This is part one of a three part story. All parts have been written and will be submitted in a timely fashion.
If you chose this story hoping to read graphic descriptions of hardcore incest, you will be disappointed. This is more a story of teenagers struggling with their hormonal urges against a backdrop of societal taboos, than it is of incestuous sex.
On the other hand, this wasn't written as a social statement; the intention was to arouse. Hopefully you will find that the objective has been met.
All characters are 18 or older.
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"I got a call from Ned today," Laura announced. She and her niece Kaitlin had just finished supper and were still at the kitchen table.
Kaitlin thought she knew, but wasn't really sure, who 'Ned' was. She asked, "Your brother? The one that lives in the city?"
"Right," Laura confirmed, "He's my oldest brother, almost forty now."
"The one you used to babysit for."
"Uh huh. Yeah, Matthew must have been about seven then."
"So he's about..." Kaitlin hesitated, thinking through the math. "My age?" she asked.
"A year older I think, but close. In fact that's what Ned was calling about."
Kaitlin wondered why her uncle Ned would have called about Matthew, or why her aunt had even brought it up. She planted her elbows on the table, her chin in her hands, waiting for the explanation. "And..." she prompted.
"Well, you know Matthew goes to the University on the other side of town. You remember him, the one that came to visit us last year."
Kaitlin's eyes lit up. Yes, she did remember. What she remembered most though was wishing he was not so closely related. She ran her fingers through her hair. "Oh yeah, He's cute!" she exclaimed.
"Uh huh," Laura responded noncommittally, not wanting to discuss what she was sure was on her niece's mind. "Only I don't think he'd like to hear you say that."
Kaitlin squinted her eyes and turned her head a bit to the side, inviting Laura to elaborate.
"His father says he insists on being called 'Matt'," Laura continued, "Seems like he's trying to shed the boyish stuff, like 'Matthew' and 'cute'."
"Ohhkaaay, whatever." Kaitlin was now even more interested. "But you still haven't told me why Uncle Ned called you."
"Well, it seems that Matthew... er Matt... is taking a summer course at the University and needs a place to stay." Laura saw the squint in Kaitlin's eyes and being unsure what it meant, hastily added, "He'll be staying on campus again when the school year starts, but the dorm is closed for the summer."
Kaitlin's thoughts churned. "Wow," she exclaimed, "That would be neat, having him here for the summer." Kaitlin visualized being at the pool with her cousin, his chest and legs bare and she in a skimpy bikini. However, imagining someone his age who wouldn't rather have a place of his own was not so easy. "And he
wants
to stay with us?" she questioned.
Laura shook her head. "I doubt very seriously if this was Matt's idea." Guessing, she added, "I suspect his father is just trying to save some money."
"Whatever the reason. I suppose you said it would be alright," Kaitlin said, lowering her eyes and spreading her hands on the table, not revealing how she felt about this, one way or the other.
"Nooo... I told him I had to ask you first."
Kaitlin brightened. "Well sure, of course he can stay." Kaitlin was thinking that having her good-looking cousin around for a few weeks would be all kinds of fun. "That is, if you don't mind," she added.
"I think you're forgetting," Laura said, "This is
your
house, not mine. It's
your
decision." Kaitlin had been orphaned a few years earlier and her aunt Laura had come to live as her guardian. Although at eighteen, Kaitlin didn't officially need the supervision anymore, the two had become close friends and neither wanted Laura to leave.
"Like I said, then... of course he can stay... if you're sure you don't mind, that is. Has to be okay with you, too." Kaitlin crossed her fingers under the table, hoping her aunt would agree.
"Well it's definitely okay with me," Laura replied, "So if you're sure it's alright, I'll call Ned right now. He was wanting to tell Matt something tonight."
Kaitlin continued to imagine what it would be like to have her cousin living with them. She excitedly urged her aunt, "Call him then. Tell him it's okay."
Laura went to her bedroom to make the call. When she returned she was all smiles. "Ned told Matt what you said, and Matt is
absolutely thrilled
. He'll be here tomorrow afternoon."
Kaitlin squirmed with excitement. Laura registered her niece's enthusiasm and looked at her appraisingly. "I think he's going to be surprised at how much you've
changed
in the last year."
The eighteen-year-old recognized that indeed she had changed, and not just physically either. Kaitlin's aunt had been encouraging her in ways her mother likely would not have approved of. And although she embraced her aunt's attitude enthusiastically, she still wasn't entirely comfortable with all of it, but she was working on it.
