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Jill, this is stupid!" I grumbled.

"Shhh! They'll hear you!"

I couldn't believe it. I was home from college on spring break. Most of my friends were going away to some island to lie in the sun, but not me. No, I was locked in the trunk of my brother's car with my cousin Jill, trying to sneak into a drive-in movie!

"How did I let you guys talk me into this!" I groaned.

The worst part was that it wasn't necessary. We had the money to pay, but my older brother Ned and her older brother Bob decided to sneak us in for old times sake. Jill and I were just drunk enough to be convinced. Of course, that was twenty minutes ago and I'd sobered some since then.

The four of us didn't typically go out anymore. Ned was married and Bob moved away for a great job opportunity. I spent most of my time away at school. Jill was the only one who still lived at home.

We really hadn't planned to get together tonight. It just happened. I decided to visit my parents because it was too depressing to stay at school while all my friends vacationed. Bob came back for a wedding and tacked on a couple vacation days to visit family. Ned's wife happened to be working the night shift this weekend to cover for a friend.

Bob and Ned use to hang out together all the time. They were supposed to be catching up on old times and watching a game on television tonight. At least that was the original plan. As soon as they had a few beers in them they decided to try and find some of their old friends.

I have to admit I jumped at the chance to join them when Ned called me. Anything was better than staying in with the parents! I was only home for an hour before I started regretting the visit. I loved my parents dearly, but wow! They could still drive me absolutely crazy!

Jill showed up at the local bar we visited not long afterward. I was surprised by how good of a time I had. The four of us really hadn't been close in a few years. We drank a lot and reminisced. That's how I ended up in the trunk of my brother's car.

"How did I let you guys convince me to do this?" I moaned again.

"Quit complaining," Jill giggled. "You thought it was a great idea at the time."

"I was drunk!" I snapped.

"You still are!" she said, her giggle turning into a full-fledged laugh.

"Maybe, but not enough to think this is fun anymore," I sighed.

"Keep talking," Jill said, fighting to control her laughter. "And you'll be waking up tomorrow morning at the sheriff's office. How much fun do you think that will be?"

"It would serve me right for agreeing to go out with you three lunatics!" I grumbled.

"Shhh!" she said, putting her hand over my mouth.

I was amazed she could find it. It was pitch black in the trunk and far more cramped than I remembered. My legs were bent like pretzels and I'm sure one of my knees was jammed painfully into my cousin's thigh. I sighed and took a deep breath. If she could deal with the pain quietly than I might as well stop complaining. I also tried to shift my knee away from her leg.

We moved up in the line to enter the drive-in at a snail-like pace, but eventually my brother paid and we were through. It wasn't quite the time to celebrate since I was still locked in the trunk. On the other hand, we would be getting out in a couple of minutes.

Of course older brothers being what they are, that couple of minutes was torturous. It was an old drive-in with badly paved paths. Ned made sure to make the ride as bumpy as possible. I could hear both Bob and him laughing. Poor Jill took the brunt of it as my knee jammed into her thigh hard a couple of times. It took forever for us to park.

"I'm going to have a bruise for weeks!" Jill complained once we stopped. She slipped her hand between my knee and her thigh. I shifted as best I could to give her room.

"It's your own fault," I said. "I told you this was a bad idea."

"It wasn't a bad idea," she insisted, but then relented by adding, "Of course, I didn't expect your brother to still be such a immature jerk!"

"Oh come on!" I laughed. "First of all, be careful who you call immature. We did let them stuff us in here. And second, did you really think a few years would make Ned and Bob grow up that much?"

"You know," we heard from outside the car. It was Bob's voice. "He's right little sister. You should have known better."

"Very funny!" she cried. "Now open the trunk! It's way too cramped in here!"

"I don't think so!" Ned's voice said. I could hear in his tone that he was on the verge of laughter.

"Oh no!" I moaned, already seeing where this was going.

"You wouldn't dare!" Jill cried, obviously catching on as well.

"Don't egg them on!" I whispered harshly. "You know how they can be!"

"But they're twenty-five for Christ's sake!" Jill snapped.

"It doesn't matter," I sighed. "They've been drinking."

"Bob! Open the trunk!" Jill cried.

"Not unless you say pretty please!" he laughed back, saying the words I dreaded since I was a little boy. This was bad. This was real bad!

"No way!" she cried.

"Now who's being immature?" I sighed.

"I'm not saying it!" she whispered harshly.

"Bob, please open the trunk!" I called, rolling my eyes. "Pretty please!"

