Incest/Taboo The Lancaster Twins

"I think that's enough for today," Tommy remarked. "It's too hot to play any longer."

"Another excuse," she quipped, smiling at him. "That's okay. I'm used to it. You're so scared of me beating you."

"I'm doing you a favor by taking it easy on you and not insisting on embarrassing you further!"

She crawled over to him and kissed his lips. "You're all salty," she smiled.

"Yeah, I gotta have a shower. Right now," he said as he stood.

"Me first!" she yelled as she jumped up and ran toward the house.

"I called it," he laughed as he shoved her aside and ran into the house. He quickly ran up the steps with Katie on his heels.

He ran into his room and grabbed some underwear and shorts and then ran into the bathroom. Katie was already in there and was turning the shower on.

"Sorry, Cousin. Possession is nine-tenths of the law. Is that how that goes?" she smiled.

"I called it. Is nothing sacred to you, Katie? When someone calls it, you're morally obligated to let them have it," he explained as he leaned over and kissed her lips.

"No. I got here first and I'm going to shower first," she insisted, grabbing the hem of her sweat-soaked jersey, as if she were going to remove it.

"First one to get their clothes off gets first shower," he teased.

"That wouldn't be fair. I've got a lot more clothes on than you!"

"Okay, then take your top off and then we'll start," he grinned.

"Oh you don't want to dare me to do something, Tommy Boy!" she teased.

"I double DOG dare you, Katie!"

Before he could even get the words out of his mouth, she had skimmed her sweat-soaked jersey over her head. She had a sports bra on, but her cleavage still peeked out over the top. Her stomach was flat and her abs were well defined. The sports bra was, in no way, sexy or revealing, but it was still shocking to Tommy that his cousin had peeled her jersey off in his presence. And she looked great. She was sexy - of that there was no doubt. She was tall and slender and had curves in just the right places. His eyes noticed how tiny her waist was and how her figure was a perfect hourglass.

"Well?" she challenged.

"Well, you've technically still got a top on," he smiled.

"I've known guys like you," she teased. "You do anything to get a girl's top off."

"Does that mean I win? I get the shower first?" he smirked.

"Only if you get your clothes off before me!" she said.

"I see what you're doing, Lolly Pop..." he laughed.

"Lolly Pop?" she laughed. "That's a new one. I kinda like it, though," she smiled as she stepped toward him and pecked his lips. "I'm standing right here until you leave or take your shower," she smiled. "Try me."

"Are you sure?" he asked. "I don't want any of this stuff of you running to your Daddy and telling him that I flashed you."

"You think you have to worry about that?" she asked with no trace of a smile. "You think I would kiss you every chance I get and tell you I love you and then go tell on you? Really?"

"You win," he said, but took her face in his hands. "I love you, Katie," he said as tears came into his eyes. "I've never felt this way in my life. What are we doing?"

She put her arms around him and held him close to her. Her loins were buzzing with lust for him, but the emotion she had for him was even more overwhelming than her physical desire. "You know I feel the same way, Tommy. We're okay. Aren't we?" she gasped as a tear rolled down her cheek.

He brought his face around so he could kiss her. He kissed her sweet lips as tenderly as he could and she reciprocated. "Katie," he gasped. "I cannot get enough of you."

She pushed him away, her eyes filled with tears. "Get in your room and let me take my shower, Tommy Boy! We're too sweaty and tired to be talking about this."

After both cousins had showered and had lunch, they went up to Katie's room to listen to music. Katie liked to listen to her music that her grandfather had left there as well as the CD's that her father had collected from the time he was a boy. Tommy shared her love for the oldies and for classic alternative music.

"Want to hear my favorite all time song?" she asked.

"Absolutely. What it is it?"

She selected a Cranberries CD from her collection. "It's called 'Linger'," she told him. "It may or may not reflect how I am feeling right now." She tuned the stereo to the song. She lay down and closed her eyes. "Just lay back and listen, Tommy. This song always moves me."

They began listening. Tommy lay back and closed his eyes. Katie found his hand and they lay there with their hands clasped between them as the music and lyrics washed over them.

But I'm in so deep

You know I'm such a fool for you

You've got me wrapped around your finger...

The lilting voice of the female lead singer mesmerized Katie, even after she had heard the song dozens of times.

