She's my cousin?

musicankane

I blew a monkey once.
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My family is a pain in the ass. Everything about them is annoying and they seem to live to drive me insane. Which was why I was glad when I finally graduated college with a computer programing degree and could move the fuck out. I was happy to be out of the house and be able to finally bring girls home. I mean I was free to try to bring girls home, but uh....well I am a computer programer and you know how that goes.

I had been living on my own for a couple of years when my mother called and told me about a cousin from New York who was coming to the west coast in order to go to UCLA. Her name was Jamie and she was going to need a place to stay for a little while until she could get her dorm situation set up. Apparently the college staff or admins fucked up her paperwork and didn't have a dorm for her, even though her scholarship included one.

I protested to my mother whole heartedly and told her to let this Jamie girl stay at her place. My mother's brother Todd, who is a royal asshole, had gotten laid off and was living in the only other free room in the house, plus she lived too far from the UCLA campus to make the trip easy. There had to be another way, I didn't want another member of my family living with me, I fought and worked very hard to never have to do that again.

But what could I do. I mean family is family. Maybe this cousin wouldn't even be so bad, my mother explained to me that Jamie was not really blood related. Technically she was but it was so far down the bloodline that there was a glimmer of hope in that she wouldn't be this terrible nightmare of a person. I guess if you got down to 4th cousins, you couldn't count them as real family.

So three weeks later I was waiting for Jamie at the terminal. I watched with dread as a collection of people walked off the plane, each time a single girl walked out looking the right age group I tensed, expecting one to make a B-line for me. But none did. At least none of the girls I expected Jamie to be.

When Jamie actually emerged from the crowd I have to admit I was stunned. This girl was insanely beautiful, the kind of girl that wouldn't give me the time of day if we weren't family. I felt my pulse race and I wondered if it was legal to fuck 4th cousins. Though with my luck she would be begging to leave my apartment as soon as she could.

She had the most amazing eyes, even from afar I could see her light blue eyes looking right at me. She smiled and her cheeks revealed the most wonderful dimples I had ever seen. Her hair was a dark brown, long and slightly wavy as it flowed down her back. She was a petite girl, her body slim, her stomach flat yet firm and her breasts were wonderful. Her rack wasn't big or small, it was just right on her body, like a pair of wonderous peaches sitting tight and perky on her chest.

I took all that in and processed it, then locked it away in the ten seconds it took her to walk up to me straight from the terminal gate. She must have gotten my picture in an E-mail from my mom or something to know who I was.

I sighed and held out my hand. "Jamie right?"

She didn't take my hand, she smiled and threw her arms around me. I felt how amazing her breast actually were as she smashed into my chest. "Ok hugging that's fine." I said stunned she was open enough to just outright hug me like that.
 
I blushed softly, pulling back from his arms once I heard his remark and didn’t feel his arms wrapping around me in response. “Yeah, I’m Jamie…Are you not a hugger? I’m sorry if that was rude…” I stepped back, nervously tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear, wondering if I blew my first impression already. Being a New Yorker, I should have known it wasn’t the most appropriate to just hug someone when first meeting them. But this was California, people were supposed to be more uninhibited here, right? Besides he was family, some sort of cousin, so it should’ve been acceptable.

I bit my lower lip in the center, feeling that my lips were dry. I tried to moisten them discretely, not sure where I’d put my chapstick when I boarded the plane. Though I wasn’t the biggest fan of the humidity, I was relieved to discover that the weather, from what I could see and feel through the airport terminal at least, was definitely warm enough for the shorts I was wearing. The weather in New York had not been so predictable or warm in the past weeks and I was in dire need of a tan...

“Um…I’m sorry, I’m blanking on your name now…long flight, y’know,” I sighed, pulling my carry-on next to me, resting the handle against my bare leg. Waiting for his response, I looked him over, deciding from the start that he didn’t look quite like the photo his mother emailed, maybe a little taller in person and more …decent-looking. I smiled a little more, trying to be polite and gain his forgiveness in case I had offended him in some way with that hug.
 
I was so shocked at this beautiful girl that was aparently some distant cousin of mine was coming to live with me that it took me a minute to realize that she was waiting for me to say something. She gave me a look that said she was worried. Then I realized that she has hugged me and my only response had been to freeze up like a jackass.

