Cousin Wants More (2)

The ending of the earlier story was the ending of my exploring with the two cousins. Sadly never did anything like this happen again. But my imagination did bring up several follow up stories over the years and some truths are hidden in there, like occasions that could have let to something, if either of the parties would have been just a bit braver. Here is one scenario I came up with. Hope you still enjoy it. I had to do some "bring me this, store that away" tasks for my father. My parents, my aunt and Sarah were still sitting on the balcony, it was a hot summer early night. One task had to do with my father's medicine, which he stashed in the bathroom. Samantha was still taking a shower, therefore I knocked before coming in. Her top I had just groped through, her shorts and panties were building a pile on the ground. A dark spot on her panties caught my attention. She did spy on us earlier! "What do you want?" her breathing was a bit heavy. I could see her silhouette, arms up, washing her long brown hair, her small breasts forming little cute hills in front of her chest. "Some medicine for my father, just have to find the yellow ones." And believe me that, finding them was no easy part, as he never stashed them in their regular bottles. He had his own system, I never understood it. "What is taking you so long?" "If you think you can find them faster come out and help me search!" I did expect a nasty reply but not what followed. She yanked the shower curtain open, stepped out of the bath, half her hair still soaked with soap, clutching at her back, water still running down her slightly darker white skin, dripping everywhere around her. I liked her skin color. She was sunbathing a lot and even during winter she always had a darker tone than I had. To be honest the monitor light never did help my browning attempts, but I honestly did not like to do it myself anyway. But it damn well suited her and still does till today. She made an annoyed noise while rummaging the bag with me. One hand hold firm to her brush, but she was holding the wrong end. I did not think anything about it, as I was distracted by other things. I could not really say that I contributed to the search in a good fashion. Soap was now starting to run down her back and nearly reached her butt when she snapped at me "Stop staring and search, I want to finish my shower." That got me back to focus. I apologized for disturbing her and left after finding what I came in here initially. After bringing my father his medicine I went to the girls room again. Sarah was lying on her bed, reading a fashion magazine. I joined her. "Finished talking to my parents?" "Hmmm? ... Yeah..." She sat up and looked at me. Putting the magazine aside she said "I want to see your penis" I should have known that this would come. But I still was not prepared for it. I had a boner from the earlier sight of Samantha, but would I dare unzip myself? With Sarah it was easy, pulling the dress to its right place was no hard deal. But fixing your clothes with a raging penis was something that was not manageable in a second when the door got opened. "Please, please, please!" I could not resist those blue puppy eyes and thinking about her dress got me an idea. "Okay, I will lay down and show you, but when the door opens, you have to put your dress above it to conceal it and lie down as well. You understand?" She nodded eagerly and made me some room to lie down. She sat on my lap, directly in front of the bulge. I unzipped my shorts, making sure it still stayed in right order at the sites to not throw of anyone, and pushed my underwear down a little bit. My penis jumped out immediately. Sarah gasped and put a hand in front of her mouth. Her eyes wide she did not move for a few seconds, mesmerized by the pulsing cock right near her own lap. She reached out and touched it with her index finger, pushing it down towards my belly. The sensation was indescribable. A little drop of pre cum formed on the tip. As I am circumcised, there was nothing holding back her view. "Are you peeing?" "No you dummy, it just feels good when you touch it." She nudged it, which made it bounce up and down violently. She laughed. The door handle was pushing down slowly. "Door!" I whispered. Sarah took her dress, slid forward to conceal my dick and lay down on me. My penis pressing against Sarah's vagina, her arms hugging me, I looked at the door.