LOGINI keep my eyes closed and let my cousin kiss me again. The sweet taste of my wet labia is just an aftertaste now, but the kiss makes me even wetter.
Michael pulls away and unbuttons my pajama top, button by button, until my heavy breasts are fully exposed.
"It's even better naked... Cousin, I can't believe you hid all this for so long," he says, leaning forward to kiss the tip of my right breast. I moan. Everything is so new to me, everything feels so good.
He sticks out his tongue and slowly licks my nipple, and my legs tremble with desire. He cups my breasts in his hands and sucks on my nipple, making me moan loudly.
His mouth feels so hot and wet against mine as I arch my back and press my breasts harder against his mouth. He moans and takes my other breast in his hand, playing with it and rubbing it between his dry fingers. After a while, he switches, sucking on the nipple he had pinched earlier, and then pinching the other one.
It feels so good that I can't help but make sounds. My moans sound like the women in the video links Hanna sent me earlier. My hips move of their own accord. I just know I need to feel something on my vagina again.
It felt so good when Michael had his fingers down there. I want that feeling again. "Michael... Michael..." I moan his name, and he lifts his head from my breast and lets my nipple slide out of his mouth with a loud pop.
"Can you... please... can you touch me down there?" I whisper shyly. "Where, kitten?" Michael asks, grinning at me. I shudder at the teasing look in his eyes. "Down here... in my..." I point to my wet opening, and he smiles.
"I'll only do it when you can ask properly," he says, rubbing his nose between my breasts while his hands subtly move to my waist and begin massaging it. "Please... can you touch me... my pussy?" I say, my voice getting softer with each word.
"I didn't quite hear you, kitten, say it louder," he hums, and my lips tremble. I could cry, I long so much for him to touch me. Never in my life have I felt so desperate, so dirty. "Please, Michael, touch my pussy," I say, and he giggles.
“That’s a good girl. You do want your cousin to touch your virgin pussy, don’t you?” he asks, finally touching it and rubbing a specific spot in a circular motion. I moan softly as I feel his finger there.“Please…” I gasp, spreading my legs wider for him. “Damn… just look how you’re spreading for my cock,” Michael says, brushing a strand of red hair from my face. “I need a taste of your juice,” he says, kissing his way down my stomach to my pussy. My eyes widen.
“Michael…” I exclaim in surprise. He spreads my legs and licks my pussy. The sensation of his tongue is overwhelming, and I moan with pleasure. Michael ignores my cries and gives it his all, kissing and sucking on my labia as if they were my own lips.
I moan and writhe, and he only intensifies and speeds up, licking up every drop of juice that runs out of me with such fervor that I wrap my legs around his head.
Michael is so good at this. He moans, and the vibrations course through my entire body, eliciting soft whimpers and sighs. I feel like I'm in heaven. The sensation between my legs is so intense.
"Michael, please..." I cry out, and he falls silent abruptly with a mischievous smile and my sticky lips. "As you wish," he says, licking his lips. "No... no... please don't stop... I..." I stammer, sitting up.
"I don't want you to stop," I say, and he grins at me. “Do you want to go further… let me show you the stars from here,” he says, and I nod eagerly. “Do you want this, Kitty? Do you want your cousin to be the first inside you?” he asks, and I nod again.
“Good girl, now open your legs for me, I’m going to be gentle,” he says softly as he pulls down his pants and positions himself between my legs.
“Wait…” I say, placing my hand on his shoulder. The size of his penis scares me; it’s the first time I’ve ever seen a real one. Curiously, I touch it, and Michael moans. “Does it hurt?” I ask, moving my hand up and down.
“No, baby, but it’ll feel even better when he’s inside you.”
“I’m ready,” Michael says, and I smile at him. “I’m ready,” I say, and he slowly pushes it in, inch by inch. I squeeze my eyes shut as the huge shaft penetrates me.
It hurts so much, but at the same time, it feels so good. Michael doesn’t say anything more, but I can feel his penis throbbing inside me as I wrap my arms around him.
I gasp and moan as he begins to move slowly and deeply inside me. “Ah… aha…” I moan, and he penetrates me even deeper. My eyes roll back at the force of his hips hitting mine.
He increases the pace, and I place my hands on his shoulders for support as the hot sensation in my lower abdomen intensifies and overwhelms me. As I come for the second time, I feel warmth spreading through my belly, and Michael presses his face against my shoulder.
“Damn, kitten, coming inside you feels so good,” he gasps, and I moan in response, still intoxicated by having surrendered to my cousin.
“All summer long, your pretty little pussy is mine, got it?” he asks, and I nod. We press our lips together in a scorching hot kiss.
