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Author's Note: This story is based upon a roleplay that I was a part of not too long ago. It does deviate a bit from the original storyline of the RP in order to give it more plot, but the characters and their dialects and personalities have not been changed. Special thanks to Riley Fasthoof for participating in this RP with me - it has been really, really fun!

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The mare sighs contentedly, pulling into the driveway of her aunt and uncle's farmstead. She glances up at the driveway net to the barn where their car is usually parked, and notices that it was already gone.

'They must have already left for their trip,' she thought.

Her father's brother and his wife had planned on taking a weekend trip into the city - not for business, but rather for their fifteenth wedding anniversary. She had received a phone call while she was studying for her final exams, her uncle having asked her to come over after her term had ended to look after her cousin for a few days. Their premature departure, however, didn't really matter that much. Her cousin had turned thirteen a few months earlier, and could certainly look after himself. She, she supposed, would only be there to make sure that he didn't burn the house down while his parents were gone. Karla giggles softly to herself at the thought as she pulls her pickup truck into her uncle's usual parking space, putting it into gear and engaging the parking brake. She looks up at the farmhouse with a smile. It looks the same as ever: Well-kept, and very homey. She steps out of the truck and moves towards the house, climbing two steps onto the wrap-around porch. The mare knocks on the door, perking an ear to listen for anyone approaching.

Riley, meanwhile, had remained up in his bedroom for most of the time since his parents had left. It was only recently that he had come down the stairs and gotten things ready for when his older cousin arrived. Although he had always had a bit of a soft spot for his older cousin, he still hadn't worried much about his own appearance. They knew each other well enough that he didn't think twice about keeping on the black and slightly faded cargo shorts along with the plain white t-shirt - both of which he had had on all day. In fact, he had grown used to her coming over to watch him. If his parents were only going out for the night, he was sure that they would have left him alone - they had done that a couple of times before, after all. Still, he didn't mind in the slightest that his cousin was coming over. They got along quite well, and enjoyed each other's company.

As Riley hears the knock on his front door, he jumps up from the couch in his living room. Still chewing on a stick of licorice that he had grabbed from the kitchen a few minutes earlier, he walks over to the door.

Karla hears the sound of Riley's hooves clopping gently against the old house's hardwood floors, and smiles as the door opens in front of her. The older mare had been equally casual with her clothing, seeming to dress more for comfort and utility than for looks. She wears a simple fitted t-shirt and denim shorts which, despite their simplicity, accentuated the curves of her body quite well.

Riley grins up at his cousin, meeting her gaze. "You know you don't have to knock, Karla."

"Yeah, I know. Thought I would, though, just in case yah had a filly over." She winks, giggling softly as she teases her cousin. "Seriously though, how've yah been?" The mare pulls the colt into a hug, her arms wrapping around his back as she meets his gaze.

Riley pushes a hand back through his mane, laughing at the mare's words and giving her shoulder a shove. "Yeah, right. Me have a filly over? I wish." He grins rather playfully. "Other than not havin' a filly over, I've been alright though."

Karla giggles softly, pulling the colt into a hug. Her arms wrap around his back for a moment, before meeting his gaze. "What have you been up to since school let out? You're off for the summer now too, right?" She releases him, stepping back to take in his slightly unkempt appearance.

"Yeah, school let out last week. Dad's been killin' me with work, though. He doubled my chores; said I'm too runty an' need to build some muscle, or something. What do you think?" The colt reaches down and lifts up his shirt, showing off his belly. While certainly respectable, it had become a bit pudgy.

The mare reaches forward, pushing gently on her cousin's belly. "Yeah, you've got a little bit of pudge there. Nothin' wrong with that, though. Just more energy for yah to go through while yer goin' through chores this summer." She giggles. "I've started to get a little pudge on me too, if I'm honest. Gotta get myself out there an' start doin' more physical stuff." She lifts her shirt up to just beneath her breasts, inviting her cousin to feel her stomach.

Riley reaches out, poking her belly and laughing some. "Guess we're just a couple of fatties, eh?" He jumps up, bumping his belly against her own before dropping his shirt and laughing a bit more. Karla grins playfully, bumping her belly back against her cousin's, her hips bumping against his gently in the process. The colt goes a bit pink around the ears, but otherwise simply laughs a bit more and smiles at his cousin.

