Max's Summer Adventures

It was summer after senior year, and I had 3 months before starting college in the fall. I had planned to just chill with my friends, go to a couple parties and just enjoy being free. My parents had other plans... My mom had been nagging my dad about going on a trip for years, and they figured now that they had seen me through graduation, they deserved a trip. They both had cushy tech jobs that let them take unlimited time off, so they planned to tour around Europe the entire summer. Admittedly, the trip was supposed to be for me, but I couldn't keep up with the straight B's they wanted, so this was a kind of punishment for me and to rub it in my face.

You might think, 'shit, that sounds even better, a summer with no supervision?'. Well one too many times of having to come pick me up from a random person's house at 3 am didn't earn too much trust with my parents. Leaving me alone for the summer wasn't an option either. My dad had hatched this great plan to dump me off at my uncle Sal's place in northern Minnesota. He had his own outfitting company, renting canoes to tourists all summer. A lucrative job, but he was short handed, so I was offered up as cheap labor. They'd let me stay at their house, feed me and pay me minimum wage to help out around the store.

I hadn't seen much of uncle Sal or aunt Bettie growing up. They used to come around every other Christmas with my cousin Allison. She was my same age and was quite the athlete. Unlike me who was taking out lots of student loans to pay for college, she had gotten a full ride to the state school for volleyball. I haven't seen her in a few years, because she was always away at tournaments or some camp, but when we were younger we used to always get into trouble together. She was like the sister I never had. She worked at the family outfitting company too.

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It was the first weekend after graduation, and my dad was driving me the 8hr drive up to Ely, MN, to drop me off for the summer. Mom made up some excuse to stay behind and pack for their trip. I guess the flight into Rome didn't allow as much personal luggage as she originally thought, so she had to spend some time reprioritizing which outfits to keep and which would stay. The whole ride my dad was listening to oldies on the only station that got reception, so I threw in my ear buds and listened to my playlists on Spotify.

After what seemed like forever we came to a stop. I hadn't really been paying attention to where we were, but my watch told me that it had been about 8 hours. If you've ever been to Ely, MN you know that it's pretty 'small town' America, but my uncle Sal's business was good, and they had one of the larger houses in town. No sooner than we came to a stop, the front door of the house flew open and aunt Bettie came rushing out to greet us, their old golden retriever, also named Max, slowly in tow. She was wearing a flowing blue dress that seemed fitting for summer, which paired well with her long dark brown hair, flowing half way down her back. Her skin was tanned and much more youthful than my father's, even though she was just a year younger than him.

"Robert, Max, it's so good to see you! I hope you had a safe trip."

My dad gave his sister a hug, lifting her off her feet. "Bettie, I think you're getting taller", my dad jabbed, a smile crossing his face as he set her back down.

"Max we're so glad to have you here for the summer, it was so nice of you to offer to help out at the store." I must have looked as confused as I was, because I didn't remember volunteering for this, this still felt like a punishment. My dad quickly smacked a hand hard onto my shoulder, staggering me and catching me off-guard before I could respond to my aunt.

"That's my boy, always doing what's best for the family", my dad said with a wink just to me.

"Uhh yea, I'm happy to help out." I responded.

"Well let me show you your room Max." My aunt picking up my luggage that dad had just taken out of the trunk of the car. She started to lead us towards the house, "Robbie how long are you going to be in town....?" She turned around, my dad had the car door open, and was already half in.

"Oh.... I hadn't really planned to stick around. It's a long drive back home, and you know Lucy can get herself into trouble if I'm not around. I, I didn't really plan to stick around. I really appreciate you guys taking Max for the summer, I think it will do him good. We'll send you guys postcards and keep you updated where we are." He trailed off, closing the door and starting the car. Not waiting for a response, he smiled and gave us a wave goodbye as he sped down the street.

I just shook my head and laughed, I knew he couldn't wait to get rid of me. "OK then." Aunt Bettie remarked, having grown up with my dad, you wouldn't think she would be surprised by his antics. "Well let's get you settled."

