All I Want For Christmas

Note : This story is completely fictional!

My family is so large, that every Christmas we meet at my grandmas for gifts, and dinner. One of my cousins has a daughter a year younger then me (Yes, that would make her my 3rd cousin). Going to high school with her, and seeing her over the past few years, I've noticed her growing up, and becoming a women.

This year was.. Wild!

I'm now at the legal drinking age, so ofcourse ive been drinking since 11 am. Throughout the afternoon, my cousin and I would step out for a smoke numerous times. Eventually, we exganged cell numbers, so we could text eachother.

One of the messages I sent her said "Do you ever wish we werent 3rd cousins?". Just to feel it out and see what she would think/say.
She replied "Haha what? So you can fuck me?".
Wow, that was hot.
I sent back "Yeah maybe".
And then she said "Hopfully hard".

When we were heading out for another smoke, I told her lets go to my car to smoke, so we can stay warm. Here I am in the drivers seat, buzzed, puffing my smoke as fast as possible, because I think I'm going to make a move.

I look at her and say "Can I do something?".
She replies "Sure".

I reached over and put my hand on the back of her neck, pulling her closer to me, and then it happened. Her lips met mine, and our tounges wrapped around eachothers. I slowly grabbed her breast over her sweater, and started playing with it. I've never had butterflies like this before. Is this wrong? Ofcourse it is but.. It was just so damn hot! 5 min later, we get out and head back to the house.

Throughout the rest of the afternoon/night, she glances my way every minute or two. After dinner, I'm downstairs with nobody around, getting ready to leave, and there she is again. She throws me against a wall, and very roughly begins making out with me. I slip my hand over top of her jeans, and begin massaging her pussy (dripping wet, Im sure).

When I get home, she sends me via text multiple pictures of her, and her body. It's going to be an interesting holiday, don't you think?