Photoshoot_(0)

It started when I was about six and my cousin was a year younger. Our grandparents had given our sets of parents plots of land next to each other and during the holidays our parents would take turns in looking after us. My cousin, Michelle, would always show me her knickers, except one day when she said she wasn’t wearing any. A couple of weeks later, she said she wasn’t wearing any underwear again, but instead of refusing to show me under her skirt, she said “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”

I agreed and pulled my shorts and pants down to expose my small dick. She then lifted her skirt to reveal a little slit between her legs. After that, she’d always pull her underwear off to show me, rather than just showing her knickers. After a few days we progressed from showing to touching, although she rarely wanted to touch my dick. I didn’t mind, I was quite happy just touching her. At the end of the holiday we stopped playing our little game.

It started again when I was about fourteen. By coincidence Michelle and I had visited our grandparents at the same time, but they already had some friends there. Michelle and I went into the kitchen to watch TV until our grandparents were free. It was the first time we’d had some time together in about a year and we caught up on friends and school. I don’t really remember how the conversation went, I think it was something to do with Michelle being insecure about her breasts, but I was soon feeling them through her top, then under her top and eventually her bare breasts. A few minutes later we agreed to show each other like we used to. I pulled out my hard dick, that was much bigger than when she last saw it, then she pulled down her jeans and knickers to reveal a triangle of brown curly hair. I said I couldn’t see a lot, so she let me feel her, but not put my finger inside her.

After that evening, we continued with our game for a couple of years. It wasn’t every time we saw each other, like it had been previously, but was still fairly often. If she knew she’d be seeing me and was wearing a skirt, I knew she wanted to play. It was a little different to how it used to be. She still only wanted to see my dick occasionally and I think she only touched it once, but I was happy playing with her tits and pussy, although I was usually only allowed to rub her pussy through her underwear. Her pussy would get so wet, wetter than any other I have come across, so I would go home and wank while licking her juices off my fingers. The reason we stopped our game that time was because Michelle started seeing a guy, James, who she ended up marrying several years later.

I rarely see Michelle anymore, usually only at family gatherings, like when I saw her this Christmas. I didn’t get much of a chance to speak to her, but she asked if I could pop around to see if I could fix her computer. I agreed and she gave me directions to where she now lived with her husband and daughter. I was off work from Christmas and into the new year, so I called after the bank holiday and headed over.

When I arrived, Michelle answered the door and lead me inside. James and their daughter, Emma, had gone sales shopping with his parents. Michelle made us coffee and then said “Okay, I’m going to be honest with you. My computer is fine, but there is something else I need you to do. Since I had Emma, we have no sex life and I need it to get better or I’m going to go nuts. It’s his birthday next week so I was thinking of giving him some photos of me. I tried to take them myself, but they came out badly, so I was hoping you’d take the photos as you’re the only person other than James, my doctor and the midwife that has seen my bits. Are you okay with that?”

“I didn’t expect that, but I’m fine with it.” I replied, surprised and pleased at her request.

“Thanks. I thought you might agree when you knew you’d see me naked again. I’ll go up and get ready, come up to my bedroom in a few minutes.” She said with a smile.

I finished my coffee and went upstairs, finding Michelle putting on make up in her bedroom. She finished with the make up as I arrived and stood, twirling so I could see her only in her pale blue underwear and high heels in a matching colour. Her body was more curvaceous and her breasts were about twice the size compared to the last time I’d seen her body.

“Do I look okay?” She asked nervously.

“You look amazing, even better than I remember.”

“You don’t have to flatter me to get to see me naked this time!” Michelle laughed.

“I’m just being honest. Don’t get me wrong, you looked good when you were younger, but now, well I’m struggling to see why James doesn’t jump on you at any chance he gets.”

“That’s a good start I guess. Shall we take some photos? Here’s my camera, it’s set up and ready to go.”

“Sounds good to me. How do you want to do it?”

“Well, how about I just get into some poses and then if you think anything would look better, just tell me?”

“Okay, but I’ve got an idea for the start. I’ll stand in the bedroom doorway and you walk towards the bed, looking over your shoulder, then when you get to the bed, put your hands on it and bend over.”

“Lets do it.” Michelle replied excitedly.

I knelt in the doorway and my cousin slowly walked across the room as I took photos. She then bent over the bed as I had instructed, looking over her shoulder at the camera. She then shuffled her feet apart so her knickers were taught over the curves of her pussy and ass. “Am I doing okay?” She asked as she looked over her shoulder.

“You are doing great. Now just do what you want to do.”

“Okay.” Michelle replied as she lowered her hand between her legs and ran her fingers over her pussy. After that, she pulled the waistband of her knickers down an inch or two so the top of the crack of her smooth ass was visible. I was taking photo after photo, my eye fixed to the viewfinder, but when I took my eye away from it for a second, I noticed a wet spot forming on Michelle’s knickers.

“What shall I do now?” Michelle asked.

“How about lying on the bed, with one hand in your knickers and the other can play with a nipple?”

“Should I take my bra off?” She said, sounding eager.

“Not quite yet, just pull the cup down around your boob.”

“Okay, I like the sound of that.” She said as she jumped onto the bed and spread her legs wide.