A day of Fishing

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“Hey Lils! I’m about to head out on the boat and do some fishing. Want to come?” “Sure! Let me throw my bikini on and grab a pole! I’ll be out front when you get here!”I absolutely love fishing, so when my cousin Zack called me, I was not turning him down! It didn’t hurt that he was really nice to look at, too. A day of fishing on the boat, with a blonde, tan, shirtless, hottie. I’m not complaining! Zack and I were never really close growing up, but since I moved back home, we have started to realize that we do have quite a bit in common. We were both into hunting, fishing, and being outdoors. Since we realized we like a lot of the same things, we’ve been kind of inseparable. The two of us had a very playful relationship. We wrestled, picked on each other (in the nicest way of course), and dare I say… flirted. We never did that around our family though. But şişli escort bayan in public or by ourselves, we would often get mistaken for a couple. We were cousins, related, nothing was really going on between us! Well at least not physically…yet.”Ready to go?” Zack asked, as I climbed into the front seat of his lifted Silverado. “Yes sir. Where are we going to today? Hope it’s salt water this time.” I really don’t like fresh water fishing too much. Salt water was more fun for me because there is more variety and bigger fish! Bigger fish means bigger fight, which is what I like! Fresh water was Zack’s favorite though.”Fine! We’ll go salt water fishing today. Just for you, Lil” He was looking at me smiling. He had the prettiest smile, with the bluest eyes. Blonde hair, blue eyes, pretty smile, really tan, pretty tall, good body… he was every girls mecidiyeköy escort bayan dream. Times like these, I hated that he was my cousin. If we weren’t related, he would be my perfect man. I shook these feelings out of my head, and continued to act like nothing was going on. Once we got on the boat and caught our bait, we found our place in the harbor and anchored. It was a pretty normal day of fishing. We joked around, caught some mackerel, and a sting ray or two, (we don’t like catching those because they will swallow your hook.)I was sitting on the bow of the boat, with my leg hanging over the side when my pole jerked, almost pulling me into the water. I fell backwards with the pole trying to hang on for dear life. I had a tarpon on the end of my line. (For those of you who don’t know, these things are beasts! This one was about 150 lbs and escort şişli almost 5 feet long.)Zack ran up behind me, and wrapped his arms around my waist so I wouldn’t get pulled out of the boat. I’m 5’7 and weigh about 130lbs… this fish was a lot stronger than me! I was fighting this thing for at least 10 minutes, and Zack was holding on to me the whole time. He was so close to me that my ass was rubbing against his member the whole time. It was after that first 10 minutes that I felt that he was getting hard. I acted like I didn’t feel it though! I wanted to land this fish more than anything! When it was about 20 yards from the boat, it broke off! I didn’t bow to the king! (For those of you who don’t fish, bowing to the king means that when the tarpon jumps out of the water you have to point your pole out, almost like you’re bowing, so he doesn’t break off while he is jumping). When the line broke, it sent Zack and me falling to the floor. I ended up sitting in his lap right on his hard dick. We sat just like that for a minute, and I felt him readjust himself. He knew I felt it and he was embarrassed.

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