Traditions - Summer Vacation Pt. 02

She was right, by the time we got the horses unsaddled, cleaned up and put away -- we weren't any too early to be heading out.

~

We took their pick-up truck, Mary driving, with Andrea in the center and me by the passenger window. First pitch was at 6:30, and of course the game went extra innings, finally ending a little after 10 pm. The game was amazingly cheap as compared with Major League baseball, and we stayed until the final out. We headed out to the truck, only to have Mary and Andrea decide they wanted to stop at the restroom before we hit the road. I didn't think anything of a small bag they took with them as we walked back to the restrooms, but when they came out, I was surprised to see that they had changed. They'd both had t-shirts on during the game, but now they had on matching halter tops. They must have been Mary's, as the one on her fit snugly, the one on Andrea (with her smaller breasts) hung quite loosely. I just commented that they'd changed and they said they had just wanted to be more comfortable for the ride home.

I couldn't help but also notice the gentle sway of Mary's breasts as we walked to the truck, that she was now braless wasn't lost on me. That Andrea was similarly unencumbered, with the looser hanging halter that was slightly too large for her and her smaller breasts, the gentle sway of her boob flesh wasn't quite as obvious. I was sure that anyone seeing us walking across the parking lot would have been envious of the guy walking with the two hot babes, but it was virtually empty by that time.

I expected that Mary would drive again but was surprised when she tossed the keys to Andrea and said, "You drive." Mary slid into the center and I, with my longer legs, took the shotgun position. Mary sat up and navigated until we got out onto the highway, and then leaned over against me. When I put my arm on the back of the seat, Mary snuggled in against me.

Lying against me as she was, I could look down at her and see that the halter-top, although tighter than Andreas, wasn't all that tight. When she moved, a lot of jiggling flesh was visible, and I felt my erection beginning. When I lowered my hand from the back of the seat to her bare shoulder, gently caressing it, she seemed to melt into me a bit more.

Damn, I thought, recognizing she had me hot and bothered. If I just took my other hand and crossed it over my chest, there was easily enough gap in her top for my hand to slide in onto her tit...

"Rick?" her voice interrupted the hum of the tires and engine.

"What?" She turned her head slightly, her face just inches from mine.

"Have you ever kissed a cousin?"

"I..." I started to answer that "sure, I'd greeted several cousins in the past with hugs and quick pecks," and then realized I was being a dummy; that wasn't what she was asking. I'd turned my head towards her as I began to speak, finding myself just inches from her obviously willing mouth. I shut up and leaned in just that little bit more and my lips met hers.

Her lips were hot and wet and open, her tongue pressing against my lips almost immediately. I opened my mouth a bit to accommodate her tongue and found my own following hers into her mouth. Side by side wasn't the easiest way to kiss, and almost immediately she pulled back, unbuckled her seat belt and twisted her upper body into my lap with her butt and legs facing Andrea in the seat. I had my outside arm around her, supporting her, while her arms went around my neck.

Any thought of my sister sitting beside us and driving, and possibly watching, was gone -- all I knew was that a real hottie Iowa farm girl was in my arms and was willingly kissing me. My cock had grown to its full size almost instantly, pressing against her side; any thought that this was my cousin and we shouldn't be doing this or that she didn't know what she was doing to me was fully banished from my conscious thought.

I had sat in my car and made out with my girlfriends like this before and knew that most of the time it was a position that eventually included fondling of boobs, but I'd always taken it slow -- never the first time we'd kissed. Mary had other ideas. When I rested my free hand on her waist and side, it wasn't long before she reached down with her free hand to grip mine and pull it up to her breast.

I was in heaven. My thought, before we'd headed out on vacation, was that I really didn't want to go away. I wasn't in the least interested in visiting some stodgy old relatives in Iowa, I was more interested in finding some hot girl at home, dating, and hopefully getting laid. Now for the second time in the first week I found myself, although perhaps not fucking, at least enjoying touching the body of a hot sexy woman. Once she'd let me know she wanted my touch, I let my hand roam back and forth between her breasts, feeling her nipples hard beneath the thin cloth, but not yet trying to slip inside. She pulled away from the kiss, her mouth searching out my ear and nibbling on my ear lobe before she whispered, "I like halter tops because they give such easy access. Skin on skin is so much nicer..." My fingers had found the edge of the halter top, tracing along the skin of her boob, but now I insinuated my fingers under the edge.

