My name's Joseph, and I fucked my childhood crush. The problem is, that crush is actually my cousin. Yeah, I know, pretty gross. But believe me, if you saw her you'd understand. Before you judge, let me explain myself.
Every December we have a family Christmas party. I honestly can't remember the name or the relation of that family member to me, but we've gone every year. Can you guess who else attended the parties? That's right, my cousin Cassie. Except, the last few years she hasn't attended, because her family moved a couple states away.
When I was young, I didn't want to admit that I had a crush on her. At least, not to others. Whenever we went, she would immediately try to find me and play together. Sometimes we'd sneak off and hide in a closet together and talk. The last time we did that, we said we had crushes on each other. She told me she liked me first, then I told her I liked her. Then... she leaned over, then I did, and we kissed. She was the first girl I kissed. Despite having a couple girlfriends since then, she was the biggest crush I ever had. The next summer they moved, so that was the last time we saw each other. We've talked on Facebook a bit here and there, but never acknowledged that night. I figured that would be the last time we saw each other. That was, until today.
My parents and I arrived at the party. We greet the usual people, then walk to the living room. There, I see someone I don't recognize. I assumed she was someone's girlfriend. Except, she kept looking at me. I could feel her gaze but tried not to acknowledge it. A few minutes later, she walked up to me.
"Joe?"
"Yeah?"
I look at her for a moment, and suddenly it clicks.
"Wait... Cassie?"
"Yay it is you!"
She gives me a big hug. I can feel her boobs squeeze against me and smell her. She smells nice.
"It's been so long, sorry I didn't recognize you at first."
"It's okay, I didn't know it was you at first either," she replied. She gives me a big smile.
I get a good look at her. She's got shoulder length hair. It's red and wavy. It used to be curlier, I wonder if she straightened it. Well, not fully. She's got bright green eyes under long eyelashes. Full lips that are fairly dark red. I can't tell if she's wearing lipstick or that's her lips' natural color. I do remember them being red when she was young. She's also got a lot more freckles now too, especially on her arms and cheeks. Her skin is fairly pale. She's wearing leggings with snowmen and santa all over it, and a somewhat tight christmas sweater. Despite the fact that the sweater is thick, her bust is still pronounced.
"Wow, you've..." My eyes wander down to her well developed chest. "Grown so much!"
"You too. You got really handsome now!"
I blush. "Pfft, nah."
"So what have you been up to these past couple years?" She asked. We talk about our jobs, friends, funny stories. It's amazing how, despite the years apart, we can still talk without any awkwardness.
"Hey, so... do you want to hang out in the closet together? For old time's sake?" She asked, sheepishly.
I blush. "Uh, yeah sure."
We sneak upstairs and enter someone's room. I didn't notice it, but she locked the door behind us. I open the closet door, and notice it's smaller than I remember.
"I wonder if we can still fit in here." I said.
"Only one way to find out."
I squeeze into there, and can still fit. My legs have to be extended to fit. There's a bit of room past my feet, but barely any to my sides.
"Let me get in there too." She climbs in, almost headbutting me a couple times. In order to fit, my feet are past her butt, and her legs are over mine and wrapped around my waist. We close the closet door mostly, until the only light in there is from the crack.
"It's a little hot in here. Let me just..." She starts to take off her sweater. She struggles to pull it over her head because of the limited room, so I help her. Now she's in a grey tank top that shows her cleavage. Her boobs look even bigger now with less clothes. I try not to stare..
"A little more cramped than I remember."
"It's cuz you gained weight." She poked me in the belly.
"True, but what about you? You're totally packing on the pounds too." I teased.
"Nah, just in my boobs and butt."
"Hehe, no comment."
We're silent for a moment. It's a little awkward, but not in a bad way. This feeling is pretty nostalgic.
"So did you guys move back around here?"
"No, we're only visiting a couple days. My mom felt bad that we've missed the last few years and wanted to see the family again."
"Aw. When are you going back?"
"Sunday. We're taking an early flight back."
"Ah. Well I'm glad you're here now."
"Yeah, me too. I was worried you weren't going to be here, the party would've been a lot more boring if you weren't."
I smile. It's nice to know she's missed me too. It's almost like I forgot how nice it is to be with her.
She scooches her butt slightly closer to me. "I still remember the last time we were in here together. Can I be honest with you about something?"
My heart starts beating. "Yeah?"
"That was... you were my first kiss."
"Oh wow, you came right out and said it. I didn't think we were going to address that."
"I'm sorry. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything..." She looks down, embarrassed.
"No no, I didn't mean it in a bad way. I'm surprised, but happy. I'll be honest, it was my first kiss too."
She looked up excitedly. "Really?"
"Yeah."
She giggles. "You know, I never stopped thinking about that night. Even though I had a couple boyfriends since then, I've never had a kiss as romantic as that."
My breath gets faster. She looks so beautiful right now. The way the light is shining on her face makes her lips pop out more.
"Honestly, same. Any kiss I've had since then didn't feel as good to me."
The look in her eyes changed. They looked innocent and sweet a moment ago, now they have a look of desire.
"Do you... still like me?" She asked, while slowly inching closer to my face.
"I never stopped." I know this is wrong, but at the same time it feels so right.
I gently put my hand on her cheek and lean in for a kiss. It feels... magical! The feeling of her soft lips makes mine feel tingly. I guess this is what they mean when they say it feels like sparks fly. She reaches around my back and pulls herself closer to me, putting her crotch on mine. We tenderly hold each other while locking lips. She pulls her head back, then we stare each other in the eyes.
"You're so beautiful."
"Thank you, handsome man."
She leans in again, this time making out with me. We move our tongues around as she runs her hands through my hair and I caress her back with mine. I also notice she isn't wearing a bra, meaning the way her boobs settle under her shirt is the natural way they're shaped. That makes me so happy I could cry.
She pulls away the kissing and whispers into my ear, "I've wanted to do this for so long." Then she nibbles on my ear.
"Me too." I moaned. She licks and nibbles around my ear. "That feels so good."
"Mmmmm." She moves from my ear and goes down to my neck.
"Wait, don't leave a hickey."
"Don't worry, I know how to do this without leaving a mark."