"Well, it's a good thing we have no adult supervision and a pantry of junk food." The colt's parents, despite generally making sure that their son eats right, are far from health nuts. Every time that the mare had visited, there had always been a good quantity of salty and sugary foods in the house, perhaps to compliment the usually healthy and nutritious meals that they tend to eat. "Come on." He turns and walks into the living room, where there is already a large bowl of popcorn and a few sodas on the coffee table. "I thought we could stay up and watch a bunch of movies like we used to when we were little. You pick the movie, o' course."

As the mare follows the colt into the living room, she smirks widely at the sight of the popcorn and soda. She smiles as he mentions the idea of watching a movie, and nods. "Sure! That sounds like a lot of fun." Karla flops down onto the couch, stretching out a bit and sighing contentedly. "Have yah had any real food since yer parents left, though? I mean, I've got a few extra bucks, an' I thought we could order a pizza, or somethin'." She smiles up at her cousin. "Whadya think?"

"Hey, pizza sounds good to me. Mom left me a sandwich in the fridge. Guess she was excited about leavin'. I haven't eaten it. Maybe I'll have it later, 'r tomorrow, 'r something." He plops down onto the couch next to her, almost on top of her, and kicks his feet up onto the coffee table. Laying against her, he looks up at the mare. "So, you still datin'that rich city boy, Nathaniel?" He speaks the stallion's name and a few words proceeding it with a nasally, upper-crust east coast accent, and rolls his eyes immediately afterwards.

Karla smirks at her cousin with a shake of her head. "Nah. After the way he treated everyone at Thanksgiving, I dumped him." Nathaniel, whom Karla had dated for nearly a year, had come to their family's Thanksgiving dinner the November before, and complained about how fatty the food was and about the 'smell of the country.' "I guess I was too lovestruck tah see his douchiness before then. I mean, he was handsome, an' all, but there was no personality to go with it. He got really annoyin' after a while." She grins over at her cousin, putting her own feet up onto the coffee table.

"Yeah. Dad said the guy probably had a small... you know... which is why he was so mad at the world." Riley laughs some at his own words, Karla joining in almost immediately, giving her cousin a playful grin. "I almost wish he was small in that department. That way I'd have one more thing to make fun of him for. I mean, it's not like he was huge, or anythin', but he wasn't tiny either. I didn't have any complaints. He was probably like, what... fourteen inches? I think so. About average for a stallion. What about you, Romeo?" Riley raises his eyebrows, looking quite hesitant. Karla looks confused for a few moments before bursting into laughter. "Not that, not that. I meant 'What about your love life?' You must have some filly or another at yer school that yer tryin' to get with, if you haven't already." She giggles softly. "Just be careful that you don't end up with any Riley Juniors running around."

Riley goes a bit pinker around the ears, snickering a bit. "Nah, no girlfriend for me. Sure, there's some cute girls at my school, but most of 'em don't think I'm their type. An' the rest of 'em don't think I exist. I guess they don't know the guys in my family kinda have big... you know." He grins, properly blushing now. "There, I answered both of yer questions."

Karla giggles softly, nodding. "Yeah, I kinda suspected that about yah. I mean, my brother's like sixteen inches, an' my dad's about the same." Riley raises his eyebrows. "How do you..." Karla smiles. "I've seen my dad naked enough to estimate. An' I used to walk in on my brother... er... bein' kind to himself... quite often. He wouldn't even bother to close the door all the way!" She grins. "But anyways, it's not like I studied it, or anythin'. Just estimated, ya know."

Riley continues to blush, but nods, seeming to feel okay about the topic of conversation despite his blush. After all, both his family and his cousin's family had always been relatively open about such things, and they had seen each other naked from time to time when they were younger. "How'd we get onto this topic of conversation again?"

