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Justine Carter, 20, had just been hired over 3 months ago as a model for Victoria's Secret. Although the work was hard, the fame that came with it was even harder. She needed to get away and just go back to her roots for a while.

So, after picking up her baggage after her flight arrived in Dallas, she had to make the long trip home back to Barstow, Texas in her rented car.

Many people from her home town knew that Justine would make it big one day and that she'd never come back. The truth was that she didn't want to go back but after being exposed to the big city life, she couldn't wait to return home and spend some days without people bothering her or pointing at her and whispering...especially men.

Luckily, she had called her cousin Tommy and asked if she could spend a few days at his place since his parents had practically left him a mansion to do as he wished.

She didn't want to get in his way and the house was pretty big so that wouldn't be a problem.
 
Tommy Carter hadn't thought he'd ever hear from his cousin Justine. Although they had been close, growing up in the same neighborhood and him being just a year older than her, when she'd landed the modeling job with Victoria's Secret... well, she changed.

The fame must have gone to her head. She had stopped calling and messaging him. She'd gone off to the big city, traveling the world on fancy photo shoots. She'd left small-town Texas long behind her.

And so the call, her pleading, practically begging him to let her basically hide out for a while at his place, was quite the surprise.

His parents had won the lottery just a year ago, and promptly bought a huge house far out from town, and then literally partied themselves into the grave. There was still plenty of money left, more than Tommy knew what to do with, and thousands more poured into his bank account every month.

He was a mess, though. Emotionally wrecked from his parents' early demise, and his cousin abandoning him like she had, left him an angry shell of a man. He'd been self-medicating for months.

"Finally," he growled, seeing Justine's car pull into the driveway. "Finally."
 
When Justine arrived at the house, she parked her car and got out. The heat hit her like a brick. All this time she had been comfortable in her air conditioned car... it had been a while and well, she had forgot about the weather back home.

Hopefully, Tommy was home...perhaps later he could come out and bring in her bags for her.

And she hoped to hell the house was air conditioned.

Walking up the steps, the surroundings completely new to her, she pressed the button for the doorbell. Her red, low cut, tshirt was like a second skin and her jean shorts were just as tight.
 
Tommy heard the doorbell ring. It would take a minute for him to make it from his upstairs room to the front door; just long enough in the sweltering, west Texas heat to ensure that his cousin Justine would be sweating a bit. And from what he saw out the window of her... well, let's just say Tommy was desperate to see more.

He bent over his dresser and snorted up a line of the powder cocaine that was spread out there, and another puff off a joint that lay smoldering in an ashtray.

Properly buzzing now, he made his way towards the front door, stopping to check his reflection in a mirror; he wore a simple tee shirt, gym shorts, and sandals. Making sure there was no remnant white powder around his nose, he headed for the door.

He opened it and looked at her. Her tight clothes clung to her incredible body like a second skin, and the light sheen of sweat glistening on her body certainly didn't help.

"Welcome Justine, come on in," he said with a smile, opening the door wide for her. "Let me give you a hand with them bags, sweetheart," he said, making to take her luggage from her. "Any more in the car?"
 
Entering the house, she found it was a little bit more cooler than it was outside, thankfully. Smiling at Tommy, Justine waiting until he put the bags down and she gave him a hug, "How are you doing Tommy?"

Deep down she was sorry she hadn't been here for him when his parents died, but she was off in Milan and super busy. Even if she wanted to come back, she had her contracts to fullfil.

Taking off her sunglasses, she looked around the house, it was nicely, if not simply, decorated. The only thing she thought, even though it wasn't a good thought, was that Tommy looked so out of place in this house...

"Thank you for letting me stay here for a few days, I really appreciate it."
 
Tommy hugged her back, tightly... perhaps a little too tightly, for a bit too long. She had an amazing, massive pair of tits on her chest, after all, and the feel of them pressed against him was quite nice in his intoxicated state.

"I'm, uh, hanging in there, you know," he replied, reluctantly stepping back away from her, his eyes raking up and down her voluptuous body. If there was anything about her, she was too hot for Victoria's Secret.

