Incest Day 01: Kissing Cousins

I feared Alec would gloat. Or worse, try and escalate things. But he did neither. He licked my pussy juices from his lips and returned to his towel. For a second I thought that would be the end of it, but then he turned to me and smiled.

"Can you give me a hand?" he asked. I didn't understand what he meant until I noticed the bottle of sunscreen in his hand.

"No," I said. At least that was what I should have said. But, as much as I regretted what had transpired, I felt indebted to my cousin for the intensity of my climax. That didn't meant I would bring him to climax, but coating his frame in sunscreen was the least I could do. Hopefully that was all he would ask of me.

"All right," I agreed as I took the bottle from him. I squirted some of the creamy substance into my palm and began applying it to my relative's back. I then moved on to his chest. Then his arms, before finally moving on to his legs. I had to struggle to keep from looking at his cock. It's not that I wasn't curious, it's just that I was afraid I wouldn't be able to contain myself if I actually took the time to study it. So I focused on my job and pulled away when all but his cock had been rubbed with sunscreen.

I prayed that would be the end of it. It wasn't.

"You forgot a spot," said Alec. I noticed he was pointing to something. I realized too late what it was.

Alec's cock was massive. Not to mention erect. So much blood flowed through it that large veins popped out all along it. Not to mention the reddish hue. I had never seen such an imposing member. Then again, it's not like I was a slut. I had been intimate with only two men in my life. And one of them was the man whose cock I now stared at.

I took a while, but I finally realized what I was doing. I tore my gaze from my relative's member as blood rushed to my cheeks.

"You can do it yourself," I said, referring to Alec's last comment.

"I could," admitted the handsome man, "but where's the fun in that?"

I wanted to retort, but I had no idea how to respond to such a comment.

"I applied sunscreen to your entire body," he reminded me. "It's only right you do the same for me."

It made sense. At least logically speaking. But when you take into account what had unfolded between us, it would be unwise to comply. But I also knew how stubborn Alec could be. He wouldn't give up until he had his way. The simplest outcome was to give the man what he wanted and hope it would suffice.

I hesitated for a second, then squirted some sunscreen into my palm and began applying it to my cousin's member. The shaft throbbed between my fingers. I felt a shiver run up my spine, but I ignored it. I focused on my task and pulled away as soon as every inch of his member was coated in sunscreen. At least that was the plan.

"I made you come," said Alec before I could release his shaft. "It's only fair that you repay the favor. Don't you agree?"

I didn't, but I knew better than to admit it. Not because I was afraid of Alec's reaction, but because deep down I knew he was right. I owed him. But how far was I willing to go to repay that debt? Would I apply sunscreen to his naked frame? I already had. Would I also coat his erect member? Once again, that was already done. Would I suck his cock? It took a few seconds, but I eventually came up with an answer. No.

"You don't have to suck it," explained my cousin as he gestured to his erect shaft. "You can just stroke it."

Dammit! Why did he have to say that? Now I had to figure out whether or not a handjob was also out of the question. It was similar to the blowjob I had only just decided was too explicit for me to perform, yet it was barely more perverse than applying sunscreen to my relative's shaft. Now I had to decide exactly where to draw the line. I pondered the pros and cons for a while before finally making up my mind.

"All right," I finally agreed.

I expected Alec to beam with pride and anticipation, but he just stood there, impassive. I couldn't tell if that was a good or a bad thing. Instead of worrying, I tore my gaze away from his face and let it drop to his shaft. It seemed even bigger than before. But maybe that was simply because my fingers, which still encircled the member, had stopped moving. They now stood there, motionless. I hesitated for a second longer, then brought them back to life.

The fingers slid down the length of the cock. They halted for a second when they reached the bottom, then retraced their steps until they had reached the head. Without bothering to stroke it, they once again travelled the length of the pole. This process was repeated over and over again until I finally grew to accept the fact that I was giving my cousin a handjob. Once the initial fear was gone, I was able to focus on the task at hand and ignore my doubts and reservations. I focused on giving Alec the best handjob of his entire life. I told myself I did it so he would climax more quickly and thus put an end to my misery, but deep down I knew that was a lie. Yet I didn't understand why until halfway through the handjob.

"Oh my god!" I suddenly gasped. I managed to cover up the outburst by coughing, but that was merely an excuse. The truth was far more disturbing. As impossible as it seemed, arousal had returned to my body. And not just a few drops. It now coursed through my veins, threatening to completely overpower my brain. And I couldn't let that happen. But the longer I stroked my cousin's shaft, the harder it got for me to deny my arousal. By the time Alec finally reached the point of no return, I was seriously considering wrapping my lips around the tip of his shaft.

"I'm gonna come," he warned. One look at my lover's now convulsing shaft told me he was right. It also helped distract me from my arousal. What it didn't do was prepare me for the cumstorm that was heading my way. As I believe I've mentioned before, I am not exactly an expert when it comes to sex. As such, I was completely unprepared when Alec's hot semen spewed from his shaft. All I had time to do was close my eyes. My mouth remained wide open. It was thus no real surprise when the semen flew past my lips and landed right on my tongue. My taste buds were assaulted by the saltiness of the liquid. I instinctively expulsed the cum from my mouth and sealed my lips, but the damage had already been done. The taste of semen stayed with me for the remainder of Alec's orgasm. Speaking of his orgasm, squirt after squirt were now gushing from his trembling shaft. And since my mouth was now closed, there was only one place for it to do.

