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I looked up at her and saw that she was looking down at me from between her high, proud, breasts with a dreamy smile of sexual satisfaction on her face.

"Wow, Alex. This feeling I have is awesome."

"Same as me. Now lay back and relax. I'm still going to show you what love making really means."

She seemed pleased by my declaration.

"It is good to know that you are gifted in this act,” I continued. “I am a man who really enjoys the company and conjugation with a desirous lady, particularly a lady who tastes as good as you."

After saying this, I smiled at her. Then, I started to caress her outer vagina lips with my mouth, but this time, I added something new.

I used the index and middle fingers of my right hand to probe the depths of her vagina, pressing upward, searching for what I knew would be there, and finally finding it. It was the little knot of flesh beneath her vaginal roof which was better known as the center of gravity.

I intended to show her what that experience was like. This would certainly be an experience not to forget.

I found her center of gravity and I began teasing it with my fingertips, pressing firmly into the hard knot of flesh. Meanwhile, I was using my tongue to firmly, yet softly, caress the area along either side of her clitoral ridge, thus stimulating her in two powerful ways at once.

"Oh, Alex... that's good. Oh yeah... this is really exciting.” She began to moan and mumble monosyllables like these as I once again pushed her up the apex towards orgasm.

I continued the finger action inside and I started to lick pausing only to spend a little time at her clit and a little time probing the opening of her little piss hole right at the top of her vaginal opening.

Within moments, it seemed, though it must have been about four minutes or so, she was at the edge of a mind shattering center of gravity orgasm. I suddenly felt the inside of her vagina clamp down hard on my fingers just as her piss hole began to push itself inside out, opening wide and spurting a jet of womanly fluid out.

I clamped my mouth over the opening and continued to work her center of gravity. Spurt after spurt of the thin, opaque fluid streamed past my lips. Working her vagina until I had drained her dry, I slowly removed my fingers from her still weakly clenching vagina and licked off the thick covering of her lubricant which had accumulated on them.

Giving her vagina a last, lingering, sucking, kiss, I moved from between her legs to lay beside her panting form on the bed. I placed my hand over her pubic mound and gently teased the entire area.

"Should I take it that you have never had your center of gravity probed?" I asked.

She caught her breath, managed a smile and said: "Well, you can say that again. The fact is I've read about the center of gravity. However, reading and experiencing are two different things.

For just a moment I thought I was pissing into your mouth, but I was too far gone to care. It was such an exhilarating experience for me."

I laughed. "Indeed, it is pleasant. About pissing, no, you didn't piss on me. You only came. To use the medical term, you ejaculated. Not every woman can do that. Your friend, Augusta could do it. I can say that you have a g- spot orgasm without shooting your come. All the same, I was hoping you would be a shooter. I just can't wait to get enough of that stuff."

She rolled onto her side to face me and to begin licking the excess vagina juices from my face, finishing with a long, deep kiss.

"Now it's your turn," she said, smiling naughtily.

"You don't have to do this you know," I said. “I mean if you don’t want to do it, it is okay by me. I will be simply happy just to Bleep that beautiful vagina of yours."

She smiled and ignored my words. She placed herself on the bed such that she positioned her head over my crotch, her eyes taking in the size of my throbbing erection.

She then turned her head to look up at me and she smiled.

"You’re not forcing me to do it. I simply want to. I never said I didn't enjoy giving Evelyn head, I just said I wanted him to give me some too. You are really not forcing me to do anything, and believe me, if I didn't want to, nothing could make me suck this monster of yours."

She grinned at her frank assertion.

She turned back to my cock, planted a warm, wet, kiss right on the head, and let her tongue to run around the smooth surface. In the process, her lips collected the shiny dab of pre-come which had collected at the tip.

She made the head of my cock slide between her lips and worked her tongue into the piss-hole. She gripped and stroked my shaft with one hand while her other softly caressed my balls.

She lifted her mouth off my cockhead for a second, she adjusted her position such that she was kneeling between my legs. She then grasped the base of my cock just below my balls firmly in her right hand.

She pointed the shaft straight up at her mouth and started one of the most fantastic blowjobs I had ever received.

I moaned as I felt her warm, wet, mouth slide back over the head of my cock. She stopped there for a moment, scrubbing the smooth surface with her tongue, allowing saliva to accumulate until it was escaping her lips and running down the length of my shaft.

Making use of her spit as a lubricant, she began to take more and more of my cock in her mouth, working it in with short but slow strokes.




Love to Lust: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/love_to_lust/37678

For the first half of my cousin’s rant, I had been mentally formulating a response that would address her concerns over the uncertainty of the situation, explaining that we were all in this together and that even though Arin and I didn’t have immune system issues like she did, we would never abandon her and would always be here to take care of her.

But then the last part of her rant hit me, and all those coherent statements flew right out the window.

