0 comments/ 14550 views/ 12 favorites Not What it Seemed By: bbare Readers, This is a completely fictional story told in the first person. Lots of firsts for the main characters. ***** Summer 1979. I'm ready to begin my sophomore year at the university here in Central California. I was a psychology major and I had navigated my way around my freshman year in a new city and my own small apartment just a few blocks away from the campus. My parents were both high school teachers. Dad taught US History and Civics and Mom taught various math classes, including algebra and geometry. Although they made a decent living, they weren't able to completely assist in my education. Fortunately for them, my older brother, Doug, had received a full ride scholarship to play football on the east coast. That freed up some money to help me more than they had originally planned. They were able to cover half of my tuition and a student loan took care of the rest of tuition and books. They paid half of my rent, which was 500 dollars total, and I worked part time in the university cafeteria to pay the other 250 dollars. My dad had contacts at the university since that was his alma mater. His contacts had helped secure a position in the cafeteria. The hours were convenient; 5:00 am to 7:30am every Monday through Friday mornings during the school year. There was always prep work to do early in the mornings and students began to show up around 7:00 to eat breakfast or just get a cup of coffee before their classes began. The money wasn't great, it was only 12.5 hours per week, but it did help pay my rent and put a few groceries in the fridge and cabinet. It also put a tank of gas in my 1973 Datsun pickup. My parents also took care of the insurance and registration for me. I had made a friend at school, Randall and when school wasn't in session I was able to get a few hours of work delivering pizza (his dad owned a pizzeria and had taken a liking to me). Again, the money wasn't great but it did keep my minimal expenses covered. I had the reputation of being a hard worker and a serious student. Sometimes as a kid that would make me the object of teasing by those less industrious, but as an adult it had benefitted me quite well. I was also fairly inexperienced in matters of a carnal nature. I had a couple of girlfriends in high school and had one that lasted only briefly in college. It's not that I was completely green, it's just that I had never gone all the way. Both of my girlfriends in high school were willing to play around in the car or on the couch, but would always cut it short before our clothes came off. They were okay with their breasts and asses being fondled, but no further. By that time, I would have a raging erection that would be dying for relief. The second girlfriend, Allie, had gone out with me prior to me leaving for college. We had something in common in that we were both serious students and we had both turned 18 within the past two weeks. Allie wasn't a real beauty. In reality, she was really a plain Jane, but she was very nice to me and she had a great pair of large breasts that I had enjoyed feeling up in the past. She had long dark hair that went half way to her hips. I was hoping that now that we were legally considered adults, she'd let me go further. We went to the movies and sat up top. I ran my right arm around her neck and inched my hand near her right breast. She seemed to enjoy the attention; especially since no one else could see us. I took her home and she invited me inside. Her parents were gone for the night. I really was beginning to believe that this would be the night that I'd get laid. While on the couch we began French kissing and I was fondling her breasts again. My cock was unbelievably hard. I took a chance and began to move my hand inside of her blouse so that I could hopefully remove her bra. She stopped me. Shit, here we go again. Tease, then disappoint. Instead, she voluntarily removed her blouse and bra. "Here, I know you've wanted to see these. Have fun with them but I can't go any further Kevin. I'm still a virgin and I plan on staying that way until I meet the right guy. You're a good guy...and don't take this as an insult...but I don't see you as the kind of guy I'd want to get too serious with." "However, I'm sitting here letting you see my naked tits. You're the first guy to ever... I've ever let another guy get this far." I was disappointed yet happy to get my hands on large naked breasts for the first time in my young life. I would often reach down to reposition the erection that was uncomfortable inside of my shorts. "Take off your pants, Kevin. I'm showing you my tits so you shouldn't be too ashamed to pull your manhood and let me see it." I didn't mind showing my hard cock, but I was hoping it would be to place it inside of her womanhood. Now, it was just on display. However, she was right. She was sitting there completely topless and unashamed. She admitted that my cock was the first erect one she'd ever seen. She gently placed her fingers on it. She treated it like it was fragile; as if she would break it if she held it too tight. By this time, I was about ready to come. I reached over and stuck my hand down the front of her pants. "No penetration, Kevin. Just remember that." She meant it. She made me swear that I wouldn't put my cock anywhere near her vaginal opening. I reluctantly agreed because I wanted to see