In the quiet of the night, when silence envelops everything, I never expected my desire to ignite so fiercely. My cousin, whom I always saw as family, lay there on the old bed, her smooth skin glowing under the dim light. At first, I just meant to check if she was comfortable, but my eyes were drawn to her enticing curves, from the breasts rising and falling with her breath to the hidden pussy beneath her thin clothes. Unable to resist, I moved closer, my hands gently caressing her warm skin, making her stir slightly in her sleep.
A mix of guilt and excitement made my heart race. I began to explore, my mouth softly licking her pussy, the sweet taste spreading and drawing us both in. She responded dreamily, her hands unconsciously holding me, and soon things grew more intense. I ventured to her anus, teasing and stimulating, causing her body to tremble and moisture to flow. The room heated up, soft moans filling the air, and I couldn’t stop. We made love passionately, shifting positions, each thrust building to a powerful climax.
Afterward, as we lay there, I reflected on this secretive, dramatic encounter. It wasn’t just physical satisfaction; it was a forbidden secret that could change everything. My cousin, with her natural seductive allure, had awakened my most primal instincts. Now, I find myself anticipating the next time, when desire rises again in the shadows.
