Author: Tod Naturlich
Title: Cousins
Part: 3
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 =====

*** The truth comes to light ***


You had accepted it, you couldn't stop doing things with your little cousin, it 
didn't matter how much you tried, you knew your hormones would beat your 
neurons. Now you were trying to at least place some ground rules on yourself. 
You knew you wanted to do *something*, but was it just seeing and touching, or 
something else. It also worried you what would happen if an adult found out. 
But that thought was always overruled by some fantasy you had with your cousin. 
After a week of thinking you had advanced nothing, and it seems you couldn't do 
more.

So the next Sunday you arrived at your grandparent's house quiet and resigned, 
ready to accept anything fate had planned for you. You did not wish something 
would happened, but you weren't going to avoid it. Just take a chance if it 
showed, just like last weekend.

Your first surprise was that Ann wore jeans, instead of a dress or even pants. 
The second surprise was that when she saw you, instead of running to greet you 
like usual, she ran to the back of the house, avoiding your face. And there 
still was a third surprise: the house was full of people. Louie, another uncle 
of yours had come with his family: his wife and his two children, Adolph and 
Aura. You hadn't seen them for almost a year, and were very happy to greet 
them. Aura was six months younger than Ann, but physically she seems a lot 
smaller. Adolph also looked younger, even though he was the same age as Cesar. 
You liked Adolph a lot, because he liked puzzles more than sports, like you.

With so many people you discarded any action with your little cousin, who was 
very happy to had Aura to play with. And after the chit-chat had gone for some 
time she came to you and greeted you as happy as ever. At least you stopped 
worrying about that.

It seemed your uncle Louie wanted to move back, and had came looking for 
houses, so he and his family couldn't stay too long, they just had passed to 
say hi and had to be gone, but they said that maybe in a couple of weeks they 
will be a regular sight. Turned out Richard also had a date with his 
girlfriend, and Cesar, who had an exam on Monday, was studying in a corner. 
Suddenly you felt things had magically order themselves for *something* to 
happen.

You found Ann in your grandpa's room watching TV. She seemed surprised when you 
entered, you even thought she blushed a little. You sat on the bed decided to 
find out what was happening.

"Ann, what's the matter? you run every time you see me," you told her as calmly 
as possible.

"Nothing..." she answered, avoiding your eyes.

Before she could do anything else you were behind her tickling her ribs. Ann 
fell on the bed and you started tickling her all over. You knew her belly was a 
good spot and soon she was out of breath with laughter. You also used your 
position to rub your hand a couple of times over her bum, and even her tights, 
but nothing more. Finally you saw Ann could go no longer and you left her alone.

"Well," she answered after catching the breath, "you remember last Sunday? 
Well, I was asleep and kinda woke un when you moved the dolls," you listened 
with growing concern, "well," she continued, "I wanted to gave you a fright, so 
I pretended to be asleep, and then you started caressing me, and it felt good, 
and I almost fell asleep again. And then I woke up with a weird felling in my 
tummy, and then I saw you could see my panties, so I roll over to cover," she 
finished, completely red from neck to the base of her black hair.

You were breathing again, your worries had been unfounded, but now you felt 
quite calm, and a little excited. Perhaps more than a little excited, because 
without thinking you said, "And what was that feeling in your tummy?"

Ann blushed even more. "Well, you were trying to tickle me," she said not 
looking at you.

"Did you like it?" you asked, smiling.

Ann looked at you, and nodded with her head. "But you cannot see under my 
dress. My mom said I shouldn't allow anybody to do so," she said, worriedly. 
You agreed with her, you knew you should promise no to do it again, but it 
would be an empty promise. You were ready to finish the conversation and 
concentrate on the TV when Ann started talking again, "I tried to do it myself, 
but I couldn't fell the thing in my tummy," she said softly, almost silent, 
"will you tickle me again?"

You looked at her amazed, that wasn't what you were expecting, and you were 
sure you shouldn't accept. But you couldn't denied it. At least you tried no to 
sound too eager about it. "What about what your mom told you?"

"I won't tell her anything," she said quickly, "I didn't tell her before," she 
added, trying to earn your trust.

You had been looking at the TV, trying to force yourself to stop this, but your 
will wasn't enough. You looked at the pleading face of your little cousin and 
then at her hands, buried in her tights. "I think you can do it alone," you 
said without thinking, and a twist of emotions ran over you: guilt, desire, 
rage, everything at the same time.

"It's not the same as when you did it," she answered, blushing. Her words 
brought you back to reality, you knew you couldn't fight it anymore, and you 
really hadn't even tried. You reached with your hand toward her tights, and 
little Ann let you. You tried to rub her over the jeans, but it was useless, 
you didn't felt anything, an neither did Ann, "I can't feel it over my pants," 
she said, sadly, "but you cannot see my panties, my mom told me, you can only 
touch them," you smiled at the way she still tried to respect what her mother 
had told her.

"I won't see them," you told her while you started unbuttoning her jeans. You 
could see her panties by the little opening, but you quickly get you hand 
inside, to touch her. Just then the door opened and you just had time to get 
your hand out before Ann's mom entered.

"Ann, get ready, we're leaving soon," she told Ann and then retired.

"You better get ready," you also told her, while you helped her close her jeans 
and thanked God for not letting her mom noticed the open jeans, and your hand 
in them.

"Will you come next Sunday?" asked Ann before leaving.

"Yes, I'll come," you answered.

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You kept your promise, and every time your desire for her grew, but also did 
the guilt, because you knew you couldn't fight doing it. The worst part was 
that you had done almost nothing. Ann had not wore a dress or skirt again, 
maybe because she knew what you would do. She had been loyal to her mom and not 
allowed you to see her panties. When she wore pants she let you rub her crotch 
from the outside while in bed. You could see she liked it, because her breath 
became rapid and agitated, but it never went over that, and there was always 
something that stopped you.

Once she wore jeans again, and let you get your hand inside to touch her, as 
long as you promised not to look at her panties. You couldn't see anything, 
anyways, but you touched her panties again, and felt the soft skin of her 
tights. Then, without notice, you pushed her panties aside and touched her 
pussy with you naked fingers. Ann jumped on the bed and made you get your hand 
out.

"No," she said, "It's dirty," she finished. She put her panties right and let 
you continue. That day Ann really breath heavily, and for a moment you thought 
she might have an orgasm, but you were again interrupted.

And every weekend, when you returned home with an erection in your pants and 
the odor of your little cousin's pussy on your fingers you thought of what you 
were doing and decided not to do it again. But over the week your resolution 
grew weaker and weaker, and by next Sunday you had nothing to say when Ann 
asked you to "play with her".