A Matter of Related Twists ( closed for leopardlover and myself)

landiek

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I was living in Spain with my Father when I came of age. I was dumb on any American relatives I might have save for a letter then my Mother left for me before she was transferred to another post.

It seemed that her being in another country was the answer for the divorce between my parents. I lost touch with her and after turning eighteen I decided to move to the states and meet my estranged family.

I was at the airport waiting for some cousin to pick me up, which was arranged by Mother's sister Janet.

I noticed a sign reading Molly MacGregor

I walked over to the young man holding the sign. I must admit that I have the scottish hair and green eyes. I stand nearly five eleven without shoes but my heels bring me to six one. Of course I was not used to the change in weather in the states either as my silk dress was too thin for the aburpt winds.
 
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Tommy groans, slightly frustrated as he waits to meet some cousin or another from Spain. He was only told she was right about his age, a year younger. He was basically told he had no choice in the matter, asked by his aunt, told by his mother. He is tall, standing 6'2" without shoes, a bit taller with. He's leanly muscled, not skinny or big. On top of it he is slightly frustrated. He had to cancel his date tonight. It is one he had been looking forward to, as it was with a girl who would put out, and had promised to take his virginity tonight. Most any could imagine how one would feel with that taken away. He looks decent, dressed in blue jeans, a dark green hoodie and a pair of sneakers. He sees the family resemblance, from their shared red hair to their light green eyes.

"Molly?"

He tries to be bright, cheerful, welcoming as he waits for a response.
 
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I smiled at this face. It was like a known thing despite our first ever meeting.

"Yes, I'm Molly." I replied as I pulled one of my suitcases behind me as a lost puppy. "You'll have to forgive me, but are you Aunt Janet's son or one of Aunt Kelly's boys?"

It was sort of straggering to look him over. That handsome face and green eyes like mine. A smile that could melt butter two or three times over and being on the receiving end I finally understood why my Mother said she came from a lovely family. Of course in looking him over, he seemed well endowed which made me twitch uncomfortably as my mind flashed all sorts of chippendale images of my newly met cousin upon a stage dancing eroticly.

"I have to claim my cases." I said with a slight blush. I didn't think it to well to be overviewing him so blantantly.

We went to the lower level to get my other cases, I never thought about much as several attendants let out the whistles when I walked by. I have a large bosom which in Spain makes you very ignored but in the States my 40 D jugs were a sight to behold and of course the nips were showing off as well against the scooped neckline of my emerald dress. Plus from behind I am well shaped with tanned legs and heart shaped butt, my only saving feature or so I was led to believe.

I gathered the impression from my cousin that I was doing something wrong when the vent spewed a blast of hot air and revealed a good deal of bare flesh from under my skirt. I was a little mortified as some ladies gasped at me and started talking about undergarments and shameful behavior.
 
He knows who the whistles are for, and has to concur. Walking beside and alternately behind, the view is stunning, though he shoots a glare or two at the few who seem stupid enough to do more. She is his cousin after all.

"I'm your Aunt Janet's youngest. Mum sent me down to pick you up. I was not all that thrilled at the idea but...I dont think I mind nearly so much now that we've met"

Tommy is really trying to be nice, and not ogle the 40D breasts that peek out from the low cut dress. His gaze keeps dropping though, focusing on the nipples he sees quite clearly. She turns around and Tommy thinks he will have a reprieve. But he is wrong A perfect heart shaped butt is outlined by the softly cascading dress. He shifts about uncomfortably, as if his pants have suddenly grown a bit tighter. Then she bends over to grab her cases and the vent blows the fabric upwards.

At this point he had been picturing her as she was picturing him. It had just gotten to the point where he was imaging her lower half, how itd look nude, when he is shown. It is even better then he imagined. Her cheeks looks firm and round, not to plump, not too small, but somewhere in between. Just perfect. Add to it the fact that her position let him catch a teasingly brief glimpse of her plump, shaved, pussy lips and he can only stand in shock, staring for the world to see, his jeans tenting, mouth slightly gaped open.

His mind is scrambled, trying to tell him he should not be looking at her like this, should most definitely not be getting hard at the sight of his cousin's body. But he can't help it. The view is stunning and his mind was already in that direction, thinking aboiut the date he was to be on, and could maybe still make happen.
 
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I grabbed the cases and turned around. I noticed that my cousin was rather flushed and for no wonder as those jeans were bulked. I lowered my eyes demurly but felt a ripple roll through my body.

I wasn't sure about so many things but I knew one thing my cousin was a hottie and in Spain you latched on tight or else you was busted as a loser.

"Can we get some American burgers, I'm rather straved, those flight meals are like cardboard." I said with an honest smile.
 
