Go on.

Actually, she looked at the bulge in my gym shorts which had not yet deflated, and then looked at me nervously. After a long, pregnant silence, she seemed to figure out that answers wouldn’t be forthcoming just yet, and after blushing once more and staring at her feet, she jerked a thumb back toward the stairs.

“You know, I think I’m going to go take that shower now. I’ll let you two ... uhhh ... recover ... a bit. And then we can talk ... later ... Yeah...” Arin turned a way , turned back to give us another nervous smile, and then finally walked a way .

Neither Bukky nor I said a thing for the next few minutes. I sat up and wrapped my arms around my knees, looking over at her with a questioning look. But she remained as she was, staring off into space with an expression that suggested she was contemplating suicide. In the end, I scooted over to the front of the couch close to her, leaned against it as a backrest, and reached out to draw my big cousin to me.

She resisted at first, crying softly in shame and didn’t want to touch me. But I persisted, and all of a sudden she collapsed against my chest, letting me hug her tightly. And that’s when we heard the shower start upstairs.

that was the signal that we could finally talk, and almost immediately Bukky mumbled, “I’m sorry. This is all my fault.”

“No it isn’t.”

“I knew it was inappropriate,” she blubbered as the tears started streaming freely. “You’re my little brother and I shouldn’t have taken advantage of you but your dick is just so beautiful and I couldn’t get it out of my head but I knew I shouldn’t be doing it and I did it any way and it felt soooo good and then after we banged I kinda just thought well it’s nothing we haven’t already done before so would it really be so bad to keep going and now Arin knows and I just don’t know what to do!”

“We’ll figure it out.”

“No, this is MY responsibility. MY fault.”

“Bullgoodness. I was a more than willing participant.”

“But I’m the elder sibling,” she whimpered.

“It takes two to tango, and I’m not some immature, easily-influenced teenager. I’m a 20-year-old man fully capable of taking responsibility for my own actions here.”

“But--”

“Do you really regret what we did?” I asked softly, stroking her hair. I braced myself for her affirmative answer, already weighing how to help her feel the way I did, because I didn’t regret a thing, even though we’d gotten caught.

Bukky didn’t respond right a way . Well, she started to, but stopped herself and squeezed me tighter. I stroked her hair, giving her time to compose her answer. And about a minute later, she turned her head to look up at me with those big, beautiful eyes.

I smiled down at her, and then reacted just in time to feel her press her lips to mine once more. We kissed without sexual passion but with all of the love, just as strong as I’d felt from her when my world was filled with light just before Arin had returned from Costco. The kiss didn’t last long, but it did wonders to put my mind at ease, and from the look on Bukky’s face it had done the same for her as well.

“No, I don’t regret what we did,” she said softly while staring at my lips. A moment later, she flicked her eyes back up to mine. “At first I was going to say yes; we got caught and I was feeling ashamed. But what we did brought us closer together, closer than I ever imagined we could be. I love you.”

I smiled. “I love you, too.”

Bukky sighed somberly, and then furrowed her eyebrows. Pursing her lips, she turned a bit in my grasp so that I still held her, but she was facing outward, spooned into the crook of my arm. “I just don’t know what Arin’s going to do.”

I stroked her hair, pointing out, “At least it looks like we don’t have to worry about her calling the cops screaming bloody murder - or worse, calling Mom and Dad.”

“I sure hope not.”

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I stroked her hair, pointing out, “At least it looks like we don’t have to worry about her calling the cops screaming bloody murder - or worse, calling Mom and Dad.”

“I sure hope not.”

“She won’t. I already know that,” I assured her. “We all have to live together. Calling Mom and Dad would be the kind of catastrophic response that could destroy the family. She’ll give us a chance to explain ourselves before she does anything drastic.”

“Explain what? that I got so Hot I couldn’t help banging my brother?”

“It’s the truth, isn’t it? And it’s not like your horniness has been some big secret. We could hear you bitching to Rhoda about it for weeks. Truth be told, Arin is probably as Hot as you were.”

“You think so?” Bukky shrugged and added, “Her door isn’t any thicker than yours.”

I smirked. “Maybe she’s just quieter than me ... or you for that matter.”

Bukky giggled and then furrowed her eyebrows. “I hadn’t really thought about that.” I could almost see the gears turning in her head.

Leaving her to her thoughts for a moment, I let my head fall back and thought back over everything that had happened as well. And when I got to the part of Arin surprising us, I glanced back down at Bukky and asked, “Hey, what happened? I thought you were on alert to make sure she didn’t come back downstairs.”

