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The Lover Next Door



A young, vivacious guy always desires the best in love relationship. Sometimes, the lover is not far away in a dreamy land and seemingly out of reach. For Femi and Prince, the lovers are just the sultry ladies that live next door.

Nini Nova



© 2022

This work is fiction. All names of people and places do not represent real people or places.



THE STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEX SCENE!!!



CHAPTER ONE

I had a rich and comfortable background. My father was a successful architect before he joined politics. Today, he was a full-time politician. He was one of the movers in the political scene, which was good for him. I could have gone abroad for my graduate studies, but daddy insisted we should have our education here in Nigeria. I had two younger siblings – a male and a female. Wale was attending a private university in Ota while Modupe was in Senior Secondary School 2, and in the boarding house at a federal government girls’ college.

We lost our mother about three years ago. If money could buy good heath, mummy would be much alive. Despite daddy flying her to one of the best medical facilities in England, she died of ovarian cancer. It was a terrible day as I loved her so much; but then, life went on. Some months back, daddy decided that he would re-marry. Now, his choice was a beautiful lady called Dora. She was a single mother with a daughter almost my age. From this point on, Dora would be referred to as mom.

Jessica was a replica of her mother – beautiful and attractive. Her mother was from a wealthy background too. However, for some reasons, Jessica was yet to get admission into a tertiary institution while I was already on level 300.

At Lagoonville University, I was studying Computer engineering. I was not a computer whiz kid, but let’s just say I was fascinated by and was adept at using the computer. I was always on campus between Monday and Friday, but I loved to come home for the weekend. Daddy’s choice of residence was his duplex at Ikoyi Crescent. Of course, with my car, it was not difficult for me to commune between campus and home.

On this particular Friday night when I had come in for the weekend, I was looking for an extra memory card for a project I had been working on at school. I decided to ask my step-sister if she could spare one. I knocked on Jessica's door and then heard her shower running. I went in and went through her desk and the drawers. Would she be careless as to leave a memory card anyhow?

I was about to leave when I saw her cell phone laying there on the edge of the table and picked it up. She had left the phone fully unlocked, and had the screen time set for a very long time, leaving it open to me to access her files and date. Yes, I know I shouldn’t have done it, but my curiosity got the better of me, and I didn't even think about the fact I was invading her privacy. I grinned, arguing that she shouldn’t have left it unlocked.

Curiosity took complete control of me. I read through some of her text to her boyfriend, and then some others to her friend Franca. I should have stopped there but I wanted to know more. I read more and I saw something in there about the two of them both engaging in escort service. Now, this was becoming interesting. I was quick to send myself screenshots of what I just saw, and had just enough time to go to her email and forward her log in info from the site. Quickly, I also sent some of her rather hot pics. I dropped her phone, and left the room as fast as I could when I heard her shower turn off.

As soon as I got back to my room, I spent the rest of the evening looking through her pictures. Jessica was slim and sweet. She was qualified to be described as petite. Her boobs could be anything B+ or maybe C cup. Those tits even in the comfort of her bra looked yummy! They were like two grapefruits, round and firm, with nice perky nipples that made my mouth water. Her ass looked super large for her frame. I could not wonder far why daddy picked on her mother, since the two of them were like mother, like daughter.

There was a really good picture with a skimpy pink bikini. I could not help ogling at her. My favorite of her pictures was a selfie taken in her bathroom mirror, only just obscuring her face. I was over the shoulder, and Jessica was showing her pert ass and major side boob. Her ass was seeming to ‘eat’ that bikini bottom, and the nipple was poking out the top, wheat little did cover her. It made my cock hard just looking at them!



The Lover Next Door: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the-lover-next-door/46167

We got quieter. We didn’t stop banging or anything, but we got quieter.

One thing that changed over the course of the next week is that Arin and I started spending a lot more time together. While we had al way s shared mealtimes, played games together, and had our evening workouts, the bulk of our days had been typically spent on our own. I would play video games, watch Pornny, and surf the internet. Arin would chat with her friends, read books, and ... Whatever. But now that previously “independent” time became additional “together” time.

Seriously, other than attending Zoom classes, Arin and I spent all our time together. Instead of doing her homework in her own room Monday afternoon, Arin brought her laptop to my room and sat on top of my bed, silently doing her work while I silently did mine at my desk. Three times, she asked if I could take a break, inviting me onto the bed so that she could wrap her arms around my neck and kiss me like there wasnotomorrow.