The older mare grins. "Well, you accused Nathaniel of coming up short, remember?" Riley chuckles. "Oh yeah! Okay. But yeah, I'm not really that big in... er... that department. I'm like twelve inches." Karla giggles softly at the revelation, nodding. "Yeah, but you're only thirteen. Judgin' by the fact that yer already at the twelve-inch mark. Yer probably gonna be as big as he is. Lucky colt." She winks, giggling softly with a smile at her cousin.

Riley flops back and lays his head into the mare's lap, stretching out a bit more than he already was. "Yeah, I guess yer right." As he glances up at his cousin, past her amble bosom, she looks back down at him with a smile. She reaches down, scratching at his chest and belly a bit, very similarly to how she had when they were younger. The colt arches his back so that his chest and belly push up against her hand, and leans up, nuzzling his snout gently against her breasts.

"So, did you, um... like catching your brother?" He peeks up at her with one eye open, and bites his bottom lip. He had tucked his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts. Thankful that he had never been caught in that situation before, he smiles up at his cousin nervously.

Karla shrugs, smiling, having stifled a giggle as her cousin had nudged upwards with his nose. "Yeah, it was kinda fun. I mean, it's not somethin' yah see every day, an' yah can't blame me for bein' a little bit curious. He walked in on me a couple of times, too, but it's easier to hide if you don't have a foot and a half of flesh in front of yah." She giggles softly. "And did you,um, like getting a feel of me with your nose just now?" She winks at her cousin, merely poking fun at his actions, not seeming to have minded the playful show of affection.

Riley bites his lip again and chuckles some. He had been caught. "Well, can yah blame me? They are kinda nice, Karla." He reaches up and gives one of the mare's breasts a playful squeeze before sitting up quickly and trying to avoid being swatted for copping a feel of his older cousin. Even as he does so, he continues to laugh, and hops onto the far end of the couch.

The mare gives her cousin a shove, who manages to remain on the couch, but slumps back onto the cushion that he had been on before. "You little hornball!" She moves over, grabbing her cousin, and pulls him into a playful wrestle, the two of them skirting the coffee table as the female manages to pull her cousin off of the couch and onto the living room floor. The mare pins her cousin down with a playful grin. "Do yah grope all of the girls at your school like that, or just me?" She smirks, leaning down to lick at her cousin's cheek. "Yer a perv." She winks down at her cousin.

"A perv, huh? I'm not the one licking their cousin and making it easy for him to see down her shirt!" He grins and looks directly up at the mare's cleavage. The mare feels warm on top of the colt, and he couldn't help but admit to himself that the wrestling was pretty fun. He does struggle and squirm under her some to try to get up, but that, of course, just makes him rub against her more. Despite his best efforts to keep himself from being too excited, he can feel that all too familiar twitching and swelling coming from below his waistband.

Karla can feel the colt's bulge swelling quite a bit and grinding against her as they continue to wrestle, both of them rolling over each other a few times more on the floor. She giggles softly, giving a grind back against the male, and gives him a playful smirk. "Are we gonna watch a movie, or are we just gonna roll around all day and dry hump with each other?"

Riley blushes, but grins widely up at his cousin. "Can't we do both?" The mare rolls her eyes, leaning up to lick at her cousin's cheek again. "Like I said, yer a hornball." She grins, giving another grind upwards. This movement concentrates more on her hips, and bumps them more firmly against the bulge in the colt's shorts. "Maybe yah should go upstairs an' take care of that between now an' when the pizza gets here." She giggles softly. "An' that way, you don't end up leakin' all over me through yer shorts."

The colt grins, giving another grind, and continues to blush. "Er... yeah. I guess I probably should. Unlike yer brother, I'll close my door!" He chuckles, the mare giggling softly at his words. "Yeah, that's probably a good idea." The colt rolls off of his cousin, standing up and stretching a bit, not bothering to cover up the sizable bulge in his shorts. "Er... yah don't think I'm weird for likin' wrestling with you an' stuff, do you?"

Karla giggles softly, shaking her head. "No! All that means," she gestures to the evidence of his erection, "is that you're a healthy male." She sticks her tongue out, giving him a smile as she stands up as well. "Er... might not want to mention this to yer parents, though. I don't know if they'd want you humping at your babysitter like that." She grins, the male snickering a bit. He steps forward, moving his hands rather forwardly to her hips, and grinds his bulge right against her upper thigh. She rolls her eyes, giving her cousin a smile. "Okay, hornball. Listen. I'm gonna let you cop one more feel before yah go upstairs." She reaches out and grasps her cousin's hand in her own, moving it to her breast with a playful smile.