I shook my head and put on a smile as best as I could, "Oh sorry I uh....nevermind. My name is Jake, how was your flight out here?" I asked gesturing toward the terminal exit that would lead us to baggage claim. "I was told nothing about you other than you were coming to stay with me for school, but my mom could have told me you looked like a Megan Fox clone. Well maybe not exactly but, you have to admit it is enough to startle someone like me. You know? A nerd like...me....I talk to much, I'm going to shut up."

I turned my attention straight ahead and tried to save face for later conversations. Just what I needed though, to make myself look like a fucking moron within five minutes of meeting her. Not that it would matter, she was family and as such I wasn't ever going to get into her pants.

Though legally you could fuck and suck fourth cousins all you wanted. Nah, she was the type of girl that wouldn't give me the type for day unless we were family.
 
I nodded along, listening to Jake as he talked, wondering if he was this nervous all of the time. He already seemed different from the guys I’d known back home. Nicer than the average guy, maybe.

I laughed softly at his Megan Fox remark, not putting too much stock in it. A “Really? You think so? Hmph.” was all I replied to that. I’d heard a few similar comments before but I never believed them. It wasn’t that I thought I was unattractive, I just didn’t think about my looks much.

Walking by Jake’s side to head to the baggage claim, I glanced over at him, furrowing my brows. “Jake…” I chided, lightly nudging his shoulder. “How could I think you’re a nerd…I barely know you. For all I know you could be great.” I smiled to reassure him. “In fact, it says a lot that you’re letting me stay with you. I really appreciate it.”
 
I smiled and nodded at her. "I suppose you are right, but to be fair I fought my mom every stop of the way to let you move in with me. My side of the family is insane and I didn't really want to live with family again....but you...are different I hope." I nudged her as we waited for her suitcases to come around the rack.

Once we got her stuff we went out to my car and I took her to the apartment, we made small talk along the way, just stuff about school, my job, and nothing important. I led her to the building and showed her around the apartment and showed her the room which she would have.

"This will be your room. My mom sent you over a bed last week and I put my old dresser in here. I know it's kind of ugly but it'll have to do." I told her. "I only the have one bathroom so we will have to share. Please warn me if you have to do three hours of womanly things in there before you start so I don't have to pee off the padio." She gave me a look and I shook my head, "Ex-girlfriend was a pain in the ass."
 
I stepped into the room that Jake said was mine and looked around. It was actually a little larger than my old room, so I was content. I wondered if he’d have rules against me decorating. Either way, anything was better than being out on the street, waiting for a dorm to become available. “I promise I won’t treat you like your ex-girlfriend,” I replied, teasingly playing on his words. I lugged my carry-on over to my new bed and dropped it right on top.

“And I’m not one of those girls who hog the bathroom,” I continued, unzipping the bag, not noticing that the strap of my tank top had slipped down, exposing the upper teal trim of my black bra. Starting to sort through my things, I glanced at Jake with a small smile to let him know I was sincere, “If you need to come in, just go ahead…it’s your place, after all.”
 
I blushed as her top slipped a little bit and I saw her bra. Normally it would be no big deal but she really did have incredible tits and just that half erotic hint of her breast was amazing. I shivered despite myself and couldn't but give her body a more than sideways glance. Her comment about coming in made my blood wanted to ignite because I took it in a completely different way that it was intended, then again maybe she was fucking with me a little.

I nodded and turned away, needing to get my perv eyes off of her before she called me out on things. "I'm going to order a pizza, I didn't get a chance to go grocery shopping yet but I don't want to deal with it right now. What kind of toppings do you like? Please tell me you aren't one of those girls who doesn't get anything fattening on it. I wouldn't want to have to stab you in your sleep on the first day together." I gave her a smirk.

Before I left the room I stopped and turned back toward her, "Also one last thing, if you hear porn coming from my room well, ignore it because I am a guy after all and I'm not used to having to keep the noise down." I laughed.
 
