A Cousin’s Apartment

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My cousin’s apartment is on the fifth floor. So carrying up my desk is no easy task per say. See, I am going to be staying with her for a couple weeks before I go to the college that I am transferring too. I’m 22, went to community college for a couple years but am now going to a university. Though I can’t move into my place there for about sixteen more days and where I was living, the lease is up and I needed somewhere to go. No way would I go back to living with either my mom or my dad at this point. So here seemed like the best bet.

Getting to the top of the stairs (desk isn’t that heavy!) I noticed my cousin picking up one of the boxes I had carried up beforehand. Hearing me come up the stairs she looked up from grabbing the box, smiled and asked, “This box here, living room or your bedroom?”

“Living room is fine thanks,” I replied.

I couldn’t help but notice my cousin’s cleavage as she was picking up the box. She was wearing a gray corduroy jacket open with a rather revealing lighter green top on underneath, especially from that angle. Her breasts were gorgeously shaped, probably a B cup of some sort. Just guessing, as they aren’t too big but just right and I don’t know too much about that type of thing. Though it was rather interesting that she was wearing what she was. Darcy has always been the “different” one in the family according to others. Being a bit of a computer geek and shy with others she doesn’t know well, she has never been the most outgoing. And at 29 years old, I know she hasn’t had much experience with any guy. Her “quirkiness” seemed to have always stopped that.

Getting the desk through her doorway proved to be more difficult than even getting it up the stairs. But after a bit of maneuvering it proved successful and got it in place in the living room. No extra office in this apartment, and I was only staying for a couple weeks so it’ll be all right.

Looking over after getting it placed Darcy asked, “Max, is that box outside the last one or is there more stuff in your car?”

“I’ve got my bag to grab plus one other box but that’s it. I’ll be right back and go grab that,” I replied.

“Alright, don’t be too long, it is starting to rain!” she replied smiling while undoing the ponytail that her blond hair was in.

On my back to and from my car I couldn’t help but ask myself if I was thinking too hard into the way she was being so openly friendly? Probably. I’ve always thought her attractive with her gorgeous brown eyes, blond hair that goes down her shoulders, long shapely legs (she’s probably about 5″7, I am 5″9), and her slim body yet not too slim. Maybe a little bit of normal people’s excess fat but not much at all. Just not so skinny that sometimes you can see bones. So she was just right in my book.

Getting back to the top of the stairs and her door, I couldn’t help but think that my thinking about her as attractive like this was wrong. It really was, I mean she is my cousin after all. Ahh well, it probably is nothing anyway and after these two weeks I could just go get back into the normal swing of things and all of this will have passed. I’ll be away at college anyway by then, I wont be thinking of my cousin this way then, so all should be well.

Opening the door and walking back into the apartment I noticed my cousin sitting at her computer. It’s in the living room like mine, not too much in there anymore now beside a couple desks, a table, couch and a TV.

“Escape the rain ok? Well I guess uhm… welcome home!” She exclaimed turning to me with a wide smile on her face.

“Yeah, I guess it is isn’t it? At least for a while,” I replied with a bit of a laugh.

“Yep sure is, make yourself comfortable. Go ahead and turn on the TV if you like, probably catch some reruns of Scrubs or something. I never mind those,” she said, turning back to her computer.

“All right I will probably, thanks for all the help Darcy.”

“Not a problem,” she said, turning back toward me. I noticed her eyes briefly look me up and down and she said, “You know, those jeans and shirt really look good on you. You should wear them more often. You’d have women all over you!” with a laugh and a smile looking me in the eyes.

I returned the laughter saying, “Well thanks for the compliment. I’ll be sure to do that.” Looking back at her eyes and matching her smile. I was only wearing a white button shirt with small gray vertical stripes and light pair of jeans that I had gotten a couple years ago overseas. Though I guess they were a bit more form fitting than your average jeans over here.

She had taken her jacket off while I was getting the rest of my stuff; she had even put on some lipstick. Clear or something, but it was definitely visible. That was a bit unlike her, but she for sure looks good sitting there at her computer. Her light green undershirt was a form fitting spaghetti strap top. It really did fit her well. Her breasts in that form fitting shirt looked even more shapely and attractive. bakırköy escort I could tell she was wearing a black bra underneath, from her straps. What was I thinking admiring my cousin like this? This is wrong, though she does deserve such admiration, that’s for sure.

