Megan thought about James constantly. She thought it was a harmless crush and then a one-time drunken tryst. But that second time seemed so...meant to be. It was as if they were long-time lovers fulfilling a destiny. She tried not to let her feelings grow deeper, but couldn't help it. She understood that he was married, and that even if he wasn't -- they couldn't be together because her father would kill her. It would be forbidden. James was her father's cousin. That made her his second cousin. Certainly legal. But her dad would have a conniption.
But, deep down she couldn't accept it. She still held out hope that some day, some way -- maybe it could happen. Somehow.
James and Megan remained friendly on Facebook as the days turned into weeks, which turned into months. Neither time, nor distance cooled things off between them. Outwardly, sure. They both played it cool and kept it friendly. But inwardly...that was another story entirely.
James's smoldering lust for her only increased over the winter. They would chat every couple of weeks. He would jerk off to her pictures. All the time. And just when his feelings for her started to cool off, she would post another set of pics. They were innocent pictures, nothing sexual or erotic. Just your typical Facebook pictures. But seeing her beautiful, photogenic face never failed to set him off. She had piercing blue eyes and cute dimples that gave her a great smile. She was chubby, but carried it well and had great breasts.
Summer came and went and things didn't change. They would chat maybe every three or four weeks instead of every one or two, but his feelings for her continued to increase. They started to occasionally get into sex talk and work each other up. He found out that she didn't mind anal, and actually loved it when a guy played around down there. She also again referred to herself as a "cum slut". She became incredibly turned on at the very thought of feeling a penis ejaculate inside her. So their sex talk would revolve around that.
But it was pretty clear that her living three-and-a-half hours away, him being married ... and them being (second) cousins -- were too many obstacles to overcome. Another winter arrived and Megan started dating a nice guy who was really good with her kid. James's chats with Megan slipped to every five or even six weeks. And the sex chat was done. But his simmering lust for her remained, even if it was put on the backburner for the time being.
In reality, Megan would have continued the sex discussions. She loved her boyfriend, but with James it was different. It was like... a lifelong fantasy. A love that seemed more "real", if forbidden. And no matter what happened with her life, her family and the men in it -- James would always have a part of her heart. She tried hard to give all of herself to her boyfriend. He was a really great guy. But the heart wants what it wants.
In early summer, about twenty months since last seeing and making love to James, Megan went down his way to visit her father (his cousin Dave). That was less than an hour away from James. She was spending a week there with her daughter -- and not her boyfriend. On the second day she planned to head into the big city to visit her cousin for the day. What she didn't tell Dad was that she would cut that visit short -- really just a brunch -- and swing by James's nearby town.
Megan made the thirty-minute train ride to James's town and he picked her up at the station. Her heart pounded with excitement and her pussy tingled when she saw him. Her face flushed and her heart soared. This was their first ever one-on-one hangout since sleeping together and she felt the nervousness usually reserved for a first date. They were friends and cousins, and this was strictly platonic...but she couldn't help thinking about the incredible intimacy that they shared twenty months ago. She truly felt that it was the most intimate she had ever been with a man.
James got out of his car and walked around to her, smiling. He pulled her into his arms and gave her a warm embrace. She closed her eyes, heart pounded. Then a tingle went through her when she felt him squeeze her harder. All too soon, it was over.
She was wearing a white top, black pants and black shoes, while he wore jeans and blue shirt. He could feel her large breasts and soft belly through their clothing when he held her and he longed to do so again. She was an incredibly pretty woman whom he had fantasized about a long, long time. Since last seeing her, those fantasies had only increased. And now here she was. In person. Ready to "hang out".
They went to a pub for a couple of drinks and bar food. They both agreed it would be best to keep things platonic. He was married and she was in a serious relationship now that was still kind of new. But James and Megan were still close, intimate friends -- and neither his wife nor her father knew even that innocent part of their lives.
Before they entered, James grabbed her arm, over the tattooed flesh, and she looked at him curiously.
"It is great to see you." He said again. And with that, he took her in his arms again. He embraced her, holding her tight. He closed his eyes, not caring that they were in the middle of a public place as their hug lingered. Nor did he care that he had already given her a hug. He was conscious of her large breasts pressing against his chest as she rested her head on his shoulder.
