My cousin Bailey - Sex Stories

My cousin Bailey

... beer and took his empty can.

"Thanks, Bailey. Seems like you're determined to make sure I never have an empty can, aren't you?"

Bailey, grinning mischievously: "Consider it my going-away gift – a night filled with unforgettable memories, and maybe a few hazy ones too."

The music pulsed through the air, setting the rhythm for the night. As the party roared on,

The music throbbed in the air, setting the rhythm for the night. Susan, a close friend of Bailey's, approached Chad to bid him farewell. She exuded beauty and had no qualms about expressing her desires. Curling up into Chad's arms, she and Chad shared an intimate embrace, his hand drifting to her buttocks, pulling her closer as they kissed passionately.

Across the bonfire, Bailey watched as the two shared a close embrace, Chad's hand drifting to her butt, pulling her to him as they kissed. Bailey felt conflicted, she knew she shouldn’t feel jealous but she could feel her blood simmer. She had always thought of Chad like a brother, but deep inside she felt possessive about his attention. It was at that moment she knew his departure to college would be difficult for her even if she didn't say it was.

When the night reached its crescendo the guests started to dwindle. Chad and Bailey found themselves alone amidst the remnants of the revelry as they picked up the trash from the going away party.

Chad, feeling the weight of impending departure, confessed his mixed emotions. "I'm going to miss all of ...

... this, Bailey. The beach, the friends, and most of all, you."

Bailey, her eyes reflecting the flickering candlelight. "I'll miss you too, Chad. More than you know."

Chad stepped closer to her, “Thank you for this, for everything... I love you."

Bailey, sensing the depth of his words, leaned in for a hug. However, as her arms wrapped around his neck, her eyes locked into his, and as they inched closer their lips connected, parting slightly, and their tongues connected in a brief kiss that spoke volumes. The passionate kiss slowed down time, each sensual movement a silent acknowledgment of emotions too complex to dissect.

Then as quickly as it happened, the spell was broken. Bailey’s phone rang startling her, her parents calling telling her they were in the parking lot to pick her and the party equipment up, an interruption that veiled the intensity of the moment. Unspoken words hung in the air as they parted ways, each attributing their shared intimacy to the influence of alcohol.

Yet, as Chad wondered about the unspoken depth of their connection, he couldn't shake the lingering question: Was there something more between them than mere friendship and family ties?

The next morning, 8am on Sunday, Chad was on the plane. Heading up to UC Santa Cruz to start his semester.

Chapter 3: Returning Home

The anticipation bubbled within Chad as he boarded the plane back to San Diego, the city he had missed dearly during his first year of college. The hum of the engines ...