"Not until Jill says it too!" he called back.

"Never!" Jill snapped. I could hear Bob and Ned laughing outside.

"Oh come on!" I cried, annoyed with all three of them, but focusing my attention on Jill. "You're nineteen! Say pretty please and let's get out of this trunk!"

"No!" she said angrily. "He's never gotten me to say it yet, and I'm not about to start now!"

"You can't be serious?" I asked, but I knew the answer already.

Bob and Ned had done some pretty bad things to us over the years, but neither of them had ever been able to make Jill say pretty please. It was ridiculous at our age that they were still trying and she was still refusing, but I was willing to bet anything that Jill wouldn't budge.

"I'm not saying it," she insisted.

"In that case!" Bob cried. "Enjoy the movie!"

"Bob! Ned!" I cried. "A joke is a joke, but it's getting cold in here and we're squished so tight that my foot is going numb. Let us out!"

"There's a blanket back there somewhere," Ned laughed. "We're going to visit some friends. Their car is up front, so don't bother calling out. We won't hear you and neither will anyone else. We parked way in the back of the drive-in."

"Wait!" I cried, but I could hear their laughter as they moved off. "I can't believe this!"

"Oh relax!" Jill said. "It's not like this is the first time they've done something like this to us."

"Exactly!" I snapped.

"Can you find the blanket?" she asked, changing the subject. "It really is cold in here."

"I knew I should have stayed at college for break," I grumbled as I search for the blanket. "Every time I come back to this hick town I thank God I had grades good enough to get out of it!"

"My grades were just a good as yours!" Jill snapped. "Better in English! I just didn't have grandma Ginny to help pay for school."

I was surprised by her reaction. I was just bitching and moaning like I always did when I fell prey to one of my brother's pranks, but obviously I hit a sore subject. Jill never mentioned before that she had a desire to leave our small town. I suddenly felt bad for her. It's too bad that Grandma Ginny was on my mother's side of the family.

"If you really want out of this town, I'm sure there's a way," I frowned as I opened the blanket and placed it over both of us as best I could.

"I like the town," she said more calmly. "I just wish I could go to college."

"Why can't you?" I asked.

"I told you," she sighed. "Money."

"Jill, I go to a state school," I replied. "It's a good school and it's not as expensive as you think. Grandma Ginny does help, but mostly in room and board. She owns a house near campus and she lets me crash there."

"Do you think she'd be willing to let me stay there as well?" Jill half joked.

"I can ask her," I shrugged.

"Are you serious?" Jill asked in surprise.

"Why not?" I shrugged. My cousin was silent for a few moments before speaking again.

"Wow! I'll have to think about that," she replied with a shake of her head. "Can I get back to you?"

"No problem," I smiled. Jill surprised me with a kiss on the cheek. She smelled nice. I shook my head and pulled back. "Now do you think we can try and shift around. My foot really is numb!"

"We can try," she sighed and shifting under the blanket. Jill cursed once as she bumped her head into the trunk. I felt bad, but she was the smaller of us and could move around better. She settled next to me and asked, "How's that? Any better?" We were spooning. I had to spit her hair out of my mouth before answering.

"Yes, thanks," I said.

"Oh hey! Look what I found!" she cried and suddenly the trunk had light. Jill was holding an old flashlight. The battery was clearly on it's way out, but it helped a lot.

"That's better," I smiled and we shifted a little more and I pushed some stuff in the trunk around to make room. It was bigger than I originally thought, but still pretty tight. "Now why don't you tell me what you've been doing since leaving high school? We haven't talked recently and we obviously have the time."

"Okay, but let me shut the light first," she answered with a smile. "I don't want the battery to die."

Jill and I were close growing up, but it changed when we went to high school. I guess part of it was that I was a year ahead of her. We also hung out with different groups. I'm not sure what the rest of it was, but whatever the reason, we grew apart. Yet, as she spoke I realized that we were still enough alike to be friends as well as cousins.

My face was very close to her hair and I noticed how good Jill smelled again. I put the thought out of my mind and did my best to ignore the fact that my body was pressed against hers.

My cousin looked a lot like her mother's side of the family. She had wavy, blond shoulder length hair. Her body was compact and well built. She was pretty, but not beautiful. I had a suddenly flash of how she looked when she smiled. There was definitely something special there. She was the type to light up a room when she was in a good mood.

I wasn't sure why, but suddenly I decided to tickle Jill. She cried out and accidentally slammed the back of her head back into my face, but it was a glancing blow that didn't stop me from tickling her.

