Me, my cousin and a bottle of wine
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Nymphodora
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incest
It was particularly cold that time of year. The air was dry, and the biting breeze penetrated my clothes and cut me to the bone. I knew it well because that evening, after a beer with friends, I was walking to the subway to my cousin's house. Eleonora and I were second cousins, but we had practically grown up together thanks to our parents' close friendship. From an early age, we explored and discovered the world together; we saw each other almost every day and were very close, so much so that we slept in the same bed. She had been living alone in a small apartment for some time, and what with one thing and another, I hadn't yet seen her new place, so for the occasion, she had invited me to have a glass of wine at her place so we could visit her house. As I've already said, our relationship has always been like that of siblings. I never would have dreamed of reaching out and doing something beyond that, although I must admit that during my early adolescence, when the first shapes and instincts were emerging, I had entertained several fantasies about hypothetical sexual scenes between her and me. The fact is, after a few years had passed, that evening I was sure how it would go: a short guided tour, a glass of wine, and lots of laughter in the company of her new roommate, a 6-month-old cat.
I walked for about 15 minutes and finally reached the location she had indicated, then I rang the bell and had the door opened. Eleonora was, as usual, beautiful. A cheerful girl, with exotic features and olive skin, the fruit of a sunny summer. For a few years, she had been sporting bangs that reached below her eyebrows, framing dark, slightly almond-shaped eyes, a small nose, and delicate, not-too-full lips. My favorite thing about her appearance was her perfectly white, even smile, which she often flashed in my presence, since I've always had a penchant for making silly jokes, which she always appreciated.
She greeted me with a warm hug. She was wearing a baggy white hoodie and very short shorts that showed off her slim yet toned legs, which supported a pair of dreamy, athletic butts.
"Hi, Samu! Come in, come in. Oh, I'll bring you some slippers right away, wait," she said immediately as I took off my shoes.
"We have a lot to talk about, we have a lot of lost time to make up for, but first, the house tour!" The living room was small, an open-plan space with a kitchen and a table against the wall, two bedrooms, a bathroom, and a closet. A small but comfortable house for one or two people at most. We returned to the living room, and Eleonora, who was energetic and cheerful as always, wasted no time in opening the bottle of wine I'd brought. So we spent a good hour, recounting our lives while sipping a good glass of wine, which turned into two, then three. I noticed that Eleonora was particularly physical; we were sitting on a small but comfortable sofa, and she kept gesturing, placing her hand on my leg, then my shoulder, then my hand, then my hair. I was used to her touch, but I soon realized something was different. I didn't immediately understand what it was, but slowly I began to understand that it was the timing and the manner that had changed: his hand was sliding along my body, slowly, as if probing it, stopping at particularly erogenous spots like the inside of my thigh, or gently lifting my hand in his. These attentions didn't displease me as much as I thought; in fact, they were strangely engaging. Perhaps because of the wine, we were both uninhibited, and we began to increase eye contact as well as physical contact. His eyes, ablaze with a color I'd never seen before, were penetrating and mischievously curled. Even the conversation took on an increasingly sexual tone, until it became explicit.
"You know, I have to confess that lately I've been feeling lonely. I only moved a few months ago, but I miss physical contact, bodies warming each other. I need affection, I'm really pleased you're here with me tonight," he said, just before throwing himself into a wild embrace. That gesture gave me a lot of certainty about his intentions, since his hands moved all over my back and seemed to want to scratch it; he even placed one on the edge of my left buttock, not daring to go any further. I could feel that she wasn't wearing a bra; her breasts were soft and her nipples were hard. Then he continued to unleash himself, letting himself go in my arms.
"And then I realized that I'm always horny... I don't know why but I always want to touch myself, I don't know if it's ever happened to you..."
"Yes, of course, I confess that I'm always horny, even when I'm asleep."
"Hahaha, come on, idiot, don't make fun of me!" he said, giving me a gentle shove.
"I don't believe you and you know it, so I'm inviting you to sleep over at my place, I want to see if you're lying."