In line with that, Kaitlin thought about how she and her aunt had gotten pretty careless with the way they dressed at home. She was pretty sure it wasn't how they should be dressed with a man around. '
Maybe with Matt being "family" though...
' she thought hopefully, then put it to Laura. "I've been thinking," Kaitlin said, "Some things might need to change with Matt being here."
"Like what," Laura asked.
"Like how we dress at home, for instance."
Laura spread her arms expansively. "Don't worry about it. A daily dose of male attention will do you good."
Kaitlin nodded. It was the kind of answer she expected from her aunt. Kaitlin said to herself, '
And if she has anything to do with it, we'll be getting plenty of male attention, which I just might learn to like.
' She licked her lips, then responded to Laura's comment. "Right, but what about you, you are his aunt after all."
Kaitlin again was not surprised by Laura's response, "It's not going to bother me... and I doubt it will bother Matt either."
Kaitlin put a finger to her lips, appearing to be deep in thought. "Well, I have always wondered what it'd be like to have a brother. I think, I'm about to find out."
***
The next afternoon Matt showed up with his things. Kaitlin greeted him at the door in a pair of tight white shorts and a pink peasant top. She had flung the door wide and stood there as a gawking Matt did a hasty inspection of his cousin.
This was not the same girl he had met last fall. The green eyes, cute face and shoulder-length brown hair were still the same, but the rest, well maybe it hadn't changed all that much, but Kaitlin had definitely changed the way she dressed. '
This is going to be a fun summer,
' he thought.
He looked up at Kaitlin's face and knew he'd gotten busted checking her out. He guessed though that as good as she looked, she was probably used to it. "Uh, well I'm here," he said.
"Yeah, well I can see that," Kaitlin replied as she looked her cousin over as thoroughly as he had her. "C'mon in. I'll help you get situated."
Matt studied Kaitlin's butt and the backs of her bare legs as he followed her down the hall to the spare room. The shorts couldn't have been much tighter or much shorter. Matt didn't see a panty line and guessed she was probably wearing a thong. Kaitlin snuck a peek over her shoulder, confirming that her cousin liked the way she was dressed.
They spent the rest of the afternoon, getting Matt's stuff out of the car, unpacked and set up in his new surroundings. Their conversation was mostly of the get acquainted type, mixed with a considerable bit of checking each other out type of looks, and even a bit of mild flirtation at times, but definitely nothing serious. They finished just as Aunt Laura got home from work.
Over dinner, Matt studied his two new roommates with interest. He had thought his aunt was pretty when she babysat him twelve years ago. She was probably eighteen then and he made up his mind then that when he grew up he wanted someone just like her. He had especially liked the way she dressed... and so had his dad, he noticed.
Since she had arrived from work he had addressed her as 'Aunt Laura', but was having trouble thinking of her as his aunt. She might be dressed in her work clothes, a frilly white blouse and a knee-length skirt, but she was still really hot. Her clothes did a commendable job of hiding her figure but he could still tell she was built like the proverbial brick out-house.
And his cousin, well she'd had him drooling ever since she opened the door that afternoon. Being so close to her while she helped him to get moved in had been almost painful.
But Matt wasn't the only one doing some checking out over dinner. Kaitlin had been with Matt all afternoon but Laura had just gotten home. From the looks she saw Matt and Kaitlin giving each other, Laura was confident that the two were going to enjoy their summer together.
Laura had seen Matt a year earlier when he came to visit but then he had been just a grown-up version of the cute and cuddly seven-year-old she had babysat. Now though, he seemed more grown-up and was definitely inspiring a few lusty thoughts.
The three sniffed around each other like a pack of dogs. No one paid much attention to what was said among them. Finished with their dinner, they went into the den to watch TV.
Matt plopped down in the easy chair, leaving Kaitlin and her aunt to take up the couch. Although his aunt and cousin were fully dressed, it was a chore to maintain any interest in the television. When the late night news came on, Kaitlin turned to her cousin. "Matt," she said, waiting for him to acknowledge that he was listening, "If you're going to stay to watch the late show with us, I'll make some popcorn."
Matt pretended an overpowering interest in the news but had been hoping that Laura and Kaitlin, especially Kaitlin, would want to stay for the late show. He nodded that '
yes, he would be staying
'. No way was he going to leave now. Kaitlin got up and headed for the kitchen. From the kitchen she called out, "Aunt Laura, come help me find the popcorn." Laura got up from the couch and went to the kitchen.
When Laura got there, Kaitlin whispered, "Uh... how should I dress."
"What do you mean?" Laura quietly asked.
"Well, usually this time of night, we get ready for bed,
before
watching the late show."
"And?"
