Subject: First Time Playing With My Cousin Kristi
Story Codes: f-solo
Diary Date: August 19, 2000
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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We’d always been close and now as we got older we found new things to do.
Sometimes we would tease some boys and then tell each other about what we
did with them. It was pretty innocent at first until one day at my
grandparents farm we finally did more than just tell stories...
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 – The Farm
Chapter 2 – The Barn
Chapter 3 - Back at the House
Chapter 1 – The Farm
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My cousin Kristi turned thirteen a few months ago, making her a little
more than two years younger than me. Extremely petite, she was also
incredibly cute and already a genuine boy magnet. My family usually
visited my grandparent's farm at least once a month. These were my dad’s
parents; my mom’s mother lived alone in Illinois as my grandfather had
died back when I was nine. Although they weren’t her “real” grandparents,
my cousin Kristi would often come along to keep me company, We always
seemed to find something new to explore but when we left home we had no
idea how personal our explorations were going to become!
It took a couple of hours to get to the farm, thanks in part to my mom’s
insistence that we stop at a large outlet mall that near the exit where
we got off the highway. The last few miles were down a gravel road and my
dad grumbled as always at how dirty the SUV was after one of our visits.
We eventually made it and after greeting my grandparents and having some
lunch, the old folks sat in the living room, discussing the usual stuff
which quickly became boring so Kristi and I decided to go out exploring.
Farms are cool, especially if you don't live on one. We first went to the
barn where the cattle were sheltered and hay was stored. For whatever
reason, the cows never ceased to fascinate me and there were always at
least a dozen cats running around. Some years there were pigs but they
scared me a little after one started chewing on my tennis shoe while I
was standing on the fence trying to touch them! There were plenty of
other places to explore as well; couple of buildings for tractors and
other equipment, an attachment to the barn where the milk was stored, and
a big corn crib.
The corn crib was my second favorite place to play. The whole corn was
stored in two bins on each side and in the middle was a ladder leading
into the ceiling over where I could jump down into a big bin full of
shelled corn. It was more fun than the plastic balls at Chuckee Cheeze!
Out in the pasture was an old chicken coop. There hadn’t been chickens
in it for years and in past summers we had turned it into our private
clubhouse. Our favorite place to fool around was the hay loft in the main
barn. Depending on the time of year it had varying amounts of hay in it
and at this time of year it was pretty full after the summer baling. We
would climb up a thick hay rope and then drop down into the loose hay
piled below. My grandfather caught us one time and about had a heart
attack but we that didn't stop us from doing it when he wasn't around.
Today was a perfect hot August day so we were both wearing as little as
possible to try and keep cool. Unfortunately there weren’t any boys
around as they would have enjoyed seeing us in nothing but our short
cutoffs and tiny bikini tops that left little to the imagination. This
far into summer our tans were at their peak and Kristi’s blonde hair was
bleached out to where it was almost white.
As she ran ahead of me to the barn, I couldn't help but notice that she’d
grown up a lot since this time last year. She was still more petite than
other girls her age which made most people guess her to be a year or two
younger than she really was. Her cutoffs seemed to get shorter every year
and her cute little bottom was more than just peeking out from them as
she ran. Kristi’s boobs barely needed a training bra – if she wore one,
but when she wore a bikini top as small as the one she was wearing today,
what little she had was displayed at its best. I noticed that as she was
running her nipples would peek out over the edges until she adjusted the
bikini top back over them. There was only the two of us so she didn’t
seem to be as concerned about being seen and so by the time we arrived at
the barn doors it got to where she was almost falling out of her bikini
top. As we stood there panting, trying to catch our breath, she reached
down and pulled the top back up over them as if nothing had happened.
My outfit wasn't much different except my shorts were cut a bit higher
than hers to where there was barely enough material in the crotch to keep
them from being a skirt but that was about it. When I sat down the
material would pull up into my pussy like a string thong and rub against
my clit which made it feel like I was masturbating. On top I had what my
father called “Kelly’s slut bikini” top on. Normally I only wore it at
home when I sunbathed on the deck but out here on the farm it seemed
pretty harmless. It was really nothing more than a couple of triangles
to cover my nipples with strings attached to hold it in place – and not
very well at that. Since I didn’t have much yet in the way of boobs
myself, it wasn't all THAT risqué. Although my dad had joked about me
looking like a slut in it, I also noticed that he never told me not to
wear it! I suppose it doesn’t come as a surprise that my grandparents
weren’t impressed with it and before we left the house today I heard my
grandmother questioning my mom about it.
