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“What do you mean you don’t know yet! I gave you my virginity last NIGHT and less than 24 hours later you’re already thinking about who you get to pork next?”

“Oh goodness! Are we really having this conversation right now?” I gestured with both hands to our big cousin’s butt-plugged anus and sputtered, “L-L-Bukky is literally buck naked and waiting for it right now!”

Arin shot laser beams out of her eyes at me and spat sarcastically, “Oh, I’m sorry. Is the time inconvenient? Do you want me to just shelve the discussion until AFTER you’ve sodomized our big cousin?”

“What? No! I just...” I paused and rubbed my forehead. I looked at Arin’s angry face. I looked at Bukky’s naked body, big tits on display, knees in the air, and thighs spread apart with a blue butt plug in her ass. And still rubbing my forehead, I apologized, “Sorry, Bukky.”

Our big cousin grimaced, closed her legs, and did a sit-up. “My fault for killing the mood in the first place.”

Shaking my head, I grabbed Arin’s hand and led her out of our cousin’s room and down the hall way .

Bukky called out, “PMS is a biiitch!”

“Not helping!” I yelled back.

“At least it’s a good sign her period’s coming!”

Shaking my head, I closed my bedroom door. Arin was on my bed and I went to sit down in the desk chair.

“Look, Arin, I love you. I’m IN love with you,” I began.

“My heart Goes pitter-patter with the intensity of your emotions,” Arin deadpanned.

Burying my face in both hands, I took deep, calming breaths and tried to gather my thoughts.

“Do you love me or don’t you?” Arin asked, not able to wait any longer.

“Of course I love you.”

“you’re just saying that because I gave you my virginity and you can tell I’m mad at you and you’re trying to get out of trouble.”

“Yes. Absolutely. I can tell you’re mad at me and I’m trying to think of What I can say to make you less mad. I’m a guy - that’s What we do.”

“I knew this was a mistake,” she scoffed.

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“Yes. Absolutely. I can tell you’re mad at me and I’m trying to think of What I can say to make you less mad. I’m a guy - that’s What we do.”

“I knew this was a mistake,” she scoffed.

“My cow, Arin.” I rubbed my forehead, unable to think of any combination of words, numbers, or hieroglyphics that could make her calm down.

Briefly, I thought about just walking a way , giving her space, and hoping she’d figure it out on her own. But I realized that would be exactly What “a guy” would do, and for her I wanted to be better than that.

“Look, I’m not Going to come up with some amazing big speech that will suddenly make everything better. But I AM trying here.” Getting off the chair, I moved to sit beside my cousin and wrapped her up in a warm hug.

At the moment, it seemed like she would rather be hugged by a porcupine, but I squeezed harder and didn’t let her squirm a way . And when I started nibbling on her shoulder she acquiesced and stopped resisting, though she didn’t hug me back.

“I love you,” I stated in earnest, with a lot more feeling than before. “And I’m not saying that because we had sex. This past week has been amazing.

I have loved spending every minute with you, apart from maybe the last five minutes or so. I never thought I’d fall in love with you. you’re my little cousin and I wasn’t supposed to do that.

But it happened any way . I’ve been banging Bukky for weeks, but I never developed feelings for her. Yes, we’ve formed an intimate bond far deeper than we ever had before, but I plainly told her I wasn’t ‘in love’ with her. I fell in love with you.

Bukky was al way s the bossy big cousin. you and me: we’ve been at team for a lot longer than just the past few months. you’re my best friend during the day. you’re my cuddle partner at night.

Even if we’d never taken that next step of physical intimacy, I would have loved you just the same. I never said I’d want to see other people after the pandemic is over. I also never even thought about seeing other people after the pandemic is over.

The idea never entered my mind. So when Bukky asked the question, I didn’t have an immediate ‘no’ answer because I hadn’t stopped to think about it yet. that’s so far off into the future for me that it’s a complete unknown. But I will say this: Bukky is right.

There can’t be wedding bells and all that for us. you’re my cousin. I love you, and I’m IN love with you, but someday -I- will have to wrap my head around letting you Go. Or were you seriously considering being faithful to your own brother for the rest of your life?”

Arin frowned as she turned her head to look back at me, and I stopped talking. Arching an eyebrow, she deadpanned, “thought you weren’t Going to make some big speech.”

I blinked twice and shrugged.

Arin sighed and pushed at my arms for me to let her Go. I released her, and she stood up from the bed. “You know, I did think about What it would take to marry you, have kids, and live happily ever after.”

