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Kissing Cousins
by Demetrius (address withheld)

***

Sarah's first holiday away from her parents proves to 
be a voyage of self-discovery and liberation, with a 
little help from her cousins. (mf-teens, youths, 1st, 
bi, mast, oral, anal, rom)

***

"Sarah, time to go. Hurry up or you'll miss the train."

Sarah Nesbitt hurried down the stairs, with her 
backpack slung over one shoulder, to where her mother, 
Helen, was waiting by the front door, holding Sarah's 
suitcase. It was a warm day in early July and Sarah was 
about to catch the morning express from Edinburgh to 
London for what was usually an annual family holiday 
with the Andersons... that is, her mother's sister, 
Aunt Megan, Uncle Ian and their two kids, Kelly and 
Michael. 

This year, however, her Dad's company was in the middle 
of a major restructuring and he could not get away so 
Sarah's mother had elected to stay behind to take care 
of him, giving Sarah the opportunity for her first ever 
holiday away by herself.

"I wish we were coming with you," said Helen as she 
drove Sarah to Waverley Station.

"You take good care of yourself, and don't be a problem 
to your aunt and uncle."

"Oh, mum!!" Sarah sighed, rolling her eyes and shaking 
her head in disbelief.

Truth to tell, Sarah was rather pleased that her 
parents were not coming with her. It was the first time 
away from her parents since her father's promotion had 
brought the family to Scotland eight years earlier, 
when Sarah was just seven years old. Now there was the 
possibility of a far more adventurous holiday than if 
her mother and father were around to monitor her every 
move. 

Not that Sarah was a wild child. Quite the contrary. 
She was shy, fairly studious... called quiet by her 
friends and "colder than a witch's tit" by others. For 
one thing, she virtually never dated and it wasn't 
because she was unattractive. She was tall, slender and 
shapely, with shining, long copper-red hair and 
sparkling green eyes. She was not so fond of the 
freckles that dotted her face and upper chest but most 
people described them as "cute", one of her least 
favourite adjectives. The main thing that restricted 
her social life, though, was that, even after eight 
years, her Southern accent still marked her as "an 
outsider".

Another was the result of her one reluctant excursion 
into dating. When Cameron McPherson had asked her to go 
to the cinema with him, she was flattered but not 
overly enthusiastic. The good-looking son of a wealthy 
local businessman and a prominent member of the 
school's prize-winning soccer team, most of the girls 
considered him a dream date. He had made sure to ask 
Sarah out in full hearing of some of her friends and 
she felt that, despite her misgivings, she had little 
choice but to say okay. After all, he was a prize to 
which many of them aspired. But Cameron also had a 
reputation as a womaniser who was very used to getting 
what he wanted.

On the evening that they were to go out, Sarah made 
quite sure that nothing that she wore could be 
considered provocative; a pair of comfortable jeans and 
a high-necked blouse, plus shoes with a decent high 
heel to make her seem even taller and, hopefully, more 
intimidating than usual. They had arranged to meet 
outside the local cinema. Cameron made a show out of 
paying for her and she was not particularly surprised 
when he led her into a back-row seat. They exchanged 
casual chit-chat and she was somewhat pleased to 
discover that he knew quite a bit about horses and 
classical music... two of her passions. She was just 
beginning to warm to him a little when the lights went 
down and the movie started.

All was fine for a while but then she felt his arm wind 
round behind her and drape itself over her shoulder. 
She let it sit there. Apparently encouraged, Cameron 
leaned in closer. She gazed steadfastly ahead but was 
conscious that he was staring at her in the flickering 
light from the screen. 

He whispered her name in her ear. She turned to look at 
him and he immediately clamped his mouth over hers, his 
tongue pushing against her lips trying to gain entry. 
At the same time, his right hand grabbed her left 
breast and his fingers probed, seeking to locate the 
nipple through the layers of her clothing.

Her protest was muffled by his mouth and when she 
pushed his hand off her breast, he plunged it between 
her legs, trying to rub his finger over her crotch. Who 
knows what might have happened had she been wearing 
runners instead of those shoes. As it was, Sarah lifted 
her right foot and slammed the sharply tapered heel 
down hard on his instep and then, for good measure, 
raked it down his shin. He yelled with pain and pulled 
back. In an instant, Sarah was on her feet and gone, 
leaving him gasping.

Next day, she learned that he'd been telling his mates 
that she was "a sullen, frigid cow" and would die a 
virgin. After that, she was not approached again. "So 
be it", she thought. "Who needs the likes of him and 
his cronies?" 

She was thinking about Cameron and his comments as the 
train hurtled South on that first Friday of her long 
holiday visit and was looking forward to telling Kelly 
about the experience. She could always rely on a 
sympathetic audience in her cousin since Kelly was 
almost exactly her age, their birthdays being only 
three weeks apart. 

Sarah's other cousin, Mike, was about a year younger 
than his sister, and was the prankster in the family, 
meaning he could be a pain in the butt at times. It was 
two years since Sarah had seen him as he had been away 
on a school trip abroad when she and her parents were 
down the previous year. She wondered what changes she 
might see in him now that he was a young man rather 
than a boy. She hoped that, at the very least, he had 
gained a little in maturity.

At last, in the early afternoon, the train slid through 
the northern outskirts of London and pulled smoothly 
into King's Cross Station. At the end of the platform, 
Sarah spotted Kelly waving frantically, with Aunt Megan 
smiling a welcome. They exchanged hugs and kisses, then 
chattered excitedly on the way to the car and all the 
way back to the Anderson's lovely old family home in 
the Buckinghamshire countryside. As they pulled into 
the driveway, the front door of the house opened and 
Michael came out to greet Sarah and to help with the 
bags.

Sarah was struck by how much taller he had grown and by 
how he had filled out. No longer was he a gawky kid but 
quite the young man. He looked her up and down, a broad 
grin on his face, before they exchanged greetings and a 
peck on the cheek. Sarah noted that his voice had 
broken. Then he grabbed her suitcase and led the way 
into the house.

"We've got the attic to ourselves now," said Kelly 
excitedly. "Dad had the space opened up and made into a 
bedroom study last winter. It's great. I've got my own 
shower and toilet. My computer and my sound system are 
up there..." She raised her voice so Michael would 
hear. "...where my dumb brother has to keep his hands 
off them!!"

Michael looked back over his shoulder, grinning.

"That's okay, sis. Your music is crap anyway." He 
grinned broadly and hurried off up the stairs.

"Watch your language, Michael!" Aunt Megan called after 
him. She turned, with a grin, to Sarah. "Your uncle 
will be home for dinner at six, " she announced. 
"Kelly, why don't you take Sarah up to the top floor 
and help her get unpacked. I'll phone Helen and tell 
her that you've arrived safely. I'm sure she'll be 
anxious."

"Thank you, Aunt Megan," Sarah nodded. "Please tell her 
that I'll call her later in the week."

"Come on then," laughed Kelly and she led Sarah to the 
stairs. On the first landing, they met Michael coming 
down from the upper floor and, as he passed, he gave 
Sarah another long, appraising glance that made her 
blush slightly. Kelly, racing ahead, failed to notice 
the exchange. In the attic, Sarah cast an appreciative 
glance round the recently completed renovation. The 
area was remarkably spacious, covering the whole top 
floor of the house. Two dormer windows had been added 
since she was last here. 

At the far end a shower and a separate toilet, with a 
wash-hand basin, had been plumbed in. The rest of the 
space had been set up with, currently, two double beds 
side by side, a computer desk, a two-seater couch and 
soft, expensive carpeting to deaden the transmission of 
sound to and from the floor below. Sarah's suitcase sat 
on one of the beds.

"This is really nice," she said.

"Yes, I love it," Kelly nodded.

"And really private."

"It is now," Kelly said.

Sarah raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah... well, when I first moved up here, I couldn't 
get Michael to understand that this was my space. He'd 
come up here and use my computer any time he felt like 
it, no matter how many times I told him not to. Then, 
one day, he came up to use it while I was in the 
shower. He got here just as I stepped out into the 
room, stark naked. 

"He just stood there, gawping at me and grinning like 
an idiot. I was so surprised to see him there that I 
screamed and Mum rushed up to see what was the matter. 
She tore a strip off him like I've never heard before. 
Since then, he's always been quite sure to ask me first 
before coming up here... if I'm home, but I think he 
may still sneak up here when I'm not."

"He sure has grown since I last saw him," said Sarah.

"Yes, I was going to warn you about that. His hormones 
have kicked in too. I caught him staring at one of the 
photos I took of you last year."

"Oh?" said Sarah.

"Yes, one of you in a bikini... you know, from when we 
were on the beach at Brightlingsea. He must have 
printed a copy from my computer when I wasn't here."

"Why on earth would he do that?" Sarah mused. 

"He probably jerks off to it every night," Kelly 
smiled.

"Ughh!! That's disgusting!" Sarah shuddered.

"Why?" Kelly asked.

"Well, I mean... I'm no Page Three Girl. Why me?"

"Oh, I don't know," Kelly said. "You're really pretty, 
even if you don't see it."

"Nonsense," Sarah protested. "I'm not exactly well-
endowed in the boob department."

"Different strokes for different folks," Kelly laughed. 
"All I'm saying is watch out for Michael while you're 
here. I think he has a major crush on you."

The next couple of hours sped by, filled with much 
chatter, a lot of giggling and a rapid update on the 
state of each other's love life or, rather, the lack of 
it. As Sarah had anticipated, Kelly was outraged by the 
story of Cameron's behaviour and delighted by Sarah's 
retaliation.

"Serves the bastard right," she grinned.

"What about you, Kell?" Sarah asked. "Are you seeing 
anyone?"

"Nah, not really," Kelly said. "I've been out with a 
couple of guys from school. I mean, you have to, don't 
you, if you don't want to be labelled a lezz. But, 
honestly, they are such a thick bunch, with just one 
thing on their feeble brains. I get sick of them. 
That's why I've been looking forward to you arriving. 
We can hit the shops and have some fun together. I 
think we're going to be left far more on our own this 
year. Since your folks couldn't come, dad hasn't taken 
any time off either so the parental units will mostly 
only be available evenings and weekends."

"Sounds fun," said Sarah.

Just then, they heard the scrunch of tyres on the 
gravel drive below.

"That'll be dad," said Kelly, jumping to her feet. 
"Come and say hello and then it'll be dinner. I'm 
starving!" and she led the way to the staircase.

Ian greeted his niece warmly with an affectionate hug 
and a kiss and, fifteen minutes later, Sarah was 
exchanging family news with him and Megan over the 
dinner table. Kelly was animated and soon the laughter 
was fairly constant. Only Michael remained fairly quiet 
and Sarah slowly became aware that, any time she looked 
in his direction, he quickly averted his eyes but she 
had the feeling that he had been staring at her up to 
that moment. Kelly also noted that Michael was watching 
Sarah surreptitiously whenever he could, but she said 
nothing.

After dinner, they all sat round chatting and watching 
television until about ten o'clock, when Sarah found 
herself yawning. Megan noticed this.

"Sarah, you must be tired out after your journey. Why 
don't you go up and get some sleep. We thought we could 
all go out for a picnic tomorrow and we'll catch up on 
any other news then."

"I'll come with you," said Kelly at once. "Then I won't 
disturb you later." 

There was a quick round of "goodnights" and the two 
girls climbed back up to the third floor.

As they undressed for bed, Sarah noticed that Michael 
was not the only one who had filled out. As Kelly shed 
her bra, she revealed a pair of substantial breasts 
that were noticeably larger than she had been sporting 
a year earlier. She saw Sarah looking at her and 
grinned.

"Guess I was just a late developer."

"Looks like they were worth waiting for," quipped 
Sarah.

"I've had no complaints," said Kelly, looking at 
herself in the mirror.

Sarah watched her and noted that Kelly had truly grown 
into quite a beauty. Well-groomed, shiny brown hair, 
warm brown eyes, pert nose and full rosy lips. Add to 
that a well-rounded, excellently proportioned body over 
dancer's legs and the whole was definitely eye-
catching. Beside her, Sarah felt immature and plain.

They climbed into their separate beds and chatted 
briefly before Sarah found her eyes closing. Kelly 
looked over at her cousin for a long moment before 
switching off the bedside lights.

"Night, Sarah," she whispered. "I'm so glad you're 
here."

"Mmmmm," murmured Sarah and was instantly asleep.

**

The next day dawned bright and sunny, an ideal day for 
a picnic. Ian drove, with Megan in the front passenger 
seat. In the back, Kelly sat behind Megan, Sarah sat in 
the middle and Michael sat behind his father. It was an 
hour's drive to their destination and, although there 
was plenty of room, Sarah became aware of Michael's 
thigh pressed hard against hers. 

They were both wearing shorts and she found the skin-
to-skin contact annoying. She did not want to create a 
fuss so she edged slightly away from him to create a 
small space between them. Michael allowed the 
separation for a few minutes and then shifted in his 
seat, as if to get more comfortable, and pressed his 
leg up against hers again in the process. She glared at 
him but he pretended to be blissfully unaware that 
there was any problem.

She moved again, closer to Kelly. Kelly looked at Sarah 
in surprise, then saw what was happening.

"Michael," she snapped. "Move over. You're crushing 
Sarah."

Megan turned her head to see what was going on.

"Yes, Michael," she said. "Give Sarah some more room."

Reluctantly, Michael squeezed himself back into his own 
space, giving Sarah a sheepish grin. The rest of the 
journey passed without incident.

They had their picnic in the garden of a beautiful old 
pub located on the banks of a canal. A couple of 
colourful longboats were moored alongside, with their 
occupants enjoying a quiet drink at outside tables, 
shielded by bright umbrellas. Ian went into the pub and 
emerged some time later with glasses of lemonade for 
Sarah, Kelly and Michael, a sherry for Megan and a pint 
of best bitter for himself. After they had eaten, they 
all went for a walk in the surrounding countryside. 
Kelly pointed to a hole in the bank beside a field. 

"Looks like a burrow," she said ...and went over to 
examine it more closely. 

Sarah and Michael followed. They all bent over to see 
if there were any signs of what had made it. Suddenly, 
Sarah felt Michael's intense gaze on her. She realised 
immediately that, as she had bent forward, her blouse 
had gapped open at the top and that he was staring down 
at her breasts, encased in her lacy black bra. She also 
saw that he had a distinct bulge in the front of his 
shorts. She straightened up at once, feeling her face 
turning bright scarlet. Michael, seeing that he had 
been caught staring, turned away, hoping that his bulge 
would subside before anyone else noticed.

"Well," thought Sarah, "Kelly did warn me. I'll just 
have to be more careful when Michael's around."

The only other incident was when they were getting into 
the car again for the journey home. As he wriggled into 
the back seat, Michael's elbow "accidentally" brushed 
Sarah's breast. This time, she gave him a poisonous 
look and it was his turn to blush. As soon as she got 
home, she changed into jeans and a red sweater. No 
point in offering Michael more temptation.

In the bedroom that night, as Sarah started to turn 
down her bed, Kelly said that she was going to take a 
shower. She shucked off her clothes but then paused and 
started talking to Sarah about the events of the day. 
Sarah found, to her surprise, that she was acutely 
aware of Kelly's nakedness. It wasn't that she was 
embarrassed exactly, or shocked. She was used to seeing 
girls naked in the showers after a school hockey match. 
It was something about the intimacy of the situation 
that was new. 

