My Twin Cousin

"Don't feel ashamed," I consoled. "I fantasized about you doing that to me for years. It finally came true last night. And it was better than I ever imagined!"

Jenny smiled sheepishly. "You did? Was it good?"

"Yes, my God, you were amazing! It was like you knew all the right buttons to push. Did you, like, learn that or something?"

"Well," she began, a little embarrassed. "I kinda got taught by an expert, I guess you could say. My roommate and her boyfriend were very open with their relationship."

"You mean Bridget?"

"Yes. She and this guy, Jamie, didn't know where her bedroom was. I would walk in on them having sex in the living room at all hours of the day."

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed. "What did they do?"

"Nothing, really. They would stop and kind of be casual whenever they got caught, pulling a blanket around them, but it was obvious what they were doing. It became so common that sometimes I gave Jamie a high-five when I walked through the room."

I laughed so hard I doubled over.

"So anyway, one day I walked in to hear Jamie telling Bridget how amazing her blow jobs were, and every woman should know her techniques. When I came in the room, he jokingly suggested she start by teaching me.

"I was feeling sexy that day and went along with the joke, saying, 'Why don't you demonstrate for me, Bridge?'

"'I'll do better than that,' she said, motioning me over to the couch. She pulled his pants and underwear off and started in on him. I watched for a while, and then she started stroking his dick and gave me a motion with her head to come down on the floor with her."

I began to get hard listening to her tell the story.

"First she taught me how to deep throat by relaxing and breathing steadily to mute the gag reflex. She demonstrated on him, then I did it to him. And we went on taking turns on him, she the teacher, I the student. That lucky dude got serviced by two women at the same time in the name of education. I think we made him cum two or three times that day," she laughed.

I sat there with my mouth agape.

"Oh, God!" she exclaimed. "Now you really think I'm a slut."

"I don't think you're a slut. I think you're the cutest thing I've ever seen!"

Jenny smiled. "Do you still love me?"

Love. There was that word again. I did love her. But what kind of love was it? It had always been more of a brotherly-sisterly kind of love, the kind you don't realize you have as kids, but becomes apparent in late teens and adulthood when it manifests itself as a profound friendship, rooted in common experiences.

This was at the heart of my anxiety. I cared for her deeply, yet I was consumed with lust for her. If you take away the part about us being relatives, it sounds like a normal romantic relationship. But ours wasn't normal.

"Of course I still love you," I said. "Are we still okay?"

She smiled warmly. "Yes, hon, we're okay. Haven't we always made each other feel good? What I gave to you last night was something that you needed and something I deeply wanted to give to you. I know you would do the same for me."

Her point was making perfect sense to me. There was nothing I wanted more at that moment than to make her feel good.

She stepped close to me and gave me a loving hug, followed by a kiss on the cheek. Part of me wanted to salvage our old relationship, hold her hand and walk happily back to the jet skis to frolic in the water, just like we always had since childhood. The other part of me wanted to rip that bikini off and have my way with her body.

As we stood there in a warm embrace, my cock began to swell, and a victor began to emerge in my battle of conscience. I looked my beautiful cousin over, admiring her smooth hips, showcased by a very thin bikini. Again consumed by desire, I touched her face and cupped her cheek gently in my hand. Then, sliding my palm slowly down her neck and onto her chest, I let my fingers slip under her bikini top. My heart beat harder as my fingers glided over her nipple. I kept sliding under the thin fabric until her right breast filled my hand. My shorts began to tent, straining to hold back my growing erection.

She took my hand and led me away from the shore, to a shady spot in the grass behind a clump of trees. There, she reached behind her back and pulled the string that held her top in place, causing it to dangle loosely in front of her. Her beautiful eyes gazed at mine, never blinking. Slipping her top over her head, she revealed her beautiful breasts to me for the first time. Her young nipples were slightly puffy and nearly blended in with her large pink areolas. Her round tits stood perky, and appeared firmer than they actually were.

She stood there briefly, allowing me to take it in, watching my lustful eyes. Then she put her thumbs under her waistband and slowly pushed her panties down. I drank in the sight as her round hips sloughed off the last bit of clothing, revealing her pretty, young pussy to me. When her bikini cleared her creamy thighs she let it drop to the ground. Picking it up with her toe, she flung it at my face with a giggle. It didn't put my hands up, but instead let the tiny garment hit me square in the nose. "Nice shot!" I said, blowing it off my face.

