Author: Tod Naturlich
Title: Cousins
Part: 2
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 =====

*** Dancing with Ann ***


Next Sunday, before you and your family arrived at your grandma, you tried to 
assure yourself that nothing would happen: Ann would be wearing pants, and you 
wouldn't have a chance to see more than you have already. *It'll be just an 
uneventful day*, you repeated to yourself, but deep within you desired 
otherwise.

And amazingly enough it seemed someone was listening to your desires. Ann ran 
to greet you the moment you entered (you were, after all, one of her favorite 
cousins) and while you hug her you couldn't stop a smile of hope because she 
wore a large dress, a red dress with blue ribbons.

"You like it?" she asked while spinning around herself, "my mom bought it."

"It's very pretty, almost as much as you," you answered. Ann dropped the dress 
and started fidgeting nervously, not knowing what to answer, but an instant 
later she ran to greet your parents and show off her new dress, completely 
forgetting your comment.

You greeted the rest of the family: your grandparents, the parents of Cesar and 
Ann, and Richard and his mom. It dawned on you that the old house had been 
getting emptier over the years. When you were a kid there came a lot more 
uncles, but now they lived away. For the first time you thought the house was 
big and quite empty.

It was an old house, built to hold large families with ten children and many 
guests. It had six bedrooms besides the great hall, kitchen, dining room and 
two gardens. Four of the bedrooms were empty, and on Sundays everybody stayed 
talking in the kitchen or viewing television on your grandparent's room. All 
these thoughts ran thought your mind without motive, but your imagination had 
already placed you and your little cousin in one of the empty rooms.

You tried not to think about that and sat down to talk with your uncles and 
aunties, since Richard and Cesar were gone with some friends to play football, 
something you don't like too much. The chat was boring, and after half an hour 
of trying to listen you decided to leave and watch some TV. However something 
stopped you midway, you noticed the door of a bedroom half open, so you 
entered, and there you found Ann sat on the floor playing with an old doll, 
probably of your great grandmother's.

Ann quickly hid the doll behind herself and looked at you worriedly. You smiled 
at her while closing the door behind you. "What are you doing Ann?" you asked 
sweetly.

"Nothing," she answered, still trying to hide the doll.

"Grandma told you not to play with those dolls. What would she said if she saw 
this?" you asked mimicking your grandmas voice, which made her laugh, "Why 
don't you leave the doll and we play something else?" you asked again.

Ann happily agreed. She stood up and placed the doll with the rest of the 
collection on a cabinet. "What do we play?" she asked.

"I don't know," you answered, "what do you want to play?" you returned the 
question. You certainly knew what you wanted to play, but it would be dangerous 
to say so.

"Would you dance with me?" asked Ann at last.

"How?" you said, not quite understanding.

"Like in the movies, princesses wore dresses and always dance with the prince," 
she answered shyly, and blushed a little.

You smiled and presented your hand to her, while adopting the most prince-like 
expression you could imagine. Ann laughed and took your hand, while she started 
to hum the waltz of *Beauty and the Beast*. You weren't a great dancer, but 
pretty good compared with a nine-year-old. The most difficult part was the 
height difference, you had to bend over her and it was very uncomfortable. 
Finally you decided to kneel before her, this way is was harder to move, but 
your hands and heads were aligned.

You moved a couple of turns in the room, and soon your hand on her back was 
going down, but Ann was doing nothing to stop it. When you reached the end of 
her back and she still didn't say anything, you keep going. You couldn't 
believe that your hand was over her butt and your little cousin kept dancing 
like nothing. You were really excited, and without thinking you squeezed 
slightly on her butt.

Ann jumped and turn away from you, laughing. "Don't do that!" she said.

"What?" you asked innocently, but inside you were pretty worried.

"Don't tickle me!" she said again.