She looked at her cousin, standing so casually, and 
took in the womanly curves of Kelly's body, the rise 
and fall of her full, firm breasts, the soft swell of 
her belly with a small glass jewel emphasizing the 
navel, the neatly trimmed, silky dark bush at her 
centre and the long shapely legs. To her total 
surprise, she suddenly realised that her own nipples 
were becoming hard. Quickly, she looked away and 
concentrated on arranging the bedclothes. A few moments 
later, Kelly stepped into the shower.

Sarah sat on her own bed, her mind whirling. Apart from 
those occasions when it was cold out, or she had 
fondled her own breasts, her nipples never hardened in 
a spontaneous erection like this and she couldn't 
understand why it had suddenly happened now. She was 
still wondering about the implications when Kelly 
stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel and began to 
wrap her hair in it. As she stretched upwards with the 
towel, her breasts tautened and projected from her body 
in perfect symmetry.

"Okay, Sarah. It's all yours," she said.

"Uh... thanks," Sarah murmured distractedly.

"You all right?" Kelly asked.

"What? Oh, yes... fine. I was... miles away."

"Fine. Jump in."

Sarah pulled off her shoes and stood up. Kelly had now 
wrapped another towel around her body and was sitting 
on her own bed studying Sarah, whilst drying her hair. 
Sarah suddenly felt acutely self-conscious about 
getting naked in front of her cousin but told herself 
that she was being ridiculous. 

After all, they'd both undressed the previous evening 
in the same room and... nothing! She pulled off her 
sweater and Kelly watched silently as she dropped it on 
the bed. She slowly undid the fly on her jeans, then 
slid them down her legs and over her feet, kicking them 
off to join the sweater. She was now down to the black 
lacy bra that had so excited Michael earlier and a pair 
of sensible black cotton panties. 

Her hands went behind her to the clasp of her bra and 
she turned her back to Kelly as she let it drop onto 
the bed. Finally, still facing away, she slipped off 
her panties. Taking a deep breath, she turned round to 
see Kelly still watching her. No longer was she rubbing 
her hair, but sitting motionless.

"What?" asked Sarah as Kelly still did not move.

"I was just thinking. I don't know where you got the 
idea that you're not attractive. I can see exactly why 
Michael pulls his pudding over you."

She started towelling her hair again as she stood up 
and walked over to her computer. Sarah stared after her 
for a moment and then stepped into the shower, totally 
confused. By the time she had finished showering, Kelly 
was in her nightdress and answering e-mails. 

Sarah slipped into her pyjamas and slid into bed. She 
tried to read a magazine that she had found lying on 
the couch, but found it hard to concentrate. After 
about ten minutes, Kelly logged off and came to her own 
bed. They talked about their plans for the next day and 
then bade each other goodnight before settling down to 
sleep.

**

The next day was sheer fun with any tension from the 
previous evening – real or imagined – between the two 
girls totally gone. They took a train into London and 
visited the market in Leather Lane, some of the uptown 
boutiques and the huge Virgin store where they both 
picked up a couple of CDs for their collections. Kelly 
also picked up "Vogue" and "W" magazines while Sarah 
bought the latest edition of the BBC Classical music 
magazine. 

By the time they got out of the last store, the 
temperature had dropped and it had clouded over. Before 
they got back to the Anderson home, heavy rain had 
started falling. They arrived in time for dinner, 
soaking wet and exhausted.

After the dinner plates had been cleared and put in the 
dishwasher, they all sat round in the drawing room 
talking about their day.

"You two are going to have to fend for yourselves 
tomorrow," Megan reminded the girls.

"All day?" asked Kelly. "How come?"

"You know that I'm taking Michael up to the 
orthodontist in Wimpole Street."

"I know," said Kelly. "But that's a morning 
appointment."

"So? You're not the only one who likes to shop up in 
London occasionally."

"God, mum," Michael protested. "You're not planning to 
drag me shopping around London with you, are you?"

"Oh Michael, be quiet. It won't kill you to spend an 
afternoon with your mother for once, and you can make 
yourself useful carrying the bags."

Michael pulled a face which earned him a warning look 
from his father.

"You girls can manage breakfast between you and I'll 
leave a cold lunch in the fridge. We'll be back before 
the evening rush hour. I suggest that you stay in bed 
until after we've all left. It's bound to be a panic 
with us all heading out at the same time. Besides, the 
forecast is for more rain so you won't be missing much.

So it was that the next morning, both Sarah and Kelly 
slept soundly until awakened by the sound of the front 
door slamming and feet trampling over the gravel 
driveway. They heard Ian and Megan talking and Michael 
whining as he got into the back of the car. Kelly got 
out of bed and walked over to one of the dormer 
windows. She pulled back the curtains and looked down 
just in time to see the car doors slam, the engine 
start and the car crunch its way out of the drive.

Sarah lay in bed, watching Kelly. The cold, grey 
morning light streamed in through the dormer and the 
flimsy fabric of Kelly's nightdress, clearly 
silhouetting her body . It was distinctly cool with the 
window open and Sarah could clearly see that the cold 
had caused Kelly's long nipples to stand up. Somehow, 
she could not look away. Kelly finally turned back as 
the sound of the car engine faded in the distance and 
Sarah felt her cheeks burning. Kelly seemed not to 
notice and went into the small toilet, closed the door 
and had the first satisfying pee of the day. She rinsed 
her hands at the basin, dried them and slipped back 
into bed.

"What do you want to do, then?" she asked.

"I don't mind," Sarah answered. "What do you want to 
do?"

"Well, I'm in no hurry to get up unless you're hungry."

"Not particularly," Sarah told her.

"Want to look at my fashion magazines with me?"

"Sure," said Sarah.

"Come on then," Kelly grinned and folded back the top 
covers on her bed and patted the space beside her as a 
clear invitation for Sarah to join her. Sarah hesitated 
for just a moment but then grabbed her pillows, jumped 
out of her own bed and slid in beside Kelly. There was 
ample room in the double bed and they propped 
themselves up in a sitting position. Kelly began to 
leaf through the pages. 

"W" Magazine was already reviewing the fashions for the 
coming Autumn with several pages of pictures featuring 
impossibly slender models in fashions that went from 
sophisticated to downright outrageous. One picture in 
particular featured a beautiful, young, small-busted 
model wearing a sheer white, totally transparent blouse 
that clearly displayed her breasts for all to see.

"Wow," said Kelly. "That's... wow!!"

"Yes, but who could ever wear a top like that?" 
protested Sarah.

"You could," Kelly answered.

"You must be joking," Sarah gasped. "I'd never go 
around like that, least of all in public."

"That's a pity," Kelly responded. "You've got the 
perfect body for it."

"Nonsense, I have hardly any tits to speak of and, 
anyway..." Her voice trailed off.

"I think that you've got perfect breasts," said Kelly 
quietly, looking straight into her eyes.

Sarah was stupefied. She sat, staring at Kelly. The 
silence grew. Kelly remained looking at Sarah, watching 
for her reaction. None came. Kelly leaned closer... and 
closer... and closer still. Sarah sat rigid, not daring 
to move a muscle. After what seemed like an eternity, 
Kelly moved her head the last couple of inches and 
placed her lips gently against Sarah's. 

Sarah remained frozen, neither resisting nor 
encouraging. She could feel her heart hammering in her 
chest. Cautiously, Kelly reached over and softly cupped 
Sarah's breast. Sarah let out a small involuntary 
squeak but made no move to stop Kelly. 

Very slowly, Kelly undid a button on the pyjama jacket, 
affording Sarah ample opportunity to stop her. When she 
didn't, Kelly slipped her hand inside. Sarah felt warm 
fingers seek and find her nipple, then carefully roll 
it between finger and thumb. It was as if she had 
received a jolt of electricity. Without even being 
aware of it, she opened her mouth slightly and used her 
tongue to explore Kelly's lips, which immediately 
opened in response. 

The two were soon sharing deep, passionate kisses as a 
tidal wave of emotion swept over them. Kelly tore 
herself away for a moment and quickly undid the 
remaining buttons before pushing Sarah's pyjama top 
back off her shoulders. Totally bemused by what was 
happening, Sarah made a feeble protest as Kelly slid 
the top down her arms and whisked it off. Then Kelly 
returned to kissing her and Sarah gave in to the 
excitement she was feeling. 

Kelly moved from kissing Sarah on the mouth to nibbling 
her ear, then licking it and allowing her tongue to 
glide down Sarah's neck before moving on to one of her 
breasts. Sarah gasped as Kelly took the now rock hard 
nipple and a large portion of the breast into her mouth 
before sucking on it and massaging the nipple with her 
tongue. Her hand found Sarah's other breast and began 
to knead it. Sarah was utterly disoriented. This was so 
wrong... and yet it felt so good. 

Sensations that she had never felt before were coursing 
through her body and all she knew for sure was that she 
didn't want them to stop. 

But Kelly had no intention of stopping. Throwing back 
the bed covers, she switched to a kneeling position, 
pulled her nightdress up over her head and threw it to 
one side. Totally naked, she leaned over Sarah to kiss 
her again on the mouth. As she did so, gravity drew her 
voluptuous breasts downward where they swung 
pendulously before Sarah's mesmerized eyes before she 
responded, eagerly now, to Kelly's mouth. This time, as 
Kelly's kisses moved back to her breasts, Sarah arched 
her back, pushing their gentle swell up to meet her. 

Kelly nibbled and teased the nipples until both were 
again fully extended and hard as diamonds, then slid 
her tongue lower to Sarah's navel. Her hand travelled 
over the flat plane of Sarah's stomach until it 
encountered the elasticised top of her pyjama trousers. 
She could feel the muscles in Sarah's stomach quivering 
under her hand and tongue. She raised her head and 
looked at Sarah's flushed face.

"Lift you bum," Kelly ordered.

Sarah hesitated, at the point of no return.

"I can't," she whispered.

"Yes, you can," Kelly said. "Lift up."

As if in a trance, Sarah raised her bum off the bed. 
She felt Kelly grab her pyjama bottoms and pull them 
down to her knees. Sarah sank back on the bed and Kelly 
swiftly pulled the pyjamas all the way off. Sarah 
reflexively clamped her legs together. There was an 
electric tension in the room. Kelly gently took one of 
Sarah's ankles in each hand and pulled them apart, 
meeting only token resistance. 

Without a word, she bent forward and buried her face in 
the copper-red hair over Sarah's snatch. At first, 
Sarah just lay there but, as Kelly sought her clit and 
began to run her tongue over it, she began to breathe 
more heavily and placed her hands on the back of 
Kelly's head to keep her there.

Kelly continued stimulating Sarah's swollen nubbin 
until she could smell the musk that told her that Sarah 
was getting wet. She switched her attention to the 
outer lips of Sarah's pussy which had just begun to 
open to reveal the silvery, viscous strands of her 
lubricating juices. Sliding her tongue up and down the 
length of Sarah's slit, Kelly began to probe for 
Sarah's vagina. Within two or three passes, the small 
opening became accessible and she slipped the point of 
her tongue inside. She encountered no resisting hymen. 
She stopped and looked questioningly at her cousin.

"Eight years of horse-riding," Sarah whispered.

Kelly nodded and went back to licking Sarah's pussy. 
Sarah was unable to lie still. As she felt Kelly's warm 
tongue caressing her crease and clit, her body began to 
respond and her hips rose and fell to match the rhythm 
that Kelly was establishing. Suddenly, Kelly pitched 
headlong beside her and returned to kissing her 
passionately on the lips, her hand now doing the work 
that her tongue had started. 

She worked first one finger into Sarah's hole then two, 
wriggling them around in her tight passage. Sarah was 
now soaking wet and, in mere moments felt herself 
starting to build to a massive orgasm such as she had 
never imagined possible. Sure she had occasionally got 
herself off but it was always done furtively late at 
night, or in the shower, and always there was the over-
riding fear of being caught by her parents... not the 
best atmosphere in which to enjoy an intimate 
sensation.

This time, with no chance of being overheard and with 
someone else providing the stimulation, Sarah felt the 
first climax seize her.

"Oh, my god... oh, my god... oh, my god," she gasped. 
"Oh, god, don't stop... please don't stop."

Kelly didn't stop and Sarah had three crashing orgasms 
in a row before clamping her hand on Kelly's in order 
to catch her breath and let her heart-rate return 
closer to normal. When she finally turned her head to 
look at Kelly, there were tears in her eyes.

"God, Kelly. What are we doing?" she asked,

"Something I have wanted to do since we were thirteen," 
Kelly smiled. "I nearly tried last year but didn't have 
the bottle because I thought you would hate me if I 
did. But this year, when I saw you looking at me, I 
knew I just had to take the chance."

"Since we were thirteen?" said Sarah.

Kelly nodded. "I've always liked you," she said quietly 
"but, two years ago, I thought you had grown into the 
most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I wasn't into sex 
then but I knew that you were special."

Sarah nodded thoughtfully.

"You've always been my favourite cousin but I never 
thought much about why. This morning has been a real 
shock and I'm still trying to understand what it 
means."

"You liked it, though, didn't you?" Kelly asked.

"God, yes," Sarah reassured her quickly. "You know I 
did. I never knew it could feel like that. Mind you, 
I've never done it before ...I mean, with a boy." 

Kelly raised an eyebrow. Sarah looked puzzled for a 
second.

"Oh, no... nor with a girl either," she added hastily.

There was a pause.

"How about you, Kell?" Sarah asked. "Have you done this 
before?"

"I've had sex before, but today was the first time I've 
made love," Kelly said wistfully, looking off into the 
room.

"Tell me about it?" Sarah asked.

Kelly turned back to meet Sarah's eye.

"Not much to tell. Like I said, I dated a little 
because I didn't want to risk being labelled a dyke, 
even though I was pretty sure I was one, but it never 
led to anything more than some cocky jock copping a 
quick feel. Then, one night, I went for a drive with a 
boy I knew from class. He drove us out into the country 
and parked by a river. 

He produced a bottle and we both had a snort or two. 
The next thing I knew, he was all over me. I struggled 
but he was a big lad and it was all over in minutes. He 
skewered me, shot his load and zipped up, leaving me 
with my knickers round my ankles and my tits hanging 
out. 'That was great, eh, babe?' he said. 'Come on. 
I'll take you home.'"

"He raped you and then took you home?" gasped Sarah in 
disbelief.

"Yeah, well, I wasn't in any state to walk and it was 
my own stupid fault for going with him in the first 
place... and particularly for drinking with him."

"Didn't you tell anyone?"

"What good would it have done? It would have been his 
word against mine and he'd have sworn that I was a 
willing participant until afterwards, and that I then 
panicked and made up the story. Besides which, I didn't 
want mum and dad to know. They'd have freaked."

A tear formed in Kelly's eye as she related the story 
and Sarah immediately wrapped her arm around Kelly's 
shoulder, kissing the tears away. Kelly turned and 
looked into Sarah's eyes – and, this time, it was Sarah 
who initiated the kiss... tender and lasting a long 
time. As they broke apart, Sarah pushed Kelly's 
shoulders until she was lying flat on her back.

"I've never done this before so I may not be any good 
but, Kell, you're so gorgeous and I'd like to make you 
feel good too."

"You're not a dyke," Kelly said. "You don't have to if 
you don't want to." 

"I've no idea any more what I am... but I know I want 
to do this," Sarah grinned. Kelly closed her eyes and 
sighed in contentment as Sarah reached for her breast, 
cupped it and fondled it.

"That feels nice," Kelly sighed happily.

Sarah watched, fascinated, as Kelly's nipple and areola 
swelled under the manipulation of her hand. When they 
were both fully hardened, she bent down and kissed 
them. Kelly giggled. Sarah shot upright.

"Am I doing it wrong?" she asked worriedly.

"God, no!" Kelly answered. "It tickled a little... 
that's all. No, it feels great! Keep going."

