Aunt Lucy and Uncle Larry didn't seem to notice that May's attitude towards me had changed while they were out at sea. Then again, perhaps they were much too excited to notice -- if the previous catch they'd hauled in was large, today's catch was gigantic by comparison. It was a good thing I'd gone out with May to greet them because there was no way she would have managed to carry the catch back to the farm on her own. Even Aunt Lucy and Uncle Larry had difficulty hoisting the bucket over the side of the boat, and May and I staggered our way back to the farmhouse with it.
We took the opportunity to hold hands while we were struggling with the heavy bucket of fish, and on the way back, I remarked, "I wonder if there are any octopi in here!", drawing a peal of laughter from May. "You hope, cuz!" she grinned in reply. "Anyway, there's only one thing I want down there now, and it doesn't have eight legs... just a long, thick one." I laughed out loud at her brazenness, and simply said, "Actually, what I'd really want is to hold you when I go to sleep tonight."
May almost dropped the bucket when I said that, and I thought I saw her eyes tear. She didn't say anything else, she just pouted and blew me a kiss. We did kiss when we were in the yard and safely out of sight of her parents, but we didn't linger too long because we had to bring the empty bucket out to the boat once more.
When everything had been safely brought to the house, both May and I were wet and exhausted. We headed off in different directions to change and wash up, or at least, that was what it appeared to her parents. We met at our 'bathing spot' and changed and washed each other up, taking some time to kiss and cuddle a little before heading back.
Aunt Lucy mentioned that we seemed to be in high spirits during dinner, but the conversation was mostly about the day's massive harvest and she didn't press further. Aunt Lucy and Uncle Larry were so excited about it that they wanted to set off for the market first thing in the morning. May and I looked at each other, but we didn't dare show our joy at the news... we simply nodded and agreed that it was a good idea to go to the market as early as possible.
That evening, I had a nice, long talk with Uncle Larry before we went to sleep. I remember going to sleep thinking how I couldn't wait for tomorrow to come along, and my dreams were filled with scenarios involving May -- I'm pretty sure I smiled all night long.
The most vivid dream I had was where May suddenly climbed into bed next to me, while her father slept just a few feet away. She was stark naked and although she covered herself with the blanket I was under, I could feel her bare skin pressing up against me. I felt her hands fumbling with my shorts and removing them, setting my erection free, then I felt her cup my balls and stroke my cock most lovingly.
I was both worried and excited. I knew what would happen next - she would put it into her and we would fuck until she screamed the house down. Then Uncle Larry would wake up and...
I cracked open an eye and saw that at least part of that dream had come true. May's hair was up against my nose, her face buried in my chest under the blanket. She had managed to remove my shorts and was struggling to remove my shirt. Under the blanket, I could feel her nakedness. Fortunately, Uncle Larry wasn't in the room. I heaved a small sigh of relief. May was determined, and she wasn't stupid. Uncle Larry and Aunt Lucy must have already left for the market.
I shifted my upper body and let her remove my shirt. She realised that I was awake, and turned her face upwards to kiss me. "Good morning, Charlie," she grinned as her fingers continued to stroke my erection. It was practically impossible for me to be around May and not be in some state of arousal by now. "I'm sorry I couldn't fulfil your wish last night... but I thought you might appreciate finding me naked in your bed in the morning!"
"Mmmm... you thought right!" I smiled back at her as my shirt was finally removed and I pulled her back close to me. Her skin was soft and warm, her nipples hard little points that pressed against my chest. "Thank you. This is just as good as it felt like in my dreams."
She blushed, her cheeks hot as she snuggled up against me, rubbing her face into the hollow of my neck. She had given up on holding on to my cock... instead, she had put it into the space at the top of her thighs and pressed herself down on it. I could feel her labia spreading around the top half of my prick, the little pink valley in between already wet.
She sighed as she rubbed herself slowly against the stem, and I could feel her liquid flesh moving sensuously. "Looks like somebody got a headstart," I said as I brushed my fingers down the length of her spine, to the top of her buttocks. I played with her fleshy backside, my fingers straying down into the deep groove between her ass cheeks.
"That reminds me, cuz," she cooed as she arched her back, pushing my fingers lower down and deeper into her ass cleft. "So what were you going to do about my painful ass? Hmmm?"
"Oh ok. Just hope you don't regret saying that," I countered as I drew one finger further down, scraping at her asshole and feeling her flinch. "Oh, I wouldn't worry about that, cuz," she replied. "I haven't done anything with you that I've regretted. Yet."
"Ok, that's it," I said, throwing blanket off our naked bodies. She squealed with laughter and quickly obeyed as I instructed her: "Turn around. That's it, lie on your front and spread your legs wide!"
I was confronted with a most beautiful sight: May's firm, round buttocks and pussy lips formed a continuous cleft that opened up with her thighs, revealing a tiny pink anus separated from the pink valley of her sex by a small shelf of flesh. As I looked at it, her asshole twitched, drawing inwards and then reverting back to its more relaxed state. Her pussy was wet. It was so wet I could see the liquid sliding down her cleft to her already erect clitoris. It was a picture of perfection.
I reached out to touch her buttocks and her asshole twitched once more. "What's the matter, cousin? Getting nervous now?" I teased as I drew my finger towards her nether hole. "No, Charlie, just getting impatient," she retorted, pushing her hips upwards so that my finger slipped into her rear orifice. "Ooooh. That... is really... um... I'm tingling..."