She was right, the loose fit did give easy access, my hand easily slipping inside to fill itself with her boob, squeezing and fondling, my fingers searching out her nipple. Moments later she sat up just a bit, reaching behind her neck to untie the knot behind her neck, and the entire top fell to her waist leaving her topless in my lap.

"Oh My God, they're so gorgeous," I said, mesmerized by her now exposed beauties, occasionally lighted by the light of a car going the other way or the occasional streetlight on the freeway. My one free hand moved from breast to breast, and then suddenly I remembered that I was fondling my cousin with my sister right there. I glanced over at her, and although the majority of her attention was on the road, she was also glancing over at Mary and me.

Mary giggled.

"What?" I said, my fingers rolling a nipple.

"You really are slow, aren't you?"

"Why is that?"

"Andrea said you'd take it slow. I wanted you to touch me last night. I gave you a good view down my shirt, gave you a hard-on, but you went and fell asleep on us." I instantly remembered the night before, staying on my belly to hide my cock from my sexy cousin, and then waking this morning with a blanket over me, knowing that someone else had put it there. Her hand, which had been resting against my chest, now lowered and slid between her body and mine -- directly over the top of my rigid cock. "Andrea told me you had a nice one."

"Oh fuck," I groaned as her hand squeezed and rubbed my member through my pants.

She raised her face to me once again, and our lips met again while my hands continued to fondle her bare breasts.

We kissed and played, me with her bare breasts, her rubbing my cock inside my pants. When I tried to lean over and suck her nipple, she slid more upright, moving her breast to my mouth. She had to move her hand away from my cock to do this, but her coo of pleasure made it all worthwhile. With my eyes closed, her nipple in my mouth, I didn't at first notice what her hand was now doing, but my eyes opened again when I felt a slight jolt as she managed to open the top button on her shorts, and the fumbling as she worked on the zipper. Her hand slid inside her shorts, slipping inside her panties, as I watched. "Oh my God, Rick, I'm so wet..."

When I pushed my hand down her belly toward her shorts, she removed her own hand and moments later I was fingering my cousin, who was indeed sopping wet. This was the first time I'd ever touched a woman without seeing her first, and because of this noticed the difference between her, my girlfriends, and of course Andrea.

Mary's labia were larger and meatier than Andrea's had been, her clit bigger, or at least protruding more from her body, than either Andrea's or my last girlfriend. When I slipped my finger inside her, there was no friction at all as she was so wet. When I pulled my finger back out, dragging it against her clit as I did, she shuddered. When my fingertip reached it and I moved it around in a circle, she shuddered and whispered, "Oh yeah... like that."

I'd been concentrating on sucking her nipples, but now with my finger on her clit, she wanted my mouth again. As I pulled away from her magnificent tits I glanced over to Andrea and found her driving with one hand, her other slipped inside her own halter top, playing with her own nipples, apparently aroused herself from watching her cousin and me, but also paying attention to the road. I didn't have much more than just a glance and a realization before my lips were once again on Mary's with her mouth sucking my tongue into hers.

I paid attention to Mary's body language, her occasional shudders when I touched her just right, the way she arched her body into my hand. I sensed at one time that she was getting close, and pressed just a bit harder against her nub, eliciting a continuous shudder for a few seconds before her pelvis drew back again. I dipped my finger into her juices several times to keep her lubed as her liquids evaporated, each time eliciting an "Oh yeah," or an "Oh, so good." I hadn't really sensed a complete orgasm, but kept trying, and I had almost lost myself in Mary's pleasure, when my sister said, "We're almost home, guys."

I almost thought that Mary hadn't heard her, when her mouth pulled away from my face, my tongue aching from her sucking on it. "Guess I better sit up?" she said, leaning back as I pulled my hand away from her pussy. I slid it up her body to grip her bare breast once again.

She cooed once again, and I asked, "Was that ok? Did I make you cum?"