Sarah returned her mouth to the nipple, grabbing it 
carefully between her teeth and pulling on it. 

Kelly gasped.

"Oh, yes, cuzz, that's it. Oh!"

Encouraged, Sarah placed her hand on Kelly's other 
breast and began rolling the nipple between her finger 
and thumb as Kelly had done to her. Kelly squealed in 
pleasure and rolled her head to one side, gripping her 
bottom lip between her teeth. Sarah kept kissing both 
breasts for a while and then started working her way 
down over the curve of Kelly's belly. 

She spent a few moments running her tongue around 
Kelly's navel ornament, which made Kelly squirm with 
increasing arousal. Sarah ventured downwards towards 
the silky black triangle above Kelly's centre. She blew 
gently and watched the soft pubic hairs ripple in the 
stream of warm air. She saw Kelly's stomach tense as 
she set her lips to the top of Kelly's crease.

Kelly's clit was already swollen and Sarah ran her 
tongue over it experimentally, causing Kelly to shuffle 
her butt in pleasure. As Sarah continued to nuzzle and 
worry it, Kelly began to grunt and her breathing 
quickened. Sliding her tongue lower, Sarah tasted 
another girl's juices for the first time in her young 
life and found, to her amazement, that she quite liked 
the experience. The tip of her tongue probed Kelly's 
vagina.

"Jesus!" Kelly squealed. "Oh god... yes!"

She was now starting to buck up and down but Sarah rode 
her, never allowing her tongue to stop pleasuring Kelly 
until she was swamped with Kelly's explosive climax. 
Only then, did she move back to kiss Kelly's lips, 
allowing Kelly to savour some of her own juices. Sarah 
allowed her fingers to explore the place that her 
tongue had just stimulated. She was rewarded by Kelly 
having another shattering orgasm that left her panting 
and breathless.

As Kelly came down from the wave, they both lay back on 
the bed and stared at the ceiling in silence. After 
several minutes, Kelly turned towards Sarah, propping 
herself up on one elbow. She remained in that position 
looking at her cousin, saying nothing.

"What?" Sarah asked.

"You're just so..." Kelly said. She paused. "I can't 
believe this is happening," she said at last.

"Nor can I," Sarah laughed "But it does explain a few 
things."

Kelly stretched out and very gently fondled Sarah's 
breast, watching to see her reaction.

"Do you mind?" she asked anxiously.

"Why should I?" Sarah asked.

"Well, I've wanted it for ever but you..."


"Well, I want it now," Sarah assured her. "It was a 
shock when you kissed me, for sure, but I could have 
stopped you at any time. It was even more of a shock to 
discover that I didn't want to. I've never felt 
anything like... you know."

"Me neither," Kelly giggled, her hand continuing to 
caress Sarah's breast.

"Really?"

"Really!" Kelly nodded.

"Well, that's good then, isn't it?"

"It's perfect," Kelly smiled, "and I'll let you into a 
little secret."

"What?" Sarah asked.

"Michael isn't the only one who masturbates over a 
picture of you."

Sarah looked astonished. "You mean...?"

Kelly nodded.

"My god," Sarah said. "Wow!"

"Does that disgust you ?"

"I don't know. No, I don't think so. I think 'surprise 
me' is a better description."

Kelly's hand began to slide down Sarah's stomach.

"I just love your body," she whispered "and I love 
you."

Sarah could feel her body starting to stir again.

"And I love you too, Kell," she said before laying 
back, closing her eyes and allowing Kelly to do 
whatever she wanted to her.

**

Over the next two hours they made love again but, this 
time, there was none of the sense of urgency of that 
first occasion. It was leisurely, tender and mutually 
fulfilling. As lunch-time approached, and hunger 
started to assert itself, they squeezed into the shower 
together and took pleasure in soaping each other, 
accompanied by a good deal of giggling and sighing. 
They had just finished drying themselves, and Sarah was 
reaching for a clean pair of panties when Kelly stopped 
her.

"Sarah," she said, "can I take a few pictures of you 
before you get dressed... just for me."

"What now? Naked?" Sarah gasped.

"Of course. I want to have something to remind me of 
today when you go back to Scotland and who knows if 
we'll get another chance with my bratty brother 
around."

"Well okay, I guess. You'll make sure no one else sees 
them, won't you?" Sarah said doubtfully.

"I'll password protect them, I promise," Kelly replied.

"Okay, then. How do you want me?" Sarah asked.

"Er... how about standing in the entrance to the 
shower. Gives you a reason to be undressed. Hang on, 
I'll grab my camera."

As Kelly went to collect her digital camera off the 
desk, Sarah arranged herself in the shower door frame, 
arms raised and hands gripping the metal just above her 
shoulders, legs closed. Kelly peered at the picture on 
the camera's view-finding screen.

"Keep your feet where they are and just twist your body 
a little to the right," Kelly instructed. "You look 
flat-chested head on."

"I am flat-chested," Sarah protested, but did as Kelly 
asked.

"You are not, but let's not argue."

She pressed the shutter release and the camera flashed. 
She asked Sarah to make more adjustments and snapped 
some more pictures.

"I'm getting a fair amount of reflection off the 
glass," Kelly said a little while later. "Come and 
kneel on the bed."

Sarah obediently did as Kelly asked, sitting back on 
her haunches. Kelly took a couple more pictures.

"Okay, Sarah, kneel upright, spread your knees apart 
and put your hands behind your head."

Sarah hesitated for a moment, knowing that now her 
pussy would be clearly visible but she slowly took up 
the pose. Kelly took a shot and Sarah saw her playing 
with the zoom. She started to adjust her position.

"No, don't move," Kelly protested. "Just stay exactly 
like that."

She pressed the release and the camera flashed again.

"Great. Now lie back on the bed."

Sarah did so.

"Can you squeeze one of your breasts with your left 
hand and cover your crotch with your right?"

"What?" gasped Sarah. "It will look like I'm playing 
with myself."

"Well, why don't you?" Kelly said with a wicked grin on 
her face. "It will make you look really sexy and I will 
be able to imagine that it is me that is turning you 
on."

"I really don't know about this," Sarah said but she 
reached for her breast and began rubbing it. "If you 
ever show these to anyone, I'll track you down and kill 
you."

"Don't be stupid. You know I'd never do that," Kelly 
said angrily.

Still a little uncertain, Sarah let her other hand 
drift down to her crotch and allowed her finger to rub 
up and down the length of her slit. Whether it was her 
new-found love or whether it was knowing that she was 
being photographed, she couldn't tell but she felt 
everything happening much faster than ever before. Her 
clit became instantly engorged, she could feel the 
slippery strands of her juices lubricating her finger 
and her vagina began to open almost instantly. 

Even through her closed eyelids, she was vaguely aware 
of Kelly taking pictures but, by then, instinct had 
taken over, her finger was plumbing her own depths and 
she could not have stopped what was happening to her 
even if she had wanted to. She gasped as the fifth 
massive orgasm of the day hit her and she thrashed on 
the bed like a wild thing until it slowly abated. 

As her breath returned, she was aware of a noise in the 
room and opened her eyes in time to see Kelly sitting 
on the couch, eyes closed, legs spread wide, fucking 
herself frantically with the handle of her hair-brush, 
camera abandoned beside her. As Sarah watched her, 
Kelly opened her eyes, looked directly at Sarah and 
immediately climaxed with a scream of ecstasy.

"God, Sarah," she gasped. "You are the sexiest thing 
I've ever seen!"
Sarah ran over to her and they hugged each other hard 
for a long time.

"Just before we get dressed, let me get a picture of 
the two of us together." Kelly said.

She opened a cupboard and took out a tripod, clamped 
the camera to it and set the timer. Then she bounded 
back to join Sarah on the sofa . They just had time to 
put one arms around each other's shoulder while their 
free hand held each other's breast before the camera 
flashed. At last, the two of them cleaned up, got 
dressed and went downstairs to eat.

After lunch, Sarah watched as Kelly downloaded her 
pictures onto her hard drive. As they screened them, 
one by one, Sarah was stunned by the images. Even she 
was forced to agree, reluctantly, that she looked 
pretty good in the early shots. She was definitely less 
comfortable with the shots that showed her pussy in 
extreme close-up but, unless anyone saw them in 
conjunction with the earlier shots, it was an anonymous 
pussy. 

Not so the shots of her masturbating. Kelly had caught 
everything and there could be no question as to whether 
she was faking it or not. The flash clearly showed the 
glistening strands released by her finger and the 
opening void of her vagina. She cautioned Kelly once 
again about not letting anyone else see them... ever... 
and, once again, Kelly assured her that she would take 
steps to password protect them. 

The last picture showed the two of them together, 
laughing and very much into each other. Kelly deleted 
the few shots that were out of focus or otherwise 
unsatisfactory and then carefully erased them again 
from the trash file. Finally, she shut down the 
computer just before Megan and Michael returned from 
their afternoon in town.

"Hello, girls. Did you have a fun day?" she asked as 
she and Michael piled shopping bags on the kitchen 
table.

"Yes, thank you," Kelly said, preparing herself for the 
inevitable "What did you get up to?" but, instead, her 
mother said "That's good. Put the kettle on, will you 
sweetheart. I'm dying for a cup of tea."

Kelly winked conspiratorially at Sarah as she went to 
the stove. Megan had already dismissed the subject of 
their day's activities.

**

The next couple of days saw Michael attach himself to 
them like a sticking plaster but there was little they 
could do about it as it was his holiday too. Sarah was 
careful not to provide any provocation and, as much as 
she could, kept Kelly between her and him. 

At night, she and Kelly managed a little discreet love-
making but it was not possible to engage in the 
uninhibited passion of that first day. On the Wednesday 
night, as they lay in Kelly's bed whispering to each 
other, they worked out a plan that would allow them to 
escape Michael's presence for a day. 

**

The next morning, Kelly told her mother that she and 
Sarah had decided to take a trip out to Hampton Court 
since Sarah had never been there. Then she turned to 
her brother, her face all innocence.

"Want to come with us, Michael," she asked.

"God, no. I've been there four times. I'm not going 
again," he pouted.

Kelly turned away, and Sarah saw a smile of success 
flash across her face.

"I'll make some sandwiches for you to take with you. 
It's so expensive to eat out," Megan said.

It turned out to be a great day. The sun shone, there 
were no crowds and they even found a quiet spot in a 
neighbouring park to indulge in a little petting.

"I feel like I'm rationed," Kelly complained. "You're 
only here for a few weeks and then I'm going to lose 
you."

"Not for ever," Sarah replied.

"You don't know that," Kelly said. "You could easily 
meet someone else in a couple of months and forget all 
about me."

"First of all, I'll NEVER forget all about you. How 
could I, after this week?!"

Kelly grinned, somewhat reassured.

"Secondly, you are my cousin and I plan on seeing you 
every summer..." Kelly's smile broadened, "...and third 
of all, I was planning to go to university in Edinburgh 
but now I think maybe I'll try for somewhere close to 
you so we can be together more often."

At that, Kelly flung her arms around her cousin and 
kissed her soundly on the lips.

**

The rest of the afternoon passed in a happy blur and 
they were still engaged in animated conversation as 
they arrived back at the house for dinner. As they sat 
down at the table, Sarah noticed that Michael was 
watching her again, with a smile on his lips, and was 
not averting his gaze when she caught him staring. 
"He's going to become a problem," she thought to 
herself but, apart from his relentless stare, he said 
and did nothing to disturb her further. The evening 
passed pleasantly as Ian and Megan discussed plans for 
an outing on the river for the weekend. 

Finally, it was time for everyone to go to bed and the 
two girls made their way up to the top floor. Kelly 
went to the computer to check her e-mails. Sarah 
crossed to her bed and folded back the coverlet. She 
reached under the pillow to retrieve her folded pyjamas 
and her hand encountered something. She pulled it out 
from under the pillow to discover that it was a large 
envelope.

Her heart began to pound as she had a premonition of 
what it might contain. With trembling fingers, she 
opened it over the bed and tilted it. Across the 
counterpane spilled a complete set of all the pictures 
that Kelly had taken, including an 8" x 10" enlargement 
of the two girls together.

Kelly heard her gasp and turn to see Sarah standing 
ashen faced and riveted to the spot. She raced across 
the room and saw the pictures spread out on the bed.

"That miserable little cock-sucking, fucking son-of-a-
bitch. He's been into my computer again. I'll fucking 
kill him!!" Kelly raved. Sarah was still holding the 
envelope and saw that there was a sheet of paper still 
stuck inside.

"Wait a moment, Kelly," she cautioned, shaking the 
envelope and causing the sheet to drop onto the bed. 
Sarah picked it up and showed Kelly. In bold caps, it 
said "NICE PICTURES. I'M SURE MUM AND DAD WOULD LOVE 
THEM. WE NEED TO TALK SARAH."

Underneath was scrawled "P.S. I have my own set safely 
hidden in case these should disappear."

Kelly was white-faced, whether with fear or anger... or 
both, Sarah couldn't tell.

"Oh, god, Sarah. I'm so, so sorry," she wailed. "This 
is all my fault. I swear to god I'll kill the little 
shit when I get my hands on him."

"No, wait," Sarah said. "Sit down and let's think about 
this."

She sat on her bed and Kelly sat beside her. Sarah's 
mind was racing. 

"He hid these under my pillow and he says that he wants 
to talk to me. I think it's pretty obvious what he has 
in mind, don't you."

Kelly looked up at Sarah and nodded.

"What are you going to do?" she asked.

"Not a lot I can do, is there? Whatever he wants, I'll 
have to agree. If your parents saw these, they would 
have to pass them on to my parents and that would be 
the end of our summer holidays together for ever, the 
end of... everything. It would kill mum and dad and I'd 
be grounded until I was forty."

They sat in silence for a while. Without warning, Kelly 
stood up and started pacing the floor. Sarah opened her 
mouth to speak but Kelly held up a hand to stop her and 
continued pacing, deep in thought. Suddenly she stopped 
and Sarah saw that she was grinning.

"You know what," she said, "you're right. You have no 
choice. You have to do whatever he wants... but 
reluctantly."

**

The next day, as soon as breakfast was over, Michael 
asked Sarah if she would like to see his model aircraft 
collection. Sarah scowled at him but said okay.

"They're in my room," Michael told her. "Come on. I'll 
show you." 

Sarah rolled her eyes in Kelly's direction before 
following him up the stairs. Once they were in his 
room, he shut the door and got straight down to 
business.

"You got my surprise?" he asked.

"Of course I did you little..."she began but he cut her 
off.

"Uh, uh... you'd better be nice to me if you don't want 
a set of pictures to go to your folks and be posted on 
the Internet."

"You wouldn't dare," Sarah gasped.

"Just try me," he said.

"What is it you want?" she asked softly. "Money?"

"No." he replied. "I want to see you naked and I want 
to fuck you."

"No way," Sarah said.

"Oh, yes! Way!" he replied.

"No!" she said.

"Alright, the pictures will be in tonight's post and on 
the internet by tomorrow. I dropped them all onto a CD 
so it will only take me a few minutes to upload them. I 
can do it from anywhere."

He headed for the door.

"No, wait," Sarah said. "Isn't there something else 
you'd settle for instead?"

"No, Sarah," he said. "I want to see you naked and I 
want to fuck you."

"I can't," she whimpered.

"You can... and you will, or else..." he left the 
alternative hanging.

"But I'm still a virgin," she pleaded.

"So am I... but not for much longer."

"You are so spiteful, Michael."

Michael said nothing. Sarah thought for a moment.

"Just suppose I were to agree, when?" she said.

"Tonight."

Sarah's face reflected her fury and her inward 
struggle. In the end, she heaved a great sigh.