“Seriously?”

She pursed her lips and looked a way from me. “It kinda hurts that you never thought about it.”

“You’re my cousin. A week ago I wouldn’t even let myself fantasize about you; if I did, I’d force myself to imaging my hairy, fat college roommate doing whatever sexy thing I was picturing you doing. you, on the other hand, you said you’ve been in love with me for years. You’ve had a lot more time than me to wrap your head around this idea and think that far into the future.”

Waggling her head, Arin conceded, “Okay, fair enough.”

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Waggling her head, Arin conceded, “Okay, fair enough.”

“And even now, as much as I love you, I still feel the big brother instinct that I’m supposed to protect you, not ... molest ... you.” I sighed and got off the bed myself, walking in the opposite direction. “The absolute last thing I want is to keep you to myself and prevent you from finding a real happily ever after with a nice guy who will love you, cherish you, give you the kids I know you want AND ... by the way ... be able to kiss you out in public without Mom and Dad freaking the bang out.”

Arin sighed again and shook her head. “you’re right, you’re right. It’s just ... I grew up with Disney princess movies and started planning my wedding when I was twelve. Every time I imagined What it would be like to walk down the aisle, I imagined you were the man waiting for me at the end.”

“Arin...” I intoned.

“I know, I know. It can’t ever actually happen that way . In my head, I al way s told myself that, but ... a girl has her dreams. This whole week has been a dream. And last night...” Her voice trailed off as she stared into space, that look of wonderment back.

I quickly went to hold her again, hugging her from behind while she cooed happily and wrapped her forearms on top of mine. “The dream’s not over. I’m still right here.”

She nodded and sagged against me. “I love you, big brother.”

“I love you too, Arin.”

She took a deep breath, exhaled, and seemed to finally relax. I held her just like that for a long while, but eventually she twisted in my embrace, and I let her Go so she could turn around to face me.

“Look,” she began, “I know I’m being selfish and unreasonable right now. My hormones are Going crazy, my brain is filled with serotonin from the high of FINallY losing my virginity to theman I’ve been in love with since I first realized What love is. And at the very first sign that I wasn’t Going to get my Disney princess happily ever after, I cracked. I’m sorry about that.”

“You don’t have to apologize.”

“I do. I need you to know I’m not Going to turn crazy stalker on you for the rest of our lives. I’m not Going to hide in the back seat of your car the next time you Go on a date or anything similarly insane to spy on you. I’m not actually a delusional little girl.”

“I don't know. The fact that you even thought about the mechanics of how to spy on me during my next date is pretty ‘crazy stalker’.”

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“I don't know. The fact that you even thought about the mechanics of how to spy on me during my next date is pretty ‘crazy stalker’.”

“I’m crazy about you, and I have a vivid imagination, which is why I’ve been able to hold onto my cherry all this time. But I realize polite society won’t let me marry my brother. I realize that someday you may end up falling in love with some other girl who isn’t me, get married to whoever that bitch is, have kids with the LovePeddler, and I’ll have to swallow my hatred of the slut for the rest of my life.”

I blinked and held her at arm’s length, alarmed at her language. “Arin!”

“I may not like it, but I’ll do it. For youR happiness.”

Her words reassured me, but the way her nostrils still flared worried me a little. I raised both eyebrows, measuring her.

Taking a deep breath, Arin exhaled slowly, and as she did so a lot of her visible anger bled a way . “Look, I reserve the right to be in love with you for the rest of my life, alright? Maybe I’m being a love-struck teenager. Maybe I’ll outgrow my infatuation with you as time Goes on. But right now this is how I feel. And not even you can tell me I’m not allowed to have those feelings.”

I nodded slowly. “Fair enough.”

“I just got you, alright?” Her eyes were a little moist. “I didn’t think that only a day after we finally made love that I’d have to contemplate losing you already. I thought we could at least float off on a cloud of honeymoon bliss for a while until my period came.”

“Would’ve been nice,” I agreed.

I squeezed her tightly. Everything had snowballed so fast. One minute I was minding my own business, playing video games, and jerking off to internet porn. The next thing I knew, my big cousin had my dick in her throat, my little cousin watched me banging the goodness out of my big cousin, and then said little cousin was giving me her banging virginity. Everything had been fun and games and playful ... But pesky emotions had gotten involved and all of a sudden things were very, very real.

Taking a deep breath, I gave her a serious look and said, “I’m sorry my thoughtless words caused you this much anguish.”

Arin shrugged. “It’s okay. I’m the one who overreacted.”

