This was all strange to me. Although the thought of this kind of thing had always been a huge turn on for me, I would never have expected it to happen to me, and I’d never really thought out how I’d act if it ever did. I knew deep down that it was wrong, he was family and if any other family found out about it, we’d probably never even be allowed to see each other again.
But a huge part of me just didn’t care. I’d always know how attractive he was, I saw how many girls he got, I knew he was a gorgeous guy, but I’d never seen it properly, not like a proper attraction, but now that this was starting to happen, I saw him in a different light, and I was sure he was beginning to do the same.
We continued to flirt with each other through text long into the night. We were both students so little part time jobs while we studied were needed, so he arranged to come and meet me after I finished work the next day.
The next day work seemed to go so slowly. I was strangely very excited to see him and knowing that he was going to be there to meet me when I finished was making my day drag along. Finally 5pm came and my shift was over, I left work and like he promised he was waiting outside for me in his car.
I walked over and got into the car to find him smiling widely at me, before I could even say hello he said “I’ve spoke to my mum and you’re staying at mine tonight”, I looked at him and laughed “Oh am I? And do I get a say in this?” I asked through laughing. “Well you know you’re not going to say no” he said jokingly, winking at me.
I laughed back with him as he began to drive. The main part that I enjoyed about what was going on between us was that it never seemed to get awkward. We got on so well, it wasn’t like the beginning of a new relationship with someone new where we have to get to know each other, we knew each other well and we got on better than ever, but there was still the excitement of something new starting.
He drove me back to my house to tell my mum I was staying at his and to get changed and get some things to take with me. He came in with me and sat chatting with my mum while I went upstairs to my bedroom to get changed. I went over to my underwear draw and started rummaging around for something to change into, I began thinking, and do I change into something sexy? Am I taking this too far? Thinking too much into it? I still didn’t know how to act.
I came to the conclusion that even if nothing did happen, it wouldn’t matter if I was wearing sexy underwear because nobody would know the difference, so I picked out my nicest lacy black thong, with matching bra, which was one of my favorites as it had the best support and did really well to show off my tits. I changed and threw some things into a bag and skipped back downstairs to meet him. He smiled as I walked into the room.
“You ready to go then?” He asked.
“Yep, let’s go” I replied. “I’ll see you tomorrow mum” I said, walking over to hug her.
We left and went back to his car and he drove us back to his place. He has a younger brother, my younger cousin who was staying out that night at one of his friends from school. My aunt and uncle kept themselves to themselves and often go to bed very early as they’re health freaks and love to go for long runs/walks very early in the morning, so that night we were basically alone the whole time.
We ordered pizza and sat chatting and laughing just as we always did, everything was the same except there was a different energy with us the whole time, and I knew it wasn’t just me that could feel it. Before that night the only thing that could be felt between us was a friendly, family feeling, but that night it was different, it changed.
At around 9pm his parents were already in bed, and we were sat in the living room watching some TV. He decided to put on a scary film, it was one I’d never seen before, and I’ve never been good with those kinds of films. He came back and sat next to me after putting on the DVD, I made sure I had a cushion from the couch ready to hide behind. He looked at me trying to hide behind the cushion and laughed at me. “Don’t worry, I’m here if you get scared” He said laughing at me.
I laughed back and moved a bit closer to him. “I hate these films!” I told him “I’m terrified of things like this!” He just laughed at me and put his arm around me. I looked down at his hand moving over my shoulder and smiled to myself.
I felt so comfortable with him, it didn’t feel weird at all, and I liked it. I snuggled in closer to him and rested my head on his shoulder. We watched the whole film, with me jumping the whole way through at the slightest thing, him laughing loudly at me every time I did. When the film finished he moved his arm from around me and stood up and walked to the kitchen.
