I waited anxiously with Rachel for the arrival of the bus. It had been quite some time since we'd seen our cousin Sean. He'd spent five years living with us on the farm and was more of a brother than a cousin.
He'd been away studying in the city for a year now and we were keen to hear about all the things that he'd got up to and who he'd met and everything about the time that he'd been away.
Rachel is my younger sister and Sean and I are the same age. Sean had gone off to work in the city, grooming himself for a future but we had a very conservative up-bringing by our very conservative parents and had lead a very sheltered existence to go with it, basically being groomed for little more than marriage to one of the local farmers. We saw Sean as our eyes into the rest of the world and so we were desperate for him to get home so to talk to him properly.
Finally the bus arrived we watched as everyone disembarked, waiting for that first glimpse of Sean. Finally he appeared in the doorway, stepping down to the pavement, his big grin spread across his face as he noticed us. I felt myself go weak at the knees and grabbed hold of Rachel's arm as I saw him again for the first time. He had tousled blonde hair, kinda spiky and messy, obviously a city thing. That coupled with his piercing blue eyes and big wide grin did things to me that I was only just starting to come to terms with. He was still well built and hadn't let himself go once he'd gotten off the farm and his tanned skin showed that he was still managing to spend plenty of time out of doors too. The shorts and tank top that he was wearing showed off his body beautifully too!
Rachel sighed beside me as she too took in his new look. Sean in turn wasn't shy about casting his eyes over us as we stood there in jeans and shirts, having managed to dodge chores long enough to come and pick him up. I felt his eyes as if they were undressing me, especially when they seemed to stall forever on my breasts. He gave Rachel the same treatment, his eyes lingering on her breasts. She'd caught up to me in the last 12 months that he'd been away, and despite the 18 months age difference between us, we could easily have passed for twins with people that didn't know us. We were both about 5'6 tall (I was still an inch taller!) slim, with brown hair to our shoulders and green eyes
Rachel dashed forward and gave him a hug, hanging onto him and kissing him on the lips. Sean seemed a bit startled by that, but then I gave him a hug too, shocked when I realised that I could feel his dick pushing against me as we hugged. I pecked him on the lips as Rachel had done and he released me, seemingly a bit embarrassed.
"Hi, Kylie, Rachel," he said, regaining his composure. "You two look as gorgeous as ever. Geez Rach, I can hardly pick you as different from Kylie now!" I blushed and Rachel looked half pleased. She'd was sick of being told how much she'd grown, being subjected to it over the years by visiting relatives off and on, always being compared to me. But I think she took it differently from Sean, his comparing her to me was a good thing, because he and I had always had a really good time together and had reluctantly allowed Rachel to tag along. But she was grown up now as well.
Sean threw his bag in the back of the old ute that we kept for running small errands and we all climbed into the front and made our way back down to the farm, Sean sandwiched between the two of us as we bumped along the road. I found the sensation of his leg rubbing up against mine thrilling and when he put an arm around each of us and I was brought in close against his chest, I realised that I was usually reserved from daydreaming about some of the hunky guys found in magazines that we liberated from our friends occasionally (Mother would punish us if she found that sort of thing in our house!)
We made it back to the house and Mum and Dad came out and greeted Sean like a long-displaced son and we went inside for tea and cake. We chatted for awhile and then, totally to our surprise, Dad told us that we could have the afternoon off from our chores so that we could catch up wit Sean and enjoy the summer afternoon by the lake.
Not being silly enough to pass up such a rare offering from our Dad, we thanked him profusely and ran off to our rooms to get our bathers and towels. Even Mum bestowed a look of thanks upon Dad as we ran off like he was some new-found saint or something.
Rachel and I emerged from our rooms and collected Sean as he emerged from his and made our way down to the lake.
On the way I started to quiz him about his life in the city, about who he'd met and what he'd been up to.
"So, do you have a girlfriend?" I asked him at one point.
"Naah, not at the moment, he replied. "I had one for awhile but she ditched me for some other guy with heaps of money and I haven't really bothered to look that hard since. People in the city seem so shallow, always interested in what kind of a ride you've got who you know, who your parents are, that sort of thing."
"Far out, sounds horrible," I said. "Anyway, she must have been made to drop a hunk like you," I teased. Sean pushed me in fun.
"Huh, what about you, running around, drop dead gorgeous, surely you've got a boyfriend?"
"Hell no, do you know what Dad would say if he found out Rachel or I had a boyfriend?"
"Oh come on, its not like you're little girls anymore, he can't keep you couped up forever!"
"I know, its funny. He doesn't like the idea of us seeing boys, but he wants us to find someone to marry one day. God knows how," I laughed. "Though I did at least kiss someone for the first time this year," I confided in Sean. Rachel gave me a shocked look as I 'd never told her about it.
"Yeah, a real kiss, or a kiss like you gave me at the bus stop?" he asked me. He knew how sheltered our upbringing was.
"Like I gave you at the bus stop, only longer," I said proudly, thinking that long extended kiss on the lips was quite an achievement.
"What, no tongue?"
"Ewwww," Rachel and I chorused.
"Oh come on, surely you know that that is how people really kiss? You two obviously have a lot to learn." We continued our walk in silence for a while. I was a bit despondent. I thought that Sean would have been proud of me for having found someone to kiss and doing it behind my father's back. He was always telling me that I had to break out of the shackles that bound my to my home, to find life and experience it. I think Rachel was just struggling to come to terms with the fact that people put their tongues in each other's mouths!
We got to the lake and shed our clothes. I noticed as Rachel undressed that her suit barely covered her breasts anymore. It was the start of summer she'd not gotten a new bikini since she'd grown as most of the time it was just the two of us swimming down here and we'd go topless as often as not. I also observed that Sean noticed much the same thing and was almost jealous that he seemed to be staring at Rachel's tits more than mine. I adjusted the fabric of mine so that I showed more cleavage than would normally have been acceptable around our family and strolled past Sean to the water. I was satisfied as his eyes followed me and he ran to catch up, slapping my butt on the way past. I squealed and leapt into the water.
Rachel quickly joined us and we all swam about the water, splashing each other, dunking and generally playing around. I swam over to the dock, ready to get out for awhile and Sean Rachel swam over as well. As I was getting out, Sean put his and on my bottom to push me up the ladder. His hand felt firm and strong and I found myself tingling between my legs again. Once up the ladder, Sean reached back down and helped Rachel, pulling her up the ladder as well.
We lay in the sun, enjoying the caress of its rays over our bodies. I tuned onto my side and lifted my head up, resting on one elbow.
"Have you ever really kissed someone and used your tongue?" I asked curiously.
"Mhmm," he replied dreamily.
"And did you like it?"
"Oh yeah," he assured me, laying on his back with his eyes closed.
"You mean you had a girls tongue in your mouth and hers in yours?" asked Rachel
