My experience in Mandy's bedroom was at the same time one of the most sensual things and one of the most frightening things that has ever happened to me. I hadn't been this aroused in a long time and yet I felt so goddamned guilty. This was my cousin, my flesh and blood, the little girl I used to baby-sit. But she wasn't little anymore, that was the problem. She had grown up into a beautiful college girl, so sexy, and she was living in my house for the past week and her every movement was sending my libido into overdrive. But people weren't supposed to want to have sex with their family members!!! Incest is gross! But, she was so fucking gorgeous, I couldn't keep my mind off her.
I tried....I really tried to focus on all the chores I'd stayed home to do; the dusting, the vacuuming and the laundry. I worked, but my mind remained with her, on soft body, her sexy panties, and the delicious scent that lingered in them. I brought my hands up to my nose, over and over again and inhaled the familiar smell of my own sex. This turned me on all over again. The smell of my own pussy made me want to run back to those panties in Mandy's laundry bag. Oh God, just to be able to make love to her. My mind schemed as to how to pull this off, and the more it did, the more guilty I got. Maybe I could get her drunk tonight and seduce her... Maybe I'd let her catch me masturbating, see if she could resist that. I had to try something, but I was scared to death of how it might backfire. What if she got so freaked out that she'd never speak to me again? What if I scared her enough that she called her parents and told on me? I'd be scorned by the whole family as some crazed bisexual incest freak!!! But I wanted her...no NEEDED her so fucking badly.
I did manage to finish my work and then went down to the beach to meet Mandy, the kids and my parents. There we all sat in a half circle on the sand. The kids were building a sand castle, my mother was reading, my father was sleeping, and I was once again behind my sunglasses, staring at my delicious looking cousin sitting across from me. Today Mandy wore a black two-piece. The bottoms were more like shorts, because she was very self conscious of her hips and thighs which she thought were too big....absolutely perfect to me. The top revealed a cleavage to die for, and underneath, that slightly rounded belly that I'd been dying to cover with kisses since I saw it exposed the evening before. I knew I was staring again, longer than I should because she caught me a few times. The first couple times I quickly looked away, but the last time, I kept watching her. She smiled at me. Did that smile linger just a bit? Did she know I was interested? Was she sending me a signal? My libido was playing tricks on me. I was losing control.....
The kids were starting to get restless; it was 2:30 and they'd all been there since 10:00 that morning. I'd only joined them an hour ago, so I pleaded with them to give me just a few more minutes. My parents, bless their hearts, offered to start home with them. "How about you Mandy," my dad asked, "You coming with us or staying?"
I looked over my glasses at her and silently prayed to God, or the devil, or whomever would honor such a plea. "I'll hang with Crista for a bit," she said with a very warm smile; it warmed me everywhere.
Once they were packed up and on their way home, I moved my chair around closer to Mandy's and then we both turned simultaneously to face the sun. Our chairs were tilted toward each other just a bit, our legs about six inches apart, very tan, very smooth....so sexy. My pussy moistened as I imagined them caressing together and intertwined.
Hidden behind my sunglasses, I could stare and fantasize all I wanted. I wanted to somehow empathetically transmit my desires to her. The warmth of the sun played over my skin, feeding into my lust.
We started talking, about normal things at first; the kids, plans for the rest of the week and so forth. I enjoyed spending time with Mandy, she had that great outgoing personality that just drew you in. We talked for about ten minutes and I managed to keep my end of the conversation up in spite of the fact that she drove me to such distraction.
"Its sooooo hot today," she said while lightly wiping the moisture away that collected on her neck and breasts. Her fingers slipped just inside the top of her bikini as she did. I was afraid my mouth dropped open just a bit. My legs were spread a bit, the way you sit in a low beach chair, but unconsciously as I saw Mandy touch her breasts, my knees came together producing a really nice sensation between my legs.
"Yes, lots of overheated bodies here today." I stupidly answered. It just felt like a ridiculous comeback.
She laughed aloud. She had a damn cute giggle, "Let's see if we can find some." She said.
I was a bit taken aback. Had I given her bait that she'd just taken? I looked at her eyes looking at me over her sunglasses and maybe noticed an extra spark in them. Maybe she was flirting with me. "Ok, let's see who the hot bods are." I looked around the beach and focused on two guys having a Frisbee catch back toward the dunes. One of them was very cute so I pointed him out.
"Yeah, he's pretty nice." She was brushing sand off her thigh as she remarked how sexy the guy's stomach was. I had no interest in the Frisbee guys, just the way her fingers looked brushing her leg. It brought back a memory from long ago.....a segue into a better discussion perhaps.
