Emily's Naughty Cousins

by Derren Grathy

  Emily plopped onto the bed, and shut off like a light. Warm nights always had a weird effect on the girl though. Within an hour of closing her eyes she started having all sorts of strange dreams.

  In a particular one she was in the school's pool, trying her best to win a race that no one else was competing in. But no matter how fast she swam, Jennifer and Nathan had already beaten her to the end, laughing and teasing one another as Emily struggled to keep up.

  But the strangest dream she had set her in her own house’s living room. They hadn't seen her yet, the couple embracing on the opposite side by the fireplace. They were making out. Passionately. Emily watched as they pawed along one another and stripped the clothes from each other's backs.

  Emily couldn't believe it! In moments the two were naked, the gentle glow of the fireplace playing across their light skin. But as much as she knew she should, Emily couldn't look away. She leaned closer, unable to take her eyes off of them as they fondled and caressed one another. Only when they finally noticed her did she recognize the sultry pair.

  "Look who it is, sis..." Nathan said, squeezing his sister's ass.

  "Mmm, don't you look sexy tonight..." Jennifer stroked her hand along her brother's chest. Emily looked down at herself, and realized she was naked too. Jennifer smiled that strange crooked smile, and reached out her hand towards her.

  "Are you ready to join us, cousin?" She said, releasing a long moan as Nathan’s hand disappeared between her legs. “We’ve been wanting to fuck you for so long!”

  Emily startled awake. Sweat beaded off her forehead, and she threw off the heavy covers.

  "Stupid heat..." she mumbled, turning on the nightstand light and squinting in the brightness. She knew better than to wrap herself up in all those downy sheets in such balmy spring weather, but it felt so good at the time. Groggy and exhausted, the girl's heart nonetheless thumped in her ears. The naughty dream's eerie images still danced in her mind.

  She swallowed, throat dry as the sandy beach. She sighed and got up, trying to remember where the water was. Downstairs. She got to the door and the top of the stairs without incident, but once on the ground floor she heard something.

  Voices. There were faint voices coming from the ground floor bedroom. Were Nathan and Jennifer still awake? Emily got a glass and began to fill it, but the tinkling water couldn't hide the weirdest sounds. A kind of dull thumping or rocking, matching some increasing tempo.

  "Maybe they left on some movie or something," Emily wondered, since there was a little cry stifled by the door, and the thumping stopped. The voices continued a moment later, sounding breathy, so it had to be some kind of exciting show going on in there. Cold water ran over Emily's fingers as she over poured, and she jumped back to reality.

  "Crap!" She said, and felt along the countertop for napkins. The voices stopped dead. "They must have heard me," she thought, and sure enough the door slowly opened as Jennifer emerged.

  "Hey cousin, what're you doing out here?" she said. She didn't sound tired at all - quite wired in fact.

  "Just getting some water. I had the weirdest dream..."

  "Oh? What was it?" Jennifer sauntered over to the kitchen.

  "Um, nothing I guess. Just..." Then, as Jennifer opened the fridge to get some of her own water, Emily paused. "What are you wearing?"

  "This?" Jennifer tugged on her oversized top. "Oh, this is just a shirt I really like."

  "Isn't that Nathan's?" Emily looked at it. The tribal-pattern designs were unmistakable. He had been wearing it just before bed.

  "Well, yeah. I stole it from him," Jennifer giggled as she filled up her glass. Emily stared. Her cousin had a strange look to her - relaxed and stealing glances back at the dark bedroom, standing sort of hip-cocked and rocking side to side like she was marching in place. If Emily didn't know better, she would had said her cousin just had a really nice session with her boyfriend. But that wasn't possible.

  "Emily, you're spilling again."

  "Oh!" Emily righted her glass again and threw a fistful of napkins onto her latest spillage. But she couldn't stop looking back at her cousin. Now Jennifer’s head was bowed, not for looking at the floor but to smell the shirt she was wearing. Nathan's shirt.

  "You know how comfortable boy shorts are. Well, boy shirts are comfortable too you know," Jennifer said, shutting the refrigerator and considering her clumsy cousin. "You can tell me about your dream tomorrow if you remember it, alright? I'm a bit worn out right now..."

