12 comments/ 89305 views/ 49 favorites My Cousin Is All Grown Up By: FantasyWryter (Hi, first story on here. There is a wee bit of plot, so stick with me, I promise there is sexy time in here) Family reunions... Oh how I hate them. But when you're 23 years old and still live with your parents... Once or twice a year, my massive family gets together, gets absolutely wasted, and pretends to tolerate each other. These get-togethers almost always go the same way. There's some small talk, a few superficial questions, and then everyone starts drinking. Before you know it, everyone is drunk and making snide remarks at each other from across the table. Eventually people pretend to finish eating, sarcastically thank the hosts, and, if sober enough, drive back to the hotel. Yep. Really charming bunch. The worst part? This year, MY family was hosting the reunion. Fantastic. Super. Wonderful. My mom, admittedly a fantastic cook, would spend hours in the kitchen, telling everyone to go away so that she could bitch to her friends about how nobody helps her do anything around the house. My dad would get dressed and start drinking a few hours in advance. "One day... One day you'll see Alex,s are twice as scary as the most vicious beasts under your bed". And he wasn't wrong. My mother had 3 brothers and 2 sisters. All of which were unhappily married, and all of which who were far wealthier than we were. Joe, Jordan, Jeff, Jenna, and Jessie. See a pattern? My mom's name was Jasmine. Yeah. They were really creative. My alliterate aunts and uncles did have three kids, unfortunately I was the middle cousin. Harry and Arnie were both in their late 20's and were far too "hipster" to be seen with me. And Jessie's daughter, Claire, was 18 and just missed being old enough to have anything in common with me. But who knows, maybe she had changed, I hadn't seen her since our grandfathers funeral three years ago. "ALEX!" my mom screamed. "Come down here and set the table". I rolled out of my bed and stretched. For a kid who didn't have a lot going on... I had quite a bit going on. All the time I didn't spend working, I spent working out, and it was showing. My 6 foot frame was rock solid. Hours and hours spent at the local pool had sculpted my chest and abs into "quite the bod", as my gym trainer, Kelly would say. Kelly... Sheesh. I had been sleeping with my personal trainer on and off for about three months now. She was... Well. Built like a personal trainer. She was beautiful. She had long, dark brown hair, bright blue eyes, and a tight, perky body that always made my gym shorts a little tighter than they needed to be. I started thinking about our "sessions" after workouts. How she would follow me into the shower and jump all over me. I felt the bulge in my shorts begin to grow and my mind lingered to the pictures she had sent me the night before. In the pictures, she was spread eagled on the weight bench, completely naked, winking at the camera. I pulled down my shorts and began to stroke... "ALEX. GET THE HELL DOWN HERE" I quickly lifted my shorts and headed downstairs. I was 23 years old, but my mother could still strike the fear of God into me. I reached the top of the stairs and I realized my mother's problem. The entire family was already there, sitting at an empty table. "Ah... Sorry... Headphones..." I weakly muttered. There was a dissatisfied grumble from around the room. It was no secret that I was the failure in the family. College dropout. Wannabe Rapper. I couldn't have been more of a cliche if I had a gold chain around my neck. I rushed into the kitchen and quickly began to set the table. There was however, one empty seat. "Are we missing somebody?" I asked, trying to mentally do roll call. "Um. Yeah. Claire? Your cousin?" my mother snarled. Oh. Yeah. "Oh... My bad. Is she not coming or something?" "She'll be here, she's just stuck in traffic" my aunt, J... something, spat. "Right ,sorry again." I apologized and returned to setting plates. After a quick prayer, everybody began eating and talking. I scarfed down the lasagna and rice as fast as I could, but my plate never seemed to get clean. Every second dripped by tortuously. I finally finished when the door opened. And what I saw... astounded me. It was Claire... But not the little girl I remember. Gone was the prissy, sheltered little girl in a princess dress. Gone was the awkward, twilight loving brat in oversized t-shirts. Gone was the little girl altogether. My jaw dropped. The white low cut top barely concealed any of her supple, round breasts, and skin-tight black leggings left nothing about her shapely legs to the imagination. But what was the sexiest