"Alright, Michael. You win but make it tomorrow night. 
I'll need to work it out with Kelly."

Sarah could see the excitement of victory in Michael's 
eyes and the prominent bulge that had formed in his 
jeans.

"Okay, I'll wait until tomorrow night on one 
condition," he said.

"What condition?" she asked warily.

"I want you to show me your tits and let me touch them 
right now."

"What?" she gasped.

"You heard," he grinned. "Show me your tits now and let 
me touch them... then I agree to wait for the rest 
until tomorrow."

Sarah felt her cheeks turning scarlet and she stood 
stock still, her chest heaving. Seeing no move on her 
part to comply, Michael turned back towards the door.

"Okay," he said. "It's your choice."

"Alright, alright," Sarah said angrily, and he turned 
back to watch her as she slowly began to unbutton her 
blouse. She could see that Michael was now fully erect 
and his penis was straining at the fabric of his jeans. 
With all the buttons undone, she pulled her bra up and 
over her breasts. Michael stared greedily at the 
alabaster flesh with the dark pink nipples set in the 
centre of pale brown areolae. 

Nervously, he stretched out his hand. Sarah stared 
fixedly at the ceiling as he cautiously cupped and 
squeezed her breast. She was determined not to look him 
in the eye. He continued to knead her breast until she 
felt her nipple starting to swell.

"That's it," she said stepping back and pulling her bra 
back down again. "I've kept the first part of the 
bargain. Now you keep yours."

She started to button her blouse again. Michael had a 
glazed look in his eye and his hand was clamped on the 
bulge in his pants. Without a word, he turned and left 
the bedroom. A moment later, Sarah heard the bathroom 
door close and the lock turn. She continued adjusting 
her dress and, after a few minutes, left the room and 
returned to the kitchen. Megan was at the sink. Kelly 
looked up when she came into the kitchen and raised an 
eyebrow in an unspoken question. Sarah gave her a 
silent nod.

**

Over the next thirty-six hours, Michael could barely 
suppress his excitement at the thought of finally 
getting laid by his stunningly beautiful cousin. The 
next day had dawned sunny and hot and he was so fidgety 
that Megan asked him what was wrong.

"Nothing, mum,' he said quickly. "I think I'll go over 
to Geoff's for a while. I'll be back for lunch." He 
sprinted out of the house, jumped on his bike and 
cycled off down the road.

Later that afternoon, Sarah took him to one side where 
they couldn't be overheard.

"Look, Michael, I really don't want to do this. Isn't 
there some other way we can settle it?"

"Sorry, but no," he replied. 

"What if I agree to let you see me naked, and you just 
jerk yourself off?"

"No."

"What if I give you a blow-job then?"

"No, Sarah. Don't you get it? It's not the same thing. 
It's not the same thing at all. I want to lose my 
virginity. I want to know what it feels like to be 
inside a girl and screw her until I come. And I want my 
first to be you. Now, are you going to do this or do I 
have to send those pictures to your mum and dad?"

"Okay, okay. I'll do it - but you listen to me. If you 
EVER tell anyone about this, I give you my word that 
Kelly and I will make sure that you'll never be able to 
screw another woman ever again. We'll cut it off and to 
hell with the consequences."

"Of course I won't tell anyone," Michael grinned. "At 
least, not who it was I screwed."

He saw that Sarah was ready to strike him.

"Just joking," he said quickly. "Okay, it's a deal. You 
let me screw you tonight and I promise to keep it a 
secret."

"And the pictures?"

"I'll give my set of pictures back to you tomorrow 
morning."

"All of them?"

"All of them," he nodded

"You'd better," Sarah said. "Okay, I've spoken to Kelly 
and here's the plan. I'll complain of a headache 
somewhere round about ten... ten-thirty, and go up to 
bed. You tell your folks that you're tired too. You go 
to your room. Your mum and dad usually go up to bed at 
around eleven. Kelly is going to say that she intends 
to stay up and watch a movie in the den. Give your 
parents about an hour to make sure that they're asleep 
then, around midnight, you sneak upstairs. Kelly will 
go up to your room and sleep there. You two can trade 
places again early tomorrow morning before your parents 
get up."

"Great," said Michael. "I get to spend the whole night 
with you."

"Yes, but after we've done it, you sleep in Kelly's 
bed!" Sarah snapped.

"But..."Michael protested,

"No buts," Sarah said sharply. "This is not the way I 
imagined my first time but you've given me no choice. 
The deal was...once. And that'll be it. I don't want 
you sharing my bed and putting your grubby paws all 
over me all night. You made the deal. Live with it."

Michael was about to argue but the prospect of getting 
Sarah into bed was too tempting to mess with. Besides, 
once he was in her bed, she might not want him to 
leave. He nodded acceptance of her terms and they 
parted.

At ten-thirty, Sarah said that she thought she go up 
for the night as she had a mild headache. 

"Do you want me to come up too?" Kelly asked.

Michael's head snapped up. This wasn't what had been 
agreed, but Sarah shook her head.

"No, Kell," she said. "It's still fairly early. You 
stay here."

"Well, I was going to watch a movie later... if that's 
okay, mum?"

"Okay, sweetheart. It's a holiday. Just keep the sound 
down and don't stay up all night."

Sarah saw the relief in Michael's face and he relaxed 
back into his seat.

"Goodnight then," she said.

There was a chorus of goodnights as she turned and went 
upstairs to the top floor. Five minutes later, Michael 
yawned ostentatiously and said that he was off to bed. 
Ian looked at the clock. 

"Might as well have an early night too," he said to 
Megan.

"Good idea," she agreed. "Night, Kelly. Enjoy your 
movie."

Michael could hardly wait for the clock to reach 
midnight. He tried reading but could not settle. He put 
on his headphones and listened to some music. The house 
had really heated up in the baking sun, and the warmth 
and the excitement had him sweating. All he wore was a 
pair of boxers but he could still feel perspiration 
trickling down his bare chest. 

At ten minutes to twelve, he couldn't stand it any 
longer. He went to his bedroom door, opened it quietly 
and listened. He could hear his father snoring in his 
parent's bedroom, otherwise the only sound he could 
make out was the steady tick of the grandfather clock 
in the downstairs hall. His bare feet made no sound as 
he crept along the landing to the staircase up to the 
attic. He could just make out a faint glow on the floor 
above. 

Keeping his feet tight against the side of the treads 
to avoid the risk of them creaking, he stealthily made 
his way up the stairs. The soft glow, he discovered, 
came from the small desk lamp beside the computer over 
which had been draped a gauzy red silk scarf. The rest 
of the room was in darkness. He could just make out a 
vague silhouette of the two beds on the far side of the 
room and a faint red splash showed where the glass of 
shower door reflected the desk lamp.

"Sarah," he whispered.

"Over here," she answered. "Did anyone hear you coming 
up here?"

"No, they were snoring."

As he spoke, he worked his way carefully and slowly 
through the darkness to Sarah's bed and saw her dark 
shape, as a black blob, propped up against the pillows. 
He was about to say something but she stopped him.

"Shh," she hissed. 

He stood there, his thighs pressing against the side of 
the bed. Now that the moment had come, he found that he 
was nervous and unsure of what to do next. She solved 
the problem by stretching out a hand and running it 
over his body. The hand encountered the huge bulge in 
his boxers and the next thing he knew, they were around 
his knees. He took the hint and stepped out of them. 
Sarah reached out again and found his rigid prick. He 
grunted with pleasure as she began to work the hand up 
and down its length. In seconds, pre-cum was leaking 
from the tip.

Sarah flicked the thin sheet off the bed and, gently 
tugging on his penis, guided him up onto the bed. He 
was shaking with eager anticipation but he positioned 
himself carefully above her, taking his weight on his 
elbows. He bent his neck over her, and lowered his lips 
to hers. His body was stretched taut to keep his weight 
off her and his rampant dick was pointed straight at 
her pussy.

As their lips touched, a voice said "NOW!!" and a flood 
of light washed over him. Scared out of his wits, he 
collapsed on top of her. A moment later, the bedside 
lights were turned on as well and his first sight, as 
the spots ceased dancing in his eyes, was Sarah, fully 
dressed, standing beside Kelly's bed with a camera 
carefully set up on the tripod, aimed at the bed where, 
under him, lay Kelly... stark naked and grinning like a 
maniac.

"Gotcha, you little bastard," she said triumphantly.

"Wha...?" Michael stammered.

Sarah was looking at the playback on the cameras video 
screen.

"Oh, it's turned out perfectly," she grinned.

"What's going on?" Michael spluttered scrambling off 
the bed and covering his penis with his cupped hands. 
Sarah tilted the camera's playback screen towards him.

"How do you think your mum and dad will feel about you 
forcing yourself on your sister and taking a video of 
you doing it?"

"But I never..." he wailed.

"That's not what this shows. It shows you right over 
Kelly, about to rape her, and then plunging your dick 
right inside her."

"But I didn't," he protested.

"You know that and I know that, but Kelly will swear 
that you did and I'll swear that she told me about it 
because she had to tell someone and was too ashamed to 
tell her mum and dad."

Michael looked totally deflated for a moment, but then 
a look of defiance crossed his face.

"Wait a minute," he said triumphantly. "Aren't you 
forgetting something?"

"Are we?" Sarah said.

"Oh, yes! I still have my set of pictures. I can still 
post them to the Internet and e-mail them to everyone 
in Kelly's address book."

"Do you mean this set of pictures?" Sarah asked and, 
from behind her back, she produced a jewel case with a 
CD inside it.

Michael's jaw sagged. It was answer enough.

"Not very smart of you Michael. You told me that you 
had dropped the pictures to a CD and I figured that it 
was the only back-up you had so, when you rushed off to 
the bathroom the other day to jerk off after groping 
me..."

"He what!!" Kelly exploded. "He groped you?"

She looked ready to kill her brother.

"Never mind that for now," she said turning back to 
Michael. "After you went to the bathroom," she 
continued, "I took a good look around your bedroom. 
Thank god you're only fourteen. You really don't have a 
very vivid imagination, do you? Hiding things under 
your mattress!! This CD, Hustler magazines, the sock."

Michael was scarlet with embarrassment, anger and 
frustration, but he knew he was beaten.

"What are you going to do? he muttered.

"Nothing, dear brother," Kelly answered. "You will keep 
your big mouth shut about Sarah and I, and allow us to 
enjoy ourselves for the rest of the holiday, and we 
will say nothing about your incestuous relationship 
with your 'poor sister'. Agreed?"

"Bitch," Michael snarled.

"Maybe, but do you agree?"

"Okay," Michael muttered.

"Good. Now," 

She pointed at his groin. 

"...take your hands away from that thing and let Sarah 
see what she missed."

Michael looked at Kelly and then at Sarah. They 
returned his gaze as if to say "Well?" Slowly, he 
placed his hands by his sides. His penis had shrunk 
back and now hung limply between his legs.

"So, what do you think, Sarah? See anything you'd 
want?"

Sarah studied Michael's naked body for a long time.

"Well, it's the first I've seen close up so I haven't 
anything to compare it with but, on the whole, I think 
I much prefer what we have, thank you very much."

"So there you are, brother dear. Time for you to return 
very quietly to your own room. I'm sure you're dying to 
jerk off into your sock. Sarah and I have some 
unfinished business to attend to. Sleep well and we'll 
see you bright-eyed and bushy-tailed in the morning."

Miserably, Michael picked up his boxers and, clutching 
them in his hand, made for the stairs. He heard their 
giggles fading away behind him all the way down to the 
landing below. 


*** Part Two ***

A couple of days later, it happened that, once again, 
Sarah and Kelly had the house to themselves for best 
part of the day. By this time, their love-making was 
more relaxed as each had discovered what gave them 
pleasure as well as what gave the other pleasure. 

It was after a particularly gratifying and passionate 
session that they lay naked on Kelly's bed, simply 
enjoying the sight and presence of each other. To 
Sarah, who was savouring the pleasure of having an 
intimate friend for the first time in her life, Kelly 
seemed unusually quiet. She rolled onto her stomach, 
propped herself up on her elbows and studied her 
cousin's face.

"Everything alright, Kell?

Kelly blinked.

"What? Oh, yes. Of course everything's alright. I was 
just thinking."

"About what?" Sarah asked.

"Well, about us..." Kelly grinned.

"What about us?"

"Well, it was more about you, actually."

"Are you going to tell me then?"

"I was wondering if you are a lesbian or bi-sexual, if 
you really want to know."

"What?" Sarah gasped. "Why on earth would you wonder 
that?"

"Because, cuzz, I want to know if I get to keep you all 
to myself until you get tired of me or if I am going to 
have to share you once in a while."

Sarah slumped back onto the bed, as the impact of 
Kelly's question occurred to her. In fact, in the 
pleasure of the sexual discoveries she was making with 
Kelly, it was something she had not even considered. 
She knew that she felt joyous exhilaration in their 
love-making and that had been sufficient. But now Kelly 
had set a disturbing thought buzzing in the back of her 
mind.

"What made you think about that at this moment?" she 
asked Kelly.

"I think it's kind of important, don't you?" Kelly 
said.

"But you do know that I'm really happy to be with you, 
right? Because I am."

Kelly leaned over and gave her a quick kiss.

"Of course I know that."

"Well then."

"Yes, but haven't you ever wondered what it would be 
like to do it with a boy?" Kelly persisted.

"I guess... but not with a jerk like Cameron."

"Of course not, but what about some hot hunk...a Jude 
Law type, say?"

Sarah shook her head.

"Matthew McConaughey maybe... Just kidding."

"Ah, but were you? You see, that's what I was getting 
at. I've never really wondered about doing it with a 
boy and you have.

"But you have done it with a boy, and I'm still 
technically a virgin."

"Yeah, but I didn't choose to do it with a boy... I was 
forced. And I was only out with him to mask the fact 
that I prefer girls."

"Jeez, Kelly. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. It 
was thoughtless of me. I know that it was awful for 
you."

Kelly shrugged.

"Yeah... well it's old news now. Anyway, don't change 
the subject. Do you think that you might want to have 
sex with a boy to find out what it's like?"

"No... well, maybe... one day. Oh, I don't know. I've 
only just started to feel comfortable with the idea 
that I'm a lesbian and now you start to confuse me with 
the thought that I might be bi."

Kelly smiled at her.

"Sorry. I'm not trying to mess with your mind but I 
keep wondering whether or not I get to be with you next 
year or if maybe, next summer, you'll be off with some 
young stud, leaving me here to play with myself, and 
nothing but a photo to remember you by."

Sarah stared at her scornfully.

"Don't be a nut! I'll be back. You know I will."

Kelly grinned.

"Maybe...but will you still be – 'technically' – a 
virgin? That's the question."

Sarah turned to face Kelly.

"You're leading up to something, aren't you?"

Kelly said nothing.

"Come on... out with it," Sarah demanded.

"Well, I was just thinking that we might both want to 
know if you're gay or bi... to avoid any future 
misunderstandings." Kelly said seriously.

"What are you suggesting... that I let Cameron screw me 
just to see if I like the experience? I don't think so. 
He's a creep!"

Kelly sat up and saw that anger had brought a flush to 
Sarah's cheeks. Her green eyes flashed at the very 
thought.

"Now you're being the nut," Kelly said quietly. "No, I 
was thinking of something quite different."

Sarah's flash of anger subsided as quickly as it had 
arisen. She looked steadily at Kelly.

"I think you'd better tell me what's going on in that 
devious little mind of yours," she said.

Kelly thought for a moment before speaking.

"Promise you won't get mad at me, okay?"

"I won't get mad at you," Sarah agreed.

