Almost caught with her best friend's obnoxious cousin in the woods - [M20s/F20s][FPOV][Outside][Banter][Grew up together][Always wanted it][Against a tree][Standing doggy][Exhibitionism][Hold the moan][Teasing][Quick MFM 3some talk][Edging][Sweet undercurrent/ending][No names]

I heard his voice before I saw him. I whipped around and looked right at him, our eyes meeting across the pool. He gave me a smug look.

My best friend turned to me, holding her hat in the breeze. Her sunglasses hid her expression, but I knew she was rolling her eyes. "I know you hate him, I know you've always hated him, get over it. It's only a long weekend."

"I don't... I mean, he's fine. It's fine. He's just annoying. He's been annoying to me every summer since we were kids."

"Maybe he likes you," she teased. "Gross. Do not start dating my obnoxious cousin, please."

I leaned into her, lowering my voice. "Can I fuck him?" I laughed, convincing her I was joking.

She looked horrified. "I would die. Don't even joke. I need another drink." She stopped, and turned on her heels, back to face me. "Happily ever after with my COUSIN??"

"Who said happily ever after??? I asked if I could fuck him!"

"FUCKING my cousin who used to steal our alcohol and drink it right in front of us? Who locked us outside at night that time? Who made us play Risk every time it was his turn to pick? Who..."

"Okay! You're not coming to the wedding, got it!"

"Stop! You're already family, you're staying here and not in one of the cabins. Which he is, by the way. Don't even joke. I'll be right back, I'm getting a refill."

I felt the evening sun on my back as I walked through the crowd of her friends and family. The people I'd seen here every summer. I was inside the house before I realized he'd followed me. I felt a hand on my arm and when I turned around, there he was. Her obnoxious cousin.

"When did you get in?" I asked it fast, then straightened my back and slowed my breathing. "I heard you're in one of the cabins."

He ran his hand through his hair and smiled. "Well, I got here like an hour ago, and yeah, I'm in one of the cabins. Quieter. You're in the main house, I'm guessing?"

"Yeah, I... thought they kicked out a real family member for me. I got excited. Maybe they like me more than you." I grinned, flicking my eyelashes up as I looked at him.

"They definitely do. I'm not charming and beautiful."

I rolled my eyes. "Repulsive. I'm truly going to puke. Chill out."

His eyes were on me, intense. He smiled, and I caught him slowing his breathing, too. "Are you here the whole weekend?"

My heart was beating fast and hard, and all I could do was breathe out and nod yes.

His aunt, my best friend's mom, suddenly appeared, grabbing my arm. "There you are. I want you to meet someone. My friend's son, known him since he was... God, who knows. A kid. He's building another cabin over by the edge of the woods, by the pond? He's really cute." She leaned into me and whispered. "And he's single."

She dragged me back outside, and I looked back, smirking. When we finally got to him, she jerked me forward, her eyes sparkling. "This is the contractor I was telling you about." She looked around, aimlessly. "Oh, I think I hear someone calling my name, I'll leave you two alone."

I turned towards the contractor, who was following her with his eyes. "Wow. Not obvious at all. Did you ask her to do this?"

I smiled, shocked at the brazen setup. "Absolutely fucking not."

He stepped closer to me, and I angled my body so I could see who I really wanted to see. The obnoxious cousin. I made sure he knew I was watching him, holding his gaze as the contractor rolled out pick up line after pick up line.

Finally, he gave up. "Hey, I've gotta go, I have to go get some measurements before it gets dark. I'll be around all summer, if you wanna hang out sometime." As he walked away, I looked around. He wasn't where he'd been standing when I was watching him.

Then, I heard his voice in my ear. "Muscles."

"What?"

"That dude has nice muscles."

"Well, he's horny as fuck, if you're interested. He came on to me like a hundred times in five minutes."

"And I'm sure you loved it."

I widened my eyes, deadpan and innocent. "I'm really just used to it? To guys hitting on me, like, constantly. The novelty has worn off."

"Ohh, that's a good one. What would impress you? Okay, let me think." He leaned back, sizing me up through squinted eyes, his arms crossed as he thought.

Before he could come up with anything witty to say, my best friend's mom was back. She grabbed my arm again. "I need you to do something for me. Right now."

"Okay, what?"

"The contractor needs this." She held out a door handle. "The new cabin is based off this. Take it to him, you know how to get to the pond? He's to the left of it, the tree line."

