"Gosh, Ross. I'm glad you were there!" she breathed, excitement flushing her cheeks.
This time I brushed the hair back from her forehead, then took her hand again. A little further on Jessica stubbed a toe and went down, but she was up and brushing her pants off before I could pull her up myself. By the time we got to the meadow, though, I could tell she was a little tired. I spread the poncho I'd brought along and we both sat down and let the sun bathe our faces. The wild grass rolled away on every side and to the south you could see the twin peaks through the pine tops.
"I haven't smelled so many good things in my whole life!" Jessica said, stretching out her legs. I took a whiff myself. Just like Jessie aid, it did smell good. I hadn't taken the time to notice anything but the aroma of her skin as the sun heated it. She looked so sophisticated there beside me. I found myself wishing I knew how to talk to a chick who'd been to college and everything.
I picked a dandelion and handed it to Jessica. She cradled it to her cheek and started talking about the blind school she'd helped teach at.
"As soon as I can find an old piano for sale somewhere, I want to start giving lessons right in town."
"To blind kids?"
"To anybody." She brushed her fingers through her hair in a way that made my mouth go dry. "Blind children do learn hater, though, than those with sight."
"Yeah," I laughed, "I guess Ray Charles does all right."
Jessica grabbed my hand after mining it the first try. "Ross! Do you have any Ray Charles tape in the car?"
"Matter of fact, I do."
She clapped her hands and squirmed her ass on the poncho. "I can't wait to hear them."
We were quiet again and the wind was just right, so I could really get her scent. My heart pounded wildly. Jessica inched closer to me without making it seem as if she meant to. I was taking a huge chance. Casually, I draped an arm over my cousin's shoulders. I could feel the warmth of her skin under the thin cowboy shirt. Jessica turned her head in my direction, her expression serious. I could see her blind eyes behind the dark glasses questioning, curious. But she couldn't see me. It made me suddenly braver to remember that. But would she let me kiss her? I decided to play it cool, to draw her out.
"Hope you don't mine me…"
"No, Ross, really I don't. It feels nice" Finally her curvy lips formed a soft smile. She patted the laces of her boots nervously as if she were making sure they were still tied.
"I'm glad you came along with us to the cabin, Jess."
She fumbled for my hand and found it. This time she squeezed it even harder than the time on the path. I turned my palm up and let our fingers intertwine. Our faces were close now and, when I leaned even closer, Jessica didn't pull away. When our lips touched, Jessica began to breathe funny. Then she was curving her long fingers behind my neck, mashing our mouths together hard. But when I tried to push my tongue out, she broke it off.
"Ross?"
"Yeah?"
"Why did you kiss me?"
I squirmed uncomfortably on the poncho. "Because you're pretty and I like you."
Jessica smiled then and rubbed a long finger over the knee of her pants. Then she found my face with her hands and pushed a curly lock back from my forehead. This time it was like kissing a completely different girl. Her lips parted softly and before I could push my own tongue between them, Jessica was fluttering out with hers. I grabbed her good around the waist and pulled her against me hard. Jessica gave a little gasp and kissed me hungrily. It just seemed natural for us to sink back on the grass, so we did. We'd rolled off the poncho, but neither of us cared. I was already kind of half-lying on her, one leg over one of hers. And Jessica didn't seem to mind. Instead, she twisted her hip under me a little more and one slender arm circled my back.
When we ended the kiss together, both of us were breathing pretty rough. My cousin's nostrils flared a little, almost as if she were trying to smell my intentions.
"You're a good person, Ross." She swallowed and I could see her pretty throat move inside. "I can just tell."
A funny shiver went through me. That old superstition about blind people having a special sense. Knowing things that normal people couldn't. But was I really such a good person after all? Jessica obviously didn't know I'd fucked my sister and that I wanted more than anything to fuck her. It didn't have anything to do with love. I just wanted to fuck her. My nerves were jumping and I felt kind of empty inside.
"Maybe we should start back," I said, but before the words were hardly out of my mouth, my sweet-smelling cousin had pulled my face down and we were kissing. When I slipped a hand up her side and felt the beginning softness of one boob, Jessica didn't try to stop me. Through the material of her thin skirt I could feel the weight of her tit in my palm. The nipple pushed out quickly when I rubbed a thumb across Jessie's packet. She stiffened a little when I popped the first snap open, but by the time I was to the third one, she was panting hard again, lost in the heat of the moment. Even though I'd seen them before, my heart jumped when I spread the shirt back and exposed both of her pretty tits.
Jessie knew what was happening but didn't lift a hand to stop me. It wasn't just the size of her tits that got me, it was the firm and rounded shape of each perfect orb. I got so carried away from looking that it seemed natural to put my lips down and start kissing around between them. It was funny, because I hadn't ever kissed a girl's boob until that morning when Janey had pushed one of her little tits into my face. But it seemed to come natural and when I got close to a firm brown nipple, Jessica wiggled around the grass like she was going crazy. After a lick or two, I got the courage to suck one of the hot stalks between my teeth. My cousin's back went into a rigid curve and she bucked her hips up and down. Her boot heels were digging holes in the wild pass.
"Ohhhh, yessss!" she moaned. Her fingers fluttered like bird wings around my mouth, touching the place where her skin was stretched wetly against my lips. It was like she wanted to feel how I was sucking her… feel the place where her tit went into my mouth.
Pretty soon her breath was coming in short, raspy pants. With her shirt laid back like that, I could see her tawny belly heaving and every time it moved there was an inviting space between her skin and the waist of her jeans. I could even see a patch of pale-blue nylon below her shallow navel. I started wondering whether it was right to take advantage of someone who couldn't see. But my conscience broke down pretty quick when I pushed a hand over her tummy and Jessica didn't do anything to stop me. Once again, she pulled my mouth down against hers greedily. My fingers smoothed over the outside of her panties and I curved them up under her cunt mound. The crisp pussy curls trapped under the nylon gave as I pressed harder. Jessica tossed and parted her legs some. My fingertips pushed the crotchband up between her cuntlips and I felt her slick juice wetting my skin. I could remember the way Jessica's cunt had looked the night I'd watched her finger-fuck herself, all dark and glassy. And now except far a sheer silken cover, I was touching that magic place myself. I started to rub back and forth across the sappy nylon covering her crotch and Jessica gave another choked gasp and her shoulders shivered. Her free was in the hollow of my neck and she kept kissing me again and again as I probed against the panties even harder. But I had to really touch her.
As coolly as I could, I pulled my hand up and this time slid it under the elastic waistband of her panties and back down to the warm nest of pussy curls. Jessica only rocked her hips a little and sighed. Her outer cuntlips opened around my fingers, the hot juice squishing as I explored the lining of her puffy slit. Jessica's hands pressed my back.
"Ross!" Then we were kissing again and my cousin had sucked my bottom lip between her teeth.