Sue twisted strands of her shoulder length brunette hair around and around her finger as she talked on the phone. "A movie and then something to eat? That sounds nice Jim."

She listened for a second and then said, "Cool, I'll see you at six-thirty then."

Sue hung up the phone and then fell back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. She had an honest to goodness date with a hot guy. A car date. She jumped off the bed and looked at herself in her bedroom mirror. She gathered her hair in one hand and swept it behind her shoulders. Her girl friends had told her that her looks had really changed, but Sue had begun to doubt that the guys would notice.

She smiled broadly at herself. Near perfect teeth gleamed back at her. It had seemed that her mouth had been full of metal braces almost forever, but as she looked at those even, white gems, the wait seemed worth it. She turned sideways and pulled her tee shirt tight against her chest. She had been worried that she was going to be flat as a board all her life, but in the last year she had developed. Sue cupped her breasts and pushed them up. They weren't huge but they were certainly noticeable.

Sue plopped back on the bed. OK, she wasn't exactly ugly anymore, but those dateless years when no one would ask her out had left her with no experience. And she did so want to impress Jim. He was cute and the high school football team's quarterback. He wasn't an over-muscled Neanderthal like most of the players. Jim was smart and fast but of average size. In fact, he was only and inch or two taller than her. Sue smiled; being almost the same height would make it easy for kisses.

But then she frowned. Kissing... she had practically no experience at real kissing. Oh she'd played at kissing games years ago at her friends' birthday parties, but keeping her lips locked tight in case some yucky boy's germs tried to infect her with a horrible disease didn't count as real kissing. What she needed, Sue decided, was a date before her date. One that didn't count, but one where she could learn something. She stood up and began to pace around the room. An early date was just wishful thinking of course. It would be a miracle for some eligible guy to show up right now. She stopped her pacing in front of her window and looked across her side lawn and driveway to the figure of a young man, who sat reading a book on the porch of her grandmother's house. There was her miracle in the form of her cousin Chris.

Sue had always lived next door to her grandmother; they called her Gram. And Chris, her first cousin, had always stayed at Gram's house when his mother was off on one of her frequent business trips. Sue and Chris had grown up playing together despite the fact that she was two years older. But as girls do, she had matured faster than Chris had, and when she had tired of their childish games they had grown apart.

Sue chewed on a fingernail and gazed at Chris. There wasn't much childish about him now. Last Christmas, at a family gathering, she had turned to say something to Chris and found herself talking into his chest. At fourteen he was a bit over six feet tall and not bad looking. Sue took a deep breath. She moved quickly to throw open her window before she lost her nerve.

"Chris," she called out. The boy looked up from his book. It took him a second to find where Sue's voice had come from, but when he did he looked at her as if to ask what she wanted.

"Can you come over for a minute? I need some help."

Chris didn't reply, but he put down his book and headed across the lawn toward Sue's house. She met him at the front door.

"Hi," he said.

"Hi," she said, suddenly unsure how to proceed.

Chris looked around, "What did you need?" He figured that Sue would ask him to move a piece of furniture or do something else that required muscle and then she would dismiss him once again. He wouldn't have come over to begin with, but then she had always been able to lead him around by the nose. It wasn't that she treated him badly, it was just that she had pretty much ignored him for years.

They went into the living room where Sue took a seat on the edge of a couch. She patted the cushion next to her. "Have a seat," she said.

Chris sat down, but not as closely as she had indicated. Sue eyed the distance between them and took a deep breath. "Can you keep a secret?" she asked.

Chris frowned, "What kind of secret?"

"Oh it's nothing bad," she said, scooting closer to Chris. "I need to ask a favor."

Well, well thought Chris. It made him feel good that his older cousin needed him. "What is it? I'll help, unless it's something too weird."

"And you won't tell anyone."

Now his curiosity was aroused. Chris shook his head, "No, I won't tell anyone."

Sue took another deep breath and said in a rush, "I have a date tonight and I want to practice kissing."

"Kissing?" Chris squeaked. He cleared his throat loudly and said, "Kissing," in a more normal voice. He was confused, why would she think that he knew anything about kissing?

"Sure," said Sue. "That's OK, isn't it?"