"Yeah, a door handle?"

"It's from Italy." She looked at me blankly, like I was missing something.

"Oh, duh, of course."

He piped up, deadpan. "Italy. Obviously."

She turned to him, Mom voice activated. "Go with her. It'll be dark soon, I don't want her out there alone."

My breath caught, and I turned to him. He started to smile, but stopped it.

She pushed the door handle towards me, and I took it, right before she rushed away. As soon as she was out of sight, I shifted it to him. "Put it in your pocket. She'll kill me if I drop it."

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The walk was quiet, except for the sounds of summer at the lake. Trilling bugs, rustling leaves, steady waves. The waning sun warmed my arms and shoulders, the skin that was exposed. I looked over at him and watched the way the breeze took hold of a lock of his hair, flopping it back and forth across his forehead. He walked in front of me, leading the way on the path cut through the wildflowers and long grass.

He stopped, kneeling down next to a plant with long, spring green leaves and delicate, white flowers. "Do you know what this plant is?"

I walked over to him and bent down, inspecting it. "No, but I've seen it before. What is it?"

"It's an aphrodisiac. Do you know what that means?" He was grinning.

I stood up, laughing. "Shut the fuck up. Yes. I know what aphrodisiac means."

"You wanna try it?"

"I'm not eating a fucking weed you found in a field. Also, why would I wanna get worked up when you're the only person around?"

"Don't act like you don't want it. You did that last summer. I won't believe you this time."

I tried to stop my breath from quickening. It had been here, at this house. The first and last time we were alone together. Until now. "You know, you're right." I moved closer to him and lowered my voice. "I don't need a plant to make me wanna fuck you. Again."

He sat back on his heels, then stood up, moving hesitantly towards me.

I walked back towards the path, then stopped and turned towards him. "Your cousin says I'm not allowed to fuck you."

"What the fuck? Why were you talking to her about us?"

"I wasn't. Not seriously. She saw me see you and she assumed I still hated you, so she said maybe you always annoyed me because you liked me. She called you obnoxious."

"I didn't annoy..."

"Stop. Yes, you did. And you did it because you liked me." My hands on my hips, I leaned towards him, holding his gaze. "I liked the attention. From you. I still do."

"So you knew what you were doing to me? You did it on purpose? I knew it. Do you remember... Fuck. Do you remember the time you came and got me and told me the window in your bathroom was stuck? You were in a fucking towel."

I did remember. He was always easy to tease. So earnest. "That was the summer our rooms were next to each other. After graduation."

He hesitated, looking down at the ground. When he looked back up he was grinning, but embarrassed. Nervous. "You know... I heard you. That summer. With that guy who kept coming to stay with you."

My eyes widened and my jaw dropped into a smile. "You fucking perv! What did you hear?"

"You. Just you. It sounded like you were trying to be quiet but... you couldn't."

"Did I sound the way I sounded last summer? With you?"

He moved closer to me, less than an arm's length away. "You sounded way, way better with me."

We were hovering close to each other, and every time he moved in to kiss me, I smiled and backed away, my hands still on my hips. He looked around, quickly from side to side, and pushed me lightly, his palms on my hips, moving me closer to the tree line. I smelled the evergreen getting closer, and heard the soft snapping of the longer grass under our feet.

I pressed the back of my hand flat on his stomach, teasing my fingers into his waistband. I curled my other palm over his shoulder to keep steady. "It's kinda hot that everyone thinks we hate each other, right? Because if that's what they think, then they'll never think we would... This can be a secret. That's not hot to you?"

"A secret because you want to hide me? Because I didn't play lacrosse or soccer in high school? That's your type, right?"

"No, dumbass. A secret because only we know about it. We can be obvious because people would never believe it. All we've ever done is bicker, right? And argue? So now you can keep teasing me and I can keep acting like a bitch, but it'll be like gas in the tank. The more you annoy me, the more I'll want to fuck it out."

"Let's do it now. Fuck me now."

I craned my neck back, away from him, astonished. "Out-fucking-side?"

"You never fucked in these woods?? All those jock assholes you brought up here?"

"I am a fucking princess. I'm not fucking in the dirt."

"Yes, you are."

I breathed in, hard. "Yes I am what? A princess? Or fucking in the dirt?"