Bukky grimaced. “I got distracted. I wasn’t watching the stairs anymore. My mind was ... back then ... to when your towel fell. I’m sorry.”

I exhaled and went back to stroking her hair. “Doesn’t matter anymore. What’s done is done. We just have to figure out what we’re going to do now.”

“We have to talk to her, obviously.”

“Obviously.”

“And I need to let her know I’m not going to stop banging you.”

I blinked and glanced down at her. “You’re not?”

Bukky frowned and looked up at me. “What, you wanted to stop?”

“No, no. I just...” I blushed. “It’s like when Mom first caught me masturbating. The very first thing I did was promise I’d never do it again.”

Bukky snorted. “that obviously is a promise you didn’t keep.”

I sighed. “I just meant, if Arin made us swear to never do it again or she’d tell Mom and Dad, we kinda would have to stop, wouldn’t we?”

Bukky shook her head. “I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to, not any more than you were able to stop playing five-on-one after promising Mom. You make me feel too good and I’m not going back to FaceTiming my loser ex-boyfriend and diddling myself with vibrators when your gorgeous dick is in the next room.”

I blinked. “good to know. The trick is how to ensure Arin will be okay with it.”

Bukky nodded, looking thoughtful. “We’re family. She loves us. She’ll ... understand.”

“I’d like to think so. She may be weirded out by it, but hopefully she’ll come around.”

Bukky grinned. “that’s just it: she wasn’t weirded out by it.”

“Huh?”

“just now.” Bukky sat up straight and turned to face me. “When she eavesdropped from around the corner that I sucked you off and banged you, she didn’t run a way and she didn’t charge in screaming with disgust. The first thing she did was admit she’d snuck into your room to give you a handjob and then demanded I tell her what banging you was like.”

I mused on that. “Okay...”

“You’re the one that said Arin’s probably as Hot as I was. Think about it: she snuck into your room to check out your package. Even -I- can tell when she’s ogling your butt or your abs. She may not come out and bitch about it like I do, but if she’s been feeling the same kind of pent-up frustration I was, she may be coming to the same conclusion I did that YOU have the only functioning cock in the house.”

She may not come out and bitch about it like I do, but if she’s been feeling the same kind of pent-up frustration I was, she may be coming to the same conclusion I did that YOU have the only functioning cock in the house.”

I frowned. “What are you getting at?”

“Isn’t it obvious? I think you should bang her too.”

I blinked twice. “Wait, what?”

Bukky shrugged. “Well for one thing, she can’t tell anybody about us if she’s boinking you, too. But pragmatism aside, Arin is clearly hot for you.”

“But she’s my little cousin! I can’t--”

“So what? You’re MY little brother,” Bukky interrupted with a smirk. “I get that little twinge of guilt – the one that says you’ve become a child molester or something - because I felt it too. But you’re the one who just said ten seconds ago you were a grown man fully capable of taking your own responsibility. Arin’s fully capable of taking HER own responsibility, too.”

“She’s a teenager.”

“YOU were a teenager three months ago,” Bukky retorted while rolling her eyes. “Besides, it doesn’t mean she doesn’t know what she’s asking for, and her needs are just as real as ours. And what other choice do we have? I’m not going to stop banging you, and it wouldn’t be fair for me to monopolize you and make her keep going without for the next several weeks or months or even years. None of us know how long this thing is going to last.”

“Wait-wait-wait. You really want me to start banging her?”

“Don’t pretend like the idea doesn’t turn you on.” She patted the bulge in my shorts that had started growing once again. “Arin is hot. She’s got the same kind of figure as delightful Rita- only taller, don’t you think?”

I groaned as Bukky’s patting motion turned into handling, but groaned again in a weaker tone, “But she’s my little cousin.”

Bukky laughed. “Yeah, I kept saying that for ... well, for about a week. ‘But he’s my little brother. I can’t molest my little brother. How could I be such a dirrrty, nasty slut to take my little brothers BIG beautiful cock and... ‘ Well, it’ll take you time to wrap your head around it, but you know I’m right.”

“Maybe,” I hedged.

“C’mon. Aren’t you tempted, just a little bit, to go upstairs right now and join her in the shower?”

My erection flexed of its own accord, bobbing upward beneath my cousin’s hand like a flower reaching for the sun.

Bukky giggled. “I’d say that’s positive confirmation.”

“From the way you’re getting all revved up, I’d say it’s positive confirmation that YOU’RE excited by the thought of me banging Arin.” I sighed. “not that I’d actually do it.”

