Hi, my name is Mike. I use to live in a small town, and I am currently looking for another small town to move too. The reason  for my decision to not go home will be explainable once you read this story. It all began when I first met my 12 year old cousin Brittney, and again you’re about to see why. 

Growing up in a small town was actually not to bad. It had its ups and downs. The worst of it was the fact that is was so boring. As a result I got into my fair share of trouble from time to time. Just before I graduated high school is when things began to change a bit. It all changed when my uncle his wife and my cousin, whom i had never met, moved to our small town. The moment I saw my 12 year old cousin I was in shock as to how gorgeous she was. She absolutely had to be the most beautiful girl I had ever layed my eyes on. I was 17 at the time.  My cousin was small, she had really blonde hair and big deep peircing blue eyes. She had the cutest face I had ever seen. She looked like one of those type that could do pagents, or model anything she wanted and she would blow minds. Its really hard to describe how her face looks. All I know is she was cuter than most of the girls I went to school with. Her skin looked flawless, and was a very pale, very white with no hint of any kind of tan. It did have a very light pink color to it. She was only 4’3 and was developing a very nice body. I immediately became very nervous when I first met her, and I have never had that happen to me. Her name was Brittney.

“Hi I’m Mike, your cousin,” I said nervously as I extended my hand. 
“I’m Brittney, everyone calls me Bri.” she nervously said as we shook hands. Her little voice rang in my ears. It was a very sweet young voice.

As far as how I looked, I was 5’11 weighed about 170, and had a decent tan. We lived on a farm and that kept me busy and in great shape. I have dark brown hair and green eyes. I was one of those popular kids. I had a lot of friends, and yes a lot of them were girls. Cheer leaders and all. A lot of them couldn’t keep their hands off of me, and I loved it! I had been getting quite a few blow jobs, and I was able to eat a lot of pussy as well. I loved eating pussy, so much so that I made a rule when I was sixteen. The girls were not allowed to so much as take my touch my dick until I had eaten their pussy till they had cum on my face. I absolutely loved everything about it. Oh my god they loved it! I have been called a tease from it as well. I lost my viginity at almost 15 when I had my first girlfriend. We still dated when I met my cousin. She was my only girlfriend, I’m not like most men out there, I’m very loyal and I have a problem with cheaters. That’s one of the biggest things my girl loved about me. So much so that I never let another girl touch me after my girlfriend and I became exclusive. My girlfriend was a blonde as well. She was 5’4 had an amazing body! Her tits were a b cup. My cousin looked a lot like her, but was much more gorgeous. That should give you an idea of how she looked. My girlfriends name was Teresa. We would hide either on her families property or mine and fuck at least once a week. On the times we didn’t have sex we’d be driving around on a date and she would rub my dick through my pants. Thats one thing I absolutely love. I love it when a girl rubs me through my pants. I then would take her hands off of me and we would park somewhere. I would the lick her sweet pussy until she would cum, after which she would rub me through my pants until I was getting ready to cum, then she would pull my cock out and suck my balls dry. Almost every date we had would end up like that. I also loved how my hard cock felt in her right little pussy. I was in love with her.

One day things changed and fast. Everyone knew what kind of person I was, including Teresa. I was a very poplar kid yes, but I knew who I was and where I came from. So I even had friends that were geeks, stoners, goths, and emos. So everyone around me I treated the same. I was no better than anyone, and I absolutely knew it. I didn’t treat anyone different based on their social orientation. One day my girlfriend tried out to be cheerleader and got onto the team. She changed dramatically for some reason. She got a I’m better than you atitude with those who weren’t in our social group. That’s when we ended up breaking up. I was talking to a group, geeks, and she got really angry with me.

“Why are you talking to them?” she asked, “you’re better than them you shouldnt talk to them.” 

We got into a big fight about it. Later that night I got a text from her breaking up with me. I was devestated. It took sometime for me to get over that, but the last person I expected to help me, did.

