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Themes
or
Playing Truth or Dare with my Tomboy Cousin on the Farm during Summer 
Vacation

Felix Phile November 2000

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*

Chapter 6

Saturday was shopping day for the household. It was a tradition that my aunt 
and cousins would drive to a large mall on the outskirts of the city to 
spend a good part of the day getting all the things that weren't available 
locally or in good variety. This meant groceries, clothing, haircuts, or 
anything else.

Normally Aunt Mary and Karen would shop together while Tom might wander off 
on his own. This time Aunt Mary decided that Karen should show me around 
while she got the basics done. We would meet at the supermarket in several 
hours to help her load the car.

Karen dragged me off to a record store where we argued over the merits of 
several albums. I was a fan of 'progressive rock' while her tastes were much 
more main-stream. She said that my music was undanceable and boring. I 
conceded the first point but said that hers was mundane and superficial. We 
agreed that disco sucked but was acceptable when dancing.

Next she took me to a clothing store. I didn't think that Karen had much of 
an interest in clothing other than from a practical point-of-view, but she 
surprised me by spending ages picking through some 'girl clothes'. Finally 
she had selected three pieces to try on and she dragged me to the changing 
rooms at the back of the store. When we got to the change rooms I told her 
that I didn't want to hang around while she tried on the outfits. She said, 
"So don't," and pulled me in to the cubicle after her.

I realized that my feet could be seen under the door so I sat sideways on 
the small bench that was attached to one wall, with my back against the wall 
and my feet on the bench. Karen peeled off her jeans revealing that she was 
again wearing high-cut frilly panties that looked sexy as hell. She made 
sure that I got a good look at her small but shapely ass as she bent over to 
pull her jeans off her legs.

Her first item was a pair of satiny pants that fit her nicely but that I 
didn't think suited her. The second was a tube top. She took off her blouse 
and pulled the top over her bra. I said that I couldn't judge the top with 
her bra on, so she pushed the tube down to her waist and took the bra off. 
Her tits looked beautiful and her nipples stood right out. Even with the 
tube back on I could still see the little points.

I thought the combination of top and pants was very sexy but also kind of 
trashy. She looked like some of the girls back at school who wanted to be 
'disco queens'. The last item was a demure-looking sundress. She changed 
into it while I watched with undivided attention. My favourite part was when 
she was squirming out of the pants and her panties almost came off with 
them.

The sundress suited her perfectly. There was nothing blatantly sexy about 
it, but it fit her slim figure and showed off her legs. Without her bra I 
could just make out where her nipples pressed against the front and jiggled 
slightly with her movements.

Karen changed back into her old clothes and peeked out of the room to check 
that no one was looking before letting me out. She took the dress to the 
front of the store where she paid for it and we left. We walked around a bit 
more before meeting up with Aunt Mary and heading back to the car.

That evening, after eating a bucket of chicken that we picked up on the way 
home, Karen changed into her new dress so that she could show it to her 
mother. Aunt Mary agreed that it looked very nice on her and perhaps she 
should wear it to church in the morning.

I hadn't realized that they would be going to church on Sunday; my side of 
the family had never had much to do with religion and I hadn't been to a 
church service since I was a little kid. I cornered Karen in the kitchen and 
asked her about it. She said that my aunt would be expecting me to go. 
Luckily I had packed some clothes that would be acceptable in church during 
the summer.

Karen went back upstairs to take off the dress and came back down in her 
housecoat and slippers. She said that it didn't make sense to get dressed 
again when she'd have to change again in a couple of hours. We sat at the 
dinner table drinking coffee and talking with my aunt, who pulled out an 
album of family photos and pointed out various relatives that I had never 
met.

Not too much later Aunt Mary announced that she was getting tired and was 
going to start getting ready for bed. It was still early enough that Karen 
and I would be up for a few more hours. We went down to the basement to 
check out the TV. This time there was actually something watchable on - one 
of the stations was running a Saturday night double feature. This week's 
theme was classic westerns so they were showing 'Stage Coach' and 'High 
Noon'.

I sat on the couch while Karen fiddled with the TV. Once she had the 
reception at its best she joined me on the couch, but sat down at the 
opposite end. I was a little surprised as I thought she might want to cuddle 
up with me. Karen sat with her back against the arm of the couch with her 
knees up and her housecoat wrapped around her legs. I settled in and we 
started watching TV. We'd been watching the movie for a little while when 
Karen spoke.