Chris gazed at his cousin for long seconds. 'Of course it's OK!' a corner of his mind was screaming. For years Sue had been only a playmate. He'd been concerned with how fast she could run, and not how she looked. But lately he'd noticed that she was turning into a real babe. "Yeah, it's cool," he finally managed to get out. "How do we do this?"

Sue thought for a moment. She would certainly wait for Jim to kiss her tonight so she said, "You kiss me."

Chris sat up rigidly and slowly advanced his face toward Sue's. Her eyes were closed and lips pursed. The two cousins grew closer, and closer and... and then they bumped noses.

Sue's eyes popped open. She put a finger to the side of Chris's head and tilted it a bit sideways and then closed her eyes once again. Chris proceeded and this time he managed to place his lips ever so lightly on hers.

It was like dry leaves trembling against one another. Sue backed off and frowned. "That wasn't very good," she said. She made a point of wetting her lips with the tip of her pink tongue and then she stretched out once more for Chris.

Chris unconsciously moistened his own lips, and after he made sure that his nose had the correct trajectory, he managed firm contact this time. Chris froze in place. This was his first honest to goodness kiss and he wasn't about to ruin it by doing the wrong thing.

They stayed locked like that for long seconds until someone's strained neck muscle twitched and the two kids felt lips moving on lips. It was as if two windup dolls were suddenly switched into motion. Their lips brushed and rubbed and slid together until the two broke apart, gasping for breath.

"Wow," said Chris.

"That was good," said Sue matter-of -factly. Clearly, she was being more clinical about this business than Chris. "But, I've seen couples kiss like, forever. Do they hold their breath?"

The matter seemed pretty obvious to Chris. "I guess they breathe through their noses," he said.

"Oh, of course," said Sue. She pondered that thought for a second and then said, "Let's try it."

They practically smashed their faces together and kissed until they were snorting and panting through their noses. Chris could feel his face growing hot and there was the familiar ache of a teen hard on in his groin.

They kissed and kissed until there was suddenly the sound of tires on gravel outside the house followed immediately by the sound of a car door and the clicking of a woman's heels on a sidewalk.

Chris jumped up, "It's Aunt Mini," he gasped. He looked at Sue with wide eyes, "What do I do?"

Sue laughed, "Mom doesn't care if you're here." Chris's groin was practically in her face and she could see a long bulge thrusting against his pants. "Besides, I think you better sit down."

Chris saw where Sue was looking and he dropped back to the couch immediately. He clamped his hands to his lap, but then he realized how that looked so he grabbed a throw pillow and covered up his erection with it.

Sue just laughed and said, "I'll get us something to drink."

As she left the room, her mother, Chris's Aunt Mini came in the door. "Well hi Chris," she said. "How are you?"

"I'm fine," Chris said weakly.

"Mom," Sue called from the kitchen. "Guess what? Jim asked me out tonight."

"Oh really," said Mini. "Now just where are you two going?"

It was two weeks before Chris and Sue were together again. It was at a family reunion. About twenty relatives of their extended family had gathered at their grandmother's house for a picnic type meal. Chris waited until Sue was by herself and then he casually walked over to ask, "How did your big date go?"

For a second Sue thought that he was laughing at her, but then she saw that Chris was sincere. Jim was a nice guy. They had had three dates in the last two weeks. But he had only two things on his mind: football and more football. The only time he wasn't talking football was when they had gone to the local lover's lane and made out. She had learned a thing or two there and it wasn't about football.

She thought for a second and then said with a grin, "Wait a couple of minutes and then come upstairs like you're going to the bathroom."

Chris was puzzled but did as he was asked. Their grandmother had a big two-story home. She was too frail to go up and down the steep stairs to the upper story, so she lived on the first floor and the second story was left mostly unused except for when Chris stayed over and during family gatherings when the upstairs bathroom got a workout.

Chris arrived just in time to see Sue emerge from the bathroom. She looked beyond Chris to see if anyone was there and when she saw that they were alone, she grabbed his hand and pulled him into one of the upstairs' unused bedrooms.

"Do you want to see what I learned about kissing?" Sue asked.

Chris nodded his head enthusiastically.

"OK, do this." Sue pursed her lips, but left them slightly parted.

Chris did as he was told.

"And will you please close your eyes?" Sue sighed.

Chris obediently closed his eyes. He felt Sue's lips on his. They were just as warm and moist as he remembered. But then he felt her tongue on his lips and then it intruded on his mouth. Chris jerked his head back in surprise.

