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Archive name: thanksgv.txt (FF, teens, cousin-inc, 
1st-lesbian experience, rom)
Authors name: Amy K. (icesenshi@yahoo.com)
Story title : Thanksgiving Cuddle

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Written by Amy K. Copyright 1998, although permission for 
re-posting and archiving is granted so long as everyone 
who wants to read this has free and equal access to it. 
Anyone wanting a copy of all my stories, feel free to 
ask. I'm easy- Er, I mean, nice enough to share! ;)
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Thanksgiving Cuddle (FF, teens, cousin-inc, rom)
by Amy K. (icesenshi@yahoo.com)

***

Two female teenage cousins (one is sixteen and the other
is seventeen) get together for thanksgiving. They find 
out that they have more in common than most relatives do.

***

I heard her before I saw her. My cousin's even, heavy 
breathing drowning out the gentle clicking of her bicycle 
as she approached. I glanced up form the stopwatch, 
smiling as I saw Samantha through the trees. Clad in a 
pair of old gray track pants, and a dark blue shirt, her 
long hair was tied back haphazardly, her face flushed 
from the effort, with steely determination in her eyes.

"Just one more!" I called as she biked past me as fast as 
she could.

I watched her pass by me, and head up the dirt trail that 
lead back up the incline, my gaze being held away from 
the timer by the sight of her firm bottom suddenly being 
raised off the seat. I sighed wistfully as Samantha 
picked up speed, standing on her pedals to acquire more 
power.

"And you're 20 seconds ahead this time!" I added, giving 
the watch a quick look, as she vanished amongst the maple 
trees.

I sat back down on a boulder as my cousin's panting 
became distant once again, rubbing my arms against the 
cool fall air and hoped that Sam would complete her third 
lap ahead of schedule. I thought that I could actually 
smell my Aunt's cooking over the scent of decaying 
leaves, but I knew that it was just my stomach talking. 

Thanksgiving in our family was always a fairly large 
event, due to so many of my relatives fleeing south the 
moment the snow hit. This made an entire family Christmas 
gathering someone impossible, and it also gave me more 
than an ample excuse to see Sam once a year guaranteed.

This year, Samantha's school board had added a cycling 
competition to the usual inter-school track meet they had 
once a year in late Fall, and again in the spring. When 
she'd heard about it, my cousin had immediately called my 
school from a pay phone, claiming to be my Aunt with bad 
news. I was paged down to the office, thankfully yanking 
me out of 11G history, and handed the phone.

Expecting the worst, I started out being quite solemn as 
I took the phone from the secretary. But then, my ability 
to keep a straight face was stretched to its limits as my 
cousin burst into a rapid-fire explanation of how she'd 
been accepted almost immediately. She also was quite 
happy about the fact that the gym teacher seemed to have 
great faith in the fact that Sam would take the school to 
the finals with ease.

All that had been about a month and a half ago during the 
first week or so of school, and now, as promised, my 
cousin Samantha was in the district semi- finals, 
representing her high school. The next completion was to 
be held one week after Thanksgiving, and my cousin had no 
intention of letting the holiday affect her chances of 
winning.

Shortly after my family had arrived at my Aunt Amanda and 
Uncle William's farm, Samantha had dragged me off into 
the woods to the narrow winding trail that she used for 
practice runs. She'd given me a stopwatch and asked me to 
time her, promising that I'd be hers for the remainder of 
our time alone together. I'd agreed, and now was waiting 
a little impatiently for Samantha to complete her final 
lap.

Finally, after an additional four minutes, thirty-four 
seconds, I could hear her ragged breathing once again. 
"Seven seconds better than you're best time!" I called 
out, jumping to my feet, and getting ready to hit the 
stop button.

Samantha was standing on her pedals again, her teeth 
gritted, and her knuckles going white as she covered the 
last ten meters before squeezing the brakes. Her dull 
blue coloured mountain-bike skidded another five as I hit 
the little button, and picked up the water bottle I had 
waiting for her.

My cousin said nothing as she stood straddling her bike, 
sucking in air in long gasps, and looking completely 
exhausted. "You okay?" I inquired, walking over and 
handing her the bottle.

She nodded, and accepted the water. "T-time?" she 
inquired, wiping the sweat off of her face with the 
bottom of her shirt before taking a drink.

"Huh? Oh, um... thirteen, fifty-two," I replied.

