Chapter 1

I’ve always been close with my cousin Nicole. We were born on the same day in the same wing of the hospital. We used to joke that we were twins from different mothers. It was pretty nice having an automatic best friend. I guess that’s why I never went through a “girls are icky” phase. I grew up with a girl and she was definitely not icky.

Not to be too weird, but she was the first girl I saw naked. She was spending the night at my house so we took a bath together. Of course we were five so I didn’t fully appreciate it at the time. But I did recognize that she was very very cute. And yes, I did notice that her plumbing was a bit different than mine. I asked her about it and she asked me why I had that weird thing between my legs. My poor mother had to explain the difference between boys and girls, which is a conversation I don’t think she was planning on having that night.

A couple years later I got to see that lovely sight again. It was when we got baptized. In our family it’s tradition that kids get baptized in the nude. So we had a private ceremony at my grandma’s pool. Not much had changed since the last time I’d seen her without clothes, but at the very mature age of eight, I found her much more interesting. Looking back I’m glad I didn’t pop a boner because I was definitely checking her out.

That was the last time I saw her naked. Really it was the last time I saw a girl naked at all unless you count my little sister, but we all know that doesn’t count.

That all changed when we were fifteen.

One afternoon in early summer we were at my grandma’s. Grandma was gone for a week with her church group so it was just the two of us and we were swimming. If we’re being honest, I’d had a thing for her for the last couple of years and I was hoping to see her in a bikini. No such luck. But she still looked incredible in her cute little one piece.

I guess I shouldn’t have been too surprised. Since we started middle school she’d been dealing with a lot of insecurities about her body. Nicole was BIG, and always had been. And when I say big, I mean big in every way. She was over six feet tall. She was also pretty fat. Big chubby tummy, big fat ass and wide hips. Thick thighs. Massive boobs. And yeah thick girls are hot now, but it still wasn’t easy being an SSBBW teenager.

But I thought she was beautiful. She had smooth pale skin, long brown hair, and big blue eyes. She also had really cute feet. At least I thought they were cute. She had been wearing women’s size shoes since we were seven, and by the time we were teenagers she was in a size thirteen. Like the rest of her body, her feet were fat. And she had these really long toes. Her second toes were the longest. I think people call it Morton’s toe. I’d realized my foot fetish a few years earlier so I loved checking out her feet whenever she wore flip flops or went barefoot. And she always kept her nails painted. On that particular day her nails were a light purple.

Her swimsuit was a little small so I got a great view of her cleavage, her ass, and her cameltoe. I was already in the water when she got in so she didn’t notice the bulge in my trunks. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she had heart shaped sunglasses on. Damn she was cute.

“Mmmm nice and warm,” she said as she slid into the pool.

“Yep. Remember last time when it was freezing?”

“Remember how perky your nipples got?” She teased. “I think they were bigger than mine.”

I blushed just a little bit.

“That’s not fair because you can see mine, but I can’t see yours.”

She shrugged her shoulders and said, “You could see mine if you want to.”

I was stunned. I had no idea what to say. I probably looked like a real moron standing there with my mouth open and my eyes as wide as dinner plates. If I said yes, that would be a dead giveaway that I had a crush on my cousin. But if I said no I could miss my chance forever.

“Um ... I’m good.”

She gave me a snarky grin.

“Anyway ... how was band camp?” I asked.

“Hot,” she answered. “Very very hot. I think I sweat off half my body weight.”

“Any tonsil hockey with a trombone player?” I chuckled.

“You know our trombonists are Eric Reingold and Justin Paul?”

“Ew, good point.”

I wasn’t exactly Mr. Cool, but those boys were the liven definition of “band geeks.” Nicole and I were both single (and frustrated) but I knew she wasn’t desperate enough to get with those guys.

“What about you? Did you find love while I was gone?”

“If I did do you think I’d be swimming with my cousin?”

“Ouch. Harsh.”

We swam and talked for a couple hours. When the sun started to go down we went inside to change. I went into the bathroom and she went down the hall to the guest room.

After I changed into my shorts and t-shirt I walked down the hall to the living room, walking past the guest room. The door was open and I caught a glimpse of Nicole. Butt. Ass. Naked.

I didn’t mean to stop and stare, but I guess I did. How could I not. She was so sexy. I saw it all. Her big belly and adorable belly button. Those humongous tits. They were a little saggy but still amazing. She had the prettiest pink nipples. And that ass. So big and perky and round. Just as I was getting a glimpse of her hairy pussy she saw me.