"Felix?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think I have nice legs?"

I glanced sideways at her, then said, "Yeah, sure, they're nice."

"What do you like about them?"

"Well, they're nice and slim - and really a nice shape - and you've got 
smooth skin."

At this Karen stretch one of them out and put her ankle over my leg. Her 
robe had parted a bit and I could see her leg to midway up her thigh.

"Rub it for me, would you?" she asked.

So I took her foot and started giving her a foot rub. I did this for a few 
minutes while we watched the movie, then put her foot down.

"Now the other one," she said and put the other foot on my leg. When she did 
this she brought the first foot back towards her and her robe parted baring 
both legs. I could now see to just below her crotch and wondered what she 
was wearing under the robe.

As I rubbed the second foot, Karen's other knee began to swing gently from 
side to side and I began to get glimpses of a shadow between her legs.

"Felix?"

"Yeah?"

"Do my legs look good enough to eat?"

I looked at her and said, "Hunh?" in confusion, then looked down as her knee 
swayed further to the side than before. This action exposed her crotch to me 
so that I could see the curly hairs and full lips of her pussy.

Catching her meaning I replied, "Yeah, most definitely good enough to eat."

I took the foot I was holding and lifted so that I could start nibbling on 
her ankle. I quickly nipped and licked my way up her legs as I switched to a 
kneeling position between them. Parting her thighs with my hands I nibbled 
on the soft inside of one then the other. I had never eaten a pussy before 
but I was eager to try.

By this point I had spread Karen's thighs far enough to fit my shoulders 
between them. I sat back on my heels while gently holding her knees with my 
hands so that I could get a good look. I had never seen a real, live pussy 
before and I was sure going to take advantage of this opportunity. I'd seen 
enough of them in the copies of Penthouse that circulated amongst my friends 
that I had a good idea of the geography, but those were all trimmed, 
airbrushed, 2-dimensional and unreal.

There were so many details in front of me that are now burned permanently 
into my memory - the slim, smooth, pale thighs that led to prominent hip 
bones and flat stomach; the brush of untrimmed pubic hair that started as a 
small, rounded delta and ran down between her legs; the pink line of her 
inner lips that were slightly parted; the drops of moisture that clung to 
the hairs around the slit; a faint, undefinable odour that would always 
bring back this memory.

I could have looked for hours, but other desires pressed me on. I leaned 
forward again to put my mouth on her pussy. My first attempt ended with a 
mouthful of hair, but the second time I parted her lips with my fingers and 
started licking the slick pinkness between. The taste was new - a sourness 
combined with a musky smell. Up and down I licked, occasionally sticking my 
tongue in her hole. I found that licking her clit brought the greatest 
response and concentrated on that.

The sourness soon disappeared and her juices flowed. I found that I had to 
swallow occasionally as the combination of her secretions and my saliva 
filled my mouth.

I'm sure that I wasn't very good at what I was doing, but Karen didn't seem 
to mind. She grabbed my head with both hands and it felt like she was trying 
to flatten my face on her pussy. I pushed a finger in and out of her while I 
kept licking. She was saying "Yeah, yeah, that's it, oh yeah," but switched 
to "Oh shit, oh shit," as she got closer. I could tell when she came because 
her thighs closed on my head and she went rigid. When she came down she 
pushed me away; I think she got really sensitive afterwards.

I sat up and wiped my face on my sleeve. Her robe had come undone and I 
could see that she was wearing the basketball singlet again. I guess she 
knew I liked it. I moved from between her legs and sat down. Karen moved 
over next to me and reached down to rub the ridge in my jeans.

"It looks like you need a little attention here," she said and pulled down 
the zipper. I helped by undoing the button and pushing my jeans and briefs 
down to my knees. My erection sprang up into the air where Karen wrapped a 
hand around it.

As Karen stroked me, I pulled her towards me so that we could kiss. We 
wrestled tongues for a bit and I slid her shirt up so that I could play with 
her tits. I moved my hand from one to other, stroking them and twiddling her 
nipples. Then I bent over so that I could suck on them.

I tried this for a bit but the position was uncomfortable so I pushed Karen 
onto her back on the couch. I knelt between her legs on my hands and knees 
so that I could suck on her tits and Karen kept rubbing my dick. Eventually 
I moved up so that I could kiss her on the lips again. This positioned my 
hips so that my cock was resting in her pubic hair. Karen held it there 
while we both moved our hips in the ancient dance.