Samantha nodded and took a long drink. "Any chance I can 
get you to carry me home?" she inquired with a wary 
smile.

"Unlikely," I chuckled, taking her left arm and putting 
it across my shoulders, "Come on, I can at least help 
you."

"What I do with out you?" my cousin sighed rhetorically, 
tilting her head to look me in the eye.

"Suffer?" I offered with a bit of a grin, as I looked 
expectantly back into her eyes, "So, still planning on 
keeping your promise?"

Samantha sighed, and nodded slowly as she limped along 
beside me, still managing to push her bike along side us. 
"I couldn't escape if wanted to," she replied, wincing a 
little as she stumbled on a tree root.

"You okay?" I asked with concern.

"Ya, I think I just over did it, 'tis all," she said with 
a shrug.

"Then I'll just have to fix it," I promised, giving my 
cousin a sly grin, "There's just one condition."

"Oh?" she inquired, noticing the look I was giving her.

"You have to kiss me," I said almost wistfully as I 
stopped walking a few feet from the main road.

"Out here? Where anyone might come along and find us?" 
teased Samantha, "I dunno, could be dangerous..."

"Don't you like me anymore?" I asked, giving her a pouty 
look as I reached around with my free arm to embrace her.

My cousin smiled softly, holding my gaze for several long 
silent moments as we stood there in the woods. I barely 
noticed her quick leg movement that turned down the 
kickstand on her bike before she returned my embrace 
properly, and smiled almost serenely.

"You know I love you," she whispered quietly, just above 
the sound of the birds.

"Then show me," I said imploringly, as the tension 
between us became an almost tangible thing, "Take this 
little chance, and touch my lips to yours. No one will 
see, no one will know."

Samantha closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep 
breath. She was still a little winded, and the gentle 
heaving of her chest against mine sent little chills 
through my body.

"Do you always seduce your lovers in the woods, little 
girl?" she inquired after a moment.

"Why not?" I stated, affectionately running my fingers 
over her face, "You've done the same to me after all."

"Ya, you're right," Sam said thoughtfully, and tilted her 
head to lightly kiss my fingertips, "I have, haven't I? 
Well, then I guess we're even."

"Not quite yet," I replied, bringing my hand down, and 
sliding it over the back of her neck, "But soon..."

I brought my hand up slightly, sending my small fingers 
into my beloved's damp hair, and tilted her head down. 
With a soft sigh, she submitted and with half closed eyes 
I touched her lips to mine as lightly as possible.

I felt Samantha's body tense as I pulled away a little, 
holding her head in place with a gentle tug of her hair. 
Teasingly I brushed my lips across hers and gave her chin 
a soft kiss before tilting my head just enough for us to 
touch noses for a moment.

Samantha's breathing had almost become normal, but now 
was coming out in long, slow, determined breaths as I 
deliberately pushed my body closer to hers. Our breasts 
rubbed against each other, and I stood on my toes in 
hopes of rubbing her nipples against mine as our lips 
found each other one more time.

Her fingers then pressed hard against my back as I 
resisted the urge to accept her probing tongue. She took 
my unwillingness in the sense that I had intended, and 
needfully began kissing me repeatedly in short soft 
kisses around my lips.

I couldn't help but smile as my cousin's attentions 
tickled my face, and Samantha immediately took advantage 
of the moment that I chose to giggle. My exclamation 
quickly became a sigh as she ran her tongue playfully 
across mine, making my mind swoon with the sensation.

For what felt like an eternity I found myself unable and 
unwilling to move as Samantha reached up under the back 
of my coat, and ran her fingers firmly over my back. With 
some small degree of expertise she pushed soothingly 
against the muscles of my back, causing me to moan softly 
in her ear from the sensation. The passion of my cousin's 
kisses, coupled with the careful prodding of her fingers 
drowning out reality.

But all too soon, Samantha's lips were slowly pulled from 
mine, and I could feel the cool October air rushing in to 
steal her warm form them. "I do love you," said 
sincerely, "But I'm afraid my legs are about to give 
out."

"That's okay," I replied a little forlornly, "As I said, 
I'll do my best to help you with that when we get home."

"That would be appreciated," Samantha replied with a nod, 
reluctantly moving to reclaim her bicycle, "Seeing as is, 
I can barely walk."

"Well, don't worry," I said with a smirk, "I'll still 
love you even when you legs fall off!"

