My Twin Cousin

She curled up a little more, and in doing so moved her butt closer to me, nudging right up against my hard cock. A wave of shock and embarrassment came over me, as she must have felt my member between her cheeks. Her breathing, however, never wavered. I waited for a reaction. My surprise eventually turned once again to lust when I realized she was still sleeping, or at least wasn't yet freaking out over being accosted by my unruly tool. I could feel the head of my penis pressed against the bottom edge of her nightgown, while the shaft was definitely touching the skin of both butt cheeks.

With my back to the wall and my front in a soft warm place, lust began to win the battle. I really wanted to see her naked ass! I carefully turned down the sheet to get a look, peeling it back just far enough to expose her butt to the moonlight. It was creamy beautiful, like I expected, peeking out from under her nightie, with my dick resting right down the middle. I worked up the courage to gently grasp the bottom of her nightgown between my thumb and forefinger, pulling it up slowly until there was no longer a barrier between my penis and her ass. She felt so warm and inviting, I lay there for a minute or so, just enjoying the feeling of my dick resting between her sweet round ass cheeks. Then I wanted to feel more. Very slowly and gently, I allowed myself to lean towards her, pressing the shaft of my penis further between her cheeks, like a hot dog in a warm bun.

My heart was racing as I thought about what I was doing. My engorged muscle was resting along the entire length of her crack. Just the thought of where my dick was made me so hot! I was sure the throbbing of my rock-hard cock between her cheeks would wake her up. I had really let my urges take over. I thought, now what do I do? I fought off the primal instinct to start thrusting. If she wasn't awake yet, that would surely do the trick. Before I could figure out what to do next, I felt her cheeks squeeze down on my cock. She was awake! Not only that, she wasn't pushing me away. What could she possibly think about this?

She wiggled her ass a little bit, and I heard her giggle. She was teasing me! Much to my surprise and delight, she began to rock her pelvis, sliding her ass lengthwise along my hard cock. Her breathing had changed; it was now getting heavier. I cautiously thought to myself, "Oh my God, I think she's enjoying this!" Back and forth she thrust, stroking my cock with her sweet ass. I leaned into her harder, guiding my pipe further into her groove, until it was buried as far as it would go, nuzzling right up against the tender rose between her butt cheeks. I began to thrust in rhythm with her. She moaned softly as the shaft of my cock glided back and forth across her anus, never actually penetrating. It felt so good to be stroking her from behind, almost like fucking her. When it was clear this activity needed to go somewhere, she disengaged from my penis and rolled over to face me. I had no idea what she would do.

Embarrassed to be looking her in the face after what I just did to her, I searched for something to say. "Jenny, I..."

"Oh my God, what are we doing? What do you call that?", she asked with a furrowed brow.

Now I was thoroughly embarrassed. "Um...I...I...don't know if there is a name for it," I said stupidly.

"Cheek fucking?", she suggested with a sinister grin.

I opened my mouth to say something, but words failed me. I was still trying to assemble some explanation in my head as to how this was possible. "I'm sorry," I finally said. I felt guilty.

"Why are you sorry?" she asked.

"I let my urges get the better of me. I don't know how that happened." I was afraid I was taking advantage of her.

"It's okay," she said in a familiar reassuring tone. "I'm not exactly an innocent party here."

It seemed outside the realm of possibility that Jenny was physically attracted to me too. I thought it was too much to hope for. I didn't deserve someone like Jenny, not to mention it was just plain wrong. For the moment, I allowed myself to entertain the possibility.

She put both hands on my chest and brought her lips close to mine. "Do you want to do more?" she whispered. I nodded weakly. She leaned forward, touching her nose to mine. She gave me a gentle kiss and I kissed her back. Kissing her felt so satisfying, so right -- more than it ever had before. We opened our mouths to get a little wetter. I tasted Jenny's tongue and licked her lips. We kissed for a while like real married couples do.

Consumed by desire for my cousin, I allowed my moral hang ups about what we were doing to be defeated. No longer restrained by a pesky conscience, I licked her neck and kissed down to her left shoulder and then back up her neck to her ear. She giggled playfully from being tickled. Then she grabbed my tee-shirt in an attempt to pull if off. I sat up to make it easier and slipped it the rest of the way off and let it drop to the floor.