"Well, one of the reasons that I was so nervous about 
trying it on with you was that I was fairly sure that 
you were into boys so it was a real shock ... no, let 
me rephrase that... a fabulous surprise when you... 
well... you know. But then the incident with Michael 
happened."

"What's that got to do with anything?" Sarah asked.

"Let me ask you something." Kelly said. "Did you ever 
suspect that you liked girls - sexually, I mean - 
before coming here this year?"

There was a long pause as Sarah considered the 
question.

"No, I don't think so, not really. But I'm happy to 
find that I do."

"Good. I mean, I'm glad you do too... but I think that 
you also like boys." Kelly said.

"Why? What makes you think that?"

"Because, that night, when I told Michael to take his 
hands away and show you what you were missing, you 
couldn't take your eyes off his dick."

Sarah felt herself blushing furiously.

"Well, it was the first real one I'd ever seen."

"Yes, and you clearly didn't find it repulsive." Kelly 
grinned.

Sarah stared at Kelly for a long time. Suddenly, an 
outrageous thought flashed into her mind.

"Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" 
she gasped.

Kelly said nothing.

"Me and... Michael? Kelly... you must be joking!!"

Kelly continued to look at her without speaking.

"But he tried to blackmail me... us. He threatened to 
tell everyone about us and to post those pictures on 
the internet. Why would I even think about giving him 
what he wants?"

"First of all, because he can be controlled. Secondly, 
you know that he has a major crush on you. Third, I 
still think that he's a sly little prick sneaking up 
here to rummage through my computer but, given how I 
feel about you, I can sort of understand it. Fourthly, 
and most of all, because I think you quite like him."

"Kelly," Sarah exploded, "he's a fourteen year-old 
boy."

"Yes, but he's a fourteen year-old boy who appears to 
be quite well equipped, wouldn't you say? I mean, you 
studied the equipment long enough."

"Yes... well... but..."Sarah spluttered. "No, Kelly, 
it's ridiculous. I just couldn't do it. I mean, what 
... No!"

"So you're telling me that you don't like boys then?"

"Yes. No... I didn't say that. Jeez, Kelly, what are 
you doing to me? I love you. I'm in love with you. Why 
can't you leave it at that?"

"Because I was stupid enough to say what was on my mind 
when you asked me. I don't want to have any secrets 
from you, Sarah, so I told you what I was thinking. And 
I also think that, now I've asked the question, you 
want to know the answer too. Michael offers the perfect 
solution. Come on, now, be honest. He's not exactly 
ugly, is he? He dotes on you, would do anything for 
you, and I pretty sure he's feeling really shitty right 
now about how things turned out. He'd probably do 
anything to undo what he has done. His biggest crime is 
that he has more hormones than brains at the moment."

Sarah lay there, her mind in a whirl once more. The 
more she thought about it, the more she at least 
understood where Kelly was coming from. Kelly pressed 
her advantage.

"There's one other huge benefit if it should prove that 
you like boys as well as girls," she said with a grin.

"What's that?" Sarah asked.

"Michael lives here too so, if I have to share you with 
someone, we'll all be under the same roof and I'll get 
to be with you too."

Sarah was stunned. Her first response to Kelly's idea 
had been an automatic "no way", but now, as she thought 
about what Kelly had said, she started to re-evaluate 
the situation. First of all, she meant what she had 
said. She loved Kelly and treasured their time 
together. However, if she was being totally honest with 
herself, she had been semi-interested in some of the 
guys at school and had also been impressed by the way 
Michael had filled out in the past couple of years. 

And, yes, she had been fascinated by the sight of him 
standing stark naked in front of her with a substantial 
package. She had told herself, as she had told Kelly, 
that it was simply curiosity, it being the first penis 
she had seen but she also had to admit, at least to 
herself, that she had thought about Michael's naked, 
well-formed, youthful body more than once in the past 
couple of days. But sex? Suddenly, the idea did not 
seem so ridiculous.

Kelly watched the play of emotions on Sarah's face and 
recognized that she was at least thinking about the 
idea.

"So? What do you think?" she asked anxiously.

"I think that I don't want to do anything that would 
spoil our relationship," Sarah said uncertainly.

"And I think that you writing to me, out of the blue, 
in a couple of months to say that you had fallen for a 
guy back at home would be very likely to hurt our 
relationship."

"Okay, you're right but, even if I did experiment with 
Michael, that could still happen. In fact, isn't it 
even more likely if you're right and it turns out I'm 
bi?"

"Maybe, but you and I ignoring that possibility is not 
going to prevent something happening later. On the 
other hand, I could be wrong and you're definitely one 
of us. But I come back to what I said earlier. I know 
he drives me crazy at times, but Michael's a good kid 
at heart and I know that you are at least a little 
attracted to him. I think it could work out to 
everyone's advantage. So, be honest now, you have 
wondered what it would have been like if he'd made you 
go through with his plan, haven't you?"

Sarah felt a tear welling up in her eye.

"Kell, I so don't want to hurt you."

"You won't."

"Oh, god. Okay... yes, I've thought about that. When he 
was trying to blackmail me into having sex with him, I 
hated him for what he was doing to us but when we 
turned the tables on him, he looked so pathetic that I 
realised, like you said, that he was really a kid."

"Not just a kid, though, eh?"

Sarah giggled.

"No. He's pretty well hung, I have to admit."

"So, what do you say? Do we turn his fantasy and your 
fantasy into the real thing?"

"Can I think about it for a day or two? It's a big step 
and a bit cold-blooded, don't you think?"

"I can't imagine that Michael would object and, 
although I'll be madly jealous, I'll live."

"Okay, but if I do decide to go through with it, 
there's one condition."

"What's that?"

"That you're there too."

"What!!?" Kelly gasped. "Why would you want me there?"

"Because I love you and I want to be able to share this 
with you so that you don't feel completely left out. 
The thing I don't know is what he would think about 
having his older sister there."

"Oh, I think I know the answer to that. Fourteen is all 
about seeing girls naked... the more the merrier. From 
the way he stared at me when I came out of the shower 
that morning, it won't be a problem."

She gave Sarah a questioning look.

"So, does this mean you'll do it?"

"No, it means I'll think about it," Sarah said 
promptly.

"Fair enough, but here's one final thought. Michael is 
dying to have sex with someone and you are his dream 
girl at the moment. If he gets to have his first 
experience with you, and you enjoy it, he and I can 
share you for the rest of the holiday. If you don't 
ever want to do it again with him, he'll soon move on 
to fancying someone else who is more available and 
he'll be far more confident, therefore successful and 
out of your hair, for his experience with you."

Sarah did not reply. She was deep in thought and 
discovered that she felt a little frisson of excitement 
at the idea of having sex with Michael, something that 
she would never have considered possible an hour 
earlier. She saw Kelly watching her and was struck 
again by how beautiful she was... and by the strong 
physical resemblance between her and her brother. 

Another little piece clicked in her brain. She 
stretched out a hand and gently stroked Kelly's cheek. 
Kelly took hold of the hand and kissed the palm, before 
leaning over to kiss her again on the lips. Sarah was 
overwhelmed by a wall of emotion as she realised how 
Kelly was truly trying to create the best possible 
situation for all of them. 

She put her hand on the back of Kelly's head and 
eagerly pulled Kelly on top of her, kissing her with 
all the passion that had suddenly welled up in her. Her 
free hand roamed down Kelly's back and found her 
perfectly rounded, firmly fleshed buttocks. She pressed 
Kelly firmly to her and ran her finger up and down the 
crack. Kelly wriggled against her, gently rubbing 
crotches. With mounting heat, Sarah let her fingers 
find Kelly's anus, something neither had ever done to 
the other before. 

She heard Kelly gasp. She ran her finger round the 
opening for a moment or two as she and Kelly continued 
to trade open-mouthed kisses. Slowly, Sarah started to 
introduce her finger into Kelly's rear opening, which 
drew a little grunt but no objection so she wriggled 
her finger a little, at which Kelly started to grind 
her crotch fiercely against Sarah's.

Sarah was becoming completely turned on and, emboldened 
by Kelly's response, inserted her finger as far as it 
would reach, still twisting and turning it as she did 
so. Kelly broke off kissing, placed a hand on either 
side of Sarah's head, closed her eyes in pleasure and 
pushed up until her arms were straight and her back 
arched. This placed her gorgeous, full breasts right in 
front of Sarah's face. Leaving her finger in place in 
Kelly's back passage, Sarah took one of Kelly's breasts 
into her mouth, biting down lightly on the nipple and 
pulling on it with her teeth.

Kelly squealed and ground her hips even harder against 
Sarah's. As if following some instinctive choreography, 
Sarah removed her finger, released the nipple, slid 
sideways and rolled Kelly onto her back before leaning 
over and taking the nipple in her teeth again.

As Kelly began to pant, Sarah moved her finger to 
Kelly's clit and found that her cousin was already 
soaking wet. She had only rolled the sensitive little 
nubbin a couple of times before Kelly's stomach began 
to tense and her buttock began to rise and fall on the 
bed. Without hesitation, Sarah plunged two fingers into 
Kelly's yawning vagina and within moments, Kelly was 
caught up in a wild climax that seemed as if it would 
continue forever until she grabbed Sarah's wrist to 
stop her magical fingers from driving her crazy. She 
lay on her back gasping for breath.

"God, Sarah, how did you learn to do that?" she managed 
at last.

"I don't know. It just seemed the natural thing to do," 
Sarah smiled.

"Or the unnatural thing to do, according to the 
straights," Kelly giggled. "Anyway, that was 
fantastic... you're fantastic. Thank you."

"You're welcome," Sarah laughed. "Ye gods, Kell. I just 
can't believe what has happened to me in less than two 
weeks. I've gone from being a heterosexual virgin to a 
practicing lesbian... thanks to my female cousin... and 
may yet discover that I am actually bisexual if my male 
cousin gets lucky."

"Well, they say that life is full of surprises. Here's 
to the next few weeks."

At which, they both sat there, laughing.

**

That night, after Kelly had fallen asleep, Sarah lay on 
her back staring up into the blackness where the 
ceiling was faintly visible in the moonlight spilling 
into the room. She thought again of Kelly's suggestion, 
trying to decide what she really thought of it. Her 
whole world had turned upside down. Apart from very 
occasionally masturbating furtively, (and feeling 
highly guilty afterwards) she'd had no sexual 
experience before this visit. 

She had gone from shy to seriously uninhibited since 
she arrived and had seen her first totally naked adult 
male... for Michael certainly had to be considered 
adult at this stage. Her mind recalled staring at him 
with his circumcised penis... god, she'd actually noted 
that he was circumcised... with his circumcised penis 
standing straight and ready to plunge into her (as he 
thought). 

She hadn't told Kelly, but she'd looked at that video 
again a couple of times since the incident and had 
wondered what it would feel like to have that thing 
slide up inside her. Kelly's fingers were capable of 
producing wonderful sensations but there was something 
about the idea of a boys penis ... "penis"... she loved 
that word... about having one actually push its way 
into her virgin pussy that excited her. 

Even if it only proved that she truly was a lesbian, 
she knew that she wanted to experience it once in her 
life. Kelly was right. She needed to know what her true 
sexuality was. She also saw that, for all the reasons 
she had given, Kelly was right about Michael being the 
perfect choice for the occasion. But how to achieve it 
without creating further problems. He probably hated 
her right now for outsmarting him. She was still trying 
to devise a plan when she fell asleep.

In the event, Michael made it a good deal easier for 
her. The following morning, a Sunday, he was waiting in 
his bedroom for her as she came downstairs to family 
breakfast. He called her to one side.

"Sarah," he pleaded, "Can I talk to you... alone... 
after breakfast."

"What about?" Sarah asked.

"I'll tell you after breakfast. Please!!"

"Okay, Michael. Where?"

"In the garden, down by the pond."

"Right, then, as soon as we've cleared the table, I'll 
slip out of the house and see you down there. And no 
funny business, mind."

Michael blushed.

"No. Of course not. Thanks, Sarah."

He was waiting anxiously for her as she made her way 
down the path to the bottom of the garden and well out 
of earshot of the house.

"So, what is all this about, Michael?" she asked.

"It's just... It's that... I..." he stammered.

"What?" said Sarah gently.

"I wanted to tell you that I'm really, really sorry for 
what I did. It was stupid and I know I don't deserve it 
but I'm hoping that you'll forgive me so that maybe we 
can be friends again. I mean it. I really am sorry."

Sarah saw the earnestness in his expression and the 
pleading in his eyes, and her heart melted.

"It's okay, Michael. I believe you. You're right. It 
was a cruel and stupid thing to do but, in a way, I'm a 
little bit flattered that you would go to such lengths 
over me, so I forgive you."

She saw relief flood over him.

"Do you mean it? You'll really forgive me?"

"I forgive you... yes."

"And we can be friends?"

"Of course. You're my cousin. Of course we're friends."

"Shit... that's great. Thank you , Sarah. And it's 
really important to me that you know that I'd never 
have sent those pictures to anyone or posted them on 
the Internet. I don't know what made me say that."

"Oh, I know what made say it," Sarah grinned.

"Oh, shit. Yes. I also owe you a huge apology for ... 
you know..."

"Groping my boob?"

Michael hung his head.

"Yes," he mumbled.

"Apology accepted." Sarah said. "Was that your first?"

Michael's head snapped up.

"What?" he gasped.

"Was that the first boob you'd ever felt?"

His mouth dropped open in surprise.

"Er... well... yes."

"What did you think?"

"I don't understand. What do you mean?"

"It's a simple question. Did you enjoy groping me?"

Michael was now utterly confused.

"Are you kidding me?! Of course I enjoyed it. It was... 
fucking fantastic. Sarah, why are you asking me that?

It was Sarah's turn to study the ground.

"Because I've always been afraid that my boobs were too 
small to be of interest to anyone."

"You have to be joking!" he spluttered. "You're bloody 
amazing."

Sara blushed.

"Thank you, Michael. I appreciate that."

"It's true. I think you're absolutely great... but you 
know that."

"Yes, but I guess it's still nice to hear."

She studied him for a moment or two.

"You know, Michael," she said. "When you aren't pushing 
so hard, you're a really attractive young man. I'm 
quite looking forward to us being friends."

With which, she walked back up the garden leaving him 
totally baffled as to what had just happened, but 
extremely happy that it had.

Back in the house, Sarah gestured excitedly for Kelly 
to join her and together they retreated to the top 
floor where Sarah told Kelly everything that had just 
been said.

"So you've decided to go through with it then?" Kelly 
said.

"I'm still not sure," Sarah said "but you should have 
seen him. He looked just like a cute little puppy dog 
waiting to be punished, and he was so obviously sorry, 
that I just couldn't stay mad at him. That's a long way 
from letting him have sex with me though. But..."

She stopped.

"But what?" Kelly demanded.

"Well, he is quite good looking. He reminds me so much 
of you."

"Yeah, but I don't have the same equipment, do I?"

"Maybe not, but I love the equipment you do have," 
Sarah said, and kissed Kelly hard.

Things might have gone further but Megan chose that 
moment to call up from downstairs that it was time for 
them all to go out for the day. Sundays had become the 
day that they all went somewhere of interest as a 
family and, today, the atmosphere was definitely less 
tense between the three youngsters. There was much 
laughter, teasing and fun which set the tone for the 
rest of the holiday.

**

That night, after they had gone to bed, Kelly turned to 
Sarah.

"So, how do you think we should do this then?" she 
asked.

"Do what?" Sarah replied innocently.

"You know what," Kelly said.

"I told you. I haven't decided if I want to."