"Hey! Don't say that!" scolded my cousin, "It's bad luck 
at a time like this."

"Oh, sorry," I said with a smile, giving her hand an 
affectionate squeeze, "I must have confused cycling with 
acting."

"Funny, very funny," muttered Samantha in mock scorn as 
we ventured back onto the long dirt road that lead her 
home...

*

My Aunt and Uncle's place was in a partial state of chaos 
when we arrived. There were several cars parked along the 
driveway, and what seemed like an endless supply of small 
children were running rampant near the ancient swing set. 
I smiled, shaking my head and leading Samantha towards 
the house as several of our small relatives waved and 
called out to us.

"I had no idea we had such a fertile family," commented 
Samantha, waving back at her cousin Alex, who'd been 
chosen as the responsible adult in charge of keeping the 
children out of too much trouble.

"Some of them are your Father's relatives kids," I 
reminded her, "I guess your Mom just was series when she 
said she was inviting the whole family!"

Samantha nodded and leaned against me as we made our way 
up the old wooden steps of the front porch. "I just hope 
I'm not as fertile, though," she chuckled as opened the 
door.

"Don't worry, Sam," I said with a grin, "You're so tough 
that you could probably give birth and not notice for a 
hour!"

My Aunt gave me a strange look as she met us at the door, 
some odd bit of cooked turkey in her hand. "I ain't even 
gonna ask!" commented Aunt Amanda with a laugh.

We both smiled and shook our heads. "Don't worry Mom," 
assured Sam, "It's not what you think!"

"I certainly hope not," her Mom said slyly, "But you 
girl's should be careful out there. All those horny 
squirrels in the woods these days!"

I quickly covered my face with my hand to hide my 
blushing, and Sam shook her head. "I think it was horny 
chipmunks, actually," she said a warily, making reference 
to the obscure horror movie her parents had rented the 
night before.

Aunt Amanda shrugged, and gave Samantha the once over. "I 
think you should lay down, though," she said with a 
sudden burst of parental concern, "You look beat, Sam."

"She was just trying too hard," I replied.

"Just want my parents to be proud of me!" she grinned, 
shifting her weight so that her right leg wouldn't be 
overworked.

Aunt Amanda sighed, and shook her head. "You know I 
always will be," she assured, brushing her daughter's 
hair from her eyes, "Now then, Amy, take Sam upstairs, 
okay?"

"Yes, ma'am!" I said, trying to be silly.

"Liver?" my Aunt offered in reply, holding out the thing 
she'd been holding.

"Ew! Indeed!" I shuddered, making my Aunt laugh as she 
popped it into her mouth and went back into the kitchen.

"Hicks," I teased, giving my cousin's shoulder a gentle 
squeeze.

"Tell me about it!" replied Samantha with grin as I lead 
her up the stairs, one step at a time, "I don't know how 
she can do that!"

"An acquired taste, I suppose," I giggled almost to 
myself.

"Careful," cautioned Sam as we reached the first landing, 
"With so many relatives around, the gutter's pretty 
crowded!"

I smiled and gave her a bit of a hug. "You taught me 
well, my love," I whispered, one of our mutual cousins 
passed us in the hall as he left the upstairs bathroom.

"Oh, and I forgot to tell you," replied Sam, quickly 
changing the subject, "We're going to have to share my 
room, I'm afraid."

"Crap," I muttered, "Our only chance to be alone together 
and you're wounded..."

"Sorry," she said a little sarcastically.

"No, I didn't mean it that way," I assured her, "It was 
just an observation."

Samantha shrugged as she opened her bedroom door. "'Tis 
okay," she assured me, "I'm kinda annoyed myself, but I'm 
we'll make the best of it."

I nodded a little sadly as we went in. "So, who's our 
roommate?" I inquired.

"Just Tracy," replied Sam, flopping down on the bed.

"oh, well then it's not so bad then," I commented, 
closing and locking the door, "She sleeps like a rock. I 
could have multiples and she'd never notice!"

"I wouldn't go that far!" my cousin laughed, "Pine walls 
are only so thick."

"So's cousin Tracy's head," I muttered with a smile, and 
sat down on the bed.

"That's just mean," chuckled Sam as I carefully slid her 
track pants over her bottom and took and moment to admire 
it.

