Cuddling Cousin

It was one of those hot summer days. You know, the kind where one piece of clothing is too much and you wish air conditioning came out of the sky? It was a planned picnic with about 25-30 friends and family at a family member’s really nice lake house. Beer, wine, burgers and franks were plentiful and at dusk we were planning to grill a bunch of really nice steaks. Everyone seemed to get together in their own groups and while I was trying to find my own group, my cousin Jennifer seemed to latch on to me. Jen was 22 and just out of college. She had really long legs and until that day I never realized what a hot body she had to go along with her long legs. She was really sexy, even if she was my cousin.

Jen and I caught up on what was going on in our lives. She was seeing a guy from her college, who was coming in next weekend. Jen was very open about her life and she was really refreshing to talk to that day. I was glad she singled me out to talk to also. She saw a motor boat and thought it would be cool to tour the lake and check out the scenery. We asked the owner, our cousin too, if it was okay to use the boat and he told us it would be fine as long as we both knew what we were doing. We hopped into the boat as soon as Jen gathered whatever belongings she thought she needed on our lake cruise. We traveled up the lake for about a mile before we came across this really nice spot. Jen suggested we park the boat and just chill on the shoreline. Jen. prepared like a girl scout, had her blanket with her and we spread it out right at the shore line. It was a really nice spot, away from the world and so isolated. It seemed like a good place to just go to and think. It was also a little cooler than by the house. We felt nice breezes when we got there.

Jen opened her bag and whipped out a bottle of wine she took from the party. She said she was making her own party and we laughed. We laid back on the blanket and passed the wine back and forth as we stared at the clouds, trying to make our own shapes out of them. It wasn’t long before both of us felt the effects of the wine, especially in the heat of the day. Jen thought it would be cool to play Truth or Dare with me and since I was getting more wasted by the minute, I was easy to convince. Jen started by asking me a strange question. She asked me if I ever had a gay experience. When I told her no, she laughed because she thought when we were younger that I was gay. It was my turn and I asked her the same question. She laughed at me and said I could have been more original. On her next turn she chose a dare. She sat there for a moment and said she wanted to think of a good dare. She looked at me and dared me to tongue kiss her for a half minute. I looked at her and told her she was crazy. She laughed back and said that her dare was mild and that it was just a kiss. She said if she really had nerve, she would have dared me to have sex with her. I bent over, feeling awkward, and kisssed Jen really passionately. I got incredibly aroused as Jen kissed me in her most erotic way. It was my turn and besides being a wee bit drunk, I was now very horny. It was my turn and I told her I wanted to dare her. I couldn’t think of an appropriate dare nor did I want to say what I really wanted to do so I left it up to her. Jen giggled and stuttered. She asked me to dare her to let her give me a hand job but nothing more. It took a moment to process it. I looked at her and asked her how long will it last and Jen rplied for 30 seconds but if you feel like cumming, I want you to stop. I half laughed as Jen got real close to me. I felt her breasts against me and I was dying to feel them but I knew better. Jen started blowing in my ear and tonguing it as she reached into my shorts. I was as hard as rock already as Jen cupped her hand around my cock and began stroking it. As she got more into it, I felt her lower my shorts in what I thought was an attempt to give her easier access to my cock. She whispered in my ear that she knew that this was wrong and she was being a bad girl but with that remark, she moved her head down on to my cock and started licking it and sucking it. She did that for only thrity seconds before she came up and said that she wanted me to take off my clothes. She smiled and said that there were no need for any more dares and that from here on in, anything I wanted I could have. I told her that i wanted my cock in her and I wanted really badly to see and play with her tits. I was shocked when within about 10 seconds I was deep inside of Jen and her bathing suit top was still not off. She moaned but was able to say that she didn’t want me to have a second to think about fucking her and that was why she quickly inserted me into her. I pulled her top off and her tits were perfect. She kept saying that she knew we were being bad but we were just fucking. It was awesome though for me. Jen was a 9 on a scale of 1-10 and once she got over the embarrassment of it all, she really turned up the heat. We made it for well over an hour and after she had like 3-4 orgasms, I started to feel the urge. Jen, a really intense partner, felt me as I was feeling that urge and told me that she felt it. She said she was hoping that she could cum with me but she said she was not sure if she could. As my moment approached, Jen started really moving harder and harder. Her whole body went wild and as I started to cum, Jen screamed that she was too. What started out as a regular one for me soon turned out to be the longest and wettest one I ever had. Jen just knew how to stretch it and she sure did. We lie motionless for the next 3 minutes before either of us could talk.

Both of us wanted to know if we really just both did what we did. The next question we both had was how in the world could something so wrong, so evil and so weird be as good as it was. We looked at each other and agreed it was the wine but even wine can’t make orgasms like the ones we both just had. Jen, all of a sudden feeling totally embarrassed, wanted to put her clothes on. I asked her to stay nude a little longer so we wouldn’t feel like we did something wrong and she kept her clothes off about 15 minutes longer. I took liberties during that time by grabbing her tits and playing with her ass. She laughed and said she was syarting to get turned on again but I thought she was just joking. She wasn’t. She moved over and without saying a word, took my very dead cock into her mouth and began trying to bring it back to life. I didn’t think she could accomplish her goal but she was very good at giving oral. I mean she was the best I ever had. In about 2 minutes I was rock hard again and within 4 minutes had the orgasm to end all orgasms. Whatever juices were left, Jen swallowed happily.

We knew we had to return to the party but we also knew we found a treasure that day. Jen looked to me for an answer. Was this to be a one time thing or do we make our affair to be our very own dirty secret? Jen said she was confused because when she sobered up she felt really embarrased being nude in front of me and wanted clothes on immediately. She also said that on the other hand when she got the slightest bit turned on, she felt out of control. I was kind of laughing because as she was telling me this, her arms covered her boobs. I suggested we try and do it again when we are both sober. She giggled and asked me if we could have sex again but with clothes on next time. She also said she felt funny because she cheated on her boyfriend, something she never ever did. She then said if her boyfriend was as good as me in bed she probably wouldn’t have cheated. I left it up to her but asked her to stop covering up her body because I felt kind of hurt. She obliged but within 15 minutes we were headed back to the party.

Whatever happened after that day? Let’s say Part 2 gets really interesting.