her in all of her naked glory. Her short pants and underwear came down and I was in awe of the sight in front of me. She had a very thick and dark mane of hair between her legs. I was in such awe that all I could do was keep running my hand through all of that fur. Allie kept stroking my cock until I could take it anymore. I wanted so badly to put my hardness inside of her but I didn't dare try. Instead, I shot several thick streams of my semen that covered her tits and belly. She hadn't seen anything like that before. Of course I had never released my load in front of anyone before either. My cock had reduced to its normal size quickly and suddenly I became self-conscious. I was proud of my length and girth when it was rock hard. Now it was just normal and I instinctively began to cover it with my hand. The fact is, I'm not overly blessed but years later I've learned that I wasn't so bad that I should have been embarrassed. Six inches when hard but with a thickness that was slightly above average. Allie laughed at my embarrassment. I realized the folly and ceased any attempt to cover it. We also had the mess that still existed on Allie's chest to deal with. Allie excused herself so that she could get a quick shower and clean up. While she was in the shower, I decided to join her. There was no effort to stop me. She reminded me of my promise of no sex. I looked down and realized that I was already getting another erection. I gleefully washed her body from head to toe. She returned the favor and spent an extra amount of time washing my cock with soap and water. Within minutes, she had me coming on her again so I repeated my washing of her to remove the residue of my excitement. So, prior to going to college, this was the extent of my sexual experience. It was a fun night and I'll be forever grateful to Allie for allowing me to go that far, but I was still frustrated that I hadn't truly lost my virginity. I only saw Allie a few more times in the next year. She had gone to a local junior college while I moved an hour away to the university. We never even made out again. That was a one-time happening. While in college, she met the man that she'd eventually marry. A few years later they moved to Houston when he got a job transfer. I still wonder to this day if he knows about that one night we had. She could honestly tell him that she was still a virgin and that she had saved herself for him. Although technically she would be correct, we had done everything short of insertion. I can still see that awesome naked body in my mind 36 years later. In July of 1979, I got a call from my dad. "Son, this is Dad. Hey, you're going to have a roommate." "Huh?" "Yeah, your cousin Beth is going to be moving in with you." "What?" It's not that I didn't like Beth but the idea of a roommate didn't appeal to me at all. "Dad, this is only a one bedroom apartment. One of us isn't going to have a room." "No problem, son. Your Uncle Bill is helping her move in the beginning of August. He is going to replace your sofa with one that pulls out into a bed. Maybe you can just make a spot in your room for a small dresser for her." "Also, Uncle Bill is picking up your part of the rent. I didn't think you'd mind an extra 250 bucks in your pocket each month." There was no way to argue that point. I could almost picture my wallet smiling. There was another problem that I couldn't share with my dad. I always had a crush on Beth. The fact that she was my cousin was all that stopped me from ever going any further. Beth and I were one day apart in age. My birthday was July 1 and hers was July 2 of the same year. She wanted to go to a four year college but her grades weren't good enough to get into my college. After a year of junior college, she reapplied and was accepted. She was intelligent but she realized that she'd have to study a little harder to make it at the next level. She wasn't lazy at all, she had grown up working on the ranch, but she didn't put that same effort into school...until junior college. Beth was a tall, slender blonde. About 5 feet 10 inches tall and slender. She was somewhat tomboyish in the way she dressed but it was impossible to ignore her natural beauty. Although I'd never seen her dressed in any provocative way, it appeared that she wasn't too abundant up top. Still, her beautiful and slightly freckled face and her overall build were very easy on my eyes. My uncle Bill and Aunt Evelyn were ranchers. They raised dozens of cattle and hundreds of chickens and other fowl. They also had fruit trees and a large garden that grew everything from tomatoes and okra to green beans and peas. They lived a half hour away but it seemed like they were from a different world. Their spacious ranch was 3 miles away from the nearest town and a half hour from us, where they'd do most of their shopping. I enjoyed the ranch, not only because of Beth being there but because I enjoyed the atmosphere there. It was a lot of work for them to keep the ranch going but they loved it. It was their entire living. I enjoyed eating Aunt Evelyn's food. Most of it was home-grown. At home, we always had plenty of apricot and peach preserves that she would make from the fruits of her trees. Still, I was bothered with the idea of having Beth as a roomie. I had become comfortable living alone. I often walked around the apartment either naked or in my underwear. That would have to stop. Also, I'm