When he got up I lay myself down on the leather couch, getting comfortable, I wasn’t looking forward to him coming back in and ruining my comfy position by getting me to move to take back his spot. I heard his footsteps coming back and turned my head to watch the door for him walking back in, as he came into the door he turned and looked at me and laughed. “I hope you’re not too comfortable you cheeky thing, you can move and give me my spot back!” he said.
I just laughed at him and gave him the middle finger jokingly. He laughed at me and walked closer to me, placing two drinks down on the table. “If you don’t move, I swear I’ll have to make you” he said. “Well I suppose you’re going to have to make me then aren’t you, because I’m not moving anywhere!” I told him. The flirty nature of how we were talking was exciting me, and I couldn’t help but grin to myself. We continued laughing together as he walked over to me and grabbed my sides, tickling me violently, as I screamed, kicked and slapped at him to get him to stop.
He knew how much I hate being tickled, but it didn’t stop him. I laughed until I could barely breathe, begging him to stop. He laughed back at me, eventually stopping and leaning his face in closer to mine, “Now you see little lady, that’s what’s going to happen if you don’t do as you’re told” he warned, laughing slightly. I smiled back with his face very close to mine now, he stayed there for a moment, when without thinking I very quickly pushed my head up from the couch and pressed my lips to his.
I waited for his response, expecting him to reject it and pull away, but he didn’t, he kissed me back, before pulling away and looking into my eyes. Neither of us said anything, just looked at each other, it felt like forever but it must have only been about 30 seconds. The way he looked into my eyes was something I’d never seen before, and then he pushed his head closer to mine again and began to kiss me passionately.
I didn’t hesitate, I kissed him back, slipping my tongue slowly into his mouth, and he did the same. After a while of very passionate kissing I felt his hands slide under my body and he lifted me up, I helped, picking my body up off the couch. He picked me up and sat himself down on the couch, sitting me on his lap. We continued kissing as I wrapped my arms around his neck. So many thoughts were running through my head, it was like everything that I fantasized about, everything I loved watching and reading about was happening to me.
All the things I’d read about, people had felt so wrong by doing what they did, but to me this didn’t feel wrong at all, it felt so right. He pulled away from kissing my lips and began kissing down my neck. I tilted my head back and exposed my neck to him as he kissed and licked down it. I felt my body tingle as I got goose bumps. I could feel myself tingling as he touched me; I could feel my pussy becoming moist.
He began to slip his hands up the back of my top, rubbing his hands up my back, as he did this he lifted his mouth up to my ear, “Am I going to become privileged now?” he whispered. I knew exactly what he meant, he thought guys that got to see my tits were privileged, and he wanted to be one of them.
I smiled, and nodded slowly. He slid my stop over my head and threw it to the side, as he stared at my chest; I was now feeling so happy that I’d decided to change into my sexy underwear. “You’re so beautiful” he whispered to me. As he said it I felt butterflies in my stomach, I knew he had such a wide choice of girls that he could have, but here I was with him, it was me he was kissing, it was be he was calling beautiful. I smiled at him shyly and whispered back “thank you” as I kissed him gently.
He put his hands on my sides, and rubbed them up and down, before rubbing them slowly round my back to the back of my bra, “May I?” he asked, he was so polite, I’d never had someone be like this with me, other guys would go straight into it, with no consideration of how I felt, he was so different.
I could feel my juices flowing as I knew he was going to see my tits, it made me feel so good. I nodded at him, and felt him undo my bra slowly, sliding it off me gently. He put it to the side of us and looked at my chest. I reached down and took one of his hands, slowly bringing it up to one of my tits, pressing his hand onto it.
As I did this he leaned in and kissed me, sliding his tongue into my mouth, I gently nibbled on his bottom lip as I felt his hand gently massage my breast. He pulled away from kissing me and brought his hand away from my chest, lifting it up to my face. He gently placed his index finger on my cheek and slowly rubbed it up and down. He looked at me so lovingly; I’d never seen him look at me like that before.