It was nice.

I didn’t paw at her breasts or otherwise attempt to initiate anything sexual, although I’ll admit to grabbing her ass quite a bit. We made out for about ten minutes at a time before returning to our work, and I have to admit it was the most enjoyable time I’d ever had while doing schoolwork. So the next day, we did the same. And the next day. And the next.

The dress code also slackened quite a bit around the house. Arin started Going bra-less as soon as classes ended, advertising her arousal with perky nipples that dented the front of her thin shirts. Bukky’s big tits needed a little more support, but she started skipping her bras every now and again as well as a way of teasing me while also advertising her intention to seduce me sooner than later. And don’t get me started on the way the girls stopped wearing trousers or shorts every now and again. Twice, Bukky didn’t even have panties on underneath her oversized shirts.

Even when not doing schoolwork, playing games, or watching television, Arin remained glued to my side. We ordered in-line skates and Arin asked me to teach her, which added almost an hour a day together. I stopped playing video games and had already stopped watching Pornny. She texted her friends butnolonger wasted hours chatting with them. Instead, we’d sit on the couch talking about ... Whatever. Or we’d cuddle in bed talking about ... Whatever. And if the conversation ever started to wind down, one of us would pucker up to start a new makeout session that would last until ... whenever.

Arin started saying “I love you” a lot more. I was happy to return the endearment, and initiated the phrase a few times myself. She al way s glowed whenever I did that. She also started getting a lot more touchy-feely around me. When watching television, she’d lean against my side and pull my arm around her shoulders or midsection. Bukky, of course, had already been doing so, so whenever the three of us were watching together I found myself happily in the middle of a cousin sandwich. In the kitchen, Arin started grabbing my ass as she passed behind me. Turnabout was fair play, so I happily did the same. Once, I even slid my hand into the back of her shorts and got a palmful of bare buttcheeks. Arin squealed, spun around, and slapped my hand. I immediately got nervous that I’d crossed a line, initiating a higher level of intimacy that she wasn’t comfortable with. But as soon as she got over the surprise, my little cousin turned around, thrust her ass at me, and intoned in a husky voice, “Do it again.”

Kissing me on the lips in greeting became commonplace, usually just a peck but sometimes more. One time on Tuesday, she walked into my bedroom, rolled my chair a way from my desk, climbed into my lap, and shoved her tongue into the back of my throat. I got so turned on that I grabbed her ass, stood up from the chair, and walked us over to my bed. We wound up hot and heavy in a makeout session on my bed, and she even grabbed my hand and shoved it up the inside of her shirt so I could handle her boobs. A minute later, my hands were in the back of her shorts, grabbing handfuls of ass while grinding my erection into her pelvis. But the moment my hand started wandering around to the front of her crotch, Arin abruptly tore her mouth a way from mine and rolled off the bed.


Staggering almost drunkenly to the open door way , she yelled at the top of her lungs, “Bukky!!! Get in here! Bukola!!!”

Thirty seconds later, our big cousin came racing into the room, eyes wide and darting around looking for danger. The use of her full first name had probably freaked her out. “What? What? What’s inappropriate?”

Still gasping, Arin pointed back at me and managed to grunt, “I need you to bang him. Otherwise I’m Going to bang him.”

Bukky snorted. Standing up straight and arching an eyebrow, she folded her arms across her chest and replied in a neutral tone, “Maybe I should stay right here then.”

“Bukky!!!“

Laughing, my big cousin started pulling her shirt off. “Fine, fine. Twist my arm, why dontcha.”

And that wasn’t the only time Arin called in her big cousin as a pressure release valve to “take care of me”. I’d pretty much stopped watching Pornny by this point, What with spending all my time with one cousin or the other. Arin kept me at a near-constant state of arousal from our frequent makeout sessions, and at least twice a day I would find myself badly in need of sexual relief.

not that I would Go ask Bukky to service me or anything like that. She was my cousin, and my older cousin at that. If SHE wanted me to come bang her, that was one thing, but I was never really the aggressor and would sometimes get wound up with pent-up horniness waiting for the next time my Gorgeous big cousin graciously allowed me to violate her nubile body.

Thankfully, Arin could usually sense when I was getting a little too wound up. Even though -I- would never ask Bukky for sex, Arin hadnoproblems either calling for our big cousin to come take care of me or yelling to Bukky that she was sending me to her.