Riley blushes, but grins widely, looking at his cousin's chest. "Er... thanks..." He squeezes at her breast, looking from it up to her eyes, then back to it once more. "Can... can I see it? Just for a few seconds. Just want somethin' to, yah know... think about."

The mare giggles softly, nodding. "As long as yah don't mention this to your parents, then yeah, I guess there's no harm in it. You'd be tryin' to think about what they look like anyhow, so I may as well save yah the trouble." She reaches behind herself and unclips her bra from underneath her shirt, rummaging around beneath it a bit. She slowly pulls the bra off from underneath, setting it aside. Giving him a playful smile, she lifts her shirt up, exposing her breasts to the colt and swishing her tail behind her a bit.

The male lets his mouth hang open for a few full seconds, closing it and licking his lips after a moment, his eyes focused on the mare's breasts. They were pert and round - not large enough to cause much of a backache, but certainly not small. He reaches out again without asking, grasping at his cousin's breasts with each of his hands, and rubs them a bit. The bulge in his shorts throbs visibly, and Karla glances down at it with a smirk.

Reaching down, she gives the tip of the male's bulge a squeeze, causing him to jump and bringing him back to earth for a moment. "Upstairs, yah hornball. What do you want on your pizza? I'll order it while you're busy up there." She winks. Riley nods, shaking his head for a moment to regain his composure. "Oh! Er... peppers, olives, and onions? That alright with you?" Karla grins, nodding. "Sure! Mind if I add extra cheese?" Riley grins quite widely. "No! Do it!" He chuckles, giving the mare a smile. "Okay. I'll... probably... it probably won't be very long. I'm kinda... well." He blushes, but grins, meeting the female's gaze. "Anyway, yeah! I'll be down in a bit." He turns and runs up the stairs, his hand already reaching down to begin teasing at his member through his shorts.

The mare giggles softly, smirking to herself, and turns to move into the kitchen. She picks up the phone and begins speaking to the person on the other end of the line. She tells him the address of the farmhouse, and orders a large pizza with peppers, onions, olives, and extra cheese. Smiling to herself, she hangs up the phone, stretching a bit, and moves back into the living room.

She turns and walks up the staircase, needing to take a trip to the bathroom. She resists the temptation to press her ear against the colt's bedroom door, and moves into the bathroom instead. As she sits down and relaxes herself, she perks an ear, stifling a giggle as she hears a deep groan coming from the next room. Even with the sound of water hitting water coming from beneath her, the sound coming from the colt's bedroom was unmistakable. 'He must be having fun in there,' she thinks to herself. She grabs a few squares of paper and dries herself off, letting the paper fall into the basin beneath her, and begins to stand up. Before she can reach down and slide her pants and panties up her legs, however, the bathroom door opens in front of her, and the colt - clad now only in a pair of boxer shorts - walks in.

He jumps and eeps, blushing furiously as he sees the mare in front of him with her lower body fully exposed, the female's vulva fully exposed for the male to see.

"Oh, sorry!" He blushes, his eyes gazing for a few moments on the female's nether regions, before turning around and starting to leave. Karla rolls her eyes and smiles, pulling her pants and panties up, and re-does her waistband.

"Nah, it's alright. Not like yah haven't seen that part of me before." Riley smiles rather sheepishly, turning back around to face his cousin. "Yeah, I know. I was younger an' less frisky about it then, though." He grins apologetically.

Karla smiles. "Need to use it?" She gestures behind her, and steps out of the way as the colt nods. "'Kay. Pizza should be here in twenty minutes, or so. I'll be downstairs." Riley nods, walking up to the basin, his hands moving in front of him as the mare closes the door behind her. She giggles softly to herself as she moves back down the stairs, still slightly pink around the ears from what had just transpired. Though she had been casual about letting her younger cousin get a glimpse of her breasts, she had not intended for him to get a full show. 'Even so,' she thinks, 'it doesn't really do any harm.'

