one summer with my cousinA Story by rina masolyi dont condone incestI still remember her shy smile and her
eyes. The sweetest eyes I’ve ever laid mine
upon. She always wore lipstick to look much older I would guess and it was
cherry red. It was during a hot summer spent in my uncle’s summer house this
all happened. She was my uncle’s daughter, my cousin. And her name was Madeline
" oh sweet Madeline. She had thick long brown hair, a petite frame and blue as
the sea eyes. She had developed breasts from the last time I saw her which was
when I was five and I don’t quite remember anything except swimming every
summer with her and her family. I was seventeen and she was fifteen. She was a
shy girl. I tried my best to get her out of her shell but instead she would
just give me a faint laugh and smile and look into my eyes. I could feel my
heart racing and pounding out of my chest and arousal. I’ve never been with a
girl before. I’ve been asked out by a girl a few times but I always dismissed
them since my ego was too big I guess but with my cousin, Madeline. It was
different. She made me feel different. Her shyness attracted me - the way she
would hold her hands together and look at the ground. She would talk now and
then. Mostly when I would be exercising in the garden while she was reading a
book on a beach chair. She would talk about her book and I would just listen and
she’d glance at me now and then. Then our eyes would meet and she’d look away.
There was this incident that occurred where she left the bathroom door open and
she was nude. I coincidentally walked into the bathroom at that time and it was
awkward at first " us just staring at each other. But then she begin to touch
herself and I felt aroused She’d caress her breasts and touch her parts. Our
uncle ascended from the stairs and she quickly shut the door. Afterwards I was
passionately infatuated with her. I would masturbate to the thought of her
rubbing herself and her eyes meeting mine. I would dream of us alone together.
I would dream about us holding hands and running through the meadow to pick flowers.
I loved her not just in a perverted way but in a romantic way as well. After
that incident she’d invite me into her room and we would cuddle. She would talk
about boys at school and how badly they treated her because she was shy. She
would cry and I would tell her everything was alright then she’d stare into my
eyes. She would just stare and that was it. Before the sun came up I would
sneak back into my room and think about her. The way she stared at me drove me
crazy. I thought about her day and night. And when I was with her I was happy.
We would head into town on our bicycles and just ride around looking at each
other ever so often and she would give me this almost melancholic smile. Summer
was ending soon and I had to go back. I had to go back to the other side of the
country and resume my boring dull life. The last night before I had to go back I
decided to act upon my feelings. I went into her bedroom and told her I loved
her and she said she loved me as well then we made love. The next day we said
our goodbyes and I sore marriage to her. Three years later we got secretly
married. The end.
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Added on October 27, 2018 Last Updated on October 27, 2018 Authorrina masolyCOAboutHello I'm a fifteen year old girl who writes dark mediocre stories for unknown reasons. Skype: francescalouisedipos more..Writing
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