Episode 3

Nataniel walked along the edge of the water. He enjoyed the feeling of the wet sand on his toes. Quite a number of people were in the water and he saw some others surfing on the waves. One particular one caught his attention. What first caught his attention was her fiery-red hair. The girl surfed expertly. She seemed to be the best among them all. Her surf gear molded her body, showing off her curves perfectly. He stopped for a moment to watch her glide expertly on the waves, laughing as the guys with her struggled to keep up with her movements.
Nataniel walked towards a beach kiosk to buy a drink. There were a number of people standing nearby and he waited for the salesperson to show up. He turned his attention back to the waves and the girl surfing.
“Nataniel?” he heard a voice say his name. Turning abruptly, he was surprised and delighted to see his cousin at the counter.
“Leah?” he replied in amazement.
Leah screamed in delight and ran around the counter and flung herself around his neck. Nataniel’s arms went around her and hugged her fiercely. A couple of people stared at them smiling.
“What are you doing here?” Leah asked. She looked at him again and gave him another hug. Leah was Nataniel’s favorite cousin. They grew up together when they were kids and attended the same school years before. She was fiercely protective of him back in junior high and protected him against all the older kids who usually bullied him for his lunch money. There was even a day she broke one boy’s nose and bloodied another’s lip for locking him in his locker. This was more than five years ago before he and his family moved away to another part of the country.
Nataniel looked his cousin over. She had lost some of the chubby fat she had as a kid and now looked much more beautiful, more feminine. The one-piece swimsuit she had on fitted her curvy frame perfectly.
“My, you’ve certainly changed since the last time I saw you.” He exclaimed.
“You too!! You’re now so tall and…handsome.” She replied, giving him a light punch on his shoulder.
“How have you been?” he asked. He led her to one of the tables and they sat down.
“Well, I’ve been well, since you decided to dump and abandon me all those years ago” she replied, feigning hurt.
“C’mon Leah, you know I wouldn’t dump my favorite cuz.”
“So why did you leave me behind? You didn’t even call.”
“I’m sorry Leah. You know how it was.”
“Yeah, you’re right.” It was a well-kept secret what happened between them. Both of them knew they’d had a crush on each other when they were kids. Leah was the first girl ever he kissed. It was awkward for him since she was his cousin, but Leah, just beginning to develop into a woman, wanted to explore. He thought back to that night. They were both walking back from a friend’s party she had dragged him to. She was fourteen then, he a few months older. Legally, they were not allowed to drink, but someone had secretly dumped some liquor into the fruit punch, and everyone became wild and tipsy. Luckily for Nataniel, he had caught onto the prank in time before he had even had a sip, but Leah wasn’t so lucky. She downed quite a number of cups and was as tipsy as a kite. The party became wild with drunk high school kids yelling and dancing all over the place, the music loud and booming.
Ignoring her drunken protests, he managed to drag her away from the insanity around 9pm. She flung her arm across his shoulder as he half-carried-half-dragged her home. Just as they rounded the corner, Leah had pushed him into a dark alley and against a dumpster. She pounced on him surprisingly, mashing her lips against his.
“Leah, what are you doing?” he tried to push her away.
“Please Nate, I’ve always loved you. I want you.”
“You’re drunk.” He replied.
“Please Nate.” She tried to force his lips on his again but she persisted.
“No Leah. You’re my cousin. It’s weird.”
“I don’t care. I just want you.”
Leah grabbed one of his hands and placed it on her b0s0m. Back then they had surprisingly began to grow and were at that point the size of large oranges.
“sq££ze it.” She demanded. Nataniel felt his fingers close around the b0s0m and found it surprisingly soft.
“Do you like it?” she asked.
“Y…yes…it feels…nice and soft” he stammered. He began to feel his young cöck stir. Leah pulled up her sweater and pulled her polka-dot bra up, exposing her pale white oranges with the pink tips. She grabbed his hands again and placed them on her breásts. Nataniel mechanically began to fondle and sq££ze them. Her mouth covered his and he allowed her to stick her tongue into his mouth, sU-Cking sloppily on his lips. Her own hands went down to his growing bulge and gripped it. Nataniel jumped.
“Leah, I don’t think we should do this…honestly.” He begged.
“Shhh…just relax.” She went down on her knees and unzipped his jeans, pulling out his rock-hard cöck.
“I’ve always wondered what the fuss was about tasting a guy’s cöck. Now I can find out.”
“Wait Leah…” Nataniel protested, but he couldn’t do anything to prevent her from wrapping her lips around his shaft. He felt bad his cousin was giving him his first ever blow job, but he couldn’t do anything to stop the sudden tingles going through his body. Leah sU-Cked and slurped, bobbed her head back and forth over his turgid shaft, and within minutes he grunted and shot his young seed into her mouth. Leah winced and closed her eyes. She clamped her mouth tight around his pulsing rod as he emptied his balls into her mouth. Afterwards she pulled away, her cheeks bulging, before she forced herself to swallow the strange tasting fluid.
“Mmm, yummy” she said, smacking her lips. She stood up and kissed him again. Nataniel could taste the salty-sweet remnants of his cüm on her lips. He pulled away, feeling somewhat guilty he enjoyed it.
“Leah, we shouldn’t have done this.” He said.
“Don’t worry, no one has to know, except you want to tell anyone.”
“No, definitely not. Who do I want to tell?”
They adjusted their clothes and walked the rest of the distance to her house in silence.


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