"Hey Lils! I'm about to head out on the boat and do some fishing. Want to come?"
"Sure! Let me throw my bikini on and grab a pole! I'll be out front when you get here!"
I absolutely love fishing, so when my cousin Zack called me, I was not turning him down! It didn't hurt that he was really nice to look at, too. A day of fishing on the boat, with a blonde, tan, shirtless, hottie. I'm not complaining! Zack and I were never really close growing up, but since I moved back home, we have started to realize that we do have quite a bit in common. We were both into hunting, fishing, and being outdoors. Since we realized we like a lot of the same things, we've been kind of inseparable.
The two of us had a very playful relationship. We wrestled, picked on each other (in the nicest way of course), and dare I say... flirted. We never did that around our family though. But in public or by ourselves, we would often get mistaken for a couple. We were cousins, related, nothing was really going on between us! Well at least not physically...yet.
"Ready to go?" Zack asked, as I climbed into the front seat of his lifted Silverado.
"Yes sir. Where are we going to today? Hope it's salt water this time." I really don't like fresh water fishing too much. Salt water was more fun for me because there is more variety and bigger fish! Bigger fish means bigger fight, which is what I like! Fresh water was Zack's favorite though.
"Fine! We'll go salt water fishing today. Just for you, Lil" He was looking at me smiling. He had the prettiest smile, with the bluest eyes. Blonde hair, blue eyes, pretty smile, really tan, pretty tall, good body... he was every girls dream. Times like these, I hated that he was my cousin. If we weren't related, he would be my perfect man. I shook these feelings out of my head, and continued to act like nothing was going on.
Once we got on the boat and caught our bait, we found our place in the harbor and anchored. It was a pretty normal day of fishing. We joked around, caught some mackerel, and a sting ray or two, (we don't like catching those because they will swallow your hook.)
I was sitting on the bow of the boat, with my leg hanging over the side when my pole jerked, almost pulling me into the water. I fell backwards with the pole trying to hang on for dear life. I had a tarpon on the end of my line. (For those of you who don't know, these things are beasts! This one was about 150 lbs and almost 5 feet long.)
Zack ran up behind me, and wrapped his arms around my waist so I wouldn't get pulled out of the boat. I'm 5'7 and weigh about 130lbs... this fish was a lot stronger than me! I was fighting this thing for at least 10 minutes, and Zack was holding on to me the whole time. He was so close to me that my ass was rubbing against his member the whole time. It was after that first 10 minutes that I felt that he was getting hard. I acted like I didn't feel it though! I wanted to land this fish more than anything!
When it was about 20 yards from the boat, it broke off! I didn't bow to the king! (For those of you who don't fish, bowing to the king means that when the tarpon jumps out of the water you have to point your pole out, almost like you're bowing, so he doesn't break off while he is jumping). When the line broke, it sent Zack and me falling to the floor. I ended up sitting in his lap right on his hard dick. We sat just like that for a minute, and I felt him readjust himself. He knew I felt it and he was embarrassed.
"Do you have a lure in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" I know it was extremely corny but I didn't want him to feel embarrassed. I looked at him smiling. It didn't work. He stood up, making me fall to the floor, and walked to the back of the boat. He threw his line out and didn't look at me at all. I didn't like this at all. I didn't know how he felt, if it was just the fact that something was rubbing him so it excited him, or what, but I didn't want things to change in a negative way! I went and sat on the seat right behind him
"Zack, will you say something to me please?" He put the pole down in the holder, turned around and started kissing me. He was kissing me hard, as if this would be the last time. My lips parted slightly and his tongue found mine. We kissed for a while, and he finally pulled away.
"We're cousins Lil, I can't have these feelings for you but I do! I have since you came back! I don't know what to do." He was upset, I could tell. He was looking at his feet, waiting for my response.
"I have feelings for you, too."
He looked up. His face was shocked. I just smiled at him. He started kissing me passionately. We kissed for what seemed like forever when I made the next move taking off his shirt.
I was only in a bikini, so he didn't have to try very hard to undress me. Since we were in the middle of a small harbor, we couldn't get completely undressed due to other boats close enough they would see.
His hands traveled up to my chest. and moved my top to either size of my just big enough boobs. His mouth traveled from my lips down my neck to my now hard and aching nipples. His kiss felt amazing! While he was licking and sucking on my right breast, one of his hands found my other nipple, pinching and sucking it. His other hand was creeping up the inside of my thigh towards my bikini bottoms. He pushed the fabric aside and found my soaking wet pussy. He teased me just a little, rubbing the outside, and then finally sticking his finger all the way in.
This was just enough to make me moan softly. It felt amazing. I was almost over the top from all the excitement, I had to make him stop. I wanted him to fuck me. I reached to undo his pants. I pulled his now rock solid dick out of his trunks. He was about 7" and just thick enough. I stroked it a few times, spreading the pre-cum that had already oozed out of the top. I positioned the head right at my entrance.
I was at the perfect height, where I could remain sitting, and he could fuck me standing up. He pushed into me and it felt so good I almost yelped in pleasure. He was thrusting in and out of me when we were distracted by a familiar noise. Another boat was coming right by us. I hurried to cover my boobs back up while he reached for a towel to cover up our secret. While the boat was passing we waved, they waved back. He was still inside of me, moving just enough to still feel amazing. Right as they passed, he thrusted into me, hard! That pushed us over the edge; we both started cumming. We stayed like we were for a minute or two trying to get past our orgasms. Once they both subsided, we looked at each other and started smiling.
"I hope that won't be the last time... that was the best sex I've ever had, Lil. I don't know that I can go back to not having you again..."
I kissed him again. Long and hard. I didn't let go. "That will not be the last time! That is for sure!"
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