Cousin Chooses Me

My uncle called me early one morning to ask a favour. "The girl's moving out your way to go to college. Can you help her settle in and get some things?" The girl in question was my first cousin, Chelsea, who had just turned twenty if my math was right. I hadn't seen her since she was about thirteen so I had no real connection to her since then. I do remember her staring at me a lot and dressed in clothing tightly stretched over her chubby body.

"Sure, Uncle Bob, when's she heading this way?"

"She's taking the train next Wednesday. She should be there on Thursday."

"She doesn't drive then?"

"Right you are. Never had, likely never will. She's got her bike and that's what she uses. She doesn't have too much stuff but if you have a truck, best bring that in case she packs more than expected. Can you take her to IKEA as well to get some furniture if she needs it?"

Uncle Bob was my favourite uncle. He used to travel out my way to go hunting and fishing and always took me along with him. I was glad to have a chance to pay him back now. "For sure. Whatever she needs. Where's she going?"

He named a small art college located in a large, old building downtown. Each student basically had a studio / apartment to live and work in while at the school. Very cool based on the pictures but very expensive. My uncle was very well off but Chelsea must have had skill to get into that place as they only took the best and brightest.

My own business was just down the street from there in an old garage. At twenty seven, I had a small cleaning company that was just started to take off. Depending on the season, twenty women worked for 'Carl's Cleaning Service' providing residential and commercial cleaning. I paid well, ran things properly, and gave flexible work options to people. In return, we were growing due to our exceptional service and customer relations. We had the cleaning contract for Chelsea's new college so I was familiar with the building.

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Thursday came quickly and I waited at the station for people to get off her train with my hand truck. You might laugh but it makes moving heavy things over distance a whole lot easier and makes me look much more handy, if not more handsome. My uncle said she didn't have a cell phone so I stood there with a 'Chelsea' sign. People got off and looked at me and my sign but no one approached. When it seemed like no one else was going to get off, one woman in a tiny skirt and giant Doc Marten boots came out of the door. She was pulling a large duffel bag behind her and as she started off the train, she turned to pull the bag out as it appeared she couldn't lift it. Well, the wind certainly lifted her skirt to reveal that she was fastidious about hair removal below the waist. She continued to pull the bag out and let it bump onto the platform.

She saw my sign and waved. "Hey, Carl!" She was a solid woman with a voluptuous body that was mostly covered with what she was wearing. Picture Velma Dinkley from Scooby Doo but with dark hair. "Thanks for picking me up. It means so much to know you are here for me." She embraced me in a long, tight hug with her head pressed to my chest. "Dad said I could rely on you and here you are already waiting for me."

I had her duffel bag, thankfully a wheeled one, so that she could focus on getting her stuff from the baggage car. "I don't have too much, just my bike and a chest." Glad that I brought the hand truck now as we walked down to see her items being pulled off. She checked her claim tickets with the worker and soon had a large steamer trunk, honestly, a steamer trunk, and her bike, a single speed messenger bike kind of thing. I got the trunk on the hand truck, took the duffel in hand, thankfully a wheeled one, and let her deal with the bike.

It wasn't much of a walk to where I had parked and we had everything loaded in no time. It wasn't too far to the college either and we made good time with every light green. They had a loading area at the college that made for a quick offload of her items. She went in and got a visitor pass for me so I could park and help her bring things up. Trunk on the hand truck, duffel in hand, and bike under her control, we went to the huge elevator that took students to their studios on the top three floors. She had one on the third floor on the corner overlooking the whole city with the name *Meadow Suite* on the door.. Pretty sweet for a new student. "How did you get this room?"

"I was the top applicant, Carl. They really liked my portfolio and interview so I got a scholarship and room and board. I can't wait to see the room." And what a room it was. All glass on two walls, it was a massive space, a thousand square feet at least. By the door was a kitchen and a walled off room that I assume held the bathroom. The rest was bare as she was other than a bed against the wall. "Wow, this is great." She beamed with excitement. "I can't wait to create in here. Thanks so much for being here with me, I wouldn't want to be here on my own without sharing this with you." Another big hug followed and, taking me by the hand, we walked the whole place. The bathroom was modern and had a huge shower stall with a toilet and bidet. A sink and massive mirror with a large counter filled the rest of the room. The rest of the room was simply open floor space, other than the huge four poster bed, the floor mottled with spilled paint, scars of rough treatment, and a long hard life. It was spotless though, my girls had done a great job preparing it for her. I'd have to pass on thanks to Juanita and Mary when I saw them next.

