Cousin Erotica Novels & Stories

I flailed for something to hold, grabbed the shower curtain then thought again because curtains cost money and anyway it wouldn’t have worked except as a metaphor for reck- less passion. So I braced myself as best I could, one hand on the slippery tiles, another on the tub edge. Steam enshrouded us carrying scents of cosmetics, visions of vanilla chiffon. Pale streaks of foam spiraled into the drain and vanished. His hands dug into my hips. In the midst of the vapor and wetness, his cock shored me up, enormous and substantial where I was soft and hidden. They wouldn’t show that in the movies. This wouldn’t even make a porno because it wasn’t camera friendly. Impossible to see our thrusting c

And, buying everything I thought about my affair with Dennis was nothing related to a mere friendship, it was enough just for that bottle of wine of yours to end for us to see ourselves moored to each other. Dennis was a strong, handsome, powerful man, and he gave me an unusual boner. I didn't always need some stimulus to feel ready for him "and with that I just want to romanticize the term "get absurdly wet"", so it all started with a kiss and I already knew where it would end.

She should forget about her embarrassment. She lifted one leg and slung it over his shoulder as she clung even harder to his neck so that she would not fall. She saw the sudden change in his expression. His eyes seemed to be on fire as he stared at her. Does the man still feel lust even if he is no longer erected? She inadvertently moaned when his hand caressed her raised thigh. The warmth of his palms on her skin was making her feel hot. She didn't expect him to kiss her thigh.

Cassia woke up the next morning with her panties extremely wet. Cheating because of a game was not the same thing right? She pressed her legs together, now wishing that she'd brought a vibrator along. She desperately needed to have an orgasm. She rolled out of bed. “Morning, sinner.” Cassia groaned, snapping out of her lewd thoughts. Ava was propped against the balcony door, her robe slipping off one shoulder, and eating pineapple straight from the platter.

Her mother was horribly shy, and she knew her cousin wasn’t wrong, and she looked away color staining her cheeks, “I might have told Ercole’s daughter and children how good of a fuck he was, and I think Lourdes went back. Then the guy from her church complained about my language. I think she hoped he’d be open to me, but I ruined it when I went on and on about how my body really liked Ercole’s dick despite the fact he was a miserable bastard.” Her cousin’s mouth opened and closed multiple times before his entire face broke into a smile and then he erupted with laughter, his cigarette falling to the ground as he roared. In seconds she was joining in, and they were holding each other up as the

Luna Iris’s POV “I want to see you squirt.” I blurted out my feelings, in the midst of my heavy breathing and deep moans. One of the reasons why I have always wanted to have lesbian sex was because I wanted to see and taste what women squirt was. “Ouuu!!! Our client for the day wants cum to run down her throat.” The Luna that was eating me out said joyfully and clapped her hands. She stood up from beneath and moved upwards to my face.

I looked down at Lisa as the first spurt of cum shot into my ass. “Take him Mike, let Brian come inside you!” Lisa whispered. I relaxed my asshole and felt his big cock throb and pulsate as he emptied spurt after spurt of hot cum in my asshole. Moans surrounded the room as my cousin came inside me and my aunt fucked herself with reckless abandon while watching her son come inside her nephew’s ass. The feeling of his come splashing inside me and my cock inside Lisa was too much for me as I soon shot my second load of the day into my cousin’s dripping cunt.

His cock was hard. He climbed on the bed and moved over me. “Open your legs, Lila.” I spread my legs wide. He kissed me hard. His tongue pushed into my mouth. His hand went between my legs and rubbed my pussy. “You are so wet for me,” he said. “You want your sister’s fiancé to fuck you, don’t you?” “Yes,” I gasped. I reached down and grabbed his cock. I guided the head to my entrance. He pushed in hard. I cried out.

My own fingers never left my clit, working in a frantic, blurred motion. I pushed off Dante one more time, another fountain of my release spraying so far it almost cleared the bed. I was beyond gone. I sank back down, gripping Kael’s length to stroke him while Jax grabbed me by the neck, pulling me into a deep, desperate kiss. When he pulled away, he kept his hand on my throat, his eyes dark with a terrifying intensity. "You like being our little secret, don't you, Ariel? You like being the family slut."

She said, "Don't worry about it. Look all you want. It's not like I'm going to lose anything." She really didn't care. She was showing off her smooth legs right in front of me and letting me stare all I wanted. I smiled back and said, "You're really something. Those are the prettiest legs I've ever seen." And just like that, we started chatting back and forth. It turned out that her name was Lauren Ward. She had a boyfriend, but he could never satisfy her. Every time they were together, he would be done after just a few moments. The more frustrated Lauren became, the more she craved release, so she started using toys to take care of herself.