  "Seems like it," Emily lied. Jennifer’s weird little smile that appeared didn't help dispel the odd feeling in the pit of her stomach. Emily’s cousin walked off towards the bedroom again, her wide hips swaying beneath the hem of her brother's shirt.

  "Goodnight, Emily. I'm already looking forward to tomorrow."

  "M-me too," Emily said, gripping her glass in both hands now. Her attention was focused on something else. In the dark her cousin couldn't see how Emily's jaw fell open.

  Jennifer wasn't wearing anything underneath her brother’s shirt.

  ---

  "Ahhh! The beach at last! God that feels great," Jennifer proclaimed, stretching out in the sun's full rays next to Nathan. "You ready in there, Emily?"

  "Maybe..." The girl replied.

  "Emily, we've talked about this,” Jennifer began, “All the girls wear bikini's here, so there's nothing to be bashful about. You're on the swim team for god's sake!"

  "Yeah, well, but they're all one-pieces... I've got a spare. I'll go get-"

  "No!" Jennifer planted her knuckles on her hips, "Get your cute bikini-butt out here right now or I'll send Nathan in to carry you out!"

  “I will too,” Nathan warned, “I like cute bikini-butts.”

  "Okay, okay! I'm coming out..." Emily moaned and fretted, but there was no use. The bay doors creaked open and Emily stepped out. Her cousins gawked.

  "Hey! No looking at me like that," Emily twisted up like a vine trying to climb itself.

  "Wow Emily," Nathan said, "You look amazing in that! No need to hide it."

  "Really?" Emily began to relax a bit. Nathan nodded, enthusiastic as his eyes followed along the flower print swimsuit and her midsection.

  "Yeah. You'll be putting the rest of these beach-goers to shame along with Jennifer. Right, sis?" He patted his sister's shoulder, and she shut her hanging mouth like a nutcracker.

  "Yes, totally!" She exclaimed. She almost squealed in delight. "Emily, you're so pretty in that - I can't stand it!" She rushed over and took hold of Emily’s hands, pulling them away from the curling orange and yellow flowers that made up her swimsuit. The sleek material didn't cling to her features so much as enhance them, and the rings holding the little triangles together glimmered in the morning sun. "It's not so bad, is it?"

  "I... I guess not." Emily muttered.

  "See? Being sexy feels good sometimes, huh?" Jennifer smirked. Her own leopard-print bikini competed with Emily's on that scale, its strings tied in adorable bows that accentuated the flares of her hips and spine. Nathan stood by with just a simple pair of swim trunks on, but his bare chest and midsection showed the hard-lined definition that comes with years of strain and exercise.

  "You look great, Emily," Nathan assured her. "If anyone makes you feel bad, I'll take care of them."

  "Oh look, you've got Nathan all protective!" Jennifer laughed and began pulling on Emily's wrists. "Same here, so come on! You can't keep your bodyguards waiting."

  "Okay..." Emily shuffled out onto the warm sand and down the beach. They escorted her along the shoreline, and soon enough Emily began to forget about her state of dress as the beach awed her. By the time they arrived at their little umbrella-shaded camp, Emily regained her spirit of adventure.

  All that morning they trio frolicked across the shoreline. First they ran down to the water where Nathan tossed the girls into the foamy ocean, the warm swim firing up every fiber of Emily's body. After catching some waves they dried off and joined some beachside games. Emily's pride
swelled as she beat out Jennifer in volleyball, to the point that the older cousin tackled her into the sand laughing instead of going after the ball. When they tired of games they basked in the sun, and on the surface the whole affair just seemed like good family fun.

  But beneath that veneer, Emily got the sense that something was off. Not wrong or anything, just... strange. As usual Nathan and Jennifer were inseparable the whole time. Though they included Emily in everything, they romped about with more than just sibling affections for each other.

  Nathan scooped his sister up into his arms all the time - in the water, on the beach, even while sunbathing. Jennifer never put up a real struggle, and sometimes when she stopped flicking sand at him or wriggling in his grasp they would look at each other. Like, looking, as if they were both thinking of something only they knew and shared. And when they played with the other people they always lied and introduced themselves as boyfriend and girlfriend and wove all kinds of silly stories of their romantic exploits in their mischievous fibs. Their manner convinced everyone but Emily.

