Two
The rest of the drive seemed a little pedantic to Ethan. Each time Samantha’s eyes caught him his brain world open into a maelstrom of possibilities, each one seemingly worse than the last. Had she seen his messages from Sarah? Had she noticed his erection? Did she think he was ‘perving’ over her? He tried his best to block the thoughts from his mind and let his brain drift and wander. He focused on the road. The dry stretch of grass seeming to never end. The mossy covered hills stretching the horizon to an emerald infinity. It was a lovely place. Occasionally another car would pass and remind Ethan he wasn’t in some time machine, looking back into Scotland’s medieval period. The sky shimmered with radiant brightness, cloudless, summer in all its glory.
“Seems like we picked the best possible time to get away, hey kiddos! The weather is simply sublime’ His Mum, Jane said form the front of the car, her voice resplendent of a skip.
“Let’s just hope it stays this way” Ethan muttered back, forcing a frown to appear in the rear-view mirror form his Mum. He sighed to himself. He always had to be ‘Mr. Negativity’ as Samantha used to call him. Always able to bring an air of boredom and displeasure to something pure and fun.
Samantha sat relaxed next to him. She smiled and rolled her eyes at Ethan’s instinctiveness to try and bring something down. He had always been like that. She couldn’t remember a time when he wasn’t in her life. Her parents had died when she was young, and that part of her life seemed to have been blocked form memory. Maybe it was too painful to remember? Or maybe she was just too young. She didn’t really know. Jane would always say that she looked just like her mother. It made her smile. She and Ethan used to be close. Not just cousin, not just faux brother and sister, but like best friends. Friends who would tell each other anything. She didn’t see him as a boy, but not as one of the girls either. More like a grey, genderless best friend. Still, on occasion, something would happen that reminded her that he was a horny guy controlled by his endorphins and hormones. This wasn’t the first time she had noticed him ‘popping a boner’ around her. Last Summer, when she was sunbathing in the back garden, she had asked Ethan to rub sun cream on her back. Again, seeing him without any sexual identity meant she saw nothing wrong with this. Ethan was hesitant, but she pushed and prodded him into persuasion. She worse a small, light blue bikini, just covering the outline of her faded pink nipples and a bikini bottom which, as it always seemed to do, had ridden up between the cheeks of her apple shaped ass. After a few moments of Ethan’s hands wandering to apply the sun cream, she felt a distinct pressing on her lower back. She knew instantly what it was. As she rolled over to check she saw Ethan spring up, quickly and sharply, hands over his shorts, running into the house. She smirked at the memory.
“Felling ok bro? I didn’t crush your balls too bad did i?” Samantha leaned over and whispered to Ethan, making sure Jane couldn’t hear. Ethan blushed. The sensation of her hot breath in his ear, the thought of a stunning hot blond thinking about his balls, and the image of Sarah’s text seemed to catch up to him again and quickly he felt a growing tension inside his shorts.
“Er…yeah. Don’t worry about it” he stammered, face growing more flushed and read with each moment.
“You sure? Don’t need a groin rub?” Samantha replied, before bursting out into a loud laughter. Still, her eyes remained flirtatious and sexual. She felt a growing tingling sensation in her panties. A dampness she had been experience when thinking about Ethan like this lately. She breathed softly. Ever since Ethan had been dating Sarah, she had been reminded that he was a young, attractive, sexual guy. Remembering all the times she had caused him to get an erection and try to hide it started to turn her on. She knew how wrong it was. Still, whether it was their closeness all these years and the comfort she felt with him, or the fact that he was taken, and she couldn’t have him, she found herself turned on by the thought of turning him on. She bit her lip as she thought about Ethan’s cock throbbing inside his thin shorts. Her clit began to swell. To ache. Samantha lived with a high sex drive, and would often masturbate numerous times a day, This past week however, she found her long morning showers filled with thoughts of Ethan as she brought herself to orgasm. Intense, trembling orgasms.
Samantha had an idea. An evil, cruel and fun idea. She pulled out her phone, hiding it form Ethan’s view, and began typing.
Within seconds Ethan’s phone buzzed again. Samantha smirked as she watched him slide his phone out his pocket, unlock it was open the message.
Ethan’s eyes slowly looked at Samantha. She was smiling from ear to ear. He eyes sexual yet menacing.