Sitting on my feet and wearing only boxers, my erection was still sticking out of the fly. I tucked it away, a little embarrassed, while I gazed at Jenny's beautiful feminine figure, still in her white nightie, lying on her side. Her breasts were barely covered and I tried to imagine what her nipples looked like, having never seen them. She was beautiful in the now brightly moonlit room.

"Jet?" she said softly.

"Yes, Jen?" I replied.

"Um..." She hesitated while she thought a moment longer. "Can I...do something for you? Promise you won't think bad of me."

"How can I promise if I don't know what it is?" I pointed out.

"Oh, God! I can't say it out loud," she whined.

"Say what out loud?" I prodded, trying to get it out of her.

"It's just something I've had a fantasy about. I can't believe I'm doing this!" she laughed nervously. "Just promise you'll love me the same no matter what," she implored.

"Okay, Jen. That's easy to promise," I said reassuringly. "But, what are you going to do?"

She smiled at me as she reached out and touched my knee, slowly moving her hand, creeping up my leg until her fingers disappeared under the leg of my boxers. Her intentions were becoming clearer. Her hands were warm and her manicured nails made their way to my balls, which were now bundled up in my tight sack. When she found my scrotum she began to scratch lightly underneath, causing waves of ecstasy to cascade over my body. I couldn't believe she was touching me down there! I rose to my knees, slightly spreading my legs so she could have easy access to whatever she wanted to explore. Her wandering hand probed my balls, first playing with them between her fingers, then cupping them in her hand. She reached up the opposite leg with her other hand, finding the base of my cock. She jacked it off slowly, still rubbing my balls.

Ready to completely liberate me from my clothes, she grabbed my waistband and slid my boxers off, stretching the front around my throbbing projection. As my underwear reached my knees I rocked onto my back with my legs up to allow her to slide them the rest of the way off. I was now totally naked as she discarded my boxers on the floor next to my tee-shirt. "Oh!" she smiled, as though she made an unexpected discovery. I wasn't sure if it was my slightly larger than average size, or the fact that I was nicely manscaped, having just trimmed up the day before. My scrotum was clean shaven, as well as just about everything else down there, except for a small patch of closely-trimmed hair just above my member. I liked shaving down there; it usually turned me on. It kind of felt like making love to yourself. I always ended up with a hard-on in the shower when I did it. I was happy to see it was turning Jenny on, too.

As I lay on my back, she played with my balls with one hand while she kissed my thigh, first in front, then between my legs. With a wet tongue, she licked a trail up my groin, all the way to the crease where she found my tight sack. Then my cousin took my cock in her right hand and brought her mouth to it. Noticing that a good sized glob of pre-cum had formed at the tip, she gently stroked along my urethra from the base toward the tip and milked out an even bigger glob, causing it to erupt and overflow. She immediately put her lips around the head, spreading the slippery clear fluid all around with her tongue, mixing it with her saliva. She then licked up and down my shaft, which had just been rubbing on her asshole a few minutes ago, until it was drenched in pre-cum and saliva. She took hold of my dick, rubbing up and down in very long, slow deliberate strokes. I grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under my head so I could watch easier. I gazed in complete bliss as Jenny alternated stroking and sucking my thick tool. I couldn't believe this was happening! Just an hour ago I was afraid that my incestual lust would be found out, and now my cousin was trying to make me cum.

She put her hands on my thighs to prop herself over my dick and slid it into her mouth, inch-by-inch, pushing the head into her soft palate, down into her throat, until it would go no further, her nose buried in my pubic hair. With her mouth wide open to accommodate base of my cock, she bounced silently on it for a second or two before coming up for air. She panted a couple times and flipped her hair to the side with her left hand, then went back down all the way. She moved her hands off my thighs, freeing me up to fuck her soft warm throat for a few seconds at a time in between gags and gasps for air. It felt so good and I concentrated hard on holding back my orgasm. I wanted this to continue as long as she was willing to do it. She seemed to enjoy this and she clearly knew what she was doing. She came up again to stroke it some more with her wet hand. The deep-throat saliva covering my dick was now very thick and slippery and made a satisfying sloshing sound with every stroke.

