1. CARNAL SUMMER


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    sons, both much older than me, and both in the military. My mom's other two b*****rs had been killed during the war, so until Jane showed up, it was just me at Gran's during the summer, and Jane wasn't there but for a few days at a time. With neither of us having anyone close to our age, we hit it off fairly well. I started junior high the following fall, took up weight lifting and joined the wrestling team; I was also drafted to play football. I was an early bloomer and a big k** for my age; Der Munster my buddies called me. Of course in junior high, there were other girls built like Jane, but like Jane, they always seemed to be older than me, and what self respecting ninth-grader boob-wonder would give the time of day to a lusting seventh-grader goon. The following summer things changed. I was still shipped off to my grandmother's farm and was Gran's slave for the most part, but I really didn't mind. I was also bigger then, the hormones and weight lifting having done wonders in transforming me. No longer did my voice crack and there was hair where males grow hair. I had changed so much that Jane hardly recognized me when Uncle Tim first brought her to the farm that summer. To my delight, Jane was a lot more interested in her now beefy step-cousin than she had been the previous summer. No doubt the fact that I was only other teenager around helped increase her interest in me, but I quickly realized that she was a bit taken by my now muscular body. I had come in from my ...
    morning chores for dinner (lunch if you will), shirtless, as I was wont to do when working. Gran fussed at me to be properly dressed to eat. After we ate, Jane and I cleaned up the kitchen. She leaned over and whispered to me, &#034I like you better without your shirt.&#034 I suppose I could have said the same thing to her, but good manners (and good sense) dictated that I remain mum on that score. That afternoon, Jane asked me to go riding with her. Gran seemed pleased that I would accompany Jane horseback riding as you never know what might happen. I caught and saddled two horses, then we were off over the pastures and through the woods. As soon as we were out of sight of the house she made another comment about my shirt, or rather her desire that I go without it. Naturally I did as she wished. That set the tone for our afternoon free time rides, where I would dress much the same in the afternoon as when I was hoeing weeds in the morning. Now unlike the previous summer, Jane was stuck out on Gran's farm for the entire summer and for much the same reason I was, so we were together every afternoon that Gran didn't have something else for us to do. By the end of the second week that Jane was there it had turned fairly hot... not as hot as it would be in few more weeks, but hot enough. We were out on a ride when I remembered a small pool of water that was feed by a spring. Buried in the woods, the pool wasn't very big, maybe twelve feet across and it wasn't deep, maybe a foot. But ...