Incest Day 01: Kissing Cousins

I awoke suddenly. My heart was pounding, yet I couldn't figure out why. There was also a sense of excitement, but the reason for its presence was impossible to identify. I lay there for a while, staring up at the ceiling as I struggled to figure it out. It took some time, but the grogginess of sleep eventually faded. That's when it hit me. I now knew why I was so eager to begin the day.

"It's my birthday!" I yelped.

My heart leapt in my chest as my body did the same from the bed. I didn't even feel the cool morning air as it brushed against my bare frame. Nor did I feel the goosebumps that spread across my skin like an army of undead rising from the earth. All I could think about was my nightstand and the note I knew I would find there.

My eyes landed on the note. Moments later my lips curled into a broad smile. I had never been this excited. Or happy. But I was also terrified. After all, it's not every day a girl turns eighteen. But that wasn't the cause for my fear.

For as long as I can remember, my family has honored the ancient tradition of the birthday game. I'm not entirely sure who invented it, but each time a member of our family turns eighteen, they play the birthday game. Not much is known about it. In fact, I only knew two things. One: The game begins on a person's eighteenth birthday. Two: The game lasts four days. Other than that, the game was a complete mystery to me. That's why I was so terrified. But it's also why I was so excited. Why would my relatives bother to keep it a secret if it wasn't the most incredible experience a young woman—or man—could experience?

I reached for the note and held it up. My hands were shaking so much that I could barely read it. But I still managed to make out the words that had been typed onto the paper.

The first part quickly explained the history of the game. While I had often wondered about its origins, I skimmed through this part. The next section was far more informative.

...the game will last four days. Male relatives will spend each day with a different female family member. Female relatives will be paired with males. Your assigned relative will be in charge of your activities for the day...

There were more details, but the rest were relatively useless, so I skipped through until I reached the list of rules which were printed at the very bottom of the page.

Rule 1: You must do everything your assigned relative asks of you. No questions asked!

Rule 2: Once the game begins, it must be completed. It cannot be stopped!

Rule 3: Try and have fun. It's your birthday after all!

I had always known the birthday game was a big deal, yet I had no idea how formal it was. Until now. But I forgot all about the rules of the games when I noticed a second note on my nightstand. It had been concealed underneath the first one. I picked it up and quickly read it.

Happy birthday, Lola. Your assigned relative for the day is your cousin Alec. You are to meet him at the pier at 9:00 AM. Dress for the beach.

That was all it said. Or so I thought until I noticed a few words printed at the bottom of the page.

P.S. The game will officially begin once you meet Alec at the pier. Once it begins, it cannot be stopped.

I'm not sure why, but those few words sent a shiver running down my spine. Then again, that may simply have been the cool morning air. Suddenly aware of my lack of clothes, I folded up the notes, slipped them in a drawer and made my way over to the nearby closet.

My outfit for the day was quite simple. The first layer was made up of the skimpy pink bikini I had picked up the day before. I already owned three different ones, but I had fallen madly in love with it, and resisting the urge to buy it had been impossible. I just loved the way it made my breasts pop. Not to mention how bodacious my butt appeared when framed by the thin fabric. Then again, maybe it had more to do with the way the salesman had complimented me on how beautiful I looked in it. Of course the fact that he was a complete hunk didn't hurt either. The point is, my new acquisition made me look hot and that's all that mattered.

The second layer was slightly less appealing. Still, the sundress that covered my skimpy swimwear hugged my frame with utter perfection. The blue and yellow flowers that were sprinkled across the fabric made both my eyes and my golden locks pop. Meanwhile, the red ones made the lipstick I wore appear even more vibrant. In other words, I had never looked hotter. But at the same time, I was comfortable and ready to take on any challenge my cousin threw my way. Or so I thought.

I made my way downstairs and joined my parents for breakfast. At least that was what I would have done had I not been late. I only had half an hour to get to the pier and the trip lasted on average thirty-two minutes. So all I had time for was a quick conversation with my parents before heading off to join my cousin for our day of... well, I had no idea what he had planned for me.