Tommy opened his eyes and looked over at Katie, whose eyes were full of tears.

"Tommy, I'm so scared. Hold me, please?" she whispered.

She moved over and allowed him to wrap his arms around her as she lay half on top of him, with her leg thrown over his body.

"What are you scared of, Lolly-Pop?" he whispered. "Of how you feel?"

She sniffled. "Yes. Do you feel like I do?" She looked up at his handsome face, her eyes still glittering with tears.

"I think so. I've never felt like this before. I don't care anymore that you're my cousin," he whispered.

"I am scared that something will happen that we can't be together," she admitted. "I don't mean that we are, you know...but I don't even think about anyone but you, ever. Am I a sicko?"

"I haven't thought about anyone but you since that first day you kicked my ass in basketball," he smiled, rationalizing that the incestuous relationship with his mother didn't count. "I feel like I'm going crazy when you're not around. If you're a sicko, then so am I."

She got on her knees, then lay prone on top of him. She gazed into his eyes. "I love you," she whispered. She kissed him tenderly. His hand went to her bottom and she moaned. She could feel his erection and moved her hips to let him know that she was aware of it.

He moved one hand to the back of her head as he kept the other on her ass. He drew her to him and kissed her mouth. Her breath was coming in short little gasps. When she opened her mouth, he stuck his tongue inside and she sucked it, savoring the taste of his mouth.

When he began fucking his tongue into her mouth, she sucked his tongue, then grasped his face with both hands and stuck her tongue as deep inside his mouth as she could. He eagerly sucked her tongue while he moved her ass with his hand against his tumescent cock. She had to know, he thought. She couldn't possibly be that naïve.

Suddenly they heard the sound of a car coming up the driveway. They got up and, after making sure they were presentable, went downstairs.

Jackson was awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of thunder. His first thought was of Katie. He knew she would be scared. What should he do? She probably wouldn't come downstairs and get in bed with him like she usually did. They had talked at length about how they couldn't behave the same way they had before Jennifer and Tommy were around. He couldn't stand the thought of his little girl being scared, even though she was very much a woman now. This wasn't something she could help. She was truly terrified of storms. He decided that he should go upstairs and check on her.

Katie had awakened before her father. She tried to manage her phobia of storms, but with every lightning flash or rumble of thunder, she became more and more fearful. Her first instinct was to go downstairs to her father, but she was afraid that he might chastise her or, worse, call her a baby. She just needed someone to put their arms around her. She would be okay. Tommy. Did she dare? What would he think? Would he understand?

She got up and quietly went into the bathroom, turning the light on. The door to his room was closed. She clicked on the night light and turned the main bathroom light out, then turned the knob to his room. She discovered that it was not locked, so she slowly opened it.

She could see that her cousin was asleep. She could hear his breathing. He was laying on his side, facing the bathroom. She sat on the edge of his bed and lay her hand on his arm. "Tommy," she whispered. She was wearing a cotton nightie that came down a few inches above her knees. Underneath was nothing but panties.

"Katie, what is it?" he whispered, startled.

"I'm scared of thunder," she told him, her voice shaking. "Can I lay in the bed with you? Daddy lets me when it storms."

"Well. Sure." He lifted the sheet and she could see that he wore nothing but boxers. Despite her phobia of the storm, her heart raced at the sight of his near-naked body. He scooted over and she got in bed with him and turned toward the bathroom, laying on her side.

"We knew somebody that got killed in a tornado when I was little," she whispered. "I can't help it. I get scared every time there's a storm. I'm a big baby."

"All of us are scared of something, Katie," he whispered. "Don't be ashamed of it."

She reached back until she found his hand. "I need your arm around me. I promise I'm not trying any funny business." She pulled his arm toward her; he scooted toward her a bit to accommodate her, but was careful not to let his crotch touch her.

"That's better," she said, already feeling less shaky. She placed his hand on her tummy, through her nightie, as she normally did with her father. It was very comforting. After a few minutes, despite the fact that the thunder and lightning continued, she began to feel drowsy.

Tommy couldn't help but become aroused at the fact that his sexy cousin was in bed with him. Just holding her hand was enough to make his cock hard, but she had placed his hand on her stomach. Her nightie was very soft, but her abdomen was as hard as a rock. She was in perfect shape, he knew. She was undoubtedly the sexiest and prettiest girl he had ever known. He could hear her breathing slow down and wondered if she was actually going to sleep in the bed with him. It was okay with him, though. Very okay. He already knew that he loved her and he liked the thought of comforting her.

