One Thousand Apologies - Part 3 (revised) - Sex Stories

One Thousand Apologies - Part 3 (revised)

... one of those opportunities Hannah kneeled down to get close to me and said “I really enjoyed being with you at the movie. When are we going to have a chance to get together again?” An idea popped into my head. “The County Fair is this week – how about we all go up Saturday night?” She sounded a little hesitant, asking “OK - but what do they have there?” “Oh, they have all the farm stuff like best cows and hogs, but other than that it’s mostly a carnival – rides, games, food. Ever had any fried twinkies?” I looked back to see her close her eyes and scrunch up her face. “Aw, don’t worry – they’re good, especially with strawberries on top.” With her hand on my shoulder, Hannah said “sounds like a good time – it’s a date!” Before the game was over we also discussed telephone strategy. With one phone in each house it required some planning for us to not be too obvious. It was agreed that I’d try to call her house when both the adults were working, and we’d have to keep the length reasonable, so that I wouldn’t have to explain to my parents why I’d been on the phone with my female cousin for the last forty five minutes. Our pattern repeated each night until Thursday, when my Pepsi team secured a first round victory, three games to one. ======================================================== The fairgrounds were at the county seat, about a half an hour from their house. After being in the low 80’s all week, a mid August cold snap had rolled through, leaving it damp, overcast and ...

... near 60 when we arrived around five. I had been hoping to see some skin, but Mother Nature’s recipe for a chill had Hannah bundled up inside jeans and a sweat shirt. As we left the car and trudged a hundred yards or so to the fairgrounds, I hoped the Pinto wouldn’t sink too deep into the muddy field where we were parked. I wanted to get to the bumper cars first, while we were all still together, to give myself more targets when I was behind the wheel. The four of us chatted during the ten minutes in line, but once the electricity flowed to the cars I was on a testosterone high. My pedal was to the metal as I cut the corners to catch up with and then ram into each of my cousins. Hannah was caught in a group as I slammed full speed into the side of her car. I just grinned silently, my eyes fixed on her as she laughed out loud, bouncing around from the impacts, as I continued to poke, two, three four times. If the sudden impacts weren’t enough for us, we headed to the Tilt-a-Whirl, where each two person car spun around as it traveled an up and down circular course. I was glad I hadn’t eaten yet, but speaking of food… It wasn’t long before Hannah was begging me to buy her a snack. She gave me the big eyes and pouted, “Please Joe, I’ll do anything!” I was sure she was kidding, at least I thought so. She did the sexy look so well. “How about a funnel cake?” She watched in curiosity as the overweight, middle aged woman in the trailer poured the pancake batter in a criss-cross pattern ...