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In the weeks following my last visit to see my cousin Veronica, she had become distant. I figured that there was a bit of shame from her side, as well as guilt from straddling the line with her relationship with her husband. She had always been able to compartmentalize the somewhat innocent revealing of her body during her times of working to regain her physique and my comments that were not nearly as innocent. I knew she both enjoyed showing herself off and hearing the comments, but wasn’t going to play on that stage for long. It was of little use to try to push that boundary.
A year had passed since my trip and I had hoped that during that time we could have talked about everything that transpired while I was there, but that never seemed to be a topic I could bring up. The depth of feeling that had grown within me over the years since we reconnected would have to stay inside my mind. I loved her not only as a cousin but also as a person I could see myself living out my years with.
During the time we were apart we had returned to a pattern of encouragement for her weight loss with updated pictures and measurement videos every couple of weeks where I watched the last of her baby weight slide off of her over time. She had gone from struggling over the 145 mark and was now at her goal of 110. At 5′ 3″ that weight fit her perfectly, not that I ever thought she wasn’t absolutely gorgeous at any point in between. I had longed to hold her even before she gave birth to her youngest child.
We had chatted via video services regularly and I had progressed from keeping myself covered to now and again having my full body visible, and to where we are now in that I would be completely undressed and chatting with her. While there was some initial shock, everything throughout our history had just gained her acceptance of me being me in my natural state. She had long before learned that I rarely wore clothes around my house, so it was just a part of me being me.
One day during our normal conversation, as I’m sitting in my lazy-boy with my camera perched in its normal full-field view, she brought up the topic of her and her kids coming and visiting me here in my warm climate. It was a topic we had touched on before but hadn’t happened yet, though there was something about this time that I knew she was serious. She mentioned a date for their visit and began planning all of the activities that we would do, the most prominent one which was to spend as much time in my pool as possible. The thought of being around this gorgeous young woman in a bikini was all that I could think about. While I had seen her in the nude and had held her close a time or two, knowing that I’d have so much time with her excited me.
I began to feel a stirring in my dick and my hand found its way to covering myself up, but also slightly rubbing myself. The gentleness of that rubbing brought about a growth down there and without thinking I was now stroking myself. I didn’t consider how visible that was to her until she made the comment, “Boy, you’re doing a lot of fiddling with your ‘worry stone’ there, aren’t you?”
“Oh crap, yes, just a bit,” I said. A bit embarrassed, but also a bit more turned on that she was noticing. “I’m just real excited that you’ll be here and, and…”
She cut me off, “I see! Are you even paying attention to what I’m saying?”
“Yes, yes I am. I’ve got all of the places you talked about visiting mentally noted.” I said as she went on to talk about flights and timing. While feeling like I should stop what I was doing, there was just no way I could at that point and something about her watching made me even harder. I had leaned back a bit in the chair and lifted the leg rest to somewhat change the angle that the camera had visible as I went into a full-on stroke of my cock.
“I can still see that, you know.” She laughed a bit but wasn’t dropping the call. “If you’re going to keep that going I’ll need your credit card number to book the flights.”
At that point, she was smiling deviously and laughing. Normally that might have made me lose focus, but where I was mentally it didn’t. Instead, I opened my legs a bit more to where I knew I was in full view as I rattled off my credit card numbers from memory and moaned a few times, bucking my hips as I went along.
“I was just kidding.” She said.
“I’m not… mmmmm… seriously… ohhhh…. Use it cuz…” was all I could get out as she kept her focus on me getting off. There was silence from her side and I was focussed on my task though as I glanced back and forth from my erect, throbbing penis to her, I could see that she was biting her bottom lip and one of her arms was moving slightly too.
A few minutes passed, moaning “Oh, cuz. Oh, cuz.” From my side and I came, shooting my load across my belly, hand, and onto the arm of the chair. I sat there in a daze, my body tingling, as I could hear the slightest “mmmmmmm” coming from her side.
“Ok, now that you got bakırköy escort that out of your system, do those dates work for you? I’m going to book the tickets now.” She said.