Just as the mare moves back into the living room to begin setting up a movie, she hears the clopping footsteps of her cousin coming down the wooden stairs behind her. She turns and gives him a smile, meeting his gaze. "Have fun up there?" Riley goes a bit pink, but grins back at her, nodding. "Yep! It felt great, as usual."

Karla smiles, nodding at her cousin. "Is a comedy alright with you?" The colt nods, grinning. "You know it, cuz. I barely watch anything but comedies." The mare presses a button on a remote control that had been sitting on the coffee table, a picture appearing on the television across the room from them.

"Ah, that's a funny one!" The colt grins as he sees the opening scene beginning. "Kinda raunchy, but that makes it even better." Karla giggles softly, nodding. "Yeah, well, I know your parents don't really care all that much about what's raunchy an' what's not. 'Specially your dad."

Riley nods. "I can't wait 'til the pizza gets here. Now that one thing's been taken care of, I guess I can concentrate on how hungry I am." He chuckles, the mare joining him in his laughter. "Yep, I'd imagine that condition you were in before being pretty distracting. You were as hard as a rock!" Riley blushes, but grins, nodding at the mare. "Yeah, guess so." He flops down next to her, putting his feet back up onto the coffee table, and begins watching the movie with her.

The storyline of the film is a bit predictable, but still ends up drawing strong laughs from the pair every few minutes. Riley's eyes are no longer wandering quite as much as they had been earlier, although he does lean against his cousin a bit, enjoying her warmth. The movie soon comes to a rather raunchy scene, however, where one of the main characters - who is a wolf - is tricked into tying with a glory hole that he had found in a wall between a crawlspace and the females' locker room, and it looks like he is about to get into some deep trouble with a female gym teacher who had just spotted him just moments before.

A few thinly-disguised innuendo later, the doorbell rings, and Karla stands up to answer it. She smiles down at her cousin, stretching a bit, and reaches into her pocket to take out her wallet. She opens the door and gives the young fox who answers it a smile. She can be seen taking the pizza from him, and setting it down nearby. She opens her wallet and pays the delivery fox, inclining her head politely as she closes the door and picks up the pizza.

Moving over to the coffee table with the pizza in hand, she sets it down in front of them, and opens the box. The two of them begin to eat quite ravenously, not bothering to get plates, but simply holding the slices in their hands. As the movie finishes an hour later, only one slice of pizza is left, the two of them having eaten nearly all of it.

Karla grins, stretching as she sits up again, her cousin having laid back into her lap again roughly twenty minutes earlier. "Jeez, we really are a couple o' fatties. We nearly ate the whole thing in one go!" She giggles, reaching down to scritch at her cousin's chest again as she had earlier.

"Yeah, we really did. Man, that was good." Riley smiles, looking up at his cousin. "So whatdya wanna do now? I mean, we don't have to go to bed yet, do we?" Karla grins. "Nah, we don't have tah. I am gonna take a shower before I go tah bed, but between now an' then, we can find somethin' tah do." The colt grins. "Yah know what we should do? What they did in that movie."

Karla smirks, raising her eyebrows. "What, stick your penis through a hole in the wall and see what happens?" Riley bursts out laughing, shaking his head. "And end up in the principal's office with some lady tryin' to get him to throw me out? Nah." Karla giggles softly. "So whatdya have in mind, then?"

The colt grins rather mischievously. "Strip poker." Karla smirks, giggling more audibly. "Strip poker? I haven't played that in ages. I think I was like... what... fifteen the last time I played it." She glances over at her cousin. "What, tryin' tah get another glimpse of yer cousin in the buff?" Riley smirks. "Only if she loses the game! Otherwise, she'll get to see_me_in the buff!" The mare grins widely, inclining her head. "You're on! Get the cards, and bring 'em down here."

It doesn't take the colt long, the young male getting up and finding the cards upstairs, perhaps in his bedroom. He hammers down the stairs and ends up flopping over the couch from its back. He quickly pushes the pizza box out of the way, and deals two hands, setting the deck down in front of them. Karla grins, taking her hand and glancing at it. She tries to keep her face clear of emotion, quietly setting down two of her cards, and picking two up from the deck. Riley picks up four, and scowls, seeming to be a bit less adept at hiding his reaction. He sighs, setting his hand down. "Two eights." Karla grins. "Three queens. Beat ya!" She grins at her cousin. "Off with your shirt!"

