A Cousin's Reunion 1 - Sex Stories

A Cousin's Reunion 1

... old river channel, dropping off to thirty feet deep in only a few feet horizontally. The channel curved around the small bay the cottage sat on, hooking back out and around the point only a little ways down. The dock stood on the edge of that underwater chasm, allowing the boats to float in the deep water without having to be placed in it itself. Just down the shore a few dozen yards was a nice sandy point that was much more fun to hang out on in my opinion. Reluctantly I walked to the end of the dock and dove in, surfacing to follow her as she slowly stroked along the shore toward the sandy point. "This is nice. I was getting pretty hot." She called across the water as I did a slow breast stroke to follow her. "Yeah, I was toasting. If you weren't on the dock when I got back I might have just jumped in then." "Clothes and all?" she called. "Oh probably not." I called back. "Oh...Skinny dipping then! Naughty!" "Maybe. But now you'll never know." I answered. "Awww too bad." She said as she slowed and put her feet down, finding the soft bottom in about four feet of water. She stood up, her tits just above the water level, and waited for me to catch up. "If you were so keen on skinny dipping, why didn't you just wear that white suit then?" I teased. "From what you said, it would be about the same." "There you go again, trying to see my body. Someone might think you have a thing for your cousin." She said as she dropped back down into the water and floated as I approached. "You ...

... know, you keep saying that, someone is going to think you want your cousin to be checking out your body." I answered as I stood up, wiping the water from my face. "Ohhhhhh so now I'm the bad one?" She called as she rolled over and dove under the surface of the dark water. The visibility in the lake was never good, usually only a foot at best, and on some days much less than that. I could follow her by where the swirls of water kicked up, but wasn't able to see her per se. I lost track of her and turned around, expecting to find her pop up behind me. I felt her hands close around my legs and then she popped up behind me, in the same direction as he had started. "Gotcha!" she cried as she whipped the water from her face. "You're it!" She dove back behind herself and kicked away as I tried to run through the water after her, my steps in seeming slow motion. "Slow poke!" she cried as she gave a few kicks and then floated just out of my reach. With a sudden lunge and dive I grabbed an ankle before she could escape and pulled her back to me, wrapping an arm around her and lifting her out of the water before tossing her, giggling and screeching several yards away. "You're it!" I called, keeping the game of water tag we had played so many years ago, going. "Ohhhh I'll get you for that!" She cried in mock anger as she tried to run in the water, knowing that the "rules" prevented her from swimming after her quarry. I tried to run toward shallower water when my long legs would give me an ...