I was on time. But only barely. I was in such a hurry to reach the meeting spot that I forgot all about the warning the note had given. The game would officially begin once I joined my cousin at the meeting spot. By the time I realized this, it was too late.

Alec was a few years older than me. I remember when he turned eighteen and played the birthday game. Actually, that's a lie. I was too young to be a part of the game, so I was forced to observe my cousin's behavior change gradually as the days went by. By the time the fourth day came to an end and the game was officially over, he had changed quite a bit. He seemed older somehow. More experienced. But I never understood why. Until now.

Alec had been hitting the gym pretty hard lately and he was shredded. The fact that he wore nothing more than a pair of red swim trunks and a white, skintight t-shirt in no way helped conceal his rippling musculature. In fact, it took all the strength I had not to stare at his flawless frame. After all, he was my cousin.

"Happy birthday," was the first thing Alec said to me.

"Thanks," I replied. At least I think that's what I said. I can't be sure because I was busy struggling to keep from ogling my handsome relative.

"Shall we go for a walk?" he asked. We stood at the end of the pier, which overlooked the large lake where my family and I came to swim every chance we got. During vacation season the beaches that ringed the lake overflowed with people, but it was late in the season, and only a few tourists remained. Given the early hour, Alec and I were the only two people here.

"All right," I agreed.

I couldn't help staring at Alec's butt as I followed him along the pier. Then I remembered he was my relative and I tore my gaze away. My thoughts then turned to the birthday game. I had been so busy obsessing over my cousin's muscular physic that I had forgotten all about it. But now that I thought of it I realized the game had officially begun. I wanted to ask Alec about it, but I assumed he would tell me when the time was right.

We soon reached the beach, and after hiding our shoes under the pier, we walked by the water's edge. Every few seconds the water would tickle my toes. It was late in the season, but the water was still warm. As was the slowly rising sun's rays.

We walked and talked. Alec and I didn't get a chance to hang out much, so this was the perfect opportunity to catch up. But at the back of my mind I kept wondering what sort of activities he had planned for us. Spending the day at the beach would undoubtedly be fun, but it would be a disappointment if it was all we did. After all, this was no ordinary day. It was my eighteenth birthday. I chose to keep my mouth shut and wait for Alec to make his move. Whatever it was.

We walked for a while, enjoying the caress of the sun's rays and the rhythmic pounding of the waves. We had nearly reached the end of the beach when Alec stopped mid-stride.

"Want to go for a swim?" he asked. It was still early and I didn't feel like getting wet, but he was halfway through removing his t-shirt by the time the thought occurred to me. One look at his washboard abs chased away all of my doubts. Moments later, my sundress was joining my cousin's shirt on the humid sand.

"Wow!" said Alec. I didn't understand what he was referring to until I noticed him staring at me. There was no way of knowing for sure, but I could have sworn he was checking my out. "You're so beautiful," he complemented, confirming my suspicions. I knew it was an innocent comment, but I couldn't help blushing.

"Th-Thanks," I stuttered. I rushed toward the water before he could notice my flushed cheeks. But Alec broke out into a run and we reached the water at the same time. The difference in temperature was a shock. But not because the water was cold. Actually it was surprisingly warm. And given how chilly the air was, it felt like I was entering the world's largest heated pool.

Alec and I spent the next few hours playing around in the water. I quickly lost track of time and didn't think of the birthday game a single time. At least not until my cousin and I returned to the beach and laid out on the beach towels he had stashed nearby in anticipation of our arrival. I also spotted a picnic basket, which told me we would most likely be spending the entire day at the beach. But as fun as the first few hours had been, I couldn't help fearing that would be the extent of our planned activities. Why bother keeping the birthday game shrouded in secrecy if all we did was spend the day at the beach? But I forgot all about that when I noticed how warm the sun's rays had gotten. If lying about the beach was to be my fate for the rest of the way, why not take advantage it to get some color?

I slipped onto my front and untied my bikini top. I always did this when I sunbathed to avoid tan lines. Had I been alone I would have removed my top altogether, but I didn't feel comfortable letting my cousin see me topless. Clearly he didn't share my reservations.