Jackson very quietly came up the stairs and into his daughter's room. The night-light from the bathroom showed that she was not in her bed. Soundlessly he walked to the bathroom and looked in. Not there either. He could look straight through the bathroom into Tommy's room, however, because she had left the door open. He could see that both Tommy and his lovely daughter were in bed together. They appeared to be asleep, but from his vantage point it looked like Tommy had his arm around her.

What? He had been afraid of something like this! Were they having sex? Already? Surely not? Had Katie told Tommy about her phobia of storms and asked him to hold her? Had Tommy taken his place? Fierce jealousy coursed through his body but, as always happened when he heard of anything that smacked of incest, his cock began to harden. He knew, as much as he hated the thought of his daughter with anyone else, that it would be a huge turn-on to watch her. He tried to put it out of his mind. What should he do? Should he confront them now? What good would that do? No, he would go back downstairs. He would talk to Katie when he had the chance.

The next morning, after breakfast, Katie informed them that she had to buy some school supplies and that she and Tommy were going into town. Jennifer and Jackson found themselves alone at the farm for the first time since Jennifer and Tommy had moved to the farm. They sat at the table, drinking coffee.

"What's wrong, Jackson?" Jennifer smiled. "Don't try to tell me 'nothing'."

"You're aware that Katie has a phobia of storms, right?" he asked.

"Yes. That hasn't gotten any better?"

"Well, not much. She usually comes and gets in the bed with me when it thunders," he sighed. "So last night I was worried about her. I decided to go make sure she was okay..."

"And?" Jennifer asked as she detected that her brother was distraught.

"She was in bed with Tommy," he told her. "I think they were asleep, but still..."

"Shit. I was a little afraid of this," Jennifer admitted. "You can tell they're quite taken with each other. We've got to stop this right now."

"Doesn't this remind you of anything, Jen? What can we do about it? Do you think that anything would have been different between us if we hadn't both had bedrooms upstairs?"

Jennifer started sobbing. "We can't let them do what we did, Jack!"

"So, what do you propose? They're young, healthy, very attractive kids. If they really want to fuck, they're going to fuck. I don't condone it, either. And maybe nothing is happening - we don't know that it is," he said evenly.

"Jack, I need to tell you something and I'm afraid you're going to be very upset with me," she sobbed as tears rolled down her face.

"What is it?" he asked, worriedly.

She reached across the table and grasped his hand. "He's your son, Jack," she sobbed. "I've thought a million times that I would tell you..."

He gasped and stood up, staring down at his sister. "What? Do you know that for a fact, or are you just guessing?" Jackson whispered.

"I just know," she whispered. "He's like you, Jack. He looks like you, he acts like you...there's nothing about him that reminds me of Neal. He was born 9 months after I married, and you know that we were together just days before. Neal has never been able to get me pregnant..."

"I've wondered," he said quietly, as he sat back down.

"You mean you suspected it?" she sobbed.

"Yes. From the very first. You were right for not telling me. I would have tried to be more a part of his life, and that would have been suspicious. I thought that, perhaps, he just took after the Lancasters a lot more than Neal's family." He managed a smile.

Jennifer got up and found a tissue to blow her nose, then sat back down. "You always forgive me no matter what I do, Jack. I've done some terrible things."

"So what do we do now?" he asked. "Do they need to know that they're half-siblings? Not just cousins? Do you think that might make them rethink? I mean, we really don't know if anything is really going on, anyway."

"Can you imagine telling them that we had sex?" she grimaced.

"I suppose not. Where does that leave us, then? What can we do? Suddenly separate them?"

"We can move out," she offered.

"That wouldn't do it. Not if they are that attracted to each other. My opinion is that we just do what Mom and Dad did with us. They just allowed it to continue, whether they liked it or not, once they found out."

"I wish that our parents had never found out, Jack. I wish that nothing had ever happened between us and them. I wish that it had always been just you and me with nobody ever knowing. It was just, I don't know, better..."

"I totally agree with that, Jen. What if we just turn a blind eye to whatever we see? I mean, there's no way we can prevent it, if it's going to happen. It will just make for an awkward situation if we talk to them about it. Right?"