"I really missed you." He breathed. Her heart was beating a mile a minute. They finally parted and walked in, both of their faces flushed. They found a table and sat across from each other, but James was quick to take Megan's hand. "You look absolutely beautiful." He stated, awestruck. He gave her hand a gentlemanly kiss. Megan flushed, smiling.
"You look good too." She managed. She felt a clear tingling between her thighs. The waitress came by and the two ordered drinks, and James released her hand. Megan found that she missed it. She missed his touch. Her vagina was buzzing and she squirmed. She realized that she wanted her cousin -- badly. Stop it! She chastised herself. She tried to remember her boyfriend, Steve.
The two cousins fell into an uneasy conversation that grew more relaxed as the minutes rolled by. Soon the talking was easy and laughing was frequent. Every time James touched her hand, Megan felt a surge of desire shoot up her body. Her heart would flutter with what was clearly love and she had to fight her feelings down. It couldn't happen. And she had Steve, anyway.
After a couple of drinks and a finished plate of nachos, James went to the washroom. Alone in there, he reflected. He wanted Megan again more than anything, he realized. But -- he was married. He didn't care that they were related. Second cousins...that didn't matter to him. But he should really try to remain loyal. And Megan has been talking about her boyfriend a lot, so that's obviously getting serious. What was he going to do, kiss her? If she rejected him, and told someone, there would be trouble. Not just from her boyfriend, but from his cousin Dave. And a divorce, too, if Amanda found out. It was all running through his head.
He came back out, and these thoughts were running through his mind as he sat down. For the first time in two hours, the two were silent. They had planned the meeting to be just two hours, but neither of them wanted to part ways. But neither did they want to push it on the other. They would respect their relationship. Their family. The waitress bringing the bill broke the awkwardness.
Once outside, they lingered by his car.
"Can we... do this again?" he asked.
"Yes!" Megan replied, face clearly brightening. "I was just going to say..."
"I was thinking...not waiting as long this time?"
Megan smiled, flashing her dimple and nodding. Then she looked up at him, seriously.
"I'm glad I came." Her beautiful eyes looked into his. Then she held up her arms. "Give me a hug."
James held her closer and squeezed her tighter than he had ever embraced anyone. She was very short. He could smell her hair as he caressed his hands up and down her back over her shirt. He closed his eyes, conscious of where every inch of her body was in contact with his. Her big, soft breasts, her plump stomach felt so nice against him even through clothing. Finally, he started to pull apart but he was surprised when Megan tightened her arms around his neck and kept them together.
Her eyes were closed and her heart was pounding. She allowed herself this one moment of true feelings and it was that moment that she realized that she loved him. She suddenly felt James kiss her hair above her ear. It was a gentle kiss, but a friendly one. He kissed her again, a little closer to her cheek, keeping his lips there. That second one was...more than friendly and her heart skipped a beat. Megan slowly turned to him and their lips met, smacking softly.
Electric bolts of pleasure shot up James's body. Her blue eyes pierced when they looked up at him. They kissed a second time, lingering a little longer as he sucked her upper lip outward. She kissed him again and again. As one, they opened their mouths their tongues darted out.
"Mmmm..." Megan purred, pushing her tongue deep into his mouth. Their tongues danced as he squeezed her tight, running his hands up and down her back. She could feel his hardness through their clothes as he pressed his body against her. It made her push her tongue even deeper inside his mouth, touching his throat. His tongue rubbed against hers, exploring her mouth as he slowly ran his hands down her back. He grabbed onto her bum, a plump cheek in each hand over her pants. Not caring about the people who walked by in the parking lot, the two cousins kissed passionately, lips smacking. Their breathing grew laborious. She rubbed her tongue against his and he tasted her saliva. His hands circled her cheeks and gave them another squeeze as her tongue pushed further. The kiss increased in urgency and he kissed her harder. Neither wanted the kiss to end and both kept their tongue in the other's mouth as the seconds ticked into minutes.
It took James a while to break the kiss, but he eventually was able to. He kissed her forehead, and then her nose.
"I don't want you to leave." He breathed. Megan was also panting.
"Nobody says I have to." She replied. He looked back at the pub.
"Do you want to go back?" he asked.
"Do you?" she asked back. He smiled and shook his head.