Riley rolls his eyes, grinning as he reaches down to the tails of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. He throws it aside, revealing his full upper body. Karla reaches down and takes her turn to deal the hands, putting the deck down and picking up her second hand. She looks at it, wincing internally. She puts down four cards, and picks four up, sighing as she inclines her head.

"Looks like yah might get to see my chest again. I never even thought tah put that bra back on." Riley grins widely, looking up at her. "Two pair, eights and kings!" Karla rolls her eyes. "Two sixes." She puts down her hand, giggling softly, and reaches down to pull her own shirt up and off over her head. Her breasts come into full view, along with the rest of her upper body, giving the colt a much more prolonged look than she had given him before.

Riley grins. "Hey, now I'll have somethin' tah look at besides my hand." Karla smirks, giving him a grin. "Well, we'll see who's lookin' at whom by the end of it." She lets the colt deal their third hand, and picks hers up, glancing down at it. She puts three cards down, picking three up, and watches as her cousin does the same. She looks down at her hand, again keeping her face impassive.

"Two kings." Riley sets his hand down, revealing his hand. Karla curses under her breath, rolling her eyes with a grin. "Looks like yah get more tah look at." She sets her hand down, revealing two nines. She stands up, reaching down to her waistband, and undoes her fly. Tugging her pants downwards, she hastily steps out of them, revealing her panties. "Damn, I should've kept my shoes on." She sits back down, ignoring her cousin's mesmerized stare. She deals their fourth hand, and looks down at her cards. She manages to hide the grin that is longing to spread over her face, putting down one card and replacing it. Her grin splits across her face, the mare unable to hide it any longer. She watches her cousin put down three cards, and gives him a wide grin. "Straight." She sets down her cards in front of her, letting them spread out so that the colt could see.

Riley looks up at his cousin. "Oh, wow. Guess that means that I'm about to lose somethin'. Unless, o'course, I were to have..." he grins even more widely than his cousin, "a straight flush." Karla's grin is quickly wiped from her face, going wide-eyed at the sight of the cards that her cousin is setting down. "This is rigged! Rigged, I tell yah!" She giggles, blushing quite profusely as she reaches down and begins to tug on the waistband of her panties, letting them slide down her legs. She kicks them off, the mare now completely nude in front of the colt, whose eyes are going wide and roaming across his cousin's body.

Karla grins. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." Riley perks up a bit, raising his eyebrows, and Karla rolls her eyes. "Not_really_. If yer parents found a nude picture o' me in yer bedroom, they'd probably raise hell." Riley chuckles, nodding. "Yeah. I mean, dad'd probably just think it's funny, but mom... she'd flip out." The mare grins, nodding. "Yeah. Yer dad an' mine were raised bein' really open about that kinda stuff. Like... ya know... my dad didn't care that my my brother had dirty magazines under his mattress, and more porn than music on his computer."

Riley laughs, nodding. "Yeah, more porn than music... that sounds pretty familiar." Karla giggles. "You too, eh?" Riley blushes a bit, but nods. "Yeah. My right arm gets a lot of exercise up there. Not that I'm gonna need pictures in the next day or so. My imagination's got a lot o' fodder."

The mare smirks, nodding. "Yeah, I guess so." She giggles. "Maybe I should just take a shower now! I'm already undressed, after all. Lemme just grab a towel in the closet upstairs." She grins. Riley pauses, hesitating for a moment. "Er... hey. Um... since yah didn't get to see me, er..." He looks at his cousin, the bulge in his shorts beginning to swell and twitch yet again. His cousin smiles. "What, you wanna come into the shower with me like when we were younger?" Riley blushes, grinning sheepishly. "Well, yeah, if yah'd be alright with that."

