Where it happened: my room upstairs
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Well, first off, I’m Sam: and I’m a red-headed tomboy. My cousin is Dannie, and she’s also a tomboy. We’re first cousins, but everybody calls us twins: we do look an awful lot alike, the only major difference is I have red hair and blue eyes, and she has brown hair and brown eyes. Our birthday’s are even similar. She was my best friend since first time we met at birth – I’m being crazy now, but I’m not missing it by much.
We grew up together, for the most part. I mean we lived across the river from each other, but we were at each others houses rather regularly especially during the summers. We’re I lived on the farm, we always used to fish, camp, skinny-dip, play in the mud, wear overalls usually without shoes or even shirts. We really were tomboys. I know I’m probably boring you, but I’m just setting the stage…you know, I mean we were more like brothers. I didn’t – we didn’t really expect to go as far as we did.
One summer evening after swimming on a blistering hot summer day (this time wearing jean shorts…) we were tired and hungry so we decided to go back to the old house and scrounge:to our surprise we had the house to ourselves. Mom and Dad were in town doing some shopping – which wasn’t too uncommon. It was a small farm town and their hadn’t been a crook in those parts since Jesse James I reckon. My older brother was on the farm, however. He was working on the tractor or whatever. I heard him as we were going back to the house.
We ended up finding some left-over beef so we made a couple sandwiches and went up to my room. We had taken our wet shorts off on the porch, so all we had on were our undies. Which again, wasn’t any big thing, we saw each other naked more times then I care to guess. Even our parents didn’t really mind us running around half naked as long as we weren’t flaunting our junk. (We kinda stopped that around 11-12 though – not completely but we watched where we were when “flaunting”)
Anyway. we got up to our room – I don’t know how many minutes or hours past. We loved the farm but this was in ’98 and we barely had tv…we were bored. Finally, Dannie (Danielle) had the idea of playing truth or dare – a classic redneck answer to save us from boredom – “Sure, what the heck.” I said. So we started asking stupid questions like “have you ever skinny-dipped in December” “Have you ever went out of your room without clothes thinking you were alone and being caught,” junk like that… or daring each other to put our undies on our heads and run around in a circle until we couldn’t even stand up… of course most of it was stupid, cause A we already did half the stuff and B we already knew most of the answers to everything we did anyway! There were very little things we didn’t tell each other. Finally, out of breath, and laying cross ways on my bed I broke into the line of questions of “have you ever kissed a boy” “have you kissed a relative”…. we both said yes to kissing my brother. which shocked both of us.
I have seen him naked once or twice, but no big deal. I didn’t have a crush on him. although I did agree with Dannie, he was pretty good looking. Then it happened. She asked me if I kissed a girl. A little red, but wanting to make a quick joke to clear the air, I asked, “does my mom count?” “Was it long and wet?” she laughed with me. “No,” I kinda huffed. “Then it don’t count.” “Well then, no, I haven’t” “You ever thought about it?” I got upset a bit, “hey I thought it was my turn to ask the questions here!” I said jokingly. “Oh sorry. You go.” ….there was a brief awkward pause. “I haven’t but kinda wondered what it’d be like.” I have no idea where that came from – something made me say it though.
“I haven’t either.” my flat-chested fellow tomboy cousin said. I got up and before I knew what I was doing I was french kissing my cousin. We did that for what felt like every in a good way until we heard a car door slam – it was mom and dad. We were so into it we didn’t even think a thing about it p kissing, I mean – but it felt great. We hated to break up but we nervously thru on some shorts and shirts I had on the floor and came back down – hearts still pounding from the rush of almost getting caught.
We enjoyed the rest of the evening – but couldn’t wait to go to bed to finish what we started. Now that did seem like forever – in a bad way.
Please post this: this story is just starting good. please read part II. thanks.
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