We got home, and it was almost midnight, so everyone went to bed. As usual, I was staying on the couch. At this point, if this was like every other time she visited, this is where I would jerk off to the thought of her and her walk that I admired earlier that day. But not this time. This time I just lied there, staring at the ceiling, thinking. Thinking about her smile, her laugh, and the feeling I got when I was with her. Was I falling in love with her? No way… I’ve heard of being attracted to your relatives, but falling in love with them? Impossible. Although, it sure did feel like I was crushing on her, hard.
I did end up jerking off that night, but only after a long night of thinking. I came, to the vision in my mind of her butt, jiggling up and down and back and forth as she walked, and I turned over and fell asleep, anxious to spend some more time with her tomorrow.
I was ready to go; I had my bathing suit on, my towel under my arm, and my sunscreen on. I wanted to go to the pool. But moreso than that, I wanted to spend time with Jill.
We got to the pool, and set up our chairs and blankets. I took my shirt off and sat down. I watched Jill do the same, and I did so without her knowing, because I had sunglasses on, and she couldn’t see my eyes. She put down her bag, set up her chair, and…STARTED TAKING OFF HER SHIRT. Holy shit, I’d forgotten. Bikinis! Jill was wearing a fucking bikini, and I was about to be treated to the sight! She took off her shirt, and her beautiful, bountiful breasts were revealed, concealed only by a black bikini top. My mouth began to water. This was too much for me to handle. I just wasn’t ready.
And then went the shorts. Mother fucker. I was seeing Jill in full bikini glory. I was praying she’d jump in the pool and get nice and wet. But then something even better happened: she started putting sunscreen on herself. Oh lord, what a gift. It was as if someone on high knew I was going to die that day, and wanted me to die happy. I watched her rub that sunscreen all over her chest, belly, and thighs. It was probably the greatest thing I’d ever seen. I felt like I was going to cum in my pants right then and there. Thankfully, I didn’t.
After about a half hour of sitting, Jill decided to lie down to get in a tan. She laid out a towel right at my feet, and lied on her stomach. I had the perfect view of her perfect ass. While she was laying down, she undid her top, to avoid tan lines. So she was lying down, with nothing supporting her breasts. I was using all of my energy, praying that she’d forget, and accidentally stand up without her bikini top, revealing to me — and the rest of the swim club — her beautiful, bountiful breasts. But it never happened.
Another half hour passed, and I wanted to go in the pool. I was hot, and bored. “Anyone wanna go in the pool?” I asked. Nobody seemed interested. So I went to the edge of the pool, and put my feet in. Five minutes later, someone sat down next to me.
“Sup kiddo.” It was Jill.
“Oh, hey!” I was so happy. The two of us never really hung out just one-on-one. She put her feet in the water.
“Holy shit, it’s cold!” she laughed. “So what’s up? We never talk. I have no clue what’s going on in your mind.”
“You don’t wanna know,” I said, smiling.
“Yes I do,” she replied. “You’re my cousin. We should talk.” If she knew what was going on in my mind, she’d have been singing an entirely different tune. “So what’s up?”
“Nothing, really,” I said. It was the honest truth. It was the only thing I could say that wasn’t ‘I want to fuck your brains out’.
“Come on, there has to be something.” She was really badgering me. I had to come up with something to say. This was the first time in…EVER…that it was just us two.
“Well, I’m actually looking forward to going back to school.” It was true. It was going to be my sophomore year of high school, and I was pretty excited.
“Well that’s good!”
“Yeah, I usually hate school, so this is a nice change.”
“What is it about this time has you excited?” We talked for a good twenty-or-so minutes, about school, her experience in college, and different things. It was the best day I’d had all summer. And the fact that she’d once saw me cumming was not an issue at all. I don’t know if it was on her mind at all, but it wasn’t on mine. This relationship was going to work, without anything weird getting in the way. So what if I was attracted to my cousin? It’ll just be a thing about me that no one will ever know.
But that night, I couldn’t sleep. All I could do was think about her. Her smile, her voice, our great conversation… Why? What was going on? Am I…falling in love with my cousin? No way. That’s just one step too far. I eventually got to sleep, but it took hours of staring at my ceiling, thinking about Jill’s gorgeous face.
She left the next morning, and it made me far more upset than usual. How many times has she gone home after a weekend visit, and it’s never really upset me before. But this time I didn’t want her to leave. Something was wrong. This was not okay.
Weeks went by, and she was still on my mind most of the time. Anytime I would think of her, I got butterflies in my stomach (not to mention, a boner). I had to do something about it. Either talk to someone, or just get her off my mind somehow.