“Stab me? Hm…you did say your family was crazy…” I laughed at his remark about the pizza toppings, casually replying. “Don’t worry…I’ll eat anything. No stabbing required.” Then I noticed my fallen strap and fixed it, just on time to hear his joke about watching porn. At least I figured it was a joke. He wouldn’t really just share that information with me, would he? I smiled shyly, playing along. “I don’t know that I’ll be able to ignore it…but I’ll try.”

I thought about it a little longer as I unpacked my clothes, starting to get curious. “Jake?” I called after him as he stepped out into the hall to call for pizza. I waited until he returned to the bedroom doorway, leaving my underwear still unpacked in my open suitcase on the bed. I sat down on the edge of my bed, looking up at him. “You really watch porn…like a lot?”
 
I looked in at her and frowned, I hadn't expected to porn comment to throw her off so muhc. I mean she seemed really cool with it at first, I don't know what changed. I figured though, that honesty was the best policy to go with her. Besides, she was technically family and I should get off on the right foot.

I leaned against the frame of her door and said, "Well after long hours at the hospital I need it really. I work so damn much that I barely have time to shower let alone have a girlfriend. My last girlfriend wanted to control from the time I got home to the time I went back to work."

I shrugged and gestured randomly. "Porn is just easier for me. It's cheaper too." I winked at her, "Pizza in thirty minutes."
 
I had to commend his honesty, though it wasn't completely necessary. He seemed to be getting comfortable with me and that was good. I wanted for us to get along. "Okay, whatever does it for you..." I nodded softly, letting him go about his business. "See you in 30." Resuming unpacking I wondered just how extensive Jake's porn collection was, if he had one. Would he watch it tonight? Would he watch less because I was living in his place, making it somewhat uncomfortable?

Once he was gone I started to unpack my other suitcase. I put a framed picture of me and my best friend on top of the dresser, smiling at it, remembering good times we had through high school. It wasn't going to be easy going to college without her but we'd keep in touch, and I'd make new friends. I was always good at that. I smiled a little more to myself, thinking of Jake. He'd warmed up to me a bit since I got off the plane. Surely, that was a good sign of things to come.

Deciding half way through unpacking that I couldn't fit everything into one dresser, I gave up. I rezipped my bag and pushed it into the corner of my room. I grabbed a pair of light gray boy shorts and a white, cotton t-shirt from my pile of clothes, choosing those as my pajamas until I bought proper ones. I shut my bedroom door and turned my back to get undressed, getting out of my jean shorts first and tossing them onto my bed then pulling off my top and starting to unclasp my bra.
 
So I left her in peace feeling a bit awkward about explaining my masterbation habits to my cousin. But If she was going to be living here then she had a right to know, cause if she wasn't aware of it she might accidently walk in on me with my cock in my hand and that would be bad news.

Thinking about sex actually got my blood bubbling a little and thinking about my cousin made matters worse. God it was going to take some used to, living with a girl this hot. She would make friends in school too, and probably hot ass friends as well and I couldn't even think of that.

The pizza came and I paid for it before setting the pizza on the table. I went to jamie's room and opened the door gently. "Jamie the pizza is here....oh shit." I jerked back away from the door frame as I saw Jamie just dropping her bra to the floor. Her back was too me so I didn't see anything but the barest outline on her breasts but her flesh was perfect.

I jerked away and yanked the door behind me, "Sorry Jamie shit I...." I called through the door.
 
I reflexively covered my chest, mortified that Jake might've seen something when he walked in. "Oh--it's okay..." I stammered a little, not wanting him to feel bad. "I mean, don't worry about it. I should've locked the door or gone into the bathroom...my fault." I quickly grabbed my t-shirt off the bed and pulled it on, neglecting to put a bra on. "Um, I'll be right out." I pulled on the gray shorts and picked up my dirty clothes, stuffing them into my empty carry-on for the time being.

I nervously combed my fingers through my hair, waiting a few moments before going to the door to get out of the room. I tried to look nonchalant when I caught a glimpse of Jake's face. "Pizza's here, you said?"
 
I was dazed as I made my way back to the kitchen. She had been here all of five fucking minutes and I already walked in on her. God her must think I'm a perv now, some loser guy who is going to try and peep on her every chance he got. Just what I needed, something to make this as creepy as possible.