“Sorry. Sent that to the wrong person” She chuckled, before glancing down at his shorts. She saw Ethan’s cock, throbbing wildly and violently in his shorts. She bit her lip. She wanted to reach out and grab it. Feel in her hand for the first time just how hard she made him. Feel how big his cock really war. Hera him pant and moan as her talented fingers devilishly tormented his aching cock.
“What’s up? Feeling a little tense” Samantha purred. Ethan still didn’t reply. His head was full of storms and questions. He sat for what felt like an eternity as Samantha giggled at him.
“Hey? Earth to Ethan? Has all the blood gone from your head to your cock and now you can’t talk?” Samantha joked, resting her hand just above Ethan’s knee. Her pink nails, polished and long tapping against his skin, juxtaposing the whiteness of his Sun-missed skin. He throbbed harder at the sensation of her touch. She smiled and squeezed his thigh a little. Ethan gulped, swallowing hard.
“You going to tell me what’s wrong babe?” She purred. She liked calling him babe. Normally it was playful, joking. But now it seemed different. Sexual. Devious. Her voice filled with lust. Ethan held his breath and watched as her nails ran up and down the inside of his thigh, just below the opening of his sorts. His cock throbbed violent. She gentle traced one of her fingers down the seam of his shorts and into the beginning of the opening. Halfway between his knee and balls. She began making small circles with her fingers as she crept another finger inside the leg of his shorts.
“What’s wrong? Why so quiet all of a sudden” Samantha smiled, her voice flooded with carnal instinct.
“N-nothing” Ethan stammered back. She grinned.
“Was it the sight of my breasts? My supple, large breasts squeezed into that bikini which is far too small to hide them?” She purred, her hand now fully inside Ethan’s short leg, exploring the inside of his thigh mere inches away form his throbbing cock.
“Gosh! It’s so hot inside these shorts babe” She giggled. Ethan felt her draw little love hearts with her fingers on his leg.
“How well do you remember the cabin babe?” Samantha asked as her fingers slid higher up his shorts. Ethan gasped as he felt the softness of a single fingertip press against his now swollen balls. Samantha smiled. She gentle caressed across his swollen sack with one finger, He was smoothed, shaved.
“No answer? Well. How about I tell you something you have forgotten” She purred as she gentle pressed the palm of her hand against his balls, slowly folding her gentle fingers around them and gripping them in a delicate grip. Ethan swallowed hard. Samantha began to roll them in the palm of her hand. They were heavy. Full. Like two large eggs in her grip.
“There are only two bedrooms babe. So, me and you…we are bunking up” She giggled as she continued to massage Ethan’s heavy balls. His breath was heavy. His cock bounced and throbbed. Twitching violent against her touch like a snake charmer calling out his act. Samantha smiled devilishly.
“And I sleep naked” She added abrupt, before sliding her hand higher and grasping Ethan’s throbbing cock firmly and tightly in her hand. Ethan quivered at her touch. She had him. He was hers. His cock pulsated in her grip. She didn’t move her hand but smirked as she felt Ethan subtly try to thrust his hips. Desperate for stimulation.
“Shhh! Sit still babe” She cooed. Ethan felt like he was melting. His head dizzy. His body hot. Burning up. Samantha rolled her index finger over the head of Ethan’s cock, her hand still tightly gripping the pulsing shaft. She noticed the thick pre-cum covering it as she smeared it in.
“Leaking a little?” She smirked as her fingers rolled and polished the head of his aching cock. Ethan gasped softly. He had forgotten where they were. Who they were. His body and mind and given in to the whirlwind of pleasure he felt having Samantha folding and caress his aching member. Then, suddenly, her hand was gone. All that was left was the air-conditioned cool air of the car blowing up his shorts and enwreathing his aching cock. Samantha licked the glistening pre cum off her finger.
“Tasty” She giggled. Ethan stared at her in lustful awe. His jaw, if not bound by the laws of his body, would have hit the floor.
“Now let’s let that throbbing cock of yours calm down for a bit. Don’t want you cumming in your shorts in the back seat of the car, do we?” She giggled, petting him on the leg like an obedient dog. Ethan breathed slowly and heavily, desperate to regain his composure.