“Honestly Mary,” she huffed, not knowing I was listening from the next
room, “I can't believe you let your child go out looking like a street
hooker.”
“Oh Alice, lighten up, times have changed and all the girls dress like
this now. Besides, who’s going to see her way out here anyway?”
My grandma just huffed. “Well, if she was MY daughter she would be
wearing something decent, no matter where she was. Good gracious, she
may as well be wearing nothing!”
I’m sure this went on for a while but I didn't hand around to hear the
conclusion. It seemed all of my relatives on my dad’s side of the family
were up-tight except my dad. I figured he must have just rebelled and
thus ended up being as open as he was about sex. Of course, my mom and
her sister probably had some influence on him as well! I knew he dated
them both in high school and even today they seemed closer than most
brother and sister in-laws. My mom and her sister had grown up quite
differently from my dad. My maternal grandparents were a lot more fun
and not nearly as rigid as my father’s stern German parents. My
grandfather had died of a heart attack before I got to know him very
well. The one thing I did know was that my mom’s mother never hassled
her about what Kristi and I wore; and she lived in a town where people
could see us rather than out on an isolated farm.
As much as the debate went on about how we were being raised, to be
honest I was actually a bit surprised that my parents let us get away
with wearing these outfits. Even I knew that we were pushing the line a
bit and as I went to leave I turned and bumped into my dad. He took a
good hard look at me and I half expected him to tell me to change into
something else. His reaction was anything but what I expected.
“Hey girl, looking pretty hot these days!” he said with a playful wolf
whistle mixed in.
He turned away but not before his eyes ran up and down me a few times
more. I couldn't help but feel really slutty which in turn made me feel
good inside. If my own dad was turned on by my outfit I could just
imagine what the boys would be thinking when they saw me! My mother’s
came out then, apparently having reached a truce with her mother-in-law.
She gave me another once-over and just shook her head in resignation.
“Quite an outfit, hun. I hope you appreciate what I do for you! By the
way, I hope you remember to shave if you plan on wearing that in public
anytime soon, looks like you’ve been lazy lately.”
I rolled my eyes in my best “Oh mom!” way. I huffed a bit and sat down
in a kitchen chair, spreading my legs apart for her to see. The shorts
almost disappeared as they pulled tight into my pussy and then I saw she
was right, there were a few short pussy hairs sticking out. I was not
yet shaving totally then – another year before that. I did try to keep
it trimmed up and shaved so there was no pubic hair poking out. My mom
just huffed and waved me off.
“Well, go on and get out of here; no sense in worrying about it out here.
Oh, and be sure to cross your legs in public when you wear shorts like
those! I don't want any mothers calling me to complain that my daughter’s
flashing her boy!”
Chapter 2 – The Barn
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I finally made it through what was starting to seem like a gauntlet and
joined Kristi. As I mentioned, we ran to the barn with Kristi in the
lead. After we arrived and had caught our breath it was Kristi’s turn to
speak.
“Did you see the look on grandma’s face when we walked by? I felt like
the Church Lady was glaring at us!”
I giggled as I recalled her in my mind. “Yea, I once overheard mom and
her arguing about my clothes but at least she doesn’t say anything to
us.”
Kristi had a naughty grin on her face. “By the way, did you catch the
wink grandpa gave your dad?”
My mouth and eyes widened. “No way, cool! Wow, guess he’s not so stuffy
after all.”
We both laughed at the idea of our stern old grandpa sneaking a peek at
his young granddaughters. Wow, Grandma would have killed him if she
knew! We eventually got to the barn and checked it out. There was still
the same old wooden ladder that led to the hayloft. The steps were worn
and smooth and I remember when we were younger how scared I would get
climbing up them. They once seemed so high and the steps so far apart but
now it was just a quick hop up them to get to the hay loft. Kristi walked
over to the steps and put one foot on the bottom rung.
“Want to see what’s up in the ol’ hay loft cuz?”
Without waiting for a response she was climbing up the ladder ahead of
me. I followed her and when I looked up I had an incredible view of her
tight little ass. I smiled slightly as I thought about how many boys
would kill to have this view! Like me, Kristi disdained panties and also
like me, her hygiene had gotten a bit sloppy lately and I could see some
fuzzy brown hair poking out from the crotch of her shorts. I knew from
seeing her getting dressed and in our hot tub that Kristi was not a
“true” blonde; her pussy hair was a light brown color that seemed to be
getting darker as it filled in. Actually, the last time I saw her naked
was a few hours earlier when we got up and shared the bathroom.
