My Cousin Confessed Her Secret to Me on the Beach

Since we were little girls, we spent summers together in a small coastal town: beach by day, partying by night. It was our ritual; we’d been repeating it for years, and nothing had ever happened that strayed from the script.

The last summer started the same way. On that first day at the beach, we were both debuting the tiniest bikinis we had. I asked her about the guys she’d got her eye on, the ones who usually bought us drinks and something more after the club. She answered without blinking, and left me frozen.

—Don’t talk to me about guys. I’ve changed. I’m a lesbian.

She blurted it out like that, point-blank, without anesthesia or beating around the bush. The conversation veered off course in a second, and I didn’t know what face to make.

She repeated it to me several times, very sure of herself. I didn’t quite believe her until, after looking around to make sure no one was watching us, she slipped her hand inside my bra and stroked my nipple with the tip of her finger.

—Easy, babe. I’m not made of stone —I said, my voice halfway between laughter and shock.

—Well, this tit looks like it. It’s perfect.

I had no choice but to surrender to the evidence. She was giving me all the proof I needed, and a signed confession to boot.

—Okay, okay. I believe you.

I’ve always been one for quick decisions, and this one had to be. If I didn’t stop her soon, I knew how it was going to end. And then there was temptation, which, why deny it, attracted me more than I cared to admit.

It wasn’t an unknown body to me either. We’d gone topless together a thousand times, seen each other naked around the apartment, brushed against each other without thinking anything of it. Or so I thought until that moment.

—Well. Want more? —she asked.

—Whatever you want to give me. I like you. But I don’t want to pressure you.

I let her take the lead. More than that, I moved a little closer and kissed her on the mouth. Softly, barely a brush of lips. It was my way of telling her I didn’t mind, that I might even like it.

—Are you sure? —she insisted.

—No. But we can do an experiment. That much I’m convinced of.

—No hurry.

We spent a delicious, sneaky while. We smeared ourselves with sunscreen, fingered each other in the water, always keeping watch so nobody caught us. A full-on flirtation.

She knew exactly how to turn me on. They were only touches, but I was starting to boil inside. I felt her hands everywhere. In the water she slipped the bikini top aside and pinched my nipples, which were hard as rocks. Then, using the cream as an excuse, she grabbed my ass under the bottom and even slid a finger between my cheeks, discreetly.

What frustrated me was not getting to orgasm. Especially with her so close, keeping me on the edge without letting me fall. I got tired of waiting for that jolt I knew only she was going to give me.

—Let’s go —I told her.

What the hell. There were too many people around to keep going without causing a scene. We went to the changing rooms and from there to the apartment as fast as we could. I don’t know how I managed not to throw myself at her in the elevator.

***

We didn’t need many words. Once we were in the living room, facing each other, she kissed me on the mouth again. I put my hands on her waist, pulled the top of her skirt down, and stroked the soft skin of her belly. It was obvious I wasn’t going to back out.

—I can finally get you naked. I’ve been wanting you for years —Noa murmured against my neck.

—And what are you waiting for? I’ve already started.

She pulled down the zipper of my shorts and slid her hand inside. For years, the two of us had done without underwear when we were together.

—You’re not wearing panties underneath. You little minx —she said with a laugh.

—I didn’t want to make it hard for you.

Then it was me who lifted her skirt and stroked the lips of her vulva, which she also had bare. We weren’t going to put on wet bikini panties.

—You weren’t wearing anything either. You came from the beach bare-assed. Someone could have seen you.

I pulled her skirt down to her ankles. She tugged my tank top off over my head, but twisted it on purpose so my wrists were left tied above my nape. She was smiling lasciviously, with a hint of perversity I didn’t know she had.

She took advantage of the fact that I couldn’t defend myself. She bent down and licked my armpits and breasts without hurry. I couldn’t say how long it lasted. I just moaned and enjoyed it.

—You really know what you’re doing —I panted.

She stroked my small, hard breasts for a good while. As soon as she let my hands go, I kneaded her ass. Her wide hips had shaped a big, gorgeous butt.

At last I finished taking off her top and freed her generous breasts, a little sagging, with those huge nipples I had always admired in secret. Her figure was much more voluptuous than mine: I’ve got a swimmer’s body, nothing in front and nothing in back.

—Let’s go to bed. I’m going to eat you —she said.

—What exactly?

—All of you.

She yanked my shorts off my hips and we went naked to the bedroom. We lay down on her bed. On the one hand I wasn’t in a hurry; I wanted to squeeze out every bit of pleasure she could give me. On the other, I desperately needed that orgasm.

***

While we caressed each other slowly, I asked her a few questions. That’s how she told me how she’d been seduced that same spring, on a very hot day on that very beach. It was early in the season and there was hardly anyone on the sand.

—And how did all this start? —I asked.

—It was twenty meters from where we were today. Closer to the rocks.

—I’m not asking where, I’m asking how.

—A blonde, similar to me. Curvy. Both of us topless. Before I knew it, she’d run her hands over me from top to bottom.

According to what she told me, the woman put her towel next to hers and, after talking for so long, they became intimate friends in the blink of an eye. She offered to spread tanning lotion over her body, all over her body, in a very slow massage during which she lingered a little too long stroking her breasts under cover of the sunscreen.

—She didn’t eat my pussy right there because there were people nearby —Noa said, and a smile escaped her as she remembered it.

When it was time for the legs, the stranger took a huge interest in my cousin’s ass, which that day’s thong left practically exposed. By then, either I knew Noa very poorly, or she was already completely turned on by that massage. And I know her: my cousin is a serious hot little thing.

—She loved my ass. She couldn’t stop groping it.

—Well, I like it too. Your ass is something spectacular —I admitted while squeezing it.