"You can remove your bottom too if you like," he said. At first I thought he was kidding, but one look at him was all it took to inform me he was serious.

"I won't peek," he promised as he looked away.

I was tempted to accept his offer, but I hadn't baked in the sun long enough for that.

"But you're my cousin," I said. "Won't be kind of... awkward?"

I had planned on adding something else, but the words died in my throat when I glanced at him.

He was naked! He lay on his stomach, so all I could see was his butt, but that didn't change the fact that he was naked from head to toe. The first emotion I experienced was shock. But the surprise soon faded, replaced instead by arousal. My cousin was so hot, and the sight of his exposed frame was driving me crazy. But then the incredibly perversity of such thoughts dawned on me, and I chased the arousal away. But that didn't keep me from using my cousin's lack of clothes as an excuse to eradicate what remained of my swimwear.

I glanced at Alec to make sure he wasn't looking, then stood up and slipped out of my bikini bottom. Moments later, I was back on the beach towel, smiling in delight as the sun's hot rays caressed my naked frame. I kept glancing at Alec, expecting to find him staring back at me, but he seemed content simply lying there. I eventually grew accustomed to the fact that we were both naked and focused instead on enjoying the relaxing day at the beach my cousin had provided me with.

I was about to fall asleep when my cousin's voice filled the air.

"I think you're getting a sunburn," he told me. I glanced at him and realized he was now seated. His legs kept me from seeing anything important, but I was nonetheless tempted to alter my position to see more of my handsome cousin. But doing that would mean revealing my own body. Not to mention the fact that Alec was my relative, which made my attraction to him rather immoral.

"Don't move," said Alec as he stood up and strode away from me.

"Where are you going?" I asked as I watched his butt flex with each step.

"I'm getting some sunscreen," he replied as he crouched down and began digging around the picnic basket. Moments later he stood up and turned toward me. I was tempted to keep my gaze focused on him, but I didn't want him to see me staring, so I averted my gaze right before his manhood came into view.

I focused on the sound of sand grinding against sand as he neared me. I desperately wanted to peak, but I somehow kept my perverse urges in check. That is, until I felt something cold brush against my back.

"What are you doing?" I asked as I peered back at Alec over my shoulder. But I no longer cared about the man's member.

"I don't want you to get burned," he said as he began spreading the blob of sunscreen he had just squirted onto my back with his hands. I now understood what that cold liquid had been. I considered asking him to stop, but that seemed rude. He was just trying to help. The fact that he was my cousin didn't mean anything. Or so I thought until he began rubbing the sunscreen into my butt cheeks.

"Wh-What are you doing?" I asked.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" he shot back. Either he didn't realize how inappropriate his actions were or he didn't care. He kept working my cheeks for a few seconds longer before finally pulling away.

"Turn around," he instructed.

"WHAT?" I was so surprised that I momentarily lost all control of my vocal cords. As a result, the word was yelled instead of spoken.

Alec chuckled.

"I'm just trying to make sure you don't get burned," he said.

I still wasn't convinced.

"You must do whatever I ask," he reminded me. At first I didn't understand what he was talking about until I remembered the birthday game. Though it was nothing like I had envisioned, the game was technically under way. That meant I had to obey my cousin's requests, no matter how odd or inappropriate they were.

"All right," I agreed. Moments later I was flipping over. My breasts and pussy were both exposed, but Alec seemed to have no interest in them. He simply squirted a blob of sunscreen onto my stomach and started working it into my skin. I was incredibly tense for the first few seconds, but my cousin's skin was incredibly soft and his finger strokes surprisingly gentle. I eventually closed my eyes and enjoyed the relaxing massage that was the byproduct of the sunscreen application. But my muscles tensed up again when his fingers began working my breasts.

"What are you doing?" I asked. At least that was what I had planned on asking, but he pulled away before I could complain. I relaxed. That is, until his fingers slithered across my labia.

"What the hell?" I yelped as my cousin began working my pussy. His strokes were quite gentle, but that didn't make the situation any less wrong.

"What?" asked Alec innocently. His fingers continued working my labia. "You'll burn unless every inch is covered."