He grabbed my ass, pulling me in to him. We still hadn't kissed. He dragged his palms up, pressing them into my waist, holding me against him. I was breathing so heavily that I was practically panting. I curled my hands around his shoulder again, pulling us even closer.

"You know, my cabin's close." I could feel his breath on my neck. "But, you're both. You might be a prissy, girly, afraid-of-bugs princess, but you're definitely fucking in the dirt."

I couldn't control my breath anymore. I had to close my eyes and imagine I was further from him than I was. "I'm not. In the..."

"And you know what else? You're wrong. About if we bicker all the time? That's too obvious. They'll know. That we fucked. Or at least that we want to. Haven't you ever watched a rom com? I can't be mean to you, or they'll know. I'll have to ignore you. I won't talk to you at all. I won't give you any attention. If you come into a room I'm in, I won't even look up. And if you... if you try to play with me, if you try to tease me? They'll see that. They'll see you. And they'll know you want me."

I knew he could see my chest heaving. I was convinced he could hear my fucking heart pounding. He pressed his hips into me and I felt his hard cock. I caught my breath and tried to smile. "Is that the door handle?"

He grinned. "I get hard fast around you, remember? You're trying to embarrass me to change the subject, huh?"

He pushed my hips again, moving me until I felt rough bark against my back. Pressed against a tree, he leaned in to kiss me. I slid my hand up between our mouths. "Not yet. No kissing. Just touch me like this." I pulled his hips closer and wrapped my leg around him, grinding into him.

His hands pressed against the tree as he leaned over me and rubbed his cock in the bend between my body and my leg. He kissed up and down my neck, slowly. Warm, wet, sloppy kisses with lots of tongue. My hips bucked towards him and I rubbed my clit on his thigh, clinging to him with my wrapped leg.

"So I can't kiss you yet, but can I touch you?" He pulled his hand down off the tree, holding it over my chest, spreading his fingers out and curling them at the tips.

I nodded yes and bit my lip, my eyes wide.

"Can I touch you like this?" He turned his hand down, fingers pointing at the ground, and pressed it along my body, running it up under the hem of my dress, palming between my legs. My eyes closed and my head dropped back and to the side, resting on his other arm. I grabbed him by the shoulder and rode into his hand, angling so his finger could slip inside me.

I pushed into him, hard, as soon as I felt it. My head pressed back into the bark as I rocked my hips, faster and harder when he slid a second finger inside me.

I opened my eyes and saw he was watching me. I smiled a lazy, cockdrunk smile. "Is this your dream? Finger fucking me in the woods?"

He leaned into me, our foreheads almost touching. "It's part of it."

"Fuck. This is so hot I can barely... I can't even think about anything except fucking you. I'm fucking flustered."

"Are you? Damn. That sucks, I wanted to fight some more." He moved his shoulders back, away from me, smiling, his eyes wide. "Are you so fucking turned on that you'll do anything I tell you to do?"

I stopped rocking my hips and tightened my leg around him. "Absolutely not. Never."

"Get on the ground."

"You have lost your mind. No."

"Do it. Fuck in the dirt, right?"

"Are you trying to throw me around on the forest floor and get twigs in my hair? Until I look like I got chased by some wild animal?"

"Okay, so clearly you're not that fucking flustered."

He leaned back into me and pulled down the straps of my dress. I wriggled out of them, letting the whole top slide down and gather at my waist, resting on my lifted leg.

"Take it off"

"Absolutely not." I was breathy but determined. "I don't want it on the ground, it's fucking SILK."

"Okay princess. You're already doing me a favor, right? By letting me fuck you outside?"

My eyes closed again, and I smiled. "I'm doing you a favor by letting you fuck me at all."

"Please shut the fuck up."

My eyes snapped open and I smirked at him. "Okay." l raised my hand and made a zipper motion over my mouth.

"Wait, really?"

I nodded, then, in a whisper, "You can kiss me now."

He did. It was like I remembered. Fast but soft, intense but wandering. I melted into him, and caught myself, stopping myself from making any sounds.

He pulled away from me, only slightly. "Okay, I hate this. Don't shut the fuck up. You're not you if you're not annoying."

I narrowed my eyes and rubbed my lips together. "Which one of us is luckier right now?"

"Incredible. Immediately annoying."

"Which one? I think it's you." I pressed my palms into his chest.

