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The story is a fiction and does NOT recommend any experimentation or indulgence of the sensuous acts in it.

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CasNova as much as I admire your creativity. Can I beg to not continue this story please.
To you its just a story but to a whole lot of us reading this, its an experience we finally locked away. There's a name for the kinda sex stuff you have with cousins and family related people. Its called INCEST and its not a pretty event at all. So I beg you, discontinue the story mbok!!!!!!!!!

You can do well and keep your prejudice out of the thread.

If it's offensive to you, don't read it.

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You can do well and keep your prejudice out of the thread.

If it's offensive to you, don't read it.

Mr Keep-your-prejudice-to-yourself thank you for your contribution

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Turning her head to face me, she flashed me a brilliant smile and murmured back tiredly, “I love you, too.” And then we slept.

Bukky was gone when my alarm went off in the morning, the stickiness of dried fluids stuck to my inner thighs and my nudity beneath my blanket the only evidence of our nocturnal activities. actually, there was a slightly damp, slightly crusty spot on my bedsheets where our mingled jism must’ve leaked out of her overnight. I debated whether or not to wash the sheets or leave the spot there as a reminder that I hadn’t imagined the whole thing (Yes, I washed the sheets).

Getting out of bed, I went through my morning routine, dressed, and went down to get breakfast before class. Arin hadnoreason to comment about my distracted state because I wasn’t distracted in the slightest. My mind wasn’t wandering with ruminations about the consequences of my actions. I didn’t find myself “digressing”. I simply went about my day feeling completely at peace with where I was in my life.

No regrets.

No second-guessing myself.

It had just felt so right. I loved her. She loved me.

We weren’t Going to try and get married or anything. But for now, in the middle of this pandemic, I knew I had found a way to support my big cousin and keep up her spirits, immunocompromised or not. And I felt good about that.

Bukky, on the other hand, didn’t look quite so peaceful. When she came down to start her morning coffee, she couldn’t quite look me in the eye. Arin remarked that SHE looked distracted, and Bukky just waved her off muttering something about not getting a full night’s sleep. And then my big cousin was gone.

And NOW I started second-guessing myself.

I waited until a time when I knew Arin had a Zoom class and Bukky didn’t. After listening just outside Arin’s closed bedroom door to make sure her class had started, I silently padded down the hall to Bukky’s door and knocked twice.

“Who’s there?” she called.

“It’s me,” I said softly, not wanting my voice to carry loud enough for Arin to hear, closed door or not. There was a pause, as ten seconds turned into twenty, and then thirty. Feeling a sense of déjà vu, I thought about saying something further, but before I could, the door popped open and Bukky stood there with a resigned expression on her face. She waved me in, and I headed for her desk chair while she closed the door behind me.

“I’m sorry about last night,” she began with furrowed eyebrows as she took a seat on her bed and crossed her legs. She was dressed for school in a cute blouse over a spaghetti-strap camisole, suitable for a Zoom class, but comfy sweattrousers on the bottom.

I popped my eyebrows. “you don’t have apologize for that.”

She fiddled with her fingers in her lap. “I took advantage of you while you were sleeping.”

I arched an eyebrow. “Is that What you’re telling yourself?”

She frowned. “It’s a fact. I snuck into my little brother’s room, molested him in my sleep, sucked his dick, and then mounted myself on him before he could really wake up and give verbal consent. that’s basically rape. Had the situations been reversed and you shoved yourself into Arin while she was still asleep...”

I scowled and nodded reluctantly. “you may have a point, but (A) I’m a guy, and (B) I was more than happy to roll you over and hammer you into the mattress. As for not giving verbal consent, I was afraid you were a dream and I didn’t want to break the spell.”

Bukky exhaled slowly, conceding, “I suppose.”

“To be clear: you have my consent. Anytime, anywhere, even if it’s in the middle of the night. Okay, maybe not anywhere. like, probably best if you don’t strip me and try to start banging while we’re hiking up on some ridge with Arin and a bunch of other people around. But other than that ... Yeah. Consent anytime.”

Bukky rolled her eyes, muttering, “you enjoyed yourself.”

“Of course I did! you were absofreakingly incredible. you were fan-banging-tastic. I’m daydreaming about doing it again right now.” I arched an eyebrow again. “didn’t you enjoy yourself?”

“Yes...” My cousin sighed and looked out the window. “But that doesn’t make it right.”

“Doesn’t make it inappropriate, either.”

“Of course it’s inappropriate. I’m your cousin.”

“I’m aware of that fact.”

“We committed incest. Aren’t you torn up about that?”