She ran over and jumped onto the bed showing me everything once again. She rolled onto her back and beckoned me to join her. "Carl, come feel how soft this is!" I had a full view of her shaved sex and I had a very good idea how soft it was. I did go over and try out the bed with her. She lay with her head right beside mine. "This is going to be awesome. I even brought king size sheets because they told me about this bed. It was left in the factory when they shut and the school put it into this room to keep some of the history. Who knows who got fucked on this over the years? C'mon, let's look out the windows." Sliding off, she came over and pulled on my hand to pull me up. Her hand was soft but strong and it provided some good pull. We went over to look out at the street and buildings. It was a great view for sure and nighttime was going to be even better.

"Let me take you for dinner to say thanks, Carl. I saw a food blog that said that there was a great taco place a couple of blocks away."

"Juan More Taco?"

"Yessss! Do you know it?"

"One of my worker's husband runs it. It's great. You'll love it. It's a short walk from here but it's close to my shop as well so I can drop the truck and we can walk there. I can drop you off later to make sure you get back safely. Do you need to shower and change or are you okay after the train ride?"

"Oh, a shower would be grand. Can you move my duffel by the bed and put the trunk there by the wall while I shower quickly? I'll only be a few minutes." She found her soap and shampoo in her bag and quickly ran into the bathroom and pushed the door halfway shut. "Wow, come and see how big the shower stall is, Carl!" I walked into the bathroom expecting her to be standing outside of the shower but instead, she was in there, soaping up her body. First cousin or not, I was instantly hard. "Come wash my back, please. As family, we need to help each other out always!" I rubbed soap from nape to crack getting suds everywhere. She turned and pressed her large breasts against the glass and said, "This is going to be so much fun. Can you get me a towel from the duffel bag, I forget to grab it.

When I came back in, the water was off and she stood there dripping. "Don't just stand there, dry me off like a good cousin should." She put her arms straight out and stood there while I dried everywhere. "Don't forget under my boobs, too." She bounced to emphasize what she said. I had her dry in a a few minutes and had touched every inch of my first cousin that I hadn't seen in years.

"That was great and so needed." She walked out naked to her duffel, bent over, and started to choose an outfit. "It's pretty casual there, right?" She found another skirt, almost as short as the travel one, and a boob tube for the top. No underwear. "Does this look okay?"

Oh, yes, yes it does.

"I came to school here because you were here to make my move easier. I remember you being so kind to me when I was a kid and helping me do all sorts of things so I expect you are just the same now!" We had visited often until I got older and I had helped her put up tree forts, make go karts, and set up a painting space in a large garage they had. "I still have that studio you helped set up for me in the garage, by the way. I think it is what made me who I am today so you really had a hand in creating me. I think I was just about to start high school when I last saw you. You never seemed to realize that I fell in love with you all the way back then. No matter what I did, you never took the hints of what I said or did. I guess I was just an awkward girl trying to get you to notice me in too short skirts and too tight tops." It did explain an awful lot and I put a few more pieces together. "But you were older and I was just a kid so you couldn't have done anything anyway. I didn't know that then but when I think back we could have been in so much trouble." She blushed madly as she thought about the 'trouble' it seemed.

"So when you fell into the river in your all white outfit, that was you coming on to me? You said you were so cold you needed to be held till you dried." She nodded.

"And you deliberately didn't wear panties at all when we spent that week building the tree fort?" Once more, a nod.

"And when you were naked in the bathroom with the door unlocked when I walked in?" She nodded again.

"And always suntanning in your bra and panties just outside my room window?"

"And when you volunteered to ride on my lap for that eight hour ride to the family vacation in that sundress?" Her head bobbed up and down. "Do you know how hard that was to be a good cousin with you wiggling around for the whole trip?" She just smiled.

