend down to get dressed, she stopped me.

“Wait, I want to see it really up close, okay? If you want to see my boobs like that, I’ll let you. I’ll even let you see my crotch, okay? Please?”

I could only nod.

She knelt in front of me and brought her face within half a foot of my penis, studying intently. It was nearly bald, of course. Her mouth was so close that I could feel her heavy breath touching my skin invitingly.

“Are those your balls? I always wondered what they looked like. They aren’t really balls, are they? Kind of like a… glob.”

“They… they’re like balls inside of the glob,” I said, my mouth dry.

“Oh. Can I, you know, feel it?”

“Sure, I guess.”

Samantha reached out her right hand, obviously tentative, and poked my left testicle with her index finger. After another poke, she squeezed it between her fore finger and thumb.

“Does that—“

The door suddenly slammed open and Samantha’s older sister, Mary, barged into the place saying, “What are you guys….”

The girl’s words trailed off as Samantha jumped and screamed in fright and I fell over backwards on my rump while trying to pull up my pants.

Mary, in spite of her pudgy, slightly nerdy appearance (she wore glasses), was one of the hottest girls I knew. Part of this was due to her bright blonde hair and long legs, but she also had huge breasts that would, later in her life, need to be surgically reduced in size. At that age, she probably had a nice D or DD cup size.

“Oh my GOD, what ARE you guys doing?” She quickly closed the door and started laughing hysterically. “Samantha, were you giving Brian a present!? It’s not HIS birthday!”

“I was just looking!” Samantha screamed. Then she looked at the door and quieted her voice. “Don’t you know how to knock?”

“Really, she was just looking!” I said, finally getting my pants up around my penis. “It was my fault.”

“No, I WANTED to see, Brian,” Samantha said.

Mary was still laughing uncontrollably, her face red, and tears ran down her face. Samantha and I looked at each other and back at her sister, both wondering if we were going to get in big trouble.

The older girl finally started to calm down a bit. “I’m sorry, that just surprised me so much. It was just kind of cute, you know? My little sister and my little cousin playing doctor! Can I see it, too?”

It took me a moment to realize what she was asking me.

“Mary! Stop being mean!” Samantha whined.

“I’m NOT being mean! I’m being serious! I’ve never seen a dick in real life before. Except dad’s… and that’s just gross. Well, I guess I’ve seen YOURS, Brian, now, but I want to see it again.”

I just stared at her.

“Oh, come on, I won’t tell. No one will know. I’ll even show you my tits and pussy if you want.” Her face went bright red and, if possible, she was breathing harder than Samantha had been earlier. “I bet Samantha will show you hers, too. In fact,” she continued, reaching to the door and locking it, “let’s just get naked. All of us. Come on! It’ll be fun! No one has to know!”

Mary giggled and sat down on the floor, legs crossed. Without warning, she reached out and started tickling Samantha, who started squirming and laughing immediately.

“I KNOW you want to do this, girl,” Mary said, laughing. “Come on, let’s get naked!”

Out of breath, Samantha looked at me. “Want to?”

I was completely at a loss. I’d fantasized about these girls sharing my bath and bed several times and a few of my wet dreams had even cast them as the stars, but….

But nothing.

“Yeah, sure,” I said, and we all started to disrobe at the same time. Since I’d already seen Samantha’s breasts, I glued my eyes onto Mary’s. She slipped her black shirt over her head, revealing her massive black bra and a belly that was a bit round. Within seconds, her bra was sliding down her arms and her two nipples were poking out at me. The nipples were small compared the rest of her breasts, and rather red. They looked as hard as my penis.

I glanced over at Samantha just in time to see her sliding panties down her smooth legs, revealing a perfectly bald pussy. She looked up at me and smiled as I pulled my own underwear back down, penis popping free once more. Both of our shirts, and her training bra, had already been removed a second before.

My eyes went back to Mary, who had removed her pants and was now pulling off a thong. Thin, blonde hair graced her vagina, but it had obviously been trimmed recently, more than likely so she could wear a bikini while sun bathing.