"Uh...Yeah...I'm Tommy by the way. Well, everyone calls me Tommy..."

He tries to snap himself out of the slight daze the sight has put him in. He takes her luggage, hefting it easily as he moves to his car, a rebuilt 67 mustang, a pet project of his. He puts her cases in the back then opens Molly's door for her, taking the moment when her back is turned to adjust himself in his pants. Now feeling slightly more comfortable, the bulge not quite so obvious, he moves around the car to his own side and gets in. He looks over smiling.

"What kind of burger you want? We've got Wendy's, McDonald's, Burger King, Friendly's and a few small restaurants, more mom and pop style. I'd recommend one of those. Takes longer but the food is better."

He smiles easily, partially from the image that refuses to leave his mind even though he is trying to pretend that it never happened.
 
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Choices, I stared at him with a blank look. "Ummmm, okay." I said slowly.

I had burgers from home and dinners at some of the finest Spanish restaurants. There is little choice with Dad on where to eat so even now I was at a loss. Some of the places he mentioned I had never heard of before.

His car was another delight. mostly because it was a true car. No jeeps for me, I stepped up into the real world. "This is a really nice car. What sort of miles to the liter do you get?"
 
"Well then. With that assertive answer...Let's hit Danielle's. The best burgers in town. At least I think so."

He starts the car and backs out, before headin towards his favorite place to eat in town, thinking about the question.

"Well, theres about 4 liters to a gallon so...I think...Somewhere between 4 and 5 miles to the liter. Not bad."

He drives at the speed limit, maybe just a tad over, talking amicably, getting to know her.

"So what do you do for fun in Spain?"
 
"Nope not too bad, I suppose. But they aren't liters here are they?" I smiled at my cousin "Well, there is football which I am a fair hand at. There was our prom which I attendied with another Army brat. Occassionaly movie or socail get together that was sponsered by the Teacher Parent Union."

I turned and noticed all the signs. There was a world of differences away from Dad's base and I was absorbing as much of it as I could in the rushing blur.

"What about you? What is your fun thing to do on a sunny day? What sort of football player are you? Aunt Kelly said her John was into basketball but that was twelve years ago before Mum went to Japan."

I also noticed his speed which made me smile despite my tightening clench on the arm rest. My last joyride was with a medic out to the feild at breaking speeds of seventy on a muddy road. Of course one can't count the train to the airport it is always moving like a snail when you're sitting down.

"I hear that quite a few good movies are out." I was hoping that maybe he might show me more of the non-military world at leisure, even crossed my fingers for good measure.
 
Tommy looks a bit surprised, but pleasantly so. He continues going down the highway towards home, just over the limit, just low enough the cops won't give him issues, slowing as the reach the exit they need.

"So that's why you have such a great body. You play soccer. I think. You call it football. We call it soccer. Have two goalies, kick a checkered ball into fairly large nets. Prom was alright, though it's been a year or two now. College parties are fun though. Maybe we can go to one soon. There is a campus nearby. Having a party tomorrow night."

"I'm not much into it myself. I'm okay though. I'm better at what we call football. Much better. But even that, I'm not on the team. As to the movies, there are some great ones out. What kind are you into? Of course, I'll have to wait a day or two. Soon as I get you home mom and the aunts will want to talk to you. I don't know if they told you or not but you'll be staying at my place. I live close to mom's house but not stiflingly so. A maybe ten minute drive. Is that okay with you? I have all the amenities."

He occasionally glances over, smiling.
 
I bounced hearing about a party, one that was with a college name attached to it. My heart jumped in my chest as I tried to ask more about it.

"Are you invited to the college party? I've never been to one before." I blurted.

He mentioned the family inquistion which I was well expected to have as many details as possible. I was well versed by my Father on most of the relatives from when he and Mother got married and the letters that I had read being left behind.

Apparently Mother mentioned not liking married life or children, It was rather wrenching to learn that two weeks before I graduated school. It also explained her not writing to us after she reached Japan. This was a fact I kept to myself.

"No I only got told that someone would pick me up at the airport and not to worry about finding a job right away. Aunt Kelly said that I was to get to know my family. I heard that most of them have never seen me before. " I explained quickly. "I don't see in any harm in staying with you."

I felt that pull in my belly again. Gods, Tommy was so cute and the way he smiled, I just wanted to melt. "So are we going to eat first then meet the family?"

I was hoping to eat then I might not be so nervous. I was afraid that arriving at the house would be a family reunion nightmare. The pictures of family hardly prepared me for the mob I meet today.
 