I could feel the base of my cock sliding across her clit and moved down so 
that she could push the head against her button. This rubbing brought Karen 
very close to a second orgasm and we were both humping like crazy. On one 
stroke my cock-head began to slip into her opening.

We both froze for a moment, then Karen whispered, "We can't, I don't dare, 
I'm fertile now."

The idea of putting a baby into my cousin stopped me cold. "Yeah, I guess 
you're right," I said and sat up. I wouldn't have been able to stop myself 
if we'd stayed in that position.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you," Karen said, then crawled over on the 
couch. She kneeled beside me and bent over to put her mouth around my cock. 
Just like the last time, she treated it like a lollipop, holding the head in 
her mouth and licking all around. I reached around and grabbed her ass then 
moved down to where I cold get my fingers into her pussy.

We were both very close to cumming from the earlier action. I started 
thrusting so that I was fucking Karen's mouth. As I rubbed her clit her 
climax hit and it felt like she was trying to suck my cock all the way in. 
This was the last straw for me and I started shooting jets of cum into her 
throat.

Karen sat back on her haunches and wiped her hand across her mouth. "See, I 
keep my promises," she said.

"You sure do," I replied, then bent over and gave her a kiss. "Good thing 
your mother went to bed early."

"Yeah, but we better get some sleep too."

We both stood up and fixed our clothes. I followed her up stairs to the top 
floor. We had a final kiss and I couldn't resist slipping a hand under her 
robe to give her ass a squeeze.

Chapter 7

We left for church after a late breakfast. I was wearing a good shirt and 
slacks, Karen was wearing the dress she'd bought the day before. I suspect 
that she'D put on some makeup but nothing that a guy like me could spot. I 
do know that she looked very pretty and managed to make her short haircut 
look very feminine.

The service wasn't too bad with some hymns that I lip-sync'd, but didn't 
actually sing because I didn't know the tune. Karen kept poking me in the 
ribs when she thought no one would notice - I don't think she took church 
very seriously either.

Afterwards Aunt Mary introduced me around to a bunch of her friends. I met a 
few of the other kids in the area, and I think one of the girls was giving 
me the eye. Karen introduced and explained that I was her cousin who was 
visiting for the month. I found out that her name was Sarah and that her 
parents were also very involved in the church.

When Sarah found out that I was Karen's cousin and not some out-of-town beau 
her eyelash fluttering and smiles seemed to increase. She was certainly an 
attractive girl with long curly blonde hair and a nicely developed figure. 
Sarah asked me if I'd be at the tea that afternoon but Karen said she didn't 
think so. As Karen led me away, Sarah said that she hoped to see me again 
before I left.

~

Aunt Mary had a bit of a surprise for us and said that we should go up the 
mountain for a picnic. It wasn't really a mountain but it was the local 
high-spot and we could get a view of the countryside. We got sandwiches and 
salads from a store, then drove up the mountain. At the top there was a 
picnic area with a couple of tables and a good view of the farms and river 
below.

We ate lunch while looking at the view. We could see vehicles on the road so 
Karen and Aunt Mary made a game of trying to guess who they were and where 
they were going. When we were finished Karen said she was going to take me 
for a walk so that I could see the rest of the mountain top. Aunt Mary said 
she would stay at the picnic area and enjoy the quiet.

Karen led me along a path that wrapped around the side of the mountain, over 
some rocky outcroppings, to a small clearing that overlooked another part of 
the countryside. Karen started pointing out some of the local landmarks but 
I kept looking back at her. She was silhouetted by the sun and I could see 
her body in outline through her dress.

I put my hands on her waist and pulled her to me for a kiss. She feigned a 
coy surprise at this. As we got into the kiss I ran my hands over her cute 
little butt, then under her dress so I could get a feel of her 
pantihose-clad ass. By her reaction, I decided that Karen liked this, so I 
tried to run my fingers right underneath to her pussy.

I managed to get in a stroke or two before Karen pushed me away and said, 
"Don't, my mom'll notice something if we do this."

"Okay," I said, "but I just want you so bad. You look so good today."

Karen blushed and said, "Anyway, we'd better get back. But we'll find some 
time later, honest."

We took our time getting back but even then Aunt Mary said something about 
Karen looking flushed. I said it was my fault because I'd made her chase 
after me over through some of the woods.

