Kissing Cousins Pt. 01

“Najaf, don’t disrespect your cousin like that. Answer the question.”

She pulled her head back in disbelief. “But he asked me what color underwear I was wearing.”

“You see what I mean? She always got some sort of attitude,” emphasized the man who had asked the question.

“Listen, bitch,” started Ravenclaw, “when your older cousin asks you a question, you’d better answer.”

“I don’t think that’s an appropriate question,” Najaf shot back.

“Then I guess we’ll just have to answer the question ourselves.” The shorter cousin reached up and grabbed her defiant relative by the wrist with a strength the thinner girl hadn’t expected and was unable to match. “Grab her legs and help me toss her onto the couch,” she motioned to the other man. “You hold her down and I’ll tie her up.”

He obliged, and though she squirmed mightily they succeeded in launching her into the sofa. He held her down as his familial ally used a t-shirt to tie around the struggling girl’s wrists.

Once the bonds were secure, Ravenclaw encouraged her male cousin to proceed. “Alright, go ahead. Let’s see what she’s got under there.”

He pulled her black leggings down with a fury akin to the venom on his cousin’s lips.

Neither had seen this sort from him before, but nonetheless her teal panty was exposed.

“See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” mocked the domineering female. “And what else did you wanna know?” she asked the other.

“Well, I heard her say that she shaves down there. But I was curious as to how close exactly.”

“Why don’t you take a look. I’ve got her.”

He went to pull her leggings back down as they had crept back up, but she defiantly kicked at him.

“Oh, you wanna get feisty? Fine.” Ravenclaw looked at her male cousin. “Didn’t you say she had grown knockers, too? Let’s see how big.” She continued to hold the restrained girl’s wrist as she easily brought down her blouse, revealing a black sports bra. “Not even a matching set,” she said wryly.

“And they’re not even that big, either.”

“No, it’s a sports bra,” she corrected, and with the same swift motion just moments earlier, released her large mounds of flesh.

Oddly, her cousin’s reaction wasn’t what she would’ve expected from a man in heat. He stood there in shock, and even seemed to grow timid.

The shorter, more forceful cousin broke the awkward silence. “Maybe now you should see if the carpets match the drapes.”

He snapped out of it and seemed to grow more confident as he restrained her legs with a hand even more powerful than the other girl. With his other hand, he reached under her and grabbed her leggings at the waist, pulling them down enough to reveal the strip of fabric between her legs as they remained together and off to one side. He lowered his head and nudged it into her leg as he attempted to get closer to her forbidden fruit and the mystery behind the flexible teal cloth. He tugged at it, and she squirmed her tushy away.

But she wasn’t able to make it very far at all, given her predicament.

“Oh, look how her tits jiggle when she moves!” her cousin pointed out as the man between her legs looked up.

The restrained girl’s face flushed.

Her cousin only caught the tail end of the movement, and she remained so still out of fright for being seen that he returned his attention back to her panty. As he pulled it to the side, she no longer resisted him in order to avoid further embarrassment from her body’s movement. Her outer labia was smooth, but not entirely hairless as he ran his finger along an edge.

“Well, is it smooth or what?” his cousin asked impatiently.

“I can’t really tell,” he answered.

“Use your tongue on it,” she suggested.

And he did just that, licking her inner thigh, flicking his tongue up and down as he moved inward.

“Oh please no,” whimpered the girl being licked.

He looked up at her before he reached her inner labia, and she returned an anticipatory look that he couldn’t quite interpret. When he glanced at his other cousin, she had a huge, encouraging smile on her face that she accompanied with a nod. He stuck out his tongue and made first contact with her forbidden pink fruit. He could taste a hint of sour and feel her dryness right on his tongue. With his curiosity satiated and his egotism growing, among other things, he rose to his feet.

“Did you see how big these things are?” his cousin asked as she squeezed the large breasts of the other girl. Her eyes danced with mischief and excitement as she watched him pull out his cock. She continued, as he was now mesmerized by the girl’s jiggling mounds. “What are you gonna do with that?” she asked him.

“No, we can’t,” insisted the other girl.

“Shut up, you’re not even related,” said the girl in charge.

It was true, her mother was adopted. Not like his other cousin, whose mom was his mom’s sister.

“I need to get her wet first,” he answered finally. He stepped onto the sofa before the immobile girl could protest more. He looked down at her face, not finding it particularly attractive at all. Yet for some reason his erection was throbbing. This was so taboo. And as she took him into her mouth, the sensation drove him wild. He grew more forceful, until she began to choke on his throbbing sexual member. When he pulled out he saw tears in her eyes. He stepped down from the couch, his cock glistening as were her cheeks.