sure I'd see a lot of her and those lustful feelings would create a level of discomfort for me. There was no way I'd put the moves on my cousin. That first Saturday in August, I saw Uncle Bill's pickup pull up with all of Beth's belongings in the back. He and Aunt Evelyn were there to make sure their little girl was going to be okay with her new arrangments. It was a typical hot August day in Central California and Beth was dressed appropriately. She had on a sleeveless plaid blouse and modestly short blue short pants. Immediately, I pictured her without those clothes. I had to discipline myself to not think about it and welcome her graciously, not like a lecherous pervert. I helped Uncle Bill haul out my old sofa and bring in the new one. There were a few boxes of Beth's personal belongings as well as her clothes and shoes. Uncle Bill took us to lunch prior to leaving to go home. The goodbye was emotional for the three of them. Although she'd only be an hour away, it seemed like much further for the loving parents. Beth's older brother, Junior, had gone to junior college for two years then entered the work force as an insurance adjuster. Another concession to Uncle Bill was that we'd share my pickup. Uncle Bill would also cover the insurance, registration, and any maintenance needed. Dad had used his contacts at the university to get Beth a job working in the cafeteria with me. It seemed like the perfect set-up except that I'd be seeing Beth more and more and those feelings of lust would reemerge. After that evening with Allie, I was more anxious than ever to go all the way. That wasn't going to happen with Beth and it wasn't going to happen with anyone else in my apartment with Beth there. What made it even harder on me (pun intended) was while I was helping Beth unpack her goods, I saw her bending over to pick up something and the sides of her sleeveless blouse would provide a gap large enough to peek inside of her blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra and her small breasts were in full view at the right angle. I had made an effort to not pay attention to her but this was too good to ignore. Seeing those small yet beautiful breasts on Beth had created that same feeling of discomfort inside of my underwear. Usually, I'd just lay on my bed and take care of the erection until my sac was empty. That wasn't going to happen now either, not with Beth there. I excused myself and went into the bathroom. I took care of that business there. I figured that I'd have to get used to it with Beth now in the place. After that, things went very well. I never got another peek at her tits. At least not for a few weeks. She dressed more conservatively for school. We didn't have any classes together. Her desire was to be a physical therapist. The first semester together, I had a 7:45 class but her first class wasn't until 9:50. We both worked in the cafeteria until 7:30 and then I'd grab a cup of coffee and go to class. She walked back home and rested or did homework until 9:30, which is when she'd begin walking to class. It was less than a 10 minute walk to school. We were very compatible roommates. There was hardly any friction. I felt bad that she had the sofa bed and offered to trade her, but she declined. She was just happy to be someplace where she felt safe and the bed was reasonably comfortable for her. We both had classes every day of the week. Our schedules were staggered so we were both going in and out of the apartment at all times of the day. If I had two hours or more between classes, I'd walk home and either study or get a quick nap. Less than two hours and I'd go to the library and study. I even dozed off in the library a few times. One Wednesday, I was supposed to go to a 7:45 class but when I arrived, there was a note on the door stating that classes with this professor for the day had been cancelled due to illness and the lack of an appropriate substitute. There was a brief mention of a reading assignment and to return on Friday for the next scheduled class. I didn't have another class until 11:35 so I walked home. I entered the apartment and headed to my room. I heard some shower water going and the bathroom door was wide open. I couldn't resist the temptation. I peeked inside and saw a blurry vision of Beth allowing the water from the nozzle run down her hair. I couldn't make out any specifics. The glass door to our shower/tub was lightly frosted so the best I could see was a nude form under the shower spray. Sadly, I couldn't make out her tits or anything else. I didn't notice any other clothes in the bathroom so I guessed that she'd probably come out naked; assuming that she was alone. I owed it to her to let her know that I was there. I spoke up loud enough so she could hear me over the shower water. "Hey Beth. Kevin here. Class was cancelled." Total silence. I wondered if she heard me...or if she did hear me didn't know what to say. "Beth?" "I heard you Kevin. Do me a favor and shut the bathroom door then." "No problem, Beth." I went to shut the bathroom door, hoping for at least another peek, although obstructed by the frosted glass. She had turned her back to the shower door and all I saw was the blurry vision of her naked ass. I sat down at my bedroom desk and began my reading assignment. Beth finally emerged from the bathroom completely covered up with a towel. She didn't appear upset. "Excuse me Kevin. I didn't