~

At supper that evening, Aunt Mary told us that she was going to the church 
for some committee meeting or other. She asked if we'd like to come along 
for a ride into town but both Karen and I begged off. The meeting would take 
an hour or so, and there was sure to be some socializing after, so we knew 
that she'd be gone for at least a couple of hours.

After Aunt Mary left I told Karen that I was going upstairs to get out of my 
good clothes. I hadn't finished unbuttoning my shirt when I heard a knock on 
the door. Karen came in and told me that she thought maybe we could give 
each other a hand getting undressed - that seemed like a good idea to me so 
I let her finish my shirt.

I sat on the bed to take off my shoes and socks, then stood up again. Karen 
undid my pants and pushed them down to my ankles so I could step out of 
them. I made Karen turn around so that I could undo the back of her dress 
then I turned her back again to lift it over her head - this left her in a 
bra and pantihose-covered panties.

I knelt on the floor to roll her pantihose down her legs and pull them off. 
I could tell by her breathing and colour that she was getting excited - I 
already had a three-quarter erection pushing out my briefs. I stood up and 
pulled her to me, where I could feel my hard-on rub against her tummy. We 
kissed and I reached behind her to undo her bra, which I managed without too 
much fumbling. As we stepped apart to remove her bra, Karen reached down and 
began stroking my erection through my briefs.

I grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her to me trapping her hand 
between us. We kissed for a moment then I pushed her onto the edge of the 
bed. I moved to her tits so that I could suck on her nipples and lick all 
around. I kissed my way down her tummy to the top of her panties. I grabbed 
the sides and tried to tug them off but Karen had to lift her butt to help 
me.

I returned to her pussy and separated her legs so that I could munch on her 
little pink clit. I sucked and licked and stroked until she neared orgasm. I 
wanted to bring her off but she stopped me. Pushing me to my feet, Karen 
knelt down on the floor and pulled off my briefs. Once I had stepped out of 
them she stayed there and started sliding her hands up and down my rigid 
cock. She reached one hand around to my ass and pulled me forward, guiding 
my cock into her mouth.

She had already learned from the last time, nodding her head up and down as 
she sucked on my cock. It felt wonderful, but I really wanted to fuck her 
instead. As I was trying to keep from cumming I looked over at the dresser 
and suddenly remembered the pack of condoms I'd found a few days earlier. I 
gently eased my dick out of Karen's mouth. She looked puzzled so I said, "I 
have a better idea." I helped her to her feet, then went to the dresser and 
pulled out the package. I showed to Karen who recognized what it was and 
smiled.

We sat down on the side off the bed and I opened one of the envelopes. Karen 
watched intently as I put one on the head of my cock and tried to pull it 
down. After a little struggle I realized that it was upside down and 
reversed it. It unrolled easily after that. Karen scooted to the middle of 
the bed and I knelt between her legs. I looked at her and said, "This may 
hurt and even bleed I think."

She said, "Don't worry, that's been taken care of. I've been riding horses 
since I was little and it got broke way back."

"Cool," I said and moved into position. I slid around a little trying to get 
my cock into the right spot until Karen reached down and directed my cock to 
it. Even then it took a few false starts before everything was lined up just 
right. The head of my cock slipped into the opening of her pussy and I began 
pumping my hips. It didn't go in easily until her lubrication got spread 
around, then my cock eased into her tight tunnel.

I had never felt anything like, not even when Karen sucked my cock. I was 
watching Karen's face as my cock slid into her pussy - her eyes were almost 
closed and she had a look of intense concentration, as though she wasn't 
sure about what she was feeling. Pumping gently in and out, a little further 
in each time, eventually our pubic regions met. I kind of froze, savouring 
the sensation of being totally buried inside another person.

Karen opened her eyes and smiled at me - I lowered my body down onto her and 
we kissed. Karen pulled her knees up and wrapped her legs around me - our 
hips seemed to start rocking together at the same time. I could tell that it 
wasn't going to take long before I came, and I thought Karen was really 
close too - I could feel her pussy squeezing rhythmically as we fucked.

Then it happened, my cock started spurting as my hips drove hard, trying to 
force my cock even further into her. Karen reached down to my ass and pulled 
me tight against her as her climax was triggered by my motion. As our 
orgasms subsided we broke apart and I rolled off to lie beside her.