She twirled around for me, letting me see every inch of her sexy body. Her vagina was mostly untrimmed, except for where she had to shave to accommodate her tiny bikini. Her young pubic region was very attractive without having to shave, her thin hair having a soft-cornered diamond shape. Her tits were just the right size for her frame, not overly large, and her hips were absolute creamy perfection! Her cute belly with it's shallow hump was the icing on her sweet curve cake. I just couldn't believe what I was witnessing! I looked my naked cousin up and down with a burning lust. Last night, she did me an incredible service, and I was going to return the favor.

I brushed her hair away from her neck, first kissing, then licking her warm sensitive skin. She exhaled audibly and then took a deep breath as the caressing of my tongue started her juices flowing deep within. I cupped her breasts in my hands, while my mouth worked up to her chin and onto her lips. She kissed me hungrily, allowing a high-pitched moan to escape from her mouth into mine. Then my lips wandered down the other side of her neck.

Her knees weakened and her body folded toward the ground. I slipped my hands under her arms to help support her weight, gently laying her on her back in the cool grass. She became completely relaxed and allowed me to take her arms and place them straight over her head on the grass. I dragged the palms of my hands back down the whole length of her arms, across her armpits and finally settling on her tits. She gave a moan and giggle at the same time as my hands passed by sensitive parts.

Keeping her eyes closed under the shade of the tree, she involuntarily smiled, enjoying having her body taken over by her cousin. I partially lay my body across hers and rubbed her soft mounds for a while with both hands, playing with her nipples, pinching, squeezing, teasing little moans out of her. I leaned down and licked the perimeter of a nipple, making it glisten with saliva, then did the same to the other. I stopped for a few seconds and let the gentle breeze caress her wet nipples. Jenny let out a quiet "Ohh..." as her areolas became small and tight.

My hand wandered down her tummy and continued slowly down her right thigh. She gave a soft high-pitched moan as my hand glided across her velvety soft skin. I moved to her inner thigh, where her skin felt impossibly softer. Her breathing got shallow and quick as I gently rubbed the inside of her leg, gradually going higher with every stroke. I felt the moist warmth of her pussy as my fingers dared go within an inch of her lips. She spread her legs slightly, inviting me further. The next stroke I allowed my index finger to touch the crease between her thigh and her labia. She gave a little squirm, knowing what was coming next. I touched my finger to the middle, between her lips, feeling the first bit of wetness start to emerge. I dipped the tip of my index finger slightly into her, then moved it upwards, spreading her slippery fluid onto her clitoris.

She took in a quick breath with a start, reacting to the intensity of the first clitoral stimulation, then took longer and deeper breaths as I moved my finger in a circle, orbiting her clit. Back down between her lips I dipped again, this time with two fingers, bringing up more of the girl-syrup to her clit. I rubbed harder this time and she grabbed my other wrist in ecstasy. Still squeezing my wrist with her right hand, she began to rub her tits with her left. Reaching across, she pinched the nipple of her right breast with her fingers, while rubbing her left with her forearm.

She was easy to stimulate, more responsive than any girl I had been with. It was as if her body was telling me in plain language what she wanted next. My heart raced, aching to please her, to fulfill her fantasy the same way she had done mine.

I continued rubbing her clit with my slippery fingers, then introduced my thumb to it while my middle finger explored down between her lips. I rubbed gently through her pink folds, drawing out more of her juices, until my finger was covered. Then, curving my middle finger slightly, I pushed it into her without warning. She was thoroughly saturated inside and out, which allowed my finger to slide in all the way without any resistance. She let out her loudest moan yet, squeezing tight on my finger with her vagina. I stroked her a few times, then rubbed her clit, then back into her hole. I repeated this several times, and she began to really get worked up, breathing heavier and involuntarily letting out occasional short squeals.

I tried slipping in my ring finger too. She was tight. I had to give her a second to relax before I could get two fingers in at once. She moaned louder as I fucked her with both fingers, massaging her clit with my palm.