about her was her face. Brilliant green eyes and blonde hair (tied in pigtails) complimented a dazzling apologetic smile. "I'm sorry I'm late everyone, they kept me waiting at the airport, and they couldn't find my luggage. They said they'd call back later..." She drifted off as she realized that everybody was too drunk to notice. They were roo preoccupied with yelling at each other. I laughed. "Did I miss the party?" she asked me as she walked over. "Just barely, your mom called my mom a slut, and then Uncle Joey came out of the closet." "No joke?" she asked, eyebrows raised. "Not at all, he said he had feelings for Jeff. There was a moment of awkward silence" "Well. I mean, a little incest makes every dysfunctional family complete". She was obviously joking, but even hearing her say those words made my dormant dick jump to life. "WHO THE FUCK LEFT THE DOOR OPEN?!" my father drunkenly bellowed from the living room, where he had escaped to. "Oh shit" Claire quickly whispered as she jumped up and started walking to the door. And that's when I saw it. Claire had the greatest ass I had ever seen. The outlines jutted out of the leggings like she was smuggling a Christmas ham. A firm, round Christmas ham. I couldn't stop staring at it. I'd seen asses like that in porn and on celebrities, but nothing even close in real life. She closed the door and turned around quicker than I thought she would. I tried to look away but I'm pretty sure she caught me, mouth open, drooping, ogling her ass. I blushed and tried to look anywhere else, think about anything else, other than her ass or the impressive bulge in my shorts. "Hey Alex" my dad called. "C'mere a sec". Thank God. I thought. I had to get away from there as fast as possible... Unfortunately I forgot how loose my shorts were and as I jumped out of my seat... my erection bumped Claire. "I'm sor-" she stopped before looking down at what had attacked her. I didn't give her a chance to say anything. My face was redder than a tomato and I rushed to my dad. "You know what son..." he started, drunkenly mumbling. "I'm sorry. I-... I'm sorry". Okay. He was long gone. Though I guess I appreciated the opportunity to escape. I bolted upstairs and threw myself through my bedroom door. I would just hide out here until they all left. Then I could just pretend it didn't happen. I probably wouldn't see her for another three years. Hell, I might move out and never see her again. I would be okay. I started to relax. Then I realized, since I had time to kill, that I had a raging boner to take care of. I walked over to the phone and closed my door. After pulling up the pictures, I pulled down my pants and started to stroke. I thought back to my last visit to the gym. I had just gotten done with a killer cardio workout and the shower was hitting all the right spots. "Hey stud" said a voice behind me. I looked back and saw Kelly, completely naked, and soaking wet. "Hey you" I flirted. "That was a great workout. You uh... Really demonstrated your endurance. I was curious..." "About what?" I asked. "Just how long- she emphasized long as she placed a hand on my stiff member- you can last" "Why don't you find out?" I teased. With a quick smile, she dropped to her knees and went to work. What I loved about Kelly was that she never wasted her time. She liked to... Well... Get down to business. She had my 9 inch dick stiff in no time and was bobbing up and down on my head, cradling my balls with one hand, while she fingered herself with the other. She moaned as I started thrusting into it, the vibrations of which made me moan. "you like that?" she tried to say with my head in her mouth. "Didn't your mom tell you not to speak with your mouth full?" I asked. "Maybe you should punish me" Kelly said. But... Her voice sounded different. I looked down and suddenly Kelly was gone. Instead it was Claire smirking as she stroked my shaft. My eyes shot open. Whoa. I can't be having fantasies about my little cousin. That's just... so... wrong. And yet. It felt so right. The danger, the knowledge of how wrong it was... Somehow just made it hotter. And her body was hot enough as it was. I realized that I was still stroking and stopped. I decided to try and focus on the picture of Kelly and get off that way. But before I knew it, I closed my eyes again. I was back in the shower. Slamming into Kelly's pussy from behind, pulling her dark hair with one hand, and grabbing her tiny waist with the other. "Oh my god! Alex, you're so big!" Kelly had screamed. I smiled and kept pumping, I was tearing her up and we both knew it. "FUCK! Don't stop!" she begged. "Or else what?" I teased, slowly pushing