Offline/Stand your ground against Nicole

Not up for running around in your underwear, you hold fast but don't really try to brace yourself. Maybe it's just from all the staring, but you're not exactly threatened by her. After all, she's only a girl. But Nicole slams into you a moment later shoving with both hands and pushing you off balance. She barely eludes your grasp as you teeter over like a tree and crash down into the surrounding foliage.

"Okay! Okay! No panties either!" you continue jeering from your back.

Nicole looks a little proud of herself that she knocked you over, but she also looks concerned. Not for your well being of course, although you're fine. "I'm serious Jay, what am I supposed to wear now? Even my g-string is wet..."

It's so tempting, but you manage to ignore her last comment as you pick yourself up. "Just wear what you wore last night. This other stuff will probably dry out again later."

"But what if it doesn't? And it's weird to wear the same clothes the next day."

"I dunno. We'll just hang out here instead? But honestly, why wouldn't it dry? It'll be fine."

Nicole sighs. You step back onto the path and give your cousin a hug. You're both a little cool now with so much skin exposed to the morning air, but the shared contact traps some heat between you. She sighs again, but this time in satisfaction as her arms close around you. After a few seconds of reciprocal comfort you reach a hand down and gently cup one of Nicole's very accessible ass cheeks. She just giggles, so you grab with both hands. That gets more of a reaction.

"That's my butt," she says with a wiggle.

"Yeah," you reply, giving a squeeze. She squeezes you back, hugging you tighter. Your hands linger on her backside, roaming a little while your heart rate rises again.

Nicole slowly parts from you, slipping back into a half-hug. "Jay..." You stare at each other a moment and then kiss. It's a tender intimate thing, but equally reserved. Her conscience is holding her back, and her continued uncertainty is bothering you, and yet neither one of you wants to break this kiss. Your hands are glued to her ass, gently kneading and groping, pulling her cheeks apart. Her hands explore your torso, front and back, her nails softly clawing at your skin.

It doesn't take much kissing to get you fully hard. But your erection is trapped both in your boxers and against Nicole. Her waist is pushed up against yours and your thing is pointing down, seemingly pinned against her legs. It takes minutes of continued kissing, mostly chaste pecking and barely testing tongue, before she shifts enough for your dick to find the room to pop up against her crotch, albeit still confined by your boxers.

"You're still..." she mutters to herself, pulling away, somehow surprised that you're hard. It's not like you came this morning.

"Yeah."

Nicole guides your cock higher with her hand then closes the distance again. She pins your erection up against your stomach, her palm against the underside of your shaft and her fingers cradling your balls, her own crotch pressing the back of her hand toward you. She slowly rubs you just like last night, although this time from a new angle. But this time your head manages to peek up past your waistband which is encouraging even if she isn't touching there. Nicole doesn't notice because she's already started kissing you again.

You squeeze her ass harder and kiss more aggressively, trying to get more out of her. Nicole hardly reacts and instead maintains her demure steady rhythm, which is frustrating. Your hands leave her butt and grab her back instead to pull her into a deeper kiss. Again she remains resilient. So you slip a hand under her arm and start thumbing one of her nipples through her training bra. That does get a reaction. She pulls away long enough to secure her free hand over her tit then continues kissing and rubbing you exactly how she wants.

This seems crazy. She thinks she's allowed to touch you but not vice versa? Enough of this. If she's going to rub you she's going to do it right.

You pull your hands back to your own waist then push your boxers down to your thighs in one quick motion, sliding them out from under her hand to allow her palm to press against your bare shaft. She actually rubs the skin of your cock a few times before realizing what you just did. She leans back and stares down at your fully freed cock. Her fingers linger for a few seconds before she again chooses to not cross some imaginary line she's drawn. Nicole steps back and crosses her arms.

"I... guess I'll wear my old clothes."

Great. This girl was caressing and worshiping your cock in secret while you slept, but now that you're standing here proudly with your cock and balls bobbing in the breeze in front of her she's not willing to go further. She sure knows how to make a guy feel sheepish.

Go with Nicole to get changed

Convince Nicole to not worry about her clothes