"I guess you're right. I wish we had not moved out here - but only for that reason. I love being here. I don't want you to think that I don't."

"Thank you for telling me about our son," he smiled. "I know it's been difficult keeping that secret. It's safe with me."

"He's OURS, Jack," she smiled, tears again glistening in her eyes. "There's never been a child born whose parents loved each other more than we did - and still do."

Jack smiled, but tears burned his eyes, too.

Jackson and Katie drove into town to the grocery store the next day. He had told her, quietly, that he wanted to have a little time just to talk to her.

As they drove back, Jackson said, "So, Honey, did the thunder not wake you up the other night?"

"Yes. I got in bed with Tommy," she said, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"You what?"

"He put his arm around me and I put his hand on my tummy, like I used to do with you, before..." she smiled. "You know. He didn't do anything, if that's what you're worried about. He's a complete gentleman."

"Well, I know that you seem pretty close to him. I was a little worried, especially since you're cousins," he admitted.

Katie laughed out loud. "Daddy! After what WE do, you're going to worry about me doing something with my cousin? Come on!"

"I know. I know. Believe me, I know. But he's exponentially more horny that a guy my age. Cousin or not, you know what he's thinking. I'm not saying he would try anything..." he said.

"I'm on the pill. We could have sex. Why would that be more wrong than the other time I did it? Why would having sex with him be any more wrong than what I've done with you?" she challenged.

"I don't want you to get hurt. And I don't want you two to get involved in something that has no future. Do you get what I'm saying?"

"Daddy, I may as well tell you. I love him. I think he loves me. Whether it's wrong or not is not even a consideration. I don't care about social conventions. I'm a grown woman and if I want to have sex with my cousin, I will. I don't need you or anyone else telling me what I can do!" she said, angrily.

"No need to be angry, Katie. I can't tell you what you can or cannot do. I wish you wouldn't do this. I don't think it's a good idea. I won't condone it."

"So, suppose we do it, Daddy," she said, still miffed. "Are you going to make him move out, or throw me out, or disown me, or what? Are you going to be mad at me the rest of your life?"

"No, of course not. You have your own mind. We've done things that we should not have. I can't condemn you for anything you do. I hesitated to even bring this up, but we've been pretty open with each other in the past. I just want what's best for both of you."

"Well, we're not fucking, Daddy. Or making love. Whatever you want to call it. He may not even want to, and I'm not going to seduce him. It may not ever happen," she explained. "It's hard being that close to someone as good-looking and nice and smart and funny as he is, and not be attracted. Weren't you ever attracted to Aunt Jen? When you were teenagers? Did you never notice her or have curiosity about her?"

He sighed. "She was the prettiest girl I ever saw until you came along, Sweetie."

She giggled. "I bet you spied on her. Tried to see her naked. Maybe even tried to feel of her boobs! Daddy, are you blushing?"

"Let's get some ice cream, okay?" he asked.

Jackson and Jennifer both had to start back to teaching before Katie and Tommy began their college classes. Jennifer had her office completely set up in town. She went in an hour or so later than Jackson, but also worked later. She was often not home before 6 PM, while Jackson was usually home by 4:30.

The cousins had the farm to themselves for nearly 3 weeks. Tommy devoted several hours a day to his online technical support job and sometimes had to talk people through technical issues over the phone. He made sure, however, that he had several hours a day to spend with Katie. He could do most of his job at any time of the day or night.

"Have you ever been to the back of the farm?" Katie asked after they had done the breakfast dishes.

"You mean back there where that little creek comes through? A few times, but it's been a few years. Uncle Jack and Dad and I walked back there a few years ago, I remember. I don't remember my Dad doing a lot of things with me," he mused.

"I think we should have a picnic," she smiled.

"Capital idea, Miss!" he grinned, attempting a British accent. He and Katie had become avid watchers of Downton Abbey reruns.

"I shall have the staff prepare some sandwiches, henceforth!" she laughed.

"I don't remember them saying 'henceforth', Lolly Pop," he laughed.

She giggled. "I hope nobody else starts calling me that!"

Tommy was searching through the refrigerator. "Pimento cheese!" he exulted. "A couple of bananas, a few pimento cheese sandwiches, some potato chips...what else?"