"It is me. But not because you're so hot and everyone wants you, which is what you're trying to get me to say. It's because you've never wanted anyone like you want me right now. And you're trying to hide it. But you're a really bad actress." He pushed away from me and grabbed me by the hips, under my dress.

I breathed out, hard, and let him manhandle me. "Yessss, fuck, are you gonna fuck me now?"

He nodded, and I reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. I slid the waistband of his underwear down, pulling it towards myself to let his hard cock bounce out. His hands still on my hips, I gave his underwear and pants one last push down as he turned me around. I reached my arms out, bracing myself against the tree. Then, I arched my back, pressing my ass up into him. I looked back at him and watched as he pulled my underwear to the side, hooking it over my ass. He looked up at me and watched my face as he pushed his cock inside me.

I fucked back into him, my arms outstretched, my head hanging down between them. "It feels so fucking good. Are you always like this or is it just because you're obsessed with me?"

"Is that a compliment?"

"I don't even know, I'm sorry, I'm just used to being mean to you."

"Fuck!" A harsh, quick whisper. He stopped moving, suddenly, and I looked back at him. His eyes were trained ahead of him and he nodded for me to look.

The contractor was in the clearing.

We both stood, barely breathing, watching him.

Slowly, deliberately, he shifted us as far behind the tree as he could, so both of us were facing the clearing. He leaned over me and whispered, "Pull your dress up, bunch up the bottom and hold it. You look like a fucking piñata, he'll see you if he looks over here."

I turned towards him and whispered back, "I'm so fucking sorry, I didn't think about having to blend in to the woods so my best friend's mom's contractor wouldn't see me getting fucked when I got dressed this morning."

"Shhhhh!" He was still inside me, and I squirmed as I reached down and slowly gathered the bottom of my dress to hide it. He dug his fingers into my hips and I felt him press into me as I gripped the fabric. Then, I felt him pull out and push in again.

"Stopppp," I whispered, my eyelids fluttering.

"Why? Does this feel good? Are you gonna make noise?"

"Uh-uh," I whimpered, biting my lip as I shook my head no.

He bent his body over my back, his mouth by my ear. At the same time, I felt his hand follow the curve of my body, down from where he'd been holding my hip, to between my legs. He found my clit, positioning it between his fingers. "How about now?"

"Fuhuh..fuck you." My head dropped and I pressed into my arms, still clinging to the tree. I turned my head to the side, looking back and up at him out of the corner of my eye. His gaze was focused on the contractor, but his hands, his hips, were focused on my pussy.

I worked my fingers under his hand that was bracing against the tree. I pulled it away, putting two of his fingers into my mouth. Still facing down, away from him, I sucked on them, closing my lips around them and working my tongue over them. He pumped into me harder when he felt it.

"You fucking whore. Why are you sucking like that? You want something in your mouth?"

"You’re not enough for me. I wanna get spit roasted." I smiled back up at him, closing my lips around his fingers. "Eiffel tower me, bitch. Maybe with him? With the muscles?"

He pushed into me, hard this time. I shifted forward and my shoulders lifted. "Shhh!" He whispered into my ear. "Don't fucking move."

The contractor was scanning the tree line, and we were right in his line of sight. His eyes passed us, then he shielded them from the lowering sun and stared at something to the right of us. He turned and walked slowly towards the path, his back to us.

I felt his hand press up my back, and he grabbed my hair at the bottom of my scalp, right above my neck. "You're so fucking nasty. You show-off little slut. You wanna fuck him? The guy you were flirting with right in front of me? The guy we're fucking right next to?"

"Pull," I whispered. "Pull me up. By my hair."

He did, and I pressed my back into his chest. I looked out towards the clearing and saw the contractor, standing, taking notes, taking a few steps away from us every few seconds.

I pushed behind me on his lower stomach. "Pull out."

"Why?" He whipped his head up towards the contractor. "Did he see us?"

"No." I said, with a grin. "I wanna cum." I turned around and pressed my back against the tree, facing the woods. Before he could object, I wrapped my leg around him again and reached down to guide his cock inside me. I kept my eyes trained on his face. He looked nervous.

He moved his palm between my legs again, over my clit, but this time, it was to keep me from touching it. He didn't push his cock further into me, either. Still watching him, I put one hand on his, and moved my other one under it, starting to rub my clit in a smooth, up and down motion. My hips started moving, fucking him while he stood still.

"Don't fucking cum. You're loud, you can't be quiet!"

