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Cousin Katie

"Where's Katie?" mom asked, as she counted heads and dinner plates. "I don't know, probably playing Nintendo." "Go and find her, your dad is about to carve the turkey." My cousin Katie and I didn't see much of each other when we were little. She lived in the suburbs of Detroit, and my f****y moved around a lot. So we really only saw each other on the big holidays. She was only two years younger than I was, so at these f****y gatherings we would always seem to end up hanging around with each other. She had dark brown hair, and was always tall and thin. She was kind of a geeky tomboy, so she enjoyed playing with my GI Joes, toy trucks and, most of all, Nintendo. She was rather fond of Duck Hunt. We were both quite shy, but we were always very comfortable around each other. This was Thanksgiving of 1993. Katie and her parents had arrived late the previous night. I was already asl**p, so I first saw her when she came into my room that morning. I was sitting on my floor against the wall playing Battletoads when I heard a knock on my door. Without looking away from the television, I told whoever it was to come in. Assuming it was my mom or dad, I asked them what they wanted as I heard the door close behind them. "Nothing, I'm just bored." Hearing a young girl's voice, I quickly turned my head. "Oh, hi. I thought you were my mom or something." My cousin Katie just looked down at me smiling, revealing bright blue bands on her braces. She was wearing what I assumed to be one of her ...

... dad's old white t-shirts. The worn out shirt ended just above the middle of her thighs. While I smiled back at her I couldn't help but notice how much she had developed since seeing her last year. She turned 11 the previous April, and was sporting a nice pair of pert little p*****n sized breasts. Because of the unusually warm weather, I was just able to make out her left areola as it stuck to the sweaty shirt. I caught myself staring, and quickly looked back up at her eyes. "Do you like them?" she asked me, still smiling. Shit, she caught me staring. She must think I am some sort of perv, and she would be right in thinking that. I decided to act dumb. "Like what?" I said with my best confused look. "The bands on my braces, they are my favorite shade of blue." "Yeah...I like the color." I let out a relived sigh and looked back at the television screen. She lay on her stomach between me and the television. She put her elbows on the floor and rested her chin in her hands and watched the television screen. Every minute or so she would kick up her feet up and rock them back and forth and place them back down. After doing this about 5 times, her shirt flipped up revealing her young tight ass. She was wearing blue and white striped panties, the right side of which was buried between her ass cheeks. I stared at the exposed white flesh. A bead of sweat formed and slowly followed the curve of her ass, finally getting absorbed into the cloth covering her pussy. She's my cousin, she's my ...