She led us into their house. It was gorgeous. Bettie had been a home decorator in her younger years, and always prided herself in keeping a pristine house with the nicest finishes. The dark mahogany floor, the navy blue walls, all adorn with rare and exotic trinkets from their worldly travels during the off seasons. A large banister greeted you as you entered the home, leading you up to the second floor. I had visited when I was younger, but hadn't really noticed how nice their home was before. Standing in the atrium taking it in, I barely noticed Max the dog licking my hand. Snapping me out of my daze, I gave him a friendly rub on top of his head.

"IS THAT MAX???" I heard a shout from behind me, followed by a squeal of delight. Turning around I was immediately greeted with a massive hug from Allison. She was a lot shorter than me, so her arms only wrapped around my waist as she pressed her head into my chest. She was barefoot, wearing black adidas booty shorts and a skin tight black athletic tank top. She had dirty blonde hair, unlike her mother's, that dipped just past her shoulders. Her skin was perfect and even more tanned than her mother's, presumably from all of the volleyball outside. Individually she was remarkable, but could easily blend in with any preppy clique of popular high school girls. It became evident really fast that she had matured a lot since I last remembered her. I couldn't help but get distracted by her large perky breasts squishing against me, as I wasn't positive if she was even wearing a bra under that top of hers.

"Good to see you too Allie!" I dropped my bag and brought my arms up to embrace her in a hug, but unintentionally, awkwardly brushed my hand up against her butt. She didn't seem to notice or make a big deal about it. I sheepishly smiled at aunt Bettie, hoping no one noticed.

"Allison has been super excited to have you here for the summer Max. You guys used to have so much fun playing together as kids." She smiled, reminiscing about the past.

"Mommmmm, you're embarrassing me. He's still a dork." She stuck a tongue out playfully and skipped back to the kitchen.

"OK, well your going to be staying in the guest room, it's on the left just past Allison's room." Bettie picked up one of my suitcases and was half way up the stairs. Walking past Allison's room, it looked like any teen girl's room. There were posters of boy bands and celebrities, a vanity packed to the edge with cosmetics and hair products, a dresser overflowing with clothes, clothes falling out of her closet, clothes and athletic gear piled up on the floor, you get the picture.

Opening the guest bedroom door, the room was very just... normal. It was a guest room, there wasn't any personal items, the decorations were very mundane and plain. It smelled slightly of potpourri. "Make yourself at home. You can use the dresser and there's hangers in the closet. Oh and the bathroom is just down the hall on the other side of Allison's room." Aunt Bettie was smiling ear to ear. "Again we're so happy to have you." She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "Your uncle will be off work at 6 and I'll have dinner ready a little after. I'm making my famous casserole, but I'm going to run to the store with Allison to pick up a few things for dinner. So get yourself settled in while we're gone."

"Uh, ok, thank you." I set to unpacking my clothes into the available dresser as aunt Bettie headed down stairs.

Its funny how two suitcases seem like a lot until you unpack it all. I had brought probably a dozen changes of clothes, figuring I'd have to do laundry once a week. Not ideal, but it would work. Otherwise I could just pick up some more clothes in town after I got my first few pay checks. After everything was unpacked, I stashed the empty suitcases in the closet and laid down on top of the well made bed, stretching out. I heard Aunt Bettie and Allie driving away, I sat up just in time to see their Rav4 pulling onto the street. Checking my watch it was just after 4pm, I decided to head down stairs and familiarize myself with the rest of the house.

I stopped when passing Allie's room. Normally I wouldn't just snoop around, but knowing that she'd just left, I had the uninhibited urge to look around and see what my cousin was really like, because you can tell a lot about people by their room. It felt like an archeological dig. First I was hit with a wall of smells, it was layers of feminine musk, hair spray and perfumes. She had several ribbons and trophies for volleyball on top of her dresser. I guess she must be as good as everyone says. There was a small TV in the corner hooked up to an N64 underneath it, it didn't look like it had been turned on in a while. We used to play it a lot together when we were younger. There was a volleyball by the closet door. I hadn't really played much, and wondered if I would be any good. I went to pick it up, it was firmly wedged in the corner of the floor. As soon as I freed it, the closet door came flying open, pouring out a mess of clothes.