"Dr. Pepper, of course," she said as she grabbed the bread. "I don't think we need anything else. We normally don't eat more than this for lunch, anyway. We could carry some Gatorade instead of Dr. Pepper, if you want. It's a scorcher, today."

The cousins were soon walking toward the back of the farm. Tommy carried the cooler and Katie had brought a blanket to spread the picnic on. She had also brought a couple of small pillows, thinking that a nap under a shade tree sounded pretty good.

To get to the creek, they had to follow a path through the woods and then climb a steep hill. It was hot and, even though both of them were in great shape, they were sweaty and breathless by the time they reached the top. From there they could see the farmland for several miles.

They found a couple of rock outcroppings and sat down for a few moments before going down the other side to the creek.

"Do you remember my mother?" Katie asked.

"Yes. Not well, but I do remember her. I knew when she was so sick. I never heard her complain."

"She was a wonderful person. I never saw her really unhappy," she mused. "She was sad that she was not going to be with me and Dad, but she was confident in her faith."

"My mom's a lot that way, too. I think that she's been pretty unhappy at times, though. This is good for her to be here. She knows that you and Uncle Jack love her. I think she's happy now."

"I don't think Daddy will ever marry again. He practically worshipped Mama. But then, he practically worships ME...is he crazy?" she laughed.

"You know what I think will happen?" he asked.

"What?"

"I think that he and my mother will just live with each other for the rest of their lives. I just get the feeling that they are that comfortable with each other. It's almost like they're married. I don't mean to sound weird..." he offered.

"No. I think you're right. They're always talking about this 'twin thing'. They kinda treat each other like married folks. You know? I've even seen Daddy kissing her forehead or cheek a lot. Just affection...nothing...you know. They just seem content. Isn't that what it's all about?"

"Well, they're both very attractive, but that is not as big a deal when you're in your forties," he opined.

"They may as well just share a bed," she said, then grinned.

"What? Are you serious?" he laughed.

"Well, not totally. But it's kind of a shame that they can't share that, too, you know? I mean I know it's weird, but still..."

"Lolly Pop, you are the funniest person I've ever been around. Let's head down to the creek for a while, then we can eat!" he suggested.

They found a large shade tree not far from the creek and left everything they had been carrying, then held hands and walked to the creek. The area was completely private. It was inaccessible without crossing the creek from the other side, climbing the hill, or fighting your way through an almost impenetrable thicket of cedar trees.

As they walked the edge of the creek they spied a large boulder in the creek. They took their shoes off and waded out to it, then sat on it, dangling their feet in the cool water.

"This is perfect," Katie said. "Can anything be better than this?"

Tommy smiled. "Well, if I had one of those sandwiches..."

Katie laughed. "I love you," she said as she stomped her foot in the water, splashing him.

Tommy slid down until he was standing in the creek. "You're paying for that, young miss!" he laughed as he grabbed her foot and pulled her toward him. He caught her and lowered her carefully until she was sitting in the creek.

Katie was laughing and splashing him as he pushed her down until her upper body was immersed in the water, except for her face.

"Tommy, you asshole! You know I will get you back!" she laughed.

He pulled her back up, and after noting that her clothes were clinging to her, revealing her black sports bra through her white tee-shirt, he pulled her to him and put his arms around her, hugging her close to him.

"I love you, Lolly Pop," he whispered in her ear.

"I love you too, but I will get you back," she giggled, trying to kick water on him.

After making sure she wouldn't fall, he released her. She immediately bent over and splashed water onto him and into his face. He turned his back and waded back to the boulder. She followed after him, both of them laughing.

"You butthole," she laughed. "My clothes are all wet. I'm throwing your sandwiches in the creek!"

They again sat on the boulder, but Katie kept trying to push him off. He was much bigger than her and much stronger, so she couldn't budge him.

"Do you think that my mother is watching me?" she asked. "I mean I hear people talking about old dear dead grandma looking down and being proud..."

"No, Katie. That's bullshit. If people are in Heaven, wouldn't they be unhappy to see what's going on down here? I know enough about the Bible to know that's not in there anywhere."

"I agree. I've asked Daddy the same thing and he says the same thing you did. I would hate for Mama to see what I do," she sighed.

"Katie, you're good. What do you mean?" he asked, wiping her wet hair out of her face.

"Tommy," she gasped. "I just can't say it right now."

