City Mouse in the Country
by Little Robbie

Chapter 6

Ronnie parked the convertible in front of the house and took her time alighting. I, on the other hand, had leapt out and was huddled nervously by the front door. Ronnie sauntered up to the door and let us both in. She sensed that I was going to make a mad rush up the stairs and pulled me up short with, “Oh, Emma! I am so thirsty! Would you be a dear and bring up a glass of ice water? One of the large glasses, please.” It wasn’t really a question.

“Ronnie, can I PLEASE get dressed first, so no one sees me like this?”

“Actually, make that TWO ice waters. Thanks so much.”

She was determined to continue my humiliation. I ran to the kitchen while Ronnie climbed the stairs to the bedroom. I found the glasses – large 32-oz. plastic tumblers – filled them halfway with ice, and poured in cold tap water until they were full. I had to be careful carrying them to avoid spilling on the stairs, while at the same time being super nervous because I couldn’t cover up any of my nakedness, in particular as I tiptoed past Noah’s bedroom on the way to Ronnie’s.

I finally arrived at Ronnie’s room, where the door was closed. I hesitated and decided to see if I could quietly get Ronnie to open the door for me. “Psst! Ronnie! I’m here with the ice waters. Let me in, please.”

“Are you still bare-ass naked, Emma?”

“Y-yes I am. Open up please.”

Without opening the door, Ronnie said, “Did Noah notice you walking past his door?”

“I don’t think so, I think we’re good.”

“Good. Tell you what, wouldn’t this be a good time to pick up where we left off with Truth or Dare?”

“Ohhhhh, Ronnie, let’s not do that, please. I’d really like to get dressed.” I’m stupidly speaking to a closed door.

“Maybe in a little bit. First let’s do a dare. Are you ready?”

“Ohhh. Nooo. Right now?”

“Yes, right now. Ready?”

“Yeah, I guess…”

“Here it is. I want you to choose, right hand or left hand.”

“Ronnie, no, please…”

“Right or left, Emma.”

This was a trick for sure, and I’m always making the wrong decision. But I have no idea what she had in store. “Uh…left.”

“Okay, left hand. Keep holding the ice water in your left hand, and use your right hand to pour the entire glass of ice water over the top of your head.”

Oh god. I could have guessed. Maybe I can fake my way out of this. “Uhhh…Is there an alternative dare I can do instead, please?”

“No alternative, Emma. Pour the ice water over your head. And the ice. Right now.”

It was only just now that I noticed that Ronnie and put down a large bath matt on the floor right under where I was standing. This was going to have to happen. I sighed, closed my eyes, and raised the glass in my right hand up over my head. Then I slowly tipped it so the ice-cold water landed right on top of my head. Ohhhhhhh! It was even colder than I had imagined. Then the ice tumbled out, combining with the ice water to run down over my face, my shoulders, my breasts, my stomach, my butt, my legs, my feet, OHHHHHH. I shivered compulsively, standing there in the hallway soaked in ice water.

Ronnie’s voice came through the door. “Is it done, Emma?”

“Y-y-yes, it’s done. Please let me in. Please.”

“Very good, Emma. Good girl. Now please empty the other glass of ice water over your head.”

OMG. AGAIN?! “Ronnie…”

“Right now, Emma! Five. Four. Three. Two. . .”

My left hand went up and tipped the other glassful over the top of my head. Ohhhhhhhh!! I thought I would be numb from the first glassful, but NO! This was miserably cold. All over. My breasts were so cold that my nipples were rock hard and aching. My butt was freezing, and the ice water was trickling down my crack and into my pussy.

So now I’m asking myself, why did Ronnie ask me right or left? She was just playing with me…

“Ronnie, I did it. L-l-let me in please. I’m so c-c-cold.”

“Good girl, Emma. Now drop the glasses and back up two steps so I can see you.”

I complied. She opened the door a crack and had a good look at me: naked and drenched. “Oh, Emma, you’re so cute like this!”

“Ronnie, please let me in so I can dry off and get dressed.”

“Okay Emma, so the next part of your dare is this: go to Noah’s bedroom and knock loudly on his door. Then put your hands to your side, do not cover up. When Noah answers the door, ask him to follow you…”

“Ronnie! What…”

“Settle down, Emma, settle down. Then hold his hand and lead him here. Only then will I let you in so you can get dried off.”

I crumpled.

“No no no no no, Ronnie. DO NOT make me be naked for Noah. He’s 13! I can’t, I just can’t!”

“I don’t believe you, Emma. I think you actually WANT to show your cute little bod to Noah. You’ve already stripped off for the football team and most of the customers at the drive-in. This will be the perfect capper to the day’s activities.”

“Ronnie, I’m so wet. I look like a drowned urchin…”

“The sooner you get Noah out of bed, the sooner you will get dry.”

I gave her one more pleading, pitiful look. She smiled condescendingly. I turn to walk down the hall. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I’m walking to my own deathbed. I take baby steps to delay the inevitable, but all too quickly I arrive at Noah’s bedroom door. I sneak a peek back at Ronnie’s door, and she is standing there with her door wide open now, watching my every move.