Karla nods, giggling. "Yeah, sure! Again, not a word to yer parents, but it's alright with me. Just no tryin' anything funny! I mean tah say, no gettin' certain parts of you near certain parts of me." Riley grins widely as the mare stands, standing with her. "Which parts? You mean this one," he points downwards at his bulge, "and this one?" He steps forward, pressing the tip of the bulge right between his cousin's legs. "Are we gonna start this again, Mister Hornball?" She giggles as her cousin grinds against her a bit, blushing quite deeply, the mare unable to help feeling a bit tingly at the sensation.

Riley feels his member throbbing at the contact, despite the fact that there were multiple layers of fabric between his tip and his cousin's slick folds. She giggles as he grinds again, then again, smirking as she meets his gaze. "Or do yah just wanna dry hump all night and not leave any time for sleepin'?" Riley grins, continuing to grind, his hands moving to his cousin's hips as he seems to become more comfortable with things. "Dry humpin' sounds good." He grins more widely up at his cousin. "Or wet humpin'. That's good, too." Karla bursts out giggling, letting her cousin have his fun as he grinds against her. "Yeah, that won't get me in trouble with yer parents, or anythin'." She rolls her eyes. "'Specially since we're related, an' you're a bit young for gettin' involved with that. I mean, like I said... you don't want any Riley Juniors runnin' around before yer ready for 'em."

The colt rolls his eyes, smirking, and pulls back, his member throbbing in its confines. "Yeah, yeah. I know." He looks down at his cousin's slick vulva, blushing a bit as he pulls back slightly. "What'd it feel like tah have Big City Rich Bitch up inside o' there?" Karla giggles, smirking at her cousin's name for her ex-boyfriend. "What do yah think it felt like, yah little hornball?" She grins. "Listen, even if it's a jerk at the other end, it feels great to have a male's bits inside yah. Makes it a whole lot better, though, if the male's a nice guy and someone I care about."

Riley grins. "Well, I'm a nice guy! And yah care about me, right?" The mare smirks. "Of course I do, but like I said... yer mom'd hang me out to dry. An' as much as I don't want you to have Riley Juniors that you would have trouble takin' care of, I wouldn't want to be the one carryin' and birthin' those Riley Juniors."

The colt continues to grind, looking up into his cousin's gaze. "Hey, um... do ya think that you an' me could actually... dry hump a little bit before yer shower? Like... I'll get undressed too, but keep my boxers on... and... it'll feel nice for both of us!"

Karla raises her eyebrows, hesitating. After a few moments, however, she inclines her head, a soft giggle escaping her. "If yer parents find out, I'm dead." She grins. "Your room, or the guest room?"

Riley raises his eyebrows. "Wait, really? You really wanna..." The mare smiles, nodding. "C'mon. Lead the way, let's do this." The colt reaches down and begins visibly rubbing at the newly-formed bulge in his shorts, obviously excited about the prospect of grinding with his cousin.

The mare grins at the colt, giving him a playful smile, and follows him up the stairs and down the hallway at the top to his bedroom. She closes the door behind her and moves over to his bed, sitting down upon it and spreading her legs. Her slick sex is on display for the colt, and he seems to be unable to do anything but jump forward and start grinding almost immediately. He grins as he grinds his large bulge against his cousin's slick lips, reaching down and hastily beginning to undo his waistband.

Karla smiles up at the male, a soft murr escaping her, and moves a hand down to rub gently at her clitoris as the colt begins sliding out of his cargo shorts. She glances down, and can see a wet spot forming in the fabric at the tip of the male's bulge, a sign of his intense arousal. "Mmm... yah just jerked off... what... a couple of hours ago? And you're already rearing to go." She grins up at the male.

The colt grins, nodding as he reaches into the waistband of his boxers, tugging them down to his ankles. "Yeah, well it's not every day that he gets this much attention." He strokes at himself, his cousin giggling as she watches. Slowly, the mare moves a hand down to rub at her cousin's shaft, stroking it up and down its throbbing length. Riley shudders and murrs, a bit of pre-ejaculate leaking from his slightly flared tip.

Riley shivers, his eyes gazing into his cousin's. "That... feels really nice, Karla." He is blushing quite deeply as his cousin strokes him, making him tense and drawing even more pre-ejaculate out of his tip. She smiles, leaning up and kissing his cheek gently.

