I used to do sleepovers at my cousin's all the time. Our parents would leave town on vacations or long weekends together, and I would have to stay with my cousin who lived in the same city. Even though she was in college, Zoe still lived at home, so she was the designated babysitter. What my parents didn't realize, was that Zoe was the last person on earth that they should have wanted to babysit me. Those weekends were filled with boys and beer and lots of good times.
There are probably a few stories worth writing here, but I'll start with one of my favorites. You should know that my cousin, Zoe, is no nun. She smoked, drank and got along well with the boys. However, she was also super cool. Even though I was younger than her, she would still treat me like an adult, and we would spend all night talking and telling stories. Much of what I learned about boys, came from Zoe.
One weekend in particular, I had to stay with Zoe even though I was eighteen and a senior in high school because our parents were leaving town together for a weekend in Palm Springs. Everything was great, and we ended up watching movies and screwing around as usual. Zoe even had her friend, Becca, come over and hang with us. Movies turned into more movies and soon there was beer being pulled from the fridge. We all got silly, and then the night was coming to an end. I was starting to fall asleep on the couch about half way through some horror movie that was going from bad to worse, so I decided to check in and go upstairs to go to bed.
I'm not sure how much later it was, but I woke up with a nasty case of dry-mouth. I stumbled out of the guest room and went downstairs to get a glass of water. When I hit the bottom stair and turned the corner, I saw the familiar blue light of the tv still lighting up the family room. I figured Zoe and Becca had fallen asleep and left the tv on. Still a little light-headed, everything was still in sort of a fog, however, I soon realized that the tv was on some porn movie. The sound was super low, but there was definitely some soft porn action going on. I peered over the couch to see if the girls were sleeping or watching it, and that is when it happened -- I caught my cousin having lesbian sex. It wasn't like they were in any sixty-nine position or anything, but Becca was fully naked and stretched out on the couch and my cousin was on her knees on the floor next to her. Zoe had her mouth on Becca's boob and had her hand buried between Becca's thighs. Wow. She was really working her hand and getting Becca real close to a big O. No wonder they didn't hear me coming down the stairs.
Still in a daze, I sort of just stood there and tried to take it all in. Yes, my cousin had her mouth on her best friend's tit and had her hand on her pussy. A lot to take in. But at the same time, it was pretty damn hot. Here she was bringing another girl to orgasm right in front of me. As much as I wanted to stay and watch the climax, I knew it would cause some problems if I got caught, so I backed up and then went back upstairs. I tried to listen to Becca moan, but heard nothing. I then retreated back to my room, jumped under the covers and rubbed myself to a quick but satisfying orgasm. I wondered what it would feel like to touch another girl's pussy and bring her to orgasm. I wondered what it would feel like to have another girl suck on your boobs. The same as when a boy does? All these thoughts caused myself to get super wet, super fast. One orgasm led to two, and then I sort of passed out.
The next morning I was dying. I was super thirsty and had a headache. I finally got myself out of bed and slowly went down the stairs not knowing exactly how I should act or what I should say. Turns out that both Zoe and Becca were already up and were on Zoe's laptop in the kitchen. They were eating bagels and acting as if nothing even happened. I was amazed, but felt relieved as well. Just pretend it didn't happen, I guess.
We went to the beach that day with Becca and met another group of friends there. The beach had a good crowd, and it was an awesome day to say the least. When we got home at the end of the day, we were both super tired as well as salty and sandy. I asked Zoe what shower I should use (they have a bunch in their house), and she suggested that I just use hers when she was done because it had good shampoo and conditioner already in it. So I went back downstairs to get a Pepsi while Zoe took her shower. In a few minutes, she yelled down at me, so I got my stuff together and went back to her bathroom which is inside of her bedroom. She was wrapped in a towel and asked if it was ok if she stayed in the bathroom while I showered so she could do her makeup. No problem.
I took a pretty quick shower and, she was right, her shampoo and conditioner rocked. I looked through somewhat see-through shower curtain to see if she could see me, but she wasn't even looking in my direction. I think that sort of let me down a bit. After what I had seen the night before, I was sort of thinking in the back of my mind that something might happen between me and Zoe. I even started to think about masturbating there in the shower and wondered if she would notice and maybe join in. Just as I was having these nasty and probably super wrong thoughts about my cousin, Zoe finished up and left the bathroom. Oh well. I was a little bummed but knew it was all a fantasy anyway. I finished up my shower, and then stepped out to dry off. Before drying off, I wanted to put on some lotion. After being in the sun all day, I like to moisturize. I didn't see any lotion in the bathroom, so I opened the door to ask Zoe. Another big surprise.