  Emily tried to not let her suspicions grow any further, but that was difficult when the three of them plopped down onto their beach towels for a bit of sunbathing. Jennifer and Nathan helped Emily in applying her sunscreen, but the two of them did more than help each other. Jennifer slowly worked the lotion into her brother's chest, doting in more than careful circles while Nathan returned the favor on Jennifer's belly. Emily's stomach sort of fluttered at the sight of their slow, methodical, almost seductive ministrations.

  "Knock it off," Emily told herself, "Nathan and Jennifer aren't like that... They can't be."

  But the niggling thought kept coming back again and again at all these small, almost imperceptible hints. Finally, as Emily lay prone and stretched out on a blanket, Jennifer sighed and sat up.

  "Phew, you can't get a day much better than this," Jennifer said, stretching her arms high above her head. Emily nodded.

  "It hardly ever gets this nice back at home. The waves sound so relaxing..." Emily glanced over at her other cousin as he lounged on his back. In his dark sunglasses and hardly moving, he could have been fast asleep. Jennifer had other plans though.

  "Speaking of back at home, I think I forgot something back at the house. I should go get it real quick."

  "Forget your bikini with the pockets?" Emily smiled, and Jennifer laughed.

  "Maybe. Not much here to hold anything with," she patted her string ensemble and tilted her head towards her brother. "This big guy needs to help me with finding it though. Isn't that right, brother?"

  "Mmph," was his only reply. Jennifer threw her towel over his face, and he startled awake like a netted fish.

  "He's such a lazy guy, so I just have to put him to work," Jennifer shot a look at her brother, and he seemed to snap wide awake. Both grinned like naughty schoolchildren.

  "I should come along too then," Emily began to get up, but Jennifer's hand caught her shoulder.

  "No no! You just lay and relax here. You've been so busy kicking my ass at volleyball and swimming that you deserve a little break. We'll be back in a few minutes."

  "How long is 'a few minutes' exactly?"

  "I'm thinking about five minutes," she glanced at Nathan who scowled slightly. "Okay, make that about a dozen or two."

  "Okay then..." Emily sank back down onto the beach towel, those weird thoughts rushing back at full force. What were they going to get? What secret were they hiding between those knowing smiles? "Just hurry back, alright?"

  "We'll be back before you know it," Jennifer sprang to her feet and joined Nathan. Like clockwork his arm wrapped around his sister's bare waist. A decidedly potent sway graced Jennifer's hips as they wandered off. Something had them both excited as they trotted down the beach and out of sight.

  Emily had enough. Getting up, she brushed the sand off herself and looked around. Their heads bobbed way in the distance, disappearing over a little sand dune. The house wasn’t that way.

  "Where are they going?" Emily wondered aloud, and began off after them.

  The trek took her well beyond the house and the milling groups of the beach. A small landslide from decades ago bisected the beach, and for a moment Emily thought she had lost them - until she heard Jennifer's unmistakable giggle drift over the pile of boulders. Careful not to disturb them and quiet on her bare feet, Emily scaled the small wall and hid at the top.

  Below, in a secret little cove only they seemed to know about, Jennifer and Nathan stood face to face. Kissing.

  Emily stifled her gasp, shock nearly knocking her off the rocks. Immediately her whole body went numb at the sight. They were kissing, her cousins, and not as a brother or sister ever should! When they parted Emily didn't have to strain to hear their private conversation.

  "Mmmm," Jennifer hummed, "I can tell you've been waiting all day for that."

  "Yeah, I have been," Nathan said, burying his face in Jennifer's neck. She willingly looked skyward, giving him full access. Her lips curled in cattish delight.

  "Do you think Emily was suspicious of us?"

  "Why would she be?" Nathan's words muffled against his sister's porcelain skin, "She probably thinks we're back at the house, getting things..."

  "Maybe doing things we shouldn't. She caught me yesterday you know," Jennifer raked her fingernails down Nathan's muscled back, and he visibly tensed and looked at her.

  "She did? In my shirt?"