"Don't! Stop!" she cried through her laughter. "This is so unfair! You know how ticklish I am!"

"Yes I do!" I laughed and continued.

My hands were under her arms and she fought to push them away, only there wasn't a lot of room. Somehow she was able to twist around and face me. I was still trying to tickle her, but with all her movement my hands kept accidentally finding her breasts.

"Pervert!" she snapped.

"Stop wiggling so much and take your medicine!" I laughed, continuing to try and tickle her.

"Two can play this game!" she cried and started tickling me back, only I wasn't particularly ticklish.

"Stop!" she gasped through her laughter.

"Or you'll do what?" I asked, knowing there wasn't enough room for her to do much.

"I'll...I'll...I'll bite you!" she replied, obviously trying to come up with something threatening.

"You've got to be k**ding?" I asked sarcastically.

"Oh yeah?" she cried and suddenly her teeth were on my nose.

I pulled back quickly, but she followed just as fast. I didn't have a lot of room to maneuver in the trunk so I twisted my face away from her. That didn't stop her from biting.

"Cut that out!" I cried as her teeth glanced against my neck. I ignored the shiver that traveled through my body, or at least I tried to. "How am I going to explain a hickey to Ned and Bob when we get out of here?"

"Are you going to stop tickling me?" she asked threateningly. It was funny in a way, but my emotions were all mixed up.

"Yes," I said, trying to regain control of whatever I was feeling.

"Good," she sighed as I stopped. I could feel her body relax as she pulled away. I don't know what came over me, but I started tickling her again.

"You bastard!" she cried and started trying to bite me again. I twisted away once more and her teeth found my neck. Instead of pulling away, I lay there with my mind in a confused jumble.

Jill's mouth opened on my neck and she literally started to leave a hickey. Her tongue brushed against my skin and I felt a jolt of electricity. I lost myself in the feeling for a moment. Jill moaned into my neck. It was clearly a sound of passion and it woke me up to the reality of what was happening. We were no longer playing. I pulled away.

"What are you doing?" I cried.

"I'm sorry," Jill said, but she didn't sound it. A moment later the flashlight came on again. She was looking at me oddly.

"What?" I asked nervously.

"I shouldn't have done that," she said softly. "We're cousins."

"You got that right!" I cried. Jill looked hurt and I found myself calming considerably as I added, "I mean, it felt good and all, but like you said, we're cousins."

"You liked it?" she asked, still watching me oddly.

"It felt good," I admitted. "But it was wrong."

"I know," she agreed. "I don't know what came over me. I mean we're trapped in this small trunk and your body was rubbing against me, but that doesn't make it right."

"I wasn't helping," I sighed. "I should have been more careful with where my hands were going."

"Yes, you should have," she smiled teasingly. I smiled back tentatively.

"If I'd known your chest was that sensitive I would have been," I joked back. The discomfort we were both feeling dropped a bit, but there was still a sexual tension that I tried hard to ignore. I was only moderately successful.

"Liar!" she grinned. I couldn't help it. I laughed.

"Well, maybe if you didn't smell so good," I added.

"I smell good?" she asked.

"Oh yeah!" I said with more passion than I meant. We both blushed and looked away, falling silent. Jill was as far away from me as possible considering our confined space. I was surprised when she turned off the flashlight a moment later.

"It's weird really," she offered.

"What?"" I asked.

"We're cousins," she said. "Even the thought of us being together should disgust me."

"But it doesn't?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"No," she replied softly.

"Pervert!" I snapped, but then softened it with a laugh.

"Bastard!" she laughed in reply.

"Don't be mad at me just because I'm immune to your charms," I teased.

"I don't attract you?" she asked. Her tone was odd again.

"Absolutely not," I replied. "I'm not attracted to cousins. That would be sick!"

"What if I wasn't your cousin?" she asked. I knew it was coming, but I had no idea how to answer so I stalled for time.

"And we were trapped in a trunk like this together?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied, her voice soft once more. I knew the right answer to give, but I couldn't help it. I told her the truth instead.

"I'd be all over you," I said, laughing nervously.

"Because I smell good?" she asked, her voice more relaxed and filled with humor.

"That and you're built," I replied, regretting it immediately. What was I doing? You don't flirt with cousin! "Sorry."

"You're sorry I'm built?" she teased.

"I'm sorry I said that," I replied, but then something took over my mouth and I added, "Or I'm sorry we're cousins."

"Me too," she said.

"Which?" I asked.

"Does it matter?" she sighed.

"I guess not," I said after a brief hesitation. We were silent for a few minutes.