"Say what, Katie? By the way, you're very pretty, even soaking wet," he smiled.

She swallowed and he saw tears in her eyes.

"Let's walk back over to the bank. We can eat whenever you're ready," he suggested.

They waded to the bank and carried their shoes to the shade tree where they had left their lunch. Tommy spread the blanket and tossed the pillows onto it, then lay down, laying his head on one of them.

"I'm all icky and wet. I don't want to get the blanket and pillow wet. Buttmunch!" she whined. She sat cross-legged on the blanket.

"You can't be angry with me, Lolly Pop," he smiled.

"Oh yeah? Why is that?"

"Because you love me, right?" he teased.

"It comes and goes," she muttered as she pulled her wet hair back and put it into a pony tail with a rubber band she had in her cut-off jeans-shorts.

"You've got good legs, Katie," he smiled as he stroked one of her long, tanned legs below her knee.

She grinned. "They've filled out in the last year or so. They do look better than they did when I was 5-9 and weighed 110 pounds."

"There's nothing about you that is not beautiful, Lolly Pop. I really mean that."

"You know what, Tommy? If anyone but you said that to me, I would feel embarrassed. I've never met anyone that I feel so comfortable with."

"And you believe it, don't you?" he asked.

"I totally believe that you think that, yes. And I love it! I love you, Tommy," she whispered as she lay down next to him.

"I wish you weren't my cousin," he whispered.

"Why?"

"Because you are forbidden," he smiled.

"Doesn't that make it more exciting?" she whispered as she leaned toward him and kissed his lips.

"Does it excite you, Lolly Pop?" he whispered between kisses.

"Yes, very much...I mean, I know that you would excite me anyway, but the fact that this is taboo really does excite me," she murmured, kissing him again.

"And what does 'excite' mean, exactly, Katie?"

She smiled and gazed into his eyes. "You know what it means." She shivered. "I'm cold! It's like 95 degrees. How can I be shivering?"

He laughed. "Well, your body temp is 98.6. Even if your clothes weren't wet, you would eventually feel cool if the temp is lower than your body temperature."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Nerdturd," she scoffed. "We didn't bring any kind of towel or anything for me to dry off, did we?" she asked as she crawled over and looked in the cooler.

Tommy sat up and pulled his tee shirt off. "Here, use this," he offered.

Katie grabbed the shirt and began to wipe her legs and arms off. "Um, look the other way. I've got to take these wet clothes off and get dry."

"Then what? You gonna put the wet clothes back on? You gonna stand behind a tree until your clothes dry?"

"You asshole. You did this on purpose to get me to take my clothes off!"

"I did not!" he laughed. "But...now that you mention it, you have 3 choices. You can take your clothes off, you can stay wet, or we can go back to the house. Let's vote!"

She stood up and wrestled her wet tee shirt off. "I hope you like the view," she said, sarcastically. "If you wanted me to take my clothes off, you coulda asked. You didn't have to throw me in the creek."

"One - yes, I like the view very much. Two - you wouldn't take your clothes off if I asked. Three - that was never in my mind. I wasn't thinking."

"Can you please look the other way, please?" she asked. "I just don't want you watching me. I'm not comfortable. Okay?"

"Sure," he answered and rolled over so that he was facing away from her.

Katie took the rest of her clothes off, dried herself as best she could with his shirt, and lay her wet clothes out in the sun. She put his shirt on and was glad to see that it was large enough to come down halfway to her knees. She sat down next to Tommy, then lay behind him and, putting her arm around him, snuggled up to his back.

"Get dried off?" he asked.

"Yes, and your shirt swallows me, so it's kinda perfect," she said as she pressed her face against his back. "I love you."

He took her hand and held it. "This is nice, huh?"

"Turn over so we can kiss," she whispered.

He turned toward her. A surge of lust ran through her body when she looked at his bare, muscular chest and flat abdomen, covered with a matt of sparse, very dark hair. He was gorgeous! His face was so handsome; his body was so perfect! Her heart was pounding!

They kissed, then he whispered, "So, we were talking about you being excited..."

"Hmm, I thought I had successfully changed the subject," she smiled.

They lay on their sides, facing each other. He reached a hand out and lay it on her hipbone. He knew she was naked under the tee shirt; his cock was raging, eager for sex with this young goddess.