Lena’s POVThe second the front door slammed and the car engine faded down the street, Maya’s fingers were already back inside me.Two of them. Deep. Curled. She didn’t ask. She just pushed in like she owned the space, and my body opened for her like it had been waiting all night. I was still on my back in my bed, sheets tangled around one ankle, shirt long gone. Her mouth found my neck and sucked hard enough to leave a mark while her fingers worked me open with short, filthy strokes.I grabbed her wrist and held it there.Not to stop her.To keep her exactly where I wanted.She added a third finger. The stretch burned in the best way. My hips rolled up to meet every thrust. Wet sounds filled the quiet room. I could feel how soaked the sheets already were under my ass.Maya pulled her fingers out, shoved my thighs wider, and put her mouth on me.No warm-up. No teasing. Just her tongue flat against my cunt, licking me open like she was starving. She sucked my clit between her lips and
Maya POVI had started leaving things in her room. A thick black marker that used to live in the kitchen drawer. A small clear glass bottle from her own desk, the kind that once held perfume oil. It was empty now, smooth and tapered.A soft scarf that had been buried in the back of her closet. A handful of wooden clothes pegs taken from the laundry basket.I put them where she would see them if she looked hard enough, then waited.The afternoon was quiet. Mom was in the next room, the door half-open, sorting through a box of old photos on the floor.I could hear the soft slide of paper and the occasional quiet comment she made to herself.Lena was on her bed with a book she wasn’t really reading. She looked up when I walked in and shut the door. Her eyes went straight to the way I locked it with a soft click and then to the scarf already in my hand.“Maya.”“Lie back.”She didn’t move at first. I crossed the room, took the book from her fingers, and set it aside. When she still hesit
LENAIt was another day, I told myself I wouldn’t do it again. That the marks on my thighs and the lingering ache between my legs were enough of a warning. That I could just stay in my room, lock the door, and pretend none of it had happened.When Maya’s calm voice came from the hallway, I ignored it the first time.“Lena.”I stayed on my bed, headphones in, pretending I couldn’t hear.She called again, closer.“Lena. Come here.”I got up, crossed the room, and locked the door. Parents were both home, Dad in the living room, Mom somewhere downstairs. I could hear the low murmur of the television.I sat back on the bed and waited.The doorknob turned. Once. Twice. Then her voice, right against the wood.“Open it.”I didn’t.Something hard hit the door. Then the lock gave with a sharp crack. Maya shoved the door open and stepped inside.I scrambled back. “Get out. I said no. I’m not doing this anymore.”She didn’t answer. She just walked toward me.I tried to push past her into the hall
Lena’s POVThe bathroom was already full of steam when Maya pulled me in by the wrist and locked the door behind us.She didn’t say anything at first. She just turned the shower on full, hot enough that the glass started fogging in seconds, then stripped without looking away from me. Tank top over her head. Shorts shoved down. Bare. Already flushed. She stepped under the spray and held out her hand.I took it.The water hit my shoulders and ran down my chest in thick streams. Maya pulled me in until our bodies were flush, wet skin sliding against wet skin. Her mouth found mine immediately—deep, open, hungry. Tongues sliding. Teeth catching. She kissed me like she had been thinking about it all day and finally had me where she wanted.One of her hands slid down my stomach, between my legs, and cupped my cunt. Two fingers pressed against my clit, rubbing slow circles while the water poured over us. I moaned into her mouth.“Fuck—”She kept rubbing. Kept kissing. The steam made everythin
LENAThe next dinner was normal. That was the worst part.Dad was talking about some work stuff. Mom was asking about the weekend plans.The table was set the way it always was; plates, glasses, the long white tablecloth that hung almost to our knees. Maya sat directly across from me. She hadn’t looked at me once since we sat down.I kept my eyes on my plate. My body still ached from earlier. My clit felt swollen and sore every time I shifted, and goodness the marks on my shoulder and neck were hidden under a loose shirt, but I could feel them every time the fabric brushed my skin.I thought if I just stayed quiet and ate, I could get through it.Then Maya’s foot touched mine under the table. It was a light press at first. I froze almost immediately. Still she didn’t look up, just calmly cut a piece of chicken and put it in her mouth while her foot slid higher, pushing my knees apart under the tablecloth.I tried to close them but she pushed harder.Her hand left her lap.I felt the w
The knock came again, sharper.“Lena? I heard something. Is everything okay?”Lena’s body went rigid under me. Her eyes opened wide in pure panic. She tried to shove me off but I didn’t move.I pressed my cunt down harder against hers, grinding slow and fucking heavy so the wet drag of our clits was impossible to ignore.I made the friction worse on purpose.I leaned in until my mouth was against her ear with my voice low.“Answer her.”She shook her head frantically with her lips trembling. Tears were still wet on her cheeks.I bit the soft muscle of her shoulder,hard enough to leave a mark, and rolled my hips in a long circle that dragged my swollen clit over hers with brutal pressure.I fucking loved the way she choked on a sound.“Answer her,” I repeated quietly, “Or I keep going louder.”Her throat worked. I felt the way her cunt fluttered against mine, traitorously wet even through the fear.“I… I’m fine, Mom,” she called out. Her voice cracked on the first word. I ground down
“Ah…”So this is what it feels like? The sex my classmates won't stop talking about, I prop up my phone and spread my legs to do it better and a soft moan escapes from my lips.I have never done it before but I keep hearing my classmates say it feels good and it really does. My own soft sounds fil
Elara’s thighs are already shaking when the second finger slides in beside the first,she’s wedged between two towering rows of law journals on the third-floor stacks of the university library the exact spot Victor specified back pressed to the cold metal shelving, short plaid skirt bunched around
The summer sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the suburban neighborhood as Michael loaded the last of his boxes into the trunk of his beat-up sedan. College loomed just a few hours away, a new chapter that both excited and terrified him. But before he could drive off into that un
Michael's POVRosella's body has been on my mind since the day she stepped foot into our home.Everything about her is like a fucking magnet and I can't help but get attracted to her in every way.Empty bottles of lubes, packet of condoms and boxes of tissues are stacked up in my bedroom because of







