Cuz By A.J. Brown A guy gets to know his adopted cousin and realizes she is not what she seems **Note to my readers: I write Custom Stories for those who enjoy my work that would like a personal story written for them. Please email me at ajbrown2005@yahoo.com if you would like more information on my Custom Stories** It had been a long time since Jordan had visited his aunt and his uncle. But he was 24-years-old now and now that he had been out of college and on his own for two years, he wanted to spend more time with his family. His parents were going out there for a weekend visit so Jordan figured he would join them. His aunt and uncle were very wealthy people, with a big house and nice cars, which was different than Jordan's parents who were quite average. His aunt and uncle had a daughter named Lily. They had adopted Lily and she was born in Paraguay. It had been an especially long time since Jordan had seen her. He didn't remember much about her, and could barely picture her, but he did remember that she was a fairly quiet girl. "That's a nice BMW," Jordan said as his parents pulled up to his aunt and uncle's house as he admired the silver vehicle. "Is that Uncle Ben's or Aunt Abby's?" "It's actually Lily's," his mom said. "Uncle Ben and Aunt Abby bought it for her." "How old is Lily again?" Jordan said, feeling pretty sure he knew how old she was. "She's twenty," his dad said. Twenty years old and she had her own BMW. Jordan was 24 and driving a Ford Taurus and this girl was 20 and driving a BMW. He was already starting to wish he didn't come along for this trip. When they went inside, Jordan started out feeling a bit of resentment towards Lily already. But his aunt and uncle were extremely friendly and welcoming to him which made him relaxed and not so worried about it. They showed their guests around the beautiful house and then led them into their study where Lily was hanging out. "Lily, your aunt and uncle are here," Aunt Abby said to her adopted daughter. "And you remember your cousin Jordan, right?" "Yup," Lily said and she cracked a bit of a smile. Jordan got a feeling from the smile she gave that she felt like she was better than he was. "Nice to see you again." "Nice to see you," Jordan said. He was actually nervous talking to his younger adopted cousin and he couldn't quite figure out why. "Hi Lily," Jordan's dad said with a smile and his mother just waved to the girl. "Abby, Ben, why don't we all go get something to drink?" his mother said. "We can leave the kids here to catch up." Jordan's parents and his aunt and uncle left the room, leaving him alone with this girl who he hadn't seen in years and hadn't spoken more than a couple of words to his entire life since she had always been so quiet. But he was a social guy and didn't think that it should be too hard to get a good conversation going with her. "So you're in college now?" he said, information that he had learned from his parents on the way there. "What's your major?" "I'm a journalism major," she said. "I like to write." She continued to talk some more about her major and he wasn't really absorbing what she was saying. This was his cousin and all, but she was an adopted cousin, and he had to say that this was possibly the prettiest girl that he had ever seen. There was something about her prettiness that made it more than other girls. She almost looked like she was some kind of princess that you'd see in a Disney movie, just looking much prettier than any regular girl would. She had dark hair, that was wavy, and she obviously took care of. She easily had the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen and he felt like he actually could see a twinkle as he looked into them. He looked at her perfectly smooth lips that had lipstick on them as she continued to talk about her major in college, what it was like, and what she wanted to do with it, with him only processing a small percentage of what she was actually saying. She had much darker skin than him, his parents, and his aunt and uncle who were all very fair skinned, their nationalities mainly being Irish, English, and Polish between the five of them. She looked like she definitely would tan well in the summer and if she was ever hanging out on the beach with the rest of them it would be obvious they weren't related by blood. She spoke very eloquently with a soft tone but she spoke very clearly, saying every word smoothly so it could be heard, with not a single mumble, slur, or anything like that. She had a little bit of a sexiness in her voice as well that he noticed but it didn't turn him on or anything. Listening to her speak just made him feel like he was speaking to a beautiful girl that he didn't deserve to be in the company with and he was still getting a vibe as she spoke that she thought that she was better than him. He didn't necessarily think otherwise. As she talked more and he discreetly observed her some more, he noticed what she was wearing. She had on a bright yellow thin sweater that went well with her beige pants. She had yellow socks on that looked like they could be brand new, although he assumed that this girl just kept her socks super clean. He also noticed all of the diamonds that she had on. She had on diamond earrings that sparkled and a diamond necklace. Daddy truly spoiled his little girl. But he also looked at the diamond ring that she had on. It looked bigger and