Once though, on Thursday, of my own accord I walked into the big bathroom in our parents’ room while Bukky was taking a post-workout shower. Earlier that evening, Arin had climbed into my lap after we’d finished our latest gangling Joe video, holding my head in her hands and cramming her tongue into my mouth. She even went so far as to remove her tank top and sports bra, feeding her nipples to me while I suckled on them like a ravenous baby. Arin didn’t have Bukky’s massive mammaries, but her perfectly shaped B-cups were just so... perky ... and her nipples were super-sensitive, to the point that my feasting had her creaming so hard she nearly came.



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

Bukky, on the other hand, came downstairs half way through brunch. I had been in the kitchen getting a refill of orange juice when my big cousin growled at me, grabbed my ass, and pulled my crotch against her belly while yanking my head down to stick her tongue into my mouth. that was certainly out of the norm. And then she winked at Arin immediately after breaking our kiss.


But Bukky settled down after that and we enjoyed the rest of our meal. The three of us went on another hiking trip (we were Going to run out of good trails in the area pretty soon). After returning home, Bukky made some comment about needing a massage after that grueling hike and shot me a look suggesting that I be the one to give it to her, but Arin wanted to play board games with me, and Bukky quickly agreed that the two of us should play.

So Arin and I played board games. Bukky the media platformd with her friends. We all ate dinner. We all watched some television. And in the evening, Arin suggested we do an upper body workout and invited Bukky to join us. We all changed into workout clothes, I pushed the coffee table back, and I settled in to stare at the girls - much more fun to watch them than the thenx guy.

The nice thing about upper body workouts is that you get tired and all, but you’re not flat-on-your-back exhausted like after a 40-minute cardio video. And so I found myself seated on the couch chugging water like there wasnotomorrow, a bit weary but alert enough to pay attention to the way the girls moved around the room. In fact, when both of them came to sit on either side of me, Bukky using my shoulder as a backrest and Arin sitting rather closer to me than usual, I was only too aware of how amazing they both looked in their outfits. I was also aware that I hadn’t cum since waking up – not the greatest duration I’d ever Gone between ejaculations, of course, but still towards the high end of the spectrum for me lately. I wasn’t complaining or anything, it’s just that my dick noticed it hadn’t been used in quite a while. And the presence of sweaty girls in skimpy clothing cuddling up to me (and in Bukky’s case, giving me a really good angle down the front of her sports bra), had me sporting a pretty fat chubby that made itself rather obvious in my gym shorts.

In the past, I would have sat up and excused myself in some manner to hide the boner. Scratch that, I probably wouldn’t have even gotTEN the boner in the first place, because I would never have been ogling my own cousins in the first place, especially Arin. But now that it was ... well... acceptable to ogle my cousins, I did just that, and so the boner presented itself.

Arin noticed it first. We’d been chatting about something, although I don’t really remember What the topic was now. that part of my memory ceased to be important the moment my little cousin’s hand settled atop my bulge, tracing its length with her fingertips and then pressing down a bit with her palm.

Bukky must’ve asked me something, and when I didn’t respond she glanced back at me while repeating my name. that’s when she noticed What Arin was doing, and in the corner of my eye I saw a rather silly grin spread across her face.

But moments later, just as suddenly as she’d started, Arin yanked her hand a way . Looking decidedly embarrassed about What she’d done, my little cousin got off the couch and walked a way while Bukky called, “Hey, that’s not very nice! you can’t start something like that and leave him hanging!”


I shot Bukky a look saying, ‘Don’t pressure her!’

“I’m not leaving him hanging,” Arin replied, blushing, taking a deep breath and pointedly looking a way . “I’m leaving him with you.”

Now Bukky had started rubbing my bulge, but her gaze was on Arin. “Soooo, you’re saying you don’t mind if I take him upstairs and put this beautiful cock to good use?” Suiting action to her words, she pulled down my shorts and started jacking my rod out in the open.

Arin took one glance and immediately jerked her eyes a way . Blushing deeper and pointedly not looking at us, Arin confirmed, “Go right ahead.”

Bukky’s pumping hand had me at full mast, and stopping at the base with a full four inches exposed at the top, she waggled my erection in Arin’s direction. “want to watch?”

Arin shot Bukky a look, a deer-in-the-headlights look, but she looked a way again and took a deep breath. “not tonight, alright?”


Bukky quickly clued in that she shouldn’t push her little cousin and conceded, “Alright, alright. Maybe another time.” She squeezed my dick a little harder and turned back to me. “I want you to bang me from behind again, okay? But I’d really love it if you’d Go down on me first.”