every inch I could get into her. "Or else I won't let you fuck my ass". Her voice... I looked down and my hand was grabbing blonde hair. "Fuck!" I yelled. "What's wrong?" taunted my fantasy of Claire. "Can't... handle this?" My eyes shot open again. This was wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong... Maybe if I just finished... I could get it... Get her out of my system. That's when I had the idea. My phone's camera was very subtle... I could snap a few shots of Claire and take it to the bathroom. I mean... An ass like that? in leggings? Was more than welcome in my porn collection. I pulled up my shorts and ran downstairs. I returned to the table where she was awkwardly texting somebody, taking deep breaths and sighing. Which was great. With each deep breath, her impressive bosoms rose and fell, exposing more and more of her incredible cleavage. I snapped my first few pictures while pretending to have problems getting service. She wouldn't even look at me. Then the greatest thing that could have ever happened took place. My uncle Joey stumbled and knocked over the pitcher of water... right onto Claire's breasts. She gasped as the cold water ran down her chest and all over her leggings. Her shirt became very see-through. I snapped off a great picture of her breasts in what looked to be a very skimpy top under her shirt. She got up but the parents didn't make a scene... That's when I had another idea... "Oh shit Claire... Come upstairs, you can borrow one of mom's old dresses or something." She nodded appreciatively and followed me. I bolted upstairs and snatched my camera before grabbing the first dress I could find out of moms room. "Let me clean up the bathroom first" I begged, slamming the door in her face. I ran around, desperately trying to find anywhere I could hide the camera, any place I could conceal my naughty idea. I chose the closet and just prayed she was lazy. I threw some trash away and opened the door. "All yours" I said, trying to be cool. "Thanks" she muttered as she brushed by me. I went to my room and celebrated. What a brilliant idea. I would have video of her stripping for me to use whenever. The thrill, the fierce fire of doing something so wrong, so taboo, made me pre-cum right then and there. I heard the door open and the shuffling of feet as Claire went back downstairs. I bolted to the bathroom... The camera hadn't been moved and was still recording, and by the look of the wet clothes by my sink, she had changed right in front of it. I couldn't wait. I closed the door and pulled up the video. She walked in, and looked back at the door, almost... longingly? She shook her head and started to strip... And oh my god. It was better than I hoped. She peeled off the shirt and unclasped the bra and her massive breasts bounced out. And I don't mean they sagged out, I mean they were too big for a big bra and they shot out. Not only were they huge and wet, but they were perfectly perky. But that wasn't what I wanted to see. That came next. She turned so that her ass was facing the camera and she slowly rolled the leggings down. She wasn't wearing any panties. Her glorious ass faced me. And it made my heart stop. I didn't realize I was jerking off, but I felt the heat rising. She hopped out and it started to jiggle. She turned around and I was pleased to discover that she shaved. Then something happened that I never could've imagined. She started to rub herself. She started biting her lip and squirming. She whispered something I couldn't quite understand... But it sounded like she said "what a cock"... Could she have been talking about me? Could my super sexy cousin have gotten off to me like I am getting off to her?? All suspicions were confirmed when she let out a moan. "Oh Alex..." I painted the floor with my seed. She had masturbated, in my bathroom, on camera... to me. What to do with this knowledge? I could blackmail her? No. I'd be exposed as a serious pervert. I could make a move? Gah... We're cousins. Shit. I forgot we were related. This was all... just a fantasy. A fantasy I could watch on my camera, relive on a computer screen over and over... But one that would never be manifested. It could never happen. I cleaned up the huge load with my boxers and began putting my pants on. But the damn camera looped and started playing from the beginning. I saw that ass My freaking dick got hard again. Thats when I heard the door start to open. I quickly tossed the camera back into the closet. And realized with horror that it started filming... Right over the part where Claire started masturbating. Instead I would have film of some family member busting me, half naked