"You can stay as long as you need to," he said. "C'mon, let me show you to your room," he said, grabbing her bag and taking her by the hand to lead her deeper into the massive house.
 
Pushing her sunglasses up on top of her head, Justine followed Tommy and looked around she pulled toward her room.

She had noticed her cousin checking her out in the way that a lot of men did when she was out in public. In a way it was a bit uncomfortable but she had ignored it. This was her cousin after all. They had grown up together so why should she feel put off by him? After all, he had been there when she had filled out. Keeping others from teasing her in school and then giving him his first touch.

Yeah, they were real and at times she hated it, but as she got older, she did learn how to live with it. They did, after all, make her money.

When they arrived in her room, Justine couldn't believe her eyes. It was decorated in her favorite color, blue. Tommy had remembered! She smiled and walked in futher into her room. It had a california king sized bed, with four posters... a flat screen TV was on a shelf with a receiver and DVD player. It was very nice.
 
Tommy smiled, watching his sweet and sexy cousin look around her new room.

"You like it?" he asked her, leaning against the door frame. He couldn't help but jog through some memories as he looked upon her, one in particular jumping out, as it always did.

That first feel. The first pair of tits he had ever gotten his hands on had been hers. He remembered it like it was yesterday...
 
Justine nodded, looking back at Tommy. "It's perfect, but really, you didn't have to do this. I could've just stayed in a guest room." A moment flashed through her mind...a memory of Tommy and herself when they were younger at her house when her parents were out of town. They had gotten into some of their liquor and were talking most of the night when things took a turn...

It had started out as simple kissing, asking each other if they ever kissed anyone and when both said they hadn't yet, they decided to practice on each other... it then led to some petting... Justine's top had come off and Tommy's hands wouldn't stop touching her... then his lips...followed by his mouth...

She shook her head clear of that time. They were young, no older than 16... she could feel her face blushing as she cleared her throat...

"If you don't mind Tommy, I'd like to take a shower just so I can cool down a bit, I forgot about the weather here."
 
"I know I didn't have to. I wanted to. Just know you always have a place here," Tommy said. "And know that I'd like it if you stayed for more than just a couple of days," he continued.

He nodded in response to her request. "Sure," he said, pointing towards another door in the bedroom. "You've got a bathroom right through there. All yours. Take your time," he said. "We can order some Chinese food delivery for dinner when you're all done."

With that, Tommy turned and walked away, giving her some privacy. He went back to his own bedroom, shutting the door behind him. Some more coke went up his nose, and he finished smoking the joint. His mind went back to that night, years ago, when so much had happened with her.

One drunk night with his cousin... His own cousin! It had been wrong, but it had felt so very right. He thought about it all the time. Even now, he felt his dick getting quite stiff from the memory. Her tits had been quite large even back then. He couldn't hardly believe she had let him touch them, fondle them, kiss them...

God how he wanted to live that night again!
 
Once Tommy was gone and Justine has some privacy, she quickly unpacked her few belongings and put them away.

Deciding that a bath was better than a shower, she drew one and started to undress. Of course, she had nothing on under her clothes, as far as underwear. She let her hair down and when the bath was ready, she stepped in and sighed in content. It was a hot bath but it felt so good.

For the first time in a long time she felt like she could relax.
 
Tommy sat in his room and flipped on his computer screen. A dark, twisted smile came over his face, his heart thumping in his chest as he clicked through, activating a special program...

His screen came alive in a glorious high definition image. He had hidden multiple cameras throughout Justine's new room, and in the bathroom as well, all of them well camouflaged as common household items.

He turned it on, of course, just in time to see a perfect view of her peeling off her tight shirt, exposing her perfect, massive tits to his hidden view.

His cock stiffened in his shorts, and he couldn't help but stroke his huge, raging hard-on as he watched his sexy cousin slip into the bath...
 
She should have been able to relax but with everything on her mind, that was nearly impossible.

Justine had told those around her that she needed time off because of work..in part, that was true. But the rest of the truth was that she had been fired just 3 days ago because she wasn't what the company considered "Angel Material." She was pretty, they said, but her breasts were too big.. at least for their sort of modeling.