She took this opportunity to again taste my hairless balls, sucking first the right one into her mouth, followed by the left, all the while stroking my manhood. As she licked my scrotum all around, she pulled up on my member, raising my balls so she could get her tongue underneath and further back. She stuck her tongue out as far as it would go, her nose buried in the front of my scrotum, flirting with my asshole with the tip of her tongue, but not quite getting there. She was such a dirty girl!

As Jenny continued to stroke me with her hand and her tongue, she spread the wetness from my shaft to my balls, underneath to my ass and back up. The fluids were collecting on her chin as she hungrily had her way with my cluster. Watching her, I could tell she was enjoying this every bit as much as I was, except I was on the verge of enjoying it a lot more.

As I felt myself approaching climax, I said, "Baby, I think I'm gonna..." Before I could finish the sentence, she slowed her stroking and squeezed a little harder while placing the head of my penis in her warm awaiting mouth. My orgasm peaked and I strained hard, holding back the inevitable thick milk as long as I could. As the first wad of my semen hit the back of her throat, she expertly began stroking faster and in rhythm with the ejaculation, letting it fill her mouth, until the pulsing stopped. I came so much it took her a couple swallows to get it all down. Then she eagerly slurped the remaining cum off of my dick as though it were a cherry flavored popsicle, savoring the warm, thick jizz in her throat as it slowly slid down.

My heart still pounding, I lay on my back panting, enjoying the post-climax bliss. Nobody had ever made me cum that hard before.

Jenny kissed my belly, then moved up further and lay her head on my chest. "Don't think bad of me," she whispered.

"I can't think bad of you," I mumbled. "I love you." I probably had happy dreams, but I didn't remember them.

The smell of pancakes and sausage drifting into the room, along with the brilliant morning sun awoke me from my slumber, still lying in the same position I was when Jenny lay her head on my chest last night. But Jenny was not there. I heard the voices of my cousins coming from the living room and kitchen and suddenly snapped back to reality. What had I done? What did I do to Jenny? I took advantage of my cousin; I got her all worked up and she did something that she never would have done otherwise. She retreated from the bedroom this morning, or probably last night, back to her normal cousins, hoping to forget our momentary act of debauchery. I'd be lucky if she ever looked me in the eye again.

Slowly, regretfully, I sat up naked in bed and eyed the boxers and tee-shirt still lying on the floor where we had dropped them last night. Pausing for a few seconds with my forehead in my hands, I gathered my wits and put my feet on the floor. I put on my underclothes and found a pair of sweatpants to wear and headed out into the hallway toward the kitchen for some breakfast, even though I wasn't hungry.

"Morning, Jet!" said Bridget with a smile as she passed me in the hall. Seeing Bridget's massive tits in a tee shirt first thing in the morning helped my spirits. "Bradley's got you some flapjacks--get them before Nicky devours them all." She went into the bedroom where she and Jeff slept and shut the door. I felt a little better. At least I wasn't greeted with the hate I felt I deserved. I headed to the kitchen to sit down at the table. Most of my cousins were already outside. I glanced out the sliding glass doors to the dock, where I found Jenny pulling life jackets out of a storage bin. How beautiful she looked this morning, in her bare feet and pretty mint green bikini. I wanted to talk to her right then, to apologize for ruining our relationship last night, but getting some time alone with her today would be difficult--or so I thought.

Thanking Bradley for his efforts this morning, I gobbled up four pancakes in about a minute. I guess I was hungry. I realized I wasn't dressed for getting in the water, so I hurried back to my room to change into a pair of swim trunks. When I got outside I was greeted by a warm July morning that was going to be a hot July day--perfect for spending it on the lake. Most of the cousins were talking about their plans for taking the boat on a long trip to the other side of the lake where a bar called the Cranberry had live music. "Who's in?" asked Nicky, looking my way. "We need to make sure we have room for everybody." He generally took on the captain's duties.

Before I could answer, Jenny said, "I think we're going to play around here on the jet skis today, right?" looking my way expectantly.

"Yea, you don't need to make room for us." I said without missing a beat. My heart leapt into my throat! It was as if Jenny could read my mind.

"Suit yourselves," replied Nicky. "You two have fun! Don't wait up for Romeo and Juliet," he said, motioning to the back bedroom where Jeff and Bridget were. "They're not in a social mood."

