Where it happened: on a bus
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Living abroad, I never got to know any of my cousins except maybe every ten years… and some even longer than that. One time, when I went back to the old country, my parents took me to visit some distant relatives. They had a granddaughter who was about my age, about 14 at the time. For some reason, they kept harping on her for being too skinny. Me, I’ve always liked skinny girls and flat chests, and to me, she was way hot. I couldn’t see much of her, because she was wearing a large gray sweatshirt that seemed to hang off her body, but her face and arms told my dick all it needed to know, and I had to be careful not to be too obvious. She was shy, too, and seemed afraid to look at me… all she could manage was a weak handshake and a faint smile.
The next day, we all went off to the museum. This time, I got a much better look at her. She wore a tight body-hugging print dress that came down just to her hips. The whole time we were at the museum, I couldn’t help trying to catch glimpses of her long legs. It didn’t hurt that her brother and parents were really good-looking too, and I kept thinking how lucky those two were and how I wish I were part of that family, just so I could see their faces and body every day. I know it sounds strange… but they really looked incredible.
When they got tired of walking and sat down on a bench, I sat down beside her and tried not to stare as we struck up a conversation. I learned that they, too, were from out of town (they lived in Germany) and were just there to visit family as well. As we talked, my hands brushed her legs, sending tingles up my spine. She didn’t resist. In fact, she put her hands on mine and placed it on her leg. I stopped talking… we just stared into each other’s eyes and smiled.
We found an excuse to be alone the next day. We told the grown-ups we’d be taking a tour out to the beach, so we’d be gone all day. I was only using it as an excuse, but they were serious, because they’d never been to that beach before and it was a tourist spot with some really interesting rocks. Though the tour bus was mostly empty, we rode in the back of the bus, and her brother sat in front. I got to feel her legs for the trip. (yay!) Eventually, we got to kissing, and she ventured to feel my pants. She checked that no one was watching, and went right to work with her hands and her mouth. Me, I slipped a hand under her neckline and felt a nipple for the first time (she didn’t wear a bra). I could tell she was really enjoying it, so I added my other hand over her back and started tickling her down there.
This being my first time, you’ll excuse me for being a bit slow. I did find her opening eventually… but it took me a few minutes (well, it *felt* like forever). By the time my finger found her clitoris, she was sopping wet (and so was my dick). Since we were still half an hour from the beach, we decided to go for it. She turned around and sat on my lap, facing the front of the bus. I worked my way into her warm… wet… heavenly home. I busied my hands with her breasts and her clit. She shook a couple of times and really seemed to enjoy it. I thought I’d come right away, this being my first time, but the awkwardness of the position kept me from the edge. I just tried to enjoy it as much as I could, and let me tell you, I was definitely enjoying it even though I couldn’t come that way.
We hung out at the beach for a few hours and did it again on our way back, but by then it was night time and we had a lot more privacy. I was able to enter her from the back and almost unleashed a load into her… pulled out just in time. We kissed and hugged some more, and being young, I got another boner and we went right back into the groove.
I never saw my cousin again after that, though I still fantasize about her and her brother. One time she mailed me a photo of her from Japan, still hot as ever, but my mom hid the photo from me. (was I that obvious?) I don’t have her contact or anything… so I thought I’d write this down and at least let her know. Cousin, if you’re reading this, I’m still thinking of you. Come find me, and let’s do it again.
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