"And?" I giggled, leaning down to give her a playful 
nibble through her panties, causing my cousin to jump a 
little.

"Mmm, forget I said anything," assured Samantha, "'Cause 
right now, I'd pay you a million dollars for just a ten 
minute massage..."

"I'll settle for less," I giggled, lifting the back of my 
cousin's shirt a little with my nose, and giving the 
small of her back a gentle kiss as I pulled her pants 
down the rest of the way.

"Five hundred thousand?" she inquired with a smile and a 
contented sigh as I pulled her track pants the rest of 
the way off.

"Five hundred thousand what?" I teased, coming back up to 
take the waistband of her panties in my teeth and tugging 
at them teasingly.

"Anything..." sighed Sam, stretching out on the bed.

"How about, four hundred and fifty thousand 'I love 
you's'?" I murmured slyly, taking hold of her calves and 
running my hands up her legs.

"Oh, mmm... And what about the other fifty thousand?" 
inquired Sam contentedly as the feel of her taut muscles 
beneath my hands sent chills down my spine.

"I'll take orgasms," I replied quietly, squeezing tighter 
as I reached her firm thighs and spread my fingers apart.

"Deal," she sighed, "Just don't stop."

"I don't think I could," I answered wistfully, my gaze 
following my hands up and down the length of my cousin's 
incredibly sculpted legs.

In reply she only smiled, letting me explore the silky 
smoothness of her skin, and the firmness of her muscles 
with my hands and fingers. I couldn't help but blush a 
little as Samantha moaned softly whenever I fond a sore 
spot, and pressed harder against it.

She would arch her back a little, and happily grit her 
teeth as I slowly rubbed against her sore spots in firm 
circular motions. I wasn't even certain which one of us 
was enjoying it more, as my hands shook with excited 
nervousness. 

I knew that if someone where to see us we could easily 
explain it away, but our flushed faces and happy grins 
were another matter. Not to mention the fact that 
Samantha's panties her pulled halfway down over her butt, 
making a tempting target for my lust.

I couldn't help but giggle a little as I leaned forward 
whilst my thumbs ran across the sensitive areas along my 
cousin's inner thighs towards her knees. Then, with the 
help of my tongue, I took the waistband of Samantha's 
undergarments in my teeth once again, and began pulling 
them down farther.

"Are you taking advantage of me, little girl?" she 
inquired contentedly, hugging the pillow under her head 
and letting me do as I may.

"No," I replied innocently, once Samantha's bottom had 
been fully revealed to me, "I'm just trying to make you 
comfortable."

"How sweet of you, dearest," my cousin chuckled, "My butt 
is kinda sore too, after all."

"Really...?" I inquired thoughtfully, my hands still 
moving over her legs, seeking out those muscles who'd 
been abused the most by my cousin's cycling obsession, 
"Then I'll just have to fix that in due time."

"Good," Samantha whispered happily, snuggling against her 
pillow, and trying to make the way she moved her bare 
bottom a little higher into the air seem inconspicuous.

I did my best to ignore her obvious invitation at first, 
paying much more attention to her athletic legs. Even as 
Samantha slowly moved her ass invitingly, under the 
pretence of making herself more comfortable, I pointedly 
ignored the rounded firmness of her equally athletic 
bottom. Instead, I began kissing my way down her thighs, 
teasingly avoiding her most sensitive spots, yet coming 
close enough to make Sam's body quiver.

"Mmm, you're such a tease," she moaned happily as I gave 
the side of her thigh a gentle nibble.

"You still owe me, my dear," I giggled and ran the tip of 
my tongue dangerously close to her pussy, causing my 
cousin to discretely part her legs a little more.

"Hmm? Oh, ya..." chuckled Samantha before sarcastically 
muttering, "I love you, I love you I love you, I love 
you."

"Keep going!" I teased, and gave her right ass cheek a 
playful nibble before giving it a soft kiss in the same 
spot.

My cousin merely sighed, turning her head more to the 
side so that she could smiled up at me through her tangle 
of long red hair. "You know I could never say it enough 
to completely tell you how much I mean it," I se replied 
quietly.

"But it's nice to have you try," I assured her, climbing 
onto the bed, and laying across my cousin so that I could 
hold her.

"I love you, I love you, I love you," whispered Samantha 
with a smile, reaching back to take my hand.

"I'll never grow wary of that," I admitted, hugging my 
cousin as best I could, squeezing her hand at the same 
time.