I took out a slice of pizza and started to eat when she came out. I raised an eyebrow as I noticed that she had not put the bra back on. Did that mean she didn't care if I saw her? Or was she trying to mess with my head? She ran a hand through her hair, giving it a sexy shake and I had to look away.

"Yeah pizza. I got pepperoni and mushrooms, if you don't like the mushrooms you can just pull them off." I told her, trying to fake a smile, "I also got cheese in the crust. When I get pizza I go all out."
 
I smiled back at him when he forced a smile at me. "Ooh, you do go all out..." I leaned against the kitchen counter, standing close by him, trying to ease his nerves by acting like it wasn't a big deal that he walked in on me. "Sounds yummy." I reached over into the pizza box and grabbed a slice for myself.

I took a little bite of my slice, leaning against the counter again. "Mmm," I licked my lips after I chewed and swallowed. "Good...not as good as New York pizza, but good." I winked at him, unable to resist that little jab. Maybe a few harmless jokes between us would ease any awkwardness until we just got used to each other.
 
I rolled my eyes at her comment. "Typical east coaster. Every chance you get you have to bring up how much better the east coast is." I took a big bite of my slice and gave a relaxing sigh. She clearly wasn't upset with me, I mean it was a total accident after all so it should be all good, and that made me feel better.

I finished my first piece then grabbed another one. "So if you want to watch TV in the living room you can. I have a TV in my bedroom so I'll watch my shows in there then I'm going to hit the sack.....errr go to bed. I have work in the morning." I told her, blushing at my comment that sounded like jerking off.
 
I smiled softly when he teased me. It was nice to joke with him. I finished the rest of my first slice and picked up another when he announced that I could watch tv in the living room if I wanted. "Oh okay," I nodded, taking a small bite of the crust, making a long string of melty cheese ooze from it. I twirled the excess cheese around my index finger, not wanting any of it to get on the floor. "What do you like to watch?" I asked, slipping my finger into my mouth, carefully pulling the cheese off with my teeth.

I teased him a little, thinking it'd be okay with the way things were progressing between us. "I mean unless it's porn, I don't see why we can't watch something together...at least for a little while."
 
I watched her play with her cheese, something about watching a woman put things in her mouth, anything really, was erotic. I shook my head trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with me. Why could I not stop thinking about having sex, with my cousin no less. Something was seriously wrong with me and I needed to take a break.

"Normally watch things on Comedy Central and Spike, UFC, Family Guy general stuff. I'd watch stuff with you, but I just want to lay in bed and settle down before I call it a night. Watch whatever you want and I'll see you tomorrow Jamie." I smiled the best I could but my eyes dropped down to take a final glance at her nipples before I turned away and went to my bedroom.

I shut the door behind me but I didn't lock it. I wasn't go to jerk off tonight. I think I was genuinely tired, after the shock to my system of what Jamie looked like I was simply worn out. I hoped soon I would be able to get used to having a woman living with me, especially one I couldn't fuck.
 
After Jake left me in the kitchen I took the liberty to clean up and toss the pizza box out once I'd put the left-over slices in the fridge. I went to the living room and sat on the couch for maybe an hour, watching Family Guy reruns. It was kind of cool that Jake and I both liked that show, maybe some other night he'd watch with me.

On my way to bed, I got a great idea. To show Jake how appreciative I was for letting me stay at his place I'd make him breakfast in bed the next morning. Who wouldn't love that? I tiptoed to his room and quietly peeked inside, wanting to say goodnight. The lights were off in his bedroom and I couldn't see if he was asleep or not so I just whispered to him, "G'night Jake. Thanks again."

After that I went to my room and got into my bed, getting my shorts off before pulling my covers up since I never slept with pants on, ever. I closed my eyes, thinking of Jake and what I could make him for breakfast.
 
I slept surprizingly well that night, the day having taken its toll on me. My alarm beeped and i gave it my normal shut up wack. Then I rolled out of bed and began to get dressed for the hospital. I was pulling up my scrub pants when I smelt the bacon coming from the kitchen. I opened the bedroom door and could hear the sounds of bacon sizzling in a pan.