"I know, right?" chimed in Trish. "What is their deal; are they fucking or fighting?"

"Probably both," returned Nicky with a laugh.

After some more prepping and getting the beer cooler stowed, the boat departed, leaving Jenny and me alone on the dock. Quiet settled in once again as the sound of the boat's engine faded away. Trying to form the right words to express my sincerest regrets about last night, I opened my mouth to speak.

"I get the 300!" exclaimed Jenny, referring to the faster of the two jet skis, as she threw me a life jacket and ran to the end of the dock where the watercraft were tethered. I guess it would have to wait. I followed after her and got on the other one. We unhooked from the dock and fired them up.

We spent 20 minutes or so playing in the calm water just offshore from the lake house. It felt good to be alone with Jenny, even if we couldn't talk right now over the sound of the engines. I was flying high, frolicking in the cool water, relieved that Jenny didn't hate me. As we moved further out into the lake, we could see Witch's Island in the distance. Jenny looked at me and raised her hand in front of her face, shyly pointing toward the island with her eyebrows raised, as if asking permission to go. I nodded with a smile, and off we sped toward the empty island.

When we were younger, our grandfather told us there was a witch buried on that island and that's why nobody lived there. It was fun to go searching for the mysterious grave that we desperately wanted to find. We had been over every inch of that island a hundred times. The real reason it was deserted was it just wasn't very large. It had a few trees and some grassy areas. People would camp overnight there sometimes. Today it had only two visitors, as we drove our jet skis up into the shallows where we could drag them partially onto the sand.

In the sudden quiet after we killed the engines, a gentle breeze sighed through the trees above. Jenny removed her life vest and threw it on the seat of her jet ski before climbing up the sandy hill to a grassy ledge above. As I removed my own vest, I watched her climb up the hill. God she was sexy! Her wet mint green bikini bottom was sucked up to her butt and moved perfectly with her as she walked. After clambering up the hill, a satisfying portion of her ass cheeks was peeking below her panties and I could see a little bit of her crack at the top. She made no effort to correct her wardrobe malfunction. My conscience and my lustful desires were once again dueling. I scurried up the hill behind her.

"How are Jeff and Bridget getting along?" I asked, postponing what I really wanted to say to her.

"I think they're still fighting," she said. "I've hardly said two words to either of them since they got here."

Bridget was Jenny's roommate in college and had been dating our cousin, Jeff on and off for a while. Jenny never liked the match, but had been supportive. Lately their relationship had been rocky and Jenny thought coming to the lake would be a good thing for them. So far it wasn't.

"She's really too hot for him," Jenny chuckled. "If Jeff knew what was good for him he would hang on to her like grim death!"

I had to agree. She was a smoking hot strawberry blonde who loved showing off her spectacular tits. The first time I met her was several years ago at a party in Jenny's dorm. She was having a good time, drunk and flirting with everybody at the party -- and I mean everybody. "Are you Jenny's cousin?" she yelled in my ear, over the loud music. She had her hand on the opposite side of my head, holding me close so I could feel her breath when she spoke. "You're kinda cute!" she whispered loudly, grabbing my ass with her other hand. A minute later she was smacking the ass of a cute girl who had picked up her drink accidentally. She seemed like a lot of fun, be we never had occasion to hang out after that.

"Jeff is being a real jerk," explained Jenny. "He's insanely jealous and won't tolerate her talking to anybody. It has gotten to the point of breaking down their relationship. He knew she was a flirt before their first date. What did he expect?"

"He knows he'll never find anyone sexier," I chimed, picturing in my mind her 36DD boobs hulking over her flat tummy.

"Gawd she is sexy!" said Jenny dreamily. "If I had her boobs I wouldn't stop looking at myself in the mirror!"

"You don't need 'em," I said before I could catch myself.

She smiled modestly, looking down toward her feet. "I just don't want her to get hurt; I love her too much."

I changed the subject to us. "Jen," I began. "About what happened last night between us...I hope..."

"No, please tell me it didn't!" she interrupted, knowing where I was going. "I can't stand the thought of messing up our relationship." Tears began to well up in her eyes. "Oh God, Jet! Am I a terrible person? I don't know what came over me. I knew it was wrong, but when you touched me there, it was like a switch turned on, and I just became hungry to satisfy you."