"Damn."

She gave me a big kiss and hugged me tight. "If I look cute enough to take out, I am ready to go, good cousin."

We went down to the truck and headed over to my shop. The size of the place allowed me to park inside along with the work cars. "Wow, Carl, this is quite a place. When daddy said you had a cleaning company I pictured you, a crew, and a van, not all this. You've done very well!" She grabbed me in a hug that nearly cracked my ribs. She took me by the hand and asked me to show her the rest of the place.

We did the shop floor then headed upstairs to my living space. I had built an apartment module into the large second floor leaving nearly all the rest open and accessible. It was pretty basic but very functional. I used to live on a property out of the city but the commute and traffic was too much for me so I just shifted into my building after finding out the building was zoned for this live work aspect.

"Wow. This is great." She twirled around wildly spinning her arms out from her body and letting her skirt lift. "What a great space. I can totally live here. What are you going to do with this part?"

"I have some gym equipment I am going to put in over in that corner and I plan to make it into a place I can entertain as well. You can see the speakers on the walls and I have a couple of rolling tables that I use for food and drinks when we have the office parties here."

"So cool. I can't wait to help host the next party with you, Carl. I'll be your girlfriend! Oh, wait, do you have a girlfriend?" She looked crestfallen as she asked.

"I'm single. Work has taken so much time that I don't really get out at all."

"No problem, Chelsea's here now so that's taken care of."

I wasn't sure if she was joking or was totally serious but I leaned toward totally serious based on what she had just said.

"Let's get those tacos, I'm starving."

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"Hang on, I have to push my skirt down otherwise I will get stuck on the bench as I slide in. I hate when that happens. Come sit next to me like a loving boyfriend would, please." The series of odd comments were continued through dinner.

I slid in beside her on the vinyl booth. We had the very back booth and lots of privacy. It was late and there were only a few customers. "The beef cheek tacos are great here but pretty much everything is good. We can get a platter to share or have whatever you want, Chelsea."

She leaned close to my ear and said, "I know what I want you to eat, Carl. It's my taco." With her hand, she lightly squeezed my crotch. "I know you have been checking me out all day and I love it. I hope you liked today's train outfit I wore it just for you to see how much I had grown since we last saw each other. Now I can act on all those fantasies that kept me up at night rubbing and playing with myself."

"Well, okay..." It was hard to know what to say to that.

"Please touch me."

I slid my hand along her thigh and up under her skirt. It was nearly at the top of her thighs and her spread legs gave me full access.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm right there, right there."

Her clit was under my index finger and I pressed on it lightly while I watched her bite her lip and try not to moan.

"If I cum loudly, I am sorry in advance." It was too public and I was too known in here so I reduced the pressure.

I continued to rub her gently as we waited on our food. She was flushed and excited while I was trying my best to keep the hard on in my pants out of view of the other diners. It was a tough dinner and we took most of the food as takeaway after a short, intense time in the booth. Chelsea had slipped out of the booth on her own juices and I had grabbed a rag and bottle of cleaner from the waitress station behind us to clean it off quickly. There was no way I was explaining that to Juan. We tried to compose ourselves but I walked out mostly hard to the stares of many of the people eating. I was pleased to see many of the women checking me out and smiling.

"Let's go to my place, Carl, I want to christen that bed."

This evening took a completely unexpected turn. It was only got more surreal though.

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I pressed against her in the elevator feeling her tits and her ass as we rode up. We made it down the hall without meeting anyone else and locked the door. She pulled my pants and underwear down to let my cock spring from my pants. She sucked on my cock before the pants hit the floor with long strokes up and down my shaft. She could just about deep throat me and gagged as she tried her best. Popping her lips off, she said, "Do you know how long I have wanted to do this? Forever! So fucking good."

The gluk, gluk, gluk of her oral actions echoed through the room as she sucked me off like a woman possessed. I was usually good for a half hour or so of oral but being so horned up with her intensity, it wasn't going to be too long. I let her work on my cock as I held the sides of her head.