"What about those orgasms?" she inquired.

"Sometimes," I admitted, "It's enough just to have you 
hold me."

"Ditto," replied Sam, bringing my hand to her lips and 
kissing my knuckles in turn as our fingers intertwined. 
"Besides," I giggled with a bad Irish accent, "You can 
fetch me off anytime!"

She laughed and held my hand against her cheek. "I get 
that book next, okay?"

I nodded, my head lying on its side just between her 
shoulders, and smiled. "I finished it last night," I 
replied, "Just don't let your Mom know that you read such 
trash!"

Samantha stifled a laugh. "Why not?" she inquired, "We 
lent her the last one."

"Just being silly," I told her, sliding reluctantly back 
towards the foot of the bed, and running my fingers over 
her back.

"Thought so," my cousin chuckled as I knelt between her 
widely spaced legs, and pulled my shirt over my head.

"That's better," I muttered, feeling the cooler air upon 
my bared breasts causing my nipples to harden a little.

"Whatcha doing?" inquired Samantha with a smile.

"Just getting a little more comfortable," I giggled.

"Ya right..." she laughed, and gasped as I took a firm 
hold of her butt with both hands, gently kneading it with 
my fingers.

I smiled at my cousin's immediate reaction, and slowly 
slid my thumbs downward. Samantha shivered as they 
touched her outer lips, moaning softly as I made the 
action seem to be part of my caress. 

I knew that I could go farther, but I merely ran the tips 
of my thumbs up and down as best I could as I moved my 
hands over her firm butt appreciatively. My teasing was 
quickly rewarded as I found a building moisture between 
her legs.

"Do you want me to stop?" I teased, giving my cousin a 
kiss on the back of her neck.

"You do and I'll kill you," she chuckled, sighing 
contentedly.

I smiled and continued my movements by moving my lightly 
wetted thumbs up higher as I spread Samantha's ass cheeks 
apart with my fingers. I heard her moan softly as I 
brought my thumbs together on either side of her asshole, 
gently teasing the opening and lubricating it with her 
own juices.

My cousin gave a little whine of disappointment as I 
moved my hands back down after only a few seconds, but 
remained mostly quiet as I ran my hands down her long 
legs. I couldn't help but giggle to myself as I leaned 
forward, my hands squeezing at her muscles as I came 
within striking distance of her pussy.

Teasingly, I ran just the very tip of my tongue over 
Samantha's labia from bottom to top causing her body to 
shiver and bend her legs as my fingers carefully kneaded 
her calves lovingly.

"Is this part of the therapy?" she inquired with smile as 
my hands came back down from her ankles.

"You're too tense, and need to relax, right?" I said as 
more of a statement, unsuccessfully trying to make what I 
was doing seem innocent, "Well, I'm just helping you to 
relax, 'tis all."

Samantha sighed heavily, biting her lower lip as I slid 
my tongue partially inside of her. "Mmmm..." I teased, 
sounding thoughtful, "I can almost taste the tension 
inside you!"

"So what are you going to do about it?" my cousin 
inquired, her fingers clutching her pillow tightly as she 
tried to keep her voice level.

"Hm, good question," I chuckled, giving her inner thigh a 
deep kiss before sliding my hands over her bottom once 
more.

"Oh! Mmm..." muttered Samantha, sounding a little 
disappointed as my hands moved up the small of her back, 
pressing down just hard enough.

"Yes?" I inquired with false condescension, "Do you have 
a problem with my technique, little girl?"

Samantha chuckled glancing over her shoulder at me. "And 
if I do?" she inquired.

"Then you can charge me with malpractice!" I laughed, 
falling onto her for support, and giving my cousin a warm 
embrace.

"Gee," she replied, refusing to give up on out little 
game, "I was hoping that you'd be forced to take more 
drastic measures."

"Oh?" I inquired, sitting up once again, and dragging my 
fingernails across Samantha's back, "Do you mean, like 
this?"

With that, I gave my cousin a gentle slap across the 
butt. In response, her entire body shuddered as she 
moaned appreciatively. "I thought so," I chuckled, giving 
her butt a firm squeeze with both hands, "Too bad we have 
to be so quiet..."

Samantha merely smiled, and shuffled over to reach on top 
of the nightstand. "Not necessarily," she replied, 
picking up the remote for stereo, "I think we can keep a 
little quieter with some help."