You thanked your good fortune and without further notice you lifted her and 
dropped her on the bed, tickling her all over. You started at her ribs and 
follow to her belly while Ann twisted, laughing and moving hands and legs to 
stop you. Then you moved to her ankles and started to tickle her going up.

Ann kept on laughing and seems to really enjoy the game, so you took a chance 
and put your hand under her dress, to start and tickle her tights while your 
other hand kept her busy on her ribs. Soon your hand under her dress went up 
until your fingers touched her little cotton panties. You almost forgot about 
the tickles while your fingers moved over her panties, far too quickly finding 
her belly beyond them. You then redoubled your attack on her belly and 
bellybutton. Ann started laughing more than ever, it seems she was very 
ticklish on her belly.

But you weren't really thinking about tickles, all you wished for was lifting 
her dress and look at what your hands were touching, because right then you had 
lifted her panties and inserted two fingers inside, almost ready to touch her 
little pussy. But a kick of your little cousin hit you in the arm, and 
instinctively you removed your hands from her body, while you caressed the 
injured part. Ann took the opportunity to breath and then jumped over you, 
trying to tickle you. It was then that the door swing open and Cesar entered, 
sweating and panting.

"Hey!" he said, "come to play, we need another player, please!"

Before you could think, you had already accepted. Maybe some part of your mind 
still understood the danger of what you were doing. So you let Ann alone and 
followed Cesar.

You enjoyed the rest of the evening playing with Cesar, Richard and their 
friends. You don't liked football too much, but it was fun, besides it helped 
you forget about your cousin's panties and loose the erection you've gained 
while tickling her. You've read a lot about the problems teenagers had with 
unwanted erections, but that at least was not your problem, as your penis 
wasn't too big, so you could hide it, even with some degree of erection, inside 
your pants.

The game ended at sunset, when the friends of Richard retired. In the house 
your parents and grandparents were still talking. Your grandma sent your 
cousins to take a shower, but as you had no clothes there, you had to wait for 
home. It was until Cesar and Richard were in the bathroom that you noticed Ann 
wasn't around.

You found her in the same room you were playing before. She had fallen asleep 
in the bed with some old dolls around her. Carefully you removed the dolls and 
placed them with the others, you didn't want your little cousin to be in 
trouble. After that you stared at her, placidly sleeping.

Unwanted images were taking form in your mind, and the memories of what had 
happened less than four hours ago seemed like something ancient, almost 
forgotten. Slowly you moved your hands to her dress and lifted it. There they 
were, just as your fingers remembered them, her little flower cotton panties, 
covering from beneath her bellybutton to the limits of her prepubescent slit.

You let her skirt rest over her belly and with infinity care moved to examine 
that part of her that, since a week before, had awaken such unusual feelings in 
you. First you touched the rim of the panties, following the shape from her 
belly to her tights and back to her buttocks. Suddenly it seemed you cousin was 
as little as one of the dolls she was playing with.

Slowly you moved your finger over her soft panties, going to the center of her 
tights, closer to the point were you thought her little slit was, the entrance 
to her pussy. You felt something under the fabric, a bump in her skin, and you 
assumed your finger was now over her slit, you started moving your finger up 
and down, following the shape and imagining her little pussy under your touch.

You couldn't believe it, you were touching her pussy, over her panties, but it 
was the closest you had ever been to one. You moved your finger up and down, 
going as far as her partly open her legs allowed you. With amazement you noted 
that the center of her panties was getting wet as the soft cloth started to 
take the shape of her little slit underneath. You got closer to her tights and 
inspired the odor, sweet and bitter at the same time; powerful and delicious. 
You dared press your finger a little harder in her sleeping body.

And then Ann moved. You backed off quickly, but your cousin was still sleep, 
she had just closed her legs and turned in bed. You were breathing heavily, and 
quite sad for loosing that chance, but then you noticed that in her dreams your 
little cousin moved her hand and placed it between her legs, just were you had 
been touching her. That movement awake something in you, and you left the room 
trying to appear normal and in control.