"Wow," I said.

"Yeah, wow," was her reply.

We lay there as I lightly stroked her breasts and thighs, admiring her 
slight but sexy body. I ran my fingers through her small patch of pubic 
hair, not quite believing that I had a naked girl beside me, let alone that 
I had just been inside her pussy. Karen's hips starting rocking very slowly 
and I ran a finger down over her clit. As she lay there I fondled her clit, 
playing with it until she soon had another orgasm, then pushed my hand away.

"It's late," Karen said, "Mom's going to be home soon. We better get cleaned 
up."

"Yeah, I guess. It's not like we want her to find us here."

I got up and saw that my cock was still somewhat hard, it had never gone 
completely down. Karen saw it bouncing in front of me and giggled. I pulled 
the condom off and wrapped it in a bunch of tissues before burying it in the 
wastebasket. Karen got up, picked up her clothes, then gave me a quick kiss 
and ran across the hall to her room.

Chapter 8

Monday we decided to visit an abandoned railway station. It seems that there 
had been a railway line in the region years before, but it after it had 
stopped being profitable the railway company had stopped operations on the 
line. The rails had been pulled up for scrap long ago and the buildings 
boarded up. A few years back the right-of-way had been turned over to some 
group and made into a snowmobile trail.

It took about forty-five minutes to drive to out to the station so we had a 
bit of time to kill. We were talking about this and that when Karen 
mentioned the other night when she'd come home earlier than I'd expected.

"I guess you didn't hear me when I came in. I could hear your bed squeaking 
when I went up to my room."

'Shit,' I thought, 'that must have been when I found Tom's magazines.' I 
tried to bluff my way out of it, "Oh yeah, I guess I must have been doing my 
exercises - I must have been doing pushups."

"Yeah, right, tell me another one! Maybe you were working on strengthening 
your right arm. Come on Felix, you can tell me the truth. I won't tease you, 
but I want know about guys."

I thought about it, then I remembered that Karen had disappeared into her 
room for a while about the same time, "Okay, I'll tell you, but only if you 
tell me what you were doing at the same time."

Karen was quiet for a moment, then she said, "Okay, it's a deal - but you 
have to go first."

I put my thoughts together then started to explain, "Well, it's tough being 
a guy you know. I mean, I see all these girls and women, and so many of them 
make me think of sex. Like, even when a girl's not pretty, she may have 
really nice tits or something.

"And even when there aren't any girls around I still think of girls all the 
time and the feeling gets so bad that I gotta do something. And I see you 
and you're so pretty and sexy and I just had to do something. So, when I was 
alone I went to my room and I took care of things."

I didn't want to tell her about the magazines because then she'd know I was 
poking around Tom's room. She hadn't asked how I found the condoms, but I 
could always say I found them when I was looking for a drawer for my 
clothes.

Karen wasn't quite satisfied with my explanation and asked, "What do you 
mean, 'Took care of things'?"

"Do you really have to know?"

"Please, I can't ask anyone else."

"Okay, okay. I take my -- my penis -- and I stroke it, just like you did, 
until the stuff comes out."

"Is it good?"

"Yeah, but it's way better when someone else does it!"

She laughed and said, "I'll bet it is."

Now I turned on her and said, "Now you have to tell me what you were doing."

Karen actually seemed eager to explain - she was still kind of shy about it, 
but I think she was excited too.

"It's like this, you know, I think about guys all the time like you think 
about girls all the time. Sometimes it's a cute butt, or maybe some nice 
shoulders. Sometimes it's even when some guy that I've never seen before but 
he gives me a nice smile and I think what it would be like to kiss him.

"Sometimes it gets strong - a lot of times it gets really strong, and I feel 
it right between my legs and I got to do something about it. Like when I got 
home that night and I could hear you in your room. I knew what you were 
doing, and I thought about it and I could see it in my head. I just had to 
go to my room and do something."

"So what DID you do?"

"The same thing as you, dummy."

"You can't do that, you don't have the parts."

"Okay, but I do have that little button down there, ya know. It really likes 
being rubbed."

"Yeah, it sure does!" I agreed

I was getting pretty turned on thinking about Karen playing with her clit, 
and I think she was already excited before she told me. I was trying to 
think of something to do about it when we suddenly turned down a dirt road.

