Date: Wed, 3 Dec 2003 06:46:11 -0800 (PST)
From: kate brown <katebrown22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cousin Susan

This is a story about lesbian sex. If you do not like
the topic read no further.

It happened two years ago, when I was not aware that I
had lesbian tendencies. I was a virgin, not because I
was not interested in sex, but because had very few
opportunities in the place where I live. When I did
have the opportunity, the person was not just not
right, but outright turnoff. Although I spend a lot of
time fantasising about sex and had read a lot about
it, I was scared about going out and trying to get
some. I was not sure if after starting something I
would be able to stop it when I wanted to.

I was doing a correspondence course, which required me
to attend classes on Sundays. The city in which I had
to attend classes was about four hours from my place.
My cousin was staying in this city. So after some
hesitation I called her up and asked her whether I
could stay with her on Saturdays.  I was hesitant
because we never got alone well. Her parents were well
off and I always felt that we did not belong in the
same group. In the few times that we were together
there were so many others with us and neither of us
tried to build a friendship. But to my surprise she
said that she would be more than happy to have me with
her. She was staying alone and had to spend many
weekends alone since she was studying and could not
have much free time. If I stayed with her she would
have some company at least for the weekend.

The following week I reached her house at three in the
afternoon as we had agreed upon. But to my surprise
the house was locked. I was totally upset and did not
know hat to do. We were supposed to go and locate the
place where I was to attend classes the next day. I
sat down on the steps and was contemplating my next
move. All of a sudden I heard some one call my name.
I looked around and saw her in the window of the house
next to hers.

"I am coming. Wait there", she shouted.

"Sorry, I kept you waiting. The lady next door had
called me for some help." she said.

We entered her house. It was small but was beautiful.

"I never have any guests. So you can have the guest
room for yourself. Even when you go home you can leave
your stuff here." Susan said with a grand gesture of
her hands.

We went out in her car to locate the school where I
was to attend class. It turned out to be just about
five minutes from her house. Hardly a couple of
kilometres. We then went to a beautiful, little
restaurant for dinner.

"This is my favourite place" she said.

I was a little surprised. I expected her favourite
place to be a much bigger and fashionable place. This
was more like my favourite place. She caught the lock
on my face.

"What are you thinking?"

"Nothing", I lied.

"No, don't tell me that. I can tell from the look on
your face that you were thinking about something. If
it is too personal forget about it, otherwise you
should tell me."

The eager look on her face was another surprise. She
seemed genuinely happy to be with me. May be she was
not so aloof as I thought. If we were going to stay
together even if it was only for the weekend,
especially since I would be staying in her house, I
thought it was to be honest with her as much as
possible. So I told her about my apprehensions about
staying with her since we were never very close and
that I was not sure if our tastes would match since we
came from totally different backgrounds.

"We were never close since there was no opportunity. I
am sure we will get along well." she assured me.

The dinner was very good. We talked a lot. She told me
about her studies, about how hard she was studying and
that she had so little free time to socialise that she
practically had no friends except for the lady next
door.

"She is one great girl", Susan smiled. "I don't know
what I would have done if she were not there.

"You seem to be very fond of her", I said.

"I am, I really am. If you get to know her you would
too. May be one of these days we'll call her over so
you two can get to know each other."

By the time dinner was finished I felt happy By the
time dinner was finished I felt happy with my decision
to stay with Susan. When we reached home, I was
touched to see that Susan had made the guest room
ready for me.

"I'll work late. So I'll be a little late in the
morning. I'll be ready by the time you came back",
Susan said before disappearing into her bedroom.

When I came back at about six in the evening Susan was
with a friend. Susan introduced her as the lady next
door. Janet was a slim, tall, woman around thirty. She
had on only a T-shirt and shorts. Her hair was a mess.
But
still she looked very beautiful. Susan too was in a
similar dress. Loose T-shirt and shorts.

"I dropped in on my way to the supermarket to see if
Susan needed anything. See you later.", she said. As
Janet left Susan went bask to her drawing board. I was
disappointed to see that Susan was still at work.

"Sorry, but it will take another hour or so before I
finish.", she said seeing the look on my face. "Why
don't you get a beer and watch the movie? I'll finish
as fast as I can."

I sat down to watch the movie as Susan bent over her
drawing board. The movie was boring. Soon I got tired
of it and went to see what Susan was doing. She was
drawing a part of a building. I could make out only
parts of it. I focussed trying to make some sense of
the complicated looking drawing. As Susan stretched
herself to draw something at the top of the sheet I
could see part of her breasts that spilled over the
top of her T-shirt. She was not wearing bra. I found
myself checking her out. Not sexually. But as any
person would when you see a beautiful woman,
especially when so much of her flesh was exposed. Her
breasts were beautiful. Very shapely. I did not want
her to catch me looking down her cleavage. So I moved
back to the couch. As I sat there looking at my cousin
I realised that she was a very good-looking girl. Her
face was not a model's face, but her body certainly
was. The shorts she was wearing was very skimpy and
very tight. I took a closer look at her back. Her ass
was good. Very tight.