"After all the wine we've been drinking, maybe it might be a good idea, you know..." I said, playing dumb, while I looked at her with a goofy smile on my face. She didn't wait any longer and reached for my jeans, after having lingered for a long time on my inner thigh. She found my cock already hard, and I could have sworn I felt her slightly twitch with delight as we joined together for a kiss as passionate as it was messy, dictated by the erotic anarchy of the moment. We made out for a few minutes while exploring each other's bodies with our hands. I immediately reached under her sweatshirt, delicately squeezing her breasts, not too big but beautiful, like all breasts in this world. I squeezed her nipples and while she massaged my cock, her other hand caressing my chest, I leaned towards her panties. The place was already soaking wet; I could feel the heat and my fluids rising, filling the room with an irresistible scent. I began slowly massaging her from the outside; her clit and labia, which weren't that big, were becoming increasingly moist, so I decided to reach in. I began fingering her; she was warm and delicate, and my mind was already spinning. I knew what we were doing was wrong, but in that moment, nothing in the world could stop us, no rules, no ethical or moral laws, just the most passionate sex of our lives. She finally, as she was enjoying herself, decided to pull out my cock, which she had been uncomfortably handling for a while under my pants. She leaned down and took it in her mouth to moisten it, then began to suck voraciously. I began to writhe in pleasure, one hand resting on the back of her twitching neck. I could see the ceiling but wasn't looking at it at all. My pussy was empty as I concentrated on her pierced tongue, which ran wetly along the shaft, then settled on the head, massaging it alternately with my lips. Things got wetter and wetter as she repeatedly choked me, filling my penis with saliva, until she suddenly stood up and slammed into my mouth, swirling her tongue until it almost reached my throat. I've always liked adventurous girls, but she beat them all. Without hesitation, she straddled me and began masturbating on my cock. Her abundant saliva flowed back and forth, and her moans grew louder, until she began to tremble. She immediately stopped, and in an instant I was inside her. Warm, delicate, and welcoming, she moved on my cock, enjoying it like a slut. I licked her hard nipples, and she, with her hands in my hair, increased the pace. I could tell she was really wet because the sensitivity of my cock was decreasing and the movement was becoming more fluid.
"Make me come like a slut, Samu... I want to cum on your cock forever, I want to eat it and stick it in every hole."
"Any hole?" I asked as she fucked me relentlessly.
"That's right, I want you to put it in my ass now." I lifted her up and put her doggy style on the couch, then began licking her intimate area, starting from her ass. I inserted my tongue into her for a deep rimming session, then moved on to her pussy. I licked her for several minutes, and she enjoyed every stroke, she was more and more euphoric, and finally I decided it was time. There she was, my cousin was ready for anything, and I would do anything to her. I aimed my cock at her sculpted asshole and began to enter. Soon the cock was inside, so I began to fuck her ass harder and harder, spitting every now and then.
"Slap me hard, I want you to hurt me, fuck me deep and cum in my ass, I want it all inside me." At this, I began to make her ass cheeks red, which twitched rhythmically as I could feel the outer ring of her anus dilating as I thrust in and out of that wet hole. I sensed the moment had come, so I grabbed her hair and pulled while riding her harder and harder. Finally, we both came amidst a general outcry, regardless of the late hour. I cummed inside her, and it was a sensational experience. She finished, exhausted but smiling, with a final suck on my cock to make sure everything was clean. Then he said, "I've always dreamed of you cumming in my ass, Samu. It was amazing."
"I've also dreamed of fucking you several times, but you know what kind of world we live in, so I never told you."
"Now that we've revealed ourselves, we can fuck until we're old, we can enjoy each other's bodies as much as we want, and that turns me on like crazy. I can feel your cum in my ass wanting to come out, but I want it to stay inside me, I love the feeling."
This was my first sexual experience with my cousin Eleonora, who I discovered, to my great pleasure, is a real fighting bitch.
I walked for about 15 minutes and finally reached the location she had indicated, then I rang the bell and had the door opened. Eleonora was, as usual, beautiful. A cheerful girl, with exotic features and olive skin, the fruit of a sunny summer. For a few years, she had been sporting bangs that reached below her eyebrows, framing dark, slightly almond-shaped eyes, a small nose, and delicate, not-too-full lips. My favorite thing about her appearance was her perfectly white, even smile, which she often flashed in my presence, since I've always had a penchant for making silly jokes, which she always appreciated.
She greeted me with a warm hug. She was wearing a baggy white hoodie and very short shorts that showed off her slim yet toned legs, which supported a pair of dreamy, athletic butts.
"Hi, Samu! Come in, come in. Oh, I'll bring you some slippers right away, wait," she said immediately as I took off my shoes.
"We have a lot to talk about, we have a lot of lost time to make up for, but first, the house tour!" The living room was small, an open-plan space with a kitchen and a table against the wall, two bedrooms, a bathroom, and a closet. A small but comfortable house for one or two people at most. We returned to the living room, and Eleonora, who was energetic and cheerful as always, wasted no time in opening the bottle of wine I'd brought. So we spent a good hour, recounting our lives while sipping a good glass of wine, which turned into two, then three. I noticed that Eleonora was particularly physical; we were sitting on a small but comfortable sofa, and she kept gesturing, placing her hand on my leg, then my shoulder, then my hand, then my hair. I was used to her touch, but I soon realized something was different. I didn't immediately understand what it was, but slowly I began to understand that it was the timing and the manner that had changed: his hand was sliding along my body, slowly, as if probing it, stopping at particularly erogenous spots like the inside of my thigh, or gently lifting my hand in his. These attentions didn't displease me as much as I thought; in fact, they were strangely engaging. Perhaps because of the wine, we were both uninhibited, and we began to increase eye contact as well as physical contact. His eyes, ablaze with a color I'd never seen before, were penetrating and mischievously curled. Even the conversation took on an increasingly sexual tone, until it became explicit.