Here goes. Knock knock knock.

I am super aware of my pale naked tits, my pale naked butt, and my pale bald pussy. My hands move to cover as much as I can.

“Emma! Hands down!”

Oh, yeah. I drop my hands.

I’m getting no response from Noah. I look over at Ronnie and shrug. Sort of hoping she’ll just call this off. Yeah, right…

“Louder, Emma.”

Of course. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. I can feel my teeth chattering.

“Yeah, what’s up?” Noah’s awake.

“Noah, it’s Emma.”

“Who?”

“Emma. Your cousin Emma. Can you come to the door?”

“Emma…right. Do what now?”

Cold water is still dripping from my hair onto my boobs. “Come to the door, please.”

“Um, hold on.”

Ten seconds later I hear the doorknob start to turn. My hands start to move to cover up, but I catch them. Suddenly Noah is standing there looking at me with sleepy half-closed eyes. He’s got a towel around his waist, which he’s gripping with his right hand. Then his eyes pop open like saucers. His mouth moves but no words are coming out.

“Noah, hi! Will you come with me please?”

“Emma! You’re na-naked. Why are you naked?”

I reach down with my right hand and grab hold of his left hand. “Just come with me.”

“And you’re all wet. What is this? Is Ronnie putting you up to this?”

“Noah, I just need you to come with me. Please.” I start to lead him down the hall.

“Are we going to Ronnie’s room? She is doing this to you, isn’t she? I thought so.”

“She…well…yeah. Just stay with me, please.” We finally arrive at Ronnie’s door, where she is still standing, still smiling at me.

“Emma! You brought Noah to play with us. How fun! You two come right in.”

She steps back into her room, and I follow, very happy to be out of the hallway. Noah looks sideways at his big sister as he steps through the door behind me. I let go of his hand.

“Noah, I’m sure you have noticed that your cousin Emma is bare-ass naked and soaking wet. She needs to get dried off, and I couldn’t think of a better solution than for you to do that for her.”

OMG. I…what?...Noah’s drying me off? Do I want this or hate this?

Noah’s eyes are still glued to my boobs and my pussy, and his mouth is gaping open. “Well, I guess I could do that, Ronnie. Do you, uh, have a towel?”

“I do! Here ya go!” And she tosses a dry washcloth to him. It’s, like, 8 inches square.

“Sis, is this a joke? It’ll take forever to get her dry with just this.”

“We’re in no hurry. Are we, Emma?”

I guess I get to speak. “N-no. No. Hurry.” I can’t believe this.

I can see Ronnie perk up. “Or, if you want to do a more thorough job, you could use the towel you’re wearing. I’d be willing to trade you for the washcloth.”

Noah thinks about this for a few seconds, then shakes his head. “Nooo, I don’t think that’ll work. I’ll just use the washcloth, I think. But hold on a sec.” With that, Noah turns his back to us and re-tucks his towel so it will stay on without holding it. Turning back, Noah reaches forward and gets to work, now standing right in front of me.

He starts with my very wet hair, which doesn’t really get dry but at least no longer drips. Then he gently dries my face, neck, and shoulders. But already he’s mostly looking down at my bare boobs.

“Emma, I think your arms are in the way, would you mind raising your arms so your hands are on your head? Noah, doesn’t Emma have the cutest boobies?”

“Uhhhh. Yeah, they’re, uh, very nice, I guess.”

“They’re also very wet, so be sure to give them a thorough drying off. That could take several minutes, in my estimation.”

“Mm hm…” Noah doesn’t need much encouragement to caress my tits, and he’s using both his hands, one with the washcloth and one just a bare hand, gently feeling me up. Since my nipples were already rock-hard, Noah’s towel and hands are making them very, very sensitive. I feel myself gasp.

“Emma, are you getting turned on?”

“What? Nooo, I’m just very embarrassed right now, y’know?”

“I can tell from the several shades of red in your face. Are you fully dry now, or should Noah continue?”

“Oh, um, yes, definitely keep going, I’m so wet. And, Ronnie, could we give Noah a dry washcloth, since this one’s pretty soaked by now.” Ronnie smiled and grabbed another small washcloth, which she tossed to Noah in exchange for the used one.

Noah’s washcloth was now down to my waistline and gradually inching around back to my butt. While he was drying one of my cheeks, his other hand was just plain feeling up my other cheek. Then he switched hands so that both of my butt cheeks were now fully explored. While he’s doing this, he is getting closer and closer to me, and I’m starting to feel a little turned on. So what if he’s my cousin? Who cares if he’s 13?

“Noah, it looks to me like Emma’s pussy could use a thorough drying-off. Let’s get the washcloth on the case, and rub her pussy gently up and down a few times. In fact I’ll let you know when to stop.”

