She giggled as his hand slid down her back. Her shirt was riding up enough that the dimples of her back were visible. He poked each one before continuing to slide his hand down. He rested it on her butt while leaning closer to her shoulder, determined to convince her his actions were absentminded. Finally he reached the leg of her shorts. He rested his hand on the inside of her thigh for a while until she got used to it, then he slid back up, under the cloth of her shorts this time.
Mel stifled the sound she wanted to make as she felt his fingers touching her inner thigh. He did not stop until he reached her actual crotch. Finally he was touching the cloth of her panties. There was no way she had not realized what he was doing but he continued to play dumb. He even asked her questions about the game she was playing as if he was completely unaware of his hand’s actions. The whole time he continued to play between her legs as he pleased.
He pushed the cloth against her crotch and ran his fingers back and forth until he had identified both sides of the outside of her cunt. Then, carefully, he pushed the cloth in-between them. She held her breathe while continuing to focus on the game. Her eyes were losing focus slightly though.
Her panties prevented him from reaching too far inside. Once he reached the limit they would allow, he began to rub the walls of her cunt back and forth. He told himself he only wanted to feel the cloth but he himself knew he did not need to push it inside her to do so. He had ulterior motives that he was not admitting to himself.
When the stimulation was too much for her, Mel let go of her held breath and gasped. Justin quickly withdrew his hand from her crotch. She looked over her shoulder at him with red cheeks, daring him to make an excuse. He remained silent for a while. When he was finally about to speak though, the sound of the front door startled them both.
Mel quickly pulled herself out from beneath him on the bed and stood up. As she walked to the door of the room, she stopped to look back at him. He was still staring at her swaying butt, completely mesmerized. She quickened her pace and left the room. She was not sure if she liked his new found interest in her body. She was flattered but his actions frightened her. Couldn’t he just ask politely to touch her? Was he afraid she would say no so he was just going ahead without her permission? Or perhaps he didn’t think he needed permission. They touched each other all the time last year. Perhaps he thought they were both still just playing.
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After lunch, the two of them lazed around on the couch watching TV. His mother sat between them for a while but eventually went to prepare supper. As soon as she was out of sight, Justin slid closer to Mel on the couch and placed his hand on her leg. She could not believe how incorrigible he was. It was like he had no restraint.
She let him run his hand up her leg and even shifted slightly so he could get his hand back inside the pant leg of her shorts. She felt incredibly sneaky; practically spreading her legs for her cousin while his mother was in the other room. When she felt his fingers pushing her panties inside her again, she closed her eyes and leaned her head on the armrest. She tried to relax so she would not make any sudden sounds like last time.
Justin took his time. He swirled his fingers around the entire inside of her cunt, touching every wall that he could reach. It felt rough to her because her panties were still in-between his flesh and hers. Eventually he began to curl and uncurl his fingers like he was digging inside her. She sucked in a large breath and released it slowly to keep from making any sound.
With his other hand on her inner thigh, he moved her left leg so he could get a better view of the gap in her shorts. He was subconsciously interested in her insides but in his mind he was still just interested in how her body looked, especially how she was dressed. He pulled his fingers out of the pant leg and ran them up and down the crotch of her shorts. She sighed with relief. She was finally able to open her eyes and sit up slightly. She caught a glimpse of his face and how mesmerized he looked.
She felt really proud without knowing why. Almost eager to please him, she lifted her shirt up above her breasts and showed off her bra to him. He wasted no time redirecting his attention. This one had a clip on the front which he undid immediately. Her perfect perky breasts sprung into view, bright like her skin with red touches on the sides and a valley of freckles. He squished them with his hands, making her suck in another breath and close her eyes again.
Once again, he was not really aware of how she was feeling. He knew little about sex or stimulating a woman. He was just interested in how her body felt to his hands. He brushed her nipples slightly and was not surprised when she gasped. His nipples were pretty sensitive after all. Just like tickling though, the reaction was much stronger when someone else was doing the touching. Unaware of the point of stimulating her, he saw no reason to bother her ticklish areas and tried to avoid touching them again.