We went down the road for about ten minutes until we got to the station. It 
was in the middle of some kind of forest with just the dirt road leading to 
it, and the snowmobile path running past along the right-of-way. It looked 
like it was pretty isolated this time of year. The station was bigger than 
I'd imagined. It stretched about a hundred feet along the crumbling platform 
and had a second floor for about half the length.

We got out of the car and circled the station, walking through the tall 
grass that grew all around it. All the windows and doors had been boarded-up 
but someone had ripped down one of the boards covering a doorway. We walked 
up the steps at one end of the platform and went over to the doorway to look 
inside.

It was pretty obvious that people had been looking exploring the insides of 
the station over the years. There were a couple of discarded pop cans and 
the usual crap written on the walls by 'taggers'. It was also pretty filthy 
inside with the dust of half a century. I started to step through the 
doorway when Karen said, "You're not going in, are you?"

I was kind of surprised, because Karen seemed so adventurous. "Sure, why 
not? It looks okay to me." I stepped inside and started looking around what 
seemed to be the main waiting room. "Come on in, it's just dirty, that's 
all."

Karen cautiously followed me in. She stopped beside me and put a hand on my 
arm. Speaking softly she said, "Okay, but these places really give me the 
spooks. I always think there's a dead guy in the basement or something."

I took her hand and we poked around, looking into the little rooms off the 
one we were in. It was pretty dark; the only light was the little bit that 
got through around the boards on the windows. At the end of a hallway we 
found a narrow staircase leading up to the second floor. I started to go up 
but Karen pulled back. "No Felix, I don't want to go any further."

"Stay here then, I'll just have a quick look around."

I left her downstairs while I went up and looked around the upper floor. It 
was a bunch of small rooms, probably offices for the stationmaster and 
telegraph and stuff like that. I went back down the stairs and back along 
the hall looking for Karen. She was back in the main room with her back to 
me, looking out the door. I don't think she heard me coming back. I was 
walking softly because there were loose floorboards and I didn't want to 
step through one. As a joke I crept up behind her and went 'BOO!' in her 
ear.

Karen screamed.

I mean really screamed. I hadn't realized how really spooked she was in the 
old building and I had just totally freaked her out. She screamed and turned 
around and started pounding her fists on my chest. I wrapped my arms around 
her and tried to soothe her, "Shit, I'm really sorry Karen, I didn't really 
mean to scare you like that." I held her while she gasped for a bit and 
finally got her breath back.

I led her outside and over to the car where I hugged her again and started 
to apologizing all over, "Geez, Karen, I'm really sorry. I mean, I didn't 
know you would scare so easy."

Karen said, "Yeah, it just kind of this thing I have. Some places just get 
to me. But don't you worry, I'll get even sometime."

I laughed and started rubbing up and down her back. After a bit, Karen 
tightened her arms around me and we started kissing. The kisses went from 
gentle to voracious and I slipped my hands down to squeeze her ass through 
her cut-offs. As I moved my hands down to cup her cheeks I felt wetness, 
like she'd sat in a puddle or something. I felt around a bit and Karen 
noticed, "What's the matter, you looking for something?" she asked.

I stepped back and looked at her - I could tell by the dark stain on her 
shorts they were obviously wet from front to back. "You're all wet," I said.

Karen looked down at her front then twisted around trying to look at the 
back. She ran a hand all over then said, "Oh shit, I pissed myself!"

I looked at her in disbelief, then said, "Fuck, I really did scare the piss 
out of you!"

Then I realize how embarassing that would be and said, "Oh shit, I'm really 
sorry again."

Karen looked at me for a moment, then said, "I guess that's two I owe you."

She didn't seem mad at me and I asked her, "What are we going to do?"

"Well, I sure can't go home like this. And I can't even sit in the car."

"You can't leave them on, you get a rash. Try explaining diaper rash to your 
mom."

Karen laughed at that.

"You're going to have to take your shorts off and let them dry," I told her.

"Yeah, right! I'll just run around buck naked for a while."

I thought about that, and it made a pretty appealing picture. "Sounds good 
to me, I'll keep an eye on you."

"Yeah, I'll bet you would!"

"What else can you do? You have to do something."

Karen thought for a minute, and felt around her shorts at the same time. 
Then she looked up and down the snowmobile trail as if evaluating the risk 
of someone coming along.

"Okay," she said, "but you have to take your shorts off too."

"But my pants aren't wet."

"I'm sure not going to run around with my pants off unless you do it too."

