I closed my eyes and allowed my head to come to rest on the back of the sofa. I felt her stand and she gently urged me to my side with my head on the ...rmrest. Joyce laid down with me, and we took each other in our arms.“Jesus Christ, Joyce. That was really intense.”“I liked it too. You really get hard, don’t you?” she asked.“When you bent me down like that, I was wondering what you had planned.”“I’ve been planning since I saw you in bed this morning.”“And what pray tell,” I asked, “have you. So engrossed with the lagoon was Ithat I bumped into Will who had stopped and was looking out over aclearing with soft grass and a single oak tree just like the one we hadleft but whereas before there had been a steep slope and a cave, here theslope was gentle for about twenty metres before levelling and there wasno cave. "When you've quite finished trying to push me over the cliff,you might like to come with me over to the oak." Sorry," I replied looking down to the beach, "I wasn't looking. Their sex life fell into a schedule. Barry was a nut for schedules and they fucked once a week, always on Wednesdays. Today was Wednesday. Deana let the smoke slide easily from her lips and watched Barry through squinted eyes. She was burning up inside, her belly churned, her thighs tingled and her cunt throbbed with excitement. She wanted to fuck so bad she could all but taste it.Barry parked the car and Deana looked at her watch. It was almost fouro'clock."I can't stay late, I’ve gotta be. I'm a male growing up in the Chicago suburbs, I'm 17 years old when this takes place, 5 foot 10 inches, 155 pounds with a runners physique, with light hazel eyes that the rest of my dark brown eyed family is jealous of. This is the story about how I came to have sex with my cousin. The story is as made up as you think it is. EnjoyIt was early summer, school had just let out and everyone was excited for sleeping in, staying up late, and other standard summer activities. Mostly I was looking.