expect you here and I had planned on getting dressed in your room. I need you to move until I'm dressed." "No problem. I'll just read at the kitchen table." "Thanks. This is kind of awkward but you're being good about it." I took my textbook and began reading again. Beth finally came out 5 minutes later and went back to the bathroom to brush out her hair. I had learned that she was low maintenance when it came to preparing to leave the house. She wore no makeup at all and kept her blonde hair back in a ponytail. The only jewelry she wore were simple earrings, a watch, and her senior class ring. "Thanks again Kevin. That's why I feel safe here." "Hey, I'm not the kind of guy that would hit on my cousin" "I'm not exactly your cousin." "What do you mean? You're my dad's brother's daughter. That makes you my cousin." "You don't know, Kevin? Nobody in your family has never told you what happened?" I was more than just a little confused. "Your Uncle Bill and Aunt Evelyn aren't my real parents." "Don't get me wrong, they raised me, but I have no clue where my parents are." She went on to explain that her mother often had Aunt Evelyn babysit often. Her parents were never married and her dad bolted when he discovered that her mother was pregnant. Not too long before she turned 3, her mother left her with Aunt Evelyn to babysit again. This time, she never returned. They notified authorities and found her two months later in Oregon. She had no desire to come back for her daughter. My aunt and uncle became her legal guardians. She was never adopted but she looked to them as her parents. "Kevin, I'm disappointed that your parents never told you this. It's common knowledge in the family. As soon as I was old enough to understand that they weren't my real parents, they explained to me what my mother had done. They explained that they still have no clue who my dad is." "My birth mother was a friend of your aunt when they were in high school. They stayed in touch even after your aunt was married and working on their ranch." I'm not sure how my face looked but Beth must have thought I was angry. "Don't be angry, Kevin. It doesn't change anything." "Yes it does, Beth. Changes a lot!" I said that before thinking about it. The obvious follow-up question would certainly come now. She didn't disappoint. "How is that Kevin? We get along well. You've made my moving away from home for the first time as easy as possible. I really appreciate what you've done." To tell her the truth would make more sense to her. However, the truth would be unbearably uncomfortable for me. How do I tell her that I've had a crush on her since we were young kids. She knew I liked her like a cousin but I never acted in any way to make her think I had other intentions. I was silent for several seconds. I was also seething inwardly at somehow being left out of this important knowledge about Beth's true parents. "Kevin, we've gotten along very well since we were kids. Suddenly you're acting different towards me. What did I do wrong?" "Nothing at all. Believe me Beth. Nothing at all. It's just other things going on in my stupid head." "Because no one bothered to tell you about my parentage?" She was only partially right. "Beth, that's only a small part of it. Don't worry, I'll be fine." Not What it Seemed That didn't satisfy her. "Look Kevin, if this is going to be a problem, I can call my dad and get my own place." I didn't want that. I enjoyed having her with me. "No need for that Beth. Just promise to not get mad at me if I tell you why I'm disturbed." She gave me a look of both confusion and apprehension. "I don't know why I'd be upset at such a sweetheart like you. Just spill it Kevin." Sweetheart? I liked that. I wanted to be her sweetheart but in just a different way than she intended it. I hesitated to make sure I spoke my thoughts correctly. I wanted no misunderstanding. "Be patient with me Beth. It's not easy to explain." "What, is the truth that hard to say?" "This time, yes." I knew I was cornered, I'd just have to blurt it all out and pray that she didn't run away scared. "Okay...but remember that you are the one that wanted it." "That's fair Kevin. I have been the aggressive one. I want the truth...no matter what." "Okay. We've been close cousins since we were little...except now we aren't even cousins if what you're saying is true. I am disappointed that my parents didn't tell me but that's only a small part of my problem although I do feel like a dunce for being so uninformed." "Now remember, you asked for the rest of it." "Yes, Kevin...we've already agreed on that." She was getting impatient. "Beth, I've developed feelings for you...feelings that would be unnatural if you were my cousin." "Feelings, Kevin? As in romantic feelings?" "YES!" I blurted out somewhat louder. "Yes, Beth. For God's sake. We get along well as friends, you are very attractive and sexy, and as long as you were my cousin, I could keep those feelings in check. That kept me from ever going any further than being cousins." "Now, I'm not living with my cousin. I'm living with a girl that I've had a crush on for so many years. That changes the way I look at you." "I don't want you to leave. I enjoy having you here. I just wish you felt the same way about me. That would make it easier." "Hey blockhead (a favorite friendly insult of hers), what makes you think I've never thought of you that way? "Not once have you