"Are you fucking kidding me?" She answered, spinning around, and back into the middle seat, where she pulled the halter back up around her breasts, once again hooking the catch behind her neck. "Three times! Andrea was right, you are good with your fingers."

"This one?" Andrea asked as she slowed for a farmhouse driveway.

"One more," Mary said, "Another half mile."

By the time we pulled into the drive it was nearly 1 am. Andrea shut the truck off, and we just sat for a moment. "Well?" Mary said, and then giggled. "Was watching him get your cousin off better than jacking him off? A little visual to think about in bed tonight?"

Andrea giggled. "I don't know, it was pretty dark most of the time..." I couldn't help but wonder when I heard this, just what had Andrea told Mary about us? Apparently, she'd told much more than I would have suspected; that my sister and I had previously had some sexual based relations was no longer a secret between just the two of us. Although I'd felt the attraction to Mary and sensed that she had felt the same for me in the first couple of days, that Andrea had been in on the planning of this little escapade hadn't really crossed my mind, until now.

Mary shut the truck off, and we slid out. When I slammed the door shut, Mary pulled me to her and, looking up, kissed me again. "Thank you. That was wonderful."

~

"Sounds like you guys had a great time," Mom said the next morning after we'd told "all" about the ballgame, skipping totally the activities in the truck coming home.

"So, what are you guys up to today?" Aunt Tracy asked.

"We're thinking of taking a lunch with us, taking the horses out and going down to the Timber to go swimming."

"Oh, now that sounds like fun," Mom chipped in, "I haven't done that in probably 30 years."

"We only have the three horses, or you could go with us," Mary answered, "but maybe you and mom can take them tomorrow and do the same."

"We could do that," Aunt Tracy stated. "Are you really interested?"

"Sounds like fun to me. Just like we used to?" Mom answered.

"Of course, Just like old times."

There was something about that answer that was a bit mysterious, but I didn't think anything further of it.

~

Mary was good at riding horses. She'd ridden her horse in the county fair for multiple years, winning ribbons for horsemanship in several different events. Andrea and I were pure novices. She had a lot of waiting for us as we didn't control our horses that well but, like most horses, they also seem to understand follow the leader. We rode down through the corn fields, out across the neighbor's land, and down to the river. There was somewhat of a trail along the river which we followed for quite a while, finally arriving at "The Timbers".

The day had been quite muggy, we had thunderstorms forecast for the afternoon, and we were all hot and sticky by the time we got there. Mary had us tie off the horses and said, "we just need to get into our suits". When I looked around to see where we should change into swimsuits, the only privacy was to walk back into the bushes. I had to pee, so stepped over behind some bushes and suddenly heard one splash and then another. When I stepped back, I found a blanket spread with two piles of girl's clothes, and both girls' neck deep in the river.

"I thought you were going to put on your suits?" I hollered out to them from the edge of the water when I walked up.

"We did!" Andrea laughed, "Our birthday suits!"

"You guys are naked?" I needlessly asked.

"Yep" Mary said, standing so that I could see the water was really only waist deep and allowing me to see her magnificent breasts. "Join us!"

It took me just a moment to go back and shuck my clothes, taking longer to get my shoes off than anything. I had a semi hard-on, there was no way I was soft after seeing Mary topless, especially after our make out session the night before. Andrea had remained neck deep for the moment but both girls watched as I walked toward them. Right here, for some reason, the bottom was sandy making it a bit more pleasant to sit. I walked out as far as they were before leaning forward in a shallow dive and swam out a bit further. It didn't take long, and I suddenly realized there was more current in the middle and turned back. Once I made my way back upstream, that few seconds in the current having taken me downstream by 20 or 30 yards, I turned and sat on the sand just like they were.

"So, my sister was telling tales?" I queried as I settled into the water beside Mary.

"Tales?" she asked innocently, pretending she didn't know what I was saying.

"What was it you said last night, Andrea told you I had a nice one... and then asking her if watching was better than jacking him off?"

"Well, she did tell me a thing or two..." she laughed outright as she looked over to Andrea who was looking mortified.

"I told you that in confidence..." she pouted.