My cousin Brittney and I were becoming close during that time. So she was very amazing to me and helped me deal with the break up. The feelings I started having towards her were very profound. 

I was just turning 18 at the time. She had just turned  thirteen, and since she was new in town I did all I could to help her adjust, that is how we began to bond. It was easy being around her, she was gorgeous, so I liked being around her just because of that. I loved the way she would hang onto me everywhere we went. There were feelings that I never had that were hitting me. I thought I was in love with Teresa until we broke up, I never felt those feelings with her like I was with my little cousin. I felt very warm and content, like nothing in the world mattered. When she touched me, or hung onto me I just felt a certain electricity, a warm fuzzy type feeling. I loved it when she would hang all over me, or cuddle up to me when we watched a movie or something. She was just the sweetest girl I have ever met.

When I graduated high school, I left home for college. I can honestly say that I was sad, and even felt guilty for leaving her. She was an only child so I was the closest thing she had to a brother. When I got to college I found something that would help me take the guilt out of my mind. I began to hit the gym regularly. I was in there at least three times a week for four hours. It worked, I didn’t feel so bad. I didn’t party much as I wanted to succeed in my profession. That and I was just tired of hanging with people who thought they were so much better than everyone else. I turned twenty three when I graduated college with a masters degree. I had become a geek and didn’t care. I was now a certified computer programmer. My parents came out for the graduation, and they brought my cousin Bri. Holy shit, had she changed! My mouth dropped open when I saw her. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, even more so than when we first met. During my college time we kept in close contact but never were any pictures exchanged. She was only 4’9 her body was absolutely amazing! Her tits didn’t seem to grow, but I didnt care about that. Once she saw me she just stood there staring at me. I was now 6’2 and weighed around 200. With my stringent work outs I had packed some muscle on. I was very cut and toned. I had no shirt on since this was my appartment they came to. I walked up to her and noticed that she was blushing, she had her lip between her teeth as well. 
I hugged her and said ” hi.” 

“She really missed you.”my mom said. 

As my cousin hugged me she squeezed and held her face against my body. 

“I missed you too.” I said as she backed off. 

We must have hugged for a long time because when we broke appart we realized that my parents had already gone inside. I looked at her. 
I missed you so much.” she said as she hugged me again. 
You’ve changed.” she said as she stepped back and looked me up and down.

 I then heard her whisper, not knowing I could hear her, “very nice” as she just stared. “My god!” she whispered as she shook her head. She then realized I was watching her. 

“You’ve changed too.” I said. “

Yeah but my boobs never grew.” she replied. 

“That’s ok, some guys prefer small boobs.” I said, before I could catch myself. 

I looked a her and she had this look on her face that made my cock twitch. 

 She walked closer to me and quietly she said, “I take it you’re not one of them.” 

My cock began to swell. 

I put my hand on her arm and said, “actually I am one  of them.” 

“That’s good to know.” she replied.

We sat on the ground and started to catch up. 

“So am I going to get to meet you’re girlfriend?” she asked. “No I don’t think so, not this time.” I said. 

“Well why not?” she asked. 

“Well,” I said, “cause I don’t have one.” 

“Really?” she asked surprised. “It’s obvious you work out, you’re a great guy,  and you have, well, a very very hot body and you’re smart. I’m surprised you don’t have one.” she said. 

She then layed in my lap. Great I thought, my cock is semi hard and she is going to feel it. I put my hand on her arms. 

“Did you ever have any girlfriends out here?” she asked. 

“No, I wasnt interested in anyone out here.” I answered, They’re  all too much into partying and I just wanted to finish this out so I can get out of here.” 

“Hmmm.” she replied, “well, I would love to be your girlfriend.” 

“Really?” I asked. 

 “In a heart beat.” she replied, “thats if I wasn’t your cousin.” 

“Funny you say that, if I wasn’t your cousin I’de be your boyfriend.” I said. 

She just smiled and layed her head back down.