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When my parents got home from work I decided to tell them the truth, well sort of. I told them that I’d left school early, and that I was feeling weird. This was all true. I asked if I could stay home tomorrow to rest, naturally they said yes, they had no reason to doubt their mild-mannered-straight-A-son. So the next morning when they left, they told me to stay in bed, I agreed… today was MY day with my best friend’s mom, and she’d be coming over shortly. I was spending the summer with my somewhat cousin Lorlei. The relationship of her family to mine was never made open to either of us, but we had both guessed that there was something fishy about the cousin label. It was the sixties, and the world was in full hippy mode. The Beatles, Stones, Hendrix and Joplin were riding high and reefer was rampant. Lorlei was 14 and I was , but we were only months apart. We had always gotten along, but this summer was different. We were in major puberty and were using each other as learning tools. This part of the story takes place the day after the last part. Lorlei and I had escaped to the garage attic and both of us were nervous but at the same time, we were horny as hell. Lorlei closed and locked the attic opening and we indian both sat on the blankets that were there. “You never got to feel my breasts Michael. Do you want to now? She asked. “Gosh…that would be great!” I answered and started to reach out to her chest. She held up her hand, I stopped and she shed her halter top exposing her breasts which were at this point wrapped up in a quite utilitarian bra. At years old, sexy bras were not the norm in the sixties. Functional seemed to be the thing. Still, to me, I found her sexy as hell, and so did my dick, which was rising to the occasion. “Ok” she said, “If we’re going to play around again, then you might as well get some practice at undoing a bra.” She scooted over to me and seated beside me she said “I’m going to start necking with you, and you reach around and try undoing my bra with one hand.” I giggled and leaned in for our first kiss. Lorlei was not at all shy and kissed me hard and wet. She had definitely done this before, and her rising temperature and huskier breathing indicated that despite our being possible relatives, she found this activity pretty darn fun. I reached around and fumbled with the clasp on her bra for what seemed like forever growing more frustrated and embarrassed by the minute. Lorlei was giggling despite her horniness “Smoooth Michael…very smooth. Is this going to happen anytime soon?” she giggled. I pulled back smiling at her and said “I want a pair of fucking scissors!” Lorlei went into a giggle fit that caused me to jump on her and flip her onto her stomach. Now that I could see the object of my frustration, undoing it was easy. Fortunately, Freya did then she said, Susan: Are the two of you an item? In another perfect light Our mutual moans rose as he drove indian me to that place I have grown obsessed to reach. I was trying to find the right spot. That being said, eleven times might be a little much. His indifference, though, made me feel bold in that moment, like I could do anything and get away with it. I think he might have been gay. Daisy screamed and went wide eyed, wondering if he was dead. But you snuck out on us again, after we slept in the hall waiting for you, But Bridget makes a powerful alarm clock. I said my goodbyes to her and she said she would be in touch. I had lost count of my orgasms by this point, I was a happy employee. I love your tongue” Josh could tell her taste was different this time. It threw up a bony arm, blocking a hammering blow. Stars rippled across my vision. She said that this was the first time she had ever taken advantage of a passenger’s privacy or private space, but she was indeed grateful to me for the pleasures she felt.