"So, 're yah gonna pull the boxers back up an' start grindin'?" She gives the colt a playful wink and a smile. Riley grins back at her, nodding, and tugs his boxer shorts back up over his throbbing length, leaning forward and positioning the fabric-covered tip against his cousin's slick sex. He pushes forward, murring as his tip spreads her apart slightly, his boxer shorts holding him at bay as he begins to grind lustfully. Karla murrs at the sensation, wrapping her arms around the colt's back, and rocks her hips back against him as well. "Mmf..."

The mare can feel the heat of her cousin's throbbing tip through his boxer shorts, his lust and enthusiasm apparent in his wild grinding movements. She feels his member twitch a bit, and hears him whine softly, looking up at him with a playful grin. "Mmf... getting close already, are yah?"

Riley blushes and nods, biting his lower lip, and continues to grind. The mare leans up and kisses him on the cheek again, her hands rubbing at his sides. "Don't mess up yer boxers too much. Before yah finish, just take 'em off, an' we can go into the shower together. Easy clean-up that way, yah know." She gives his cheek an affectionate nuzzle, and the colt nods, pulling back after another few intense grinds. His member had begun pulsing, leaking at the tip and making the wet spot in his boxers even more visible. He stands up and tugs his boxers down, rubbing gently at his bare shaft as he steps out of them. As Karla sits up, she gives her cousin a playful smile. "Here. Let's go into the shower."

The mare scoots off the bed and takes her cousin's hand into her own, leading him out of his bedroom and down the hallway to the upstairs bathroom. She walks inside, letting Riley follow her in, before closing the door behind her. She moves over to the shower, bending forward, and begins turning on the water, adjusting the temperature and pressure.

Riley's eyes latch onto his cousin's bent-over form as he watches her fiddle with the faucet, his member throbbing as his eyes latch onto the prize between her legs. He slowly moves up behind her, moving his hands to her hips, and teasingly begins to grind his tip against her thighs.

Karla eeps and giggles, glancing behind her with a smirk. "Frisky colt's frisky, ain't he?" She winks at him, allowing the grinding to continue, his tip not having bumped too closely to her slick sex. The colt continues grinding, his member sliding between her thighs with each movement, spurting a bit of pre onto the tiled floor in front of him.

The colt slowly continues to roll his hips against his cousin, his eyes slowly glazing over as the pleasure of the sensation overwhelms him. He moves himself a bit closer to his cousin, beginning to grind more insistently, his tip sliding forward a bit more. Karla gasps sharply, looking back over her shoulder at her cousin's gaze as she feels his bare tip bump against her sex.

"Riley... you're in dangerous territory down there." She begins to stand up, but feels her cousin holding her in place, his eyes slightly glazed. "Riley?" Karla repeats her cousin's name with a questioning inflection, beginning to feel a bit nervous.

It is with one fluid motion that her cousin pushes himself forward and buries half of his shaft into his cousin, causing both of them to gasp and moan in pleasure. He pulls back a bit as he positions himself, before driving home, this time hilting himself fully into the mare. He whines and moans, pre spraying liberally up into his cousin's body as she remains wide-eyed, moaning and whining with pleasure. "Mmf... Riley! You... we..."

It doesn't take the colt long. He had already been teased for nearly half an hour, and his member had been at full attention for even longer than that. He pushes hips hips wildly against his cousin's as his tip grinds as closely to her cervix as his young form would allow, and feels white hot pleasure spread from his loins through to the rest of his body, a thick spray of his seed flooding his cousin. The mare remains stunned, simply moaning and shivering as she is filled. After a moment, she gives in and begins grinding her hips back, knowing that there was nothing else that she could do- the deed had been done.

The two equines stand and pant together, the male's arms remaining wrapped around his cousin's waist as he remains inside of her. The two of them stand in relative silence, listening to only the spray of the water against the tiled floor below and their own soft breaths, both of them beginning to regain their composure. Neither of them are sure where the next few days will take them, but both know for certain that their relationship had just changed. Hopefully for the better.

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Written by AriannaWolfess. Edited on November 22, 2013 to correct unintentional tense changes.