Fresh Air

This was written a while ago. I hope you enjoy it. Please keep in mind it was probably the third story I had ever written so it may not be as good as some of my newer stories.Rose, my cousin, was my best friend growing up. She was always a tom boy, exploring the woods around our small town, and getting into all sorts of adventures. She was about my height, with shoulder length blond hair and an androgynous body. When I was about 10 my immediate family decided to move to New Jersey, leaving our old house in the care of my Aunt and Uncle.Originally we lived on the coast of Maine in a little town hidden by a beautiful forest of tall evergreens. The air was fresh, the water was clear, and the company was enjoyable. Then we moved to New Jersey and all that changed. The tall trees turned into tall buildings. The air was a thick smog of car exhaust, the water was slimy and polluted, and the company was scary. No longer could I enjoy exploring with my best friend.One day my uncle called the house and invited us all back up to that little small town to celebrate Rose's 17th birthday. My father decided that it would be a fun idea, so we packed up what we needed and got in the car. As we floated in and out of the eternal ocean of traffic, my mind drifted to Rose. It had been seven years since I last saw her. What was she like now? Was she still that fun tom boy I knew growing up? Did she turn into istanbul travesti one of those preppy bitches? I could only wonder, as we drew ever closer to my childhood home.I opened my eyes to the sight of a blazing sun, and the sounds of welcoming cries. We were finally here. I hopped out of the car and looked around for the birthday girl, wading my way through the crowd of welcoming relatives until I finally gave up and asked, "Where's Rose?""Right behind you, silly," I heard her familiar voice call. I turned around and my jaw nearly dropped. She was no longer the tom boy I had once known. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid my eyes on. She stood at about 5'7'', her hair still at about her shoulders, but now a darker brown color. Her penetrating blue eyes were covered with thick framed nerd glasses, which just made her cuter. She had on a tight pair of pants, flowing down to her little black converse. She had on a white shirt underneath her gray and black striped hoodie."HEY!" she screamed as she jumped up, wrapping her legs tightly around my waist in the tightest hug I've ever received. "It's been forever since I last saw you! You've barely changed at all. This. Is. So. AMAZING!" she blurted out. She was obviously excited to see me."You've changed a lot. Look at you, you're a little hipster now aren't you?" We laughed and talked for an hour before our istanbul travestileri parents finally calmed us down for supper. As we ate supper she kept her eyes locked onto me with the ferocity of a predatory bird. After supper I took a shower and headed to bed in our old house. Rose decided to stay the night with us. We stayed up till 1:30 playing every video game she owned. Finally my eyelids started to feel like lead. I went to my room, leaving her to sleep on the couch.At 3 in the morning I awoke to the sound of thud, 'oh crap' and quick scuffling feet. I was slow to react, turning the light on as whoever it was sped down the hall. I scanned the room to find nothing out of place. Someone must have been going to the bathroom and thought this was their room.The next morning, Rose and I talked. She started going on about how much she missed me and how amazing it was that I was back. I felt a connection between us. She looked deeply into my eyes the entire time. We decided to go for a walk after a while, heading towards the direction of our old fort."Wow, it's in amazing condition," I remarked."I've been working on it for the past couple of weeks since I heard that you guys would be coming to visit," said Rose. "I visited this place everyday for a year after you moved away. I was so sad that you left, but now that you're back I'm on cloud nine." She ducked her head travesti to get into the little shack, giving me a perfect view of her ass. "Be careful, I dug out the ground so that it's bigger inside that it was before." It was too late though, as she said it I tripped and came down on top of her. After a quick apology she rolled over on top of me and started tickling me all over. We giggled, enjoying the child-like innocence of the moment. After she stopped we froze in the position we were in, her on top of me, panting for breath. Her eyes locked onto mine like they did last night, looking deep into my soul. She leaned in and kissed me square on the mouth. After about 20 seconds she let go and backed off a little."Ha-ha, that was weird," she said, with a nervous look in her eyes. "I can't believe I just did that. I'm so, so sorry. I should probably go." Her face was flushed red with embarrassment. She started to get up to leave, but I rolled her over. Now that I was on top I could lean in and kiss her back. Her tongue parted my lips, and met with mine. She tickled the roof of my mouth, and sent electric sensations all over my body. "Wow," she said, not sure where to go from there. "Listen, you're my best friend in the whole world, I thought about you everyday since I left. And now, just look at you! You look amazing. You have a perfect body, and deep eyes that look into the soul. I know we're cousins and all, but I want you!""Oh thank God! I wanted to hear that from the moment I first saw you get out of the car!" She looked to the side and blushed a little as she said, "I was kind of spying on you last night. You looked so cute, laying there.