"Dance with me!" she begged, grabbing my shaking sweaty hands.
She was so good at dancing, and I was so bad. Whenever we went to a club she would tease me about my terrible dance moves. She held my hands, and we slow danced on our grandpa's shaky wooden dock. The beautiful august night sky reflected all over our grandpa's secluded lake.
I spun her small body around, and I tried to kiss her on her soft pink lips. It would have a perfect summer night.
"What the fuck?" she nearly yelled, pushing me aside.
She let go of my hands, and pushed me away from her. I stared into her big pretty brown eyes just under her long smooth lashes. He face was white with shock. I turned bright red, I was so screwed. She would never talk to me again. I would be the perverted cousin. This wasn't like me, I never did this type of thing. I was so scared she would tell her mom or dad.
Ugh, I totally misread her. I didn't realize she didn't see me that way. I thought the two of us were so much closer. We spent almost every summer together, ugh. This summer was so much different, we had been going out drinking every night. Instead of staying at her parents, she would stay over and our grandpa's with me. We would hang out and watch shows all night. It was never physical but it was the closest I ever felt to anyone.
I thought being alone on the dock with her late at night meant she would want to fool around with me. I thought it was our chance to be alone together.
"I'm so sorry, I thought you wouldn't mind." I stammered, still red with embarrassment.
She pulled me close and hugged me, pressing her face against mine. Her small striped bikini top pushed against my hairy chest as we stood on the dock holding our hands tightly together.
"You realize we're cousins?" she said, looking up at my sad green eyes.
She leaned upwards and softly kissed me on my lips. I couldn't believe it, she was kissing me back. I stopped blushing and we smiled at each other. I could see the full August moon reflecting on her eyes.
I was from a very religious background. Part of the reason I would visit her, was that she was the first woman I had ever seen in a bikini. She was my very first crush. Whenever I'd go back home to Chicago, I'd spent night after thinking about her.
I knew it was sick and twisted. I knew it was wrong to be in love with my cousin. But I was human and she was beautiful. She was by no means a supermodel. But to me she was the most gorgeous woman I ever met.
When we'd go to the beach together I would be able to get a good look at her body. I would peek at her through my sunglasses. I would stare at her cute ass while she tanned in the sun. Her bikini would barely cover her perfect athletic behind.
When she would flip on her back I would peek at her small perfect breasts, hoping to see her little nipples through her bikini top. At night I would close my eyes, and would dream about seeing her small naked body.
She always wore the shortest athletic shorts and the tightest tops. I loved looking at her sexy little butt in her tight athletic shorts while she played competitive tennis. I didn't care about sports at all, but I'd always go watch her play. I would do anything to see her hot sweaty body moving in the tightest clothes.
I would always get jealous when she brought sexy guys around. Usually it was when went out partying downtown. I hated watching them make out with my cute little cousin. I hated when they would wrap their perverted hands around her ass and shove their tongue in her mouth. I wanted to fight them off. But what was I going to say?
Here I was on a warm summer evening, gently kissing the person I thought about night after night. Her tongue tasted so good in my mouth. She stopped kissing me, and pulled her pretty face away from mine. I leaned forward and I closed my eyes expecting her thin lips to press against mine again. She teased me over and over again, jokingly pecking at my lips while I tried to lean forward to kiss her. I grabbed the side of her neck under her long curly hair, and pulled her face towards me. I started to nibble gently on her bottom lip. Her pretty smile lit up the night sky. She loved every second of it.
She pushed my body down against the dock and she climbed on top of me. I was doing my very best to hide my raging boner.
As soon as she slid on my waist, she reached down and realized how hard I was. I was sure this would be the end. I was sure she would freak out and swim back to the shore and never talk to her perverted first cousin again. Its one thing we kissed a few times while nobody was looking. It's another story if she sees how much I'm really into her. Imagine she found out about all the nights I stroked myself up and down, thinking about her hot body.
She reached around her back and undid her striped bikini top. She set it on the dock next to us. Wow! They were so perfect. They were so small and were perfectly round. They were just wanted I dreamt about.