“Not really.”

Bukky shook her head in mild disgust. “men. all they care about is whether or not you have a working vagina, emotions be damned.”

“Hey!” I got up from the chair and sat beside Bukky, reaching over to rub her spine up and down before pulling her against my shoulder side-to-side. “I love you, Bukky. Now I’m not in love with you. And yeah, I haven’t necessarily felt it was a requirement to feel deep-seated emotions for a girl before I started having sex with her. But please don’t lump me in with your idea of a stereotypical male just out to get his rocks off. I DO have strong emotions for you. you KNOW I care about your happiness. I’m just saying that the whole ‘incest’ thing? Well ...no... it doesn’t really bother me. We’re in the middle of a pandemic. all we have is each other. I do happen to have the only working erection in this house, and for the first time in two months I feel like there’s actually something I can do to improve your mood! I’m thrilled!”

“you sure you’re not ‘thrilled’ because I let you blow a massive load of sperm into my Arrow?”

“Well of course I’m thrilled about that too. And I didn’t hear you complaining at the time.”

“Only because I didn’t want to make enough noise for Arin to hear.”

I leveled a look at her, not believing the lie.




Home Alone: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/home-alone-with-steamy-cousins/43005

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“Only because I didn’t want to make enough noise for Arin to hear.”

I leveled a look at her, not believing the lie.

“Okay fine. I had one of the greatest orgasms of my life feeling you spurt inside me. Happy now?”

“Yes! Knowing that I did that for you makes me very happy.” I grinned, but then took a deep breath and turned myself to face her a little more directly. And I stated with heartfelt sincerity, “At the same time, I’m only happy if you’re okay with this. I want to make perfectly clear that you did not rape me.

"I don’t regret what we did, and I’d love to continue ... assisting ... you in satisfying your sexual urges from time to time. But if the incest thing really bothers you and you want everything to Go back to the way it was before, that’s okay too. I love you and I’ll accept Whatever it is that you need.”

Bukky blinked a few times and looked down at her fiddling fingers in her lap for a long time. She inhaled and exhaled slowly, controlling her breathing as if she were in a yoga class.

And she closed her eyes for several seconds before opening them and then fixing me with a look I couldn’t quite decipher right a way .

“Do you really mean all that?” she asked softly.

I nodded. “Every word.”

She reached one hand up, caressing my cheek as she stared into my eyes, searching for ... something. I tried to pour all my love and affection into my gaze, willing her to understand.

Her hand caressed my cheek for a little longer, and the hint of a smile started to tug at the corners of her lips. And then quite slowly and deliberately, she slid her hand behind my head, drew me closer to her face, and she pressed her lips to mine.

The kiss didn’t last long, but it was long enough for her to sigh happily and press her tongue into my mouth for a little while. It was over way before I wanted it to be over, but she turned her head a way and stared into her lap, fiddling with her fingers.

Shaking her head, Bukky muttered, “you really DO have the only working penis in the house. It’s been less than two months of quarantine and already my vibrators aren’t cutting it.”

“We can tell. you bitch about it to Rhoda often enough.”

Sighing, Bukky groaned, “I thought I could handle that one night I gave you a Mouth Gig. It was such a... naughty ... thing to do. I got an illicit charge out of that, and it definitely put me in a good mood for a few days. But at the same time, it didn’t get me off.

I went into your room last night thinking I would just suck you off again, maybe finger myself while I was doing it. I wasn’t planning to bang you, but you have such a beautiful dick, and I couldn’t get the idea of riding it out of my head.”

Her voice trailed off, but sensing she wasn’t done yet, I didn’t speak.

“I still can’t get the idea out of my head,” she added.

I smirked. “Well now -I- can’t get it out of my head, either.”

Bukky rolled her eyes and got off the bed.

“Hey Bukky?” I called.

She glanced back at me.

“Uhhh, I just wanted to confirm. Are you still on the pill? I tried to ask last night but you were a little ... vague.”

She chuckled. “Yes. not that I was expecting to get laid or anything, but my periods can get irregular so I’ve kept taking them.”

I visibly relaxed.

“That doesn’t mean it’s okay for us to keep banging.”

“Fair enough.”

Walking over to the door, she reached out and grabbed the handle but did not yet turn it.

“I don’t know What I want yet,” she explained. “I’m not saying it’s never Going to happen again, but I’m not saying it is. you may be fine with What we’re doing, but I need to think about this a little more, okay?”

“Okay.” I nodded my understanding as I got off the bed and approached her, saying sincerely, “I love you, Bukky.”

