Family Reunion
Copyright© 2025 by ghostwritten
Chapter 3
I woke up in my tent the next morning with my head buzzing and my mouth dry. I didn’t really remember walking back to the tent or anything else beyond what I’d done with Lindsay. It was like I’d become enchanted by her, just from the few hours we’d spent together. As I lay in my tent, the sun already up, I wondered how she felt about what we’d done the night before.
Did I feel guilty about what I’d done, having taken the virginity of my own cousin? No, I didn’t. I knew I should, but as I sat there and thought about it, I just couldn’t bear those feelings. I had fun last night, even before the groiny stuff, and I hope she did, too. She certainly seemed to, and if what she said was true, she had been looking forward to seeing me again when school started back up in September. The obvious wrinkle was we were family, which wasn’t great, but we were just messing around. It would just be a weekend fling, and that would be the end of it. We’d get it out of our systems, metaphorically of course. I was physically putting it into her system.
I tossed on a pair of grey shorts and a red T-shirt and stepped out of my tent into the bright, sunny world of the morning. I felt a spring in my step as I wandered over to the big tent where people gathered. The smell of freshly cooked bacon wafted through the air, which triggered my hunger for breakfast. The steamer trays were filled with all sorts of breakfast delights, like pancakes, scrambled eggs, breads, ham steaks, fresh fruit, and, of course, bacon.
I saw my mom wave at me from a table in the distance and gave her an acknowledgment wave back before I grabbed a plate and filled it up. On my way towards my parents, I happened to pass Lindsay and her parents sitting at a table with Teddy, and I would guess his family. I gave a little nod as I walked by and was subtly acknowledged back. I don’t know why, but I had hoped for more from Lindsay, maybe a smile or grin, something to indicate she didn’t regret what had happened, but I guess it wasn’t the right place for that.
I sat down with my parents, who were chatting with another couple who had much younger children, too young to have been out with us the previous night. As always, I was introduced, and as usual, I couldn’t remember their names for the life of me. I felt like they needed some kind of nametag system at these types of events. Family name first and then given name. That way, people could identify which family line someone belonged to.
“What did you get up to last night,” Mom asked me as she sipped a cup of tea.
“Not too much. Chatted with Lindsay about school, and then we hung out around the swimming hole.”
“It’s great, isn’t it?” Dad chimed in excitedly. “Your grampa hand-made all those benches himself for the last reunion. Eighty-three years old and was still able to craft such long-lasting furniture.”
“Yeah, they were great,” I replied. Honestly, I hadn’t really paid any attention to what they looked like the night before. It was dark, and I had other things on my mind, but they just seemed like pieces of wood to me. If I headed over there again during the day, maybe I’d actually have a look at them.
“What are the plans for today?” I asked as I shoveled food into my face.
“Well, there are hayrides, swimming, a tour of the old farm, and then another party tonight,” Dad replied in between chatting with whoever he was talking to.
“Huh, ok.”
Most of that didn’t seem to interest me. Maybe if I was ten years younger, getting pulled around behind a tractor might be enjoyable. I guess I’d have to make my own entertainment today, and as I looked over at Lindsay, I had a few ideas in mind. First things first, though, I needed a shower. I smelled like campfire and the floor of the frat house. I finished eating and excused myself, letting them know I was going to clean myself off. My mom took a whiff of me and wholeheartedly agreed it was for the best.
“Thanks, Mom!” I snarkily replied. Heading back to my tent, I grabbed my shower supplies and then made my way to the bank of portable shower stalls. It was mostly just a couple of tall individual tents hooked up to a water truck. I worried the water would be cold, and boy, was I wrong. I flicked on the water and it rained down on me, the water wasn’t cold, it was freezing.
“Refreshing, isn’t it?” A familiar voice came from behind my tent. “I saw you going in and just had to see how you’d deal with it,” Lindsay said teasingly.
“Why don’t you get in here and see how cold it really is?” I dared her back.
“No thanks. I took my shower earlier. You slept in pretty late. Did you get worn out last night?”
“Not at all, I just like my beauty sleep.”
“Good. Meet me back in the hayfield; we should talk. Oh, someone’s coming, talk to you soon.” And just like that, she was gone.
I later found Lindsay by the haystacks where we were last night. She was facing away from me as I approached, looking off into the distance. I was stunned at her beauty as she wore a thin blue sundress that clung tightly around her upper body while the bottom loosely billowed in the light breeze. I couldn’t help but stare as the dress showed off her long, slender legs.
“You finally made it,” she said. She must have heard me approach from the crunch of my shoes on the dried grass.
“Yeah, what’s going on? Is everything alright?”
“I wanted to talk to you about last night.”
Her words sent a panic through my body. Had she reconsidered what we’d done and now felt guilty about it? What would my parents say if they found out I’d screwed my own younger cousin? It would be so embarrassing and humiliating since the whole extended family would likely know. I tried to play it cool, but I could feel the color rush from my face.
“It might have been a bad idea...” She couldn’t look me in the eye. Instead, she looked down at her feet. The fringe of her dress lifted up just enough that I could almost see what she wore underneath, but it died down.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I thought it was what you wanted.”
“I did, but now...” her brown hair covered her face from a light gust of wind, I couldn’t see her expression until she turned towards me, “ ... I want to do it all the time. Gotcha!”
“Wha-what?”
She leaped over and wrapped her arms around me; her embrace was stronger than I would expect from her and laughed deviously in my face. I stood there, shell-shocked.
“You should have seen your face,” she laughed. “It looked like you turned grey.”
“You’re evil,” I said, still stunned, but managed to start chuckling from the relief.