“How’s her mouth,” his other cousin asked excitedly.

“Phenomenal,” he answered. “But now I want that ass.”

“I knew you liked watching her walk away,” confessed his cousin as she pushed her over. Her male counterpart took over from behind and the other girl made her way around behind the sofa in the middle of the room. “Let’s see if you can work that mouth well on me.” She pulled up her shirt, exposing a small tit that was almost lost in the other folds of body fat. She pulled the girl’s head toward her nipple, where she began to flick her tongue unenthusiastically against the flesh.

He wasn’t watching any of this, because he was seeing her ass for the first time out of her clothes, and was focused on slipping inside of her snatch. The wetness of her saliva aided him now, and he was able to enter easily. He began thrusting just by squeezing his buttocks together as she continued licking her cousin. He noticed she didn’t have that much of an ass; the panties exaggerated.

“That’s not bad, now let me see if you like it on yours.” She made her shift her position with her hands still roped together, her back straightening so her breasts were hanging over the back of the couch. As she bent down to lick them, her cousin groaned aloud.

“Not like that. Her ass looks so flat now.”

His cousin, always helpful, lifted her head. “You wanna watch my ass while you keep at it?” she asked as she made her way around the couch. When she arrived next to them again, she turned around and pulled down her jeans, revealing a playful lace undergarment.

He pushed Najaf over and she couldn’t catch herself so she landed awkwardly on her back. Ravenclaw felt his hands on her behind, and was shocked when she felt the heat of his cock probing for her opening, her panty pulled to the side. “Oh, this is so naughty.”

“Yeah, now you know how I feel,” Najaf chimed in.

“Shut up. I’ll show you naughty.” And she leaned down to kiss her cousin’s sex.

“Oh fuck, I can’t,” warned her cousin from behind.

She turned her head to the side, her tongue still tickling the other girl’s labia. “What?” she asked. But it wasn’t necessary now. She felt her cousin’s cock throbbing inside her, and a sudden warmth entering her vagina. “Oh shit, are you?”

But it was too late for that, too. He pumped his blood relative full of warm cum as she tongue-fucked the other.

Eventually he sagged off her, but she continued tasting her cousin’s snatch. Any other time he would have been fascinated to see an expert tongue engaged in taboo acts, but he was spent. He made his way to the bathroom to clean himself off instead of watching. When he was done, he turned off the water. He was surprised to hear shouting coming from the other room.

“Oh my fucking god!”

“Yeah, bitch, you like that?”

He rushed out to find the two of them still intertwined, Najaf’s fingers in Ravenclaw’s hair.

“Everything okay?” the man asked.

Ravenclaw turned back to him with a wink, “Yeah, we were just finishing up. Anyways, I gotta get back to my boyfriend. You two should join us for cards next week! Should be less tension.”

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“Well, it’s getting late and I’m all carded out. Too bad Najaf didn’t show. Guess I’d better head on home,” he said as he stood up and lurched forward.

His cousin looked at her boyfriend. “Earl, he’s too drunk to drive. Tell him he can stay here. Sleep on the couch.”

“You need somewhere to stay, man?” he repeated in a questioning tone.

“Hold on, I gotta pee,” he set his phone on the table before stumbling off to the bathroom.

Over the loud trickle, they spoke to her boyfriend in a whisper. “Just be nice to him, would you? He’s my cousin for christ’s sake.”

“I asked if he needed to stay. But I’m not gonna make him.”

“Yeah, but your tone.”

“Maybe if you guys would quit speaking in code.”

“Oh my god, I’m not about to do this right now with you.”

The toilet flushed, and they both looked at the man stumbling back into the room as he plopped back on the couch.

“You good man? You want the couch?”

“Yeah,” he slurred before laying back.

Earl got up from the chair and Ravenclaw followed him from the room.

The drunken man kicked his shoes off and put his feet on the sofa.

There was an unintelligible conversation, and Earl re-emerged from the bedroom. “Let me have your keys. Just in case.”

The thin man rolled over as if he weighed a few hundred pounds, reached into his pocket, and pulled out his keys on the first try.

“Thanks. You need a blanket or anything?”

“Mm,” was the returned grunt, interpreted as a ‘no’.

The keys clanged onto a hard surface somewhere in the distance, and the light clicked off and dimmed the room from behind his eyes.

Moments later, he awoke with a start. His eyes flashed open and he reached a blind hand toward the table to check his phone. 10:21. Only twenty minutes had passed, even though it seemed like an hour. He could still hear voices coming from the other room.