"Oh yes you have. You just haven't admitted it to 
yourself is all, but you'd decided just about as soon 
as I let you in on what I was thinking."

There was a long silence before Sarah spoke, very 
quietly.

"I'm just so worried about 'us', Kell. These two weeks 
have been so wonderful for me that I don't want to risk 
doing anything to spoil what we've got going."

Kelly got out of her own bed and sat on the edge of 
Sarah's, taking hold of her hand and looking down into 
her brilliant green eyes.

"You listen to me, Sarah," she said. "We've already 
been over this and you know how I feel. If I am going 
to have to share you, I'd rather it be with Michael 
than someone I've never met. I saw the way that you 
looked at him and it wasn't just because it was your 
first sight of a man's dick."

"Can I ask you something?" Sarah said finally.

"You know you can," Kelly smiled.

"What was it like... you know... when that boy stuck it 
in you?"

"Bloody painful, if you want the truth. I bled like a 
stuck pig... and he had bad breath, the ground was hard 
as a bloody rock and I had a sore pussy for days, but – 
Sarah – it doesn't need to be like that for you. 
Michael has no experience but we can guide him. The 
fact that you asked me that question is all I need to 
know. Now, admit it, you want to do it. You want to 
have sex with my little brother, don't you?"


"Yes," said Sarah softly.

"Shit!" said Kelly.

"Kelly... you said that you didn't care. I won't do it 
if you..."

But Kelly cut her off.

"Don't be silly. I said I didn't mind, not that I 
didn't care. And because I care about you, we're both 
going through with it. After all, it was practically my 
idea."

"It was entirely your idea," Sarah smiled.

"Yes, well... it was, wasn't it... but it would have 
occurred to you sooner or later."

"So, how are we going to arrange it?" Sarah asked.

"Well, tomorrow is as good a time as any... you know... 
get it over and see where we all stand. Mum and Dad are 
both out and I don't think Michael has plans. He'll not 
be up before they leave so, once they're out of the 
way, I'll just call him up here and..."

Michael was lying in bed, looking through the window at 
the trees being blown about by a blustery wind when he 
heard Kelly calling him.

"Michael, can you come up here, please. We need some 
help for a minute."

"Be right up," he called back.

He got out of bed, grabbed his robe and headed for the 
attic, wondering what help was needed. He walked 
through the door and stopped dead in his tracks. Both 
Kelly and Sarah were standing by the window. Both were 
wearing thin cotton night-dresses, their bodies clearly 
outlined through the thin fabric and he was pretty 
certain that neither of them had anything on 
underneath. 

"Oh, good, you're here," said Kelly. "Come on in."

Michael moved further into the room.

"What do you want?" he asked nervously.

The two girls walked towards Sarah's bed.

"Come and sit down," Kelly said. "We want to talk to 
you." She and Sarah sat, leaving room for him to sit 
between them.

"What's going on?" he asked, not moving.

Kelly patted the bed between her and Sarah. 

"Come on, Michael. Come and sit down."

Very slowly, he moved towards them and sat gingerly on 
the bed. 

"That's better," Kelly said. 

She then made a point of leaning forward and turning 
her body as if to talk to Sarah round him. As she did 
so, her loosely fitting nightdress dropped clear of her 
body and Michael found himself with a clear view of his 
sister's ample breasts, nipples and all. He felt an 
instant response in his groin.

"So, what do you think, Sarah?" Kelly was saying.

As if in a dream, he saw Sarah lean forward to answer 
Kelly and the next moment he was enjoying a view of her 
petite but perfect orbs also, with their nipples 
already fully extended. He felt himself getting rock 
hard and hastily placed his hands in his lap to cover 
the bulge in his robe.

Kelly grinned. "Got a problem there, bro?" she asked.

"No," he croaked, not knowing which pair of breasts to 
look at first.

"Then what's that bulge that you're trying to hide?"

"It's nothing. Look, I have to go."

But he dare make no move to get up. Sarah leaned a 
little further forward. Now he could see even further 
down her front and thought he could just make out a 
touch of red hair at her groin. He groaned.

"I do believe he's getting turned on by his sister and 
his cousin," Kelly said. "Let's see!"

She suddenly whipped back Michael's robe revealing the 
huge tent in his boxers. He tried to pull the robe back 
but Kelly was too quick for him and held it fast.

"Well, Sarah, will you look at that," Kelly said.

"I will, if we can get his boxers off," Sarah laughed.

Immediately, she and Kelly jumped up and pushed Michael 
flat on his back on the bed, making a grab for the 
waist band of his shorts. Michael fought frantically to 
keep them on but Kelly let go of the shorts and started 
to tickle him. He stopped trying to maintain his 
modesty to fend her off and Sarah immediately pulled 
his boxers down past his knees and off over his feet. 
Kelly was now sprawled over him, her nightgown off one 
shoulder and one naked breast swinging gently in front 
of his face.

"Ta-da," Sarah sang triumphantly and Kelly let Michael 
go, standing now beside the bed, one naked breast still 
revealed.

Michael lay still, staring at his sister, his rigid 
penis sticking up like a ramrod. There was no longer 
any point in trying to cover himself. Kelly saw the 
confusion and fear in his eyes.

"It's okay, bro. We're not out to play tricks you. This 
is your lucky day."

"Yes, Michael," Sarah added." I was impressed that you 
had the guts to apologise to me and ask me to forgive 
you. By the way, I'm quite sure that you intended to 
include Kelly in your apology too, didn't you?"


Still a little uncertain of what was happening, Michael 
nodded.

"I meant to but, somehow, it's harder when it's your 
sister. But, yeah, Kell, I'm really sorry. I won't use 
your computer again without asking."

"It's okay, bro. I understand. I love her too."

"Thanks," he said, and he meant it.

Kelly laughed.

"You're forgiven, and to prove it, we've got a little 
surprise for you. You've seen it before but..."

She took a small step back, slipped off the other 
shoulder strap of her nightdress, wriggled her body a 
little and let the thin garment slide to the ground. 
Michael practically came there and then. He sat bolt 
upright, his mouth gaped open and he could hardly catch 
his breath. His penis twitched and his hand went to it 
without any conscious thought.

"That's just the warm-up," Kelly grinned. "The main act 
is just starting. Sarah!"

With her heart pounding, Sarah moved a small pace back. 
For the very first time in her life, she was about to 
let a grown male see her naked and she was so grateful 
that it was Michael. 

"As Kelly says, this is to show you that you are 
forgiven," she said.

Slowly, she slid the straps of her nightdress off her 
shoulders and pushed it down to her waist baring her 
breasts to him. He stopped breathing, his eyes riveted 
on her hands. 

She turned her back to him and then slowly eased the 
nightdress over her slim hips. As he watched entranced, 
the crack of her bum started to appear, then the full, 
perfect alabaster hemispheres of her ass. She let the 
thin cotton fall to the floor. He looked at her long, 
graceful legs and found his chest was hurting.

"Breathe, Michael," Kelly ordered and he gulped in some 
air just as Sarah turned slowly back to face him. He 
saw clearly now the neatly trimmed copper bush over the 
tight straight line of her sex.

He found that his hand was stroking his cock and that 
both girls were watching him. He stopped, embarrassed 
to be seen playing with himself, but Sarah did not seem 
upset. She was totally absorbed in what he was doing.

Kelly broke the spell.

"He's so close, Sarah. He'd only manage two strokes and 
then he'd explode. That'd be no good to you so maybe 
you should do something about that."

"Me?" Sarah gasped.

"Well, it shouldn't be his sister, for god's sake."

"But I don't know what to do?" Sarah protested.

"He was just showing you," Kelly pointed out.

At that moment, Michael was sitting on the edge of the 
bed, knees spread, with his now motionless hand wrapped 
around his prick. Sarah knelt between his knees and 
used her left hand to prise his fingers away while her 
right wrapped itself around his throbbing member.

"Gosh, it feel so warm," she said in surprise.

She made a few tentative up and down strokes and 
Michael groaned out loud. She stopped immediately.

"God, am I hurting you?" she asked anxiously.

"Shit, no. Go on... please go on."

She began rubbing him again, observing with interest 
that there was now fluid seeping from the tip.

"Faster, Sarah," he gasped.

She increased the pace and his body started to jerk in 
time with her. In moments, he screwed up his eyes.

"Oh, god... I'm coming," he yelled.

And he came. Great gouts of milky white sperm shot into 
the air, hitting Sarah in the face and spilling over 
her hand.

"Keep going," Kelly cried and Sarah continued milking 
him until the last drop of white was expelled and 
Michael collapsed back onto the bed again. Only then 
did Sarah stop and poke her tongue into the gooey white 
mess that was draining over her lips. It tasted salty. 
Different from Kelly's juices but not unpleasant. 

"Well, he'll be useless for at least ten minutes." 
Kelly said. "Come here and let me see what my little 
brother tastes like."

"Not all that little," Sarah remarked with a grin.

She joined Kelly on the adjacent bed and Kelly kissed 
her, lapping up some of Michael's sperm in the process.

"Hmm... not bad, bro. Now hurry up and recover. You've 
got work to do. We'll just clean up."

Michael watched them go to the shower and rinse his cum 
off their perfect, naked bodies. He was sure he was 
dreaming but, if he was, he prayed that it would not 
end any time soon. He had been stunned to find the 
pictures of Sarah taken by Kelly on the computer and 
had masturbated countless times since that moment, 
thinking about them but nothing, absolutely nothing, 
could match the real thing. Sarah was, in his view, 
perfection. 

He had looked over at her as she sat kissing Kelly and 
drank her in. Her tall, rangy body with its firm up-
tilted little breasts, the long erect nipples, the flat 
stomach, beautifully rounded bum and long legs were 
pure magic and he felt himself starting to get hard 
again.

Kelly glanced in his direction and saw the effect that 
she and Sarah were having on him.

"I don't believe it," she said pointing to his groin. 
"Look, Sarah, I think the phoenix is rising already." 

Sarah broke off from kissing Kelly and looked over at 
Michael who was busy trying to decide whether to cover 
his growing erection or not. Kelly saw the indecision.

"No, Michael, don't cover it. Sarah enjoys looking at 
it, don't you cuzz?"

Sarah blushed furiously.

"Well, I think it's fascinating how it just grows like 
that."

She sat on the bed beside Michael and stared at his 
groin. That was enough to excite him again and, as she 
watched, his penis began to fill with blood and 
straighten until it was, once again, hard and standing 
straight out from his body.

Sarah looked up at him and smiled. Not quite sure what 
he should do, he reached out cautiously and touched her 
breast, expecting her to stop him. She didn't. Gently, 
he held it in his hand for a moment and then squeezed 
the firm flesh softly. When he glanced up, she was 
looking him straight in the eye and still smiling. He 
used his finger and thumb to find her nipple, which was 
fully erect, and rolled it lightly. Sarah closed her 
eyes dreamily and murmured with pleasure. After a 
moment, he took his hand away and sat still on the bed. 
Sarah's eyes opened and she saw that he wanted to say 
something.

"Sarah, can I ..." but his nerve failed him.

"What is it, Michael"" Sara asked. "Can you what?"

Michael nodded at her groin.

"Can I look at it... please? I've never seen a real one 
up close."

Sarah laughed.

"It seems only fair. Come on, then. Stand up."

Michael got to his feet, acutely aware of his jutting 
erection that was showing no sign of quitting. Kelly 
propped herself up on Sarah's bed and Sarah joined her, 
placing her head in Kelly's lap. As Michael watched, 
Sarah slowly spread her legs.

"Come on, Bro," Kelly said. "You wanted to see a pussy 
close up. Now's your chance."

Still not entirely believing it was really happening, 
Michael stumbled to the foot of Sarah's bed, then knelt 
up on it before sitting back on his haunches. His gaze 
was on Sarah's face, half-expecting that she would 
suddenly stop him.

"It's alright, Michael. You can look," Sarah said 
softly.

He leant forward and studied her. The curly, soft, 
copper-coloured hair on her pubis had been trimmed to a 
perfect triangle, like an arrow pointing directly to 
her sex. 

The two gentle protuberances of her outer lips were 
slightly open and he could now make out the small 
swelling that he knew from magazines was her clit. The 
folds of flesh leading to her centre were slightly 
puckered and he thought that he could see traces of 
silvery moisture forming along their length. At the 
bottom of the slit, there was another pucker of flesh 
that looked as though it might be guarding her glory-
hole. He gazed for a long time at this mysterious 
wonder before looking back up to see that Sarah and 
Kelly were watching him intently. They saw that he was 
clearly awed by what he had discovered.

"Thanks, Sarah" he managed. "Wow!"

Kelly looked down at Sarah.

"So what do you think then?"

Sarah smiled.

"I think there's hope for him, don't you?

Kelly nodded.

"So you want to go ahead then?"

"Go ahead with what?" Michael asked nervously.

Kelly began stroking Sarah's hair.

"In a moment, bro," she said. "First of all there's 
something I want you to understand. And I'm relying on 
you to keep it to yourself until it becomes general 
knowledge in say... thirty years time."

She saw his eyes go wide.

"That was a joke, Michael... at least, the thirty years 
bit was... not the keeping it to yourself. I'm putting 
a lot of trust in you, bro – and so is Sarah so you'd 
better not let us down."

"I won't, I promise. I really mean it."

"Okay," said Kelly. "You have probably guessed already, 
but the truth is that I really don't like boys, not for 
sex anyway. I like girls, and I guess that it's sort of 
important to me to know how you feel about that."

Michael looked steadily at his sister as his mind 
digested what she had just said and it marked a major 
transition in him... a sudden leap to maturity that he 
could not have explained. He got off the end of the bed 
and moved round to the side, sitting on the edge of the 
bed again, closer to the two girls.

"Well," he said finally, "I sort of guessed as much 
when I found those pictures."

"So... what do you think? Are you shocked?" Kelly 
asked, and she was surprised to hear the anxiety in her 
voice.

"You really want to know what I think?" he asked.

"Of course I do, dummy," she snapped. "That's why I 
asked." 

"Well, I think that you're going to make a lot of boys 
very sad."

This time, it was Kelly's jaw that dropped.

"Why would you say that?" she asked.

"Because I think you're very pretty and lots of boys 
are going to want you."

Kelly was stunned. She and Michael had grown up 
together and traded sibling insults on more occasions 
than she could count. Of course they loved each other 
underneath but she had never heard Michael offer such a 
sincere and personal judgement of her in her entire 
life.

"Wow, thank you, Bro." 

There was a pause.

"You really think I'm pretty?"

"Very," said Michael

"See?" Sarah laughed. "I told you. You're gorgeous."

"In fact," Michael blushed "before I found the picture 
of Sarah in a bikini, you were my fantasy girl."

"My god, Michael, what age did you start wanking off?"

"When I was ten," he grinned. "I saw you getting 
dressed in your bedroom one day. You looked really 
sexy. That night, when I was in bed, I dreamt about you 
and woke up with a major hard on. You were the cause of 
the first real orgasm I ever had."

"Ye gods," Kelly laughed. "You little monster. What was 
I doing ... in your dreams?"

"Giving me a blow job," he said, his eyes downcast.

"You sure were dreaming then, buster," Kelly quipped.

"Pity," he said. "You were really good."

"Michael!!" Kelly exclaimed in mock horror.

"Yeah, but then I found Sarah's picture and ... well 
you know the rest."

"Yes... well... about that..." Kelly said. "You also 
know that Sarah and I have become lovers, don't you."

"Yes, I know," Michael answered, unable to mask the 
disappointment in his voice.

"Right... but what you don't know is that, unlike me, I 
think Sarah may also like boys."

Michael looked up in surprise.