I agreed that she’d overreacted, but I was smart enough to keep my mouth shut. Arin hugged me tightly, took a deep breath, and then looked up at me, a clear invitation for a kiss on her face.

I happily gave it to her, my shoulders finally relaxing as it seemed that the immediate danger had passed.

At first, it was a sweet kiss, but neither of us wanted to let Go, and our tongues came out the play. Arin’s hands wandered down and slipped into the back of my shorts so she could palm my ass. Turnabout was fair play, so thirty seconds later my hands palmed her bare buttcheeks as well.

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At first, it was a sweet kiss, but neither of us wanted to let Go, and our tongues came out the play. Arin’s hands wandered down and slipped into the back of my shorts so she could palm my ass. Turnabout was fair play, so thirty seconds later my hands palmed her bare buttcheeks as well.

A minute later, Arin started walking me backward until the back of my legs hit the mattress. She broke the kiss then, kneeling before me and pulling my shorts down with her. I moaned as she took my rapidly-hardening cock into her mouth and let my hands settle on top of her head. Five minutes after that, she was flat across the mattress with those long, lithe legs I loved so much crossed at the ankles behind my lower back.

Neither of us had cum just yet when the banging at my bedroom door started. We were getting pretty close though, which is why we were making so much noise. We both tried to ignore the banging and just kept Going, Arin screaming her pretty little head off. that’s when Bukky stopped banging and instead just started yelling, “This isn’t very polite of you two! you left me naked, Hot, and all alone! you realize I still have a banging butt plug in my ass?!?”

I couldn’t help laughing, and stopped my urgent thrusting into Arin’s tight pussy. She was laughing as well, and smirked up at me, saying, “Let her in.”

I arched an eyebrow. “you serious?”

My little cousin nodded.

With a shrug, I called out, “Door’s unlocked!” And then I focused on thrusting again.

It took ten seconds for Bukky to realize I was serious and actually open the door. I heard it open but didn’t turn to look. all my attention was on the beautiful young woman beneath me. I ground my pelvis against her clit and carved my cock along her inner walls. And after another minute or two, I was rewarded as she clutched my shoulders tight and squealed in orgasmic bliss.

My turn.

Once Arin came down from her climax, I hooked my arms beneath the backs of her knees and leaned forward, the motion spreading her legs obscenely wide. I hammered her poor pussy then, taking massively big, long lunges to ensure she felt every last millimeter of my throbbingly hard shaft plunging in and out of her like an oil derrick. My teenage vixen lover tossed her head side to side as she screamed in ecstasy, and she came for a second time even though I wasn’t focused on getting her off.

As the pleasure built inside me, I ramped up my thrusting even further. In my mind’s eye, I could see the needle of a speedometer climbing higher and higher and higher. I was pushing myself to my limits, using every ounce of energy I could muster from the six-pack abs my cousins loved so much, straining to max out as if I could only hit the magic number, I would finally explode (in a good way ).

Arin sensed my impending eruption, grabbed her own calves and pulled herself even further back. I knew from both workout routines and occasional yoga that she was really, really fascinated and she literally folded herself in half beneath me, trapping her knees almost alongside her own ears. And that’s when she said something I was never expecting.

“Cum inside me,” she husked, eyes aflame.

“Are you serious?” I asked, panting for air. I didn’t slow down my thrusting though.

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“Cum inside me,” she husked, eyes aflame.

“Are you serious?” I asked, panting for air. I didn’t slow down my thrusting though.

“Cum inside me. Flood my womb with your sperm. The odds are astronomical right? Probably the same odds of society letting me marry you and start a family. So just cum inside me, please? Whatever happens, happens. It’s impossible, of course. But maybe, just maybe ... If the Gods of destiny are on my side, we could have a miracle. If not, then that’s What’s meant to be. Don’t think about it anymore. I’ll get on the pill after this and take them religiously. I’ll never give you cause to worry ever again. But today? Right now? Let me have this one shot, please? Cum in me, big brother. Cummm ... Innnn ... meEEEEE!!!!”

“ARRRRGGGHHHHHH!!!!” I howled as I emptied a diluvial torrent of jism into my teenage little cousin.

“ARRRRGGGHHHHHH!!!!” I howled again as my cock erupted another flood into the back of her womb, just like she’d asked.

“ARRRRGGGHHHHHH!!!!” I howled one more time, my brain exploding with fireworks of pleasure as I filled Arin up to the brim.

And I delighted to hear Arin screaming in orgasm right along with me.