Walking over to the couch, I sat down and turned on the TV starting to look through the channels. I don’t watch TV much and at about 5pm even I knew there wasn’t too much on yet, though maybe some Scrubs reruns like she talked about.

Taking notice, Darcy looked and gave another beautiful smile asking, “Would you like anything to drink? Maybe some water?”

“Yeah some water would be just fine. But I can get it, its ok.”

“Oh no, don’t get up. I was going to get some for myself anyway.”

“Well great thanks,” I replied with a smile that she matched as she went to the kitchen to get us some water.

Coming back from the kitchen and handing me a glass of water she said, “I’ll join you here on the couch. Maybe I can find my DVDs of How I Met Your Mother that I told you about a few days ago. That’s always fun.”

“Thanks,” I said looking at my glass of water. “And yeah, that would be great. Have been looking forward to seeing that show, especially after your high praise for it!”

“Well,” she said laughing, “I hope it lives up to your expectations then! Hopefully I can find them; I don’t have my DVDs too organized, they’re all just stacked in piles of discs so I need to rummage through this box here for a moment…”

Watching someone rummaging through a box couldn’t have been more interesting than this time. Darcy got down on the floor to get to the box, but instead of taking a normal sitting position, leaned on all fours as she started going through the box. With her ass facing right back at me. Was this on purpose? She had an ass that fit her very well and definitely looked good in her tight dark blue jeans that she was wearing.

As I sat there on the couch staring at her, I swear I saw her sway her ass left and right just slightly. No way, that couldn’t be. But I wasn’t seeing things as she did it again. This time in a slow motion probably about four inches both ways twice, all in one motion, playful like. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and was a little unsure what to think really. But I sure did know that it looked really good and was incredibly attractive.

“Found it!” she exclaimed snapping me out of a bit of daze.

“Great,” I replied smiling and looking into her eyes.

“We’ll start with season one,” she said smiling back at me and meeting my gaze for just a moment before putting the DVD in the player.

Walking back to the couch, she picked up the remote on the table and set herself down on the couch, unusually close for a couch that could probably seat four comfortably. The edge of her legs were probably no more than four inches from mine, and since I was leaning into the left corner of the couch, she was somewhat leaning that direction as well. She was close enough that I could smell at bit of a scent coming off her. Not quite sure what it is, but it was pleasant. Though I probably should be ashamed, her being so close is nice albeit rather strange. Was it wrong that I was letting her do this? Maybe it was nothing? If was and it was nothing, I still enjoyed it nonetheless. Light shined off her glossy lipstick as I looked at her flipping through the DVD menu.

After getting to the episode selection and selecting the first one she said, “Alright here we go,” looking at me as she hit enter.

“Excellent, this should be good,” I replied looking at her deep brown eyes and initiating a smile. She returned the smile and settled in on the couch next to me, moving probably about an inch closer now.

It is a rather good show, I must admit. She knows a good show when she sees one, that’s for sure. After about a third of the way through the episode she turned her head toward me and said, “You know, sometimes I wish we weren’t cousins. Then I could date you.”

That came out of no where I thought as I laughed, smiled at her and continued looking at her. She continued to smile at me and with that, moved those last three inches and against me. Sides of our bodies touch, I could really smell her fragrance. Now it smelled a little bit fruity but not sure what type really. She put her left arm over my shoulders, her right arm on my leg just above my knee and nestled her head into the right side of my chest.

At that point she looked up at me with her gorgeous deep brown eyes and loose strand of hair going past the edge of one of her eyes and said rather softly, “I know it may be wrong, but please hold me Max.”

“I wouldn’t miss the chance,” I replied looking into her eyes and returning her soft smile. I put my right arm around her, between her and the couch so my hand rested on her side just above her waist. I could feel her soft, beautiful body through that form fitting green top. beşiktaş escort That combined with her fragrance was wonderful, albeit a little bit wrong.

Continuing to look up at me, and ignoring the episode of How I Met Your Mother that was playing, Darcy said rather sheepishly, “I like you. More than just a cousin, like actually like you. I don’t know how or what has gotten into me but I do.”