"Michael, do you still want to fuck me?" Sarah asked.

Michael's throat went dry.

"Jesus," he croaked.

"Does that mean yes?" 

Michael nodded.

"Just one thing, Michael," Kelly told him. "This may be 
the one and only time. If Sarah doesn't get off on the 
experience, she's mine alone for the rest of the 
holiday. If she does, you may get lucky again and we'll 
share her. Agreed? No pestering her if she says 'no 
more'. Do we have a deal?"

Michael nodded again.

"Say it then," Kelly insisted,

"Okay, sis... Sarah... it's a deal."

"And we tell no one... ever."

"No one. I promise you on... on... Well, I just 
promise," he spluttered earnestly.

Kelly leaned close to Sarah and whispered something in 
her ear. Sarah raised a questioning eyebrow in 
surprise. Kelly nodded."

"Sure, it's fine with me," Sarah said.

She got up off the bed and Kelly stood up also.

"Right, Michael," Kelly said. "Lie down on the bed with 
your arms by your sides."

Michael quietly did as he was told.

Kelly stood looking down at his naked body, something 
that, until that week, she hadn't seen since she was 
seven years old and they had last shared a bath 
together. She noted his strong erection but she could 
still see the young boy behind the adult body. She felt 
a great wave of affection for him, which made what she 
was about to do a lot easier.

"Even though we got our own back on you for being a 
prize shit, we've continued to be pretty mean to you 
which is why I was very touched by your saying that you 
think I'm pretty. So, bro, this is really going to be 
your lucky day and, let me add, this will almost 
certainly be the one and only time in my life that I do 
this to you or to anyone."

She got up onto the bed and straddled him, settling 
down over his calves, then reached out and gently took 
his penis in her hand as if to test it. Michael simply 
could not believe it when she leaned over and kissed 
the tip. He shuddered in anticipation of what she was 
about to do. His hand went to stop her but then fell 
back on the bed as she took him into her mouth. He felt 
her lips compress on his shaft, saw her cheeks hollow 
as she sucked on him and then watched in amazement as 
she started sliding her mouth up and down his dick. It 
was pure ecstasy for him... almost to the point of 
pain. 

He tried to hold back, to enjoy the sight and maintain 
the sensation for a long time but this was all so new 
to him and so exciting, that his body betrayed him and, 
in moments, he felt the surge starting in his balls and 
racing up his throbbing shaft. With a shout of pure 
pleasure, he came, for the second time that day, this 
time into Kelly's mouth. Kelly swallowed hard to keep 
up until, eventually, he felt himself wilting as she 
used her tongue to clean him up. He lay back, panting. 

Kelly got off the bed and turned to Sarah.

"He's all yours and, if you can get him back up, I have 
some condoms. We'll put one on him and he should last 
long enough now to get you off."
Sarah nodded.

"Okay, Michael, budge over. Make room for me."

Still trying to catch his breath, Michael shuffled 
sideways and Sarah lay down on her back beside him. If 
she seemed calm, it was deceptive. In a very short 
while, unless something unexpected happened, she was 
about to lose her virginity to her fourteen year old 
cousin and she still wasn't sure how she felt about it 
but it was too late to turn back now. Besides, he 
really was a very good-looking boy. 

"So, Michael, what do you want to do with me?"

"May I kiss you?" he asked.

"Look, Michael, I'm as nervous as you are but, instead 
of asking permission every time you want to do 
something, why not do what you want and I'll stop you 
if it's not okay."

"Okay... great!" he said but he still looked hesitant.

Sarah stifled her desire to take the initiative and, 
instead, waited for him to make a move. She watched as 
he sat up and his eyes travelled slowly right down and 
then slowly back up her body. She found her cheeks 
burning under the intensity of his gaze, sure that now 
he could look at her totally naked and close up, he 
would finally see all her faults. After a lingering 
look at her breasts, he finally looked into her eyes.

"God, Sarah," he whispered. "You're fucking stunning!!"

Sarah felt tears welling up in her eyes. In spite of 
his bad start, this was not the comment of some jerk 
just trying to get into her knickers. This was the 
honest appraisal of a love-sick boy and her heart 
warmed to him. While she was still absorbing his 
comment, he leaned over her and gently pressed his lips 
to hers. He was trembling quite violently and it seemed 
the most natural thing in the world for her to place 
her hand on the back of his head and hold him in the 
kiss. 

At first, his lips remained rigid but, as his 
confidence grew, he relaxed and began to nibble lightly 
on her lower lip. She responded in kind. She felt his 
tongue explore her lips and push softly against them. 
She allowed the tip of her tongue to touch his, then 
opened her mouth a little and his tongue darted in.

He rolled onto his stomach with his chest pressed 
against her breasts as their kisses became hotter, each 
seeking to probe the deepest recesses of the other's 
mouth. At last, Michael tore his head away and began 
kissing and nuzzling her neck. Sarah lay back, eyes 
closed, swept up in his enthusiasm and felt his lips 
start to work their way down to her chest and then 
slide sideways to her breast. 

With a small whimper, he took her nipple into his mouth 
and sucked. She felt his teeth graze her nipple. His 
hand found her other breast, squeezed it and then 
continued to knead it. Her nipples responded, swelled, 
hardened and stood proud. Michael rolled fully on top 
of her and, for the first time in her life, she could 
feel a real penis pressed against her pussy.

As Michael's dick brushed over her pubic hair, she felt 
it start to harden and heard him grunt. She spread her 
legs, wrapped them round him and felt him stiffen still 
more. She clamped her hands on his buttocks and pulled 
him tight against her. In seconds, he was fully erect.

"Okay, Michael, lie on your back now."

Obediently, he did as he was told. She took him in her 
hand and stroked him a few times to make sure he was 
fully hard.

Kelly, who had been watching silently from her bed, 
opened her bedside drawer, took out a foil pouch, which 
she ripped open with her teeth and, under Sarah's 
watchful eye, placed the lubricated condom over the 
head of Michael's shaft before carefully unrolling it 
down his length.

"Okay, bro," Kelly said. "Time to teach you how to 
pleasure a girl. Watch."

She spread Sarah's legs and knelt on the foot of the 
bed as she had done before. And, as she had done 
before, she leaned over and started to kiss Sarah's 
mound. As he watched his sister's flickering tongue 
work its magic, Sarah reached over and held his 
sheathed cock, working it slowly to keep it hard but 
not exciting him to another climax. After a few 
moments, Kelly stopped and looked up at him.

"Think you can manage that, bro?" she asked, sliding 
back off the bed.

Michael nodded and moved to replace Kelly between 
Sarah's legs. To begin with, he studied her, noted that 
the outer lips of her pussy were now opening to reveal 
her growing dampness and the inner puckers of skin 
guarding the central mystery. He saw, too, that her 
clit was now standing up more clearly than when he had 
looked at it earlier. He leaned over her and his head 
hovered a second, savouring her distinctive musk. She 
could feel his warm breath riffling the hairs at her 
crotch and felt a small shiver of anticipation run 
through her.

A little tentatively at first, Michael ran his tongue 
along Sarah's slit, drawing an immediate intake of 
breath from her. He could taste her now and it 
surprised him that it was not unpleasant... not 
unpleasant at all. He held her hips as he flicked his 
tongue experimentally across the small button of flesh 
at the head of her labia. Sarah squirmed with pleasure 
and he started flicking it again, back and forth as 
fast as he could manage. Sarah squealed with delight.

"That's it, Michael... that's it!"

He kept up the pace for a few more moments then, as his 
tongue began to tire, he leaned back a little. He 
really wanted to see what was happening to her and slid 
his finger along the route that his tongue had taken. 
This was his first experience and he wanted to touch, 
to explore and to understand. 

Under the gentle pressure of his exploring finger, 
Sarah felt herself going from damp to soaking wet and 
knew that Michael would soon find that she was now wide 
open to him. Even as she thought it, his finger found 
the rim of her vagina and what had only been theory for 
him until then, became reality. This opening was the 
object of his many nights of fantasizing, of lonely 
self-stimulation, as he lay in bed thinking about the 
prize he thought he could never gain.

By some mysterious process that he did not quite 
understand, the girl of his dreams was now naked in 
front of him and expecting him to do exactly what he 
had dreamed of doing. Natural instinct took over now 
and he traced around the opening with his forefinger 
before cautiously pressing against the entrance. It 
looked too small to accept a man's dick but it had to 
be the spot. 

Certainly, Sarah's little squeak as he pushed his 
finger in a little way confirmed that he was on the 
right track. He pushed the finger all the way in and 
felt the walls of her tunnel warm and damp as they 
gripped it.

"Oh, Michael, that feels so good," she murmured.

He tried a second finger and the soft flesh yielded to 
accept it. As he used both fingers to explore her inner 
sanctum, Sarah started to pant. Both of them knew that 
this was the moment and Michael withdrew his fingers. 
Taking one of her wrists in each hand, he pinned them 
to the bed beside her head, watching her breasts 
tighten as her back arched. He stretched himself over 
her and kissed her lovingly. She returned the kiss 
readily. He pulled back a little and looked into her 
wonderful green eyes.

She simply nodded and he slowly lowered his body until 
the tip of his prick met her pubic hair. Pushing his 
body carefully downwards, he allowed the head to slide 
over her clitoris, along her inner lips and towards her 
now glistening hole. He paused at her entrance and took 
a deep breath before allowing his hips to lower a 
little. 

He felt a slight resistance and then the head was in 
her. He heard Sarah gasp and paused but she shook her 
head as if to say don't stop. He lowered himself 
further and was now about half-way in. He could feel 
her vagina closing around him. One more push and he was 
all the way there. He lay there, fully encased by her. 
This was it. He was actually inside a beautiful girl 
and it felt unbelievable.

Sarah could feel the warm, throbbing penis resting 
inside her and knew that Kelly had been right. She was 
predominantly lesbian but definitely bisexual. She 
loved Kelly and their love-making roused her to great 
heights of passion, something she would never want to 
forsake. But she now knew that their was a great 
difference between cold plastic and warm living flesh, 
and recognized that from time to time, she would want 
this other sort of love.

Michael began a slow withdrawal and then slid back in 
again. He felt a pleasurable quiver in his stomach 
muscles and repeated the process. He looked at Sarah 
and saw that her eyes were now closed. She was smiling 
though. He began a slow, steady stroke and felt his 
balls starting to tighten. He kept going until Sarah 
started breathing heavily again. He increased his pace 
and was soon plunging deep, deep into her. 

She began to grunt and her hips started rising and 
falling with his as she pushed up against his downward 
thrust to deepen his stroke. Once more he quickened and 
knew that he was getting closer but was determined that 
she should be there with him. Closing his eyes, he 
concentrated on staying hard and holding back until she 
was starting to climax. Just as he thought he wouldn't 
be able to hold out, she began to cry out.

"That's it, Michael, oh god! That's it! Oh god! I'm 
coming. That's it, Michael... oh my god YESSS!!"

Her body started to heave and thrash under him and her 
explosive orgasm caused him to climax instantly. 
Together, they rode out the storm before both collapsed 
breathless on the bed. He ended up sprawled across her, 
her rock-hard nipples pressed into his chest and his 
shrinking dick still fully inside her. After a moment 
or two, she felt him slowly start to slide out of her 
and tried to stop him but it was too late. He rolled 
onto his back beside her, his dick now limp on his leg. 
Sarah sat up, leaned over and kissed it. And then 
kissed him quickly on the lips.

"Thank you, Michael," she said softly and he grinned at 
her, a cat who had just devoured the cream. 

Sarah looked over to where Kelly sat, on her own bed 
and saw that she was crying silently. She held her arms 
open and Kelly quietly got up and crossed to her. 
Squeezing closer to Michael, she made room for Kelly to 
lie down at her other side, then slid an arm under each 
of their necks, hugged them both to her and kissed each 
of them in turn. Michael and Kelly half rolled towards 
her and Kelly placed an arm over Michael's shoulder. He 
did the same to her and all three continued to lie 
here, hugging each other for a long, long moment.

Finally, Kelly broke the silence.

"Congratulations, Michael. You're really a man now. How 
does it feel?"

"It feels totally awesome. I still can't believe it. 
Sarah, you are... absolutely the most..."

Worlds failed him. Sarah grinned.

"Thank you, Michael. You were pretty... yourself."

"So I was right," Kelly said.

"You were right," Sarah agreed.

"Well, Michael," Kelly said, "it looks as though you 
may be in for a summer you'll never forget." 

Michael looked puzzled.

Kelly sat up, upright cross-legged and the others did 
the same. 

"It's like this," she continued, "I told Sarah that if 
she got off with you, I would share her with you. I'd 
rather keep her to myself but a deal is a deal. The 
thing is, this HAS to be between just the three of us. 
You can't go bragging to your mates about any of this."

"Of course not," Michael protested.

"No, I mean it," Kelly stressed. "Not a word... ever. 
It would kill mum and dad, and you wouldn't come out of 
it very well either... so you'll say nothing. Promise?"

"Kell, I do understand. I do... honestly. I give you my 
word, both of you, that I won't tell a soul. I 
promise."

Kelly nodded acceptance. 

Michael sat studying his sister. "Kelly," he said at 
last, "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," his sister replied.

He paused for a moment. "Well, how do you know that you 
don't like sex with boys if you've never tried it?"

Kelly and Sarah exchanged looks. Michael caught the 
exchange.

"What? You have tried it? Who with?"

"It wasn't like that," Kelly shrugged.

"I don't understand. Like what?"

Sarah looked at Kelly, then turned to face him. "Kelly 
was raped by a guy in her class," she said.

"What?!!!" Michael shouted. "Who was it? I'll kill 
him."

Kelly burst out laughing. "Thank you for leaping to my 
defence, little brother... hey, I've got to stop 
calling you that after today... but it's best to let 
sleeping dogs lie. I don't want the world knowing about 
it and the son of a bitch thinks he gave me a great 
time. I never had any doubts about liking girls but he 
confirmed it in spades."

"Bastard," said Michael. "He'd better pray that I never 
find out who he is. I'll cut it off and shove it down 
his throat."

"Michael, that's really sweet of you." Kelly said, 
genuinely touched by his concern. "If the right moment 
ever comes, I'll make sure he gets what he's owed, but 
until then, I'm not going to waste time fretting about 
it and neither should you... okay?"

"Okay, if you say so," he muttered but he didn't sound 
convinced.

"This is great," Sarah said suddenly. "I've never seen 
you two so close."

"I told you," Kelly said coyly, "he's a good kid at 
heart. I'm still jealous that he can give you something 
that I can't," and she patted Michael's penis gently, 
"but I have to admit, I'm sort of proud of his 
performance today."

"Yes, Michael," Sarah added. "Thank you. My first time 
was 'totally awesome' for me too."

"Did you mean it when you said that we could do this 
again during the time that Sarah is here?" Michael 
asked excitedly.

"Well," said Kelly. "I don't intend to stop and I don't 
think Sarah does either."

Sarah shook her head in agreement. "That means that, 
after today, it would hardly be fair of me to exclude 
you, quite apart from the fact that Sarah might enjoy 
having you here."

"Wow!" said Michael. "Fantastic. What are we going to 
do?"

"What did you want to do?" Kelly asked him.

To her surprise, Michael began to blush. 

"Jesus, Michael," she snapped. "If you're thinking 
you'd like to fuck me too, you can forget it. It's not 
happening!"

"No, it's not that," he stammered.

"So, what then?" she asked more gently.

"Well," he said, "you've touched my dick twice today – 
and once the other night... at least, I imagine it was 
you, since you were in the bed and Sarah was by the 
camera."

"Go on," Kelly said cautiously.