ever shown an interest in me other than like a friend. Damn it Kevin, I'm not the kind to make the first move. I may be fairly liberated in some areas but I still like the guy to make the first move." "Well, shit Beth, I thought you were my cousin. I felt like such a pervert for even looking at you in a sexual way." "So, when you thought I was your cousin, you'd just have me living here to lust over...but never act on it?" "Exactly. It didn't matter how hot I thought you were, I was not going to get romantic with my cousin." "Kevin, that makes sense. In fact, I will admit to admiring your self-restraint." "Look, you and your brother Doug and nice looking young men. Doug knew we weren't cousins but he had no desire for me at all. I just figured that you had no interest in a tall, skinny blonde with small boobs, a tiny ass, and an average face. You could get a real hot babe if you tried." I took offense to that. "What in the hell do you mean by that? I just told you about my feelings. I must obviously think that you're pretty hot. Hell, I got excited when I saw your tits the day you moved in." Oops. I didn't mean to say that. Was I in trouble? "Hold on a sec. How did you see my tits that day?" Time for honesty. I knew she wouldn't let me off the hook on this one. Me and my big mouth. "To clarify, just your left tit." "That's not an answer, Kevin." "I know. You were wearing a loose fitting sleeveless blouse that day. No bra. When we got back to the apartment after lunch, we were unpacking your things." "Sometimes you would bend over and it gave a sizeable gap on the sides of your blouse. Your left boob was on full display. I tried not to look, but it was just too sexy to ignore. I got several looks that day." "I'm really not a pervert Beth. Guys notice things like that. If it hadn't been me, it would have been any other guy. In my case, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Besides, what was I supposed to tell you? Hey, Beth...your boob is showing?" "Yeah, I guess that would have been more than awkward. Still, the thought of exposing even that much is kind of embarrassing." "Really, more embarrassing than me telling you about my feelings for you?" "Why would that be embarrassing, Kevin. I'm flattered by it. Showing off my boob wasn't on purpose. That's embarrassing?" "Why would that be embarrassing? It was a nice sight...and you have a very attractive left boob. Take that as a compliment. Also take as a compliment that you have a very beautiful face because I mean that just as much as I meant the comment about your boob." "Okay...we're even on the embarrassment stuff. I have to get to class soon. Can we finish our discussion later? I should be home before 5. What time are you home tonight?" "Beth, I'll be at home after 2 today. I only have two classes on Monday and Wednesdays. I'll go to my next class and then I'll probably have to go to the library before coming home." "Good...we do need to talk Kevin. I think we both know that things have changed." "No shit! I just knew if it was good or bad." "Don't worry Kevin. It's all good. I'm not going anywhere. I want to live here. It's just that we need to discuss things in more detail. I don't expect much homework tonight so maybe we'll have a few hours together." I probably spent the longest wait of my life waiting for Beth to be finished with classes. I took the liberty of getting a pizza for us to share for dinner. At 4:55 Beth came through the door. Smiling. "Hey! Oh, you got some pizza? Good call. I didn't feel like cooking anything. You must not have wanted to cook either. Gives us a little more time together." We were thinking the same thing. "Hey, let me change into something more comfortable." Beth came out wearing that same sleeveless shirt that she had worn the day she moved in. "You're right Kevin. I was checking it out in your mirror and my boobs do come into view at the right angle. God, I wonder how many guys would have seen my boobs if I hadn't been wearing a bra." "I didn't wear a bra that day because it was hot and I would be sweating from the moving." "I assume you're wearing one now, right?" "Why should I Kevin? You've already seen it. Besides, I know not to bend too far to give you a show. So there!" She laughed at her tease as she playfully stuck out her tongue at me. That was typical of Beth. We always teased each other. Still, I wanted to dive into the pizza as well as the vital conversation that got suspended earlier in the day. I decided that brutal honesty was the best way to approach this. "Okay Beth. Let me start. First of all, I was fine with this being completely platonic when I thought you were my cousin. If I had known what everyone else knew, I would have asked you out a long time ago." "Kevin, my only problem is that people look at us like cousins, even though we all know that we aren't. I know it's not incestuous for us to have these feelings, but I'm not too sure our parents would agree." "I've always looked at your parents and addressed them as my aunt and uncle. This is a very difficult position we're in. I share similar feelings for you but..." She paused as I saw some tears escape from her eyes. "Why does this have to be so damn hard? I fight the urge to be pissed off at everyone that would pass judgment on us." I understood her better at that point. The fact is that if we had been boyfriend-girlfriend, there was probably no way that her dad would