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This is day one of a story of innocent flirtation that grew into the first sexual experience between two step cousins over one long and amazing four-day weekend. If you’re looking purely for sex, there’s more to it. It does get hot and steamy, but there’s more than just that. This elaborates on all the emotions that related to this first sexual encounter. Therefore the intimate details also included are that much better. I hope you enjoy. If so, please continue to read about the rest of the weekend. Chapter 1 – Brent Remembers Brent always got along with Sherry. The two of them hit it off right away as they first met when they were kids. Unfortunately, they only saw each other once a year at “Grandma and Grandpa’s” house. Even then it was only for a day and a half or so. But that all changed during the extended weekend her family visited his family’s house during Spring break. They both were now sixteen. Spring break was just starting and Brent was standing in his driveway waiting for her and her family to arrive. It was 1981, nearly 5 years since he had first met Sherry. As he continued to think back five years, he remembered everything leading up to the first time he met her at his grandparents’ house. He had just climbed out of the station wagon following an eight hour drive from Chicago to Columbus. He gave his grandmother a hug and she started to talk about what was for dinner. Of course, food always dominated her conversations. That wasn’t so bad as far as he was concerned. Of course he loved his grandmother to death; but the meals he ate while visiting was one of many things that he appreciated about visiting. It looked like his family was the first to arrive this time. His dad had two younger brothers. The first, Dale, was happily married to his aunt Patty and had a one-year-old daughter. His other uncle, Wayne, had been happily married a few years ago. Now however, he was divorced and always dating different women. So it was no surprise when his grandmother said that Wayne was bringing Vicki “her name is Sherry.” Brent did not think much of it. In fact his first question was related to her mother. “What’s his girlfriend’s name?” Brent asked. “Vicki”, his grandmother replied. It now is five years later both of them were sixteen. He found the recently he was starting to find himself attracted to her in a way that he perhaps should not. “Should I be thinking this way about her?” He thought to himself. It just wasn’t fair. Feelings like this about girls were completely new no matter whom they related to. Now he was experiencing them about his “cousin”. He quickly eased his nervousness by correcting himself in his mind. She was not his cousin. They were not related at all. Granted, her mom and Wayne got married two years ago. However, Brent still eased his insecurities by reminding himself she was still only his STEP cousin. His mind was constantly worrying. Lately he couldn’t help the fact that his heart beat fast and there was always that sense of excitement when they were together. It was always innocent he kept telling himself. But now that they were older, it definitely was flirting. The two of them constantly tried to find time to be alone. Conversations with her were wonderful. Pendik escort Now he had even more to worry about. Not only was he finding himself physically attracted to her, but the relationship that had developed now made him feel closer to her even emotionally. He took comfort in the fact that it was painfully obvious she was feeling the same way. Both in the fact that he was flattered she had a crush on him, and even more so because he was glad someone else was also struggling with this moral dilemma. Despite all the attraction and chemistry that a boy and girl can have at the age of 16, nothing ever happened. He had always been able to lie to himself that he had no feelings “like that” for Sherry. That all was about to change this weekend. It now was late summer. As he stood in the driveway waiting for them to arrive he was more anxious than ever this time around. They had never visited his house. For some reason, his Uncle Wayne and dad had planned this trip where Wayne, Vicki and Sherry would come and stay for three days. It was Friday morning and he was shooting hoops in the driveway. Every year, the anticipation leading up to seeing her was getting more and more difficult. They usually get to see each other once a year; but it had almost been two years since the last time they saw each other. He barely could remember everything about what she looked like. He knew she looked great, but the details in his mind were fuzzy. He couldn’t wait to be reminded in just a little bit. Although they only got to see each other approximately once a year, their brief times together were amazing. To make things even more exciting, they never talked or corresponded any other time throughout the year. Why? He didn’t know. Perhaps it was because they were supposedly “cousins”. Any other girl and he would be writing her every day. But it seemed they both knew they had to limit their contact to “maintain appearances” and hide I the feelings they both knew were deep down inside. The car pulled up. Wayne opened the driver side door and was quickly out. As his hand went up, a big “Well, Howdy!” came out of his mouth. Brent didn’t answer. He saw her figure in the back seat on the left. It could have been a purple gorilla that got out of the driver seat and Brent would not have been aware. His eyes were focused on the back door. At that point, it opened. Sherry stepped out. There no longer was any way he was going to be able to lie to himself from this point on. Chapter 2 – Sherry Arrives As she stepped out of the car, he was mesmerized. She had definitely changed in the last two years. Many things were still the same. Her blonde hair was still beautiful. It also was still “feathered” like all girls and women were doing in 1981. As he continued to look at her he realized he was doing so from her blonde hair downward. Consequently, her blue eyes struck him next. Again, this time they struck him straight to his heart. And unfortunately in his panicked mind – they struck him even lower as well. They were a very pretty blue. Muted enough that they did not steal the focus from her other lovely features, yet still fetching and able to pull unsuspecting teenage boys under Beykoz escort bayan her control if she wished. Nothing special could be mentioned about her nose because his