Swimming Hole
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2021 by Mat Twassel
Fiction Sex Story: Cousins Tasha and Kat share some ice cream and then they share more.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including ft/ft Consensual Lesbian Fiction Incest Cousins Illustrated .
A week into their vacation at the cabin, Tasha and her mom and dad were joined by Tasha’s Aunt Min and Cousin Kat. Tasha hadn’t seen Kat since they were kids. The first day it rained but they played Monopoly in the cabin and then after lunch they all crowded into Tasha’s dad’s car for a trip to the country ice cream shop a few miles up the road. Tasha got a triple scoop Rocky Road cone and Kat got vanilla. “Vanilla,” Tasha said, mock-scolding her cousin. “Where’s your sense of adventure?”
“I like vanilla,” Kat replied.
“Me too, in fact,” said Tasha. “Want to share?”
Kat and Tasha licked each other’s cones.
“You girls aren’t going to drip in Butch’s car, are you?” said Aunt Min, who had opted for her ice cream in a cup.
“Maybe we should walk back,” Tasha said.
“In the rain?” said Aunt Min. “Don’t be silly. You’ll get all wet.”
“I like getting wet,” claimed Tasha.
“Me too,” put in Kat.
“Nonsense, get in the car,” insisted Aunt Min.
The two girls rolled their eyes.
“Sit on my lap,” Tasha suggested. “That way we can share with less chance of drippage.”
“Good idea,” said Kat.
The ride back along the old road seemed bumpier than on the way out. “Ooh, mine is dripping,” Tasha said to Kat. “Lick it up. Quick.”
Kat licked the drip from the side of Tasha’s cone.
“Now lick mine,” Kat told Tasha.
“Mmm, mmm, mmm,” the girls said, licking each other cones and licking their lips. “Mmm, mmm, mmm.”
When Kat’s cone was all but finished, Kat asked her mom if she wanted a taste. Aunt Min turned away, not deigning to reply. While Aunt Min’s head was turned, Tasha dared to put her finger against Kat’s ice cream covered lips. Kat sucked Tasha’s finger into her mouth. The tip of Kat’s tongue kissed the tip of Tasha’s finger. Tasha’s nipples tightened. Her clit tingled. A few minutes later they were back at the cabin. The rain had stopped. The sun had come out.
“See,” Kat told her mom. “We wouldn’t have gotten wet after all.”
Tasha whispered in Kat’s ear, “Actually I am kind of soaked.”
Kat blushed.
“Can we go swimming?” Tasha asked her parents.
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