have moved her in with me. If we act out on our feelings, then sex would certainly be a possibility in the future. "Kevin, if we take this further, you know we'll have to keep it quiet from our family, right?" "I know. I've already thought of that. I can handle their disapproval but I really need the financial support...and so do you." "No kidding. Without your uncle picking up the tab on my part of the rent as well as your pickup expenses, it would be tough to make it." "And if he got upset enough, he could pull me out of college completely by not paying my tuition." I was still staring at her chest, knowing that there was no bra underneath. Again, my mouth went off before my better sense kicked in. "Beth, could I ask you a favor? Would you please raise up your blouse so I could see both breasts...I mean...I've seen one already." Did I really say that? I'm not sure who was more surprised...me or her. Me and my big mouth. I think the blood I was supposed to be using for my brain had completely gone to my cock. "I can't believe you asked me that?" Beth said in obvious shock. "Why would you ask me such a thing?" "I'm sorry. My big mouth went off before I could think about how rude that sounded. It's probably because I enjoyed that first time so much. Please forgive my juvenile request. You don't owe me that." She looked satisfied with my apology. "Don't worry Kevin. I guess you get a little too honest at times. Actually, I'm flattered and shocked that you'd ask for that, though." "Flattered?" "Well, obviously you liked what you saw. Someone like myself that doesn't have much up top...well, it's nice to know you like them." "Thanks Beth...you're the best. Yes, I really did like what I saw but I need to be more discreet in the future." That brought Beth to the next question. "Speaking of discretion, how do we handle our feelings?" Again, honesty was going to be my best policy. "Well...think about it." "We've know each other our entire lives. We've been great friends. Feelings have developed but never acted upon." "What would have happened in normal circumstances? We would have dated. Held hands. Kissed. Groped. Emotions and hormones would have ran wild and we'd be in bed together probably. That's just the normal progression of a relationship." Beth looked at me. She understood and agreed with what I was saying. "That's the part that disturbs me Kevin. What if we got to that stage? How long do we live together and go to school together before people know we're an item?" "How long before our parents know. I love Bill and Evelyn so much. I don't want to hurt them." "Beth, since you want my honest opinion, I'll give it to you." "Okay." "It is impossible to ignore the feelings that exist. Living together for the next 3 years will expose and enhance those feelings even more. Again, I'm being deadly honest here. I have looked at you for years now wondering what you look like under those clothes. Nothing you can do can change that. That's just the man in me." "Again, I'm just trying to be truthful. I'm not making a pass at you or dropping any hints. I'm just sharing what the next three years will be like. When I thought you were my cousin, it was much easier to keep those feelings at bay." "Now, I see you as a beautiful and available young lady. Also, I don't just want you as a sex partner. I've always desired being around you even when you were dressed up in layers of clothes during the cold winter." "You see, I've always loved you. Today, that's taken a different turn for me. So, for me, I'd like to get to know you in a more romantic way but keep it as discreet as possible. Guys already think that my cousin lives here but eventually they can know the truth." "I think during Christmas break, I can talk to mom and dad and see what they say. If they make too much noise about it, we'll just continue to keep it under wraps until we graduate." A lot of conversation followed. Some of it was light-hearted. Talk of childhood events. Family Christmas on the ranch. We'd always spend Christmas Eve and Day at her house on the ranch. Before we knew it, we'd only eaten one piece pizza each and it was getting near 9pm. "I think it's time for bed," Beth suggested. "Remember, we still have to get up at 4 in the morning to get ready for work at 5." I was enjoying the evening so much since the tension had broken. This night was almost like any other night. Great conversation and laughter...and teasing. Although I didn't usually give her a hug at bedtime, tonight was different. I headed to my bedroom to change into my pajamas and before departing, I gave her a nice hug. "Thanks for being so understanding tonight Beth. You made it easier for me to open up." "Same here, Kevin. Things have changed. I'm going to treat you more like a boyfriend from now on. We've easily progressed to that point." Usually, I'd close my bedroom door when changing but on that night I left it open. I didn't care if Beth walked in and saw me. In fact I hoped that some night she would. Who knows? Maybe that would be the spark needed to take things to a more physical level. I wanted her that night but I knew it wasn't going to happen. Beth came in after I had changed for bed. Usually she would grab her clothes out of her dresser and change in the bathroom. Not this time. She took out her short pajamas and laid them on top of my bed. She casually removed her top, revealing those amazing small tits that