I Love My Cousin Shirt 소설 & 이야기

She spoke with little to no emotion- making it hard to tell if she was being genuine or not. Jack offers her a very unamused look in return before speaking. "I'm sure." He replied whilst sitting himself down on my bed. I began to look through my closet for something cute to wear, that would also provide me with comfort. My eyes scan over all my possible selections before landing on a purple long-sleeved v-neck. The shirt is cotton, so it's soft and it also has different ruffles for style. This is definitely one of my favorite shirts.

"Fuck Ems do you think this is okay." Turning around I stared at my cousin taking in her sky blue puffy dress that ends just four fingers above the knee.Its strapless and she has a single silver choker around her neck whilst her hair is up in a messy bun.I am pretty sure that tonight we both will be turning heads with our choice of outfits.Nobody from school will see it coming. As much as my cousin and I enjoy our nasty ways we could never bring ourselves to drag our parents into this.Just the thought of seeing the disappointment on all four of their faces is just too much to bare.

Moments later, her cousin waltzed in wearing a pair of skintight jeans and an off-the-shoulder glittery top with heels that made Cassie wince. “Wow, look at you. You look gorgeous,” she said to a stunning Ivy. Now she wanted to change, but it was too late. Ivy threw her arms around Cassie and hugged her tightly. The sweet scent of her cousin’s perfume drifted to her nose and made her smile. Ivy loved her sexy fragrances. “I haven’t seen you in weeks. Sucks that you didn’t come down for the holiday parties. Victoria actually made this place look amazing.”

I turned and looked down on him “My turn.” He wasn’t wearing a belt so it was easy thumbing open the fly button. The top of the pants came apart then I gripped the zipper tab and pulled it to the stop. Nate was wearing dark red briefs but they couldn’t hide what I knew was there. My cousin had a boner and I was getting a good look at the outline of it. I felt his hands on my shoulders then he gripped my blouse and pulled it down until it was bunched across my back and jammed at my elbows.

“I guess we still like you. Even though you want nothing but to see us dead.” He ran a hand through his hair, gripping the strands until his knuckles went white. “I want to hate you enough to kill you, dear cousin. I want to feel nothing when I think of your name. But here I am, harder than I’ve been in years, because I want to fuck you more than I want to kill you.”

Sam got up, "Dan will be home soon. Think about it. I think you have the same desire, maybe I'm wrong." She tossed me a tee shirt, "Your suit is still in the pool. I'll get it and give it back you later." I walked to my house in one of my brother's tee shirts. I didn't ask why Sam would have one of her father's shirts in her room, I didn't want to know, I already had too much swimming in my brain. I had to get to my part-time job. Carl So, I fucked my cousin the other night with my eyes closed, imagining it was my other cousin. Some guys imagine Taylor Swift, me, my family. I'm a perv and I love it. I wanted to go over last night, but Ashe said it was too dangerous.

I guess after yesterday , I found my self attached to him ; the question is though , is that a good or bad thing? I shake my head free from thoughts and decide to go have a shower. I feel like wearing clothes that are super loose and comfortable today , so I take out black leggings that soft to the touch. I dig in my bag looking for that one shirt I always loved – when I finally find it , a huge smile appears on my face. I hold the shirt close to my chest , feeling the emptiness and sadness I feel from being away from my home and family. The shirt belongs to my dad – it is big , grey and very very comfortable.

My shirt was ripped because of my sister who's flying across the mall. "I need to get another shirt. Uh..." I looked ahead for Ivan but he was barely visible. "I'll be there in a sec." Shopping is my priority. Well, yeah my sister is a priority too but right now I don't wanna look bad. So I entered a decent shop that wasn't attacked by those clothes eating monsters or zombies or whatever you wanna call it. I grabbed a shirt, checking the size and best part of it that it was on sale. "Let's try this." I whistled, going to the trial room and changing into a new one but it seemed too tight. "Dang it! These triceps are eating up space for my shirt."

He had shrieked out of the shower and even when he got back in to properly have his shower, he had it in fear of hot water suddenly gushing out of the pipes. He should have known something was off when the first tshirt his eyes caught was a bright white one. Brushing the feeling off, he took it out off his closet and put it on, pairing it with dark jeans. He realized he shouldn't have brushed the feeling off when he was having breakfast. His cousin was ecstatic as usual and his aunt was being an angel by serving them breakfast. She had made freshly cooked pasta and a sauce with a name Alex couldn't pronounce for breakfast for them. He was served and on his second bite, mysteriously had his s

Dreston asks. “Oh shut up and sit your hillbilly ass down.” I snark. “Please if I am a hillbilly then so are you. Hell you might even be a bigger hillbilly than me.” Dreston retorts. Dreston sits down on the couch beside me with the biggest shit-eating grin on his stupid face. He is lucky he is my cousin or I might kick his ass for being so annoying at times. I might give him shit but he is my favourite cousin out of all of them and I have a lot of cousins. He is definitely the closest to both Aliya and me.