I can't believe this is actually going to happen. I'm going to see you without having to be in the same room as a casket, or surrounded by a million members of our own family. Tonight was a chance for me to say goodbye in person to someone I never thought of getting this close to. You're perfect in everyway and I love you in ways I can't put into words. You put a smile on my face whenever I see you online, and I love talking to you more then any of my other friends. You are my cousin, my best friend and most of all, my princess.
I've already looked at myself in the mirror a hundred times, not happy with any arrangement of clothes I put on. I know you think I'm semi attractive, but for some reason I feel like tonight I have to knock your socks off. It just sucks that I don't think I'm at all attractive, so it's hard to decide on what to wear. I look at my watch and realize what time it is, time to go.
In the car all I can think about is what we have talked about for the past year and a half. All our conversations, our picture trading, our phone calls. I wouldn't trade it for anything in this world, and it's something I am so happy has surfaced that I think about it all the time. Without realizing it my dick starts to get really hard, and I can see the outline down the pant leg of my jeans. Knowing nothing will happen tonight I slowly start to rub it while driving down the high way.
We had decided on dinner, and then maybe hanging out afterwards at your house because you said everyone had gone to the cape for some little weekend trip or something. I pull into the restaurant parking lot to see your cute little egged shape car already there. I pull into the spot next to you and look down into your car. All I can see are your amazing legs, and a tiny jean skirt half way up your thighs. I look down at my jeans and see the ever familiar outline of my dick harder then ever. There is something about you that turns me on more then anything in this world, and here I was looking at your perfect legs from my car.
You get out first and come to my window. You look absolutely incredible. You're wearing the hottest little skirt, and showing off the perfect amount of cleavage. I have never been so pissed off at being related to someone then I was at that moment. You come to my window and I role it down. "You coming cutie" you say to me. It's all the encouragement I need.
Inside we wait for about 10 minutes for a table where we just shoot the shit. I am nervous as hell and refuse to look at you. I am fighting back pouncing on you harder then you could ever imagine. You sense the nervousness and wrap your arm around mine. It's probably the cutest thing you could ever do. It settles me down a little and makes me realize that no one in this restaurant knows who we are, or better yet, that we are related. We walk to the table arm in arm and finally sit down. No more beating around the bush now, I HAVE to look at you. Not that I don't want to, just that bulge from the car is 50% bigger now!
The whole meal I can do nothing but stare into your eyes. You're absolutely stunning. You're smile, your laugh, your personality; your everything gives me butterflies in my stomach. Being around you makes me happier. We flirt for the entire meal, talking about everything under the sun EXCEPT wanting each other. I figured you were too shy about it and decided to just forget about it tonight. Maybe it was all too good to be true.
After dinner we go out to our cars and you jump up on me and hug me in the middle of the parking lot. I hug you back of course but realize that your skirt is hiked all the way up your legs. I reach down to keep you from falling and realize my hands are on your ass, your bare ass. You're wearing a thong underneath your skirt, and its turning me on more then anything. You moan a little teeny weenie bit when I grab your ass (by accident) and take your head off my shoulder looking right into my eyes. You lean forward and give me a little light light light kiss on my lips as you slide down off my body, obviously brushing over the intense hard on I have going on down there.
"Follow me to my house, we can hang out there"
In my car I can't even think straight. What just happened? Did you feel how hard I was? Did you feel my hands grab your ass? I was a nervous mess. My cock was hard as a rock busting through my jeans. Pulling into your driveway was the hardest thing I ever had to do.
I follow you into your house and watch you toss down your keys and take your coat off.
"Do you want something to drink Joey? How about some wine"
"Yeah D, wine's fine I guess, just make sure I'm ok to drive later. Don't get me too drunk you rapist"
We sit down on the couch watching TV drinking some wine. An hour or so goes by and I realize we have downed almost the entire bottle. We are both laughing hysterically at absolutely nothing. It's now that I realize how we are sitting. You are Indian style on the couch with your body facing me. I can see straight up your skirt. I have my legs up on the coffee table and the bulge in my pants is completely noticeable. As soon as I notice it and look back at you our eyes lock. You had just followed my eyes from looking at your crotch, to my cock, back to you. A little sexy smile escapes your mouth as you bit the corner of your lip.
"Uhhh yeah, Diandra, I probably should be going." I say, as I stand up and turn away from you to tuck my hard on under my jeans.
"Joey no don't be silly. I won't see you for 6 months, please stay? I'll do anything you want just please don't leave me alone right now. My family won't be back until tomorrow, and I hate being in this house alone."
"Diandra, it's late, I should go... just come say goodbye to me ok?"
With that you hesitate a little bit on the couch, legs still spread, noticing my eyes looking right at your crotch. I swear if I could see far enough I would be able to make out a little wet spot on your panties. I would put my life on it that you were horny.
You get up and walk over to me. Your eyes glued to mine, and that sexy shit eating grin still on your face. You stand right in front of me, your body pressed against mine looking up at me. Our hands are out our sides. It's the most intense, erotic, and pressure filled moment of my life. Our eyes are burning into each others minds, we both know exactly what we want, but whose to say the first word, or make the first move?
Me being taller then you have its advantages. I take my eyes away from staring into yours and peak down your shirt at your perfect tits. You catch me looking down your shirt and take a step back.
"I'm sorry Dia..."
Before I could get out any more you rip your shirt off and stand there in a skirt and a bra. I am speechless and you can tell. I catch your eyes looking down at the bulge in my pants. You drop to your knees quicker then anything I have ever seen and undo my belt/unzip my jeans faster then I could say no to.
Before I could even get out a word your mouth was bobbing up and down on my cock. It was the best feeling thing I had ever felt. I looked down at you looking back up me with those gorgeous blue eyes. Your perfect lips were wrapped around my aching cock, bouncing up and down. Your mouth got wetter and wetter. Every time you took your mouth off my cock your spit would hang from the top of my cock to your lips. You slowly slide my dick into your mouth, grabbing the base and jerking it every time you pop your head up off of it. I can't help but moan. You slide my dick out of your mouth and stare at it for a second before spitting all over the shaft of it. With your wet spit on my cock you take your hand and jerk it into my dick, sliding your hand up and down my wet shaft. Your mouth goes straight for my balls as your jerk off the tip of my dick. It's a sensation I couldn't put into words. Up and down your warm wet mouth bounces on my cock. You're letting out little moans as you suck and lick my cock and its sending little vibrations down my shaft. You slowly roll your tongue around the tip of my cock, your hands never stop jerking and pulling. You bring me closer and closer to cumming. My eyes are closed and I'm enjoying the incredible feeling when I realize what is going on. My own cousin is giving me a blow job. I grab your hands and stand you up. This startles you. I look deep into your eyes and then passionately kiss you.
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