Tyler and Rebecca were tasked with cleaning out the work shed of their grandparents farm. It wasn’t a large room, but it was not small, or clean for that matter.
“I can’t believe we got saddled with this” Tyler murmured as he pulled out a paint can that must have been from the thirties.
“Could be worse, your brother is mucking out the chicken coop…alone.”
“(sigh) I guess your right Rebecca, at least we get to be together”
“Also,” she interrupted, “Look what I found!”
Rebecca pulled out an old twelve gauge shot gun.
“Wow” she said softly looking down the barrel. “Winchester 1850!”
“Dibs” Tyler said without looking up.
“What’s it worth to you?”
Tyler stood up and gave her a funny look.
They had always had a flirty relationship, it just came naturally to them, the family saw it and was endlessly amused. But to the two of them it ran deeper, never knowing if it would progress, where their behavior would lead them, they were both eighteen and had never dated anyone. They were actually second cousins, but if they went that extra step, what would people think of them?
“I’m not quite sure” Tyler smirked. “But it is getting quite hot in here” He took off his shirt.
Now Tyler was decently in shape, but not fully, he had tight muscles and green eyes and curly brown hair that he kept cut short. Rebecca’s eye’s widened. They had swam together plenty of times but she always loved seeing him like this.
“Is this show worth it?”
She put the gun behind her back. “I don’t think so. You’re going to have to work for it” she set the gun in a corner. Shaking his head Tyler went back to work as sweat dripped down his chest and back. After spending a few minutes admiring Rebecca went back to working.
They worked for another hour or so. Tyler’s mom gave them lunch, sandwiches and lemonade.
“So have I worked enough yet?”
“I don’t know” she shifted closer to him.
She looked into his eyes.
“There are a few more things I might need you to do.”
He moved closer.
“What might that be” he asked softly.
Their lips were inches apart. His quivered.
“I’m sure you can think of something” She pulled back and stood up.
Tyler grabbed her hand and she went back down without protest.
“How about this”
Tenderly moving forward he touched his lips to hers and pulled back after a second. Her eyes had glazed over and he smiled.
“More of that?”
She could only nod.
He touched his lips again and she kissed back. Years of sexual frustration boiled away in that moment. Lunch forgotten Tyler laid on his back Rebecca on top of him. They kissed each other with deep passion and need, hungry for each other’s taste.
Tyler brushed his tongue against her lips, asking for entrance and she let him in. The kiss deepened, there was no turning back after this.
His hands moved down and grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head and felt her bare breasts against his chest. Discarding the thought about her not wearing a bra as unimportant he explored her body and grabbed her breast with a sigh. ‘Perfect’ he thought.
Tyler felt Rebecca’s hands moving down his sides and undoing his pants. With some difficulty she pulled them and his shoes off and pulled off her own. She was on her knees and he looked down his body at her. She was the image of perfection. Her wavy brown hair stopped just above her perky B-Cup breasts with pink nipples. Her blue eyes twinkled as she made eye contact with him. His eyes roamed down her body. Seeing her red thong he let out a soft growl of desire. She crawled back on top of him. Even more skin to skin contact caused new sensations to course down their bodies.
Gently Tyler laid her on her back sweat glistened on her breasts and he kissed down her body paying special attention to ‘his’ prizes. Then he moved down and pulled off her thong, he looked up and smiled before looking back down at her little pussy. It was shaved he licked his lips and lowered his head.
Kissing around her lips he looked up and smiled, her breathing was becoming hitched. He slowly started rubbing her tight pussy and licking it. It was wonderful, better than he had thought it would taste. He worked at licking and rubbing her until Rebecca was breathing fast and rubbing her breasts, sweat dripping down her body.
Gasping she got out “My turn”. Tyler got on his back and pulled off his briefs. His 7 ½ inch uncut cock standing at attention dripping pre cum. Rebecca immediately set to returning the favor. She started with his balls licking them clean before slowly licking up the shaft touching the tip of his cock with the tip of her tongue and back down again. She repeated this and smirked when she saw what affect this was having on Tyler he was grabbing tufts of the blanket in clenched fists, yet there was an expression of pure bliss on his face.
She went back down and began to take as much cock in her mouth as possible, she gagged a little and let off.
“Are you OK love?” Tyler asked.
“Yes, I want you” she said coughing. They both sat up and he brought her into his arms. Their eyes met love written all over their faces. He kissed her and laid her on her back. He laid down gently between her legs. He ran a hand up her body cupping her breast before moving it up and cupping her face.
“Are you sure Rebecca?” She could only nod.
Tyler had to look down he gently guided his cock to the lips of her pussy and went in ever so slightly and looked up.
“Go”
He pushed in and stopped, she had winced but had not told him to stop.
He kissed her lips gently and slowly pushed all the way in. She held him tight.
She winced again as he pulled out and pushed back in.
But as is the case with all first times he did not last long. He felt the familiar feeling deep in his balls as they contracted. He pushed in slowly again as his orgasm built. Finally as he pushed in all the way he came. He stiffened with her. She arched her back and with a sighing together they collapsed in a sweaty heap. Catching their breath they opened their eyes and smiled.
Tyler pulled out and Rebecca winced again. Wiping both of their messes off their respective bits, they got dressed.
The family never knew why the two of them could not stop smiling for the rest of the week.
One year later they figured it out. On Tyler and Rebecca’s wedding day.
THE END