with a stiff dick. I prepared for the worst... What I got? Was the best. Standing in my bathroom doorway... Was Claire... Naked. We both stared at each other for a moment, aware only of our lust and the excitement of taboo. "I-" i started but I was interrupted. Claire barged towards me and stuck her tongue down my throat. I started kissing back and... admittedly moved us closer to the line of film. "No talking" she said. "Just don't talk". I, acutely aware of the rules, just nodded. She nodded back and dropped to her knees. She grabbed my shaft and stared at it in awe. "God, it's even bigger than I thought" she said, gently stroking it. "I've never seen one this big". For a moment I wondered how many she had seen. And if I should worry about using protection... But all thoughts vanished when I felt the warmth and wetness of the inside of her mouth. She twirled her tongue around the head as she stroked my dick with both hands. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I got lost in a sea of ecstasy. She masterfully deepthroated all of me and cradled my balls. I felt the big moment coming and started thrusting into her. She grabbed my hands and lead them to her head and put my whole dick in her mouth. She looked up at me impatiently. I started fucking her throat. I mean, full on, sack to chin fucking her throat, and when I felt my balls started to swell, She pushed away. I felt the orgasm begin to fade. "Wha-" I started before she put her hand over my mouth. "No talking. remember?" She reminded. I nodded and sighed in frustration. My sultry cousin instructed me to lie down and I did. The floor was cold but I wasn't about to complain. Without warning she sat directly on my face. She tasted so sweet. Sweeter than any girl I'd ever been with. I started spelling the alphabet with my tongue and she loved it. She fought to resist moans as I flicked my tongue around her clit. She started grinding into my chin and I licked faster and faster. I almost didn't believe it when she had an orgasm. She started shaking like she was being electrocuted and her face flushed. She collapsed to the floor. As she lay there. Face down, and exhausted. I saw my opportunity to take charge. I moved over and straddled her. She turned her head back to look at me to say something but I slammed into her with such force that her words died in her mouth. I really started railing her. Giving her everything that I had, every thrust, every gyration was at full force and as deep as possible. She started to moan so I shoved the cum-stained boxers into her mouth. She made a noise, which I assume had something to do with the taste of my cum, but I merely fucked faster. She didn't seem to mind because she began to buck back into me. Then I had an idea. The fantasy. "Or else I won't let you fuck my ass". I bravely started rubbing her asshole with my thumb while I slowly rocked into her. She tensed up, but didn't say anything so I continued. I slowly started pushing my finger inside of her anus and she shivered. I moved it around, relaxing the muscles and she started to move from side to side. She spat out the boxers. "Hey! Enough of th-" I grabbed her hair and she stopped talking. "No talking". I pulled out, and slowly eased into her ass. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream as I took her anal virginity on my bathroom floor. I started slow and she lay still. Silent. I began to wonder if I had made a mistake. That was when I noticed her fingers rubbing her womanhood. She was loving it. I started building up speed and depth and eventually I was ramming her ass. She started moaning. "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" she gasped. "DON'T STOP. DON'T STOP." Unfortunately these words just pushed me forward. I had to cum, I needed to. But she came first. I had to hold her down as she orgasmed. I could tell it was powerful, she was flushed everywhere and shaking worse than before. This just got me over the edge. She stopped shaking and I flipped her over. She smiled and pushed her glorious tits together. I started fucking them and then I came. The biggest load of my life splattered all over Claire's face. She tried gasping but I shot off two or three more ropes. For a while we lay there, covered in juices, and scratchmarks. Silently contemplating what just happened. Eventually she got up and washed off her face. I couldn't move, i was too shocked. She leaned down and kissed me. "So... Next family reunion?" I asked. "Sooner than that." She replied. I smiled. "Oh and Alex?" She asked. I looked at her. "I want a copy of that movie" I smiled. Well... Maybe family reunions weren't that bad after all.