"I see," I said with a smile as music filled the room, 
drowning out most of the noise from downstairs, "Well in 
that case..."

My cousin's grin of satisfaction was replaced as her a 
surge of pleasure filled her body. Samantha opened her 
mouth as if to speak, but could only let out a long, 
drawn out moan as I slid my middle finger up inside of 
her without any warning.

I smiled to myself as Samantha's back arched, and she 
bowed her head, biting into the pillow. I then began to 
slowly slide my finger back and forth inside of her, 
twisting it one way and then the other periodically until 
the rhythm of her breathing steadied, letting me know 
that she was close.

I then teasingly changed my tactic, causing Samantha to 
squirm beneath me. "No fair!" she whispered harshly, 
pushing herself towards me as I drew back my finger.

I only giggled and gave her ass a firm smack before 
sliding my wetted finger over her pussy lips in order to 
rub it in slow circles over her clit. "Shhh," I replied, 
as her body responded, "There are a lot of people just 
down stairs, and we can't let them suspect anything."

Samantha gritted her teeth as she smiled, quivering 
slightly as her body adjusted to the alternate 
stimulation. I made sure to watch her closely, as I felt 
her clit harden under my gentle touch, and as soon as I 
noticed the signs that my dear cousin was coming close, I 
changed my pattern.

She cried out almost painfully as I went from slow 
circles to simply rubbing my finger back and forth across 
her clit. "Oh-! I-! I-!" my cousin stammered as I teased 
her body, bringing her to the brink several times, and 
each time changing to something else in order to shift 
her attention.

"Problem?" I asked sweetly, rubbing my thumb up and down 
her lower lips as I teased her clit.

"You-! You're gonna kill me!" Samantha moaned almost 
forlornly, but the smile on her face said otherwise.

"Then you'll die with a smile on your face," I giggled, 
giving her leg a playful series of kisses, up towards her 
pussy, stopping just short of my mark, and causing my 
cousin to almost scream.

"That's it!" she exclaimed through gritted teeth as she 
flipped over on the bed, barely missing me with her right 
leg as she moved.

"Oh?" I inquired innocently, as Samantha literally 
reached up and grabbed me by the hair.

"Lick me out!" she practically commanded, pulling me by 
the hair and wrapping her athletic legs around my waist, 
"And don't you dare stop until I cum this time, or I'll 
take you out into the woods and spank you silly!"

It was all that I could do to keep from laughing as I 
drove my eager tongue into her wet pussy, and gave it a 
long suck. Samantha twisted my hair in her hands, 
soliciting a long moan from me as I felt a similar effect 
beginning to happen to me.

As I suckled hard against her parted lips, taking in as 
much of her wondrous juices as I could, I managed to open 
my eyes to watch my cousin's reactions.

She stared back down at me, panting heavily with a look 
of beautiful desperation on her face. I moaned happily as 
I made a show of sucking at licking at the inside of her 
pussy, causing Samantha to throw her head back as she 
came.

The burst of juices caught me a little off guard, and I 
soon found my face covered in the warm, clear fluid as I 
desperately tried to keep up. But even as she began 
calming down, my cousin was pulling my face closer.

"More!" she gasped under her breath, "More you little 
cunt, more!"

I found myself giggling once again, enjoying Samantha's 
aggressiveness on many levels as I slowly began pushing 
my index finger between her ass cheeks, following the 
moisture that had flowed down. I quickly glanced up to 
gage my cousin's reactions and was pleased to see the 
look of intense concentration upon my beloved's face as I 
felt tight asshole just beneath my fingertip.

Her whole body seemed to tense up in expectation, as I 
could feel her muscles pushing back against me, but I 
persisted in my penetration. Once the very tip of my 
finger broke through, Samantha gasped and her body 
shuddered, giving me a chance to push deeper inside of 
her. 

The wonderful tightness, lubricated by her own juices 
soon surrounded my finger, and I began gently finger 
fucking my cousin's asshole as I licked her pussy.

"Mmm, oh!" she moaned, relaxing her grip on both my hair 
and my finger as she became used to the rhythm.

I then waited until my persistent and constant motions 
had settled Samantha into a predictable pattern. Her 
breathing was coming in long, slow gasps, accompanied by 
pleasant sounding low moans, and the occasional quivering 
of her toned body. My cousin was sweating for the second 
time that day, and she seemed to barely be aware of the 
world around her as I slid my thumb up inside her pussy 
so that I could penetrate her doubly.

