Pamela James - Cousins in heat

Later that day, while Mark helped his parents clear away the dinner plates, Steve and Susan slipped away to take a leisurely stroll along the water. It was still light out, a golden mellow light that Susan often thought she could just reach out and touch.

"Buy anything in town?" she asked Steven.

The boy, who like Susan was barefoot and clad in shorts and a baggy T-shirt, smiled. "No. There's nothing to buy there anyway. We just went shopping for food."

"Sounds exciting."

The youngster laughed. "You should have come. It was a drag. When my parents are writing they're always so deep in thought they don't even talk to each other — like they're hiding secrets or something. They never discuss each others' books until they're finished."

"You going to be a writer when you get older?"

The boy shrugged. "Maybe."

"That's what I like about you. You always give a direct answer."

Steve gave her a playful punch on the arm. She automatically felt the familiar sensation beginning to spread in her groin. She was getting horny. Now just being with Steve made her more aware of her own growing needs. She craved the feel of his prick inside her.

Funny how much someone can change in just one afternoon! She thought to herself.

"Let's sit down for awhile and look at the water," she said, directing him toward the wide-arched sand dunes which ran up a slight incline and from which one could see the cottage. But Susan didn't want to be seen from the cottage. They sat against one of the dunes.

During a long period of comfortable silence Susan was becoming more and more aroused, sneaking appraising glances up and down the boy's lean young body. Lascivious thoughts filled her head as she said, pressing against him, "Do you like me, Steve?"

"Huh? Sure I do. You know that. I like you more than any girl I know."

"That's not saying much. You don't have any girlfriends."

The boy blushed and looked away.

"Oh Steve, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way. I'll be your girlfriend if you like." She let her hand rest lightly on his naked thigh. She felt him flinch.

"But-but you're my cousin. I mean, we're part of the same family."

"Well, it's not like we're brother and sister," she said, remembering Mark's remark.

"True, but… you know…"

"Steve, if I asked you for a special favor, would you do it for me?" Susan asked hesitantly. She could feel her heart pounding and her nipples hardening and pressing against the cotton T-shirt.

Steve seemed to stiffen with apprehension. Can he be reading my thoughts? Susan wondered.

"Will you… will you kiss me?"

"Kiss you?" He reddened again.

"Don't be embarrassed. I really want to kiss you. I've wanted to ever since seeing you again. We were just kids last time. Now we're — we're grown up. Sort of."

Her hand caressed his thigh. She looked down quickly and thought she had detected a growing bulge in the crotch of his shorts.

"Do you want to kiss me?" she asked.

"Really?"

"Sure. Do you want to kiss me?"

He shrugged.

She giggled nervously. "There, you go again, giving me one of your direct answers."

A smile played momentarily on the boy's soft young features. She gripped his thigh and ran her hand up and down. He looked down at her suggestively moving hand and swallowed hard.

He could feel his cock swelling. He wondered, blushing a deep red, if Susan noticed too.

Susan's trembling fingers touched the edge of Steve's briefs as they inched further up his thigh.

"Kiss me, Steve," she whispered.

The boy put an arm around her and drew her tentatively toward him. Susan closed her eyes and felt her lips pressing awkwardly against his. Their tongues met and her other hand slipped up inside his T-shirt to caress his small young tits.

He put his hand on her tits and squeezed. Susan moaned and her tongue slipped into his mouth where he sucked on it, making a slurping noise. She could feel his growing arousal and he could feel hers.

Without a word she unbuttoned his shorts and pulled down his zipper.

"Susan… I've never…"

"I know…"

"But…"

"It's okay. You want to, don't you?"

"Yes," he gulped. "Yes!"

Her hand slipped down into his briefs and she felt his hard-on. It was slim and long, the head very pronounced in its mushroom shape. His few pubic hairs were moist and soft.

"Susan," he whispered in her ear.

"I want to fuck you," she moaned.

"Mmmm… yes…"

He fumbled with her bra clasp, finally undoing it and squeezing her naked tits, his heart pounding. They're so big! he thought to himself. I can't believe this is actually happening — that Susan feels this way about me… just like I feel about her!

He pulled off her T-shirt and she pulled off his.

He took her left tit in his hand and brought it to his lips as she pulled down his cut-offs and briefs, his prick springing to full view.

It was pale, the golden hairs forming a halo around it. His balls, which were smooth and hairless, were swollen with cum and bigger than his brother's. She cupped them in the palm of her hand, then rubbed them together like two outsized golf balls.

"Susan, I love you," he groaned as she twirled his pubes around her fingers, getting him more and more excited.

"You want to see my cunt," she asked.

"God, yes. I want to fuck you."

He quickly undid her snap and tugged down the zipper, then pulled down her shorts and panties, revealing her glistening red cunt. It was barely concealed in its dark covering of curly hairs.

He gasped in amazement. "It's… it's beautiful!"

"And so are you." Her eyes traveled up and down his brown body, noticing how exciting the pale area around his cock was. They embraced and fell back against the dune, sand covering the boy's sweating back.

They kissed hungrily. Steve cupped the girl's perky buttocks, pressing his cock against her cunt and feeling her curly hairs against his.

"I want to taste you," she whispered into his ear, biting the lobe.

She started kissing his neck and shoulders, her tongue trailing wetly down his body. His chest muscles quivered with anticipation as she drilled her tongue tip into his navel, then licked his belly and pubic hair.

He pressed down on her head, spreading his legs and sighing deeply.

I can't believe this is happening! he thought over and over, his eyes hungrily taking in every tantalizing feature of her naked body. Her tan wasn't as deep as his, but seeing a girl naked for the first time, especially one as beautiful as Susan, was driving him crazy. He knew he was going to shoot his load at any moment!

She held his slim young prick in her hand and her mouth began to fill with saliva.

She drilled her tongue into his gaping piss-slit and heard his moan of pleasure. She felt his palm pressing suggestively against the back of her head.

Across the water, the sun was just beginning to set.

She took the upper half of his cock into her mouth and started sucking on it like a piece of candy. It tasted salty and musky, yet sweet and creamy.

"Susan, I love you… no one's ever done this to me before."

He cupped his hand on her tit and felt her nipple rise to his touch, and then harden.

She fondled his balls while she took more inches into her mouth until finally she was sucking eagerly on every part of his fuck-stick. It's long thin length made her gag at first but she soon got the hang of breathing through her nostrils as she sucked.

She felt his cockhead swell up to twice its size.

"I can feel it happening," he groaned. "Jesus, Susan… Jesus… Jesus…"

He arched his back and started humping instinctively into her mouth, seeing the expression of pure devotion on her face.

She really likes the taste! He thought. She really enjoys sucking my prick! It was as if this was happening to someone else and he was just looking on.