I had wanted to see. Without saying a word, she pulled down her pants, revealing a pair of plain white panties. She put on her pajama shorts first, saving the covering of her breasts until last. I didn't say a word but my eyes were fixed on her partially naked body. I was fixated on her smallish breasts with large puffy areolas and nipples. She noticed my stare. "Look Kevin, we're going to live together for the next three years. There's no need for modesty. At the very least, we can change clothes in front of each other." "I agree but...let's face it...your boobs were on display for quite a while." "I know. You wanted to see them. No big deal anymore. You'll be seeing them a lot from now on. No need to cover them up." Wow. What caused that sudden change of attitude? I wasn't going to push my luck any further by asking to see more. Ten minutes later my mind was still swimming with all the events of the day. I never had the kind of feelings for any girlfriend like this. Yes, the feelings of lust were there, but the feelings of love and caring were not there before with the others. With the other girls, I would have been content with a bed buddy and nothing else. I knew that this was different because I had known her for so long as well as loving her for so long. Even if she really was my cousin, I still would have loved her and cared a lot about her. She was a special person to me even before the revelations of the day. I knew I needed to sleep but my mind wouldn't shut down. I tried laying on my back, both sides, and belly but sleep wouldn't come to me. I heard footsteps. Beth must have to go to the bathroom. No, she stepped into my room and sat on the edge of my bed. "I can hear you in the other room moving around. You're not able to sleep either, huh?" "You too?" "Yeah, if you don't mind, your bed is bigger than mine. I'll just lay next to you." "In fact, maybe if you put your arm around me, I'll be able to go to sleep." I couldn't believe it. She was laying next to me in a thin cotton pajama top with no bra on...and she wants me to put my arm around her. Does she even have a clue how tough she's making this on me? I've been trying hard to behave. Without waiting for an answer, she pulled the covers over herself and snuggled next to me. Her ass was right up against my cock. I put my right arm around her waist, being careful not to touch her tits. However, my arm was now against the elastic waist hem of her pajama bottoms. That's all it took to get my cock hard. Beth noticed it. "Good grief Kevin. It didn't take much to get you hard. You must be a virgin, right?" "What's that have to do with it? I have my arm around a beautiful woman wearing nothing but thin pajamas and no bra. It's a natural reaction. I honestly can't control the feelings. I can only control what I do with them...and that's hard to do." "Are you a virgin, Kevin? A simple yes or no is enough." "Technically, yes." "Technically? What in the hell was that mean?" I told her about Allie. "So, everything but insertion, huh?" "Insertion and oral. I've seen and felt up everything else." "How about you, Beth? You still a virgin?" She got quiet. "Hey, I answered you honestly. You owe me the same." "I know I do. I guess we're alike in more than one way. Mine is even stranger than yours." "Really? How's that?" "I was at a party when I was 15. There were a few guys there. I got talked into playing strip poker. Once I was naked and lost a hand, I had to do a dare. Well, my dare was to take a cucumber out of the fridge and insert it." "My hymen was broken that day, but I've never had a man inside of me. That so-called girlfriend of mine is no longer a friend. I was 3 miles from home and that would have been a long walk at night. If I had called mom or dad, I have no idea how they would have reacted towards her parents, even though they weren't home at the time. They were customers of Dad's. I know I shouldn't have done it but the others had done it and the peer pressure was strong." "Keep this between us. They still don't know about it." "My lips are sealed, Beth. I'm just so sorry that it happened. It was almost like raping yourself." She began to cry. "That's exactly how I felt Kevin. That's why I like you so much. No, I love you. You have the ability to understand how traumatic that was, even though you're not female." "I love you too, Beth. Let's turn over and get some sleep. Don't worry about my cock. If it needs attention, I have years of experience in taking care of it." "That's funny, Kevin. You have quite a way with words. By the way, put your arms around me again. No rules. Your hands can go anywhere they want. I won't stop you." I couldn't believe my ears. Anywhere? Should I test her invitation? I put my arms around her waist like I had done before. My cock was still hard and I knew that I'd eventually go into either her fold out bed or the bathroom to relieve the tension. I slowly moved my right hand up to her breasts. There was no resistance at all. I got a great feel for those small orbs that I had just seen less than a half hour earlier. Would she let me move my hand below her panties? Maybe, but for the night I wanted her to get some sleep. She was motionless as I played with her boobs. I felt the relaxation in her body. I knew she'd be asleep soon. For my part, I was going to have to remove the hardness of my pajama bottoms from against her ass. Once I realized she was