Nudity was not something we were ashamed of in my household although my
mom had always warned us to be more discreet at our grandparent’s house.
I remembered noting that Kristi’s pubic hair was filling in more all the
time. It was still more fuzzy than hairy at this point but definitely
had filled some over the past few months. As I stretched for each rung I
could feel my own shorts pulling in tight which caused them to rub up
against my clit, feeling like someone was fondling me as I climbed. From
the looks of it Kristi’s shorts were doing the same to her and I could
imagine how she was feeling.
Kristi was still a virgin and while I’ been telling her all about my own
sexual experiences, we hadn’t done anything more than just talk and joke
about sex. Even so, I knew she masturbated regularly from the talks we
had although we had not done it together. As for me, I had sex for the
first time when I was fourteen and since then had been with a number of
boys but I’d never been with a girl a sexual way.
While the thought of a lesbian experience had crossed my mind, it was
more of an academic exercise than a sexual fantasy. My girlfriends and I
were always having sleepovers where typically we wore next to nothing
while we talked about boys and what we wanted to do with them. It wasn't
unusual for the conversation to get pretty naughty which often led to us
masturbating together. We never did anything sexual with each other like
actually touching or kissing each other.
The closest I had ever come was with my first boyfriend’s sister. One
time at a sleepover at their house her brother fucked me in the basement
(we were having sex regularly so it wasn't anything new). I kept part of
his load in my mouth and upon returning to her room, when she teased me
in front of the others about what I had been doing with her brother I
kissed her with his cum still in my mouth. The look on her face was
priceless when she realized what it was. Unknown to the other girls, I
knew she had the hots for her brother and although she had pretended to
be disgusted, she actually was thrilled to taste his cum. That kiss was
the closest I had been to a lesbian experience although if she and her
brother hadn’t moved when they did I think we could have gotten closer –
a LOT closer.
Maybe part of why I was looking at Kristi’s pussy in more than an
academic way was that it had been at least a few days since I’d been
fucked by my boyfriend and I was more than just a little bit horny.
Seeing Kristi's tight little ass, her perky small breasts, her thin
tanned legs and now with her pussy with its short brown fuzzy hair
practically in full view, I found myself getting aroused to the point my
own pussy was getting wet and my nipples started to harden and poke
through my bikini top. I’d never felt this way looking at a girl before,
especially my cousin, and it was sort of unsettling as much as it was
anything else. At the top of the ladder I just shook my head clear of
whatever thoughts had been building up and tried to bring myself back to
reality. In the hayloft we found a large wool blanket in the corner
that we spread out on a pile of loose hay and the two of us laid next to
each other on it on our sides facing each other. Once again I noticed
that Kristi’s boobs were about to fall out of her bikini top but this
time she either didn't notice or didn't care. Kristi giggled. “So why do
you think there’s blanket up here Kelly?”
I looked around and thought for a second. “I wouldn’t be surprised if the
hired hand brings his girlfriends up here once in a while. Have you seen
him? You’ve got to admit, he IS pretty hunky and I sincerely doubt he’s a
virgin!”
Kristi laughed. “Well, it sure is comfortable enough here for THAT.”
“Why Kristi,” I teased her, “Now what would you know about such things?
You’re still a virgin!”
Kristi pretended to pout. “I’ll have you know that I’m not a virgin
anymore. For your information Miss ‘I’ve had sex and you haven’t’, I
did it with one of my boyfriends just a few days ago.”
I didn't have to act shocked - I was! Sure, I’d done for the first time
when I was fourteen but I always considered me to have been pretty young.
Now here she had done it a full year earlier than me! I WAS shocked by a
different feeling entirely, the feeling I was getting between my legs
thinking about how she must have looked when she did it for the first
time.
“Wow Kristi, like when were you going to tell me about it or what?”
Kristi smiled a sexy grin and launched in a detailed description of how
her boyfriend had fucked her in her own bed for the first time. The sexy
part was that I knew Kristi and her mom had been sleeping together since
the divorce, so when she said she was fucked for the first time in her
own bed, that also meant in her mother’s bed as well! As she went on,
leaving no detail out, I found myself picturing her in bed with her
boyfriend, offering herself to a boy in that special way a girl can only
do once in her life. I thought back to my first time and the mixture of
lust and fear that I felt as I watched him hold his cock and guide it
towards my waiting pussy.
