When my older cousin Jane came to stay with us for a week, I was thrilled. I was even more thrilled when I discovered that we would have the house alone for almost the entire week!
At 22, Jane is about three and a half years older than me, with a lithe, slender body I'd always envied. She was a beauty, and already I knew that many guys were asking her out on dates. I somewhat envied her long legs, and large breasts.
Mainly though, I was just happy to see her, since I had always looked up to her. I was truly excited on the first night when we were alone. We planned to watch movies and stay up all night.
As I got into the shower right after dinner, my excitement and happiness still at a high level, I ran my hands over my body, mentally comparing it to my cousin's. I was proud of my ass, though. Smooth, tight, and firm. Just the right size, I thought to myself. I was not as fully …show more content…
She would sometimes turn a little toward me and thrust them out as if she was very proud of them. I would be too if I had beautiful full breasts like hers. Her motto was "If you've got them, flaunt them!" I'd sneak peeks at her pussy too, covering by her lovely brown fine, neatly trimmed curly hair.
As we washed I stared at Jane's breasts. They were nice and round, - and firm. The areolas – she taught me that term – were wide, and bulged like swollen bee stings. I wondered if they would stretch as large as Mom's when she had children. The nipples were long and prominent like Mom's too, and so hard! I felt a stirring as I remembered them against my face, my lips, all too fleetingly. I hoped mine would look as sexy when I when I was older.
She reached down and soaped her pussy. I secretly had been thrilled when in the past she had used the term "pussy." Her hair was a lovely brown, trimmed neatly in an inverted triangle, and the lather swirled around in it as she washed herself. She looked down and saw me watching
At 22, Jane is about three and a half years older than me, with a lithe, slender body I'd always envied. She was a beauty, and already I knew that many guys were asking her out on dates. I somewhat envied her long legs, and large breasts.
Mainly though, I was just happy to see her, since I had always looked up to her. I was truly excited on the first night when we were alone. We planned to watch movies and stay up all night.
As I got into the shower right after dinner, my excitement and happiness still at a high level, I ran my hands over my body, mentally comparing it to my cousin's. I was proud of my ass, though. Smooth, tight, and firm. Just the right size, I thought to myself. I was not as fully …show more content…
She would sometimes turn a little toward me and thrust them out as if she was very proud of them. I would be too if I had beautiful full breasts like hers. Her motto was "If you've got them, flaunt them!" I'd sneak peeks at her pussy too, covering by her lovely brown fine, neatly trimmed curly hair.
As we washed I stared at Jane's breasts. They were nice and round, - and firm. The areolas – she taught me that term – were wide, and bulged like swollen bee stings. I wondered if they would stretch as large as Mom's when she had children. The nipples were long and prominent like Mom's too, and so hard! I felt a stirring as I remembered them against my face, my lips, all too fleetingly. I hoped mine would look as sexy when I when I was older.
She reached down and soaped her pussy. I secretly had been thrilled when in the past she had used the term "pussy." Her hair was a lovely brown, trimmed neatly in an inverted triangle, and the lather swirled around in it as she washed herself. She looked down and saw me watching