"Of course. I would not have mentioned it otherwise. You can go as my date if you want. From what I've been told your father is -very- strict. Must have sucked living on an army base."

"Its good that you won't mind living with me. You could stay at Mom's, yours or mine I think but everyone thought it'd be easier if you were with me. I'm single, closer to everything and your age. Though I do have to admit I wasn't all that much for the idea at first. Let's just say...Today has opened my eyes to possibilities."

There's a slight gleam in his eyes and he seems to space out for a moment. Though he quickly gains his composure again it's pretty obvious his thoughts are of the lewd and lascivious kind. Half the thoughts running through his head are pictures of her naked bottom as she bent over. And the thought is keeping his jeans uncomfortably tight.

"We're almost to the restaurant. I told Mom and the aunts it might be a bit. That I was going to show you a few of the sights. Maybe get you some food so that you could calm down a bit. I grew up with everyone around and I still get overwhelmed when everyone gets together sometimes."

He pulls into the little restaurant, a quaint affair that resembles the diners of the fifties with a large sign atop it that has Danielle's printed in large letters. He parks and gets out, opening Molly's door for her then escorting her inside.

Danielle calls out to him.

"Hey. Who's the beauty? Haven't seen you bring someone in with you in a long time. Usual table?"

Tommy just responds with a laugh. "Yep. usual table. We'll call once Molly decides exactly what she wants."

He brings his cousin to his favorite booth in the corner. The lit is dim here, soft, away from the hustle and bustle that usually surrounds the diner.
 
"Well there were a lot of pros and cons to the Army from a child's perspective. I just accepted it as time wore on. When Dad suggested I think about college, I really was more interested in meeting my family. Lots of my friends talked about aunts and uncles and cousins that they grew up around before the latest transfer. I was soo jealous." I watched his face. "Dad was very strong. he only felt that I deserved better things. I didn't date without a chaperone until my Prom date."


I blinked twice, did I hear him right. My mom was back in the states. I kept quiet, I couldn't think of anyting to say about that. I was crushed that he probably knew her better then I did.

"Well I hope to make some of those possiblities more then just thoughts." I replied kinda seductively yet softly. I guess he didn't hear me as he talked about eating.

This place was like nothing I had seen before as we walked in. I was amazed at the colors and the talking and music. I guess I was stunned as Tommie led me to a table. "This is one of your fave places?"

His nod was answer enough and I was running my hands over the laminated menu. This was a place you rsaw on movies but never dreamed of really being in one. "I want it all." I looked at the pictures and nearly drooled over the malt milkshakes.

I finally settled on a two hand burger and jumbo fries with the thickest strawberry shake imaginable. My eyes were fully open as the sights were exciting me and that excitement was making my thighs feel sticky.

I hoped that Tommy wouldn't mind letting me have a little time to myself back at his place. I knew which of my toys were going to get me over this need too.
 
"That...Must have made life boring. I couldn't imagine a chaperone on a date. How would I find the chance to...Well, nevermind. It'd be a bit more boring and stifling than I could handle. Thankfully my father is nowhere nearly that strict, nor is my mom. They're actually really cool. For parents. Mom's still a lawyer. And Dad...Dad stays at home. Looks after things. One of the best cooks you will ever meet."

Tommy hears, and he twitches in response, but doesn't speak, not sure that she meant it the way his body is responding to it. He could have sworn he heard a seductive quality to her tone but that is impossible. She is his cousin. She'd never...Would she?

Tommy laughs at her expression of wide eyed wonder, and her obvious enjoyment ofthe surroundings. He orders the same, though his shake is a blend of vanilla and strawberry. He eats with gusto as does she. He pauses after a few bites of burger and a sip from his shake.

"How's the food? Is it to your liking? Is it me or is it a bit hot in here? And I like your perfume....I've never smelled it's like before. Musky...But...Very very good"

He doesn't realize it but what he is smelling is her arousal, an arousal he shares. As soon as he gets home he is taking a long, hot, shower. He has to get rid of the tension somehow, and quickly as he can.

"I think I will let Mom know we'll be a bit of a while before we get home. I'm sure you'd like to droip your bags off, would maybe like to rest a little while. And I could really use a nap or shower. Or something."
 
"I guess that means he cooks the goose for Christmas, eh?"

"Mmmmm this is soo good. I never thought a burger could be so heavenly!" I was savoring each bite of juiciness. When he mentioned that it felt warm, I was thinking just the opposite. However I didn't say so because I was just getting into the real world which must have been comical to some kids at another table that were pointing at us.

