Kissing Cousins (closed)

Maria gasped as Mia's fingers brushed against her nether lips, her hips bucking upwards at the touch.

"Do you...OH!...feel how...mmmm...how wet I am?" Maria said, her eyes closed as she bit her lower lip, her hands grabbing onto the material sleeping bag underneath. "That's...yes!...that's because of how much you...oh fuck!...you turn me on. How gorgeous you are."

Reluctantly, Maria pulled Mia's hand away as she sat up. Her eyes closed, Maria caught her breath then looked into Mia's eyes. Maria lifted the other girl's fingers to her mouth, sucking her own juices from Mia's fingers.

"Mia, I love being here with you," Maria said, the sincerity emanating from her voice and eyes almost overwhelming as she held tightly on to Mia's fingers. "But if you don't get over this idea that you're ugly, I'm going to lose you. I know I will lose you, and I don't want to. I don't want anyone touching you but me, and I don't want anyone touching me but you. Why can't you see how beautiful you are to me?" Tears were forming in Maria's eyes, and her voice was cracking.
 
And with the threat of tears in Maria's eyes, Mia's eye began to glaze over as well. She leaned in and clutched her cousin in a bear hug -- well, baby bear hug anyway -- and held her tightly as she promised, "You aren't going to lose me. I'm yours forever. Yours and your alone."

It was a passion promise, made in the heat of an unbelievable, erotic moment. Neither cousin could be sure they could keep their vow, but right now, they -- or at least Mia -- meant every word she was saying. She pulled back from the hug and engaged her cousin in a passionate kiss, running a hand up to her full bosom to simply cup and hold a breast to remind her These are mine to touch, mine and mine alone.

When their lips separated, Mia smiled, then blushed -- visible even in the low illumination of the moon which had found a rare gap in the thick, black clouds -- and giggled nervously. She reach an index finger up to Maria's lips, toying with them as her cousin kissed, licked, and sucked them. Then, slowly lowering the hand down and over the shapely girl's clavicle ... breast bone ... swollen nipple ... and flat belly -- never taking her eyes from her lover's own eyes -- Mia again found Maria's wet lips, turned her hand palm up and, ever so carefully, began to insert her middle finger into the tight, wet, warm hole.
 
"Oh fuck!" Maria blurted out, as she lifted her butt off the ground to press herself onto Mia's hand and finger. "You're driving me wild, pretty girl!"
 
Mia could barely believe she was doing this! She was inserting her finger into her cousin's pussy! She had contemplated this possibility earlier, of course: she was a virgin and naïve, but she knew what intercourse was, that male-female couple combinations engaged in it, and that female-female couples -- lesbians -- sometimes faked it with objects that they inserted into one another in place of an actual man's penis.

But she had not actually thought that they would get this far, let alone that she herself would be the first one to probe the interior of the other.

It was obvious that Maria was enjoying it, though. Even though she knew her cousin was a virgin, much as herself, Mia could not help but wonder if her cousin had had some thing inside her during the years since she had begun puberty and realized that there was pleasure to be had down there.

Mia knew what a dildo was -- though she did not think she could ever say the word without blushing deep purple -- and what they were for; and she had heard that women sometimes used hard skinned vegetables in place of the store purchased toys to simulate taking a man's penis into their vagina.

A few months earlier, as the harvest of their garden was just underway, she had even snuck a smallish cucumber into her bedroom, wrapped it with a condom she had secretly purchased in a Greyhound bathroom, and contemplated putting it inside her to see what it was all about. But the farthest she got before she just died of embarrassment was to press the tip of the vegie against her dry lips. She would never have gotten it into her tight, virginal pussy anyway, she concluded, never once even considering the possibility of using something smaller, such as a banana, a carrot, or even her own finger.

So here she was, inserting her own finger into Maria's pussy, feeling the wonder of the tight, wet, warm hole as one knuckle penetrated, then the next. Her middle finger was entirely buried within Maria, and now...

Well, now, Mia had absolutely no idea what she was supposed to do in there...
 
Maria didn't know what was going on in Mia's mind but, truth be told, she didn't care what was going on in Mia's head. All she cared about was how Mia was touching her between her legs.

"Wait!" Maria finally gasped out. "Don't --- don't stop! Just---just wait!" Maria scooted around so that her back was pressed up against Mia. "I just wanted to feel you up against me," Maria panted, as she moved one of Mia's hands back between her legs, and pressed the other one against one of her breasts.
 
Mia panicked for a moment, fearful that she was either doing something wrong or that Maria did not like what she was doing. But then her cousin moved them into a closer, more personal position and helped her begin again.

"I like this better," Mia whispered, kissing her cousin's shoulder. "Oh ... I like this a lot better."

The feel of her cousin's body pressed into hers was magical. Mia could clutch one of Mia's large breasts in one hand and more comfortable curl her middle finger to get into her cousin's pussy while also touching the girl's swollen clit. And Maria obviously liked it, now rocking her hips faster and more animatedly, moaning over the noise of the storm, and clutching Mia's head to pull the more petite girl's face and kissing mouth to her shoulders and neck.

"Mia!" a male voice called out loudly, followed immediately by, "Maria! Where are you?"

Mia's heart leaped in her chest. The boy calling out was undoubtedly her one-year-younger brother, Greg, and he was in the walkway that separated the two rows of stalls, the last of which Mia and Maria were sitting in ... naked ... touching one another in ways their parents would not understand. Hell! Her brother was a perpetual trouble maker and tattle tale, and the entire Fitzpatrick Clan was less than 50 yards away!