As I sat next to Jenny massaging her womanhood, she sat up and gave me a tight hug with my fingers still inside her.

"Find my G-spot," she whispered. Curling my two fingers into a half-moon, I explored the front inside wall of her vagina, searching for her G-spot.

I kissed her while I searched. She slid her tongue deep into my mouth, kissing me intensely, breathing loudly, trying to get enough oxygen to her rapidly beating heart. She grabbed my head and pulled my ear to her mouth. We were almost there; I just needed a little instruction.

She spoke in broken sentences between hard breaths. "Curl your wrist...and push your...knuckles toward my ass."

I complied.

"Reach with both fingers toward my belly button...yes, YES! Push against the front. Yes...Right there...Oh, God!" She strained hard, her eyes closed tightly, her head nodded. "Uh huh...Uh huh...Uh huh...Oh, God!" She hugged me tighter while she came. Her thighs clamped down on my wrist, pushing my fingers further inside, where they were squeezed by soft convulsions deep inside her, helping me to experience her orgasm first hand. Her spasms went on for several seconds, pumping her vaginal juices down my fingers and over my whole hand. Her breathing labored, she held on tight to me. Her orgasm finally subsided and I felt her vagina release its grip on my digits, almost pushing me out. She shuddered as the last remnants of her climax faded away. My right arm joined our embrace and we hugged while her breathing slowed, until she finally relaxed the death grip she had on me. Jenny lay down on her side, facing away from me in pure bliss.

I spread my fingers apart, watching the massive quantity of girl juice that was deposited there stretch out and flutter in the breeze. I put the two special fingers all the way into my mouth and pulled them out slowly, collecting the thick mucous with my tongue and lips, secretly savoring the slightly salty taste.

As she lay there resting, she reached back with her hand and wiggled her fingers, beckoning me to take her hand. I put my hand in hers and she pulled it around to her chest, holding it like a teddy bear. I lay down behind her, nestling up next to her naked body, holding her hand. We both rested awhile, she in blissful post-climax, me still rock-hard inside my swim trunks.

The breeze was gentle this morning under fair skies. The quiet solitude was broken only by the occasional passing motor boat, bouncing its way along the lake. I blew gently on Jenny's sweaty neck, helping to cool her down after her body-rocking orgasm. I thought about where I found her G-spot, making a mental note since this was the first time I had ever participated in a G-spot orgasm. I had tried numerous times with other girls, always unsuccessfully. Jenny was easy to read and easy to please.

As we lay together in the shade, Jenny began to doze off. I lightly ran my fingers through her hair, helping her even further into dreamland. She liked having her head stroked ever since we were kids, and it always had the same effect--right to sleep.

Tired of being pent up inside damp swim trunks, I decided it was time for both of us to be naked. I stood up quietly and pushed my shorts to my ankles, stepping out and kicking them aside. It had never felt so good to be naked before! My tight bag clung close to the base of my erection, having been in those cold and damp trunks for so long. The warm breeze caressed my drying butt and I stood over her, massaging my aching balls, examining every inch of her beautiful backside. She lay still enjoying the breeze, unaware that I was standing behind her, masturbating a little bit while I admired her beautiful nakedness.

I was feeling thirsty, so I went to get a bottle of water I left under the seat of the jet ski. I scrambled down the hill and retrieved the bottle. I was happily surprised to find a beach towel stuffed into the compartment under the water bottle. It was close to noon and the July sun was making the seat of the jet ski warm and soft. I sat down gingerly on the seat backwards and had a sip of water. The warm seat felt good on my cold butt. My balls ached from all the stimulation with no release. I didn't care. Looking across the beautiful lake, I was feeling right with the world. I wondered how things would change between Jenny and me. Our relationship had taken a drastic turn--one that felt really good. But I was afraid it would ruin our long-time love for each other. Or maybe it wouldn't. Could we have our cake and eat it too?

Perspiration began to bead on my forehead, so I grabbed the bottle and the towel and headed up the hill to give Jenny a drink of water. I was surprised to find her absent from the place I had left her sleeping. Her bikini top and bottom were still lying next to my swim trunks on the grass, but no Jenny. I looked around, scanning the deserted island, looking at every tree. She was nowhere! Suddenly, an idea came to me. I knew where she must be. I turned and walked 50 yards down a hill to a grove of trees where I found Jenny standing naked under a mulberry tree, her hands picking through the branches. She saw me and smiled with bright purple teeth. I laughed at how silly she looked -- like a little girl caught doing something she shouldn't.