“I mean it Hannah, you’re so beautiful” he told me. I could feel butterflies going crazy in my stomach, he made me feel so good, and it just made me want him even more. I smiled softly at him, leaning in to kiss his cheek, before I stood up in front of him.
But a huge part of me just didn’t care. I’d always know how attractive he was, I saw how many girls he got, I knew he was a gorgeous guy, but I’d never seen it properly, not like a proper attraction, but now that this was starting to happen, I saw him in a different light, and I was sure he was beginning to do the same.
We continued to flirt with each other through text long into the night. We were both students so little part time jobs while we studied were needed, so he arranged to come and meet me after I finished work the next day.
The next day work seemed to go so slowly. I was strangely very excited to see him and knowing that he was going to be there to meet me when I finished was making my day drag along. Finally 5pm came and my shift was over, I left work and like he promised he was waiting outside for me in his car.
I walked over and got into the car to find him smiling widely at me, before I could even say hello he said “I’ve spoke to my mum and you’re staying at mine tonight”, I looked at him and laughed “Oh am I? And do I get a say in this?” I asked through laughing. “Well you know you’re not going to say no” he said jokingly, winking at me.
I laughed back with him as he began to drive. The main part that I enjoyed about what was going on between us was that it never seemed to get awkward. We got on so well, it wasn’t like the beginning of a new relationship with someone new where we have to get to know each other, we knew each other well and we got on better than ever, but there was still the excitement of something new starting.
He drove me back to my house to tell my mum I was staying at his and to get changed and get some things to take with me. He came in with me and sat chatting with my mum while I went upstairs to my bedroom to get changed. I went over to my underwear draw and started rummaging around for something to change into, I began thinking, and do I change into something sexy? Am I taking this too far? Thinking too much into it? I still didn’t know how to act.
I came to the conclusion that even if nothing did happen, it wouldn’t matter if I was wearing sexy underwear because nobody would know the difference, so I picked out my nicest lacy black thong, with matching bra, which was one of my favorites as it had the best support and did really well to show off my tits. I changed and threw some things into a bag and skipped back downstairs to meet him. He smiled as I walked into the room.
“You ready to go then?” He asked.
“Yep, let’s go” I replied. “I’ll see you tomorrow mum” I said, walking over to hug her.
We left and went back to his car and he drove us back to his place. He has a younger brother, my younger cousin who was staying out that night at one of his friends from school. My aunt and uncle kept themselves to themselves and often go to bed very early as they’re health freaks and love to go for long runs/walks very early in the morning, so that night we were basically alone the whole time.
We ordered pizza and sat chatting and laughing just as we always did, everything was the same except there was a different energy with us the whole time, and I knew it wasn’t just me that could feel it. Before that night the only thing that could be felt between us was a friendly, family feeling, but that night it was different, it changed.
At around 9pm his parents were already in bed, and we were sat in the living room watching some TV. He decided to put on a scary film, it was one I’d never seen before, and I’ve never been good with those kinds of films. He came back and sat next to me after putting on the DVD, I made sure I had a cushion from the couch ready to hide behind. He looked at me trying to hide behind the cushion and laughed at me. “Don’t worry, I’m here if you get scared” He said laughing at me.
I laughed back and moved a bit closer to him. “I hate these films!” I told him “I’m terrified of things like this!” He just laughed at me and put his arm around me. I looked down at his hand moving over my shoulder and smiled to myself.
I felt so comfortable with him, it didn’t feel weird at all, and I liked it. I snuggled in closer to him and rested my head on his shoulder. We watched the whole film, with me jumping the whole way through at the slightest thing, him laughing loudly at me every time I did. When the film finished he moved his arm from around me and stood up and walked to the kitchen.
When he got up I lay myself down on the leather couch, getting comfortable, I wasn’t looking forward to him coming back in and ruining my comfy position by getting me to move to take back his spot. I heard his footsteps coming back and turned my head to watch the door for him walking back in, as he came into the door he turned and looked at me and laughed. “I hope you’re not too comfortable you cheeky thing, you can move and give me my spot back!” he said.