I may or may not have blacked out just then. I certainly don’t remember What happened in the time immediately after blowing my load deep inside my little cousin’s unprotected pussy. When my eyes opened again, I was staring straight up at the ceiling, having apparently flopped onto my back at some point.

“What the... ? Oh my ... Ohhh ... shiiiiitttt...” Arin moaned somewhere beside me, her voice not quite right for a girl recovering from orgasm. Rather, it sounded like she was moaning from current arousal.

I flopped my head to the side, the phrase “I love you” on the tip of my tongue. But once my brain processed the images being fed to it by my eyes, the words vanished into thin air.

Bukky’s head wriggled between Arin’s thighs, audible slurping sounds coming out from their joining. I gawked at them in silence, unable to believe What I was seeing. Arin’s head was flopping from side-to-side, expressions of utter rapture and utter confusion alternating on her face as she whimpered in shock, “Bukky! Bukky? What the ... unnnnggghhhh!!!”

And a moment later, my big cousin popped her head up, the entire lower half of her face shining with moisture. She gave me a goodness-eating grin.

“I just love creampies,” she announced with a giggle.

I finally found my voice and said...

“My goodness!”

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“I just love creampies,” she announced with a giggle.

I finally found my voice and said...

“My goodness!”

“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 your cousins.”

Frowning, I didn’t answer Mom, instead leaning forward around Arin to look at Bukky on the other side of her, saying, “I told you she al way s asks that.”

“Well it’s a good thing she does,” my big cousin replied to me before turning her attention back to the iPad, “because the answer is NO. He did not take good care of me today and I am not happy about it.”

Dad suddenly appeared in the frame. He was al way s puttering about in the background doing something or other, half-participating in the conversation and half-wishing he could be elsewhere.

Like father, like son.

In any case, Dad popped in and asked, “Bukola? What happened?”

Bukky rolled her eyes and jerked a thumb at me. “Let HIM tell you.”

I blushed beet red and started panicking.no way in hell was I Going to tell my DAD that Bukky was upset I hadn’t ass-banged her after she’d gone to all the effort of cleaning her anus, lubing herself up, and even pre-stretching her sphincter with butt plugs. “Uhhh ... uhhh...”

Arin explained matter-of-factly, “He was busy getting himself off instead of helping Bukky out with something he’d promised her he would do.”

“Arin!” I said tersely.

“Well, it’s true,” Arin replied with a smug grin.

“Maybe the first time,” I protested, my mind racing while I sputtered a bit and then finally added, “The second time was your fault.”

“MY fault?!” Arin exclaimed.

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“Maybe the first time,” I protested, my mind racing while I sputtered a bit and then finally added, “The second time was your fault.”
 
“MY fault?!” Arin exclaimed.
 
“Yes, YOUR fault.”
 
“didn’t we have this conversation about not telling me that stuff?” Mom interrupted.
 
I dropped my face into my palm and muttered, “Shoot me now.”
 
Everyone ignored me and returned to their conversation. And by everyone I mean my cousins and Mom, since Dad had once again wandered off.
 
not that I’d actually be allowed to wander off. Space out and daydream while seated on the couch so Mom could pretend I was “participating”? Yes. But not wander off. And while my little cousin prattled on, I went back to reminiscing about what the three of us had been doing right before this the media platform call.
 
 
 
“So are we finally going to do this or what?” Bukky stood in my door way  with her hands on her hips, an annoyed expression etched across her face as she glared at me and Arin.
 
Per our usual Monday afternoon routine, I was at my desk doing homework while Arin sat on my bed with her laptop. I swiveled my chair around and looked at her, my mind still on Thermodynamics. “Do what?”
 
Steam coming out of her ears, Bukky gestured at my little cousin and said, “Do I need to drag Arin into my bedroom and lock the door again for you to take a hint?”
 
Arin giggled.
 
My ears reddened as it dawned on me. “Oh. that,” I said lamely.
 
Bukky rolled her eyes. “You realize I STILL have this butt plug in my ass?!?”
 
Arin deadpanned, “At this point, it’s less on him and more of a lifestyle choice.”
 
I blinked. “Since yesterday?!?”
 
“Well, not 24/7. It’s uncomfortable. And of course, your new girlfriend over there pulled it out last night so she could ram a strap-on in and out of my ass until I screamed unMy murder.”
 
“Wait, WHAT?”
 
Arin’s laughs got bigger.
 
“Your little cousin got to bugger me before you did, squirt.”
 