Sue's eyes were laughing at him. "Didn't you like that? Jim did it on, like, our second kiss."

Chris thought about it for a second. A minute ago the thought of someone's tongue in his mouth would have made him gag, but now it seemed like a great idea. "You just surprised me. Let's do it again."

They kissed again. This time Chris joined in eagerly. Sue slid her arms around his neck and Chris unconsciously put his hands on her hips, pulling her against his growing hard on. Their tongues thrashed around and their hips were just beginning to grind together when they heard a discreet cough from the doorway to the room.

Sue and Chris jumped apart as if they were spring-loaded. They both turned to see their cousin Mary standing there with a bag in hand. "I'm sorry," she said with a smile. "But I'm going to stay with Gram for a while and she said that I should use this room."

Chris and Sue both muttered something and worked their way, red-faced, past Mary and out the door. Once they were on the stairs Chris looked at Sue as if to ask 'What are we going to do?'

Sue said, "Don't worry. I'll talk to her." And once they hit the bottom of the stairs, the two cousins went their own ways.

A few minutes later Sue joined Mary at the table laden with refreshment and desserts for the reunion. As they picked up plastic cups of iced tea Sue said, "Can I talk to you for a minute?" Mary smiled and led them over to a corner of the yard that was devoid of relatives.

Sue had always been envious of Mary. She was barely five feet tall with short, dark hair and eyes and a mischievous smile that lent her an innocent, pixyish quality. But she was hardly innocent. She did pretty much as she pleased and at the age of twenty-one she had already been married and divorced.

Mary stopped and turned. "So, you and Chris are doing the kissing cousin thing?"

Sue blushed, "Yeah, I wanted to ask you not to tell anyone."

Mary chortled, "Oh don't worry." She gazed across the yard to where Chris was standing with his uncles. "He's certainly grown up cute. He's what, sixteen... seventeen now?"

"He's fourteen," said Sue, hating to admit it.

Mary laughed out loud. "You little devil." She examined Chris with more appreciation. "He's going to be really huge when he's all grown. Is he big uh... down there?"

Sue blushed mightily. "I don't know. All we've done is kiss."

"Hmmm," was all Sue had to say.

Several days passed. Sue was in her room when she heard a car in the drive that ran between her house and her grandmother's. When she looked out, Sue saw Chris getting out of his mother's car. He waved to her and then went into his grandmother's house carrying a bag. Sue realized that her Aunt Heather must be on another business trip and that Chris was going to stay overnight. Sue grinned to herself. Chris would probably be over here in a few minutes, looking for another make-out session. She found herself eager to see Chris. He'd be ardent to see her, and not self-absorbed like Jim.

A few minutes passed and then a half-hour. Sue went to her window, wondering if Chris was going to show up. Then she saw Mary's car in the drive and remembered that she was at home with their grandmother. Suddenly, Sue remembered how Mary had looked at Chris during the reunion and she felt a twinge of jealously. She knew that was silly, but in a few seconds she found herself entering her grandmother's home.

Her grandmother was in the living room watching a soap opera as she knitted. "Gram, are Chris and Mary here?" she asked.

"I think they're in their rooms, dear."

Sue quietly climbed the stairs to the upper story. When she reached the top, she peeked into the bedrooms. They weren't in their rooms, but the door to the bathroom was closed, and she could hear muffled voices from there. Sue walked quietly on tiptoe to the door, and after taking a look around, she knelt down. The house was practically ancient and the doors in it had the old-fashioned skeleton key locks. As a result there was a genuine keyhole that she could peek through.

What she saw took her breath away. Chris was sitting on the closed lid of the toilet. His legs were spread and between them, her knees on a folded towel, was Mary. She had a hold of Chris's erect cock and as Sue watched, she slid her lips over the head of his cock and began to bob her head up and down.

Sue couldn't believe it. She'd heard about blow-jobs and sucking guys off, but she thought that was something pathetic girls did to hold on to their guys. She also couldn't believe how turned on she was getting. She moved her hand to her crotch and began to massage herself through her shorts.

Chris stared, unseeing, at the top of Mary's head. Occasionally, he would take a deep breath and let his head roll back. Mary took her mouth away from his cock and began to jerk her fist over the head of Chris' cock. "Do you like that, big boy?" asked Mary.