"Carl, I dreamed of swallowing your cum so just let it blow." I was so close but tried to hold off to enjoy more of the sucking. I tried to think of other things but it was too much though and the tip of her tongue pressing right under my head put me over the edge.

"Cumming... I'm cumming now!"

She intensified her efforts and I could feel the orgasm from the tips of my toes to my scalp as she worked my pulsating cock. It went from pure pleasure to more pleasure. She continued to work me as the cum flowed into her mouth. Spurt after spurt of my load hit the back of her throat as she greedily sucked for more. I had to push her away when it got to be too much and I stood there in a mix of shock and awe at her performance.

She played with my cum in her open mouth while she looked me straight in the eye. She closed her mouth, swallowed, and showed me it was all gone. "Mmmmmmmmm Carl, you tasted so good." She stood and slipped her skirt down and her tube top off. "Can you come and eat me out now? I may cum again just standing here but I want your tongue in me when I do." She laid a towel out on the bed and lay back on it with legs apart and hips gyrating slowly.

"Right here. Right now. Come eat cousin Chelsea."

And eat Chelsea I did. I'd guess I spent a good hour and tried everything I had ever done before in giving her pleasure. From licking the alphabet and finding K was the winning letter, to zooming in on her clit, I listened to her increasingly frantic moaning and cries echo around the room. She had said and proven she was a loud cummer on at least three occasions so I knew I did something right for her. When she moved from lying on her back to a face down, ass up arched back position, I knew she was going to be a continuous surprise for what she wanted from me. With a long lick from clit to asshole, I felt her clench as my tongue touched her rim. That set off the loudest cum of the night and my continued ministrations kept her vocal. With my hands on her hips and tongue buried deep, she shook and shuddered like a woman possessed. Finally, after minutes of this, she collapsed to the bed, out cold. I slipped off the bed, washed my face, and peed as I contemplated the day and evening. I found a blanket in her trunk and covered her with it. I left my number and card so she had my contacts. She snored softly as I made my way out.

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Halfway down the street, my phone rang.

"Did she make it there, Carl?"

"Sure did, Uncle Bob. I just finished up with her and am heading home. She's fast asleep and all set for the start of school."

"Oh, good, thanks for helping her out, you were all she was talking about when she left here. She had offers to so many colleges but chose that one to be close to her family. I want you to do whatever she needs."

"I'm on it, Uncle Bob, don't you worry."

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It was late when I got home and Friday morning came very early. I had my cleaning teams packed and out by seven and was about to sit down and start ordering supplies when I saw her looking into the office from the sidewalk. I went over and let her in.

"Carl, that was just like I dreamed it would be. Oh Em Gee when you licked my ass with your tongue my mind was on Mars. After a bit I just don't remember anything other than waking up to the sun shining on me under my blanket."

She stood blushing.

"Know what, Carl? It was my first time doing that. Doing anything actually."

Hey?

A virgin?

She was a virgin?

"You're a virgin?"

"Yes, I was waiting for you. You are the one."

"Wow."

"You are going to deflower me. You are all mine now."

Deflower? All mine?

"Chelsea, maybe you should wait for the guy you will marry? What an awesome treat for him."

"Carl, you don't seem to understand. You. Are. Mine. And I am yours. Forever."

"Do I get any say in this?"

"No, none at all, actually." She smiled sweetly as she said that.

"Chelsea..."

"We can plan all that later. What are you doing now?"

She walked into the office area and sat down in one of the chairs. "Show me what you are doing so I can help." I knew there wasn't much to do but I did show her some of the systems I had. She was a quick learner and even made some suggestions to streamline things I had not tried before. With her help, I had orders done in no time so moved on to organizing the product that had come in yesterday while I was busy with her. She moved quickly and helped me shelve everything in its place.

"I came over to give you your morning blowjob but glad I could help out, too." She knelt between the shelves, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my cock. "I'll come and do this every day so you start the day relaxed unless I have a project to work on." My cock was stiff as she worked up and down. "Can you believe this is only the second blowjob I have ever done? Fuck, I wish you would have stuck around. This could have been..." I could tell she was doing the mental math, "about blowjob 2600 if I did one a day since I fell in love with you. Don't worry, these will be daily from now on." Her tongue was exceptional and I held onto the shelf to keep my knees from collapsing. "I think a woman should be orally pleasing her man daily at the very least. We will make love every night as well, either here or at the studio. We will figure out what you need though. Don't worry."