I was pretty sure she had something in mind, so I went along, "You go first 
then."

"No, we both do it at the same time."

I agreed and we started undoing our shorts. We were both pushing shorts and 
underwear down our legs at the same time, but I was trying get a look at 
Karen's cute little bush as we did so I fell behind. I was hopping around on 
one leg, trying to get my shorts over my shoe when I felt a smack on my bare 
ass.

Karen shouted, "That's one!" and started running away.

I sat on the ground and pushed my clothes off the rest of the way. I looked 
up and saw her running around the station so I ran off after her. I seemed 
to be faster through the tall grass, or else she wasn't trying very hard. I 
caught her around the waist and we both fell into the grass. Karen was lying 
on her stomach and I thought her slim ass atop coltish legs looked totally 
munchable. I knelt over her calves and said, "I'm the big bad wolf, and I'm 
going to eat you all up!"

I bent down and started nibbling on her firm cheeks. Karen giggled and 
wriggled for a bit, but as I moved towards the separation between her 
buttocks she got quieter. I spread her cheeks slightly with my thumbs and 
saw her little pink rosette between them. I'd never thought about it before, 
but now I wanted to taste every part of her body. I chewed my way to where I 
could stick my tongue out and touch it. Karen went kind of rigid, but as I 
gently licked her butthole she slowly relaxed.

I kept it up for a bit while I slid a hand underneath to her pussy. I played 
with her clit and was rewarding with a handful of girl-juices. I used my 
other hand to rub her anus gently with a finger. As Karen got more agitated 
I fucked her pussy with a finger, then worked another into her ass.

Alternating the motion of my fingers, so that one went in as the other went 
out, really got her going. Karen was making a repetative 'Unh, unh,' sound. 
She pumped hard against my fingers then let out a long, "Ohhhhhhh 
gggggggod!" and collapsed.

I eased my finger out of her butt then slid up her body so that I was lying 
on her back with my rigid cock resting between her buttocks. I kissed the 
back of her neck and Karen turned her head to kiss back. After a few minutes 
she began rocking her ass under my erection then said softly to me, "I guess 
you didn't bring any protection with you?"

"No, but I sure wish I had."

"Would you like to try something else?"

"What do you mean?"

Karen arched her back so that her butt lifted up and my cock was forced into 
the crack of her ass. With a bit of hesitation in her voice she asked, "Have 
you ever thought about anal sex?"

I had never really thought about anal sex. Sure, I'd heard of it, but just 
thinking of naked girls was exciting enough for a sixteen-year-old. I 
thought about it then, and I was horny enough to put my dick in her ear, if 
that was what was available.

"Are you sure you want to try? It might hurt."

Karen kept rubbing her ass against my cock. "Yeah, I want to try," she said.

I pushed my weight off of Karen so that I was on my knees and she moved into 
the 'doggy' position. Taking a handful of the lubrication that was running 
down her pussy, I rubbed it onto her butthole and eased a finger inside. 
Karen put her head down on her arms and pushed her butt onto my finger. I 
think she really like the feeling of having something in her asshole.

I pulled my finger out, and tried to push my cock into her little pink hole, 
but it wouldn't go. "I can't get it in," I told Karen.

"You have to push harder, it's just tight," she said.

So this time I moved a little closer, and holding my cock in position, I 
really pushed. This time I could feel the ring of muscle give way as my 
cockhead forced its way in. Very quickly the knob was inside her anus.

"Okay, stop there, stop there," she said breathlessly.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just give me a minute."

We held still like that while Karen adjusted to the feeling. I had never 
felt anything quite like it, it was even tighter than when I jerked off. I 
could feel Karen's ass squeezing, almost pulsing, on my dick.

I guess Karen was ready, because she started pumping her ass back and forth. 
I pushed and my cock eased into her ass, until I was all the way in. It was 
amazing - hot and tight in a way that was different from her pussy - it felt 
like a hand was gripping my cock. I put a hand underneath and played with 
her clit while I tried to fuck her ass. I couldn't slide in and out the way 
I could with a wet pussy so I just rocked a little.

Pretty fast I was going 'ohhh, ohhh, ohhh' while Karen was going 'oh shit, 
oh shit, oh shit'. The feeling overwhelmed me and I knew I was going to cum 
so I pulled her hips back tight against me and thrust hard into her. I shot 
and shot and shot until I was empty. We fell forward onto the grass and 
Karen kind of 'pooped' my dick out of her.