The timeframe was only a couple of weeks out I quickly checked my work schedule and marked myself down for vacation. “That sounds perfect! But you do have to use my card when you book them.”
“Are you sure?” She responded.
“Definitely. I want to treat you guys to a fun-filled week and it won’t cost much more than if I came to visit you.”
After a couple of minutes of her typing on her end, she said “ok, we’re all booked! This is so exciting!!!”
I could only hope it was as exciting for her as it was for me as I sat there with cum dripping down me. I grabbed a hand towel and started cleaning myself up as she said: “don’t miss the spots you got on the arm of that chair.” We both found that comment hysterical and laughed.
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A couple of weeks passed and Veronica and her kids arrived late at night. After a short visit and some discussion about what we would do in the morning, everyone was off to bed. I had given up my room for them to sleep more comfortably in and was dozing off on my couch.
I’m a morning person, so when 4:30 am rolled around I was wide awake. The temperature was set to top 100 degrees, but it was a cool 72 outside so I decided I’d head out to my patio to have my morning caffeine and possibly a quick swim in the pool. I didn’t figure anyone would be up for a couple of hours so I stripped down and did my norm of skinny dipping. After a few minutes of swimming laps in the pool, I got out and toweled off to go sit back and browse the internet.
My patio is small and consisted of a sliding door into the house and an L-shaped corner where I had a bar height table and two chairs set at and angle somewhat facing one another with one chair just to the left of the patio door. It’s relaxing to sit out there because you rarely get direct sun and there are a variety of birds always fluttering around in the trees and singing their daily songs.
While I had wrapped the towel around my waist, when I sat down I let it open up so I could air dry in our low humidity and I could enjoy the feeling of a slight breeze all over my body. I had only been staring at my phone for about 10 minutes when I heard Veronica in the kitchen grabbing some water.
As she parted the magnetic screen doors I casually pulled my towel back over me a bit so that I wasn’t completely exposed to her first thing in the morning. Her eyes were still at half-mast as she strolled over to the other chair and sat down with me. It was so wonderful to have her there to be near and able to chat in person instead of on an electronic device.
Her long hair was held together in a ponytail and she wore a thin, white t-shirt that came down to her upper thighs. As I scanned her from head to toe it was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra, with two perfect nipples pointing forward. Her thighs were so much more trim than they had been the last time I saw them in person and she was barefoot, something that had never turned me on in the past, but this morning they held my interest.
We sat quietly, both staring into our phones after a quick good morning. Well, I wasn’t staring at my phone any longer, I was more interested in looking at her as my phone was only a placeholder between us. The seats are quite close to one another and Veronica had positioned her petite body with her feet up in the seat of the chair at an angle away from me, with her shirt pulled down as far as it would go. I could see the side of her thigh exposed based on this positioning, but it was quite high up and my imagination was running wild. I searched for any sign of her wearing panties, but if she was, they had to be quite small, perhaps a thong.
Our silence broke as we began to discuss the day and firm up the plans for heading out with the kids and seeing the sights. She now shifted her position in the chair, feet still up in the seat, but they were now facing me instead of away from me. Her feet were tight up against her bottom and slightly crossed, blocking any direct view of her more intimate parts, but I could now clearly see the backside of her thighs up to the sides of her butt. The view I had at this point had my loins stirring and I could feel the blood rushing to that area of my body.
I had shifted in my seat a bit to get a better view and while I’m nowhere near as tiny as Veronica, I propped my heel up in my seat, causing my towel to slip away, now exposing my growing member. I kept it as nonchalantly as possible and continued to discuss the day’s plans as we exchanged websites to look up. In between looking at my phone, I was watching her feet and toes, imagining them moving and then exposing whether she was wearing underwear or not.
I had found a website on my phone that I wanted to share. I leaned over to show her my screen and beşiktaş escort as she leaned in, one of her feet dropped from her seat, opening up her legs. As she read the text on the page I now had a clear view of her non-panty covered and very cleanly shaven pussy. Her skin was so smooth and I could imagine soft to the touch. The outer lips of her vulva were very light in color and slightly rounded with her prominent inner lips being a darker pink and protruding prominently.