Of course that hurt to hear but seriously, it was part of the business of modeling. She would just find another job but with all that she had already done, was there more she could do?

With a hard sigh, she sank deeper into the hot water and closed her eyes, she just needed some time to get her head on straight and then maybe she would go back...
 
Tommy sat there, watching his cousin as she lay out naked in the bathtub, formulating his own little plan for her.

He was, after all, rather obsessed with her.

He could hardly peel his eyes from the screen. Her gloriously naked and wet body sprawled out before him... he couldn't help but sit there and stroke his thick meat...

He would have her.

Tonight? Maybe not. But soon. Damn soon.
 
Finishing up her bath, Jus stood up from the water, which was cooling fast, and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around herself. She walked over to the room and selected a pair of sleep shorts and a tshirt, but she opted out for a bra. She'd been getting to bed soon seeing as how the trip was exhausting.

Right now, she needed something to eat.

She stepped out of her room and called out for Tommy, wondering if he had any thing for dinner or if they could order something...her treat of course.
 
Tommy had just cum when Justine started to get out of the bath; he snorted up some more coke, rejuvenating himself instantly, and quickly cleaned up the mess he'd made as he watched her get dressed.

Recording everything, all along, of course.

God, but those tits... And no bra! His cock stiffened a bit, as he headed out to meet her. He slid onto the sofa in the opulent living room and turned on the gigantic television that hung on the wall, tuning the channel to a baseball game, and waited for her, positioning himself so he would have a lovely view of her when she walked into the room. His impressively sized cock was already starting to restiffen in his shorts...
 
Justine walked into the large living room where the a/c was going full blast. It felt good in here. There was a warm feeling to the place and she figured Tommy must have had had someone decorate his place for him.

"Hey Tommy.." she said, smiling at him and taking a seat at the end of the other large couch, "I was going to order something for dinner and wondered if you'd like to join me? I'll buy..it's the least I could do after all you've done for me so far... besides...we could catch up a little..what do you think?"
 
"Well, we definitely need to catch up," Tommy replied, "but dinner's on me. I insist," he said. The cool air in the room had caused Justine's nipples to perk up and take notice and make little party hats jut out of her thin tee shirt. Her lack of a bra was quite apparent, and Tommy felt an all too familiar throb in his loins as he gazed upon her.

Her long, tanned, smooth legs were on amazing display as she sat down on the couch across from him. He smiled at her, his mind racing with heated memories. He pulled out his phone. "Chinese sound good?" he asked her, though he was already in the midst of ordering them dinner through an app on his phone. He ordered up a wide array of food for them, more than enough for the both of them.

"Can I get you a drink?" he offered, standing up. "I'm thirsty."
 
"Sure, anything you have is fine... " Justine said as she relaxed a little more as she watched her cousin get up. She smiled to herself as she remembered how they would spend a lot of time together when they were younger. They were best friends...

Then the rumors started to go around about how they were kissing cousins...how Tommy had lost his virginity to Justine...and there were some other ones that were just down right nasty.

But now, she knew those rumors were just what they were, rumors. In the modeling world, there were some rumors that were much more gruesome...so in the end, she just blew them off.
 
Tommy smiled back at his cousin, with perhaps a bit of deviousness there... he knew his eyes lingered on her stiffened nipples poking forward the fabric of her thin shirt.

He remembered growing up with her; they had been close, too close, some had said. Maybe the rumors were his fault; people could see the way he looked at her, after all.

And besides... not all the rumors were false. They did have a bit of a history... at least one night that to this day he recalled quite clearly, and fondly.

He went to the kitchen and fixed her something strong: soco and lime, on the rocks, with a secret ingredient: a pill of viagra crushed and mixed into the drink. The alcohol and ice would mask the flavor. The drug would have a similar effect on a woman as it did on a man: causing a rush of blood to the loins, making her pussy as gushing wet as a man would get hard!

He fixed one for himself as well, exactly the same. It would make for a fun night, after all...

He took the drinks back to the living room, and handed one to her, and slid onto the couch next to her. "Cheers," he said, holding his own glass up.
 
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