My first cousin was laying out the rest of my life for me as though there was no option to say no.

"Chelsea, we are going to have to..." Whatever she just did to my cock with her tongue took all thought out of my mind. The sensation built from my stomach and radiated into my balls as I simply exploded into her mouth. She licked and cleaned me completely then stood.

"Let's go have a shower and make some breakfast. You must be hungry."

After scrubbing each other completely clean in a long hot shower, I found a robe for her and shorts for me. We made a nice, simple breakfast and enjoyed it sitting at my small table. She was a great cook and what I thought was going to be simply eggs and toast became something much more with the few spices she added.

"Chelsea, we have to talk. We are first cousins."

"I'm not in a rush to have kids so other than it being somewhat awkward when we go back to our hometown, it won't really matter much. My dad is fine with this other than the kids thing and with your dad having passed... sorry to bring that up... we are all that are left with both our mom's long gone as well. If you don't have family, what do you have? Did you know my mom was dad's second cousin? She picked him just like I picked you."

"Yeah, but..."

"Yeah but what? I love you, I want you, I will have you. I think you find me attractive or at least your cock does. I have a great body, well, I like it, anyway. I'm pretty smart, too. What is wrong with this?"

I couldn't argue with anything she said so nodded in agreement which brought a smile.

"Well, I don't even really know you."

"That's why I am here. You get to meet me and you get to meat me to see if you like me."

"But what if I would have had a girlfriend or a partner?"

"But you don't. I'm here now. You don't have to worry about that anymore."

"Chelsea."

"Carl. It's just that easy. I want you with me. Other than me letting you know this is going to happen, you are my man and I will listen to you."

"Chelsea, it's not that easy."

"Why not, Carl?"

Yeah, why not Carl, weren't you just complaining about only finding shallow women when dating and spending time on the business rather than having some fun? Here you have Chelsea and she, other than being your first cousin, ticked all the boxes you have ever wanted and more.

"Because this isn't how things are done. There's the dating process, and the getting to know you part where you figure out if someone is right or not."

"Okay. How is this different? I love you and have loved you since I was little. You are going to be mine and I am going to be yours. How about we work on that premise instead of trying out multiple people? Was the other way working better for you? Not to be a dick here, but I didn't notice any women's clothing here or bath items they would normally leave at a serious relationship."

She was completely right. It was a crap showing and other than some decent blowjobs and some good fucks and some basic laughs, nothing much had come of it other than time wasted looking online and at the bars.

"Okay. Assuming I accept your argument, let's suppose this is the way. Where do we go from here, Chelsea?"

She bounced with excitement and broke into tears before hugging me tight. "I'll use my studio during the day and evening then I am coming here to stay with you. I might be busy sometimes so I might have to stay at school but I will check with you first to get permission. If you can, maybe you can come and stay there when that happens so when I take a break, we can fuck or I can please you? That way I can get work done and do my duties, too. I know you may need to adjust to me being here so when you are ready for me to move in permanently, you just let me know."

And like that, I was attached it seemed.

"Carl, can you come over to the bed and eat me out for a bit? I want to be super horny and super wet when you stick that big dick into my pussy right to the balls to make me yours completely."

And like that, I had her in my arms as I walked to the bed. I tried to remember my arguments and why I made them as she held me tight.

The robe was off in a second, she was on her back, and she held her ankles and wiggled her pussy at me. "Dive in, Carl, the water's hot and horny!" I went from Z to A this time and thought of a few new things to try along the way. I was able to roll her hips high enough to lick her back hole while I held her cheeks apart with my hands that caused an amazing sexual reaction in her whole body. She managed to stay conscious despite vigorous shaking and twitching so I knew she was ready to go. My cock pressed into the sheets while I ate her so it was simply a matter of crawling up her body.