Instead he let his hands travel down from her breasts to her stomach. He loved how cute her bellybutton was. Unlike his it stuck outward. He justified his curiosity about her body and interest in the opposite gender in his mind. He knew enough about girls’ bodies from his mother, but he was never as interested in examining her as he was Mel at the moment.
He had just put his hands on her waist in preparation to pull her shorts down when his mother’s voice interrupted them from the kitchen. “You should both take a bath before supper!” she shouted.
“You mean together?” Mel asked.
“If you must,” she grumbled.
Mel looked at Justin. “Isn’t the bath too small?” she reminded him of his excuses from the day before.
“For us to have enough room to ourselves, it would be. If you don’t mind us sticking to each other a lot, it will be fine,” he redacted his excuse skillfully.
She looked down at his hands on her waist. “I don’t think touching each other will be that bad,” she answered smugly. He moved back so she could stand up. He expected her to put her shirt down so his mother would not see anything as they walked to the bathroom but to his surprise she simply pulled it the rest of the way off over her head, along with her bra.
Justin once again became mesmerized watching her breasts jiggling as she walked toward the stairs. Mrs. Weller turned around just in time to see her topless niece. “Wait until you’re in the shower to strip,” she grumbled. Knowing the two were going to bathe together meant they would see each other naked anyway. Justin need not have worried about his mother’s reaction. Despite what she said on the first day, she was also used to their behavior from last year as well. In her eyes Justin was still a child uninterested in the opposite sex.
Mel had already pulled down her shorts before Justin entered the bathroom after her. She was about to do the same with her panties but he grabbed her hands to stop her. “Let me,” he spoke a little forcefully. She let him back her against the sink counter to make room in the small bathroom. He slid his hand into the waist of her panties and immediately began to feel her bare cunt lips with his fingers.
She leaned against the counter, nearly falling over. It was much more stimulating than when he was overtop her panties. Assuming she was just ticklish, he apologized but did not stop. He pushed his fingers inside her cunt and swirled them around like before, forcing her to cover her mouth to keep quiet. Without the cloth to hold him back, he reached a lot further inside her. She squealed into her hands over her mouth as she shook her head at him.
When he saw the tears in her eyes he concluded she was far too ticklish. He pulled out of her and in the same motion pulled her panties down to her knees. She immediately sat down on the toilet and without even trying to close her legs like that morning, let out a small stream of liquid. His stimulation had caused her to lose control of her bladder. Rather than being embarrassed like before, Justin just watched intently. He did not know where her pee was coming from as she had no penis to aim it with like him.
He spent some time undressing himself as she finishing peeing and cleaned herself. When she stood up, he rudely grabbed her legs and pulled them apart so he could stare at her cunt and try to see where her pee had come from. Her cheeks were bright red but she was actually not as embarrassed as when he touched her breasts. He had acted like this the first time they bathed together as well. Her breasts were a new part of her body, her cunt was not.
Once he was sure he was not going to learn anything new from just looking, Justin climbed into the bathtub and then proceeded to lift Mel in after himself. Now that they were passed the awkward phase, the memory of how they used to be had come back to him. He had already touched every part of Mel the year before and never needed permission either. She seemed to have recalled as well as she was not complaining at all.
As soon as the bath water had risen enough, they began washing each other with soap; not themselves. It was how they had always done it. They laughed as they tickled each other, making sure to scrub every part properly. Shyly Mel spent as little time as possible washing Justin’s penis but he was much more meticulous with her breasts.
With her cunt, he was practically obsessed. He scrubbed the outside properly with soap but then rinsed it off and simply pushed his fingers back inside her. “Why do you keep doing that?” Mel finally asked.
He shrugged. “It feels so weird and your reactions are amazing. Does it tickle?”
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