more expensive than ones that he saw on most married women. "You engaged?" he couldn't help but interrupt and ask. "What?" she said, looking thrown-off. "Oh, my ring. No, that's from my dad." She looked a bit embarrassed. Jordan was glad to see that. It made her seem a bit more 'human' and made him feel a bit less like he was talking to some princess whose company he wasn't worthy of. He figured he should change the subject. "So what kind of things are you interested in? You play any sports at school or anything?" The princess was beautiful but she didn't exactly strike him as the athletic type. He felt embarrassed for asking the question. He felt like he didn't want to say anything that would make him look stupid. "I don't play any school sports or anything," she said. "I do Brazilian jiu-jitsu. Since I was born in Paraguay I got interested in it a long time ago and I've been doing it since I was a kid. So I don't know if you count that as a sport. I'm a big hockey fan, though." "Really?" he said, not expecting her to be a hockey fan at all and hearing her say that made him forget about the jiu-jitsu part. "Who is your team?" "Red Wings, all the way!" she said. She said it excitedly, clearly a big fan. He liked it when she showed a little emotion like that whether it was embarrassment about her diamond ring or excitement about her hockey team. He preferred that to her soft-speaking eloquent talk that made him feel nervous. She talked a bit more about hockey and she went back to talking in the eloquent way that she had been initially. There was something about her voice when she talked that gave him a tingly feeling. At one point she started tapping her fingers on the wooden arm of the couch that she was sitting on. "You like any other sports?" he asked her. "Football or anything?" "Nope," she said as she shook her head and was giving him a partial smile. "Just like watching hockey. I actually gotta get going now, though. I have an appointment to get my hair done. I guess my mom's making us dinner later on. I'll see ya later." His aunt made them a big dinner when it was time to eat and Lily got home just in time for dinner. She had gotten some lighter highlights in her otherwise dark hair at her appointment and she got it cut just short enough to make her look even prettier, which he wouldn't have thought was possible. The family had dinner together and Lily was back to being her quiet self, the way that Jordan had always remembered her. She looked elegant the way that she cut up the vegetables that she was eating. She popped a couple of cherry tomatoes in her mouth with her hand and she looked cute when she did it. Jordan had a couple of drinks with the dinner which loosened him up a bit. "So does everyone want dessert?" Aunt Abby said. That sounded good to Jordan. "I'll pass," Lily said as she stood up and wiped her pretty face one more time with her napkin. "It was a great dinner though." Jordan had a couple of more drinks while they had dessert and by the time he finally left the table he had a good buzz going. He got up and figured he'd go find out where Lily was and go hang out with her some more. The buzz had him craving talking to the extremely pretty girl more. He found her back in the den, sitting in the same spot, but this time with her legs stretched out, and her socked feet resting on the coffee table that was down there. "Hey," she said with a smile and she put down her phone. They talked some more. She hadn't had any drinks with dinner but she seemed a bit looser too than she had when she was talking to him initially. Maybe it was because she felt more comfortable with him now that she had talked to him a bit or maybe his buzz and the fact that he was more relaxed was rubbing off on her a bit. "So Brazilian jiu-jitsu, huh?" he said and he realized that the hockey thing had distracted him earlier from the fact that she was interested in this martial art but he was curious about it. "That's another one of your things?" "Yup. Love it. It's so much fun." "You ever go up against guys?" She chuckled. "It's mostly guys in the class. Not many women are into it." "You able to beat any of them?" "Yeah. I wouldn't be very good at it if I always lost." "You think you could take any guys outside of the class?" he said curiously and she just kind of nodded confidently like she was saying it was obvious that she could. "You think you could beat me?" "You have any martial arts, wrestling, or any kind of organized fighting experience?" "I mean," and he felt a bit embarrassed when he thought about the fact that he didn't really have any. "Not 'organized'." "How much do you weigh?" "195." "Oh yeah," she said as she smiled confidently and chuckled. "I could definitely take you." Jordan was 5'10. Lily looked like she was about 5'4 and there was no way that she weighed anywhere near 195. He certainly didn't expect her to react that way after hearing his weight. "What do you weigh?" he asked. He knew girls didn't like telling people how much she weighed but since she had just asked him. "119." "And you think you could beat me?" It didn't kick in right away but he was starting to feel insulted. This was his little girl cousin. "You want to give it a try right now?" The den was separated from the rest of the house so at least his parents and hers wouldn't know they were doing that down there. He figured there was no chance she went