The Flood Ch. 01

The setting and events concerning the flood are true. It was a tragic event that struck our community. The sexual encounters are fictionalized. Why not have a little fun even when life is tough?

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The rain beat down on my windshield so hard that I had to guess where the edge of my mom's driveway met the bushes. The screech of the weather warnings on the radio were still imprinted in my mind as I dashed up the front walk and into the house. It was flooding again. Five years ago they'd called the flood a "100 year flood" because it wouldn't happen again in our lifetime, but here it was.

My mom thrust a flashlight into my hand and started pulling on boots.

"Why are we going back out?" I asked, surprised. I thought it would be just the two of us bunkering down here.

"Kathy is on her way. She can't make it to her house, roads are washed out..." my mom trailed off as she ran outside to meet Kathy's Subaru in the drive.

Kathy is my aunt, my dad's youngest sister. We haven't seen much of his side of the family in the years since he passed. I used to be close with Kathy's two children but time and distance had worn our relationship thin. I was especially close with Brad. His younger sister Caroline was always like a tag-along to us big kids growing up.

When I made it out to Kathy's car, I was surprised to find Caroline and Brad in the back seat. Kathy and Cara looked worried but Brad flashed me a toothy smile before dashing into the rainy night.

Once we were inside, I couldn't help but catch up with Brad in more than the usual ways. As we talked about college and careers, I eyed the tattoo peeking out from under his t-shirt. The goatee and cropped black hair made him look like a man. Could this be the same cousin I grew up chasing in our grandma's back yard?

"Blonde, I see." Brad commented quietly while the others chatted. "And boobs to go with it."

I rolled my eyes but I couldn't help but smile. I'd developed into a nice, perky C-cup while I was at college. The freshman 15 had all gone to my tits and I couldn't complain. I usually dressed a bit revealing too; I had a figure I was proud of! But in the rainy chaos of this flood, I'd only managed to pull on athletic shorts and a black t-shirt. Come to think of it, I hadn't remembered to grab a bra before heading out. Glancing down, I noticed my erect nipples and tried to cross my arms in front of my chest but he'd already seen. He smirked. I could feel the heat rising up in my cheeks.

We spent the better part of 2 hours hauling all mom's belongings from the basement to the first floor. Her basement had filled completely with water the last flood and it was starting to stream in already. Brad, Cara, and I did most of the heavy lifting with mom and Kathy directing from the first floor. Just as we moved the last 3 boxes to dry land, the lights flickered and went out.

"Perfect" said my mom sarcastically, although we all expected to lose power sooner or later.

After a meal of sandwiches by candle light, Cara suggested we play marbles. It was a family tradition but it was only a 4 player game. I quickly bowed out to leave the four of them playing. I told them my head was aching and I needed to call it an early night.

Upstairs in the long, loft bedroom there was only a bunk bed despite all the floor space. I pulled out a couple sleeping bags and some assorted bedding for everyone to choose from and selected the bottom bunk for myself. Luckily I still had clothes at my mom's house because I was feeling gross after the hard work and rain. I found a long gray night dress that I'd worn when I was probably 12. It covered my ass, but barely. My tits looked huge in the tight top but it was dry and I figured no one would see me while I slept anyway.

As I lay in the dark, I listened to the sounds of my cousins' laughter. They were harassing Brad for his loss at the game.

"Well I'm going to bed then" he grumbled to more laughter. I could hear his feet on the stairs and I wondered if I should pretend to be asleep. I hadn't made up my mind when a flashlight caught me square in the face. "Oh, you're awake, sorry." he said, lowering the beam. He set up a sleeping bag on the floor, joking about Princess Cara needing a real bed. Although there was plenty of space, he set up close to my bed and when he was done he sat with his back leaning against the frame of the bottom bunk so he could tip his head just a little and see me.

Finally alone, he dropped the boyish smiles he'd been giving me and said in an earnest and deep voice "it's been a long time Marie."

I didn't pretend to be clueless. I knew exactly what he was talking about. There had been so much sexual tension between us our whole lives and we hadn't even talked in two years. The last time we had seen each other was the summer right before we both left for college. I reminded him of that last time and we started reminiscing about all the times we'd experimented but never done anything too crazy.

"Remember when grandma moved into that tiny apartment?" he nodded agreement "and there was nothing to do so she suggested we watch a movie in her bedroom?" I started the story and he added "yes, and Cara was tagging along as usual so we had to watch that stupid mushy flick?"

We laughed about the movie and his annoying sister some more before he dropped his voice again and said "and I bet you remember what you did to me." I remembered. With his sister well out of view on the bed, and Brad and I under a big blanket on the floor, I'd played with his inner thigh and knee. It started as tickling but quickly made him catch his breath. I had worked my way up to his member to find it swollen with anticipation. I traced my finger along his legs all the way around his hard cock but never touched it. I shimmied his pants down just enough to allow it to pop out under our secret blanket.

Slowly, careful not to be caught, I touched just the tip of the head with one finger. Just that first direct touch made him shudder. He bit his lip to stifle a moan. Talking to him about this now, I said "and I remember that first stroke feeling so long and warm. I couldn't believe how big your cock was." He was flushed from thinking about that day.