"Is this why we stopped hanging out together?" she finally asked.

"Pardon?" I asked in confusion.

"We were very close growing up and suddenly it stopped," she replied. "I was wondering if it had to do with the fact that we started becoming attracted to each other?"

"Well, you did develop early," I said nervously.

"I know," she sighed. "It wasn't all that great. The guys were..."

"Yeah, I know guys," I interjected.

"You haven't answered my question," Jill said. "Did we stop hanging out because..."

"I don't know!" I snapped, surprising myself. I wasn't attracted to my cousin! Not now and not then! Of course, she did feel very good in my arms.

"That's an answer," she replied. I couldn't see her face, but for some reason I thought she was smiling. A moment later she said softly, "You know, I used to have dreams about us."

"Do you think Ned and Bob are going to let us out soon?" I asked quickly, changing the subject.

"Not really," she replied, thankfully letting the subject drop. "You know them. They're probably drinking again."

"Great," I grumbled and we fell silent again.

"I'm starting to sober up and I'm getting tired," Jill said a few minutes later.

"Me too," I said. It wasn't true. Mostly all I was feeling was horny. Jill and I were barely touching, but even that little contact combined with her scent was maddening.

"I'm supposed to be up early tomorrow," she said. "Meeting friends. I'm going to take a nap."

"Sounds good."

"You should go to sleep too," she added.

"I may," I said, wondering how she could think about sleep right now. "Sweet dreams."

"Hmmm, that's a thought," she said softly.

"What?" I asked.

"What if I dream about what happened earlier?" she asked.

"Now that's a frightening thought," I sighed.

"Why?" she asked. "Think about it. It's just a dream. Dreaming about stuff isn't the same as doing it."

"That's true," I admitted.

"So, you're okay with me having a dream about us?" she asked. I laughed nervously.

"Okay? No way!" I said. "But on the other hand, like you said, it's just a dream."

"Thanks," Jill said, but then added, "Can't sleep like this." She shifted around again and we ended up spooning once again.

"No problem," I said letting out a deep breath and trying hard to think about anything other than my cousin's body resting against mine. "Next time, do me a favor and just say 'pretty please'. We going to be in pain for days when we finally get out of here."

"Not going to happen," she mumbled. "I won't beg. A girl has her pride."

"Well then," I laughed gently. "Maybe that's what I'll dream about."

"What?" she asked, clearly half asleep.

"You saying pretty please," I replied.

"Now that is perverted!" she teased.

"I didn't mean..." I began, but did bother finishing as she laughed.

I lay there for a few minutes wondering how long the movie was. Ned and Bob would probably come back when it was done. Bastards!

I let my mind wonder while I tried to think about anything other than Jill. I think I was half asleep when she shifted and faced me.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Oh!" she said happily. "I am having a dream about what happened!"

"No you're not..." I began, but her lips covered mine and silenced my words. There was no tentativeness about the kiss.

'Oh fuck!' I thought. 'I'm kissing my cousin!' Well, actually, she was kissing me, but it ended up the same difference.

"We can't!" I got out, breaking the kiss.

"Sure we can," she insisted. "It's just a dream!"

"Jill..." I argued, but she cut me off. This time the kiss included her tongue slipping into my mouth. I fought briefly, but then without a conscious decision I found myself kissing her back with just as much passion.

My cousin moaned when she realized I was no longer fighting her. Jill took one of my hands and placed it on her chest. They were full and heavy. I groaned and squeezed as I felt her nipples harden.

"This is so perverted!" she moaned, reaching between us and rubbing my cock through my pants.

"It's i****t!" I whispered hoarsely.

"Only a dream..." Jill said, fearing I would stop.

I would have if I could, but it was beyond me at the moment. Instead, I lifted her sweater and bra enough for me to cup her bare breasts with my hands.


"Oh yes!" she cried. I felt her hand working at undoing my pants.

"Jill!" I cried in shock.

"Shh!" she panted, finally succeeding. "Don't ruin this by waking us up!" I don't know what I might have replied, but it was all lost when she took hold of my cock in her small hand.

"Fuck!" I moaned. "Jill this is so wrong!"

"It's not real," she replied as she started stroking my cock slowly.

"It feels real!" I argued.

"You're cock is so big! This has to be a dream!" she gasped, continuing to stroke my dick with long strokes.

"Maybe you're right," I whispered hoarsely as I took a moment to lean forward and roughly kiss her lips. She accepted it without complaint.