I pulled my scrub shirt on and walked out into the living room with my shoes in my hands. "I didn't know I even had bacon." I said, with a curious smile on my lips. Jamie was already dressed for the day and had eggs going in another pan, plus some hash browns you could make in the toaster ready to go.

It was an incredible gesture, and it made me think of how great a wife she would make for someone. God how low did that make me, the first thing that came to my mind being how good she would be for some guy. I was kind of jealous that it wouldn't be me. But for the moment it was.

I needed to try and get a girlfriend quick so I wouldn't think about squirting my cousin with my load every time i saw her. That kind of thinking could ruin a guy.
 
I smiled when I heard Jake's voice as he walked into the kitchen. It sounded like he was pleased with my surprise. "Yeah, I found it in the back of the crisper bin, but I promise I checked the expiration date and it's totally safe." I glanced at him over my shoulder, wanting to keep my eyes mainly on the eggs. "Do you have time to sit and eat?" I asked, noticing he was dressed for work already. I grinned at him, thinking his scrubs were cute.

"Ungh," I groaned when the smoke alarm began its obnoxious beeping. This always happened to me when I was frying bacon, without fail. "Sorry...I got it," I scanned around for the smoke detector and spotted it above the kitchen table. I turned the fire down under the eggs and grabbed the dishrag from the oven door then pulled out a chair, using it to step up onto the table as carefully as I could, not really mindful of the skirt I was wearing. I swatted the dish rag at the smoke detector for a little bit until it finally shut up. I smiled triumphantly, turning to face Jake, looking down at him. "Crisis averted."
 
She seemed so nonchalant about everything. Did she not care that she was wearing a skirt that was short enough as it was, but became incredibly revealing when she stepped up on the chair and reached for the smoke detector. I couldn't help but look at her smooth sweet legs and the firm cheeks of her ass that hinted at how tight her pussy would be if I ever entered her.

I was blushing when she stepped down. If she noticed my hue she didn't say anything. Instead she went back to the stove and fixed me a little plate of food. I sat at the table and thanked her for breakfast. It was good, as good as eggs and bacon could be, but it was better because the gesture was incredibly nice.

I looked up at her, "Well you only need to greet me when I get home with a blowjob and you'll be the perfect room mate." I said teasingly and then blushed and clamped my mouth shut. That had come out without my really thinking and it just showed where my mind was.
 
For a moment, I smiled uncomfortably in response to his remark. I knew he was kidding, but I wasn't expecting him to say something like that. Perhaps he was just a really sexual person and found some way to relate whatever to sex? I'd known guys like that before, it wasn't a big deal to me with them. But they weren't my cousin like he was.

I figured the best way to deal with his sexual remarks from then on was to just tease him right back. "Well..." I teased, reaching over his shoulder from behind him, my chest pressing against his back slightly as I picked up his empty plate. "...I thought that was what you had all that porn for, cuz."
 
I tensed as she pressed herself against my back. I suddenly felt her wonderful breasts firm and soft against my body. She made a joke and I relaxed a little bit. Her teasing seemed to be a test and she seemed very comfortable with messing with me in this way. Hell just look at the way she dressed.

"Porn gets old after a while. EVery now and again, a guy needs a woman's real touch." I told her, then stood up and grabbed my car keys. "Sadly I do need to run. I'm pulling a 15 hour shift today so I wont be back until tenish." I pulled my house key off the key ring and set it on the table. "If you want to go out, use this to lock up, but please be here when I get home so I don't stand outside in the cold when I get home." I said.

I thanked her for breakfast and darted off to work.
 
I cleaned up the kitchen when Jake left. I made sure it was spotless, maybe a little cleaner than it was before. I had to be a good houseguest, because family or not, Jake didn't have to let me stay. I took the house key from the table, keeping it in hand so I wouldn't forget it in case I did go out.

I wandered around the living room for a while, looking at Jake's things, wanting to get a better sense of who he was and what his interests were since we really hadn't been able to talk much since he'd picked me up from the airport. It was important to me that we could connect, in some way. "...won't be back til tenish, huh?" I thought, growing curious. I knew it wasn't polite to snoop, but Jake wouldn't know if I just looked around his room for a few minutes. I just wanted to know if he had a porn stash somewhere. Once I found it, I'd be satisfied...
 
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