I was so enamored, staring at my young cousin’s sex that I completely missed her naughty smile. Her legs fell further apart and she jokingly asked, ”Do you like what you’re looking at?”
I almost choked on a stupid answer, ”Uhm, I wasn’t looking at you, Cuz.”
She slipped her hand over her secret skin and smiled. ”Yes, you were,” she challenged, ”Don’t lie.”
I just swallowed hard. I knew I was busted perving. ”I, uh,” I stammered, ”I’m sorry, Cuz. I shouldn’t have been staring.”
She laughed and sat up looking at me. ”It’s okay. I shouldn’t have been laying there naked,” she smiled, ”You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed.”
I just turned with a grin and took the fish to the cooler. After storing the catch of the day, I turned to see Sherie pulling her shorts up. ”Are you ready to pick some scuppernongs?” I asked.
”Wait. What?” she asked, ”I thought we were going to pick muscadines.”
”Same thing,” I grinned, ”Are you ready?”
”Yeah,” she answered as she pulled her tee on, ”Let’s go.”
I tossed her a gallon bucket and led her through a shallow bend in the creek. We walked through the water for several minutes until we came to a small sandbar. I pointed to a spot up ahead and she smiled.
The muscadine vines hung heavily from the branches of the massive oak limbs that they clung to. As we drew nearer I started to see the purple fruit peeking from the leaves. ”There,” I pointed, “Do you see them?”
”Yeah,” Sherie answered with a smile.
We picked from the low hanging vines, eating the wild grapes as we went. The juice squirted from the fruit and ran down her chin. She was like a kid in a candy store. We picked and ate till we were sticky with the juices that ran down our chins.
I looked up and saw a vine covered in the fruit. There was enough there to fill both buckets. The vine was just out of my reach. “Let me up on your shoulders,” Sherie suggested.
I tried one last time to reach them by jumping but they were just out of reach. I turned to her and said, ”Come on, stand in front of me.” Sherie walked to me and stood facing me. ”Turn around, dumbass,” I chided with a grin, ”And spread your legs.”
She laughed and said, ”Finally, I was wondering when you would ask.”
I shook my head with a grin and ducked between her legs and lifted her quickly with my shoulders. ”Damn, Cuz,” she squealed, ”You have some thick shoulders.”
I grabbed her legs just below her knees to steady her. Walking to the hanging vine, I was painfully aware of the heat centered on the back of my neck. The thin baggy shorts did little to separate her secret skin from mine.
The sweet smell of the juices on her legs combined with the musky aroma of her sex filled my nostrils. My head swam as the sticky skin of her thighs clung to my neck.
She squirmed around picking the fruit and dropping it into the bucket, eating a few as she went. Her inner thighs were covered with the juices that ran down her body. She reached from side to side picking the ripe berries.
”Over there, Terry,” she directed as she reached for more fruit, ”There is a whole bunch of them.”
I followed her orders as my cock strained against my cut-offs. Her thighs squeezed my neck while she worked to fill her bucket. Sherie barely weighed enough to notice, but I did notice, her legs on both sides of my face and her sweet young pussy pressing the back of my neck through her thin shorts.
”I think I have enough,” she informed, ”You can put me down if you want.”
I squatted to let her off. Her sticky sweet skin clung to my neck as she stepped off, one leg at a time. I stood back up and took the buckets. ”We better head back,” I said, looking at the sky, ” It’s getting dark.”
”And we need a bath,” she replied as she looked at her body.
I carried the buckets as we started wading through the creek. Night had sneaked upon us. It was dark and I hoped we still had enough embers to rekindle the fire. Sherie hooked her fingers in my back pocket in order to stay close.
We stumbled along with splashing and laughing until we reached the camp. I could see red embers glowing in the pitch black. A thunderstorm rumbled in the distance, the flashes of lightning illuminating the sky.
I threw a few logs on the smoldering coals. The light of a young fire brightened our sandbar. I could see Sherie digging in her bag for some clean clothes. ”You want to get your bath first,” she called, ”Or me?”
I looked up at the approaching storm and said, ”We better hurry and get one now.”
Sherie grinned and wasted no time stripping. Her body bathed in the glow of the fire. She watched me with hands on her hips as I pushed my shorts down my legs. My cock hung flaccid as she grinned. I walked to the creek and waded in.
Sherie was almost to the edge of the water when I said, ”Wait, don’t forget the soap.”
She turned and quickly walked to the tent. My eyes were on her tight young ass as she bent low to retrieve the bar. She turned in time to catch me looking and smiled as she sexily walked to the water.
She handed me the soap and said, ”If you wash my back, I’ll wash yours.”
Thunder rolled in the distance as my hands massaged the lather into her back. Her arms hung at her sides and she softly moaned her approval. The water was cold but my body responded. My cock began to rise, pressing against her buttock. A flash of lightning and she pressed back against my throbbing member.
Without thinking, I slipped my hand around her body, cupping her tiny breast. Her nipple stood proud against my palm.
She turned to face me as another flash of lightning cracked in the distance. Her eyes were determined as she wrapped her small hand around my thick, rigid shaft. With a squeeze, she slowly stroked back and forth. My eyes were on her erect nipples, pointing at the sky. I wanted to taste them.