Then they went into the water together, playing. The other woman took advantage of every opportunity my cousin began to offer her, now fully aware, to touch her.

—You can imagine that she didn’t leave my side in the sea.

—And you let her.

—Of course. I was enjoying it more than if it had been a guy. You can’t imagine what she did with her fingers.

—Something like what you’re doing to me now? —I asked.

—I’m trying, but you won’t stop interrogating me.

At that moment she pushed two fingers as deep as she could.

—Believe me, I’m enjoying this a lot —I moaned.

While she talked, we kept touching and kissing each other with a tenderness I hadn’t expected. And I had an enormous urge to get to know, in the most literal sense of the word, that round-breasted friend of hers.

—And then you came here —I guessed.

—I knew you wouldn’t stop. I know you.

Apparently, that woman accompanied my cousin home to finish the job in the heat. Along the way she came completely clean, though it wasn’t necessary: Noa had already understood what was going on from the very first touch on the sand. But things had to be made clear.

My beloved cousin, just to try—just as I was doing then—and because the groping on the beach hadn’t bothered her one bit, invited her up to her place for a drink.

—I told her to come up and we kept going. I was very decided. More than you —she teased.

—Mine is an experiment. Though I admit I’m enjoying it too much.

As soon as they walked in, she told me, they took off their beach cover-ups and their bikini bottoms, and kissed on the mouth, rubbing breasts and grinding their trimmed pussies and everything underneath. They made love on the living room rug, without even making it to the bed. That very morning I had walked barefoot over that rug.

Between the narration and the caresses, I was getting hotter and hotter. I couldn’t take it anymore and guided my cousin’s head toward my completely shaved pussy.

—Come on, eat me. Show me what you’ve learned.

—Gladly.

She started licking while I pinched my nipples. She traced the lips of my vulva, played with my clit, penetrated me with her tongue as deeply as she could. I was panting uncontrollably, about to blow.

***

Then someone knocked on the door. It was clear my debut was going to be anything but calm. Noa got up, annoyed, put on a silk robe that made her look even prettier than naked, and went to answer. I stayed in bed, aroused, imagining the surprise of whoever was on the other side when they saw her like that.

I heard her arguing in the living room, impatiently, with someone complaining that she was making them wait. The surprise, however, was mine: the woman who appeared at the bedroom door was the other woman, her friend, followed by my cousin, now completely naked.

—You set me up! —I exclaimed.

—You’ll see how much you like it.

—I don’t like it. I think I’m going to love it. But a threesome!

The newcomer was wearing a mesh tunic that left nothing to the imagination. Through the holes, her pink nipples peeked out, light-colored and very hard.

—This is Bruna. My good friend —Noa introduced them.

My cousin helped her take off the garment while I, without moving, admired that body. I had two curvy women all to myself. When the tunic passed her hips, I discovered she too had opted for wearing nothing underneath: her sex appeared naked and defiant before my eyes.

I had been so turned on already that, when I saw those two stunning bodies planted in front of me, I kept stroking my clit until a strong orgasm betrayed me with my own moans. I’d been on the edge for far too long.

—Need some help, pretty girl? —Bruna purred.

She knelt between my thighs and worked me over with her tongue until she wrung screams from a second orgasm, chained to the first.

—You told me she was pretty. Not that she tasted that good —she told my cousin.

—I didn’t know that. You barely let me taste her, impatient thing.

Noa, lying beside me, kissed my lips, drank my breath, stroked my small breasts, almost tiny compared to the other two’s. I returned her fiery kisses with my tongue, wrapped one arm around her waist to squeeze her ass and slide a finger between her cheeks, a detail that seemed to please her. I like asses too.

With my other hand I stroked Bruna’s hair and face. I wanted to return the favor and eat my new friend’s sex. I told her so.

—Bruna, I want to keep experimenting.

—What do you want to do?

—Taste both of you. Lick you all over.

She crawled over my body, rubbing her breasts against my belly. When she reached my face, I took her nipples into my mouth to suck and lick them. They were like my cousin’s, big and generous, though redder because she wasn’t as tanned, and just as hard.

At last she opened her thighs wide and sat on my face, offering me her sex. I kissed her clit very slowly as soon as I found it with my tongue, worked my way between her shaved lips and penetrated her, tasting all of her on my palate.

—Are you sure you’d never done it before? —she asked between moans.

Despite being a beginner, I couldn’t have been doing too badly judging by the sounds she gave me. Meanwhile, Noa had slid down to my vulva and was doing to me the same thing I was doing to her friend, leaving me soaked.

From Bruna’s cunt I kept licking down to her anus, worked it with enthusiasm, and pushed a finger inside, playing within her.

Exhausted, I pulled back a little to watch them in action: how they touched each other, kissed, masturbated one another. I had no choice but to get turned on watching their skill.

—You two keep going. I want to watch you.

It didn’t take long for me to heat up again and want to join back in. I managed to get my head between my cousin’s thighs, because I still hadn’t tasted her sex. It tasted as good as her friend’s.

After countless chained orgasms, Noa stepped away for a moment to catch her breath, but without taking her eyes off the show or stopping to caress the two of us, slipping in a finger now and then. I swear Bruna’s skin was so soft that I didn’t leave a millimeter untouched or unlicked.

—Fuck, you’re such a pack of she-wolves! —my cousin exclaimed.

We didn’t leave the apartment all weekend, even though I felt like dancing and going out for drinks. But having that pair of hotties ready to give me pleasure, to run all over me, to fulfill any wish that crossed my mind, was something I wasn’t about to trade for anything.

Today I consider myself bisexual. I still sleep with whoever I feel like, only now I’ve broadened my horizons. And I count the days until summer comes, I go back to my cousin’s apartment, and help her please her new friends. All of them.