“If you’re still upset, you can spank me later. What I really wanted to say was thank you for last night. It was better than I could have hoped for. Definitely better than if you’d taken me while I was drunk in your dorm room.” Her soft lips caressed my cheek as she leaned close to me. I could smell the scent of her shampoo, and it made me lightheaded. “I hope you don’t regret it.”
“Honestly, I thought I would, but when I woke up this morning, all I could think about ... was you.”
Her index finger moved over my neck, her touch light as a feather, and moved up my jaw and over my lips, teasing me further. I felt myself getting hard and wanted to throw her over the hay bale and take her from behind, but it was too risky.
“I hope you aren’t getting feelings for me, Logan. I am still your cousin, after all. We aren’t two random strangers who met at a frat party.”
“I know. It was your first time and everything, too. I guess I’m just caught up in the wildness of it all. I know it’s just for this weekend, if you’re still interested.”
“Oh, I’m very interested. Why do you think we’re out here all alone?” She raised an eyebrow questioningly.
“You can’t be serious?”
“Very serious. I wouldn’t put it past you to have already thought about fucking me on this hay, but that would be too obvious. No, I have something else in mind, now that you’re showered and clean.”
She dropped to her knees directly in front of me and undid my shorts. She only lowered them enough to pull out my cock, which she quickly inserted into her mouth. There was no delay or taking her time, her head quickly started to bob back and forth while she sucked my cock right there in that field.
I stood there, my arms leaned up on the stack as I tried to look normal. There was a fear of getting caught, being just a few hundred yards from several hundred family members, while my cousin gave me an exquisite blowjob. It was exciting on a level I’d never experienced before. Especially when I’d look down to her shit eating grin as we made eye contact.
I wanted to watch her work, but I knew I had to be the lookout as well. Every so often someone in the distance would look my way and wave, and I had to wave back. I let a hand drop down to urge Lindsay to go faster. I let my hand rest on her head, entangled in her brown hair, as she worked her lips and jaw.
In the distance, I heard a clanking sound and looked around to see where it was coming from, what I saw filled me with dread. A tractor approached pulling a wagon of kids and parents; it was the hayride. I tapped on Lindsay’s head to get her attention, but she just picked up the pace. My knees nearly buckled for a second till I regained composure. I realized she must have thought I was close to cumming and wanted me to finish in her mouth.
“You have to get up, the hayride is coming,” I warned her, speaking as softly but directly as I could.
“It’s fine, cum in my mouth,” She said, pausing for a second before continuing.
“No, the HAYRIDE is coming!” I said louder as the tractor slowly grew ever closer. I don’t know how she didn’t hear the noisy tractor or the now audible sound of everyone on the wagon. Yet she still didn’t stop. Worst still, I was also close to cumming.
The tractor was only twenty feet away as my uncle slowed down when he saw me. I looked to the wagon and was horrified to see Lindsay’s and my parents on the back, all looking at me. I knew we were busted and there wasn’t anything I could do about it.
“What are you doing out here alone?” my uncle asked.
“Just taking a break from all the people. It’s a lot of ‘peopling’ for a weekend,” I replied, as I felt my balls start to churn.
“Hey, Logan, have you seen Lindsay?” her mom asked from the back of the wagon. I wanted to die right there and just end it all.
“She left a couple of minutes ago,” I answered, “I think she went to the toilet ... OUCH!” I felt Lindsay pinch my leg.
“Are you ok?” my uncle asked.
“Yeah, I think something bit me. She may have gone to the swimming hole,” I said, hoping I guessed right. I felt Lindsay’s hand stroke my balls, so I figured it was correct.
“Alright, well don’t stay in the sun too long. You’ll end up extra crispy,” the tractor driver said which made the whole wagon laugh. I didn’t understand, it must have been some kind of inside joke or something, but the engine roared back to life and slowly pulled away. I waved goodbye just as I filled Lindsay’s mouth with my seed. It was difficult not to react, but down below, my leg twitched with each powerful spurt, which Lindsay greedily swallowed like a seasoned pro.
“That was fucked up!” I said when I had finished, and she got back to her feet. Her knees were brown with dirt, but she had a smile that went from cheek to cheek.
“You loved it,” she playfully tapped my arm.
“Still, we could have gotten caught.”
“That was the best part. If I thought we could be quick, I’d let you take me now, but we should get over to the swimming hole before my parents check for me.”
“Don’t you need a bathing suit?” I asked.
“I’m wearing mine under this dress. I think you can swim in those shorts, come on.”
She took my hand and led me into the nearby woods. I had to guess she knew where she was going, because my sense of direction at that point was completely out of whack. As we cut through the underbrush, her dress got caught and lifted up from different branches and I could see blue and white material under the blue dress. I stopped moving and she stopped too, looking back to see why I wasn’t moving. I pushed her against a tree. Our lips sought each other as we kissed passionately for the first time that day. The faint taste of cum still lingered on her breath.
“We should go...” she said breathlessly.
“I know, just one more...” I replied as I kissed her again.
“God, if I’d have thought about it, I’d have let you take me right here. Just push my suit aside and let you have me against this tree.”
“Would you have liked that?” I asked, my hand moved up her dress between her legs.
“Yessss...” her eyes were closed as I approached the V junction between her legs, but she stopped me. “ ... but we can’t, not right now. I promise you’ll get to have me again before the end of the day. But we have to go.”
The swimming hole was crowded when we arrived, I knew there would be little chance of continuing our flirting without attracting attention. This was compounded when Teddy waved us over to a small patch of grass that was mostly unoccupied. I sat down while Lindsay pulled her dress over her head to reveal a little blue and white bikini. I wished at that moment I had pushed her up against a tree.