She took my phone in hand and leaned back in her chair. As she did so I sat back as well, with the other side of my towel falling away from me, now sitting completely naked in front of her while thoughts of licking and sucking her pussy flooded my mind. My penis, now engorged, was standing up in my lap and I put my hand down on it to direct it down and not be as obvious. Her propped up leg moved inward and outward adding motion to her pussy, slightly opening and closing her labia. My hand no longer just held my dick down but began to massage it.
As Veronica handed my phone back to me, she caught that my eyes were gazing at her sex. I tried to recover quickly, looking her in the eye, but she looked down and saw my predicament that couldn’t be covered by my hand. She smiled and sat back in her chair as I tried to get an apology out of my mouth, only to be silently responded to by her opening her legs wider. Her lips completely parted and her light pink vagina was in full view. She was only slightly moist but that didn’t last long as she propped her other foot back in the seat and continued to open and close her legs.
There was no more trying to hide my excitement as my dick was fully erect and my hand shifted from pressing it down to slowly rubbing it, pressed up against my body. We held eye contact for a few seconds, both smiling, as we set out phones down. She drew her hand back from the table she placed her cell on and held it on her breast and gave a slight squeeze to her nipple, then running her hand down the front of her body with her fingertips reaching her clit and beginning to rub it in circles.
I opened my legs wider, changing to gripping my cock, its veins dark and popping up. Pre-cum was coming from the tip of it and I rubbed my other fingers over it and brought it back to my mouth to taste. Veronica dove her other hand into her pussy, moistening it and then brought her fingers to her mouth as well. Her tongue stuck out, she spread her digits, with bands of juices stretching between them. She licked up and down each of them, as the recollection of her the smell and taste of her juices danced in my brain from when she had first helped me ad fed some to me.
Her hand returned to her pussy, fingering herself while still working her nub with her other hand. She squirmed in her seat and let out soft moans. The pace of my stroking increased and I knew I wasn’t far off from coming. As much as I wanted to stop and get down on my knees to taste her juices from their source, I could tell that at this moment, what we were both doing was what was meant for this time.
Her hips bucking in the chair and moans growing louder, one of her feet left her chair and rested over on mine. I shifted my hips and moved my foot to rest on the arm of her chair, the outer part of her foot now trapped under my thigh with her toes being bounced on by my balls. I could feel them maintaining contact and moving, massaging them from underneath. Veronica’s breathing got very heavy as she let out a moan of “Ohhhh, cuzzzzz.” I could feel everything inside of me tighten with this purposeful contact from her as the ball of her foot now rubbed the top of my sack and her toes moved up and down on my lower shaft, sliding my dick between her toes. My foot was now rubbing up and down on her outer thigh, feeling the softness of her flesh.
Between her vocalization of pleasure and the feeling of her skin on mine, streams of cum pulsed out of me, covering my hand, dick, balls, ground, and her foot. “Oh yes, yes, yes” came out of my lips as I watched her convulsing through her orgasm. I could see her pussy contracting around her fingers as she continued to move them in and out. We both slowed our pace of rubbing ourselves, though not completely. Her toes continued to run up and down my member, softly now, relaxingly, perfectly.
All but motionless we took in the high from that moment. The birds were singing, the sun rising more, the breeze blowing enough to make the formerly warm liquid from our bodies to feel cool. After a few minutes of afterglow, she sat back up in her seat, withdrawing her foot from my lap. Noticing my cum on her foot she wiped it down with her hand and then took a quick taste before reaching over to my towel and cleaning off the remainder. I then cleaned myself up, wrapped the towel back around me, and sat there staring at her. I couldn’t help but say “Thank you.” And I was surprised to hear her say “Oh, no, thank you!”