He added "you stroked me so slowly but firmly and it was such a turn on, having to be so sneaky."

I had stroked him over and over, getting a feel for my cousin's forbidden cock. I reached down and cupped his balls, moving them slowly in my palm. I could feel the precum start to wet his member and I knew he was enjoying it.

"Yeah and that's right when Uncle Carl called to us to come to the living room for pie!" He laughed. Cara had ran out of the room without paying us any attention so I had quickly leaned down and parted my lips and gave a quick but sensual kiss to the glistening head of his dick. He tried to get me to take more in my mouth, and I had wanted to, but there was too much risk in staying in the bedroom with everyone waiting for us so I had pulled the elastic band of his shorts over his throbbing cock and left for pie.

"That was the worst blue balls I've ever had in my whole life" he joked now, leaning a little closer to me. The awkwardness of two years apart was melting away between us. I could feel the heat in my panties growing as I thought about that day. Never once had he touched me. He'd never even seen my pussy and I'd kissed his dick. It had left me longing to be touched, to have the favor reciprocated.

I could see his bulge growing now. Just thinking about that heated memory was making him hard. He caught my stare and winked. "Want a repeat?" he joked but I wondered if he meant it. Before I could find out, Cara's footsteps started slowing trudging up the stairs. He lay down in a flash and shut his eyes. I followed suit.

Cara tiptoed into the room and climbed up to the top bunk. She yawned and whispered "goodnight" into the darkness. I listened to the rain and the sounds of my cousins getting comfortable. Finally Cara started breathing deeply and I could tell she was asleep. Although she was 19 now, she was still an annoying kid to me and I didn't feel like chatting with her, especially after Brad and I ended on such a sexy story.

Just as I was closing my eyes with the intention of falling asleep, I heard stirring from Brad's make-shift bed. I thought he'd fallen asleep too but apparently not. I heard the zip of his jeans and listened as he worked his way out of them and placed them on the floor outside his sleeping bag. Jeans weren't comfortable to sleep in, so that made sense to me.

But the rustling continued. It was quiet but unmistakable in the dark. He was touching himself. The nylon sleeping bag made just enough noise that I could make out the rhythm. He started very slowly but soon I could hear him stroking up and down at a regular pace. My pussy gave a jolt of interest. I didn't want him to hear me, he clearly thought I was asleep. I moved so slowly that I didn't make a sound as my fingers found my erect nipple. I pinched and squeezed, giving myself pleasure and turning myself on even more as I listened to him masturbate.

His rhythm got faster and I could hear his breathing now. He was turned on and working his way to an explosion. I left my nipple for my now throbbing pussy. If Brad was going to get off, so was I. I pushed aside my moist panties and my fingers found my clitoris. I began slowly massaging my clit in circles, making my pussy drip.

A moan escaped Brad's mouth and I knew he was close. It seemed like he no longer cared if he was heard. His hand moved up and down his cock rapidly. I hadn't reached my own orgasm yet but I could no longer contain myself.

I sat up in bed. As I did, he stopped immediately; he'd been caught. I didn't want his pleasure to stop though so I got down onto the floor with my face next to his as quickly as I could. I could barely see him but I found his ear at once. I whispered "I want you to cum in my mouth" He shuddered at the feel of my warm breath in his ear and at my offer.

His hand quickly went back to work. I moved down so that my face was level with his cock and I watched him stroke it up and down. I could see the glisten of his precum, my face only inches away from his throbbing member. Being this close to my cousin's forbidden cock had me so turned on that I lost myself in the moment.

I reached down with one hand into my own panties and burrowed a finger into my wet pussy. I matched his stroke with my finger, in and out, in and out. I wanted more. I placed my mouth to the tip of his dick, just like I had two years ago. I kissed the head and he let out another low moan. I took the head into my mouth while he kept stroking the shaft.

I flicked my tongue over his cock and kissed it deeply. It felt so good to finally have it in my mouth for longer than a second. While I enjoyed the head, he stroked the shaft ever hurriedly. I played with my clit in fast circles, alternating between plunging my fingers deep into my now drenched pussy and furiously rubbing my clit.

Suddenly he tensed up and let out a low "ahhhh, yes" as his cum shot into my waiting mouth. It was hot and thick, just like I'd hoped it would be. As I felt his orgasm, I rubbed fast and hard at my own anxious pussy. I felt my own orgasm rise up and take over, sending me shuddering and dripping wet, trying to maintain the kneeling position I was in while the pleasure overflowed. His cum spurted two more times and I sank my mouth all the way down his shaft for the first time, draining him completely.

I slowly licked my way back to the head, tasting every bit of cum and making him shake with pleasure. I took my hand out of my panties and started to move away when he grabbed my wrist. He pulled my wet fingers to his face and took them in his mouth, licking my juices off and savoring every drop.

Silently, I crawled back into my bed. Neither of us spoke a word. I could hear his sister snoring faintly above me and I knew we'd finally gotten away with doing something naughty that had been building up for years. As I though about the taste of his cum in my mouth, my pussy twinged for more. I wasn't sure I could be satisfied with that encounter. Something deep within me longed to feel that cock in my waiting pussy one day...