Her shorts stopped just below her ass cheeks. Her legs
were nice and neat. As she moved I could see the lower
portion of her cheeks. I felt a little warm all over.
For the first time in my life I realised that I was
turned on by a woman's body. Susan was busy drawing. I
sat back and watched her body move as she worked her
way round the drawing board. One hour passed without
my realising it. It was a big surprise to me that I
spent nearly an hour admiring her body. After she
finished her work, we sat down for dinner. Susan fixed
drinks for us as I cut the salad. We squatted on the
floor with the dinner. Before I finished my first
drink Susan finished two. As she helped herself to her
third, she looked at me and said, "This is the only
relaxation I have. Don't think I do this all the
time."

But by the time we finished dinner I realised that she
was a little drunk. I told her to stay where she was
while I cleaned up. She leaned back and watched some
show on the TV. When I came back, she was asleep on
the floor. I was not sure I could get her into bed
myself. I sat near her wondering whether I should let
her sleep or wake her up and get her to her bed. I
found myself checking out her body again. The T-shirt
had moved up exposing her belly. It was firm and taut.
Her shorts now looked so tight that they looked like
they were painted on.
Her legs were spread a little allowing me a good look
of her crotch. As I looked closer, I could see that
there was a stain there. She had been wet! When? I
looked at her face to make sure that she was asleep.
Then I bent forward for a closer look of her crotch.
It took me by surprise. She did not seem to be wearing
anything inside her shorts. Susan did not seem to the
person I thought she was.

It was too cold to sleep on the floor. I called her
name several times before she opend her eyes. I told
her I would get her to her bed. With one of her hands
over my shoulder I slowly moved her to her bedroom. My
hand was below her armpits supporting her. As we
moved, I could feel her breasts touching my hand. It
was a funny feeling. Something I was not used to. But
it felt nice. The moment her head touched the pillow
Susan was asleep. I switched off the lights and was
about to close the blinds when I the light in the
neighbour's window caught my eye. I could see Janet.
She was in bed reading something. She was wearing the
same T-shirt but the shorts were gone. She now had on
a skirt. But the way she was lying on the bed, almost
her entire leg was exposed.

I stood at the window looking at her for some time. As
I was about to turn back, she got up from the bed. She
took off her T-shirt and dropped her skirt. She had
nothing on inside. Nobody in this town seemed to be
using bra and panties. But before I could get a good
look at her she disappeared into the bath. I decided
to wait. If she went in nude, she would probably come
out nude. After about ten minutes she came out. She
had a towel wrapped around her body. I was
disappointed. Janet stood in front of the mirror. She
combed her hair. Then she dropped the towel. Was she
good! I suppose she was doing breast self-examination.
She raised her left hand above her head and with her
right hand massaged her left breast. She even tweaked
her nipples. Then she did the same with her right
breast. My mouth was dry and my heart was beating fast
as I watched her. Then she checked her tummy, for
nonexistent fat. Then she turned around partly to
check her back. She took each cheek in hand as if she
was weighing it. She looked satisfied with the weight.
I could see that she had shaved her pussy. I had never
been turned on so much in my life. Janet put on a long
T-shirt and got inside the covers. When I turned back
to go to my room I realised that I was wet. It was a
shock to me that a woman could turn me on so much.

I twisted and turned in my bed. I just could not
sleep. There was a throbbing in my cunt that refused
to go away. Finally, I put my hand there and slowly
rubbed my clit. I closed my eyes and thought about
Janet. I could still see her hands pressing and
pulling at her own nipples. Within a few minutes I
felt my belly tightening. As I came, I cried out
Janet's name softly.

Next morning, I left for my city telling Susan that I
was looking forward to the next weekend. And I really
meant that. Susan gave me a spare key so that I
wouldn't have to wait if she was not at home when I
reached.

The following week I came early hoping to spend more
time with Susan and if possible to get better
acquainted with her friend Janet. But to my
disappointment Susan was not at home when I reached
her place. Since I had the key, I let myself in. Once
inside I remembered Janet and decided to see if the
view was good during daytime. The view that I got was
nothing like what I had expected.

Susan and Janet were in bed. They were covered by the
sheet. But from their bare shoulders I could tell that
they were nude. Topless at least. They were talking.
Whatever they did was over. I stood there transfixed.
Soon Susan turned to Janet and gave her along kiss. As
they kissed they hugged each other. The sheet slipped
and their breasts were exposed. As they hugged their
breasts were pressed against each other. Then Susan
got out of bed. She was nude. Totally. Her body was
lovely. I could feel myself getting wet. But before I
could admire her body she put on her T-shirt and
shorts. That reminded me. They were probably making
out in the house last week before I interrupted them.
The same shorts and T-shirt. So convenient. You can
put them on in a flash when required.


I thought of a plan. I'll tell you about it in the
next part. Tell me if you liked it so far. Mail me at
katebrown22@yahoo.com