Years ago when I was 16, I was visiting my grandmother's house. It was a place a lot of the family would visit and often, us grandchildren would stop by or get dropped off by our parents and then decide to stay the night. Our grandmother never minded. She loved having the kids around. I was a typical 16 year-old, hormones firing on all cylinders, very attracted to girls. That day, my parents had dropped me off and my aunt also dropped of her two youngest daughters. The older of the two, L*** was at 14, cute, outgoing, and sexy as can be. She had blonde hair, green eyes, and was perhaps 5-2" and 100lbs., with a sweet, round *** and small, upturned breasts.

I can't say that we were close with each other, though all us cousins got along. It's just that some cousins you see more than others, and my aunt's family weren't around a lot.

That day, L*** and I were in the back room at my grandmother's, sitting on the sofa together watching tv. Just a couple of kids hanging out together. I can't remember now what triggered it, perhaps it had been on her mind the whole time; but the next thing I knew, she climbed on top of me, and pushing her hips into me, she kissed me.

Her kiss was unlike any other I had ever experienced. It wasn't timid, or gentle; from the start she pushed her tounge into my mouth, exploring it, demanding I tounge her back in return. I felt her push her hips hard against me as she kissed me, moaning quietly. My heart was pounding. Wasn't this wrong?? She's my cousin. I didn't care. I kissed her back, I reached for her small, pert breasts; I pulled her hips against my instant erection.

We heard someone coming to the back room, and she climbed off me. She was no nonchalant, so calm. I tried to be cool, but suddenly all I wanted was more of her - ALL of her. But that would have to wait. There were others around.

Later that same day, I was in the front room, listening to music, laying on the carpet in front of the fireplace. L*** came into the room quietly. She was wearing skin-tight jeans and a cute, pale yellow short sleeved, button up blouse that fit her perfectly. As I lay there, she walked over to me and reached down for my hand. I raised my arm and my hand up to take hers, but instead of simply holding my hand, she stepped forward, stood over me, took my hand and placed it directly on her pussy mound. With my hand there, she began to grind on my palm, pushing down. As she rubbed her pussy against my palm, I pushed back, staring into her eyes. It seemed to be just what she wanted. She pushed and rocked her hips, biting her lip and nodding at me as she looked into my eyes. After a couple mintues went by, we again heard others approaching, and she broke off, smiling. "Tonight..." she whispered before my other cousin came into the room. I was crazy with desire for her.

We never got another chance that night to go any further, to do any more. The next time I saw her, it was like it never happened. We have never spoken of it since. But I'll never forget my 14 year-old cousin's erotic desires expressing themselves that day. I still wish I would've had the chance to fuck her.