My Cousin, His Sister's Boyfriend, and Me, Chapter 1
Incest
2003-09-18
Steve's room was small and so I had to sit next to him on the bed. He had grown more polite since I last saw him and shifted over so I could get comfortable. I lounged back and my short skirt rode right up. He could see my little white panties, which even at that young age made me a litle excited - but this was safe - he was my cousin and we were only children, right?Steve stopped playing his game and we talked about the schools we wnt to. He was bragging about how all the girls at his school liked him and from the way he was talking and the way he was looking at me I could tell he had finally discovered girls! It was then that he said something unusually nice, for him and me at least - "Jessie, if you came to our school, all of the other girls would be jealous - you look so good now. "I was a little overwhelmed he was being so nice to me as we had always fought like cat and dog, but I also felt feelings I wasn't really used to, of really enjoying him blatantly staring at my long legs, my new breasts through my little top (no bra) and my little white panties. We talked about usual kids stuff for a while longer, but there was a fresh, teenage sexual tension which was so new and exciting that I cannot remember what was said. We moved closer and closer as we talked, accidentally-on-purpose, until his toes were pressing against my now wet panties, which being white had gon transparent and clung to my bare pussy lips, and our legs were entwined on the bed. He was moving his foot against my cunt as we talked on, pretending nothing was happening which made the feelings even more intense. His shorts were tented by his erection and my breath was getting more and more irregular as we discussed football and pop music. The anticipation that one of us would take things further or mention it was almost unbearable. . . It was at that point, that the door to Steve's bedroom opened, and a tall, very good looking man, about 20 years old with a good body through his tight t-shirt and short dark hair, pushed open the door to Steve's room and let himslef in. I didn't know who he was, but Steve pulled his feet back quickly and looked round, over-enthusiastically gasping "Hi Rob! We were just talking about video games!"Rob ignored him though, he was staring at me with my wet white knickers and hard nipples poking through my skimpy little pink top. "Er, Steve," he said, still with his gaze fixed on me, and for some reason I didn't want to adjust my skirt to make myself more decent, "your parents have gone out - Charlotte and me are babysitting you two, but she needs to go to the supermarket for some stuff and wants you to help, could you go downstairs, please?"Rob sounded quite firm, and I had established he must be Charlotte's boyfriend.
2003-09-18
Steve's room was small and so I had to sit next to him on the bed. He had grown more polite since I last saw him and shifted over so I could get comfortable. I lounged back and my short skirt rode right up. He could see my little white panties, which even at that young age made me a litle excited - but this was safe - he was my cousin and we were only children, right?Steve stopped playing his game and we talked about the schools we wnt to. He was bragging about how all the girls at his school liked him and from the way he was talking and the way he was looking at me I could tell he had finally discovered girls! It was then that he said something unusually nice, for him and me at least - "Jessie, if you came to our school, all of the other girls would be jealous - you look so good now. "I was a little overwhelmed he was being so nice to me as we had always fought like cat and dog, but I also felt feelings I wasn't really used to, of really enjoying him blatantly staring at my long legs, my new breasts through my little top (no bra) and my little white panties. We talked about usual kids stuff for a while longer, but there was a fresh, teenage sexual tension which was so new and exciting that I cannot remember what was said. We moved closer and closer as we talked, accidentally-on-purpose, until his toes were pressing against my now wet panties, which being white had gon transparent and clung to my bare pussy lips, and our legs were entwined on the bed. He was moving his foot against my cunt as we talked on, pretending nothing was happening which made the feelings even more intense. His shorts were tented by his erection and my breath was getting more and more irregular as we discussed football and pop music. The anticipation that one of us would take things further or mention it was almost unbearable. . . It was at that point, that the door to Steve's bedroom opened, and a tall, very good looking man, about 20 years old with a good body through his tight t-shirt and short dark hair, pushed open the door to Steve's room and let himslef in. I didn't know who he was, but Steve pulled his feet back quickly and looked round, over-enthusiastically gasping "Hi Rob! We were just talking about video games!"Rob ignored him though, he was staring at me with my wet white knickers and hard nipples poking through my skimpy little pink top. "Er, Steve," he said, still with his gaze fixed on me, and for some reason I didn't want to adjust my skirt to make myself more decent, "your parents have gone out - Charlotte and me are babysitting you two, but she needs to go to the supermarket for some stuff and wants you to help, could you go downstairs, please?"Rob sounded quite firm, and I had established he must be Charlotte's boyfriend.
Olesya
Russia