Jeez Allie really has a lot of clothes I thought to myself. She must just clean her room by pushing all of her dirty laundry into the closet. I kicked over the pile that had poured out with my foot revealing several pairs of panties. I felt a tingle in my pants as I became aware of myself growing hard. I always kind of had a thing for panties, seeing the girls at school bending over showing their thongs, or the year where it was the fashion trend to wear their thong straps well above their belt line. But I had never really been alone with someone's panties. It felt wrong and right at the same time. I couldn't get caught snooping around my cousins room looking at her panties, I'd be labeled some kind of perv forever. Sal and Bettie might throw me out, and my parents would kill me.

I hadn't really thought of Allie as attractive before. She was always just my cousin, a tomboy, just a friend, but seeing her underwear I started to realize her in a different light. She had become a grown woman, curvy in all of the right places, wearing clothes that amplified her sex appeal. I bent down for a closer inspection of the panties. Fuck, they were ALL thongs. My cock twitched in my shorts. This was going to be bad, but I had to. I reached down and picked up a handful of intertwined thongs. A pair of black Calvin Kleins, a pink VS one with a bow, and a skimpy red g string.

I looked over my shoulder, self consciously that someone would find me. This was wrong. It's fine I told myself, everyone was gone and wouldn't be back for a while, you're all alone, go for it. I thumbed through the bunch of panties in my hand. The black pair had a noticeable white stain in the crotch where it would touch a girl's pussy. Then it hit me, this wasn't just some random girl, this was my cousin's pussy. My cock was straining to spring out of my pants, I had to do something. I slid my other hand inside my waistband and wrapped around my cock. My mind was racing, I was doing something so wrong, I was turned on this much by some dirty underwear, my cousin's no less. I brought the thongs up to my face and took a deep inhale. Not sure what I expected them to smell like. The smell was nice, a faint hint of perfume that reminded me of my cousin, and a sweet tangy smell of pussy. Involuntarily my cock throbbed in my hand, I gave it a couple slow strokes to appease my urges.

I wondered if Allie masturbated in these panties, or if she just got horny enough that it caused the stain. That got me thinking, while she was just my cousin to me, she was a full grown adult. Of course she had sexual urges too. Standing here in her room, which she probably masturbated countless times in, I was holding her dirty panties that clearly had been soaked with her juices. And I was holding my hard cock, stroking it while smelling her thongs. Fuck me... I had so many questions, but couldn't ask my cousin. How often does she masturbate? Clearly by the amount of dirty clothes and underwear, a fair bit. Did she masturbate with just her fingers or does she use a dildo? Does she have a dildo? I could find out, if she does, she has to keep it somewhere. Everyone keeps personal items in their top dresser drawer.

Going over to her dresser, the top drawer was closed partially. It was clearly stuffed with too much clothes to fully close. Predictably this was also her panty drawer. I was shocked by just how many pairs of panties she had, in every color and pattern. They were almost exclusively thongs and strings. My head was spinning. How hadn't I noticed this about my cousin. She had grown up into a gorgeous woman, wearing sexy little panties, and I had never seen this before. I made a mental note to try to be more observant to see her wearing some around the house this summer.

Rummaging around the drawer, I made an effort to not be too blatant about going through her belongings. If she came back to a ransacked room, even if it was already a disaster before, I'm sure she would notice. BINGO. In back under a couple lacey thongs there was a purple rubber dildo. I pulled it out to examine it. This must have been inside my cousin's pussy so many times, making her quiver and cream all over it. The mental images in my mind were driving me crazy, thinking of my horny cousin, laying on the bed just mere feet away, working this dildo in her wet little pussy, cumming all over it as she tried to hold back her moans so that her parents wouldn't come to check on her.

Upon closer inspection of the dildo it doesn't look like it had been washed, there was a partially dried, sticky white residue that coated half of it. My cousin's pussy juices... Fuck it, I thought to myself, this had already gone farther than it should have. But I wanted to know what she tasted like. I licked my tongue along the dirty dildo, rehydrating my cousins dried juices and licking them into my mouth. Mmmmm. This was kind of gay in any other context, licking a dildo. But the juices tasted like how her thongs smelled, sweet and tangy. There was probably some scientific thing going on with the pheromones that I could sense, that her horny juices were making me horny too.