The hot nectar splashed onto my face as I continued stroking my lover's shaft. I'm not quite sure why I didn't alter its course, but I didn't. Every last squirt ended up making contact with my skin. Most of it was on my face, but a few squirts had found their way to my chest. Alec's final squirt was among them. It flew from his spear and splashed onto my breasts. Moments later the cock went limp. Assuming my job was done, I released it and went about wiping the semen from my face. By the time I regained my sight, Alec was back on his towel. He lay on his back, his flaccid cock hanging between his thighs. I expected such a sigh to fill me with relief, but all I felt was disappointment. For a reason I had yet to understand, bringing my cousin to climax had turned me on beyond repair. Unfortunately, Alec was in no state to aid me with this. Not that I would ever do such a thing. At least that's what I told myself, but deep down I knew that was a lie. I would have gladly accepted my handsome cousin's aid. But it was never offered.

I had a choice to make. I could either admit how turned on I was and ask for my cousin's help. Or I could ignore the arousal that filled me and hope it went away. Given how incredibly perverse the last few minutes had been, I chose to take the less incestuous of the two routes.

I stretched out across my towel and enjoyed the caress of the sun. It took a while, but the arousal gradually began to fade. Every so often I would glance at my cousin and the arousal would come rushing back, but it no longer overpowered me. At least not until nearly an hour later.

Alec and I had not spoken since his climax. The last hour had been spent enjoying the caress of the sun on our naked bodies. Some of the arousal that had infused me as a result of my cousin's orgasm still remained, but it was no longer all I could think about. But then I felt something brush against my stomach and the arousal came rushing back.

I opened my eyes to find Alec lying down atop me.

"What are you doing?" I asked, but the tip of his erect cock pressing to the mouth of my pussy was answer enough. He just lay atop me, smiling as his rock-hard member gently grinded against my labia.

I was conflicted. Part of me was desperate to feel Alec's member sliding into me. But at the same time I knew how wrong it was. Yet that didn't chase away the arousal the filled me. It coursed through my veins, threatening to take control. But I fought it. That is until my cousin's lips made contact with mine.

I was ready to deal with incestuous penetration, but the kiss took me completely by surprise. I remained frozen in shock as Alec's tongue slithered past my lips. It wasn't until his tongue began exploring my mouth that I finally reacted. I had planned on prying the sex-hungry man away from me. Instead I ended up giving in to my arousal and kissing him back.

I'm not sure how long the kiss lasted, but it must have been quite a while, because my jaw muscles were beginning to ache by the time Alec's lips fell from mine. I lay there for a few seconds, stunned. Then the grinding of my cousin's cock against my labia resumed and I realized what was about to happen. Mutual masturbation was one thing, but there was no way I was ready for incestuous intercourse.

"Stop," I said. Only it wasn't a request. It was an order.

Alec had always been polite and thoughtful of other people's feelings. But the man that lay atop me only cared about himself.

"No," he said.

I didn't know how to react.

"Excuse me?" I finally said.

"I said 'no'," he repeated.

I was at a loss for words. Alec wasn't.

"Don't you remember why we're here?" he asked.

I tried to understand what he was referring to, but nothing came to mind. I shook my head.

"The birthday game," said Alec.

I didn't immediately understand what he was referring to. Then the pieces of the puzzle started falling into place. Within a few seconds, it made perfect sense.

"Oh my god!" I gasped as I realized everything that had unfolded thus far was part of the game. The day at the beach. The naked sunbathing. The sunscreen. The pussy licking. The blowjob. And now sex.

I wanted to resist, but I knew it was useless. The rules of the game were clear. Rule 1: You must do everything your assigned relative asks of you. No questions asked! Rule 2: Once the game begins, it must be completed. It cannot be stopped! I was trapped. All I could do was play along and try and obey the third rule—Try and have fun. It's your birthday after all!

Alec gave me a few seconds to wrap my head around everything before forcing himself into me.

"Fuck!" I moaned as his rock-hard member slid into me. I hated to admit it, but I was soaking wet. My cousin's shaft easily glided into me. It travelled deeper and deeper until every last inch of it was inside me. I had never been this full. Nor this confused.

I didn't know how to feel. Part of me was terrified. Not only was I having sex with a relative, but I was doing so on a public beach. Not to mention the fact that I was my eighteenth birthday. But no matter how many reasons I came up with to put an end to this perverse encounter, I couldn't bring myself to speak the words. Perhaps I was afraid of hurting Alec's feelings. Or maybe I was afraid of what would happen if I broke the rules of the birthday game. But deep down I knew the real reason was far more perverse. I actually enjoyed having sex with my cousin. It was wrong in more ways than I could count, yet it was true.