  "Yeah. No pants either," Jennifer's eyes narrowed, amused. "I told her it was more comfortable, that's all."

  "Jeez sis," Nathan's voice hushed to a whisper, "She might find out about us!"

  "I know. Isn't that naughty?" Jennifer caught Nathan's lips with her own, momentarily knocking the boy out of his train of thought. It only came back when she released him for a lusty breath.

  "If she finds out..." Nathan started.

  "Then she'll learn just how bad we really are," Jennifer drawled, her crooked smile forcing something similar out of Nathan. "Remember how bad your sister is with you, brother?"

  "I could use reminding," Nathan breathed and held his sister's ass firmly in his grasp. Jennifer traced her fingertips down his chest and abs, and without breaking their gaze reached into his swim trunks.

  "How's this for a reminder?" She asked, tugging on his hidden manhood. It was Nathan's turn to groan.

  "You have to remember your big, bad brother too you know," Nathan replied, sending his hand down Jennifer's tight bikini bottoms and stroked along his sister's slit. Their familial hands worked beneath each other's clothes, and they cut off each other's moans with another hungry kiss.

  The shirt. All that closeness. Those little looks. All of it made sense now. Emily watched in total shock as her beloved cousins made out like the teenagers they were, touching each other where a brother and sister should never should. She could barely keep hold of the rock to steady herself, yet there was no way she could look away.

  Jennifer mewled and shrank a bit as Nathan's big palm worked along her sex, and Nathan groaned while Jennifer's dainty fingers jerked his cock to life. Just moments of that treatment became too much for the both of them, and Nathan broke the kiss.

  "It's my turn," he said, but Jennifer shook her head.

  "No, you got it last night. It's my turn today," Jennifer huffed.

  "But I -"

  "You'll get it tonight," Jennifer's eyes flashed up at Nathan, who couldn't hide his eager smile. He shrugged, trying to play it off as disappointment.

  "Fine. But you better to a good job, sis."

  "Mmmm, when have I not done a perfectly. Good. Job?" Jennifer sank to her knees, kisses along his abs punctuating her sultry statement. By the time her knees hit the sand, her brother's swim trunks were fully tented. She shucked them from his hips and released his turgid manhood.

  Emily's knuckles went white from gripping her mouth. The girl had never seen a penis before, and there was no difficulty in seeing Nathan's even from her far-away perch. Jennifer gra
bbed it in both her hands and cooed, looking up at her brother.

  "I think you've been getting bigger," Jennifer said. Nathan chuckled and looked around.

  "Well, maybe... I think it's just you is all."

  "Mmm, are you saying your sister makes your dick hard and big? Such a charmer," Jennifer's tinkling giggle devolved into a lewd hum when she took his length into her mouth. Her hands glided back over his abs and thighs, scratching her long nails across as she took in inch after inch of Nathan’s cock. The man hissed low and gripped his fingers tight around her shoulders.

  Emily stared as Jennifer gave her brother a blowjob. A tsunami of feelings flooded through her. Confusion, shock, and a deep sense of dirtiness overwhelmed the inexperienced virgin. This must have been what her ex-boyfriends wanted her to do when they asked for blowjobs, something that Emily never thought a good girl should do.

  And yet Jennifer bobbed back and forth, gasping for breath after almost choking herself on her brother's girth. The unmistakable smile on her lips whenever she pulled back and jerked his saliva-slimy length between her hands seared into Emily's memory. Nathan would pet her hair and pull her back onto his member whenever she looked up at him. And never did Jennifer's eyes burn brighter than when her brother reined her in like that.

  A new feeling gripped Emily amid the torrential whirlpool of emotions. She let go of the rock and felt along her breasts. They were tingling, her nipples hardening till they strained against the fabric. She felt along her stomach, her insides seizing up and fluttering, but not in a painful way. In fact, when her fingers brushed between her legs, Emily found herself getting wet down there.

  "Oh fuck, Nathan..." Jennifer's groan wafted up to the pallid girl atop the rocks. "I'm getting so wet for you right now. You’re sister is such a slut for you…"

  "I know you are," Nathan said, his voice so much more gruff than normal. "You're a hot little sister for your brother, aren't you?"