I rubbed my forehead and shook my head.
 
Bukky put her hands on her hips again. “So are you going to come sodomize me or not?”
 
not wanting to waste any more time, I slammed my laptop shut and got out of the chair. But as I walked over to the door, I realized Arin hadn’t moved. “Aren’t you coming?” I asked.
 
My little cousin gestured at her screen. “I’ve got a lot of work to finish. You two go ahead.”
 
“You don’t want to watch?” I grinned lasciviously. “Or ... join in?”
 
Arin laughed once more. I loved the sound of her laugh. “You two get started without me. Maybe I’ll join in later. I’ve already seen something plunging in and out of Bukky’s butthole up close and personal.”


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Maybe I’ll join in later. I’ve already seen something plunging in and out of Bukky’s butthole up close and personal.”
 
Bukky didn’t wait for further confirmation, grabbing my hand and dragged me from the room.
 
As antsy as Bukky initially appeared to be, she didn’t just strip naked, get onto all fours on her bed, and howl for me to yank out the butt plug and replace it with my beautiful dick. Instead, as soon as she got to her bed, she spun around, wrapped her arms around my neck, and flopped backward.
 
I fell with my big cousin across her mattress, laughing from the adrenaline rush. She soon shut me up with her lips, humming happily as our tongues twisted together. For a couple of minutes at least, we enjoyed the simple pleasure of making out, not unlike the way I’d done with Arin for the past week. Neither of us made a move to remove our clothes, content the way things were for now.
 
But eventually, her hands started tugging at the hem of my shirt. I helped her remove it and let her grin as she rubbed my pecs and scratched my abs. Turnabout was fair play, so I slid my hands beneath her shirt to play with her big boobs. And after that, the clothes started coming off.
 
last to go were her sweattrousers and panties, and after I dragged them off her feet, I didn’t crawl all the way back up her body. Instead I separated her thighs and lay down between them, blowing on her clit before I took a long, languid lick.
 
She shivered and moaned, but just when I started to eat her in earnest, she grabbed my hair and tugged on it, saying, “Your cousin ate me out plenty last night. I need to feel cock.”
 
Eyebrows raised, I reluctantly abandoned my dessert and kissed my way up her naked wonderland, from inner thighs to taut tummy (pausing to stick my tongue into her belly button while she squealed and squirmed), from bounteous bosom to the hollow of her neck. Eventually, my lips made their way along her jawline and reached her mouth. And right before we kissed, she grabbed my ass and pulled, my lined-up cock sliding smoothly into her sweet pussy.
 
She really did still have the butt plug in her ass. I could feel it stretching her anal chute next door. But for now, at least, this was enough. And I stopped to tenderly kiss this gorgeous young woman I loved so much, even if I wasn’t “in love” with her the way I felt for Arin.
 
So I told her so. “I love you, Bukky.”
 
She grinned and replied, “I love you, too.”
 
Neither of us started any banging motions. Staying like this was plenty good enough. (And I was TERRIFIED of cumming early).
 
Exhaling slowly, Bukky looked up at me with a twinkle in her eyes. “I’m sorry for yesterday. My fault for starting the whole ‘What’s going to happen after the pandemic?’ question. I only meant to tease you both. I hadnoidea Arin would actually get possessive of you.”
 
I shrugged. “She’s a teenager in love.”
 
“I know. But she’ll grow out of it eventually.”
 
I arched an eyebrow. “You sure about that?”



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And she commented rather slyly, “I can tell, squirt. You don’t look like you even need a six-pack workout. You’ve already got a great-looking core.”
 
I arched an eyebrow at her, surprised at the unexpected compliment. Bukky looked a little surprised herself, and she quickly turned the corner and went out of view.
 
I refilled my bottle from the filtered tap next to the faucet, started chugging a way , and that’s when Arin commented, “She’s right you know. You’ve got a great body. I even caught myself masturbating about your abs the other day.”
 
And then I’d promptly choked.
 
It felt like it took a full minute of thumping my own chest with my right fist to get the oxygen going again. Even once I started breathing, I had to cough several more times to clear my lungs and felt tears streaming down my cheeks. And only then did I managed to look back into the television room and gasp, “What did you say?”
 
But Arin shook her head in the negative as she studiously avoided my eyes, focusing a little too hard as she put her dumbbells a way . But there was no mistaking the bright pink flush of her face. “I just said I agree with Bukky. You’re pretty ripped,” she muttered.
 
“not that part. The other part.”
 
