Cousin Katie - Sex Stories

Cousin Katie

... said, realizing her mistake. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. I ate my turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy and cranberry sauce unable to make eye contact with my cousin. Her f****y left the next day. As soon as their car pulled away I went into my room and tasted the juices she left on my zapper. I didn't see her again until the next October. Our cousin Laura was getting married, and our entire f****y was going. I was at the reception, bored out of my mind, when I saw Katie walk in. She looked very nice. She was wearing a pink floral patterned dress that ended just a bit above the knee. Her young breasts were outlined by the same shade of blue as the panties that lied on my floor while I watched her pleasure herself. At the sight of her, I was immediately reminded of the scent and taste that she left for me to savor. I felt such guilt about thinking of my cousin's pussy that I looked down at my plate, my eyes fixed on the piece of rubbery chicken. "Hi Brian." I looked up to see Katie standing there. I smiled back sheepishly. "Hi, how are you?" "Not bad. Is anyone sitting here?" She asked touching the seat next to me. "No. I don't think so." At this she sat down, and pulled her chair closer to me. We talked for a little bit, mostly about school and video games. And after about 10 minutes I felt just as comfortable with her as I did before that thanksgiving. We continued to talk and eat for another hour or so. "Do you want to go outside?" She asked, finishing a piece of ...

... cake. "Okay, but what for?" I asked as I slid my chair out and stood up. "Oh, I'm just not really very comfortable around a bunch of people. It's too loud. There is a little playground just around the back." We both walked out the front of the reception hall without anyone noticing. She sat on one of the swings while I leaned against the tetherball pole. "Aren't you going to swing?" I just shook my head. "Well I'm going to." She then kicked out her legs, and started to swing. We were continuing our meaningless conversation we started in the reception hall, when I noticed her dress. On the downswing, her dress was flipping up and exposing her crotch. She was wearing those same blue and white striped panties. I quickly looked away, terrified that she might notice my gawking. "Is she doing this on purpose? Does she realize how attracted I am to her? Should I say something?" She must have realized something was wrong because she quickly stopped pumping her legs. "What's wrong?" She said as the swing finally stopped its oscillation. "Nothing." I could feel the bl**d starting to flow into my cock. I had to sit down. I couldn't let her see that I was getting aroused by my 12 year old cousin. I walked over to the steps leading to the top of the plastic fort. She quickly followed me and sat on a bench directly across from me. Her legs were spread. Again, I got a clear shot of her panties. "Are you teasing me?" I asked, unable to take it anymore. "What? Teasing you? What are you talking ...