I am a firm believer, that we have no more choice, as to what we are drawn to sexually, than we have over what our taste buds like, when we sit down at the table.
This is a story about the next time that my little girl cousin and I got together. So, if that bothers you, please go read another story because I can't change what happened.

Here it is.......

It was about a month later, that we were alone in the house again.

I had been watching her little butt and she seemed to know it because she pushed it out even more, teasing me with it, trying to get me to " Want it " and it worked.

I wanted to lick her little peach fuzz covered pussy again but the more she showed me her cute little butt, the more I was thinking about licking that too. Did she know, what she was doing to me?

Licking someone's ass, even someone I liked as much as I liked her, didn't sound to exciting to me, way back then but there she was, getting me to think about it and I'm embarrassed to admit, that even the thought of doing that to her, was giving me a little boner.

She came out of the bathroom, where she had just taken a bath and I called her into the livingroom.

I kneltdown on the livingroom floor and she walked up and stood right in front of me. More or less daring me to do something.

I was scared shitless [ of what, I don't know ] as I watched her taking ahold of her little yellow flannel nightgown and slowly sliding it up her little body, exposing her little peach fuzz covered pussy to me, daring me to lick it again.

To this very day, I still can't get over how much power those little fine hairs on it, had on me. They were so soft and fine, that you could hardly feel them, as once again I leaned forward and started licking on it, with my warm soft tongue.

She let out the tiniest whimper, when she felt my warm tongue on it again. She liked having me do it, as much as I liked doing it but she wasn't ready for it, when I whispered, " Turn around " and she wouldn't do it.

Even though she had just taken a bath, she still looked at back there as being " Nasty " and there was no way, that I was going to change her mind.

She stood there and let me lick it, until I couldn't lick it anymore and then without saying a word, she let go of her little nightgown and it slid back down to her feet as she went back into her bedroom.

My " Urge " to lick her little pussy had been satisfied but the crazy " Urge " to lick her little asshole, was not satisfied and I couldn't stop thinking about it.

I don't know if it was 15 or 30 or 45 minutes later, that I went into her bedroom and kneltdown beside her bed. She was sound asleep or pretending to be, either way, was ok with me.

She was sleeping on her stomach and I reached up and slowly slid the blanket and sheet down, once again expusing her little flannel nightgown covering her little body. She didn't move, as I slowly slid it up, exposing her pretty little butt, making me let out a little moan, as it came into view. It was so pretty and tight looking and not a blemish on it. I could see all of it, from the light filtering through the open doorway and it was gorgeous.

I reached out and gently spread her little legs, trying not to wake her and make her mad at me.

I spread her little cheeks, ever so slightly and even though I couldn't see " It " I kinda knew where it was and I touched it, with the tip of my tiny tongue. She didn't move or wake up, so I got braver and licked at it again. This time she let out a tiny moan but before I could lick it again, she twisted away from me and pulled her little nightgown down, like she was mad at me.

I got up and went back into the livingroom, wondering what she was thinking of me, for doing something like that to her, as she got up and went into the bathroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, she came into the livingroom and without saying a word, came over and kissed me on the cheek and went back into her bedroom.

And that little kiss told me that what I had done was alright with her and I knew, that there would be another time.

And 2 weeks later, there was...
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