Horny Cousins

‘Oh my god,’ I thought as my cousin bent down in front of me to pet my cat laying on the floor, ‘If only her bra was a little bit more loose, I would be able to see her nipples.’
Now, at 17, my cousin Helen was turning into quite a hottie, even though she was a little bit overweight. With shiny blond hair, ice blue eyes, and perfect skin, she could almost pass for a model. She was often the imagined figure behind my jack off sessions, especially that time when we were both 11 and i dared her to do jumping jacks in front of me completely naked, then she dared me to do the same thing.
‘And tonight,’ I thought, ‘Will be the night I make another advance.’
Seeing as how we were both alone in my house after deciding last minute NOT to go with our parents to see ‘Les Miserables’, I figured this would be the perfect time.
So, as she bent over in front of me, her loose shirt and semi loose bra hanging down to offer me a perfect view of her tits if not her nipples, i casually asked, “So how’s the boy situation going?”
She looked up at me as if i were stupid rather suddenly, and i had to quickly tear my eyes off her dangling tits so she wouldn’t notice. “Sean, I go to an all girl school, how do you THINK it is?”
“Haha, i nearly forgot that you go to the sluttiest all girl school in California,” I teased.
She gave me a ‘Fuck you’ look and i thought to myself, ‘Sure, just get undressed and lay on my bed.’
Finally, she tired of petting the cat and stood up, then sat down on my bed right next to me. With a pillow top mattress, large pillows, and a satin comforter, my bed was really the pace to try to fuck my cousin. “So, you’ve never had a boyfriend then?”
“Nope,” she said, reddening slightly from embarrassment.
“What!” I said, pretending as if this were news to me. “Really? But you’re hot!”
She blushed even more. “Well, thanks, but you’re the only guy to ever have said that.”
“Hm,” I said, and reached up to tug on my goatee/mustache thing. “So you’ve never even done anything with a guy?”
“No, I’ve never done anything with anybody.”
“Are you SUUURE?” i said teasingly. “You DO go to Archer after all, aren’t all of the girls there lesbo or something?”
She smacked me on the arm, kinda hard. “I’m NOT a lesbo!”
I laid back on my bed, laughing hard. That was an old joke between us, at least for a few years, ever since we had started high school. “So..,” I said, not sure how to pursue my fantasy.
She looked over at me, staring into my eyes.