"You know I am!" she panted when we broke apart. "In real life I could never do this!" Jill took my head and pulled my face between her breasts. I groaned into them and started kissing like mad.

My hands found my cousin's ass and I rubbed it with a deep slow motion through her clothes. My fingers occasionally slipped between her legs. Her jeans were damp there and I could feel the heat emanating from her center.

"That feels so good!" she moaned, causing me to slip one hand down the back of her pants. Her ass was soft and round and felt amazing, but my fingers quickly worked their way lower. I froze when she stopped stroking my cock. I thought Jill was going to stop me, but instead she unsnapped her jeans.

"You slut!" I whispered realizing she was trying to give me better access.

"Only in your dreams!" she replied and took hold of my cock once more.

"My dreams aren't this good!" I groaned and slipped my fingers between her legs. She was too busy moaning to respond.

My cousin Jill's pussy was soaked and swollen. I desperately wanted to taste it, but I knew that wasn't happening. The trunk was simply too small for me to shift around enough. I worked first one and then two fingers into her.

"Kiss me!" Jill demanded and I happily complied. Our tongues danced in each other's mouth as our hands drove each other crazy.

I was so involved with kissing her that it actually took a moment for me to realize she had put the flashlight back on. It wasn't shining in our faces, but there was enough light that I could make out Jill's expression.

"What?" I asked in confusion.

"I want to see the passion in your eyes!" she said.

Her own lust was plain to see. It made me groan and start kissing her again. Jill returned my kisses before making her way down to my neck. Her kisses there reminded me on how we ended up like this, but I was too far-gone to care.

I pulled my fingers from her pussy and brought them to my mouth. The smell was intoxicating and I licked my fingers and tasted my cousin for the first time. Jill looked up from my neck and watched. Her eyes were afire.

I moved my hand back down and slipped it in her pants again. Her pussy was steaming hot and she moaned when my fingers found the entrance. I worked her pussy hard this time and made sure to rub her clit every so often.

"I want this!" she suddenly said and shifted around.

I wasn't sure what she meant until she pushed my hand at her pussy away and directed the head of my cock between her legs. I felt the soaked folds of her pussy lips against me. A jolt of pure pleasure shook me, but it was quickly followed by an overwhelming concern about what was about to happen.

"No!" I cried, pulling back. "We can't! We're cousins!"

"It's only a dream..." she began to argue, but I cut her off.

"Even in a dream we can't!" I cried.

"But..." she tried again. I turned away from her and refused to talk about it. I was desperately afraid that if I did, I'd weaken and give in. Jill tried for a few more minutes, but I ignored her. I decided I was going to stay facing away from her and unresponsive until we were free from the trunk.

Eventually my cousin gave up. I heard her shift and turn away from me. The flashlight went out. I was just about to sigh in relief when I heard her crying.

'Shit!' I thought, still refusing to turn or say anything. That lasted all of ten seconds. Jill was my cousin and I loved her. Despite everything, I didn't want to hear her like this. I turned toward her.

"Jill, I'm sorry," I said. "But it would have been so wrong."

"It was just a dream," she said between sniffles. I put my hand on her shoulder and squeezed.

"Some things shouldn't happen even in dreams," I said softly.

"You wanted me!" she argued. "I saw it in your expression. You wanted me just as much as I wanted you!" I moved closer and hugged my cousin from behind.

"The dream me, maybe," I admitted. She surprised me with a laugh.

"Of course the dream you," she said. "Because if he is so much of a prude that he wouldn't take advantage of a half naked girl trying to seduce you, then the real life you must be well on his way to becoming a priest!"

"Gee, thanks!" I said, rolling my eyes and hugging her again. We both laughed. I felt myself responding to Jill's body against mine, but refused to think about it for the moment.

"Please cuddle me," she said softly after we stopped laughing. I should have said no, but her tone demanded it.

"Okay," I said, surprised by my sudden need to swallow. "For a little while."

"Thanks," she said.

I spooned Jill. She took my hand that was laying across her in both of hers and pulled it to her chest. It wasn't really sexual, but I couldn't help feel the swell of her breasts against the back of my hand. Again, I swallowed hard.

Neither one of us had buttoned our pants, but we were both still dressed. Jill's curvy ass rubbed against my hips and I fought hard not to react. It was a lost cause. The truth was, just the smell of her was getting me hard.

"I'm being poked," Jill said tentatively.

"Not you," I whispered, my lust doing things to my mind. "The dream you!"