She smiled at me and nodded. “I love you, too.”

And then I left. Nothing happened between me and Bukky for the next several days. I never woke up in the middle of the night feeling something tickle my balls. She never invited me into her bedroom. She never even gave me more than a simple hug during the day.

On the bright side, she wasn’t standoffish, and she could smile and have a conversation with me face-to-face without getting all awkward. We ate our meals, attended our classes, and generally went about our normal pandemic-world routine. I played some video games, the girls the media platformd their friends, we read some books, and streamed television programs. In a word, everything was: normal.

On Saturday, the three of us went on a 10-mile bike ride, picked up fast food on the way home for dinner, and watched Extraction on African Magic. After the movie was over, I went into my room and cued up Pornny.

But then came Sunday.


Home Alone: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/home-alone-with-steamy-cousins/43005

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On Saturday, the three of us went on a 10-mile bike ride, picked up fast food on the way home for dinner, and watched Extraction on African Magic. After the movie was over, I went into my room and cued up Pornny.

But then came Sunday.

It started off normally enough. I woke up after 11am. Bukky was in her room but had the door open while she worked on a school project. Arin was in the kitchen and said she was making brunch for everyone. I gave her a big hug of thanks and then went to pour myself some orange juice.

Bukky joined us for the meal, and we chatted about nothing in particular. Arin announced that she was doing a Costco run that evening as we were running low on some of the supplies and asked us to write down anything we needed.

We scribbled a few things onto Arin’s notepad and left it next to the table where we kept the car keys, just in case someone thought of something else to buy between now and then, and split up to Go our separate way s.

I started by washing the dishes and frying pan. Bukky went back upstairs to finish her school project. And Arin stretched out across the big sofa to read a book. Everything was utterly and completely “normal”, the way it had been now for days.

In the afternoon, Bukky chatted with her friends for a bit, but we convinced her to play games with us for a while. And then it was time for Arin to make her Costco run.

Ever since we were kids our family had gone to Costco around 5 to 5:30pm on a weekend. We could eat cheap hot dogs and pizza for dinner (al way s a treat for a kid), and more importantly, it was never that busy right before closing time.

This was especially important during a pandemic to keep down the risk of bringing coronavirus home to Bukky, so Arin put on her N95 mask and headed out. For some reason, Bukky went to the front window and pulled back the curtain a few inches, watching the car back out of the drive way , turn down the street, and drive a way .

And then she pounced.

I had turned on African Magic before the car had even left the garage. I’d been rapidly thumbing the arrows, scrolling around someWhat aimlessly hoping something would trigger an impulse inside me saying, “Watch me! I’ll actually be interesting!”

The point is, I hadnoidea my arms would be suddenly full of Hot cousin until the moment they were. And then suddenly Bukky’s tongue was in my mouth while her hands slid beneath the hem of my shirt to scratch her fingernails over my abs.

Now this is interesting...

Seconds later, she broke our kiss to cross her arms and abruptly rip her baggy sweatshirt over her head, baring those big boobs to my gaze supported by a flesh-toned bra.

“Bukky?” I questioned just once while staring at her breasts.

“I want to do it on the couch,” she husked breathlessly while reaching behind herself to unsnap the bra. The cups popped forward as if on springs, and she quickly shucked the garment off her arms before grabbing my head and yanking it into her cleavage.

I nodded my agreement wordlessly, brushing my nose across her nipple. My arms wrapped around her body as I kissed and licked the globes of Bukky’s bountiful bosom, finally pulling back far enough to take a puffy pink nub into my mouth.

I suckled like a baby while she cooed at me, stroking my hair. meanwhile, her hand inverted and slid down into my shorts, grasping my rapidly growing erection.

She gave me enough time to switch boobs, suckling at the other teat. I couldn’t decide yet which one was my favorite breast. More taste testing would be required, I was sure. But for now, my cousin dismounted me, stood up, and started yanking down her sweattrousers and gestured for me to do the same.

Seconds later, she stood up, fully naked, while I hadn’t removed a thing. She gave me an annoyed look, gesturing at me and saying expectantly, “Well?”

I blinked a few times and only then started to pull off my shirt. When it was off, I apologized by saying, “Sorry, but I just had to stop and stare at you. you’re Gorgeous, Bukky.”

She practically melted and immediately hopped her bare-naked body right back into my lap, wrapping her arms and kissing me warmly. But a few seconds later, she got off me again, muttering, “Hurry up!” She suited actions to words by grabbing the waistband of my shorts and yanking them down to my knees.