I blushed when he mentioned perfume, it only added to the semi-discomfort that I was feeling. My mind went straight for the "pulser" and I hoped that my room was soundproof or my dear cousin would find out just what a horny girl I am. I really choked on my bite when he suggested "or something"

How did I reach out and make a sexual gesture to someone I just met without coming off as a prev? Yet the suggestion of time to calm down and unwind was a blessing in disguise. "I think that sounds like a good idea."

Everything was a whirl after that, I didn't even seem to notice that we had left Danielle's until we pulled up into a small driveway. I blinked several times just trying to absorb the fact that we were at his place.

Tommy being the gentleman that his mother intended opened my door and nodded to the door. A real home, a house and not some army base apartment squeezed between two dozon other replicas. I stood there just staring at the very thing I once dreamed of having. I started to cry tears of joy as the feeling washed over me which I was to get the impression disturbed Tommy.

I snapped from my awestuck world when I heard the trunk open. I turned around and helped to get my three bags. Thankfully he grabbed the biggest one that had the heavy things in it. Little did my dear cousin know was that my whole life was in these three bags. Strange how the military can do that to someone, but I learned fast to keep my keepsakes to a minimum but now I was in the states and somewhere that I could settle down and stay at for the rest of my days if I wanted to.

"Home, a real home." I smiled at Tommy. He may have never quite understood me at this moment but we had a long time to learn as I adjusted to the civilian lifestyle.
 
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"Well, we cook turkey usually. But yes. And I help. Told you. Danielle's is the best. Even Dad's burgers are not as good."

He notices her blush at his words...then it strikes him. Could it be? Could the musky scent not actually be perfume, but something else? Something embarassing like the tent in his jeans? He is not sure.

They finish their meal quickly before paying and heading out the door towards hom, a cute two story building with a great view. His is one of three apartments, his on the second floor, covering most of the floor his apartment is on. He looks at it a moment then Molly starts, out of nowhere, to cry.

Setting her luggage down he leans in close and hugs her for a few seconds, so hes half behind and half to the sight of her, pressed close."Hey. Cheer up. I swear. I'm not that bad. And neither is the family. My apartment is awesome. So no being sad. Have fun. Relax. And come on."

He retakes two of the bags before bounding upstairs and unlocking the door, waiting so Molly can enter first. "Mi casa su casa Senorita."
 
I was nearly ready to creme myself when he moved behind me.. I would have sworn to the angels above that I could feel his cock press against my ass and was certain that I was ready to swoon.

Thankfully Tommy opened the door and let me go first. I stepped inside and saw that it was awesome. My knees felt weak as I looked over the front room it was real and colorful.

"Oh God, I've died and gone to heaven." I uttered while staring at the pictures and the real couch. I couldn't help myself I had to know, I practically run into the kitchen and began to touch the refridgerator. It was huge compared to those little slender closet ones I had grown to despise. I touched everything and even discovered the dishwasher. At first I was confused at what it was suppose to be used for but that passed as I touched the stove. A true home with everything including a real kitchen. This had to be something of a first for Tommy to just watch me.

"Where's my room?" I asked almost in excitement.
 
Tommy laughs as she takes it all in. "Ill show you. I had been thinking about getting a roommate of some sort as I've had a spare room since I've been here. Mom sent over a spare bed from the house there. Well, I brought it over. She commanded. I just followed orders."

As he moves around he shows her the different rooms, from the 27 inch television with full hook ups, including vcr, dvd player, xbox and playstation 2 to his computer, though he does not open any of the folders, except one as he passes to cover one particular file name, one hes not sure he wants her to see.

He then continues through, showing her her room, a fairly neutral room, empty of all but the full sized bed and a bureau. "This is your room. You can decorate it however you want to while you are here."

Tommy sets the bags down and shoos her forward to another door in the room. It opens onto a full bathroom set. He points out this and that, where he keeps the towels, sheets, laundry detergent and suchthen prods her on again through the next door, which leads into his bedroom.

His breath catches when she stops unexpectedly. His hands come to her waist to steady himself, as well as her, his momentum having kept him going to run into her, the bulge in his jeans pressing firmly against her cheeks. He grinds against her for a few seconds without thinking about it before taking a step back, looking apologetic. "I didn't mean to....Sorry..."
 
"Sounds like my Da and your Mom are more closely related then we think.. he does a lot of commanding too." I chuckled.

"I have my laptop, too" I mentioned.

"Didn't mean to get a little cheeky?" I felt the strongest urges to do insane things with Tommy, especially since I had felt his cock touch me twice in less then an hour.

I turned and faced my cousin, I didn't try to hide the demure looks as his bulge was becoming more and more uncomfortable. Nor was I hiding the fact that this time I did cum from that intimate caress.
 