As Kristi described him penetrating her, violating her virginity. I
recalled the moment when my hymen was torn along with the sharp pain that
accompanied it. I had reacting instinctively by trying to push him away
to stop him from hurting me anymore. The immense pleasure that I was
feeling soon overwhelmed any thoughts of wanting him out of me and I
pushed my hips up towards him, trying to draw him in me even further.
As I listened to Kristi describing how it felt to have a cock filling her
virgin cunt for the very first time, I realized I had been subconsciously
thrusting my own pussy forward as I tried to draw in an imaginary cock.
I could tell the thought of recalling it was arousing her as well. As
she whispered to me how he finally entered her completely, the base of
his cock pressed up tightly against her crotch, her hand drifted down and
over so as to be between her legs. I looked down at her crotch so she
would know I could see what she was doing and she quickly pulled her hand
up and her face flushed. I took her hand and moved it back between her
legs saying, “Don’t worry Kristi, I do it all the time. My parents don't
mind me seeing them do it and you shouldn’t be ashamed to do it in front
of me either. Besides, my friends and I do it together at sleepovers and
parties and we are closer than I am to them.”
I paused for a few seconds to let that sink in before going on. Her hand
stayed between her thighs but wasn't moving. I could tell she needed a
bit if encouragement so I asked, “Would it help if I did myself as the
same time?”
Her eyes widened at my suggestion and then a coy smile appeared. A
sudden urge came over me and I leaned over to give her a kiss on her
lips. Nothing earth shaking, but definitely more than what first cousins
would normally share. At first she seemed uncertain but then she
responded back and our kiss become more passionate. She was obviously
wanting this too because before I knew it her lips parted and her tongue
was exploring my mouth. We leaned back again, each of us quiet as we
tried to take in the enormity of what we had just done. I mean, I had
just kissed my favorite cousin like I would my boyfriend! Even more than
that, I realized that I liked it and my pussy was responding! I bit my
lip and looked at her in the eyes.
“Damn Kristi, are you as horny as I am?”
She just laughed but I knew she was feeling the same throbbing sensations
between her legs that I was. “Well, after that what did you think?”
I sat up and faced her. “I want you to do what you were starting to do
earlier. Show me how you liked to pleasure yourself. Think of me as
your mirror. I’ll do whatever you do.”
She gave me a long sly look and then asked, “Hmmmmmm, does that mean
ANYTHING I do?”
Something told me that she was even hornier than me so “anything” could
be pretty broad. Even so, I just grinned and told her, “ Why not just
try and see for yourself?”
“Well, you asked for it!”
Kristi then gave me a long hard look and sat up, unsnapped her cutoffs
and in one swift motion pulled them down and off. Without any
hesitation, I did the same after which she took off her bikini top, which
really wasn't hiding anything anyway. Once again I followed her lead
which left the two of us totally nude except for our shoes. Kristi sat
down on the blanket, crossed her legs Indian style and then leaned back
on one hand with her other hand between her smooth thighs. She closed
her eyes and started to run her fingers lightly through the short fuzzy
hair that covered her little pussy. Her index finger began to work its
way inside her lips, reaching further down to get wet and then spreading
her wetness up to her clit. She worked her finger up and down this way,
getting herself wetter and wetter each time. Once she was nice and
slippery her finger started to concentrate more on her clit and her mouth
opened slightly as a low moan escaped.
All the while she was playing with herself. I mimicked her every
movement. Between seeing my little cousin playing with herself and my
own feelings of lust that were aroused from touching myself, I was in
heaven! Even so, in the back of my mind I couldn't get over that I was
doing this with Kristi. We had shared so much together growing up,
sleeping together, teasing boys, and so forth but we had never taken our
friendship to this sort of sexual behavior. I watched her as she played
with her hot little pussy, rubbing herself faster. I did the same and I
could feel the beginnings of what was sure to be an incredible orgasm
starting to fill me.
“Oh god,” I whispered huskily, “I can’t believe I’m doing this with my
cousin!”
Kristi didn't respond and even seemed to have forgotten I was there as
she uncrossed her legs and laid on her back, spreading her legs wide to
open her pussy more. Lifting her tiny hips in the air as if to offer
herself to an imaginary lover, she took her other hand and began to
massage her breasts and squeeze her nipples. She had two fingers inside
of herself now, stroking them in and out as her hips began to thrust up
and down in time with her hand. I still was having a hard time believing
this was happening, two cousins lying next to each other masturbating
together!