"I want to touch your tits."

"You want to touch my tits?" Kelly gasped.

"Yes. You touched me. I want to touch you."

Sarah was looking thoughtful. "I wondered why you 
wanted to touch mine that day when there is so little 
to touch," she said.

"No, you don't understand," Michael said quickly. "I 
love your boobs. They may be small but they're firm and 
they tilt up at the ends – and you have nipples to die 
for. With Kelly, it's different. As we got older, they 
grew from nothing to those large, soft, beautiful tits 
there but, until a few weeks ago, I'd never been able 
to see them. I didn't set out to catch you coming out 
of the shower, Kell, but – when you did – wow!! Anyway, 
Sarah, it's like grapes and oranges. I like both - a 
lot - for different reasons.

"And mine would be the grapes, I guess," Sarah said.

"Yes... no... I mean, I wasn't..." he spluttered.

Sarah laughed, "It's okay, Michael. I got it. It's 
fine."

"Really?" he asked.

"Really," she said. "So how about it, Kell? You going 
to let him squeeze an orange? It does seem only fair, 
as you put it."

"Jeez," Kelly protested, "groped by my own brother with 
my lover's encouragement." But she was smiling as she 
said it. "Go on then. Cop a feel."

She put her hands on the bed behind her and thrust her 
chest out. Grinning like the proverbial Cheshire cat, 
Michael reached out and took a soft breast into each 
hand. He fondled and kneaded them, weighed them in his 
hand and rolled the nipples in his fingers. Kelly sat 
watching him impassively, his face a mask of 
concentration as he waited to see if her nipples would 
harden but they remained soft and pliable and, after a 
short while, he let her breasts go and sat back. She 
saw that he was semi-stiff again.

"I don't believe it," she said, pointing. "You're an 
animal!"

"Sorry," he grinned. "Anyway, it's your fault."

Sarah was also watching and, as soon as Michael saw her 
eyes on his groin, he felt his prick come quickly to 
attention.

"Oh, my god," Sarah quipped, "it's alive. I thought I'd 
killed it!"

"Now what?" Kelly asked.

"Seems a shame to waste it," Sarah smiled.

Michael just sat looking from one to the other.

"I think I know what we should do," Sarah said 
thoughtfully. "Kell, lie down."

Kelly did so. Sarah spread Kelly's legs wide.

"You might just as well take a look at your sister's 
too. I'm sure that you're curious."

To Sarah's amazement, she saw that Kelly was blushing.

"You can look, but no touching!" Kelly ordered Michael.

Michael scrambled to make a close inspection of his 
sister's "equipment", his hand caressing his erection.

"Don't you overdo that," Sarah told him. "You're going 
to need it. Now, out of the way."

Michael stepped back and Sarah quickly knelt on the 
bed. 

"Kelly has been very patient but it is time she was 
taken care of. That's my job. I think you'll be able to 
work out what yours is," she added. "Shove up the bed, 
Kell."

Kelly shuffled backwards up the bed until her head was 
just about touching the headboard. Sarah knelt up on 
the bed between her spread legs, bent from the waist 
and started applying her tongue to the area of Kelly 
that Michael had so recently been inspecting. This left 
her ass stuck up in the air. As Michael gazed in awe, 
Sarah spread her knees a little, exposing her anus and 
distended vagina to his clear view. Michael got the 
message... or, more correctly, he got a message.

Kelly had not only been very patient but had also been 
more than a little aroused by the sight of her "baby" 
brother and her lover losing their virginities to each 
other so that, almost as soon as Sarah started tonguing 
her clit, she felt an orgasm starting to build. She 
entwined her fingers in Sarah's long red hair and 
clamped Sarah's mouth, with its titillating tongue, 
firmly in place over her pussy. 

As it happened, Michael had just become acquainted, 
thanks to one of his men's magazines, with the concept 
of anal sex. Seeing the perfect pucker of Sarah's 
little pink hole, he misunderstood what she meant by 
"being able to work out what to do". He knelt up on the 
bed behind her and ran his hands over her perfect ass. 
Expecting him to take her again as he had before, but 
doggy-fashion, Sarah murmured with pleasure. 

Michael took this as permission to proceed and slid 
right up to her. Placing his left hand on the small of 
Sarah's back, he grabbed his throbbing rod and brought 
the tip tight up against her rear entrance. Before 
Sarah realized his intention, be pushed the head and 
the first couple of inches into her. She tried to shout 
out for him to stop but her face was tightly clamped to 
Kelly's heaving cunt and her voice was completely 
muffled. 

Michael interpreted the sound as a grunt of pleasure 
and thrust harder, sinking another couple of inches 
inside her incredibly tight rectum. Sarah struggled to 
free her head but Kelly was now well into the throes of 
her own massive orgasm and hung onto Sarah's head as if 
her life depended on it. Sarah's efforts to pull 
backwards coincided with Michael pushing forward and 
had the effect of impaling her fully on his rigid dick. 
She felt his balls slide against her vagina. 

The pain and shock were incredible and she felt her 
eyes begin watering. Michael was now in ecstasy and 
began a slow withdrawal before plunging into her again. 
He was now leaking pre-cum and Sarah felt the savage 
friction easing as he repeated his thrusting. Slowly, 
the pain became discomfort and then, to her amazement, 
she felt herself responding. 

This was all Michael needed to drive him over the top. 
He pounded into ass her faster and faster, feeling his 
climax building steadily and then releasing in a 
powerful stream. Sarah felt his hot seed spurt into her 
rear passage and, in the same moment, tasted the hot 
juices of Kelly's orgasm. Her own climax hit her and 
was so intense that she almost fainted. As it was, all 
three collapsed in a heap on the bed, chests heaving 
and gasping for breath.

Kelly was the first to catch her breath. "Oh my god... 
holy shit!!"

She leaned over and kissed Sarah passionately on the 
lips.

Sarah accepted the kiss willingly but then rolled onto 
her back, her eyes blazing.

"Ye gods, Michael! What the hell did you do that for?"

Kelly sat bolt upright.

"Do what? What did he do to you, Sarah?"

"He jammed his... his prick up my... bottom," she 
finished weakly.

"He did what?" Kelly shrieked. "Michael, you little 
shit!!"

Michael was totally mortified.

"But, Sarah," he protested, "I thought that was what 
you wanted me to do. You told me to work out what my 
job was, and then stuck your backside up in the air in 
front of me. As we were all doing things for the first 
time, I figured that it was the only thing we hadn't 
tried. I'm really, really sorry if I got it wrong, but 
you said you'd tell me if you didn't want me to do 
something... and you didn't say stop."

Sarah looked at his crestfallen face and suddenly began 
to laugh. Kelly and Michael looked at her totally 
baffled by the sudden change of mood.

"The reason I didn't tell you to stop was because I 
couldn't. Kelly was pushing my face so hard into her 
crotch that I couldn't get a word out."

"Oh my god, Sarah. I'm so sorry."

Sarah just shook her head.

"It's okay, Kell."

"Are you alright, Sarah?" Michael asked. "Did I hurt 
you?" He was almost in tears.

"It hurt like hell!" Sarah replied.

Michael hung his head.

"...at first." 

Michael looked back up at her. 

"Then not so much," she continued. "In the end... 
perhaps not the best choice of words... at the end, I 
came as hard as you two."

At which, Michael cheered up.

"But I'm not sure I want a repeat session any time 
soon, if ever," she said emphatically.

"I think I can promise," Kelly assured her " that 
Michael will be on his best behaviour after what sounds 
like an honest mistake but where in the hell did you 
learn about anal sex, bro?"

"From a magazine... and the boys at school sometimes 
talk about it but I didn't really understand what they 
meant until recently."

There was a pause in the conversation as each sank into 
their own thoughts for a moment.

"What a holiday this has been... and still a few weeks 
to go," Sarah said at last. "All of our fantasies 
fulfilled plus one experience that wasn't a fantasy... 
at least of mine.

She saw Michael start to blush and leaned over to kiss 
him on the cheek.

"Never mind, Michael. It wasn't entirely your fault."

"Well, actually," Michael said hesitantly, "I wasn't 
thinking about that."

"What were you thinking about, then?" Kelly asked.

"I was thinking about fantasies being fulfilled."

"What about them?" said Kelly.

"I do still have one fantasy but it can wait."

"Tell us," Sarah grinned. "There can't be much that we 
haven't tried."


"Well, no," Michael agreed, "but it is something that 
you haven't tried."

"What are you talking about?" Sarah asked quietly.

"I can't believe that I'm telling you this but, ever 
since I found the picture of you on the beach, I've 
jerked off imagining that you are giving me a blow-
job."

He saw the shocked look on Sarah's face. "I know... 
Kelly did it for me earlier... and it was fantastic, 
especially as she was my "first" lust but, for over a 
year now, it's been you I've dreamed about. But, like I 
said, it can wait."

Sarah was still reeling from all that happened between 
them. Somehow, the idea of taking a boy's penis into 
her mouth was the last thing she would ever have 
considered doing before coming down from Scotland but 
then, nothing that she had done since arriving had been 
in her plans either. She looked at her young cousin and 
saw Kelly's raised eyebrow. She sat silent for a 
moment.
"Go and take a shower, and make sure you wash 
everything thoroughly. I know where it's been," she 
ordered.

Grinning broadly, Michael jumped off the bed and went 
over to the shower. Sarah and Kelly snuggled together 
watching him through the glass door as he carefully 
soaped, lathered and rinsed his body.

"You know, he really is a good-looking kid," Sarah 
murmured quietly. "Just like his sister!"

"And he's a lucky one too. Thank god he's fourteen. 
Only a fourteen year-old kid could perform as often as 
he has today and still be ready for more! Listen, 
Sarah, do you really want to do this?"

"You did."

"Yes, but he's my brother and I said that it would be 
the one and only time... ever."

"True, but some of the girls at school figure that it's 
no big deal. They claim that all girls do it for their 
boyfriends. I guess that, sooner or later, I'm going to 
have to learn. Which reminds me! How come you knew how 
to do it so well?"

"The girls at school. You're right. They all claim that 
it's as easy as sucking a lollipop. So I simply sucked 
the lollipop."

Michael emerged from the shower, grabbed a towel and 
began drying himself. Sarah found herself once again 
fascinated by the sight of his limp penis flopping 
around as he rubbed his hair vigorously. Realising that 
she was neglecting Kelly, she forced herself to look 
away and saw that Kelly was also watching Michael. He 
suddenly became aware of their gaze and stopped drying 
himself.

"What?" he demanded.

"Nothing," said Kelly. "Just wondering how you grew up 
so quickly."

"Come on over here, Michael," Sarah said, patting the 
bed.

Michael tossed the towel aside and crossed over to join 
the girls.

"So, how does this all happen in your fantasy?" she 
asked.

"Well, since this morning, my idea has changed a 
little" Michael said.

"In what way?" 

"Well, as I originally saw it, it was pretty one-sided. 
You would kneel on the floor and just do it."

"And now?"

"Okay...," he said, looking at his sister. "...Kelly, 
you know how Mum is always saying that it is better to 
give than receive."

Kelly nodded. He turned back to Sarah.

"I never really thought about it that much until today 
but it was really cool knowing that I was getting you 
off just like you were getting me off... sort of giving 
and receiving at the same time."

"Go on," said Sarah. "What are you suggesting?"

"I think they call it '69'," Michael said. "I eat you 
out while you blow me."

Kelly shook her head in disbelief. "I can see that I 
seriously underestimated you, Michael," she said. "I 
can't believe that you know all this stuff."

"Not from experience," he blushed. "Just from reading 
about it... and jock talk."

"Well, Sarah?" Kelly smiled. "What do you think?"

"I think the two of you have turned me into a sex 
addict," she grinned. "Two weeks ago, I would have run 
screaming from such a thought but then I never knew how 
good sex could feel. It seems like I can't get enough 
of it, trying to make up for lost time maybe. I feel I 
should be thoroughly ashamed of myself but I can't 
really think that what we have done is so wrong."

"Of course it isn't," Kelly snapped. "Jeez, people are 
always telling teens to 'grow up'. They shouldn't be 
upset when we take them at their word. Sex is part of 
growing up and they leave us pretty much on our own to 
find out how it all works"

"Well," Sarah laughed, "looking at it like that, this 
holiday has certainly been educational! Okay, Michael, 
I guess we're going to do this but what about Kelly. I 
hate the fact that we keep leaving her out."

"Don't worry about me," Kelly said quickly. "I can take 
care of myself ... if you know what I mean."

"Jeez," Michel gasped. "That was another fantasy.

"What was?" Kelly demanded

"Watching you get yourself off. I heard you doing it a 
couple of times when you didn't know I was around and 
was tempted to try and sneak a peek. I never had the 
guts though."

"Oh, God!" Kelly sighed. "Is nothing sacred?"

"Not to a fourteen year-old boy with raging hormones," 
Sarah said. "You warned me yourself."

Sarah turned back to face Michael."Okay, Michael, 
stretch out on the bed."

Michael quickly arranged himself with his head on the 
pillows. Sarah clambered up onto the bed, faced 
Michael's feet and straddled his legs, then backed up 
until her backside was directly over his face. 
Hesitantly to begin with, she reached for his now-limp 
dick and took it in her hand, stroking it gently, 
coaxing it to stand up. Given the amount of activity it 
had already enjoyed that day, it took a few moments to 
respond but slowly it began to stiffen.

As it did so, Michael looked up at Sarah's pussy on 
display right over his face, placed his hands on her 
hips and lifted his head off the pillow so that he 
could begin applying his tongue to her crevice. By now, 
his prick was almost rigid and the sight of Sarah's 
pussy so close to him was enough to harden him 
completely. 

Sarah took this as her cue to attempt her first blow 
job and bent forward to take him into her mouth just as 
his tongue began to flicker over her clit. She felt its 
warmth and moistness sliding up, down and around her 
slit and his hot breath on her skin. The sensation was 
so delicious that she knew she would come to the brink 
much faster. 

With no more hesitation, she opened her mouth and took 
him in, using one hand to cup his testicles gently. For 
Michael, his wildest fantasy was, finally, a reality 
and he paused for a moment to look between Sarah's 
wide-splayed legs so that he actually see her sucking 
on him. He saw her lips closed around his throbbing 
prick, moving steadily up and down and he felt a huge 
tremor run through him. 

Glancing sideways, he saw that Kelly was stretched out 
on the other bed with her legs spread as wide as she 
could spread them. She had two finger of one hand 
buried deep in her snatch while the index finger of the 
other hand was furiously rubbing her clit. As he 
watched, he saw her body starting to heave in response 
to her self-stimulation and her breasts, with the 
nipples hard and pointed, bouncing up and down. The 
sight nearly pushed him over the edge.

Quickly, he reapplied himself to pleasuring his cousin 
who was now taking all of his length into her mouth, 
then sliding up him again, only to plunge down onto him 
once more, faster and faster. All three of them were 
now on a hair-trigger, primed by their previous 
exploits. 

All had their eyes closed so that they could 
concentrate on the sensations that were starting to 
sweep over them and – virtually as one – they all 
reached a crashing climax. For Sarah, the sensation of 
hot sperm in her mouth was a revelation. She had 
imagined that she would be revolted but, in fact, once 
she adjusted to the explosive force of Michael's 
ejaculation, she found that the taste was not 
disgusting at all. She continued to suck on his rapidly 
wilting prick, even as her own orgasm slowly subsided, 
until his last drops were drawn from him and she could 
roll sideways to get her breath back.

There was a pause and then Kelly started to laugh... a 
laugh of sheer pleasure and, in moments the other two 
were laughing with her.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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