Cousins Making Out Novels & Stories

he hissed under his breath. Thick, hot spurts of cum erupted over my fingers, spilling onto his sweatpants and my hand in messy pulses. He barely managed to stay quiet, a tiny, choked groan escaping him that he quickly turned into another fake cough. We both sat there panting, trying to act normal while the family continued watching the movie, completely oblivious. Aunt Clara glanced at us again. “Are you two catching a cold or something? You both sound weird tonight.” I forced a weak smile, my hand still wrapped around Caleb’s softening, cum-covered cock under the blanket.

It is the one that most directly faces west, so you will have a perfect view of the sunset over the lagoon. "Oh, my!" Susan said, looking at the bed in front of the 4th unit where two men were in a 69 sucking each other's cocks, while on the bed in front of the 5th unit were two women in a 69. "They're actually two couples, friends from France," Raimana explained. "This is the open group. It's quite normal. I hope that this is satisfactory." "This is perfect," Krista said. "Are there any rules?"

The two of them walking shoulder to shoulder through a shopping district. Another. My cousin had his arm draped casually around Ethan's shoulders while Ethan looked up at him with what seemed like an affectionate smile. Each photograph drove the knife deeper. Then came the ones I hated most. A blurry image of Ethan leaning against a car while my cousin stood far too close. Another where Ethan appeared to be adjusting my cousin's tie. One photograph captured what looked like Ethan reaching for his face. The angle made it appear almost like a kiss. My grip tightened until the edges of the photographs bent beneath my fingers.

I felt so pissed that I almost yelled at them to make out, and maybe eat each other’s pussy while they were at it. I checked again, and the position had changed, they weren’t watching anything on Kylie’s phone, and instead, they’d been wrapped up against each other, making out and kissing furiously. Their bodies were pressed tight together as they pushed their tongues deep into the others' mouths. They were not wearing any underwear and I could see the faint outlines of their breasts pressing into each other, my eyes traveled further down, and I could see my sister’s pussy glistening with juice. Fuck, I should look away.

I dried my hair and climbed into bed. My phone lit up with a message from Mr. Warren. [Ms. Lane, I recently took a similar case. The client wants a consultation. If you're okay with it, may I give her your number? She'd like advice from someone who's been through this before.] [That's fine.] A few minutes later, an unknown number called. "Hello, is this Ms. Lane?" The young woman sounded like she'd been crying. "My cousin borrowed my car, and when she brought it back, the engine had been swapped out.

“There’s no going back now.” The cousins were initiated with deep, possessive strokes. Thick cocks filled their pussies and asses in long, luxurious movements. Mouths sucked on breasts, drawing warm milk while fingers teased swollen clits. The cousins kissed constantly, tongues dancing, but the pleasure was edged with tension — the awareness that every moan, every squirt, every drop of cum was being recorded and could destroy them all if the wrong person saw it. The shared orgasm built like a gathering storm.

At the same time, she worried her status in this tight-knit group might be impacted, so she quickly denied it. "Didn't your cousin mention that she came here looking for her boyfriend?" asked a basketball teammate. "Yeah!" "Since she took Logan away, doesn't that mean Logan is her boyfriend?" "If they weren't a couple, why would they have acted so intimately? Your cousin even got mad at you for Logan. We all saw it." The others chimed in, recalling what they had witnessed. "You guys are oversimplifying this." Carrie suddenly laughed, puzzling everyone. "It seems my cousin and I are too good at acting. We've managed to fool all of you!"

I moaned out loud, unable to control the imagination that I am the one he is going on and my hand grabbed my large breast, squeezed and pulled at my nipples. My lingerie was already soaked, I was so wet, I couldn't stand it anymore. Yara pulled Mauris up and he balanced his body in between her thighs. What they were doing could cause serious trouble within the pack as Yara is supposed to be mated to Kylie, but the lust we all felt pulled us away from the thought of the consequences of what we were doing and since we were all doing something wrong then we might as well have a threesome. Just because he is my cousin doesn't mean we can't have a threesome, I thought devious grin spreading acros

) Areej said as I gritted my teeth because right now, I couldn’t do anything more than that and they were having fun with that. “Bring her to me.” I said in a deep masculine voice. “We can’t because nothings come for free besides she is busy being someone’s girlfriend right now.” Areej informed and threw a bomb at me. “What the f**k are you spouting?” I asked in a menacing manner. “One of your cousins wanted to jealous a girl so she pretended to be his girlfriend for that because he told her that he is the one who is marrying her.” Suzi informed with fear in her eyes as now my eyes were getting sore.

I flip the picture again and there is a woman this time around sitting on Michael's thighs with her breast pressed to his chest in a tight hug, she looks at the camera with a smug look, like she owns Michael's body. “Oh my…” I whisper when I realize just what I am looking at, this is a picture of my cousin having sex with a woman on camera. The heading caption reads: 'Stretch me, daddy—fill the hole you shouldn’t' As I scan the image I hear footsteps coming and the door swings open wider, Michael is standing in front of me with a bag over his shoulder and a lazy smile on his handsome face. “Hello cousin” he says with a low time that feels like there is a vibration between my legs, my own rea