“No, of course not. I call dibs. You have to shower with ME first.” Suiting action to words, my big cousin stood up first and then extended her hand down to me. “C’mon, squirt. I think I need to feel you soaping every last inch of my skin and then doing a taste test to make sure my pussy’s clean. We can use the big shower in the master bathroom.”

My eyebrows popped and my eyes open WIDE. “You serious?”

“What? no need to hide this from Arin anymore. And -I- for one intend to take advantage of that fact as soon as banging possible.”

Nice one.

What? No need to hide this from Arin anymore. And -I- for one intend to take advantage of that fact as soon as banging possible.”

Taking my very first shower with Bukky was a very good way to distract me from thinking about Arin. Despite my assertion that I was a grown man not ten minutes prior, I acted like a kid in a candy store wanting to sample every delectable treat I could get my hands on. And Bukky let me get my hands on everything.

I went straight for her boobs, of course, only too eager to lather up my hands with plenty of bubbles and go to town polishing those big D-cup globes. Her bubble butt also got a lot of extra attention. But I was determined to also soap up every last inch of her skin, just like she wanted. I rubbed and caressed and fondled and squeezed to my heart’s desire, and yes, I got down on one knee and did a taste test to make sure Bukky’s pussy was clean.

Bukky, of course, was doing the exact same thing to me, although her hands seemed to wander over my pectorals and ripped abs more than my dick. I knew I was in much better shape now than before the pandemic. It had been easy before the quarantine to zone out playing video games with my buddies and just be lazy in general. But here, at home, with nothing better to do, my daily workout routines with Arin had definitely toned up what needed to be toned while bulking up the rest of me. Bukky returned the favor of making sure my dick was clean, and I’d never seen a prettier sight than that of Bukky’s gorgeous face on her knees before me with a mouthful of cock and the shower slicking back her hair.

We thought about trying shower sex, but she was much shorter than me and the geometry didn’t quite work. I mean, I’m sure we could’ve made it work, but it would’ve meant me stooping, lifting her up, or pinning her to the wall, and neither of us was inclined to do so just for the sake of doing so (yet). Instead, we shut off the water, got in a lot of grab ass drying each other off instead of drying ourselves, and started making out right there in the bathroom. But then flashing me an impish grin, Bukky rolled up her towel and draped it around my neck, tugging me with her as she backed out of the room.

I hesitated, though, when she pulled backed out of our parents’ bedroom and into the hall. We were both still naked, after all, and the idea of walking out like this felt a little exposed. With an impish giggle, she leaned in, kissed me, and pinched my ass, chirping, “Tag! You’re it!”

Purely on impulse I started chasing when she ran a way . I hesitated once more at the door way though, checking to make sure the coast was clear. Bukky laughed, scampered back to me a few feet, almost within reach. that’s when I said “bangit”, dropped my towel, and chased her, screaming, all the way down the hall back to her own bedroom by the top of the stairs.

Cool 😎

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Bukky laughed, scampered back to me a few feet, almost within reach. that’s when I said “bangit”, dropped my towel, and chased her, screaming, all the way down the hall back to her own bedroom by the top of the stairs.

She came to a dead stop in front of her bed, so I tackled her onto it. I immediately pinned her body beneath mine, literally pinning her down by planting my hands on her boobs and pushing her into the mattress. My lips pinned hers a moment later. And less than two minutes after that, aided by her hand jacking me rapidly, my prick pinned Bukky’s pussy, too.

My big cousin moaned into my kiss while she wrapped her legs around my waist. I flicked both of her nipples with my thumbs while caressing and squeezing those beautiful breasts. I walked my lips across her jaw and along her neck. And all the while I carved my cock around the inner walls of Bukky’s tight Arrow.

“Mmm, bang me, little brother,” my cousin crooned.

Only then did I slowly retract my dick, until just the head still remained inside her. And then I filled her again.

And again.

And again.

I started moving a little faster the more we kept going, not pounding her or anything like that but chugging along at a steady clip. Bukky moaned and thrashed her head side to side, cooing how much she loved the feel of my body on top of hers and how amazing it felt to have my dick plugging her up.

“I love this so much,” she groaned. “I love you.”

Happily, I kissed her once more before replying, “I love you, too.”

I don’t know when Arin came into the room. She may have been in her bedroom when we ran down the hall and followed immediately. She may have stayed outside for a while, working up the nerve to come inside. It doesn’t really matter.

What matters is that she was there, seated in Bukky’s desk chair, not only watching but shoving a hand down the front of her pajama trousers and masturbating while she watched. And because she was watching, Bukky simply HAD to put on a show.