Lest you think the relationship between me and my little cousin snowballed from there and we started sucking and banging every chance we could get, let me assure you that didn’t happen. In fact, despite stating an interest in getting Mouth Gig lessons from our big cousin, it would be another week before she even put my dick into her mouth again.

Arin continued to sleep in my bed every night, although she now arrived before I went to sleep instead of slipping in beside me in the middle of the night. When I told Bukky What we were doing on Monday morning, my big cousin couldn’t seem to make up her mind whether she should initiate our incestuous hookups BEFORE bed to ensure she didn’t encroach on Arin’s cuddle time, or deliberately arrive LATER at night so that Arin would be forced to watch, run a way , or maybe even join in.

Bukky’s eyes glittered at the idea of her baby cousin joining in. I certainly got harder at the idea. And that’s how Bukky started giving me a handjob right there on the couch, which turned into a Mouth Gig, which turned into climbing into my lap and banging me right then and there. Arin wound up yelling from the top of the stairs, “Will you two keep it down! I’m on a banging Zoom call and I don’t want my entire class hearing my siblings having sex in the background when I Go off mute!!!”

We got quieter. We didn’t stop banging or anything, but we got quieter.



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

Arin sighed and dropped her hand a way . “But ... I’m not ready for this yet. It’s all a little too overwhelming. I know I’ve been making suggestive comments and even ... flirting ... a bit with you, doing little things to get you to check me out. But ... I mean ... Fantasizing about you is one thing. actually DOING something about it...”

I nodded and reached out to pat her shoulder in a very platonic way . “I get it.”

“you’re not mad?”

I frowned. “mad? Why would I be mad?”

Arin blushed. “I just told you that I want you but that I’m not Going to have sex with you. Don’t boys al way s get mad when a girl tells them that?”

I chuckled. “I’m not a regular ‘boy’; I’m your brother. Now I’ll admit that the idea of having sex with you really turns me on, but I would never have acted on that urge. In fact, I’ve spent a lot of time trying very hard to not think about having sex with you. I already told you: my job is to protect you, not ... ugh.”

“Not molest me?”

I made a face. “The point is: even if you never want to have sex with me for the rest of our lives, I’ll never get mad at you for it. I love you, Arin. And we don’t ever have to do something you’re not comfortable with.”

“I’m not saying never. I’m just saying... ‘not now’...” She looked apologetic. “Is that alright?”

I held both hands up. “Perfectly. I’m good with Whatever you’re comfortable with, even if that turns out to be ‘nothing’.”

“I love you, big brother,” my little cousin told me, and she reached across the couch to give me a warm hug.

“I love you, too.” I hugged Arin back, careful not to accidentally touch anything I shouldn’t be touching, the same way I’d done ever since she grew boobs. A moment later, Bukky leaned over from the armrest and wrapped her arms around both of us, adding, “I love you both.”

Saturday morning I woke up with my usual morning hard-on. I cued up my favorite erotica website on my iPad, and for the first time let myself pick one of the incest stories about a guy and his cousin. I quickly realized the girl was his little cousin and backed out to pick another one. Even though Arin had admitted she fantasized about me, she also made clear she wasn’t ready to actually start doing anything with me, and for now that meant that -I- didn’t want to think of her in sexual terms. Eventually, I found a story about a teenager and his college-aged big cousin, and I rubbed out a good one reading that.

Arin was in the kitchen and said she was making waffles for everyone. I gave her a big hug of thanks and then went to pour myself some orange juice. that part was normal. What was not normal was the way she held me a little longer, smiled a little brighter, and stared at me with a look of adoration on her face. Even so, the changes weren’t that drastic, and I never got the sense that she was about to pounce on me or anything.

Bukky, on the other hand, came downstairs half way through brunch. I had been in the kitchen getting a refill of orange juice when my big cousin growled at me, grabbed my ass, and pulled my crotch against her belly while yanking my head down to stick her tongue into my mouth. that was certainly out of the norm. And then she winked at Arin immediately after breaking our kiss.



Home Alone With Steamy Cousins:

Arin’s words blew my mind a little bit, so I whistled, stood up off the couch, and paced a way . I noticed now that Bukky had joined us and leaned against the wall in almost the same spot where Arin had been when she’d caught us, just inside the first corner leading into the television room from the stairs. My big cousin had gotten dressed in sweattrousers and a T-shirt, although it was obvious she was without a bra. I gave her a look as if to ask, ‘you want to jump in here and say something?’ But she looked back with an expression that said, ‘The two of you need to work this out.’