Her fingertips were beginning to stain purple as she picked ripe mulberries off the branches and popped them in her mouth. I immediately thought of Eve eating the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden. But, Eve couldn't possibly have been this beautiful. As I got closer, she tossed a berry into the air toward my head. I caught it in my mouth and chewed up the sweet-sour fruit. I tossed her the bottle of water and she ravenously downed half of it in one swig.

"We are so making grandma's mulberry pie tonight!" she exclaimed, wiping water off her chin. Collecting mulberries was a fun thing to do on the island while we were looking for that witch's grave. When we brought home bucket of them once, grandma made a mulberry pie, which we all thought was the best pie ever, mostly because we had collected the berries ourselves. The recipe was still in the kitchen file.

As I approached her, she offered her hand to me, pulling me close to her. She fed me another mulberry, but that wasn't what I was interested in eating. Our naked bodies touching, I was instantly hard again.

"It feels like someone needs some attention!" she said, referring to my erection pushing against her belly.

"Yes, but not yet. I wasn't done with you," I said assertively.

She smiled and looked up to kiss me. I gave her a sweet, wet kiss before stepping back to spread the beach towel on the ground under the mulberry tree.

"What do you want me to do?" she asked like a little girl.

"Lie down," I commanded.

"What are you going to do to me?"

"It depends if you're a good girl or a bad girl," I said, enjoying the little role play.

I deeply yearned to taste her body--every part of it. She situated herself on the beach towel lying on her tummy and I knelt down beside her. Kissing her shoulder, I tested her responsiveness to my advances. She moved her hair off her back to give me a clean surface to kiss, and I continued exploring. I lightly scratched her back while blowing on her neck and managed to get a little shiver out of her naked body.

I kissed down from her shoulders to the small of her back. She lay straight with her arms to her side and her legs together. I kissed down a little further to her butt and gave a loud lip-smacking kiss on her left cheek. She let out a small giggle just before my hand came down with a loud smack right where my lips had been.

"Ooh!" she cried gleefully. "I guess I'm a bad girl!" I immediately smacked the other cheek harder, this time leaving a slight red mark. "Mmmm," she said in a stifled squeal. Watching her beautiful ass jiggle after smacking it was a major turn on. I smacked her ass a few more times, this time not so hard, just to watch her fleshy reaction. It was divine.

I scooted down to her feet and picked up her left foot with both hands. I licked the tip of her big toe and she wiggled it slightly. I put her toe in my mouth, caressing it with my tongue. She seemed to respond positively so I went a little further, licking along the tips of all her toes. This made her giggle with delight, encouraging me to put her four small toes in my mouth at once, caressing each one with my tongue, slipping it between each toe. The warm wetness made her smile with a moan as I kissed down the sole of her foot to her heel and up to her calf. She emitted happy moans at the sensation of being touched in such a strange way. This was a new experience for both of us.

I knelt back down between her feet and touched the inside of her knee, encouraging her to spread her legs a little. She complied, exposing a tiny sliver of her glistening pussy, which was beginning to swell with fresh arousal. My hands explored up her inner thighs, first the left one, then the right, while her breathing noticeably intensified.

I moved on to her ass to give it a good deep massage. With a cheek in each hand, I kneaded her buns with my strong hands, squeezing relaxing moans out of her. We both enjoyed this immensely, for different reasons. Then I began rubbing her ass with gentle hands. Rubbing up and down her behind, I allowed my fingers to explore into her crack a little bit, just brushing the thin hair hidden at her entrance. I waited for a reaction to me touching her there before I went further. I was delighted to hear a soft "Yes" come out of her lips! I dipped my fingers deeper into her dark region, grazing her hidden pink button. A cold chill flashed in my chest when felt her anus with my fingers. She ground her hips slightly in reaction to my invading digits. I was indescribably turned on!

I had been teasing both of us by playing with her peripheral erogenous zones for a while, but didn't have the will to hold out much longer; I had to taste her womanhood.