He ran his calloused hand over her smooth, creamy skin and slid his fingers down her stomach and wound them through the hairs on her pudenda. His breathing was short. Kay didn't want to do this. What could she do? Here they were in the woods with no one around for miles. She couldn't overpower him to make him stop. If she relied on his being a gentlemen it would make him think there was something wrong with her. She didn't want to deflate his ego; he wasn't really doing anything out of line. She'd played doctor and house with Brad and Scot till puberty. She hadn't protested so far… he had every right to expect she wished to go through with it. Besides, she wanted it.
His hand was spreading her labias and one finger was sinking into her sweet cave.
Brad's inquisitive finger explored her. His clothing was beginning to come off. Now he used both hands to remove his pants. They slid to the floor of the car and hobbled his ankles. It was difficult for him to get them off over his shoes.
His underwear landed on top of the pants. He was now as naked as she was. Brad's sensitive hands returned to her trembling body. He bent forward and kissed her between the breasts. His fingers worked their way down her torso and his palms felt the luxurious curve of her broad hips. His head dropped farther and he planted his moist lips on the line between her legs and her pussy. He gummed the tendon here. Kay went dizzy. He transferred his mouth to her other leg and again sucked in his lips and clamped his mouth gently on the tendon. Her mind ceased to work. All she could feel was the intensity of the pleasure this startling new feeling produced. His hands were surveying her legs. She could feel him exhaling on her hairless flesh. One hand was on her breast and the thumb and index finger were applying pressure to the nipples which firmed under his ministrations.
Kay felt the car seat beneath her give as his knees came up on either side of her. She refused to open her eyes. His cheek was next to hers now. He was softly nuzzling her face with his.
One kiss landed on her closed eyelid. Another gentle kiss was aimed at her ear. He kissed her earlobe, her neck and her chin. He stuck out his tongue and traced the outline of her lips before he planted his own on her red mouth.
His body was against hers and she could feel his heart beat. A little fumbling and he had managed to point his penis towards her sweet feminine opening. He was stroking her and then shifted his weight to enter her. The way his body was on top of her yet not using hers for support kept the unreal feeling alive as his hard organ inserted itself between the sensitive furrows of her body. She could feel his legs, the hair on them contrasting with the smoothness of her own.
As he stretched his leg muscles to fill her with his penis, waves of pleasure wafted through her body like ripples from a pebble thrown into a lake. He moved his hips up in the air and dragged his cock back to her furry opening.
Pleasure washed through her as his meaty organ retreated. As he sent it deep into her once more, Kay brought her hands to the back of his neck and twisted his hairs. She began to arch her pelvis to enhance the friction. Their see-sawing produced a music of coital syncopation. He placed his hands on either side of her head and held it still while he kissed her. Her lips were moving to clutch at his each time they landed on her mouth. Without either of them realizing it, his tongue parted her lips and fucked her mouth to the same rhythm as their hip movements.
Their breathing patterns became identical. As the symphony of their bodies continued and approached the climax of their love song, the melody of it came from their throats.
There was heavy breathing in the cramped car. Beads of perspiration formed on their brows. Heat radiated from their nude bodies locked in sexual combat. Their heartbeats increased. When his muscles tightened, Kay knew he was at his peak of passion and the quickening rubbing of his cock on her excited cunt drove her response to a new high.
She pressed her fingers into his shoulders. It was hard to breathe as he doubled the speed of his strokes and she shifted her pelvis even more enthusiastically. The car itself moved on its springs and the wheels sank a fraction of an inch into the earth as the hot cousins climaxed their intercourse with a loud throaty groan of satisfaction.
Back at the cabin with no fish the two young people were the subject of a lot of good humored ribbing.
"Imagine, thousands of dollars for an education for these two hopes for the future, and neither one of them can catch a fish. You kids are just lucky you were born in the twentieth century with supermarkets and order-by-phone way of life; if you had come into this world a century earlier, you'd have starved to death!"
Her aunt and uncle and mom laughed heartily at her father's joke, but Kay felt insulted. She bristled for a moment but her eye caught Brad's and their secret communication put the conversation right out of her head.
Later that afternoon, on the drive back to town, she thought about incest. She worried a little but not much because Lucy had told her about something she had done with her cousin and his best friend. It was all a thirteen-year-olds "most passionate moment" and really not much, by grown-up standards, but still it sexual and it was between relatives, so they had considered it terribly naughty and giggled about it a lot.
Today she'd react to Lucy's tale with cool, but when they were thirteen it was the most deliciously forbidden act imaginable.
She also remembered Barbara and her confession that she and her brother Spencer had practiced touching tongues when they were younger. All that had been incestuous, too, if you wanted to look at it that way.
Kay preferred to look at it as adolescent experimentation and nothing more. If you wanted to get technical about incest – to Kay's mind – we were all descended from Adam's and Eve's children who were brothers and sisters, and therefore we had all descended from incestuous relationships. She dismissed incest as a word and nothing more.
The question of sex within the family came up again sooner than she anticipated.
She was babysitting for a girlfriend who had a toddler. The young family lived in an apartment which was substandard by anyone's judgment, but in Kay's middle-class point of view it was poverty. The girl had gotten pregnant in high school and her lover had done the socially acceptable thing married her. Naturally they were divorced within a year, but Kay's friend went on with her life and had a date for this Friday night, baby or no baby.
Kay was delighted to sit with the baby but when Brad called to ask if she wanted to go to a roller derby she felt disappointed that she had committed herself to the babysitting.
"That's okay, Kay," he said, using a phrase he thought was cute, "I'll come by and talk with you. All I really wanted was to see you anyway."
She gave him the address and asked him to be discreet and not show up till after the mother had left for her rendezvous. Brad called the apartment during the climax of an exceptionally dramatic television show.
"Shit," Kay said to herself as she heard the phone ring.
Reluctantly she got up from the comfortable couch and padded in bare feet across the carpeting to the phone.
"Hello."
"Kay? This is Brad. Is the coast clear?"
"Come on over and bring some beer."
He arrived with a cold six-pack.
"I don't know why I bothered to pay extra for cold beer, it would freeze a witch's tit out there. A storm must becoming or something."
"I had to close the windows, it got so cold. Summer's a bust this year."
"Do you want a touch of heat?"
Brad looked at her as if she were crazy. He then smiled and said, "If the kid can stand this temperature I guess I can. I'm on the wrestling team at State U, you know. Okay, Kay?"
He pulled the blinds. They stood across the room from each other and Brad began taking off his shirt without removing his eyes from her. She glued her eyes on him, gulped, and began undoing her dress. They continued to strip without looking at the clothing they were dropping. She could feel her heart beating.