"I'm close."

He was amused but stern. "Stop rubbing your fucking clit, and stop fucking me. We're gonna get caught."

"Why would I listen to you? Why would I do what you tell me to do? You started it! You fucked into me when we were supposed to be hiding, so fuck the rules."

He looked beyond me and his body softened. "He's leaving. I don't think he could hear us now, unless you fucking scream."

"Good. I wanna cum. Fuck." I pushed his hand away and rubbed between my legs faster, bucking into him faster, too.

"No. You're fucking bad." He pushed himself back, pulling all the way out of me. Then, he grabbed my hand, pulling it up from between my legs. I reached down with my other hand and he grabbed that one, too, holding them both together at my wrists.

"That's for being a brat, that's for touching yourself when I told you not to." With his free hand, he started stroking his cock, pushing the head right against my pussy. Under my clit, not near it. He dropped his head back and groaned. "I'm gonna fucking cum and you're not."

I had been close when he grabbed my hands, and now I was desperate. "Fuck," I breathed. "Fuck, okay, I'll get on the ground, I'll get in the fucking dirt, I'll throw my delicate fucking dress on the ground, I'll do all the shit I told you I didn't want to do. Just let me touch myself, let me touch myself while you fuck me so I can cum."

"Really?? You’ll let this SILK fucking dress get ripped up? With twigs in your fucking hair? For me?"

"Yes, fuck, I’ll do it. Please." I was whining, squirming, trying to press my pussy into his knuckles.

Suddenly, he let go of my hands. "No, I don’t want you to get all fucked up. Touch yourself. Cum on my cock."

"Wait, what?" I grabbed his hips and pressed our bodies together. I let out a sharp laugh, my eyes twinkling. "Ohhhh, fuck, you really like me."

He pushed me back against the tree again, his eyes wandering over my face, pausing before he spoke. "Of course I fucking like you. I've liked you for years. I’ve liked you since the beginning."

I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss. Still fast and soft, intense and wandering. He ran his fingers along my pussy, fucking them inside me and then pulling them out and pushing in with his cock.

We matched each other's rhythm, and I ground my clit into his body. I didn't need to touch it. Before long, I felt the heat, the blood rushing to my pussy. I was close again, really close.

I broke away, my arms still wrapped around his neck. "Cum inside me. I wanna feel it. I'll cum really hard if you do it."

"Fuck," he sputtered, "really?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Yes. Cum inside me. I'm close."

"Okay." He leaned into me, letting me weave my fingers through his hair as he bent his head into mine. "Okay."

I gripped into him harder with my leg, pulling my pussy close to him and curving my stomach away from his body. I started to shake, and buck faster and faster into him.

"Fuck, fuck, there it is, there it is!" I clung to him as I rode it out, and as my pussy clenched on his cock, I heard his breaths get sputtery and felt him buck into me like I had into him. Then, I felt it. I felt my pussy get wetter, and I felt his cock push his cum out of me with every thrust. I felt it drip and spread and smear out onto my thighs, and, as he dragged his cock out of me, I felt the cool breeze hit the trail of it he left on the inside of my leg.

We unwound our bodies and he pulled away from me, slowly, a lazy smile across his face. Seeing him like that made me smile, too.

I leaned over to grab the straps of my dress and saw one of the plants with the white flowers again. I pointed at it. "Is that really an aphrodisiac?"

He lowered his face, smiling, smug. "No, I was just fucking around. I wouldn't have let you eat it. I just wanted to see if you wanted to be horny around me."

"Such a nerd."

As he pulled up his pants, the door handle fell out. "Fuck." He held it up, his eyes wide.

I moved towards him, taking it from him and running my fingers over it. "We can just tell her... we didn't see him, right? Or he didn't see us?"

"Sneaky." He looked around, out beyond the clearing. "You know, it's already getting dark, it'll be pitch black by the time I get you back to the house. You wanna... I mean, my cabin's right over there. If you wanna..."

"Yeah. Do you know how to make a fire? Romance me. Since you like me so much."

"You fucking suck. You like me, too."

"I was about to roll around in fucking nature for you, you owe me."

"Okay. Come here." He held out his hand behind him, and I took it. "I know these paths really well. Stay by me."

I pulled myself closer to him, running my hand up the side of his shoulder, tilting my face into the side of his neck. "Okay," I whispered. "I will."

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