Looking back at her I smiled as my heart fluttered. I knew it was wrong, but I knew I liked her too, especially holding her like this on the couch. “I know,” I replied, giving her a comforting smile. “I like you too you know.”

“I can tell, your eyes show it.”

“Well I hope that is good thing.”

“Oh it is! I wouldn’t want it another way now,” she said softly her face probably being about 5 inches away from mine now, somewhat beaming.

With that I touched her right cheek gently with the back of my fingers and brushed her hair out of her eyes putting it behind her ear. “I hope you know that you are really gorgeous,” I said softly.

She blushed a little bit as she continued to look into my eyes and smile at me. I then leaned toward her to kiss her and she met me half way. Her lips were incredibly soft and moist. Her lipstick seemed to have a mix of strawberry and mango. It was incredibly inviting and it showed as we continued to kiss for probably about ten minutes. Our lips rarely leaving each others mouths even for just a moment, as it felt like it lasted so long, but that was great thing.

After awhile, we both pulled away slowly, looking at each other in our eyes. She gently ran her tongue slowly on her lips and said, “I…I can’t believe we just did that. It, was…wonderful but we just…”

“Made out, yes I realize that,” I said returning her beautiful smile. “I hope though, you don’t mind me initiating that again.”

“No,” she chuckled as she smiled at me. “Definitely not, even though I should.” Her voice then got a little quieter as she looked up at me somewhat whispering, “please continue will you?”

Smiling at her as she said that, I bent my head down and whispered in here ear “of course sweetie,” I could tell her smile grew when I said that and I then kissed her again. Her soft, sensual and sweet lips meeting mine once again; this time more out of want than somewhat surprise and shock. I ran my fingers along her slight bit of skin of her stomach showing between the top of her jeans and her top. Gently along as I then slipped my hand underneath her shirt and slowly moved my hand up her side, feeling her incredibly soft and smooth skin. It was incredible to the touch.

I stopped as I felt the side of her bra. I ran a finger along the bottom edge of her bra from left to right, slowly and gently, feeling the very beginning of her curves there. I could tell between our kisses that she sucked in a small but sharp breath as I passed under her left and then right breast. Then moving my hands down to her sides and the edges of her shirt, I slowly began inching it upwards. She knew what was happening, let go of me and lifted her arms so I could get her top off.

Her black bra had a little bit of lacing on it toward the edges. Running a hand over her stomach, her skin is incredibly soft and as I did so, she somewhat pushed out her breasts toward me as she started to reach for the buttons on my shirt. Running both of my hands up her body, I slowly and gently brushed my hands over her gorgeous breasts, somewhat cupping them on the outside of her bra. I gently ran the sides of my thumbs over where her nipples are and she moaned slightly.

I looked up from what I was doing to her eyes and she stared at me with a longing look. Saying, “Oh Max…mmmmmm…god don’t stop now, please keep going…”

“I think stopping now would be bad on almost every level…” I said cracking a smile at her.

“Mmmm…yes, yes it would be,” she replied as she unbuttoned the last button of my shirt and took it off. Running her hands over my chest and relatively flat stomach, she kissed me three times on the chest and then once on the lips before saying, “You have really soft skin. I really can’t wait till I feel it against my own completely.”

I smiled at her and pulled her close to me and against me, feeling her stomach and soft skin push into mine. We began to kiss again as I gently kneaded her back around her bra straps. As well as massaging the back of her shoulders a little bit. As we continued to kiss for a while, I unclipped her bra and let the sides fall down a bit. The only thing somewhat holding it in place is us being pushed together. That didn’t last long though as she moved away to remove her bra and reveal her breasts to me.

“Do you… like them?” she said rather sheepishly with a smile and looking me in the eyes.

“My god,” I said as looked at my cousin’s breasts, no more than 6 inches away from me. They were gorgeous and incredibly shapely. Not really big, but not really beylikdüzü escort small either, just right really. Her nipples weren’t huge, probably about the size of a nickel. They were mild pink in color and very upright. She was turned on, that’s for sure.

