Cousins Making Out Novels & Stories

Everything was starting to make sense in my head. “So, they did have something.” “Jesus, I’m not saying that, Delu,” he replied, exasperated. “I swear I don’t give a damn what my cousin does, honestly.” “That’s a lie.” “What’s a lie? I’m not lying to you.” My mind was clouded with images of the two of them having sex—raw, explicit sex. Touching, groping—disgusting!

The sort couples do when they’re dating. Yeah, no big deal. Just my mouth. On his. In front of an ailing patriarch and a family full of snoops. Casual. ‘You’re not joking?’ I asked, even though I already knew the answer. ‘I’m not.’ I opened my mouth. Closed it. Tried again. I probably looked like a dying goldfish on land. ‘My cousin tried something similar,’ he said. ‘Hired a girl to play the girlfriend act. It was Christmas Eve, the whole family was there. They fooled no one. His mum cut off his allowance for three years. Till he brought home a real girlfriend.’

I’m not a teenage girl which is still curious about sex happening, but I was terribly annoyed by the fact that they had their jobs in just a minute and instead of rehearsing and fixing themselves they are ravishing heavenly feelings. I might praise them for their perfect choice of place because this spot is a secluded area. A body clasping sound is the one I heard after. They’re at the climax of their job soon to cum. Without hesitation, I opened the curtain wide. I was terrified to see that the two persons making love behind the shadows were David and my cousin in which, who is one of my models to this day. “What are you doing?” I don’t know if this is the right question when by facts, I al

I smile at her and put m y other hand over hers. "You also know that , I don't need t o tell you about the Love o f your Ved ." I said t o her sincerely but winked i n the last t o which she laughed but the pink tint o n her cheeks didn't g o unnoticed b y me. "Brides its time..." one o f our cousin came and informed u s. W e stand u p and they checked our last time makeup. Soon our cousins brother came , and we went with them under the flower bed which they were holding.

Mom and Dad exchanged a look, their fury intensifying. "Melanie Spencer, get out here right this instant! Stop hiding in there, pretending like you can't hear us! How can you be so rude? How dare you call your cousin an outsider! You know what? You're the outsider in this family! You have no right to talk to your cousin like that!" All that they received in response was dead silence. My body was lying in that bathtub, the one I'd dreamed of soaking in just once. My eyes were wide open. Beneath me was a pool of bloody water.

I could only imagine what else tasted good, but this definitely was not the time or place for it. She moaned into my mouth, so I took the opportunity to deepen the kiss. My mate responded with just as much vigor, not shying away from my exploration and domination of the kiss. A snicker broke the spell that was over us. I reluctantly, very fucking reluctantly, pulled away from my mate. Percy, my fifteen-year-old cousin, stood at the opened elevator door with an annoying fucking smirk on his face. I had no problems with my cousin. We were close and all. However, I had a problem with the fact that he effectively cockblocked our first make out session.

"Excuse me. But who are you?" Drunk Junhui almost answer her but Seungkwan covered his mouth. "W-We are Celine's cousin. I am cousin number 1." Then he mouthed at the two. "Ahh! I am cousin number 2," Hoshi introduced. "I am cousin number 4, I mean, 1? 2? Ah! 3! hehe," Dokyeom, who cannot lie, said. Madam Krissy looked at Junhui. "And what about this handsome fellow?"

“Only cousin. That makes you my least favorite too.” Vivian, embarrassed by the position she is in on my lap, tries again to slip out of my grip. Werewolves are possessive and very affectionate with their mates. She will get used to it eventually, especially after she sees the way Ben treats Courtney, and the way Courtney always disgustingly grabs Ben’s ass out in public. I gag each and every time, but it’s common among mates.

Curious at what I did, my eyes squinted, sighing as I asked them, “What exactly did I do last night?” My two cousins, who seemed to enjoy making fun of me, stood up and reenacted what had happened last night. Mike remained standing while Liam knelt on one knee, raising his hands, pretending to offer something. “Marry me, Aya, and I will give you anything you want, even pay you… give you a blank check. Just be the mother of my children -”

Luxian muttered into his hands. “It’d be better if he saw the whole thing,” Damien mumbled with a crooked smirk. From the living room, Ashiel shouted: “ARE YOU GUYS MAKING OUT IN THE PANTRY?!” Ken burst into laughter. Cris choked on his soda. Luxian buried his face in a dish towel. ⸻ The laughter died down. The movie kept playing, mostly ignored. Luxian sat curled into the corner of the couch, Damien beside him—close, but no longer touching.