“Hey, hey, relax,” I told her, reaching out to caress my cousin’s cheek. “Arin will be gone for at least an hour, maybe even two.”

“Yeah well maybe I want to bang you more than once, maybe even thrice.”

My jaw dropped. “Three times?”





Home Alone: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/home-alone-with-steamy-cousins/43005

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My jaw dropped. “Three times?”

She flashed me a wicked grin. “If you can get it up, I’d love to help you make it Go back down.”

No, we didn’t make it to “thrice”, but we did make it to “twice”. After she got me naked, Bukky knelt on the floor in front of me, worshiping my cock with her mouth and hands for a few minutes to make sure I was as hard as an iron pole before climbing aboard and riding me.

I slobbered all over her tits and squeezed her butt-cheeks, using them as handholds to pin her clit down against my pelvic bone and really grind her against me. With nobody else in the house she didn’t have to stifle her screams, although she made sure not to get loud enough to alert the neigYoruba moviers or anything like that.

After cumming, Bukky got off me and then bent herself over the backrest, wiggling her juicy butt back at me. I happily stepped between her legs, held her hips, and slammed my way in from behind.

As before, my cousin had been satisfied by her first orgasm and seemed happy to let me seek out my own. Also as before, she enjoyed my up-tempo hammering enough to climax a second time.

I had stopped myself from busting my nut inside her while she recovered from that second orgasm. And when she realized I was still hard, she looked back at me with a coy smile and asked, “Do you want to cum inside me? Or do you want to cum ON me?”

My eyes grew as big as saucers for a moment, and she already knew my answer. She leaned forward far enough to disengage us, spun around to kneel atop the couch cushions, and wrapped her lips around my shaft.

Grabbing hold of my ass, she directed me to face-bang her a bit while she tried to open her throat, not quite succeeding all the time, and she had to stop and cough a bit.

At that, I stopped face-banging her, unable to see my big cousin in tears. But she waved me off and simply grabbed on with both hands, twisting and stroking and begging me to squirt my jizz all over her pretty face.

About a minute later, I did just that, the first shot splattering across her nose and forehead. She closed her eyes and leaned in, coaxing out more and more cream while she circled her face to one side or the other, trying to spread out my spunk until she was literally covered in incestuous brother-cum.

“How do I look?” she asked with an impish smile.

“you look amazing,” I said truthfully.

“you know What I love about you?” she asked, scraping a glob of cum off her eyelid with one finger and popping it into her mouth, sucking on it like a lollipop.

“What?”

“I love the heat in your voice when you give me these compliments, or when you tell me you love me. I know with one hundred percent certainty that you mean every last syllable.”

“I do. I really do.”

She giggled, scooped up more cum into her mouth, and then got up to Go clean the rest of her face off.

I sat back to catch my breath for a bit, and then went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. I had a feeling I’d need to stay hydrated around her.

Bukky returned a few minutes later, checked the clock, and started gathering up her clothing. From the kitchen, I frowned and shot her a puppy dog look, complaining, “I thought you said you wanted to Go for ‘thrice’.”

Bukky smiled. “We took about a half-hour. I want at least one more round, but we should probably take this upstairs, just in case Arin comes back early. We’ll hear the garage door Go up and you can scramble back to your room if need be.”

I nodded and replied, “Makes sense.”

Bukky nodded and started heading for the stairs, looking quite giddy that we were doing this. But after three steps, she stopped and looked back at me, an almost nervous expression on her face.

I had started to follow her but stopped and arch an eyebrow. “What is it?”

My cousin blushed and gave me a hopeful look. “would you Go down on me?”

I snorted. “Is that What you’re worried about? Of course, Bukky. Anytime, anywhere.”

“Arin, wake up your brother,” Mom drawled on the screen.

My cousin elbowed me in the ribs, pretty hard, startling me from my daydream. “Huh? Whuh?”

“I was asking,” Mom scolded me, “If you’re taking good care of Bukola.”

I blinked twice in shock as panic set in. “Whu-What?” I said tersely.

From the other side of Arin on the couch, Bukky leaned toward the middle of the camera frame and explained, “He’s taking care of me just fine, Mom.

Picked up my meds on Tuesday and I know he’s being careful to social disdistanceelus, the door hinge broke off the bathroom cabinet on Wednesday and he patched it up.

He cleaned up the yard. He vacuumed the television room. He does everything I tell him to do like an obedient little brother.”




Home Alone: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/home-alone-with-steamy-cousins/43005

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Interesting story

He does everything I tell him to do like an obedient little brother.”

Obedient little brother indeed


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