Taking a deep breath, I walked back to the couch and sat back down. Arin waited for me patiently, although I could see a certain ... heat ... in her gaze that hadn’t been there before. Arin had also dressed after her shower, but she was in cotton shorts and a spaghetti-strap camisole, also without a bra. There wasnomistaking the prominent nipples denting through the sheer fabric of the cami.

Changing the subject, I gave her a serious look and asked, “Why did you run a way from the room just now?”


Arin blinked and looked a way . Fidgeting with her fingers, she looked down at them and blushed. “Ah, well ... you guys were a little intense up there.”

“I’m sorry if that scared you,” I apologized.

“My fault,” Bukky interjected. “I, uh, I got turned on having an audience and I think I wanted to show off. We’re not al way s like that.”

Rubbing my forehead, I admitted, “And once Bukky started showing off, I wanted to show off too. Especially because you had such an intensely aroused look on your face.”

“Because you were so Gorgeous,” Arin told me, getting that vacant stare again with her eyes aimed in the vicinity of my abs. I still hadn’t put on a shirt. “you were both Gorgeous. I’ve watched a little bit of porn before, but that ... Wow...” Her voice trailed off.

Bukky and I exchanged grins at the compliment.

Arin looked thoughtful. “Intellectually, I knew you two were having sex. you said as much with that bit about mounting him, and there was a very comfortable familiarity in the way you were rubbing his junk. But knowing it was happening and actually SEEING it happen ... Well ... Those are two VERY different things.”

“Well ... now you’ve seen it,” I began in a gentle voice. “It’s real. The question is: Are you Going to do something about it?”

Arin blinked twice and frowned. “What do you mean by that?”

I winced, realizing my question had not been clear, but Bukky jumped in and explained, “We just wanted to make sure you’re not Going to tell anyone about this.”

“What? No, of course not!” Arin looked dumbfounded that she’d even said such a thing. “I’d never hurt you two like that.”

Bukky sighed, “didn’t think so, but it’s reassuring to hear you say that.” She approached now, sitting on the sofa’s armrest just behind me.

My little cousin turned her gaze to me, fixing me with a puppy dog look with her big, beautiful eyes. Both my cousins had beautiful eyes to Go with beautiful faces and beautiful bodies, something I’d al way s known but had never felt comfortable admitting, even to myself. “No, I’d never rat you out,” she repeated, focused quite intensely on me. “The only thing I’d want ... I think you know already.”

I gulped and took a deep breath. Popping my eyebrows, I asked carefully, “Are you sure that’s What you want?

Arin gave me a shy smile as she reached up to touch my cheek. “I want you. I really do...”

I arched an eyebrow. “I smell a ‘but’ coming.”

Arin sighed and dropped her hand a way . “But ... I’m not ready for this yet. It’s all a little too overwhelming. I know I’ve been making suggestive comments and even ... flirting ... a bit with you, doing little things to get you to check me out. But ... I mean ... Fantasizing about you is one thing. actually DOING something about it...”

I nodded and reached out to pat her shoulder in a very platonic way . “I get it.”



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

Arin furrowed her eyebrows and muttered, “No ...noneed to apologize.”

“you sure you alright?”

“I’m...” Her voice drifted off. She bit her lip, silent for a long while. But eventually she found her voice and actually turned her head to look at me. “I ... When you and Bukky...”

Arin stopped, furrowed her eyebrows again, and looked down while taking a deep breath. When she picked her head up, even though her face was now pointed in my direction, she was staring a thousand yards a way again. “I don’t remember why I came back downstairs. I know I’d had this sense that I had forgotten something, but I don’t remember What – like I’d left my water bottle in the living room and needed to put it a way or something stupid like that. I heard you two talking,nobig deal.

But then I heard you say something about getting Bukky to stop talking about your penis, and I just froze behind the corner. then you brought up the time I snuck into your room, only you had it messed up and thought I was Bukky. I thought you were Going to get upset with her for molesting you and I felt guilty, like she was Going to get in trouble for something I’d done, so I stepped into the room, gearing up to explain myself. But then Bukky said all that about sucking you off and mounting you, and my mind just freaking exploded.”

I nodded slowly, and when her eyes refocused and she really LOOKED at me, I said, “I can understand that must’ve been quite shocking for you.”