Startled by a loud clap of thunder, she jumped into my arms. I gently pushed her away and suggested that we finish our bath. Raindrops started pelting our bodies as we ran to the safety of the tent. Without a towel, we sat naked, dripping wet. I noticed her body shivering.
I moved closer and wrapped my arm around her and pulled her close. The glow of the fire was slowly dying in the downpour. ”You’re still hard,” Sherie giggled.
”You must think I’m a pervert,” I laughed.
She giggled and then surprised me by taking it in her hand again. My trepidations faded as she pushed me back and straddled my legs. Her hand worked slowly up and down my shaft. Our eyes fixed on each other as she worked.
She gave me a wicked grin and dropped her head. Her lips kissed the head of my cock. When she looked up at me, a clear strand of precum connected her lips to my cockhead. She dipped again, this time taking the head into her warm mouth. My breath caught in my lungs and slowly hissed out. Her hand still worked up and down my shaft.
I knew she could hear my heart beating as she swirled her soft warm tongue around my cockhead. I unconsciously whispered her name and her eyes came up to meet mine. Rain pelted the tent and the wind blew. There were flashes of lightning and the roar of thunder.
I’d not had sex in months, so it was a struggle not to cum. Her sweet eyes stared at mine as I watched her licking my precum from my cock. I needed a distraction or I would cum quickly. I wanted this to last.
I pushed her away and then spun my body. My head now positioned between her knees and my hands on her young hips, I pulled her down. Her scent filled my nostrils as my tongue pressed deep into her tight little pussy. I was all in now, no reservations or holding back.
I tasted her sex as she did mine. Her fingers gently caressed my shaft as she took the head between her lips. Her scent was that of cinnamon. My mind swam in the pleasure of the moment. My fingers gripped her ass, gently spreading the firm young cheeks.
I felt her forcing more of my hard cock into her mouth. Her warm tongue tickled my shaft as it slid back out. I felt the vibrations of the song she hummed on my cock. Her fingers cupped my scrotum and brushed my asshole.
My tongue danced over her swollen young clitoris. I felt her body tremble when thunder rolled trough the little tent. The darkness lit suddenly and frequently by the glow of lightning. Sherie pushed herself upright, her hands on my thighs and her beautiful ass on my face.
I felt her shudder and tasted a warm flow as she moaned through an orgasm. Her head dropped and she pressed hard against my tongue. Her juices flowed over my lips and down my chin.
I slowly slid my hands up the front of her tiny body. Her hands covered mine as I cupped her small breasts.
She seemed to drift in and out of a continuous orgasm while my tongue pressed deep into her young sex. My cock bobbed over my belly to the beat of my heart. A strand of clear fluid hung from the tip. I heard my name escape her lips in a whisper as she ground her sex into my chin.
Slowly her orgasm faded and she fell breathless over my body, once again taking my cock in her hand. ”Fuck, Terry,” she breathed, ”That was amazing.” Her hand slowly twisted up and down my rigid shaft. She looked back over her shoulder with a smile, ”Your turn, Cuz,” she announced.
She took the head of my cock into her mouth again as rain fell hard on our tent. The storm was moving away but thunder still rumbled in the distance. I kissed the insides of her thighs and around her sex. I felt her shudder again as my tongue tickled her little pink asshole.
She swallowed as much of my manhood as she could but I was a little big for her to get very far. She turned and looked at me with a warm smile, ”Will you fuck me, Terry?”
Nervously, I nodded, ”If that’s what you want.”
She smiled and nodded. I took her arm in my hand and pulled her down on my body, her face just inches from mine. We kissed like lovers instead of cousins. I rolled her onto her back, nestled between her legs. I savored each kiss as if it would be my last.
My hand reached between our bodies and lined my sex with hers.
Her eyes grew narrow as I pressed forward. I saw a degree of pain but also longing in her eyes. I pulled back and slowly pressed forward again. She was wet, soaking wet, but so fucking tight. I worried that I would hurt her, so I pulled back again.
Sherie smiled up at me and wrapped her legs around my waist. She arched her hips, taking my head into her pussy. A couple more inches followed. I could see the pain in her expression but she continued. She really wanted this.
My hands planted on the floor of the tent on each side of her shoulders. I pushed a bit deeper and felt her tightness. I rocked my hips ever so slightly so she could get used to my size. I was afraid to press too hard. She sensed my trepidation and she rolled me onto my back, straddling my body, my cock head still inside her pussy. She was now in control. Her hands rested on my shoulders. She was determined and slowly let her weight down on my cock.
I watched her as the pain contorted her face. But I also saw the pain disappear and pleasure take its place. She began to rock her hips on my lap. Slowly at first, but gaining speed and passion. I felt her fingernails digging into my shoulders.
I could see that she was on the edge of another orgasm, so I started to thrust upward. My balls slapped against her young ass with each stroke. ”Fuck, Terry,” she moaned, ”I’ve never had a dick this big before.”
I could hold back no more when her orgasm wracked her slight frame. My cock sent a river of cum deep into my cousin’s pussy. Rolling her onto her back, I slammed my hips hard into hers, my cock driving to the hilt. Her nails left red trails in the skin of my back.
My cum squeezed back out around my cock as I filled her womb with my seed. My heart raced and my breath wore on a ragged pace. My eyes locked on hers as my orgasm finally released its hold on my body. We fell breathless beside each other as the night grew late.
