My Honey Cousin_

Honey cousin

It was that time of year.

My parents ran a restaurant in a very busy summer village. So they always sent me away to stay with my aunt and cousin in the country during these busiest months.

It used to be great fun and I loved those summer months. My cousin Amy was a real rascal. A wild girl with sandy blonde hair, always standing on end and always way too long for her. Her mom (aunt Lilly) often gave her a big fat braid in the mornings, but already by lunchtime it was just a big tangled ponytail at best. She was totally wild and always got us into exciting and crazy adventures. And since I was a couple of years younger than her I always followed along on her impulsive ideas.

It got us in trouble a few times. Got us scraped knees and bruises also. Climbing fences and jumping off outhouse roofs etc.

And I loved aunt Lilly too! She was the epiphany of a wholesome country mother! Always had her light brown hair in a large loose knot with strands of hair forever needing to be blown from her face with her classic side blow she’d learned to master over the years.

She had huge breasts and was very curvy and it was a great feeling to be hugged by her, and she was generous with hugs. Partly because me and Amy often came in crying because we hurt ourselves on some fence or stubbed our toes on a rock or something.

I particularly remember one time, when I was very much younger and had scrubbed my knee or something and aunt Lilly sat me in her lap and tried to console me to quench my crying. But I just cried and cried. Suddenly I felt her nipple in my mouth and she pressed my head to her ample breast!

My crying stopped and all I could muster was a muffled surprise. As I recall, moments later I felt a squirt of very sweet milk! By pure reflex I swallowed and that mouth movement gave just the right suction to send me another squirt of her milk!

It was a bit weird but so soothing. I don’t remember how long this continued but I fell asleep there in her lap latched onto auntie’s breast.

It never happened again and we never talked about it. I just kept it in the back of my mind, as a nice, comforting memory.

But this summer I wasn’t as keen to go stay with Amy and Lilly over the summer. Last summer I was there, several years ago, Amy was different. I guess she had grown or something. Apart from the obvious – her boobs growing and getting curvier hips and legs and such – she was very stand-offish towards me. She tried, a little, to be fun and welcoming… but it was clear that I was not of interest and mostly just in the way.

One time I ran into the bathroom and, by mistake, surprised her in there half naked. She got really aggressive and yelled me out of there at some volume.

So the greater part of summer was spent watching TV and hanging around aunt Lilly. She of course did her best to make me have a good time, playing cards or making me snacks. But I felt kind of alone all summer while my cousin Amy just was ‘out’ or up in her room all day.

So it was with a heavy heart I made the train trip out to the countryside this summer. I was 18 and shouldn’t have to stay with aunt Lilly and my cousin over the summer. I felt like I was too old to be watched after. Why couldn’t my parents just leave me to tend for myself at home instead? Hopefully Amy had grown out of that mood she was in years ago. We were both more mature now, I hoped.

But already as I got off the train I was pleasantly surprised. As I stepped onto the platform I saw aunt Lilly over there by the station house. I couldn’t see Amy anywhere but was suddenly attacked by her giving me a strong hug and a wet kiss on the lips!

-”So great to see you again Liston! We’ll have a great summer!”, she exclaimed, and gave me another wet kiss on the lips!

Amy had grown even more since the last few summers, so she was taller than me, and bigger in every way. I had already felt her firm breasts against my chest and now that she was hanging on to me with an arm around my neck I also felt the weight of her curvy body. She was wearing a pair of very short jeans shorts, red sneakers and a tight tank top that showed the sides of her boobs as well as some cleavage. She looked much younger than her 20 years of age. But she looked so hot!

Aunt Lilly had probably fixed Amy’s hair just before they came to pick me up, so she still had a thick sandy blonde braid in functioning order.

Together we finally made it to aunt Lilly who had been standing over by the station house and I got one of those beautiful auntie hugs from her. It feels like being enveloped by the ultimate mother. A long, deep hug. My face pressed against her abundant bosom was exactly what I needed to feel as welcome as I hoped to be. Her thin, yellow summer dress was the only thing that covered those lovely mounds under there.

More kisses and they both were telling me how great it was to see me again before we scuttled into the front seat of aunt Lilly’s truck and headed off to their house in the country.

During the ride it was hard to keep my eyes off of both Lilly’s and Amy’s cleavages.Every time I saw an upcoming bump in the road my eyes involuntarily moved to Lilly’s cleavage. Amy was also busty, but nowhere near as top-heavy as aunt Lilly.

I think Amy might have noticed, because many times just as my eyes were turning to auntie’s mounds, she would say something to grab my attention. Also she was often adjusting her seatbelt so her boobs were extra accentuated under her tight t-shirt.

Towards the last third of the trip she had already been holding my hand for a long while and had it clasped with mine. Holding it, the back of my hand was pressed against her crotch, which gave me something else to focus on than auntie’s bouncing boobs. With every bump it kind of pressed against her jeans shorts. I couldn’t tell if it was her pushing my hand down or if it was just the motion of the bumps.

Finally at the farmhouse Lilly prepared dinner and me and Amy chatted it up. She was very cheery and happy it seemed. Totally different from the last summer years ago.

Whilst auntie was making dinner Amy pranced around the kitchen, bringing out plates and cutlery. Seemed to me that she was spending a lot of time looking in the lower cupboards for stuff, and those very short jeans shorts made it hard to look away as she was bending over all the time and wiggling her butt towards me.

During dinner Amy was looking very intently at me all the time. The meal was great and I made sure to give aunt Lilly a hug afterwards. Again I got to feel the skin of her huge breasts against my cheek.

Amy wanted attention again and proclaimed that we should take a bath before bedtime, like we used to do all the time when we were youngsters.

Lilly let go of the warm embrace and said that she would go upstairs and draw a bath for us.

I got a bit nervous about the ‘us’ part…

Although we had used to take baths together, Amy and I, even auntie had joined in sometimes, things had changed. We were kids then. It didn’t really feel the same now. It felt different. Somehow it didn’t feel as innocent now.

Amy was quick to grab my hand and show me upstairs to my room. It was the same room that I had always slept in while I was here in summer time. As I well knew, but Amy reminded me, my room was just next to hers.

Sometimes, in earlier summers, we used to sneak into eachothers bedrooms and just hang out. Tickle fights sometimes, giggling and always hushing each other to not wake auntie.

Of course she would sometimes hear us and come in and send us to our separate beds.

The bed was made, there was a towel on the foot end. We could hear aunt Lilly pouring the bathtub from across the hallway.

-”Get undressed and let’s get in the tub.”, Amy said and left the room.

Now I was getting really nervous. All those hugs, having both Amy’s and aunt Lilly’s breasts pressed against me. Amy holding my hand down to her crotch through the better part of the truck ride and seeing Amy in her short shorts prancing around in the kitchen had stirred something in me.

I had matured and of course gotten some kind of interest in girls and stuff during the years, but I had never gotten closer than to have some fleeting fantasies in my mind about what it would entail… or even what I actually thought about it.

Now I was all of a sudden about to be in a very real situation that I had no experience in.

Best not to think too much about it. I had bathed with Amy and aunt so many times before. So I just went with it, undressed and wrapped the towel around my hips and made my way towards the bathroom.

Coming into the bathroom the sight of aunt Lilly met me. Rather, the sight of her behind.

She was stirring around in the bath tub, in her summer dress. While stirring the bubbly water her hips were swaying from side to side. That thin summer dress did nothing to hide her bum cheeks and the width of her womanly hips.

Mind and body stirring…

I seized the moment and took my chance.