for it anyway. "Sure," she said, though she sounded a bit reluctant. "It's not often that I roll off of the mats. But why not?" She smiled with a smile that was cute and a little sexy as she stood up, looking like she was totally cool with the idea of wrestling around with her bigger cousin. She stretched out a bit and then she took off her sweater. She wore a skimpy t-shirt underneath it. Her upper-body looked fit. Her boobs didn't look that big but they looked firm and they looked good. She took off all of her jewelry. She walked over to a part of the den that was carpeted but cleared out and she got on her knees. "Normally in jiu-jitsu we start on our knees," she said and he this time he thought he caught a bit of an accent from her when she said 'jiu-jitsu', an accent that he hadn't noticed earlier. "But if you want to start on our feet so your height advantage isn't taken away from you, we can do that." "Nah, that's alright," he said and he got down on his knees on the carpet across from her. "We can do it the way you do it in 'Brazilian jiu-jitsu class'." "Alright," she said with a smile and she looked very comfortable. "Let's go." She slapped his hand to get started and then she grabbed him at the shoulders. She felt so light and soft. He figured he'd go hard at first just to show her that he was clearly the stronger one and then loosen up once that was proven. He pushed forward with all of his weight and he was easily able to push her on her back. Her back hit the carpet hard but she didn't look like she was bothered by it. As he attempted to pin her down, she kicked out her legs, and immediately wrapped them around his upper body before he could react. He continued to try and just pin her shoulders down but with her legs tightly around his ribs, he couldn't get close enough to pin her. He moved his arms up and tried to pull her legs off of him but she squeezed tighter. Her legs definitely felt a lot stronger than her upper body did. He could tell he was going to have no chance pulling her legs off of him with his hands, which was a problem since it was hurting his ribs the harder she squeezed. He definitely felt embarrassed being trapped by his girl cousin the way he was and he wanted to get himself free in a hurry. He tried pushing down on her right thigh but that wasn't working either and he could feel the muscle in her leg. He looked down at her face and she looked calm. She then grabbed a hold of his left wrist with her right hand tightly and she pulled him forward towards her. Her hand felt soft and girly but she had a strong grip and he couldn't pull his wrist free. She then took her left hand, weaved in underneath his left arm, then grabbed his left forearm with her left hand. Her upper body had not felt very strong when he initially grabbed her but she suddenly had complete control of his arm and he didn't know what to do about it. He tried to pull it free but he couldn't. Lily proceeded to twist his arm behind his back and jack it up in an extremely painful position. The pain was excruciating as she kept applying more pressure and suddenly he was completely at her mercy. "Ah!" he yelled and his voice sounded high-pitched when he yelled it. "You're gonna break my arm!" "You tap?" she said and she didn't let go. "Yes!" he said and he was not happy that she didn't let go of him when he said she was going to break his arm. "Let go!" She let go of him and his arm was in a lot of pain. It definitely felt like she would have broken it had she held onto it just a couple of seconds longer. He looked at her and she didn't look like she felt the least bit bad about it. "If you can't take the pain then you gotta tap out," she said. "Otherwise, I'm not going to know to let go. You want to go again?" He still felt that pain in his arm and he wasn't excited about the idea of diving right back in and risking her doing that to him again. But then he looked at her and her pretty face. He didn't think there was any way that this girl could beat him if he was actually ready for her attack. He had just underestimated her the first time. He needed his revenge. "Yeah," he said. She got back on her knees, he did the same, and she slapped his hand. They both sat there on their knees and this time he was more hesitant about attacking her so aggressively. He figured he'd wait to see what she would do. She looked like she was thinking about how she was going to attack as well. She then jumped at him and even though she was a lot smaller than he was, he was definitely not ready for it and couldn't defend against it. She grabbed his shoulders and put all of her weight into him to make herself feel strong. He landed on his back and she mounted on him. She moved her legs in and squeezed the sides of his upper body with them, keeping him in place, as he tried to push her off of him. He reached up and pushed at her shoulders trying to push her off but she leaned forward and she pushed her boobs right into his face. She put her forearms on the side of his head then put her hands on the top of his head to control his head. She squeezed her arms and she pushed her boobs right into his face. Her boobs felt very firm but the position she had him in was extremely humiliating. As she pushed her boobs in tighter it was becoming difficult for him to breathe. He tried to turn his head so he could breathe but he wasn't even able to do that, she had his