Gently massaging the sides of her wonderfully soft breasts without touching her nipples at all I said, “It looks like someone is a little turned on,” with a smile looking back into her eyes.

She giggled a little bit as she looked down at her hard nipples, then glanced down toward my crotch and back into my eyes saying with a little bit mischievous smile, “Well it looks like I’m not the only one.”

“No, well… I guess you are not,” I replied smiling back at her as she ran a hand now my chest, over my stomach and on top of my jeans. She slowly began to outline my cock on my jeans, which was getting harder by the second. Noticing that, she placed her palm on my cock and gently moved her hand up and down over my jeans.

I let out a bit of a moan and she said, “You like that, don’t you?”

“Yes, yes I most certainly do…mmmm,” I moaned lightly as I began to massage her breasts a little more, rubbing over her hard nipples with my thumbs. “And you like that right?”

“Mmmmm….oh yes…please. I haven’t had a guy touch me like this before.”

Smiling at her, I gave her a gentle kiss on the lips and pushed her softly down on her back on the couch. Getting on top of her and gently pushing our bodies together, we started kissing passionately as well as starting to instinctively grind our crotches together a little bit.

After a couple minutes I started kissing down her body: first her chin, then her neck, her chest and then her breasts. Starting to lightly massage her breasts I started to give gentle kisses around her nipples yet being careful not to touch them. After kissing both breasts I began to gently suck on her nipples.

“Mmmm…oh Max…mmmmmm…please don’t ever stop!” she exclaimed as I continued to suck on her nipple.

I started to gently flick her hard nipple with my tongue while gently touching her other nipple between my thumb and index finger. But not rolling it just gently pinching it. Switching nipples I continued to suck on her breast and play with the other. Flicking gently and then a little bit faster with my tongue. After awhile I worked my way back up to her mouse, kissing her body softly all along the way. After kissing her on her lips again, we sat back up.

She looked at me and said, “That was wonderful. I know all of this that we are doing is wrong but I don’t care at all anymore. After feeling you against me and you touching me, it doesn’t even cross my mind anymore.” She then stared into my eyes, smiled and whispered softly, “I so want you right now.”

“I don’t think we need to worry, no one is going to find out here in your apartment,” I said back with a smile and returning her gaze. “I want you just as much right now too.”

At that we started kissing strongly again and her hand found her way to outlining my cock through my jeans again while my hand went back to gently pinching and touching her nipples. Though it didn’t take long for her to unbuckle my belt and start unbuttoning my jeans.

“Why did you have to wear jeans that are hard for me to unbutton?” Darcy asked as we stopped kissing for a moment and she was concentrating on my jeans. The jeans I wore had five buttons down the crotch, instead of a zipper.

“Like I knew this was going happen,” I said.

She giggled a bit, kissed me once and unbuttoned the last two buttons of my jeans. She slipped her hand inside but still over my regular boxers that I was wearing. She started gently rubbing my cock through my boxers, not grasping it up slowly going up and down.

Looking down at what she was doing she said with an obvious smile on her face, “My you are quite happy. You’re getting even harder now that I have freed you from those restrictive pants somewhat. But those have to come completely off,” motioning toward my jeans.

“Mmmm…oh Darcy…there’s no problem with that,” I said as I jostled my jeans off so all I had on was my boxers.

As we sat there next to each other on the couch, pushing into each other as best we could in this position, with her still gently outlining my hard cock through my boxers I started to gently slide my hand down her stomach. Reaching the top of her jeans I heard her take a quick sharp breath inward as her legs automatically spread a little. Running my hand over her jeans button and slowly going down the zipper to the stitching between her legs, I gently started rubbing her pussy through her jeans up and down slowly.

“Mmmmm…oh god…yes, just like that…mmmmm,” Darcy moaned as I continued to feel her through her jeans.

“You like that, sexy?” I whispered in her ear.

“Mmm…oh yes…just like you like me rubbing your cock like I am hun.”

“Mmmm…yes, like that. I am glad. Though I’m afraid its time these come off,” I said as I moved my hand up a bit. I undid her button, zipper and began to tug her jeans down.

As she lifted herself up a bit and slip her jeans down and all the way off she whispered softly, “Afraid? No babe, these definitely do need to come off.

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