We didn’t speak beylikdüzü escort about it anymore at that point but rather got back to planning out the day’s events. About an hour later we heard kids stirring inside at which point I got up and put some shorts and a tank top on. Veronica went inside to get ready for the day as I fixed breakfast and shared the ideas for fun we had made for everyone.
Within a couple of hours, we were all out in the car heading off to the zoo. We looked at all of the animals, popping into the various air-conditioned buildings to see the indoor attractions whenever we could. The temperature had risen to 104 and we had to call it quits for the day. We hit a restaurant for a late lunch and then headed back to the house for some pool time. Dinner and then game time happened before everyone headed off to bed.
As I lay trying to fall asleep I wondered what the morning would bring. I could so vividly picture the events from the morning and hoped that we would share another session like that. Mmmm, her pussy looked so tasty. And her feet, why was I so focused on her feet? I kept picturing how they looked when her toes did their best to wrap around my cock. Her perfect little toes. And the sight of my cum running down over them. I was getting too turned on to keep laying on the couch so I decided I’d sleep in my small camper that was parked in my garage. It was hot out there with only a fan blowing down on me, but I was able to be naked and get myself off before falling asleep.
4:30 am had arrived and like clockwork, my brain turned on and I was up again. One would think that not setting an alarm for the week I would at least be able to sleep in an extra hour. Though if the events of yesterday would repeat themselves at that time I’d gladly give it up.
Not wanting to put my shorts back on, I peeked inside the house and saw that no one was out in the main area and I walked through to the kitchen. I grabbed my normal morning dose of caffeine in a can and headed out to the back porch. I sat there for a moment to completely wake up and then headed into the pool to cool off from all the sweating I did overnight. Getting out of the pool I grabbed a fresh towel from the bin I keep outside. I know people always forget to bring a towel out with them, so this keeps the footprints from appearing on the tile.
I spread the towel out on the decking and knelt to do some stretching. A few years back I had injured my back and the physical therapist had given me some yoga poses that would help to relieve the pain. While not in pain any longer, I had continued the routine somewhat irregularly. In reality, I was hoping that Veronica would come out and catch me in mid-routine. I was positioned in a place where I could see my large bedroom window and sure enough, I noticed some movement in the blinds when I was about four poses in.
It was so quiet outside I could hear her in the kitchen getting filling up her bottle with some water. I just continued on my routine as she walked through the screen. It was clear that she was only wearing a t-shirt again, as this one was shorter and I had a clear view of her shaved pubic area.
“Mind if I join you out here?” she asked quietly as she walked over to me.
“Sure, do you want to go through my routine with me? I have about 4 more poses before I repeat it from the top.” I replied.
“Do I have time to take a quick dip in the pool and then start it from the beginning with you?” She said.
“Absolutely!”
Veronica walked over to the steps of the pool, bending over to set her drink next to the pool. She was only a couple feet from me and I had a full view of her perfect rump as it outlined her smooth pussy and perfect looking asshole. She stood up and peeled her shirt off, throwing it to the side, her breasts bouncing free. In that instant, I completely forgot where I was and what I was doing, feeling my groin robbing the rest of my body of blood.
She stepped down into the water and disappeared silently below the surface, her hair floating on top, not tied up this morning. I watched as her body glided along under the surface, crossing the pool after kicking off one of the walls. I tried to get myself back into my poses, but her beauty was all I wanted to concentrate on. She turned to swim back to the stairs as I performed a downward dog with my head cranked towards her rather than in proper position.
A few more laps and she was back sitting on the steps, wringing out her hair, and then braiding it in a way that it held perfectly. I noticed how correct her posture was, her shoulders back and her chest thrust forward. Beads of water dripping off of her erect nipples glistened in the pale early morning light. She stretched her arms high above her head and arched her back while twisting her spine.
“This feels so good being outside and naked,” she said. “I can understand why you enjoy this. It makes me wish I could be this free all the time.”
“Nothing is stopping you from it, is there?” I replied.
“Well, between it being cold at home and the kids, it would be a bit out of character for me.” She replied.
“I can understand that. At least you have this week and can enjoy these early mornings with me.” I said.
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