eyes so quickly moved to her mouth. Her lips were still as lovely as he always remembered them. His memories were both from the visits in previous years as well as all his fantasies every other day. However, something was different. Their eyes at that point truly met. She then smiled a very large, bright smile. But then she quickly hesitated and stopped. Any other time, he would think perhaps it was because they had to “hide” their feelings. But this time, her smile told the story. By opening her mouth, she exposed the fact that she had obviously visited an orthodontist since he last saw her. Braces! The way she closed her mouth made it obvious she was uncomfortable. But in his mind, this only made her that much more attractive. For whatever reason, he had always been attracted to the girls with braces. This was such a gift! After closing her mouth, a smile still remained. Perhaps it did not show her braces, but it showed him she was also very excited they were together again. She walked straight to him and opened her arms for a hug. In reality it was probably only two seconds between the time she first opened her arms and when they first touched. But in his mind, there was an eternity of confused and nervous thoughts. Should I hug her? If I do, will everyone know what I’m thinking? How long should I hug her? Even though the thoughts continued, his enamored stare continued as well. He had at this point worked his view down from her lovely mouth just below her neck. It was an unusually cool day. She was wearing a pink cotton oxford shirt. It was 1981, and everyone had one or two cotton oxfords in their closet. They were pastel colors with button-down collars. His was light blue. Most of the girls all owned a similar shirt. Some were yellow, some were lavender, and light blue is always popular with the girls as well. But pink was Brent’s favorite – and no one wore a pink cotton oxford shirt like she did at that moment. If one were to look back, they could almost ask how on earth she got away with unbuttoning three buttons without any comments from her mom or his uncle. That third open button made all the difference in the world. Her skin was perfect. Not extremely tan, but definitely not white either. There was a slight glow in the skin that comprised the area. The last time he saw her there wasn’t much to see if she had three buttons undone. Now however, this area had officially graduated to become “cleavage”. Firstly, it could be referred to that way simply because of how far her skin traveled before the first closed button. But more importantly, this definitely was her cleavage because it was beautifully centered between two perfectly round breasts. Puberty had still continued since the last time he saw her. They definitely seemed larger than the last time. Sherry’s breasts were being held up by a white lace bra that in all actuality may have been too tight. It caused her breasts to push together. This enhanced the view he was granted. It was the view he was fully enjoying Escort cevizli just before they hugged. She held her arms out and as she first touched him he was startled enough and his eyes left her breasts. He once again looked into her eyes as the two of them hugged. They both squeezed each other tightly. It probably was too tight. Their parents probably wondered. But it felt so good to hold her close. He could feel her breasts push against his chest. He also could smell her hair. Just when he felt like he would never let go, they both realized they had to separate. She stepped away. “It’s so good to see you”. She said. “You too.” He replied. That was the understatement of his life. In all honesty he was thrilled to see her again. And the rest of the weekend would prove to be everything he could have ever imagined. Chapter 3 – An Evening Walk The weekend started out immediately like all the previous weekends at their grandmothers. There was an obvious tension between the two of them. There also was an obvious attraction. Just like all the previous summer visits, they continually found themselves trying to be alone. Brent’s little sister obviously felt like tagging along the majority of the time. Sherry & Brent never said it out loud, but it was clear that they both were working together towards a common goal. How could they be alone? Friday evening after dinner there was still a little bit of daylight. Brent offered to take her for a walk and show her the high school. This was the high school he would be attending next year. The school had been built about when he was a kid just one block away from his home. Instead of being on a bus for 45 minutes like middle school, he could walk to school in less than 5 minutes. If he were to cut through his neighbors’ backyard, he would be there in 3 minutes. As Brent began to walk tonight however, he made certain that the pace would allow the walk to take much, much longer. They walked side-by-side, past three houses to the first street where they needed to turn. As they stopped at the street to look both ways, his hand brushed against hers. Based on his “prior experiences” with women, any other time the signals would’ve been blatant and he would have taken her hand in his. Instead, both of them pulled their hands away. But the retreat was oh so slow. As if you could read both of their minds and the confusion going on. They both wanted to hold hands, they both wanted more than that. But again, they couldn’t do that… could they? They continued to leisurely walk as they approached the high school parking lot. He directed them towards the back door entrance. After a short walk across the empty back parking lot, they came to a wide sidewalk. To their left they passed two big garage doors. “What’s in there?” Sherry asked him. “That’s where they have auto mechanics class,” he answered. He had never been in there, but he was grateful he was able to answer her. They continued to walk down the large sidewalk as they approached the back entrance to the school. Their walk was now almost in what seemed to be an alcove. The tall, dark brick walls were on both sides of them and the waning light outside now was vanishing as they walked further toward the doors. She picked up her pace to a jog as she ran ahead. She quickly pushed her face up against the glass of the door on the right. This gave him a perfect view of her from behind. Even though there was limited light, her ass looked fabulous in those jeans. He couldn’t help having these thoughts.

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