Author: Tod Naturlich
Title: Cousins
Part: 1
Summary: Your family goes every Sunday to your grandparent's house, a boring 
endeavor until your little cousins show you there are more things to do. The 
problem now is you can't stop.
Keywords: mf gi 1st cons inc cous impreg
Language: English


===== Cousins =====

*** Grandma's house ***


You were dreadfully bored. It wasn't that the movie was boring, but your 
conviction that you could be doing something much more interesting at home. Not 
long ago you'd discovered an excellent porn page and wanted all the images 
before they were taken down. You looked around from your chair in your 
grandparent's room. This was almost a second home to you, a place you've known 
for all the Sundays in your life. The weakly visit to your grandparents was an 
unwritten law in your family.

In the bed rested your two male cousins, Richard and Cesar, as well as your 
grandfather. Laying face down on the floor in front of your chair was Cesar's 
little sister, Ann, who didn't care the bed was taken. Your remembered when you 
were Ann's age and loved those visits because, being an only child, they were 
the only times you could play with your uncles and cousins. But now all you 
wanted was being back home.

The television was showing a Stallone movie. All had the same argument: 
something threatened the safety of the world and the hero had to fight half the 
population of Earth to defend his family, or the country, or the world; 
depending on the credibility range they wanted. It wasn't a masterwork, but it 
was okay, at least it made your forget where you were.

After a great fighting scene, where Stallone killed fifty terrorist with a 
butter knife while bullets fly by him making even water explode, there was a 
commercial, and your frustration grew even more. At least in your home, with 
cable TV, you didn't have to endure commercials.

A pain in your knee distracted you. Ann had kicked you without noticing while 
she watched the TV on her belly, but before you retaliated, you noticed that in 
that position her skirt had rode up her legs and you could guess the beginning 
of her panties. You looked at your grandpa and cousins, but they were watching 
the movie and didn't noticed a thing.

Almost without breathing, you moved your feet and pushed open Ann's legs, 
leaving her little panties visible.

"You're kicking me!" you explained when she turned to look at you, and without 
further comment continued watching the movie. Now it was you who couldn't 
concentrate on the TV, because the movements of your little cousin's legs had 
moved her skirt further up, and you could see the flower design of her cotton 
panties, and a little of the precious butt they covered.

Once again you used your foot to push her leg to one side, but this time your 
little cousin didn't looked around, she just started kicking, playfully trying 
to hit you, while you moved your legs to avoid it. It was a fun game for both, 
probably for different reasons. With so much movement her skirt had already 
gone up her back, leaving the panties covering her perky butt exposed. It 
looked so soft and comfy, and you could only imagine what was underneath.

But the vision of her butt, and the little line on her panties marking her 
buttocks distracted you too much, and a hard shoe hit you in the shin. You 
screamed and started caressing the damage area. Ann, hearing you scream, 
stopped and turned to looked at you. You could see now the front of her 
panties, and almost imagined the little line that would be the slit of your 
cousin.

Regrettably, Ann saw the position of her skirt, and fix it with a simple hand 
movement while she asked if you were all right.

Afterwards Ann forced his brother to move aside and got on the bed with them, 
so any fantasy that passed through your mind stopped there; even then, you were 
unable to concentrate on the movie.

Back at your house you started thinking about what you have seen and done. Your 
knew it was wrong, but on the other hand you had really done nothing, yet you 
were excited. You didn't care she was only nine years old, she was the closest 
you have been to see a pussy out of the Internet. After much thought you 
decided that it was pointless thinking about it, what had happened should not 
be repeated. Besides, as Ann almost always wore jeans or pants, and seldom a 
skirt, the situation would not happen again. Still, you couldn't stop dreaming 
every day of the following week with the flower design of the cotton panties on 
your little cousin.