"Really?" she asked. I could hear the smile on her lips. Jill shifted my hand she was holding and suddenly I was cupping her full breasts. I pulled her hard against me. I felt my cousin reach behind herself and squeezed my ass.

"We aren't going to make love!" I gasped, I think more trying to convince myself then Jill.

"Of course not!" she cried, surprising me. "Cousins don't make love even in dreams!"

"And what about before?" I got out as Jill worked her hand between us and into my pants. Her small hand touching my cock felt amazing!

"You don't understand. I didn't and don't want you to make love to me," she said, squeezing my cock hard. "That would be wrong. I just want to feel this inside me."

"Oh shit!" I groaned. "You wanton little slut!"

"Only in your dreams!" she gasped, pulling my cock free of my pants. She rubbed the head against the bare skin at the base of her back.

"I'm not going to fuck you!" I insisted. "Dream or no dream!"

"Okay," she said agreeably, but then she let go of my cock long enough to pull her pants and underwear past her hips. My cousin was basically mooning me. I couldn't see it, but I could imagine it!

"I said I'm not..." I began, but she cut me off.

"I know what you said!" she interjected, taking hold of my cock and rubbing it against her ass. I moaned into her ear. Jill twisted her head and used her free hand to pull my lips to hers.

Her tongue danced in my mouth and across my lips. I felt her other hand shift my cock lower, but at the moment I didn't care. I kissed her madly and continued to squeeze her breasts.

She brushed the head of my cock against her lower lips and it came away damp and even harder. I wanted her desperately, but I knew it was wrong.

"Don't!" I insisted.

"Pretty please!" Jill said, her voice thick with lust. It was the first time I'd ever heard my cousin say those words. Dream or no dream, I knew what it took her to say them.

"Oh fuck!" I cried and pushed the head of my cock into her pussy.

"Oh yes!" she nearly screamed, pushing back against my cock hard. "Take me! I want to feel your cock deep inside of me!"

I growled and pushed more of my cock into her. It felt amazing! It wasn't long before my cock was fully embedded in her.

"So big!" Jill moaned. "I've never felt so full!"

"It feels so good!" I groaned into her ear.

"You can pull out now," she panted. "Or..."

I couldn't answer. Not in words. Instead, I started stroking as hard and fast as our confined space would allow. Jill cried out happily and met me thrust for thrust.

A part of me was screaming for me to stop! I was fucking my cousin! But it was a small part that was completely overwhelmed for the moment by Jill's need and my desire.

I felt my cousin cum in the middle of my fucking. Her pussy tensed and was suddenly even wetter. At that moment I couldn't stop if I wanted to, but I was able to slow down for a time.

"Thank you!" Jill cried when her orgasm was done. "Thank you so much!"

"Just a dream," I grunted, picking up the pace again.

"If it's just a dream, then I guess it's okay for me to say whatever I want," she said.

"Like what?" I asked despite my growing orgasm.

"Like please fuck me!" she gasped. "Fill me with your cum!"

"Oh fuck!" I groaned and started slamming in and out of her again. It wasn't easy in the confined space and we were both going to have more bruises than I cared to think about, but I was too far gone to care.

"It feels so good!" she moaned a few moments later.

"You're so hot and wet!" I growled as my orgasm grew near. "You're going to make me cum!"

"Do it!" she cried. "I want to feel you fill me!"

"But..." I began.

"Cum in me!" Jill demanded. "You have to. It's not like you have a choice. You either cum in me or spray all over the trunk. Bob and Ned will love that!"

"Are you sure?" I barely got out. Jill once again twisted her neck far enough for me to kiss her. I groaned and said, "You really are a slut!"

"I'm your dream slut!" she whispered excitedly. "Not shut up, kiss me and cum in me. Pretty please!"

That was all it took. I drove my tongue and cock deep into my cousin. Jill cried out, knowing what was coming. My orgasm took me and I filled my cousin's pussy with so much cum I was afraid it was going to spurt free. Jill's second orgasm hit somewhere in the middle. We kissed like mad until we were both done. Afterward we lay in silence.

"That was amazing," I said through my euphoria.

"Just a dream," Jill replied as she pulled up her pants and buttoned them. For some reason her words made me feel better.

I refused to think about it for the moment as I put my cock back into my pants and closed them. Jill fixed her top and in a few moments we were once again spooning. This time I was the one who moved her head far enough for us to kiss. It was far gentler than before. It lasted only a moment before we both settled into the trunk.

"Thank you," Jill said softly, clearly half asleep.

"It's too bad we're cousins," I found myself saying.

"Don't worry," she said. "I dream about you all the time."