"You know, I have to confess that lately I've been feeling lonely. I only moved a few months ago, but I miss physical contact, bodies warming each other. I need affection, I'm really pleased you're here with me tonight," he said, just before throwing himself into a wild embrace. That gesture gave me a lot of certainty about his intentions, since his hands moved all over my back and seemed to want to scratch it; he even placed one on the edge of my left buttock, not daring to go any further. I could feel that she wasn't wearing a bra; her breasts were soft and her nipples were hard. Then he continued to unleash himself, letting himself go in my arms.
"And then I realized that I'm always horny... I don't know why but I always want to touch myself, I don't know if it's ever happened to you..."
"Yes, of course, I confess that I'm always horny, even when I'm asleep."
"Hahaha, come on, idiot, don't make fun of me!" he said, giving me a gentle shove.
"I don't believe you and you know it, so I'm inviting you to sleep over at my place, I want to see if you're lying."
"After all the wine we've been drinking, maybe it might be a good idea, you know..." I said, playing dumb, while I looked at her with a goofy smile on my face. She didn't wait any longer and reached for my jeans, after having lingered for a long time on my inner thigh. She found my cock already hard, and I could have sworn I felt her slightly twitch with delight as we joined together for a kiss as passionate as it was messy, dictated by the erotic anarchy of the moment. We made out for a few minutes while exploring each other's bodies with our hands. I immediately reached under her sweatshirt, delicately squeezing her breasts, not too big but beautiful, like all breasts in this world. I squeezed her nipples and while she massaged my cock, her other hand caressing my chest, I leaned towards her panties. The place was already soaking wet; I could feel the heat and my fluids rising, filling the room with an irresistible scent. I began slowly massaging her from the outside; her clit and labia, which weren't that big, were becoming increasingly moist, so I decided to reach in. I began fingering her; she was warm and delicate, and my mind was already spinning. I knew what we were doing was wrong, but in that moment, nothing in the world could stop us, no rules, no ethical or moral laws, just the most passionate sex of our lives. She finally, as she was enjoying herself, decided to pull out my cock, which she had been uncomfortably handling for a while under my pants. She leaned down and took it in her mouth to moisten it, then began to suck voraciously. I began to writhe in pleasure, one hand resting on the back of her twitching neck. I could see the ceiling but wasn't looking at it at all. My pussy was empty as I concentrated on her pierced tongue, which ran wetly along the shaft, then settled on the head, massaging it alternately with my lips. Things got wetter and wetter as she repeatedly choked me, filling my penis with saliva, until she suddenly stood up and slammed into my mouth, swirling her tongue until it almost reached my throat. I've always liked adventurous girls, but she beat them all. Without hesitation, she straddled me and began masturbating on my cock. Her abundant saliva flowed back and forth, and her moans grew louder, until she began to tremble. She immediately stopped, and in an instant I was inside her. Warm, delicate, and welcoming, she moved on my cock, enjoying it like a slut. I licked her hard nipples, and she, with her hands in my hair, increased the pace. I could tell she was really wet because the sensitivity of my cock was decreasing and the movement was becoming more fluid.
"Make me come like a slut, Samu... I want to cum on your cock forever, I want to eat it and stick it in every hole."
"Any hole?" I asked as she fucked me relentlessly.
"That's right, I want you to put it in my ass now." I lifted her up and put her doggy style on the couch, then began licking her intimate area, starting from her ass. I inserted my tongue into her for a deep rimming session, then moved on to her pussy. I licked her for several minutes, and she enjoyed every stroke, she was more and more euphoric, and finally I decided it was time. There she was, my cousin was ready for anything, and I would do anything to her. I aimed my cock at her sculpted asshole and began to enter. Soon the cock was inside, so I began to fuck her ass harder and harder, spitting every now and then.
"Slap me hard, I want you to hurt me, fuck me deep and cum in my ass, I want it all inside me." At this, I began to make her ass cheeks red, which twitched rhythmically as I could feel the outer ring of her anus dilating as I thrust in and out of that wet hole. I sensed the moment had come, so I grabbed her hair and pulled while riding her harder and harder. Finally, we both came amidst a general outcry, regardless of the late hour. I cummed inside her, and it was a sensational experience. She finished, exhausted but smiling, with a final suck on my cock to make sure everything was clean. Then he said, "I've always dreamed of you cumming in my ass, Samu. It was amazing."
"I've also dreamed of fucking you several times, but you know what kind of world we live in, so I never told you."
"Now that we've revealed ourselves, we can fuck until we're old, we can enjoy each other's bodies as much as we want, and that turns me on like crazy. I can feel your cum in my ass wanting to come out, but I want it to stay inside me, I love the feeling."
This was my first sexual experience with my cousin Eleonora, who I discovered, to my great pleasure, is a real fighting bitch.
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