We were lying in the grass caressing each other when I began to hear the 
sound of an engine, like a motorcycle or a chainsaw. We could hear it 
getting closer and I got up on my knees to see what it was. Looking down the 
snowmobile trail, I could see that it was a couple of those balloon-tired 
all-terrain-vehicles.

I looked at the car and realized there was no way we could get there without 
giving the riders a good look. "Lie down!", I said to Karen and we both 
tried to get as low as possible in the long grass.

We heard the machines drive up to the station and stop. Over the sound of 
the idling engines I could hear a man and a woman talking. I risked lifting 
my head just enough that I could see them through the grass. They were 
sitting on the machines and I guess they were deciding if they wanted to 
stop. They were looking at the car when I saw man point at something by the 
car and woman stood to take a better look. She started laughing and said 
something to the man. He started laughing too, then they drove off.

After they had disappeared down the trail, we got up and walked back to the 
car. I looked down and realized that they had been looking at our shorts and 
underwear lying beside the car. I guess they figured that there were some 
half-naked people in the car or nearby who probably didn't want them hanging 
around.

By now Karen's shorts were dry enough that she could wear them in the car. 
We figured that they'd be completely dry by the time we go back to the farm 
again so we got dressed and started the trip back.

Chapter 9

Tuesday we couldn't get together at all. Aunt Mary was doing some sort of 
meals-on-wheels thing for the church, except that it wasn't hot meals. She 
took me and Karen along with her and we spent the day dropping in on 
house-bound seniors and other people. Mostly Aunt Mary was just checking up 
on them and make sure that they had food in the cupboard and enough oil or 
wood or whatever for heating. I think she brought us along in case there was 
some sort of chore to do. She had a toolbox in the trunk of the car and we'd 
do whatever little repairs they needed. Or maybe get the winter clothes down 
from the shelf in the closet, or whatever we could do to help them out.

We grabbed burgers from a greasy-spoon for dinner and didn't get in until 
late. There wasn't enough time left in the evening to be worth staying up, 
so everyone headed off to bed after some hot chocolate in the kitchen. I was 
lying in bed reading my book about half-an-hour later when I heard a light 
tapping on the door. I went over and opened it - Karen was standing there in 
her basketball shirt. "I was hoping you were still away," she whispered, 
"Can I come in?"

"Yeah, sure," I said.

Karen came into the room and I closed the door quietly.

"I'm cold," she said, "can I get in your bed?"

"Yeah, sure," I said.

Karen got into my bed and patted spot beside her. I lay down and we pulled 
the covers up. Lying there facing each other, Karen said, "I like this, it's 
really cozy."

"I like it too," I said, and wrapped my arms around her.

We hugged and kissed for a bit when Karen reached down and started stroking 
my butt through my shorts. It seemed like a good idea so I reached down to 
grab her ass. I worked her shirt up enough that I could grab her bare cheeks 
with my hand and fondled them, going back and forth so I wouldn't play 
favourites.

Karen could feel my erection pressing against her and moved her hand into my 
shorts where she could slowly masturbate me. I slid my hand between her legs 
and found a sopping wet pussy. I pushed my finger into Karen and wiggled it 
around, trying to discover the layout of her insides. Karen started pushing 
my shorts down and when they were off she rolled onto her back and 
whispered, "Fuck me, Felix, fuck me!"

I got off the bed and grabbed a condom, thinking that I'd better replace 
them before Tom got back. This time I got it on without trouble and moved 
back to the bed. Karen spread her knees wide and I got between them. I had a 
little trouble finding the right spot but Karen reached down and guided me 
in.

Once again the sensation was unimaginable, at least for an inexperienced guy 
like me. I slid into the wetness and we started to fuck, but the springs 
were really squeaky. "Shit," I whispered, "your mother will hear." I got up 
and said, "Come on, we'll use the floor."

Karen got off the bed and onto the floor. I quickly moved back into position 
and we were at it like rabbits. It wasn't really comfortable on the floor 
and I got rugburns on my knees, but it was great anyway. Karen wrapped her 
arms and legs around me and I grabbed her beautiful ass and we had a great 
fuck. Afterwards we got back under the covers and fell asleep in each 
other's arms. Luckily I woke up to piss about two o'clock and Karen went 
back to her bedroom.


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