I considered this for a few seconds. It was true, yet it did not make my cousin's actions any less perverse. Speaking of perverse, I was beginning to enjoy the feel of his fingers on my slit.

"Stop rubbing my pussy," I said. I was more angry at myself than him, but I wasn't about to tell him that.

Alec groaned.

"All right," he said as his fingers dropped from my slit. "I'll stop rubbing your pussy."

I thought that would be the end of it. It was only the beginning.

Instead of backing away from me, Alec lay down between my legs and pressed his tongue to my labia. I was so stunned by his audacity that I didn't immediately react. He took advantage of this to massage my lips with his tongue. One lick. Two licks. Three.

"What?" That was all I could muster. It was enough.

Alec pulled away from my slit long enough to speak a few words. "I said I would stop rubbing your pussy. I never said I wouldn't lick it."

I didn't know how to react. Part of me was angry at him for tricking me. Another was angry at myself for not picking up on the trickery sooner. There was also fear. Not of what my handsome cousin would do, but of what I would do in response. What if my arousal returned? What if I couldn't fight it? What if I allowed Alec to take advantage of me? What if... So many questions, and not a single answer. And every second I spent worrying was another second my cousin had access to my slit.

"Stop," I said. I had planned on my voice being forceful, but all that toppled from my lips was a weak whisper. I couldn't tell if Alec hear it or not. I only know his tongue continued gliding across my labia.

I opened my mouth to protest yet again, but no words came out. Perhaps it was because of the fear that gripped me. Or maybe it was the arousal that had now invaded my body. Or perhaps it was the reminder than I had to do everything my cousin asked, no matter how perverse. In the end the reason mattered little. The point is that I ignored my brain's warnings and instead focused on my body's desires.

"Fuck!" I yelped as Alec's tongue slid into me. Or maybe it was a moan. I couldn't tell. I guess it doesn't really matter.

I'm not sure how long it took, but I eventually lost all desire for the perverse encounter to end. I didn't care that Alec was my cousin. Nor did it bother me that we were having sex on a public beach. Only my lover's tongue mattered. It darted in and out of me with increasing speed. Moans toppled from my lips. They intensified with each new thrust.

I was beginning to think things couldn't get any better. I was wrong. Alec reached up and felt around until his hands made contact with my breasts. Moments later his fingers were working my nipples. They got tweaked, pulled and twisted. It didn't take long before they turned to stone. They were now so sensitive that each new stroke sent a moan flying out of me. Or maybe that was the pussy licking.

Time passed. At least I assume it did, because my moans were now so powerful they drowned out the sound of the waves crashing against the sand. And the occasional cry of seagulls. Not to mention the intermittent rumble of engines as vehicles sped by the beach.

I was so turned on that I could barely move. I was only vaguely aware of my lover's fingers on my nipples. All I could think about was his tongue. It darted in and out of me with superhuman speed. Is moved with such purpose that I lost the ability to tell when it was in and when it was out. Come to think of it, it didn't really matter. Only one thing mattered and that was the orgasm growing within me. I couldn't tell when it had first appeared, but it was now all I could think about. It grew and grew until it filled my entire body. But still it expanded. And it continued to do so until it felt like I was a sun nearing supernova.

That's what it happened. I climaxed. Harder than ever before.

"FUCK!" I yelled. At least I think I did. The sheer intensity of my orgasm was so overpowering that I momentarily lost contact with reality. But still I felt Alec's tongue darting in and out of me. I even sensed his fingers working my nipples. At one point I actually felt the sun's warm rays on my skin. Or maybe that was just my imagination. I can't be sure. Nor can I say how long my orgasm lasted. All I know is that it was the most potent climax of my entire life.

Time seemed to stretch on forever. Yet at the same time it appeared to speed by. Then the final shudder rippled through me and it was over. No more moaning. Just panting. No more squirming in delight. Only the feel of my chest rising and falling to the rhythm of my rapid breathing. As the seconds passed my heart rate began to slow. The arousal that had once inhabited me gradually retreated. By the time I could breathe normally, every a little remained. It its place now stood regret. And shame. And pretty much every other emotion you would expect. After all, I had just had sex with my cousin.