I directed a stunned look at Ronnie, but she wouldn’t take the hint. Noah willingly followed her directions and went to work with his slightly damp washcloth on my more damp pussy. He seemed mesmerized by masturbating me, and his attention strayed from making sure his towel stayed on. Before he knew it, his towel slipped off his hips and down to the floor.

He was momentarily startled, but then his hands flew to cover up his naked crotch. “Woops! Just a sec.”

But Ronnie was a step ahead of him and moved in quickly to grab his towel off the floor. “Don’t worry, Noah, I got it.”

“Ronnie, could you hand it over so I can cover up again?”

“Hmm. I dunno, I think it was distracting you from drying off Emma. Now, finish the job without the towel, before Emma catches a cold from being wet.”

I had just got a glimpse of Noah’s penis before he covered it with his hands. That glimpse set off a memory from the night before. “Ronnie, what…”

“Something you want to say, Emma? Should we share my photos from last night, maybe?”

“No! No, I…don’t think that’s appropriate.”

“Right, I guess not. At least not right now.” She threw me an evil grin. “Go on, Noah, back to work drying off Emma between her legs. Unless, that is, you’d prefer to just go back to bed.”

Noah quickly sized up his options and apparently decided that he would rather be naked while masturbating his cousin than sent back to his bedroom without finishing. He let go of his crotch and reached forward with the washcloth to work on my vulva. My hands were still on my head, providing him a perfect view of my breasts while he resumed rubbing the washcloth into my labia. I was incredibly embarrassed and completely turned-on at the same time. I allowed my eyes to drop to his crotch, where his penis was now spurting a little drop of whiteish moisture. Ronnie saw me looking.

“Emma! You are taking advantage of your cousin’s nudity by staring at his penis. Do you like what you see?”

My face turned even redder, and I didn’t know how to answer.

“Ever seen a penis like that before?”

“No, never, Ronnie.”

“No? Never? Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure!”

“Never seen a penis like Noah’s before? Ever?”

Where’s she going with this? Is she gonna turn me in? Maybe I can derail her.

“I’m sure. I’ve never seen a penis that’s as beautiful as Noah’s.”

“Yes, I can tell. Just look at those VERY stiff nipples, Noah.”

OMG. I looked down at my nipples and saw that they were fully engorged and my areolae were puffier than I had ever seen them. I SO wanted this naked dare to be over soon. But Noah’s back and forth motion between my clit and my vagina, while I was furtively staring at his very stiff penis, was getting me incredibly worked up. I groaned. I was definitely headed toward a very big orgasm. Did I want this? Was I…

“That’s enough, Noah, let’s get Emma’s legs and feet dry now.”

Damn! I was very close! I closed my eyes and exhaled. Noah deliberately dried and caressed his way down my legs and my feet. There was now no part of my body that Noah had not felt up, and both of us were breathing pretty hard.

Ronnie stepped back to survey the scene in her bedroom and pronounced, “I think we’re done here. Noah, before you return to your room, I think Emma would like to give you a nice long good-night kiss. But given that you’re cousins and all, kissing on the lips is totally inappropriate, so Emma, let’s do the good-night kiss on Noah’s cute little bare bum.”

“Ronnie! Really?!”

“Yes, Emma, really. Or if you prefer, we could instead look through my phone’s photo album from last night…”

“O-okay! I’ll…I’ll do it.”

“Got it. Noah, bend forward please, hands on knees. And Emma, plant a big wet one in the center of one of Noah’s very white butt cheeks. At least 10 seconds – make it last.”

Oh, man. Noah turned away from me and assumed the position. I placed my hands on his hips and leaned forward, blushing all new shades of red. Parting my lips slightly, I placed my kiss tenderly on Noah’s left bum cheek. I pressed forward a little to hold it for 10 seconds.

I was expecting Ronnie to call time’s up, but nothing. Finally, I pulled back and said, “Wasn’t that 10 seconds, Ronnie?”

“Oh god yes, that was almost 20 seconds. Were you counting on me to call you off? Can’t you count to 10?”

I sighed and leaned back upright. “Uh-huh. Are we done now?”

“Well, I was just thinking that it would be rude of Noah to not return the good-night kiss.” Uh, wow, okay. “Let’s go kids, both of you turn around and assume the positions.”

Noah mimicked my kiss, placing his hands on my hips (actually, more like on my bum) and gave me a nice tender smooch that he broke off after the 10 seconds Ronnie asked for. As far as I could tell, he didn’t blush, but his penis was still hard and long, which I took as a compliment.

Ronnie took charge again. “Noah, you’re off to bed now. Thank you for your diligent service in helping out your very sexy cousin.”

Noah hesitated, like he wanted to say something. But instead he shuffled out of the room.

“So, Emma, let’s get some sleep. I think you can put on a tee shirt now, but nothing else. And do not let me catch you masturbating in bed, alright?”

“Okay, Ronnie.” I pulled on one of my tee shirts, which only covered me from the waist up, and tried to work out how I could pull off a surreptitious orgasm without Ronnie noticing. I had no choice, I was so incredibly horny now I couldn’t think of anything else.