"That was just an intermission," he said as he stroked her hip, then leaned to kiss her lips again.

"It doesn't excite you?" she teased.

"What, that you're forbidden?"

She nodded.

"Everything about you excites me, Lolly Pop. You haven't figured that out, yet?"

She smiled. "My heart is beating so fast, Tommy," she whispered.

"Because this is taboo?"

"That's just the spice. I love you, Tommy. I've never felt this way about anybody," she told him.

He drew her to him, kissing her deeply. His hand went to her bottom; he squeezed. His cock lurched. He could feel wetness seeping out of his cockhead. "You're going to let your cousin feel of your sweet little ass?" he whispered.

"Yes," she groaned. "I think I will probably let my sweet cousin do anything he wants."

He gazed into her eyes as he grasped the hem of the shirt and lifted it so that he could put his hand on her bare bottom.

She closed her eyes and gasped, then opened them. "Tommy, do you love me?"

"More than anyone, Katie," he whispered as he massaged her butt-cheeks, then tentatively reached underneath, between her legs.

She turned slightly and, pulling the shirt up almost to her waist, took his hand and placed it on her wet pussy. She kept eye contact with him as he felt of her wetness for the very first time.

"See what you do to me?" she gasped as he began to stroke her pussy from her opening up to her clit. He was so gentle. Her mind went to her father and how expert his manipulations were. She could already tell that Tommy wasn't that experienced, but he did know what he was doing.

Tears came into Tommy's eyes. "I love you, Katie," he whispered as they kissed, eagerly licking and sucking each other's tongues.

As they kissed, Katie reached down and began to feel of his cock through his basketball shorts. She ran her hand up and down, amazed at its apparent size.

"I didn't know you played baseball," she giggled. "You brought your Louisville Slugger?"

Tommy pushed his shorts and underwear down, revealing his mammoth phallus.

"Shit!" she gasped. "Tommy, I knew it was big, but good grief!" she smiled.

"I can't help it," he laughed.

"Oh I like it," she whispered. "But I don't see how..."

"Take the shirt off," he interrupted. "I want to see you," he gasped.

She sat up. "Take it off of me," she smiled.

He sat up and, taking the hem of the shirt, lifted it, revealing her perfectly formed, B-cup breasts to his lustful gaze, then over her head. Her nipples were stiff and looked to be about an inch long. They reached upward, straining toward him. She sat straight, as if modeling for him. She thrust her breasts out, as if offering them to him. He looked down her body at her long, tanned legs and her blonde, neatly trimmed pussy. Her clit was swollen and peeked out like a miniature cock.

"Wow!" he gasped. "What a body, Lolly Pop! You're so fucking hot!"

"Oh, am I?" she teased, giggling. "Fucking hot? How hot is THAT?" she teased.

"You're beautiful, Katie," he said as he stroked one of her nipples.

She closed her eyes. "That feels so good," she gasped. She lay down and moaned, "Tommy, please kiss them."

Tommy eagerly rolled toward her and began to tenderly kiss her breasts as she gasped and moaned. His cock protruded obscenely from his loins, the head dripping wet with pre-ejaculate. He began to gently suckle one of her nipples as he massaged her breast.

"Oh, Baby...Tommy. You have no idea how good that feels," she gasped. She reached and found his tumescent cock and began to smear his pre-cum around the head. "Tommy, I can't wait. I want to...make love."

Tommy stopped and looked into her face. He hadn't expected this at all. "Are you sure? We don't have to...we're cousins..."

"Yes, I want you. I love you..." she gasped. "Besides, I told you; that makes it even hotter."

Tommy sat up and began touching her pussy again as she gasped and watched his face. He placed a finger at her opening and tentatively began to insert a finger inside her. She was so very tight, but she was flowing with lubrication.

"That feels so good, Baby," she croaked. "Do anything you want to me. Anything," she gasped, insane with passion and lust. She could no longer reach his cock, but her eyes kept darting to it, loving how it looked. It was just like her father's, she mused. Almost exactly the same size, she thought. She wondered if he could really get it inside her.

Tommy tried pushing two fingers inside his cousin. He could tell that she was not a virgin, but she was so incredibly tight that he had to force his fingers deeper. He went slowly, withdrawing them to allow her to become more and more lubricated, deep inside. She was gasping and screwing her loins toward his hand. She was eager for it; that was obvious. He leaned forward and delicately licked her clit, causing her to moan and thrust her hips upward. He wondered if she had ever had anyone do that to her before.