"Fuck me," I said. I still wasn't convinced I was doing the right thing, but I was tired of fighting. This would happen, whether I wanted it or not. So why not enjoy it? My cousin was handsome. Not to mention quite well endowed. I had no doubt I was about to enjoy the best sex of my life.

If Alec was surprised by my sudden boldness he didn't show it. He just pressed his lips to mine and slipped his tongue into my mouth. But that was only part of what he did. He gently pulled out of me until only the tip of his shaft was within me. He then forced every last inch back into me. He did this over and over as his tongue skillfully danced around my mouth. I didn't know what to focus on. His tongue or his cock? In the end I chose neither. I instead focused on the effect his lovemaking was having on me.

Arousal flowed through my veins, making my blood boil. An overpowering heat enveloped me. It felt like my entire body was on fire. Yet at the same time I had never been so wet. Not to mention tingly. Perhaps it was the fact that I was having sex with my cousin. Or maybe it was the knowledge that we could get caught at any moment. Or the excitement of finally understanding what the birthday game truly was. Or all of those things combined. The point is I had never been this turned on before.

"Faster," I begged after mere seconds. Alec seemed a little surprised by my eagerness, but said nothing. He simply planted his arms on either side of me and used his new leverage to increase the speed of his thrusts. Moans toppled from my lips as my handsome relative made love to me like I had never been made love to before.

Time lost all meaning. I vaguely recall a gradual escalation, but I cannot be certain of how long it took. I only know that Alec's member eventually moved with such zeal that telling when it was in and when it was out became impossible. Not that it really mattered.

My moans filled the air, once again covering the sound of the waves crashing on the beach. I'm surprised no one heard me. Or maybe they did and they simply ignored my blissful laments. It didn't really matter. Only my cousin and I mattered. I squirmed and moaned as Alec made animalistic, yet passionate, love to me. His cock felt incredible inside me. I had never been this happy.

I don't know how long it took, but I eventually climaxed. One moment I was moaning as Alec grinded against me. The next I was coming harder than I ever had before. I'm not new to squirting, but never before had cum spewed from my slit with such intensity. Within seconds my thighs were slick with sticky nectar. So was my stomach.

My body shook and trembled as a hurricane of arousal tore through me. It ravaged every inch of my frame, leaving me broken and desperate for a ceasefire. Yet at the same time I never wanted it to stop. I had never been this happy in my entire life, and I would have given anything for it to last forever. But, like all good things, it eventually came to an end. Come to think of it, that was probably a good thing, because I was exhausted beyond repair. A few more seconds of intense climaxing and I would have passed out.

I'm not sure how long it took me to recover. Probably an hour. Or maybe it was only a few minutes. The point is I was still exhausted by the time Alec's lips made contact with mine.

The kiss was short, but meaningful. With those few tongue strokes, he conveyed the deep sense of love and respect he had for me. But then his tongue retreated and it was all over. I lay there for a few more seconds before allowing my eyes to flutter open. I was still short on breath, but most of my strength has now returned. I glanced around to find Alec jogging toward the lake. I was tempted to follow him, but I was still a little too weak, so I settled for watching his muscles flex as he rushed toward the water. My eyes remained on him until he vanished completely beneath the waves.

Alec remained beneath the surface for a few seconds, then emerged. He let the waves wash away the cum and sweat that clung to his body as he enjoyed the refreshing coolness of the water. He looked so content that I could not resist the urge to join him.

We spend the next few minute relaxing in the water. We eventually waded back to shore, but the joy caused by our submersion remained with us. In fact, it persisted throughout the remainder of the day. I kept expecting Alec to make a pass at me, but he never did. Apparently the sexual portion of the birthday game was complete. We spent the rest of the day enjoying the beach. We hung out with our toes in the sand and caught each other up on our lives. We took a walk along the beach. We enjoyed the tasty picnic Alec had stashed nearby. We were eventually forced to adorn our swimwear once again, but I didn't mind. In fact, it helped convince me the sexual portion of our day at the beach was indeed over. From that moment on I was fully relaxed. And I remained in that blissful state for the remainder of the day.

The last thing Alec and I did was watch the sun set. Seeing the sky painted with beautiful shades of red, yellow and orange turned out to be the perfect way to end the day. Once the last few rays of sunlight faded, Alec took my hand and led me back to the pier. I was rather sad when his kiss goodbye was a mere peck on the lips, but I knew it was for the best. What we had shared was a one-time thing. It could never happen again. I actually shed a tear as I watched him walk away. But the sorrow in my heart evaporated as soon as I got home.

"Did you have fun?" That was the first thing my parents asked me. I had been so busy enjoying my first day as an adult that I had forgotten all about the birthday game. But now that my parents asked about my day, I found myself wondering if they knew what Alec and I had done. Was the birthday game always sexual in nature or had Alec taken advantage of the situation to get what he wanted? But as distressing as such a possibility was, it paled in comparison to the notion that the birthday game wasn't over. The rules had been clear. The game was to last four days. The first day was over. Three remained. Would all of them revolve around sex? If so, who would my next lover be? Only time would tell.

To be continued...