In the morning Becky kept things casual, they ate breakfast and went out to the beach. When they came back that afternoon she did insist that they take another bath together, although this time Erica seemed more amenable to the idea. It was sheer torture having this gorgeous, young, innocent body in front of her, being touched and touching her and yet not able to really do anything about it. Not yet anyway. The fact that Erica was her cousin really just made it more exciting, the taboo adding a thrill.
That afternoon she wanted to try kissing again, and Erica responded with eagerness. They kissed, tongues intertwining… her young cousin was actually a bit of a natural and she could feel her pussy fluttering. Pulling her closer she wrapped her arms around her waist and pressed forward, fingertips rubbing her lower back just under her shirt. The kiss deepened as she began to press her back, and Erica willingly lay back so that Becky was on top of her, bodies pressing together. Instinctively the younger girl parted her legs and Becky was in the middle of them, their groins pressing together. Becky moaned into Erica's mouth, wanting more of her cousin.
Insistently her hand worked its way up Erica's shirt, slowly and caressing as she went. It made her cousin tense, and the kissing abated a little, but she continued insistently. When she actually got to that firm globe though, Erica tried to push her off again.
"What's wrong Erica?" she asked, pulling back and feeling a little snappish.
"It's just that…" she blushed, "I don't know, it feels so odd having you touch me there."
"Didn't kissing feel odd at first?" Becky demanded.
"Well, yes…"
"And does it feel odd now?"
"Well no…" blue eyes looked up pleading for understanding. Becky sighed.