As I kissed her tits, throat, and lips, the head of my cock bumped against her shaved lips. There was a loud intake of breath. "You sure you want this, Chelsea?" Her response was to wrap her legs around me and use her heels to pull me against her. Lined up perfectly, I slipped in to her up to her hymen. "This might hurt a bit." She just opened her legs more and used her heels to pull me in as I pushed forward. I was balls deep in a second and she was shaking wildly.

"Finally, ohhhhhhhhhhh fucccccccccccccccccccck."

I let her get used to my cock then slowly started to pump in and out an inch at a time. An inch in, an inch out.

"Ohhhhhhh, it's better than I dreamed..."

A couple of inches went in and out now. From the root of my cock to slightly out and back in again, I took my time and with morning blowjob, I was ready for a long fuck.

"What are you doing to me, Carl..."

Three now, in and out, in and out.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, fuck me, fuck..."

Half way now, half in, half out.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh that's the spoooooooooooooooot."

I could feel the wave of orgasm washing her body as she contracted on my cock. She tightened so much that I had to push back to slip any out and had to use all my weight to go back in.

"Uuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmmmmm, uuhhhhhhh."

Wracked with orgasm, she flailed wildly on the bed. Her eyes rolled back and she bucked hard against my body as she rode the sexual wave coursing through her. When I lifted her breast to my mouth and bit the nipple slightly she screamed in ecstasy and peaked in her orgasm. As she slumped back down arch gone from her back, I kept up the fucking, and lifted her legs so that I could get more of her to go deeper. Her calves on my shoulders and legs wide open, I got every inch deep in her. She was slick and moaning as I pumped her sopping pussy.

I had both breasts in my hands as well and rolled her nipples between my fingers. She moaned in time with my strokes and her pussy continued to pulsate around my shaft. I looked in her eyes and said, "I want you to cum hard in twenty strokes, Chelsea. I'm going to go almost out to buried completely with my cock and you are going to cum hard on 'one' as I go all the way in, understand?"

She bit her lip and nodded as I started to count down. I could tell she was holding the orgasm in and that this would be a great one. When I reached 'eight' she moaned and chewed her lips, barely in control. From the very tip to full pressure to drive my cock as deep as possible, she inhaled in time with me. On 'five' she was close to hyperventilation. On 'four' she begged me to speed up. On 'three' I pushed harder to get another fraction deeper and she rewarded me with a tight squeeze of her contracting pussy. On 'two', she repeated 'fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck' over and over.

As I pulled out and prepared to thrust in, I called out 'ONE!' and dropped my full weight through my cock into her willing pussy. As I pushed her legs down, she opened a tiny bit more, my cock twitched, and she came hard. I am not sure if she peed or was a squirter but with the all encompassing orgasmic forces running through her, she drench my cock and sheets with her juices. I pumped hard and fast, looking to catch up with her so that I could blow my load which only made her twitch and flail more.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh... cum in me cum in me cum in me"

First cousin or not, my cum was going deep into her pussy.

With each stroke, I told her I was going to cum.

"Here. It. Comes."

As she felt my cock twitch and the jets of cum blow out, she went wild. She writhed on the bed and wrapped her legs around my arms to pull me as tight as possible to her. I buried my cock to its fullest and let all the cum flow into her. With the final squirt, she finally relaxed from the tense position she was in and lay back. I let go of her legs and she let them come down on either side of me. I slipped out of her moist pussy and kissed her on the lips. I rolled to the right of her and came up on the bed.

"I will always be your first, Chelsea. Remember that."

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We showered up after that session. It was her first time having sex or making love so she was quiet and pensive. I wondered if she was rethinking her decision as she dried her hair in the bathroom.

"Carl?"

"Yes, Chelsea?"

"Do you know when you make a decision that is life changing and you really have to think about it? Whether it was the right one or not?"

This should be interesting.

"I had a lot of time to think about this on the train and last night and this morning."

"It's always good to think and reflect." I was preparing myself for the let down. From thinking her crazy to planning a future with her, it was a wild couple of days. Now I was worried it was going to end right here.

"But after a lot of thought and thinking, now I know I've made the best decision. Ever."

She looked at me with such clarity and purity of expression there was nothing I could say.

"Yesterday was the first day of my real life."