head so tight. He pushed at her sides trying to get her off of him but she was balancing her weight so he couldn't move her. Breathing was becoming more and more difficult. He didn't want to tap out from this position but if he could get some more air soon, he didn't know if he was going to have a choice. He continued to try and turn his head to either the left or the right, just so he could breathe a bit easier, but with her arms pushing strongly into the side of his head and her boobs pushing into this face, she had it firmly in place so he could not move it. As took as much of a couple of breaths that he could from the little room that he had to get air, he heard himself whine a bit. He was embarrassed that he did that, although he thought it might get him a little sympathy and she'd ease up a little. But she did not. His difficult breathing was making it so he didn't want to be more aggressive but he decided that was the only chance that he had. He tried a lot harder to turn his head from side-to-side and he pushed on her sides, creating a little movement, but not enough for him to get air. Finally, just when he thought he may have to tap again, he was able to turn his head to the right, so his right cheek was on the carpet, and take a few much needed breaths. He heard himself whine again after another one of the breaths and Lily was still on top of him with her arms around his head and her boobs now pushing into the side of his face, doing her best to prevent him from moving. Moving his head to the side took plenty of effort from him and he didn't feel like he was going to be able to move any more other than that. He wondered how long Lily was going to keep him there and if he should tap out again. But then she started to move again. She was so quick and she knew exactly what she wanted to do, which made it almost impossible for the untrained Jordan to try and defend against her. She got up, spun to the side, and took control of his right arm in the process. She squeezed his arm between both of her legs and then leaned backwards, trapping him in an arm-bar. Her right foot was over his chest and her left socked foot was pushing right in the side of his face. This was even more humiliating for him than being trapped with her boobs in his face. He tried to pull free but she leaned back and he could not break free. It was extremely painful and as she leaned back more it felt, again, like she could break his arm. She leaned back more and he let out a wimpy sounding moan as he tapped out with his free hand. Her socked foot pushed against his face some more when she let go of them and then sat up. He lay there for a second, feeling humiliated, and now both of his arms hurting. When he agreed to go on this trip he hadn't expected that his girl cousin would be kicking his ass. "Want more?" she said with a smile once he sat up. She started to get in a position like she wanted to do it more and although his aching arms made him want to stop, he had too much pride to tell the girl he couldn't take it anymore. So he nodded and got in a wrestling position as well. This time he was going to have to go all out. He lunged at her hoping to intimidate her with her size but that just didn't bother her at all. She swiftly moved out of the way then got behind him and took his back. She wrapped her left arm around his neck from behind and as he tried to pull her feminine arm away she wrapped her legs around his ribs. She hooked her feet right into his inner thighs, taking control of his legs. He had been too busy trying to get her arm from around his neck to defend against her legs but now she had his legs trapped. As he reached down to try and pull her feet from his legs, she grabbed her right bicep with her left hand, and then put her right forearm behind his head, completing the rear-naked choke. Her arms were small and feminine but she knew exactly how to do that choke to make him suffer. He could not breathe at all and he could feel her girly arm pushing his Adam's apple in, really choking him. He tried for a couple of seconds to pull her arms away but he couldn't even give it much of an effort because it felt like she was going to knock him out. He tapped out and she let go. He leaned forward and gagged a couple of times while he was trying to catch his breath. He felt that his eyes had really watered up. He knew that he had no chance against this girl but he turned around and she looked like she was already getting in position to go again. "Ready?" she said. His ego still didn't want him to back down from this challenge. But the pain he felt in both of his arms as well as his throat, and the fact that he was still having a hard time taking a full breath, was all stronger than his ego at that point. "Nah," he said, wondering if she was going to tease him about it. "I'm done." He stood up, feeling a major head-rush when he did, losing his balance a bit and almost falling over. He could see out of the corner of his eye that Lily was still looking at him, like she was waiting for him to say more. He wouldn't look back at her and he walked out of the room. He went right to the guestroom he was staying in, closed the door, and lay down. He was tired, completely worn out, and his bones were aching. He fell asleep within a couple of minutes. He was woken up a bit later, not knowing what time it was, and the first thing he saw was the soles of two