But months went by, and she was still on my mind. I was still jerking off to the thought of her, and I was still getting butterflies when I thought about her. I just could not keep her off my mind. What the fuck was going on? I had to talk to someone. I needed help. But who do I talk to? My mom? My dad? My sisters? Jill herself? None of those options seemed like a good idea. Fuck it. This is just going to have to be my little — nay, big — secret.
That summer visit was the last time I would see her for quite a while. For one reason or another, we just couldn’t schedule a visit. So almost a year later was what we finally settled on. It was summer again, and as it turned out, it was the weekend of my birthday that she was coming. What a birthday gift.
Turns out, I hated seeing her. Knowing I could never have her was pissing me off, and the fact that she was within my grasp made me want to snatch her up and kiss her as I squeezed her ass. But I couldn’t. I wasn’t allowed, and that put me in the worst of moods. So I avoided her as much as I could, while also trying not to be rude, and avoiding suspicion.
Saturday came; my birthday. And everyone treated me like a king. It’s what we do in our family — whosever birthday it is, gets treated like royalty. It definitely brought my mood up. Not to mention, I was also turning 16, and would finally be able to drive. It was an exciting day for me.
That evening, we were going to dinner. We each took a shower, and I agreed to go last. When Jill was in the shower, I went in my room to get my outfit that I was going to wear. As I was leaving my room, something caught my eye: by the door, on top of her bag, was her underwear. Her bra and panties. Just sitting there, begging to be picked up. Was I really that sleazy? Have I sunken that far? The answer was yes.
I shut my door, picked up her panties, and gave the crotch a nice sniff. It didn’t really smell like anything. So I went in for the lick. Didn’t taste like anything. But to be honest, I didn’t care. They touched her naked pussy. That’s all I cared about. I was licking the place that rubbed against her pussy for hours. It was the greatest birthday present I could have asked for, and I didn’t even ask for it. I did the same with her bra, and went back and forth between the two, going to town for about a minute, and got out of there before she even knew I’d been in there.
Being a 16-year-old boy, it didn’t take me long to get ready, so I was watching TV in the living room, waiting on everyone else. After about a half hour, everyone was ready, except Jill. We were waiting on her.
When she finally came down the steps, I was at a loss for words. She was….stunning! All she was wearing was jeans and a t-shirt, but something about the way everything fit, and the way she’d done her hair and makeup…I’d never seen someone so drop-dead gorgeous. I wanted to tell her, but I didn’t want to sound weird.
“You look…” I mustered. Come on, Alex. Think of something! Any word!
“Yes..?” she asked as she smiled, confused.
“Very pretty.”
“Aw, thanks!” she gave me a hug. And once again, her fantastic breasts pushed against me, giving me yet another boner.
The entire night, all I could think about was what I’d said. Very pretty? Seriously? That’s the best I could come up with? How about ‘gorgeous’ or ‘beautiful’ or ‘out-of-this-world sexy’? Right. Those would all sound excessively creepy. She’s my cousin, not my girlfriend. Oh, how I wished she was my girlfriend… I didn’t care if she was 30, and I was 16. We could hang out all day, fuck, spend time together, fuck, talk to each other, and fuck. It would be the life…
She went home the following morning, and it was a bummer saying goodbye. But for some reason, I felt better. I felt like I’d accomplished something. I told her she was pretty and it made her happy. I got to lick her bra and panties. Plus, I was going to take my driver’s test today. It was a good weekend. But again, once she was gone, all I could do was think about her.
Six months later, at around Christmas time, I got my license. I felt like a new man, holding it in my hand. And it was Christmas time that we were going to see Jill. This time, though, it was a big family get-together. My parents, my sisters, Jill, her parents (my aunt and uncle), her sister (my other cousin), and myself, were all meeting at our grandparents’ house for dinner on Christmas Eve.
Her sister, Jen, wasn’t even close to being as attractive as Jill, so I wasn’t attracted to her in the slightest. In fact, they hardly even look alike.
We got to my grandparents’ house, and everyone was dressed up nicely. I, myself, was dressed in a sweater and khakis. We all hugged, and kissed, and said hello, but Jill was nowhere around. Then she entered the room. My jaw dropped. I thought she looked good on my birthday? I was wrong by a long shot. I had never seen anything so insanely beautiful in my entire life. It was taking all my might not to pounce her and kiss her right on the mouth. She was wearing black dress pants with gray vertical stripes, a dark red button-down blouse, and a small black cardigan over top. On top of that, her hair was wavy, and her makeup was pristine. Holy shit, was she heavenly. I stood in amazement as she walked around, giving hugs. When she got to me, I was just staring at her, blankly.
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