We woke up to each other on the couch just before the house stirred. I was the first to wake up and took the opportunity and kissed her to wake her up. “Come on, baby, it’s time to wake up,” I said. “Unfortunately, we have to pack to go home today.” We reluctantly got up and walked into the kitchen to start breakfast. I was craving some orange juice, so I made a glass and gave one to Jess. We sat down as our parents enter...

The next morning, we woke up like normal, except this time our parents were the ones dragging. I think they all had too much to drink at the concert. They stumbled in late after we had passed out. My aunt came down the hallway, and her hair was a mess. She went through the motions as if she were going to make breakfast. She stopped getting things around and poured a coffee for herself. "How was the concert, Aunt Emily? Di...

Jess and I split apart for a little bit into our own rooms. We both needed a breather and some processing time for what we had just experienced. We just consumed each other on a whole other level. "My god," I wondered, "did she realize how we have changed our lives this week?" Watching her finger her ass was something I’d never seen before. I didn’t realize that was a thing for women, or that it was even a pleasurable thi...

After giving myself a little time to bask in the glory of what had happened the night before, I cleaned up my bed, removed the pillowcase and my boxers, and took them down the hall to start the laundry. Apparently, Jess did the same thing before I did, as the panties she wore the night before were sitting under a damp towel in the laundry basket. I took a quick look around to see if anyone was around and if it was safe. I...

The cottage was filled with laughter. My 17-year-old cousin Jessica, my little sister, and I were playing our had-to-have-been 15th board game. My much younger sister was passing out on the floor, and honestly, we stopped really playing a half hour ago. My mom and dad were at the dinner table with my aunt and uncle, all feeling good, probably half in the bag. They were reminiscing and telling strange stories that only the...

Arrival I’m Matt (male) and was 16 when it first happened; my cousin Jess (female) was 17. My grandmother had a cottage in upstate NY, and the family went there to have a vacation. My parents and my little sister were there with me, of course, and my aunt and uncle (Dad's side) and their daughter (my cousin) were there as well. My other cousin was at some kind of sports camp, lacrosse, I think, but it did not matter. Gran...