"It certainly wasn't confidential after last night." I glanced between the two of them, feeling I was going to get more information from Mary than I would Andrea, "so what all did she say?"

"That 'you had a nice one,' and she watched you perving on your parents at Christmas and jacking off...."

There was no point in denying it, when someone confessed something like that it was almost assuredly true. "And?" I pushed to see just how much she had told.

"I told her that we masturbated each other," Andrea said, still neck deep and leaning back on her hands. "And I told her we were both really horny a couple of days ago and did it again."

"She is right," Mary said, sliding a bit closer to me in the water, her hand coming up and gripping my cock, "You do have a nice one."

"Is that so?" I returned, not responding directly to her touch on my cock but reaching over to her tits and pinching a nipple in return.

"She also said you were good with your fingers, but I found that out last night."

"I was good?"

"Very good," she answered, now totally beside me and turning her face up to be kissed.

With us both naked and not stymied by our clothes as we had been the night before, our hands were all over each other instantly. Mary's grip on my cock became slow stroking, right up until she pulled away from the kiss and stuck her head underwater, finding and sucking my cock into her mouth without any problem. It was just a minute or so, enough to let me know she was experienced at sucking cocks before she bobbed back to the surface with a grin.

"She didn't say how good you are at oral... you are good at oral, aren't you?"

"I wanted to show her, but she wouldn't let me."

"You would have?" I nodded, reaching for her again. "Then maybe you'll have to show her how good you are on me and she'll know what she's missing." I pulled her to me, and just like the night before our mouths were locked into a passionate kiss.

Her legs spread to my touch, her nipples created shudders in her body as I pressed them between my thumb and forefinger. My cock expanded under her squeezing and caressing; her ass filled my hand as I pulled her close. I moved into slightly shallower water and she followed, straddling me and pushing me backwards, her pussy rubbing up and down on my cock. When I had to put my hands behind me to hold myself up enough to not drown, I pushed her back upright, and reaching out, took her hand and pulled her on shore with me. I didn't even look for Andrea -- she, for the moment, was totally forgotten.

I sat on the edge of the blanket that the girls had spread earlier, and as I rolled onto my back, I pulled Mary over me. As she straddled me, I pulled her down to my face and stuck my tongue between her labia. I spread them with my fingers, allowing me to search upward until my tongue found her clit, which elicited a gasp. I moved one hand down to her vagina, slipping my finger inside which she also seemed to like. When I stopped my tongue lashing on her clit, I reached up and rubbed it with my thumb and sucked her labia into my mouth before moving lower to shove my tongue into her pussy.

I sucked her juices and tongued her vagina for quite some time with my thumb on her clit before moving my mouth back up, my tongue finding her clit once again, and reached up to find her breasts and nipples. The combination of tonguing her clit and pinching both nipples set up a convulsive quivering of her body, until suddenly she groaned and pushed down against my head to lift herself away.

Moving her body down mine she grabbed my head with her hands and attacked my mouth with her own. My hands were still filled with her breasts, but it was my cock that she was now after. Lowering her pussy to my crotch she began forcing it against me, finding my erection and pressing it against her sex -- until she reached down with a hand and held me upright a bit so she could slide me into place. I couldn't help but groan as the heat and wetness of her pussy engulfed my cock and I was truly fucking my cousin.

At first, she was in charge. She was on top, rising and lowering to her own pleasure, her pussy constricting around my cock, seemingly making her hot wetness just that much tighter. Her mouth was against mine, sucking my tongue into her mouth, her moans of pleasure music to my ears. But it wasn't long until I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her against me, and rolled us over so I was on top. Putting my hands on the blanket beside her I lifted my upper body to get a better angle and thrust hard into her. Her arms came up and over my back, her legs wrapping around mine. I was using long deep thrusts, pulling out as far as I could without totally coming out, and then slamming back inside. At one point I pulled out too far, my cock slipping up between her labia. Her hand reached down and guided me back in place, and in doing so, I looked up.

I had ignored that my sister was there and had been paying no attention to anything except the hot and sexy body of my cousin. Now as my cousin realigned my cock with her pussy, I looked up -- and found my sister looking directly at us.