"Uh...No...I didn't mean to be...Cheeky. Was accidental. I swear. And I am sorry if I...Well, I guess I did not."

The smell is even stronger now, and Molly is looking flushed. Tommy gets a little bit worried so he asks "Are you okay? you look kind of flushed. If it's too hot I can turn the heat down." He shifts uncomfortably, unsure of himself. He just ground his crotch into his cousin's ass, albiet through clothing, but she doesn't seem to mind even a little bit. She seems almost to have enjoyed it.

"Again, I swear I didn't mean to. It was accidental. Youre my cousin and all. But I was gonna lose my virginity tonight...Then your skirt flew up...Such an amazing sight....And we keep seeming to rub against each other... Not to mention that wonderful smell...Couldnt help myself when you stopped and I ran into you. Please don't tell mom. She'll kill me."

He is rambling and saying things he shouldnt, but can't help it. The words just keep coming out.
 
"I wouldn't say anything to anyone.... but you were saying that you're still a virgin." My heart jumped to my throat knowing such a secretative aspect about my cousin.

I turned and faced him. "In some spots where we lived near, there were some that felt that it was wise for their virginity to be disposed of.. it sounds rather morbid to some when you hear how it is done.. but it is a reality to make one more aware of things... and I did it too."

I paused expecting a lecture. Tommy's face was more of a state of not catching the drft rather then blaming.

"Girls, can be taught to enhance their feminine wiles.. the virginity status really wasn't the issue as much as knowing what happens in the bed chambers after the wedding." I explained. "The Matrons, well they showed a young lady how to use things to bring their bodies more pleasure....."

I gulped harder, for a moment I felt like I was about to tell my Father my darkest secret. I could feel the pimples dot along the surface of my flesh and the knot forming in my stomache. I was telling him stuff that I had kept secret for almost a year.

I realized that my body was near to sweating as my knees trembled, instead I did the most rational thought provoked, I kissed his lips like I was straved for attention. The kind of kiss that sends fireworks out and makes the toes curl, the ones that can twist your insides about and still feel dreamy.

My arms went around his neck as I closed my eyes and let nature take its course as I stood in front of his body, pressing to his chest and kissing his lips passionately, feeling the chapped cracks of his lips and the edges of each tooth that my tongue swished along before twirling over his.
 
"Oh. Uh yeah...Please don't tell anyone its kind of embarrassing to be my age and a virgin...The opportunity just has not happened..."

He is a bit confused, not sure exactly what she is saying. But what he was thinking she meant is confirmed when she explains. She is not a virgin anymore. Which is no big deal to him. Most of the females he knows no longer are.

He is caught unawares by the kiss, arms reflexively tightening around her, pulling her close so their bodies grind together, matched perfectly in height so the curves of their bodies go together like a jigsaw puzzle

He groans softly into her mouth, not having really kissed much before, and enjoys it, following her lead, kissing hungrily, deeply, hands moving up to cup her head, hold her there. He wants the kiss never to end, to keep enjoying the soft fullness of his cousin's lips. But after a time he pulls away, needing air, his breating harsh.

"Uh...that was...Uhhh..."
 
"Exciting...." I finished, as I stared into his eyes. Ones that reflected some glimmer or promise that our moment of lust wasn't going to just flicker out like a dying candle at the end of the wick.

I stood there wondering what was going thru his mind right now. I noticed that blush along his neck, something that I would get when kissing someone new or when I was at a loss for what to say or do.

please say something I thought to myself. scream at me or scare me to be better.. just do anything!

For a second I guessed that it might be best to apologize and keep my distance and find my toys to take care of my carnal needs and that made me feel dejected inside. I wanted Tommy, badly but I was just not going about things correctly for him.
 
"Very...And I want another...and another..."

He pulls her close again, his lips playing over hers, tasting her as his tongue traces her lips and his hands hold her even tighter. He decides to take a chance, sliding his palms up under the fabric of her skirt, moving slowly upwards, blushing all the while, his eyes searching her face for a sign to stop.

His body was still held close to hers, as hard as possible through his pants against the thing material of his clothing. He looks like a starving man at a buffet, wide eyed, not sure where or what to start with, or if its even real, if he can eat or not as his lips move from hers again.

"I want...But dunno if you...And even if you do...I might do it wrong....Or too quick...Or...yeah... I can usually talk..
 
I moaned as his hands brushed over my body, I was feeling the ripples of heat flooding my chest. The way our tongues were moving, it only made me feel hotter.

JUST FUCK ME! My mind was screaming as my hands moved along his arms. I never looked afraid or ashamed. I least I didn't think I was.

When he started to stammer, I saw the facts. "yes, I want to too."
 
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