Her reaction was a long almost inaudible moan, as she 
pushed her body up off the bed for a moment before 
crashing back down upon it, making strange little noises 
as she tried to speak.

"Shh..." I soothed, fingering both of her holes in unison 
with my right hand, before bringing up my left, and 
running it across her flat stomach to her firm breast, 
"Just relax, my love."

"Oooh... I just love you sooo much," my cousin responded 
almost feverishly before letting out a little yelp as she 
began cumming again.

"I love you too, Sam," I replied wistfully, and gave her 
clit a gentle kiss before twirling it with my tongue.

For several long moments, it was all that I could do to 
hold on as Samantha came. Her whole body bucking under me 
as I continued my finger and tongue work as I pinched and 
twisted her nipple while my hand massaged her breast.

My cousin's moans of ecstasy filled my ears, and I almost 
found myself not caring as to whether our family could 
hear her over the music, and miscellaneous noises of the 
children outside and downstairs.

I watched Samantha as she came, noticing the way her 
whole body seemed to flush, as her inner muscles 
constricted upon my finger and thumb, while she pushed 
herself down towards me, trying desperately to push my 
digits in farther.

It was then that I felt her gush of warm fluid spill over 
my collarbone and over my hand, reminding me that I was 
neglecting my favorite part. I quickly moved my mouth 
down, to catch all the sweet liquid that I could, 
giggling as I found that some of it was in danger of 
reaching breasts.

"Ri-! Right there-!" gasped Samantha, holding my hand 
tighter against her breast as her body convulsed, and 
tried to scream.

I obeyed her request, squeezing her breast harder, as I 
finger fucked her with greater speed and force, making my 
cousin's orgasm even more intense. For what felt like an 
hour, she squirmed about, desperately trying to 
articulate her thoughts, but only succeeded in moaning 
and gasping.

But, as she began to calm down and relax, I could see 
tears forming in her eyes. With concern I drew back my 
invading fingers, and slid myself up over top of Samantha 
and held her as best I could.

"What's wrong, my love?" I asked softly, wiping away a 
tear.

Samantha shook her head, and smiled weakly. "Nothing," 
she whispered, her tear filled eyes fully of love and 
joy, "I... I just love you, Amy..."

I smiled, my heart brimming over. "I love you too, Sam," 
I replied, as she put her arms around me protectively, 
"But... You're crying?"

Samantha smiled and nodded slowly. "I know," she 
responded, sounding unusually venerable, "It's just that 
sometimes it gets too intense. Even for me, and I can't 
help it."

"What does?" I inquired, giving my dear cousin a light 
kiss on lips.

Samantha shrugged. "My feelings for you," she admitted 
softly, "I guess it's just true about what they say. When 
you don't see someone for a while, it just builds up. 
Until when you see the person you care for, and you just 
burst. I dunno, maybe you're just rubbing off on me."

"Don't worry about it," I assured her, "I'll still love 
you even if you become even more emotional than me!"

My cousin smiled, shaking her head as she chuckled. 
"You're just more open and honest about what you feel," 
she replied, "I guess I'm just better at holding my 
feelings in and hiding them."

"So long as your honest with me," I told her seriously.

Samantha nodded. "Always," she assured me, running the 
backs of her fingers over my cheek affectionately, 
"You're the one person in my life I can be honest with. 
That's one of the reasons I love you so much."

I nodded, sighing happily as I laid my head on her chest 
and snuggled in closer. "I'm glad," I said lazily, "and 
I'm also glad that we probably won't be called downstairs 
for at least another hour."

"Oh?" she inquired suspiciously.

"Ya..." I replied, rubbing the side of my face against 
her, "I love cuddling with you after we've made love. 
You're always so warm and relaxed."

Samantha sighed contentedly, running her fingers 
affectionately through my hair. "I'm glad too," she 
responded, "Because sometimes, it's wonderful just to 
hold you."

After that, we cuddled for about an hour and a half 
before Aunt Amanda called us down for supper. The rest of 
the long weekend was fun, but for the most part sexually 
uneventful. Afterwards, we reluctantly parted ways, 
knowing that at the very least we'd probably get to spend 
the entire Christmas break together...

The End

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faster I'll write more stories... 

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