bare feet right near his face. He could tell by the darker skin color on those feminine feet that they were Lily's. They looked extremely smooth on the bottom, though she was wrinkling her soles up and wiggling her toes. Her heels were resting right on his chest. Her feet looked bigger than he realized, looking like they were close to a size 8, which for a smaller girl he thought was rather big. They definitely looked bigger than he had initially thought when he first saw them with socks on, although part of that could have been just because they were fairly close to his face. He could smell them as well. It wasn't necessarily a bad smell, but they definitely had a foot stench to them, similar to that of clean feet that just hadn't been washed since their wrestling match earlier. He looked up her fit legs which he could now see since she had short brown shorts on. She had on a black tank-top. She had a bratty looking smile on her face, like she was enjoying the fact that she could do this to him - and he wasn't sure what he could do about it. This was the girl that had just whooped his ass earlier and as he felt her heels digging into his chest he didn't want to try and move them and end up trapped in another one of her jiu-jitsu holds. Her butt was sitting between his legs though it was barely brushing against his dick through his pants. It felt weird having that kind of contact with her. She was really wiggling her toes around to make them noticeable. "Rub my feet!" she said with a bratty tone, her demeanor now completely different from the elegant one that she had shown earlier, now just coming across as a pesky brat. "Rub em!" She looked like she was biting her lower lip, so eager for him to do this. And he didn't know what else he could do. If he tried to escape he didn't know if she would try to keep him from doing so or not, but he was intimidated enough by their grappling earlier that he didn't want to try. So he reached up his hands and started rubbing her left foot, the grin on her face growing when he did, and she let out a sexy sounding chuckle. She continued to wave her toes on both feet back and forth and he could feel the ball of her foot moving between his fingers as she did that and he rubbed. "Mmmm," she said, and it was hard for him to tell if the noise she made was just her being satisfied or if she was actually getting turned on by this. He thought it sounded like the latter but he didn't want to think about that. "It feels so good." He continued to rub her foot, feeling more humiliated the longer that he did it and thought about what he was doing. He wondered if he should just stop or if she was going to tell him to at some point or just wait until he did. She didn't look like she wanted him to stop any time soon as she kept smiling and now she was wiggling the toes on her right foot more rapidly like she was trying to make sure that one got attention. And he went right ahead and started rubbing her right foot for her. He could still smell that little bit of odor that was coming from them, which didn't really bother him, expect that it was more of a reminder of what he was doing. "Mmmm, you're such a good cousin," she said. When she spoke that time she sounded like she was either turned on for sure or that she was just really pleased about him rubbing her feet. He didn't really like being called a 'good cousin' for rubbing her feet. It made him feel like he was the one that was adopted into the family who wasn't blood, he was the younger one, or even that he was her pet or something the way that she said it. "Do my feet stink?" she said, smiling as she said it. "No." He could still smell them but based on that smile on her face he thought that it would satisfy her more knowing that they did. Like she was showing that much more dominance over him if her feet stunk and he smelled it. He didn't want to give her that satisfaction. "Wow, I'm surprised," she said, still looking amused by the whole thing. "I haven't even taken a shower since we grappled." She then wiggled her toes some more and slid her feet closer to his face like she was trying to make him smell them. He felt her butt bump is crotch when she did so and he could feel that his dick was hard. She was really wiggling her toes in front of his face now, showing her complete dominance over him, and all he could do was lay there and rub her foot. He started to breathe a bit more heavily as he wondered what she was going to do next. That bratty look on her face made it seem like she had something in mind and he was completely vulnerable to whatever she wanted to do. Her moans had sounded like she was turned on and he knew that he was aroused whether he wanted to be or not. It was an intense moment for him as he awaited what she would do next. She took her feet off of his chest and put them to the side of him. "That felt sooo good having my feet rubbed," she said to him as she started to get up. "You should definitely come visit more often, cuz." She turned around and he watched as she walked away from him and walked out of the room. He just lay there looking at the ceiling. He certainly didn't expect the visit to go that way they it had. He felt completely humbled as he thought about what it felt like being dominated when he wrestled her and then rubbing her feet. **Email ajbrown2005@yahoo.com if you would like more information on my Custom Stories**