Mia froze, unsure of what to do, though she instinctively jerked her finger out of Maria's pussy and her other hand away from the breast she'd been groping.

What was she -- they! -- supposed to do. They could not just leap up and begin throwing on their clothes. Greg might hear the ruckus and speed his currently slow walk down the walkway, discovering the two before they could fully redress themselves.

On the other hand, they could not just sit there in silence either, waiting to see if he gave up looking, turned, and left. What if he continued this way? He would find them, following the light of the lanterns by which they were making love, the only light in the otherwise dark barn.

She pressed her lips close to Maria's ear and whispered, "What do we do?"

But her cousin was already on it, reaching first to one lantern to click it off, then the other. Suddenly, they were sitting in near pitch darkness with the oblivious Greg calling, "Mia! Maria! Gramma said you were out here--! And then with an annoyed tone, he added, "C'm'on! I'm 'sposed to get you during the break in the rain. They're starting to tell stories of what we all did over the past year, and Dad wants you to tell about your clarinet solo!"

Mia flinched suddenly at the feel of something at her lips, realizing quickly that it was one of Maria's fingers. In the darkness, she felt her cousin turn to face and hold her, then whisper, "Shhh... He'll go away."

But Mia knew Greg better than Maria, and she knew that he was the type who -- once on a mission, particularly one assigned by their father -- would not give up. She suddenly realized that she was trembling from deep in her core, and she knew it had nothing to do with the Indian Summer thunderstorm which, even at this hour, had flooded the valley with abnormally warm air.

A new sound caused Mia's heart to beat even harder. She was close to panic and ready to bolt when Maria again moved closer and whispered so close to her ear that she could feel the warmth of her breath. "He's climbing the ladder to the loft. This is our chance."
 
Maria stifled a giggle as she quickly started slipping her clothes on, all the while listening to Mia's brother tromping around in the hayloft. Why he didn't immediately descend back down the ladder upon not seeing the two girls in the loft, she didn't understand. Or actually, she did. Greg must be thinking the girls were hiding to play a trick on him. And indeed, it was the sort of thing Maria was known for in the family circle.

Maria got her clothes on faster than Mia, but Mia was still shaken by being almost caught. Maria didn't want to get caught either, but she was still excited and elated with a whole brand new set of emotions, and she felt absolutely fearless because of it.

Maria had just finished slipping on her shoes and saw Mia still trying to get dressed. She whispered to her cousin, "Don't worry, Greg is expecting us...or at least me...to play a trick on him. I won't disappoint him."

The ladder that had been built into the wall that led up to the barn's hayloft had fallen into disrepair, and a solid wooden ladder was being used until it was fixed.

Buttoning up her plaid shirt, Maria walked up to the base of the ladder and moved it, effectively trapping Greg up in the loft. "Now, Greg," she shouted up to the hayloft, "you didn't bother knocking when you came into the barn. And with two young ladies inside. I know you were taught better manners than that!"
 
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Mia finished dressing as Greg was hollering down angrily and Maria was continuing her teasing and chastising of him. Dressed, ran for the barn door, turning to look for Maria, who she had expected to be right behind her. She was not, instead continuing to tease the trapped boy.

Panic was continuing to surge through her body. They were in the clear now. Maria would be safe. Mia turned and ran.



Mia's eyes were wide open with shock. "What do you mean there's no tent?"

Each annual reunion, Gramma rented a huge circus tent from an off-season circus troop out of Iowa. Set up on the South Pasture, it guaranteed a dry place for those who wanted to camp for the weekend long reunion.

Her mother explained, "It was damaged in the storm, sweetheart. They took it down."

"Where we gonna camp?" Mia asked, her tone filled with panic.

She had been planning on sleeping in Maria's pup tent even before she and her cousin became lovers. Now, the two had planned on zipping their identical, individual sleeping bags together to create one large one so that they could finish what they had started in the barn.

Her mother laughed. "Silly! We're not. We're heading out in a few minutes, sweetheart."

Mia ran off to find Maria, only to learn that she, too, had been informed of their imminent separation. She grabbed Maria by the arm and spent the next three minutes dragging her around the house and nearest out buildings trying to find a private place. When finally they found a dark corner, she slung her arms around Maria's neck, sobbing, "I'm going to miss you."

She and Maria had chatted about their individual schedules when others were not listening, and they knew that it would be five weeks before they would see one another again. Mia could not believe that this was happening to her.
 
Maria was trying to calm her cousin down, and reassure her that the separation was only temporary, and that not only would they get to spend time together in a little more than a month, but in less than a year, the two would be sharing a home together. Just the two of them.

In truth, Maria was having to convince herself just as much as her cousin. Having discovered all these new and wondrous emotions and attraction for her best friend, Maria didn't want to be abruptly parted from Mia. But there didn't seem anything either one of the young women could do but be patient and wait to be reunited.

And at the main house, a new arrival was going to temporarily delay that separation.
 
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The unexpected visitor was a local forest ranger and family friend who often assisted the Fitzpatrick clan with the planning of their annual camping outings. In this case, he had come by to make sure that the family knew about the flash flood threat. Relieved that the camping trip had been canceled, he made the minimum amount of small talk before taking his leave.

With the best of intentions, Mia and Maria promised to see each other in five weeks, but it was not meant to be. Maria got a unique internship opportunity, helping to study sea life in the Indian Ocean. From there, Maria would pursue her education overseas, and it would be half a decade before she saw her cousin again. The story of that reunion, however, is a tale for another time.

Finis
 
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