I continued to lick all around the dildo, cleaning it off with my tongue, while I more purposefully stroked my cock. I was going to have to jerk off and cum, or I'd never settle down at this rate. Once fully cleaned, I returned the dildo to it's hiding spot at the back of the panty drawer, trying my best to cover it with the lacey thongs just how I had remembered. Now I needed to get off. I could go pull up some porn on my phone and finish that way, but seeing as how I had already invaded Allie's room and gone through her dirty underwear, it just seemed like I should use one of her thongs to push me to the finish.

It was already wrong in so many ways, but some twisted part of my brain justified that it didn't feel right taking one of Allie's thongs back to my room to jerk off with. My conscious justified it to myself that it would be less pervy to just jerk off in her room, than take it with me. Going back to the clothes pile at the closet, I picked back up the black Calvin Klein thong, sitting down on the edge of my cousin's bed. I brought the thong up to my face and took deep inhales, smelling Allie's most intimate article of clothing. My hand worked up and down my shaft, throbbing in my hand, as I imagined her tight pussy clenching around me.

"MAX WHAT THE FUCK?!?!"

For a moment I died. Everything stopped as a million thoughts ran through my head. Why was she here? I saw them leave? My life is over, I've been caught. There's no justification for why I'm in her room with my cock out, smelling her dirty underwear. It made me think of that Eminem song, what you tripped, fell, landed on a pile of thongs and your cock fell out into your hand?

"Allie I can explain..." I was stalling, my mind was racing, I couldn't explain this.

You would think that being caught in a situation like this would be the epitome of embarrassment and that I would have lost my erection instantly, but quite the opposite, my cock flared up and was throbbing in my hand still. "Why are you here? I thought you were with aunt Bettie?"

"REALLY? Why am I here? Why are you here? I don't think you get to ask the questions..." Allie was pissed, but actually not as much as I would have thought. "You're a disgusting pervert. You have your cock out in my room.... Are those my panties???" She stepped in from the doorway and grabbed the thong from my hand which I must have been still holding like an idiot. "Oh my god, you're jerking off to one of my dirty thongs?"

"I'm so sorry". I didn't want to fight this, there was no explaining my way out of this. Maybe she would accept an apology?

"Sorry isn't going to cut this. Wait until my mom and dad hear about this. You're dead."

"Please no, they can't find out about this. I'm sorry. It'll never happen again. I'll do anything, just don't tell them." I stood up to plead with her. She was the only one who knew, if she just kept it a secret, everything could be fine. I forgot that my cock was still rock hard and exposed out of my shorts. Allie's eyes glanced down as I approached her, suddenly aware of my cock.

"Do I really make you this horny? You're jerking off to your own cousin. That's like incest."

"Uhhhh I guess." I hadn't really thought that far ahead, but she was right. "I didn't mean to, I was just looking around and all of your laundry spilled out of the closet and... and..." She wasn't cutting me off, she seemed to be calming down. "And I saw your panties. I didn't know you wore thongs..."

"Duh, I'm a girl. We all wear them." Allie said in an annoyed, matter of fact way, one hand on her hip looking at me quizzically, while the other dangled the thong in front of her. "Why did you feel the need to sniff them like a weirdo and jerk off?"

"I don't know, I just saw how dirty they were..." I gestured to the black pair she was holding that had an obvious white stain. Allie's face turned red and she pulled her hands behind her back hiding the thong. "... and it made me think of you masturbating in them, and that got me thinking about masturbating, and one thing led to another...." I trailed off. Was I really trying to rationalize myself to my own cousin?

"Ok fine, I get that, but you can't be going through my stuff. That's weird."

"I promise it will never happen again." Was she really going to buy this?

"I don't believe you. If you're this turned on..." She pointed down at my cock. YOU IDIOT, Why was my hard cock still out. Why didn't I put it back in my pants as the first thing I did. I'm such an idiot. "...you're going to want to do it again. I know how you guys are, once you get a taste you can't give it up." I went to pull my shorts up over my cock and put it away, Allie stopped me "Don't."

"What?" I was confused.

"You're already this horny, you're going to have to get off one way or another."

"You want me to...." I gave my cock a slow stroke to gesture what I thought she meant.