Fortunately the barn was far from the house because neither of was able
to stay quiet for much longer. We were moaning and gasping, fucking
ourselves as we each dreamed of a hard cock inside of us, throbbing and
growing until finally it burst and a hot flash in my pussy told me his
sperm was spewing into my swollen cunt. I started to cum as I imagined
him ramming himself into me, banging me like a whore as he shot load
after load of his seed into me. I cried out as my whole body felt like
it was bursting into flame, every inch of me burning with passion and
desire. My hips rose up high and I thrust my fingers into me, holding
them there like as if there was a cock pressing into me as the last load
of cum was pumped into me.
As I wound down and tried to capture my breath, I realized that Kristi
was cumming. I’d never seen her have an orgasm before and so I turned my
head to watch. My fingers played with my swollen and supersensitive clit
as I saw her writhing on the floor with her eyes closed and both hands
between her legs. God she looked incredibly sexy; this little thirteen
year old was bringing herself to a climax like an old pro! Her hips
bounced up and down as she fucked herself with one hand and played with
her clit with the other. I was so turned on, seeing my own cousin
consumed with lust as she moaned and cried out with pleasure while her
orgasm overwhelmed her.
I couldn’t keep quite as I watched her. I was about ready to cum again
as I whispered to her, “Oh god Kristi, cum harder! Cum harder for me!”
She didn't say anything but I know she heard me as she crammed her
fingers deeper into her cunt, moaning even louder. “Oh yea, fuck me
harder, fuck me more!”
I imagined her boyfriend on top of her, his hard young cock drilling her
tight pussy as she begged him to fuck her harder. I came again, even
harder this time as I listened to her ranting on about how she loved to
be fucked and wanted to be fucked so badly. Well, if there was one thing
I was certain of, I knew she would have no problems having that wish
fulfilled! There would be guys lined up at her doorstep once the word got
out that she was there for the taking. Really, who could resist fucking
such a tender young thing, so sexy yet so childish?
We must have masturbated together for over an hour. Sometimes we would
just lie there slowly stroking ourselves and catching our breath and then
going at it madly again until we brought ourselves to one climax after
another. Finally we both just lay next to each other, exhausted and
sweating. Our heads turned toward one another and she smiled at me, a
tired yet hungry look on her face.
“Oh God that felt so good!” she gasped, “Did you have as good a time as I
did?”
Words could not have expressed my feelings at that moment so in response
I reached over, put my arms around her and kissed her again. This time
we held it longer than the first one. Her arms wrapped themselves around
me as well as we held each other tightly, neither of us wanting to end
this moment. I felt her naked and sweating body against me, her small
breasts against mine, and our nipples touching. I tried to imagine her
boyfriend being with her like this as he got up the nerve to fuck her for
the first time. His hard cock must have been pressing against her tight
stomach, rubbing his hard head against her as he lusted for it to be in
her. Then I thought of him doing me instead, the feel of his young
teenage cock entering my swollen pussy, filling me and then cumming deep
inside of me.
Kristi felt much different though than any of the boys I had slept with,
so much softer and sexier. I had never felt a girl against me like this
before and I wondered for a moment what would happen if I started to
fondle her? From the way she was pressing hard into me I knew she would
let me if I did. Wow, now I knew what it felt like to be a boy trying to
get to second base with a girl! For whatever reason I just couldn’t take
that next step though. She was my cousin after all and I just wasn't
ready for such a thing so finally we parted and the magic of the moment
quickly melted away. Even so I couldn't wait until I got home and saw my
boyfriend – he was going to wonder what happened to me at my grandparents
when I attacked him!
Chapter 3 - Back at the House
=============================
Eventually we got dressed and headed back to the farm house. My mom was
in the kitchen with my grandma as we passed through. She looked at me a
bit strangely and for a moment I felt like she was looking straight into
my soul and somehow knew everything that we had been doing.
“Are you OK Kelly? You both are a bit flushed – you didn't get too hot
out there did you? You know you need to be careful not to get sunstroke!”
I wasn't about to tell my mom just how “hot” we had gotten when my
grandma was standing right behind her. We just said we had been in the
hay loft which was technically true. My mom gave me an odd look and I
knew that when we got home she would be expecting the “real” story” My
mom loved to hear about my sexual exploits and I think she lived
vicariously through me. Well, wait until she heard this one! I wondered
what she would say when I told her about my secret desires to have sex
with Kristi?
Kristi and I played similar games together for years after that. We
kissed and hugged but never actually touched each other in a direct
sexual way until a few more summers went by but that is another story.
In the meantime we just enjoyed our erotic times together, masturbating
while we told each other about the boys we had been with and how it felt
when they fucked us or when we sucked their cocks.
Mmmmmmm, I love my cousin!
THE END