“Shocked, but extremely aroused. you havenoidea how long I’ve fantasized about having sex with you, do you? I thought it would never happen. I know you’ve caught me checking you out every now and again. I’ve caught you checking me out too, but every time you did you would immediately grimace and turn a way . I could see you felt guilty for ... for like being a pervert or something.”

I grimaced now, and Arin added, “Yeah, exactly like that.”

Taking a deep breath, I said quietly, “I’m your big brother. My job is to protect you, not molest you.”

“What if I want you to molest me.”

I grimaced again. “Please don’t use that word.”

“Fine. What if I want you to bang me?” she said matter-of-factly.

Arin’s words blew my mind a little.


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

Twelvedemon12:
Op nice one

THANKS

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

Finally, it was time for me to blow. At first, I gripped Bukky’s hips super-hard, intending to hold her in place so I could rabbit-hump the hell out of her before blasting my load into the back of her womb. But a surge of ... well ... Ego ... flooded through me. And with a wicked grin, I yanked myself out, forcefully flipped Bukky over onto her back, and took a big step forward to plant my right foot flat on the mattress just past my big cousin’s shoulder. With my left knee back where it had been, this really opened up my crotch to Arin’s direct view.

I took my big, throbbing 8-inch dick in hand, aiming the fat mushroom head at Bukky’s face and jacking it furiously. It didn’t take long, only a few seconds. With pecs puffed out, abs clenched, and turgid rod ready to blow, I didn’t even look down at my big cousin. all of my attention was on Arin, right up to and through the moment when I made an ugly grimace and grunted with relief, firing wad after wad of creamy spunk ... wherever. At the time, I didn’t really know. Because I wasn’t looking at Bukky.

I was imagining I was blowing my load all over Arin.

Eventually, I was done. Exhausted from banging that hard that fast, I felt like a machine suddenly unplugged from the wall outlet. My head started swimming and inky blackness clouded my vision. My shoulders collapsed forward, and I abruptly bent forward to plant my left hand on the mattress. Only now did I get a good look at Bukky’s face, finding her grinning up at me with silly grin.

Her face was covered in cum. I must’ve had some extra juice saved up in reserve for a moment like this. There were even several drops dotting the mountainous slopes of her breasts, since the angle of my dick had dropped lower when I collapsed forward.

“you look Gorgeous, Bukky,” I commented with a chuckle.

“you think? I suppose I should apply your special brand of lotion more often then.” She scraped a glob of cum off her eyelid with one finger and popped it into her mouth. “you certainly gave me a ton of it.”

“I was inspired by our audience, as were you."

‘Spank me, hit me, hurt me’? that’s new. What’s next, nipple clamps and riding crops?”

“Only if you’re a really good boy.” While wiping a little more off her face and similarly shoving my sperm into her mouth, Bukky sucked on her fingers before rolling onto one shoulder and looking over to the desk chair, saying, “So What do you think, Arin? Are you ready for a ride on the-- Uhhh ... Arin?”

The chair was empty. Arin was gone.

“Do you think we scared her?” Bukky asked, once she’d sat up and confirmed our little cousin wasn’t anywhere in the room.

“Maybe,” I admitted, worried the same thing.

“But she could’ve left for any number of reasons. Embarrassment over masturbating in front of us. Guilt over having sexual thoughts about her brother and cousin, more likely. could even be something as simple as wanting to wash the pussy juice off her hands.”

Bukky gave me a skeptical look at that last one.

I waved dismissively, already getting off the bed. “I’ll Go find her.” Suiting words to action, I quickly headed down the hall way , noticing along the way that the bathroom was empty, as was Arin’s bedroom. I quickly went into my own bedroom, put on underwear and a pair of shorts, and then returned back to the hall way .

Bukky was coming the other way , still naked and finger-licking cum remnants she was gathering off her face and breasts. I caught her just as she was Going into the bathroom and reached out to pinch her butt.

She giggled and slapped my arm. I quickly went down the stairs and found Arin in the first place I looked, seated on a couch staring off into space.

“Hey, Arin,” I began gently as I took as seat beside her, but not too close. “you okay?”

She didn’t look at me, continuing her thousand-yard stare. “Uhhh, yeah...” she said slowly. “Yeah, I think so.”

“I’m sorry about all that upstairs. I don’t know What got into us.”

Still staring somewhere into the distance past the wall, Arin furrowed her eyebrows and muttered, “No ...noneed to apologize.”

“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.

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.

“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 fondled 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.



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