Arin shrugged and played dumb. “What other part?”
 
I blinked twice. I hadn’t imagined her saying that, had I? “The part about you ... I mean ... uhhh...”
 
Arin rolled her eyes and gave me a look like I’d grown goat horns from the top of my head. then she shook her head again and got up. “I’m going to go take a shower. You wanna watch another Game of Thrones episode tonight?”
 
I blinked twice again, letting my shoulders sag. Either I’d misheard her, or I’d heard her correctly but Arin was too embarrassed to admit it. Either  way , I realized I shouldn’t press the issue and instead focused on answering her last question. “Yeah, Game of Thrones. Sure.” Like I said, we were all out of good new shows to watch and by now had resorted to reruns.
 
Arin gave me a tight smile and turned the corner to head for the stairs.
 
But dammit if I wasn’t stuck with the image of Arin rubbing herself in the shower now.
 
Pornny. Pronto, I told myself. With some busty slut that doesn’t look anything like Arin.
 
It was five days later when Arin and I cued up a new core exercise video, this time a 40-minute gangling Joe vid. We’d already seen all the good thenx, Blogilates, and delightful Ritavids, and gangling Joe did have some really long workouts that pushed us even harder.

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We’d already seen all the good thenx, Blogilates, and delightful Ritavids, and gangling Joe did have some really long workouts that pushed us even harder.
 
Thing is: Upper-body workouts tire me out but don’t make me really sweat. Same goes for lower-body workouts, for that matter. But the core and cardio workouts really push me to my limits since they never really stop. You can’t catch your breath. And after thirty minutes feeling my sweat-soaked shirt sticking to my skin, I finally just ripped it off and kept going.
 
Five minutes later, I noticed Arin checking out my naked torso. Two minutes after that, I noticed her doing it again. She didn’t say anything, and I didn’t react in any way to make it obvious that I’d caught her, but I couldn’t un-notice her either.
 
And then hell, I let myself give Arin a once over with my eyes as well. To be perfectly honest, her body reminded me a LOT of Pamela Reif’s, and tonight she wore a skin-tight Lululemon tee and volleyball shorts that showed off her thigh gap (she was on the Varsity team at school). I noticed that SHE noticed me checking her out, and suddenly I was blushing as pink as Arin had been five days earlier.
 
When we were done, Arin went upstairs to take a shower. I went to my desk chair to watch some Pornny, taking care not to pick anything that reminded me of my little cousin. The problem was, I kept imagining that Arin was masturbating in the shower, and despite the moving pictures of busty young sluts crawling all over each other and one lucky guy on the screen before me, I couldn’t get that image out of my mind.
 
And I did not want to ejaculate while thoughts of Arin were in my head. that was just... inappropriate.
 
Bottom line: I didn’t get off before Arin finished her shower. Feeling quite antsy, I really just wanted to get my own shower over with, so I grabbed my towel and went to wait for her to come out of the bathroom. I suppose I could have gone to use the big shower in our parents’ master bedroom, but Arin and I had al way s used the hall way  bathroom. Only Bukky ever went into our parents’ bathroom, whether it was to shower or use the toilet.
 
Now let me make clear that I didn’t usually wait for my cousin to emerge. Usually, my post-workout jerk-off sessions lasted longer than her shower, so she was al way s already in her bedroom by the time I came out. not that she walked naked out of the bathroom or anything like that, but Arin was certainly surprised when she popped the door.
 
Arin had very long, very fine hair. She was quite proud of it and took care of it religiously. When dry, it hung in a shimmering curtain half way  down her back, accentuating her willowy, lengthy body. Still damp, as it was now, it stuck tightly to her scalp, drawing my attention to her large, luminous eyes as she stared at me, her pouty lips slightly parted as if panting with arousal.
 
Or, you know, gasping in surprise to see her brother waiting just outside the door. One or the other.
 
Holding her dirty clothes in one hand, she was wearing her towel wrapped around her torso with the fold tucked into her cleavage. My eyes had darted to that cleavage for a moment and then trailed down the exposed skin of her long, lithe legs. I turned a way  in embarrassment, muttering “Sorry! Sorry!” for surprising her and silently chastising myself for ogling her just now.

She muttered something in reply, quietly enough that I didn’t catch it immediately, and went into her bedroom. I waited until I heard the door latch click shut before I turned back around to go into the bathroom, praying fervently that she hadn’t noticed the massive bulge in my gym shorts.


Source: https://m.okadabooks.com/book/about/home_alone_with_steamy_cousins/52503

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