"You like that, Lolly Pop?" he whispered.

"I like everything, Baby. I'm going to cum soon," she gasped. "I can't help it. It all feels so good."

He sawed his two fingers in and out of her sopping wet pussy, until he was satisfied that she couldn't possibly be any more lubricated, then he levered himself between her legs.

She reached down and grasped his cock, stroking the head. "Make love to me, Tommy," she gasped.

He held himself up with one hand while he held his cock in the other. He began to stroke the head up and down her cuntal furrow and then downward. He rubbed it on her opening, trying to get as much of her juices on it as possible. Then he pushed forward and began to insert himself inside his precious cousin.

"Slow, Baby," she gasped. "I've never done this but once. He was a little boy compared to you," she smiled.

"I don't want to hurt you, Katie," he whispered as he very slowly tried to ease his gigantic cock-head inside her. Her body was rejecting him. He pushed, and pushed harder, but she just wasn't big enough to accommodate him...then suddenly he felt the head slip inside her.

"Oh shit, stop!" she moaned. "You're so big! Just give me a minute. Take it out!"

Tommy quickly pulled back. He could hear a small suction sound as he pulled out.

She giggled. "I'm sorry," she smiled. "You're like a tree trunk!"

"I wish it didn't hurt, Lolly Pop," he whispered.

"It doesn't hurt. It's just really uncomfortable. Try it again."

He pushed again. This time it didn't take as much effort to get it to pop inside. She was so fucking tight! He needed to cum, but his concern for her had stifled his urge momentarily.

"Shit, Tommy," she smiled. "It's better this time. Just don't move for a minute," she gasped.

After a few seconds she nodded; he pushed forward and found that he didn't have to push very hard to slide deeper inside her. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened. Her legs were wide open and her feet dangled in the air.

As he slowly, very slowly, slid into her, he could see her swallow and her mouth move as if she were soundlessly telling him something. Her eyes were closed and her facial expression was ambiguous, somewhere between complete surrender and slight pain. She opened her eyes; her fabulous, crystal-blue eyes were so beautiful as she gazed into his own eyes that he was sure he couldn't hold back his orgasm. He gasped from the pure love he felt for this girl.

She reached and touched his stomach, indicating that he should stop pushing. "I think you hit the bottom," she gasped. "Oh, Tommy, can you believe what we're doing?" she whispered as her orgasm washed over her. She closed her eyes and moaned as her body shook. Her hips gyrated very slowly. She reached for his face, took it in her hands, and gazed into his eyes. "Ohhh Baby I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm CUMMING!!" she groaned.

He felt more emotional than he ever had during sex. Sex with his mother was sometimes emotional, but it was more animalistic and, even though he loved his mother so very much, his lust for her overwhelmed every other thought. He felt tears well in his eyes and a tear fell onto Katie's cheek as he felt a cramp between his nuts and his warm cum rushing down the length of his cock and begin to spew into his gorgeous cousin's welcoming body.

"Oh, Katie..." he gasped as the overwhelming pleasure gripped his body. He closed his eyes briefly, but then opened them again to look into her face. How could there be anyone as perfect as her? How could he possibly love anyone this much? Where did these emotions come from, things that he had never imagined feeling before? He felt as though a gallon of his seed was spurting into his cousin, but gradually it abated and, with a groan, he collapsed on top of her, gasping for breath.

She stroked his hair and kissed his ear as they both came down from their delicious love-making. After a moment or so, she whispered, "I hate to ask you this, but do you mind getting off of me so I can breathe?"

He pushed himself up and his deflating cock slipped out of her, followed by a great flow of his emission. He rolled off of her and lay on his back beside her, silently reflecting on what they had just done.

She turned on her side toward him and propped herself up on an elbow. She reached and stroked his stomach. "Best ever!" she smiled.

"Oh yeah?" he asked, his chest still rising and falling rapidly. He reached and stroked her face. "I love you, Lolly Pop."

"I wasn't kidding. I only had ever done it once. It was almost like Ra*e. He shoved it in, did his business, and that was that. I got nothing out of it."

"And this time?" he grinned.​