I blinked rapidly, my jaw dropped to the floor, and I just sort of gaped at her like a fish flopping on the deck.

two seconds later, Bukky’s jaw dropped as far as mine had, although she covered it with her mouth and popped her eyes open WIDE, as if in utter shock she’d said those words out loud.

I managed to recover first. “Uh ... well...” I began uncertainly, not sure how to respond but desperate to cover the awkward silence. “Thank you? I think? For the compliment?”

Bukky snorted, cracked a smile at my weak joke, but then buried her face in both hands and looked ready to cry.

Seeing my big cousin so weak and pathetic, my familial instinct kicked in and I was suddenly out of the chair. I moved to sit beside her and wrapped both arms around her in a fierce hug. She had managed to keep it in so far, but the moment I held her the waterworks started. And she buried her face into my upper chest to cry her poor little heart out.

Wordlessly, I let her shudder and sob while she sagged deeper into my embrace. I adjusted my grip, hugging her tighter. The headboard wasn’t far behind me, and I reclined against it with her pillows supporting my lower back. that allowed Bukky to truly rest her head against my chest, and I was able to look down at her, brushing locks of hair back from her pretty face, beautiful even though her expression was one of abject misery.

I don’t know how long she cried, but I held her until she’d let it all out. Even when her sobs went silent, I squeezed my arms, willing her to understand that I loved her. She was my big cousin, after all. And after a while, she lapsed into such stillness that I wondered if she’d fallen asleep.

But just when I started to think about how to escape, plotting out how I’d gently lower her head to the pillows and slide myself laterally across her bed, her eyes opened and she looked up at me, my love for her mirrored in her eyes. Yeah, she could be a real bitch sometimes, but I understood the stress she was under and didn’t really hold it against her. I told her with my eyes that I would al way s be here for her, and I’d like to think she understood.

That was when she kissed me. One minute, I was smiling down at her, wordlessly just reminding her I was here for her. The next, she had closed the gap between our lips, molded hers around mine, and hummed rapturously as her tongue parted my teeth and pushed in to tease mine.

At first, I responded in kind. I’d kissed quite a few girls over the years and had lots and lots of practice. My arms instinctively pulled her closer to me and I tilted my head to the side to pull my nose out of the way . Bukky moaned and scooted up the bed a little closer to get a better angle on me, but as I felt her right hand slide off my belly and start to head further south, I suddenly realized exactly What I was doing, and WHO I was doing it with.

Breaking the kiss, I pulled my head back while my eyes flew open in shock. “Bukky? What are we--?” I began in confusion.

Her right hand darted up behind my head and tugged it so that my forehead was pressed against hers. Her eyes closed and she husked in a low voice, “Please?”

That’s it. just one word, pregnant with all kinds of meaning. She didn’t need more than one word, because I already understood What she was asking. She needed this right now. She needed me right now. She needed to kiss me and feel love, and was that really so much to ask?

Nodding slowly, I bent my lips to hers and renewed the liplock.

Bukky sighed happily, her left arm holding me tight while her right cinched around the back of my neck. We kissed and kissed and kissed some more. My conscience went to war with my heart, telling me this was inappropriate. My heart fought back, the sound of my cousin’s “Please” echoing over and over and over again.

And hell, kissing her felt good. I hadn’t been kissed like this since the last time I saw Beauty face-to-face. I’d spent almost two months only experiencing self-inflicted orgasms, never feeling the touch of another human being in a sexual way except for my own right hand. And even though I couldn’t compare the stress I was under to What Bukky had been Going through pretty stressful to be under lockdown for this long, painfully aware that if I were to screw up and catch the virus outside from someone else, it may not kill me but it certainly could kill someone I loved.

It’s not like we were having sex. This was just kissing. Brothers and cousins kiss each other all the time...

But this wasn’t such a big difference, right? I’d pecked both Bukky and Arin on the lips lots of times ... although it had probably been a few years since the last time. Still ... this was just kissing.

And then Bukky’s hand slid into my pajama trousers and wrapped around my boner.

I broke the kiss again, “My goodness.”

My big cousin kept kissing me, although her lips werenolonger on my mouth. While my eyelids fluttered and I gasped in surprise, Bukky nibbled on my chin, walked her lips down my jawline, and sucked on my neck a little bit. Her cool hand encircled my rod, pumping back and forth along its length while she audibly groaned into the crook of my neck. And I was powerless to resist her.

This is soooo much better than stroking myself, I thought.

“I love your cock, little brother,” she crooned before sucking my neck again, not quite enough to leave a hickey but getting pretty close. “It’s so hot. It’s so big.

“Bukky...” I breathed, not believing this was happening.

“Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve had a cock in my hands?”

“Bukky...” I groaned. “We shouldn’t.”




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