I just laughed at him and gave him the middle finger jokingly. He laughed at me and walked closer to me, placing two drinks down on the table. “If you don’t move, I swear I’ll have to make you” he said. “Well I suppose you’re going to have to make me then aren’t you, because I’m not moving anywhere!” I told him. The flirty nature of how we were talking was exciting me, and I couldn’t help but grin to myself. We continued laughing together as he walked over to me and grabbed my sides, tickling me violently, as I screamed, kicked and slapped at him to get him to stop.
He knew how much I hate being tickled, but it didn’t stop him. I laughed until I could barely breathe, begging him to stop. He laughed back at me, eventually stopping and leaning his face in closer to mine, “Now you see little lady, that’s what’s going to happen if you don’t do as you’re told” he warned, laughing slightly. I smiled back with his face very close to mine now, he stayed there for a moment, when without thinking I very quickly pushed my head up from the couch and pressed my lips to his.
I waited for his response, expecting him to reject it and pull away, but he didn’t, he kissed me back, before pulling away and looking into my eyes. Neither of us said anything, just looked at each other, it felt like forever but it must have only been about 30 seconds. The way he looked into my eyes was something I’d never seen before, and then he pushed his head closer to mine again and began to kiss me passionately.
I didn’t hesitate, I kissed him back, slipping my tongue slowly into his mouth, and he did the same. After a while of very passionate kissing I felt his hands slide under my body and he lifted me up, I helped, picking my body up off the couch. He picked me up and sat himself down on the couch, sitting me on his lap. We continued kissing as I wrapped my arms around his neck. So many thoughts were running through my head, it was like everything that I fantasized about, everything I loved watching and reading about was happening to me.
All the things I’d read about, people had felt so wrong by doing what they did, but to me this didn’t feel wrong at all, it felt so right. He pulled away from kissing my lips and began kissing down my neck. I tilted my head back and exposed my neck to him as he kissed and licked down it. I felt my body tingle as I got goose bumps. I could feel myself tingling as he touched me; I could feel my pussy becoming moist.
He began to slip his hands up the back of my top, rubbing his hands up my back, as he did this he lifted his mouth up to my ear, “Am I going to become privileged now?” he whispered. I knew exactly what he meant, he thought guys that got to see my tits were privileged, and he wanted to be one of them.
I smiled, and nodded slowly. He slid my stop over my head and threw it to the side, as he stared at my chest; I was now feeling so happy that I’d decided to change into my sexy underwear. “You’re so beautiful” he whispered to me. As he said it I felt butterflies in my stomach, I knew he had such a wide choice of girls that he could have, but here I was with him, it was me he was kissing, it was be he was calling beautiful. I smiled at him shyly and whispered back “thank you” as I kissed him gently.
He put his hands on my sides, and rubbed them up and down, before rubbing them slowly round my back to the back of my bra, “May I?” he asked, he was so polite, I’d never had someone be like this with me, other guys would go straight into it, with no consideration of how I felt, he was so different.
I could feel my juices flowing as I knew he was going to see my tits, it made me feel so good. I nodded at him, and felt him undo my bra slowly, sliding it off me gently. He put it to the side of us and looked at my chest. I reached down and took one of his hands, slowly bringing it up to one of my tits, pressing his hand onto it.
As I did this he leaned in and kissed me, sliding his tongue into my mouth, I gently nibbled on his bottom lip as I felt his hand gently massage my breast. He pulled away from kissing me and brought his hand away from my chest, lifting it up to my face. He gently placed his index finger on my cheek and slowly rubbed it up and down. He looked at me so lovingly; I’d never seen him look at me like that before.
“I mean it Hannah, you’re so beautiful” he told me. I could feel butterflies going crazy in my stomach, he made me feel so good, and it just made me want him even more. I smiled softly at him, leaning in to kiss his cheek, before I stood up in front of him.