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It doesn’t really matter. What matters is that she was there, seated in Bukky’s desk chair, not only watching but shoving a hand down the front of her pajama trousers and masturbating while she watched. And because she was watching, Bukky simply HAD to put on a show.

I didn’t realize this at first. I was too concentrated on the cousin beneath me to know there was another cousin in the chair, and when Bukky noticed Arin she certainly didn’t tell me. Thinking back, though, I remember a time when my big cousin got really quiet and she stared off to the side for thirty seconds or so. I was busy focusing on the way my cock drove in and out of the snug snatch surrounding my shaft. And after those thirty seconds, Bukky started to get a lot more animated.

“Mmm, so big inside me,” she moaned, eyes glittering while she gripped my shoulders a little harder. “So deep ... So full...”

“So hot,” I grunted right back. “You’re so banging hot, Bukky. I can’t believe I get to bang you.”

“Anytime, anywhere.” she moaned back, humping her hips to meet my every thrust. “I’m your personal bangtoy.” And that was only the start of it.

Showing off her vulnerability, Bukky raised her legs and crossed her ankles behind my neck, inviting me to fold her in half and really lay down the lumber. When she dropped her legs back down to the sides, she planted her feet flat and arched her back to thrust her big bosoms beneath my chin and really crunch her abs to writhe and wriggle beneath me. And eventually, she rolled us over so that she could be on top...

... and that’S when I realized we had an audience.

My eyes locked with Arin’s. She froze immediately, caught red-handed as it were with her hand inside her trousers. I’d also locked up, something Bukky noticed, and our big cousin chuckled at her younger siblings’ awkward tension. So rather than immediately impale herself, Bukky took long, deliberate strokes with her right hand all the way up and down my thick cock, really putting it on display for our little cousin. And only when Arin’s eyes had gone as wide as saucers did Bukky finally mount herself and make a big show of moaning blissfully as she sat herself all the way down.

My big cousin banged me more athletically than she ever had before, putting her tight and toned body to use. She was also louder than ever before, keeping up a constant stream of dirty language guaranteed to make my blood boil and bang her even harder.

“bang me, little brother!” was a common refrain, if a little obvious.

“bang! bang! bang!” came out of her mouth quite a bit as well.

“Grab my tits! Squeeze ‘em. Maul my banging titties and make me cream!” was at least more specific.

“Spank me! Hit me! Hurt me! Grab my hair and yank it! Hit me! Hit me! HIT MEEEEE!!!” woke me up a bit, but did result in me giving her quite a few healthy smacks to her juicy round bottom while I pounded her doggy-style.

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“Spank me! Hit me! Hurt me! Grab my hair and yank it! Hit me! Hit me! HIT MEEEEE!!!” woke me up a bit, but did result in me giving her quite a few healthy smacks to her juicy round bottom while I pounded her doggy-style.

“So good! So banging good! My little brother is such a banging stud! He’s banging my poor pussy so gooooood! I love it! I love it! Such a banging BIG, beautiful dick! My little brother’s beautiful dick is stretching my poor pussy and I banging love it! I love it! bang me, baby! bang me! You’re going to make me cum! I’m going to cum on my little brother’s horse dick! FUUUUUCK! I’m cumming! I’m banging cumming! I’M CUMMMMIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGG!!!”

Indeed, Bukky was cumming, and so was Arin for that matter. By now I was blasting my pelvis into Bukky’s bouncy butt from behind with her body profiled to the side so that Arin would have a most excellent angle on all the good stuff. I had a great view of my little cousin in the desk chair, her face ashen as she tried to fight off her impending climax, tonoavail. And when Bukky screamed in absolute ecstasy, Arin screamed right with her.

Almost the whole time Bukky screamed her nasty obscenities, she did so while staring straight at our little cousin as if to say, ‘Here it is. You wanted to know what it was like? THIS is what it’s banging like. And it’s amazing.’

From the look on Arin’s face the entire time, I was pretty sure she got the message.

To be honest, I was showing off, too. I took long in and out strokes, crunching hard to make my abs bulge. I clenched my pecs and fBukkyed my biceps, putting extra power into each thrust that practically pushed Bukky off my prick with every plunge. I wasn’t banging for my big cousin’s pleasure. I was banging to make it look good for my little cousin. And I did it all while staring straight at her as if to say, “Here it is. This could be you. I’m banging Bukky the same way I’m going to bang YOU. And it’s going to be amazing.”

From the way Arin panted, her eyelids heavy, I was pretty sure she imagined I was banging her, too.