The story you are about to read is true and is recounted to the best of my memory. The names, for obvious reasons, have been changed. The events described happened nearly thirty years ago, before the Internet, before "Movie Taverns", before AIDS. The youth of today don't know what they're missing. Drive-in theaters rocked.
This posting contains scenes of incest including anal sex between cousins, so if that's not your bag of tea, move along, nothing to see here for you. As required by Literotica, all characters were over 18 years of age when the events happened.
That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.
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I was home on leave from the military and had run into my cousin Debbie at a family get-together. Debbie and I had always been close growing up, and it was really nice to see her again. She had recently turned 18 and was getting ready for college, and was excited about the prospect.
Damned if the girl didn't look good, too! Standing about 5'3" with short, wavy brown hair, big brown eyes and a big dimpled smile, she was wearing a pale yellow halter-style sundress that came barely to her knees and left a big expanse of her nicely tanned back bare. Not what you'd call slender, but a long way from chubby, she was nicely curved in the right places. Her smallish, obviously unfettered breasts bobbed enticingly behind the thin material of her sundress. I mentally chided myself for noticing, after all, she was my cousin.
Tiring of the small talk with family, I asked Debbie if she wanted to go take in a movie or something.
"Sure," was her enthusiastic reply. After a quick check of the newspaper listings we decided to go to a nearby drive-in theater and enjoy the summer evening. We said our goodbyes to family and piled into my pickup truck for the short drive to the theater, Debbie sitting in the center of the seat, not quite close enough that our thighs were touching, but still close. This wasn't unusual behavior for her, it wasn't uncommon for her to lean up against me on the sofa when we were watching TV at her house or mine, and we'd even been known to walk hand-in-hand on occasion. It wasn't anything we thought about or made a big deal over, we just did it, and always had since we were little kids.
Arriving at the drive-in a few minutes before dusk, we found a good spot to park and made our way down to the snack bar, where we picked up a bucket of popcorn (extra butter) and a couple of cold drinks. We made it back to the truck just as they started showing previews on the big screen. We climbed in, Debbie again opting to sit in the middle of the seat. She was holding the popcorn bucket in her lap, and I couldn't help but notice that the hem of her sundress had ridden about halfway up her tanned thighs. I adjusted the volume on the speaker, and we settled in to watch the movies.
The first movie was "The Postman Always Rings Twice" and was, to say the least, rather steamy. At some point about half-way through the movie I casually draped my arm over Debbie's shoulders, and she snuggled up contentedly, resting her hand on my knee. I heard and felt her give a soft sigh and glanced over at her, our eyes meeting.
Don't ask me why I did it, I don't think I even consciously thought about it. I just leaned over and kissed her. Just a light brush of lips, nothing more. Her eyes widened, then she reached up and pulled my head back to hers and our lips met again.
Her lips were warm, soft, and moist, her tongue inquisitive, and the kiss deepened. She moaned into my mouth and my cock rapidly became uncomfortably erect. I brought my free hand up her side, and when she didn't object, cupped her small breast through the thin material of her halter top, feeling her nipple swell into a stiff peak beneath my palm. She let me fondle her breast for a second, then suddenly she gripped my wrist and moved my hand away from her breast, only to surprise me by placing my hand on the inside of her left thigh. We broke the kiss apart for a second.
"Debbie, I...," I started to say, and she lifted a finger to my lips.
"Don't say anything, Bill. Just kiss me again."
Hey, I was in the military, I knew how to follow orders. I kissed her again. As our tongues slid together I started to slide my palm along the smooth, soft flesh of her inner thigh, but she closed her legs, not tightly, just enough to let me know that she wanted my hand right where it was, and that was OK with me too. The kiss went on and on, and I was loving it. I had a little experience with women, had been through a few girlfriends and was certainly no virgin, but my sweet little cousin was the best kisser I had ever been around. I was content to go on for as long as she wanted.
Debbie pulled back, gazing at me. Her lips were slightly puffy and she was breathing hard. She licked her lips.
Nodding towards the back of the pickup truck, she asked, "So, um, is there a bed under that camper shell?"
"Yeah," I replied. "Or at least, what passes for one. There's a mattress, and a couple of blankets and pillows. I set it up for camping."