asleep, I slowly moved my arm away from her as well as my crotch against her pajama covered ass. I had no sooner stood up that I could see her head move up in the darkened room. "Where are you going?" "I'm sorry, I thought you were asleep. I need to take care of this hard-on and I didn't want to wake you up by doing it here." "What if I help you take care of it?" "Huh?" "Turn on the light, Kevin." I did as I was told. Beth took off her covers and stood up. She quickly removed her pajama top, revealing her sexy tits again. Just a quickly, she removed both her pajama bottoms and underwear...standing in front of the bed completely naked. I saw her full blonde bush in all its glory. My cock was aching for a release. "What do you think I mean, Kevin? Take off your pajamas. Lay on your back. I'll take care of that hard-on for you and then we'll just sleep in the nude, okay?" Who was I to argue? I did exactly as I was told. Not What it Seemed I expected her to give me a hand job but instead, she straddled my lap and slowly inserted my hardness inside of her moist pussy. It was so tight. In fact, it was so tight that I worried that I was hurting her. "Don't be silly, sweetie. This feels like heaven inside of me." A few more rides up and down and my cock wasn't going to hold out any more. I didn't want to come inside of her. The last thing I needed was a pregnant girlfriend. I lifted her off of me. "Sorry, I can't come inside of you. We don't need the risk of pregnancy." She knew I was right. She took her hand and finished the job. She finished by aiming my semen at her little tits. We were tired, yet satisfied. Feelings that had built up for years had finally come to fruition. I sensed at that point that her feelings for me had been stronger than she had admitted earlier. In our later conversations she admitted to those strong feelings previously. She even apologized for not being completely honest. That wasn't needed. We held each other with my semen on her chest brushing up against my own chest. We knew we had to clean up my mess before going to bed. There were many firsts on that night...our first time seeing each other naked, our first kiss, our first shower together, and of course our first time having sex together. It was also a last happening of sorts...the sofa-couch never got opened again. We spent the nights in my bed until we graduated...then we married. Our compatibility has been incredible over the years. We have had very few serious arguments. Like most couples, there's always tension here and there or a brief argument, but never anything that couldn't be settled within a reasonable amount of time. When we went home for the Thanksgiving Holidays, I talked to my dad about feelings I was having for Beth. I had originally planned on doing during Christmas but things had heated up so quickly that we no longer wanted to hide our love. I told him how disappointed that neither he nor mom hadn't told me that she wasn't my biological cousin. "Really, son? You didn't know? I know I didn't personally tell you but I just figured you knew." "Dad? You always referred to her as my cousin Beth. Even when it was time to move in with me, you told me that." "Yeah, I remember that son. Then, it was just a habit of speech. Now, let's get your aunt and uncle on the phone. You've said they don't know anything yet, right?" "No, Beth was going to let me talk to you first." "Good. This will be easy." "Easy? Easy, Dad? What if Uncle Bill gets pissed off?" "How about trusting me son?" "Okay, do I have a choice?" "No, but don't be a smart-ass with me. I'll still take you to your room and whip your ass." "Sorry Dad." I couldn't believe the phone call. "Bill, guess what? Our plan worked! The kids look like they're hitting it off." "Shit, Beth hasn't said a thing to us." I could hear him call her. "BETH!" he yelled. Come here for a minute. "Yes, dad?" "So, you and Kevin have hit it off quite well, huh?" Silence. "Well?" "Yeah." "Good! I'm happy for you kids. You two have gotten along so well since you were little, we hoped that you two would make good roommates, hopefully more. I'm assuming it's moved past just roomies, huh?" "Yes, dad." "I hope you're using protection." "I'm on the pill now, dad. We used condoms until I was safely on the pill. We don't need any surprises." "I couldn't be happier for the two of you. Wait until your mother gets home from the store. She'll be ecstatic as well." I've had many surprising things in my life and career, but those days will always stand out to me. Although Beth's college career was legitimate, the living arrangement was a coordinated effort between our parents to bring us together. They were all able to see the special bond we had. Even more surprisingly was their willingness to accept our sleeping arrangements. They were liberal-minded enough to accept what we were doing as long as we were responsible. She's now 55 years old and could easily pass for a 40 year old. After having one child, her boobs grew slightly but they were still considerably small. She still looks great naked and I'll sneak peeks at her breasts when they're covered even though I've seen them hundreds, maybe thousands of time over the years. 36 years together as lovers, 32 years married, and a 29 year old daughter later, we're still the best of friends and great lovers. Beth introduced nudism to our lifestyle a few years ago but that's to cover at another time.