She finally broke the silence.
“Whattt…wa…was that” she managed to say.
I chuckled at the thought, realizing the primal energy that had consumed me. I had never had such great sex before. Seeing as I was still hard, I knew this was just the beginning.
Without pulling out of her, I just leaned over and hugged her tightly before lifting her up. She clung onto my shoulders and wrapped her legs around my waist as I carried her to the bedroom. I gently tossed her onto the bed, and as I did, my penis slipped out with a wet sound. I grabbed her hips and turned her over onto her hands and knees.
Following my cue, she rested her head down while arching her back, showcasing her rear end in splendour. I took a quick moment to admire the sight, noticing cum slowly trickling out of her moist vagina.
I moved in and entered her slowly, and she let out a small gasp. I grabbed her butt with both hands as it settled on top of my hips. Her soft yet firm butt felt warm and cosy pressed against me.
She stood up, her long sandy hair falling down her back as she leaned towards me. My hands moved up from her hips to her waist, then around to grab both of her breasts from behind as she leaned her head over her shoulder to passionately kiss me with her tongue.
“Do you have another round in you?” she dared.
I moved my hips forward in response, which caused her to gasp, and then I pushed her back down into position so I could get to work, my hands on her shoulders and lower back.
I began slowly, pulling my penis back until only the tip was inside before thrusting forward again, maintaining a steady rhythm. Each time I went in fully, she let out a soft moan.
After some time, I paused at the climax of every movement, trying to make her eagerly anticipate the next one. I switched between moving in slowly, making it feel like forever, and thrusting in with all my strength, making her thick thighs tremble. Her breathing became erratic as I kept her guessing with each movement.
She dropped her arms and flopped onto the bed face-first. Her head tilted to the side, eyes shut, and mouth slightly open as she kept making soft whimpering sounds.
I put my hands on her hips and started going faster, really giving it to her as I pulled back with each thrust. Her big, sexy ass bouncing against my hips was driving me crazy.
I became like a battering ram, pounding her hard and as fast as I could, while she clenched her fists and grabbed handfuls of the blanket. The bed was slamming against the wall with loud thumps. She was almost screaming now, and to my surprise, I felt another orgasm building up.
I had hoped to hold out a bit longer, but there I was, fucking my cousin from behind. It was something I’d fantasized about for months, and it was even more intense and exciting than I had ever imagined.”I’m gonna cum…” I choked out. Wanting to know if she wanted me to pull out as I felt we’d gotten carried away earlier.
“Cum inside me…” she purred.
Those words pushed me over the edge, and I, overtaken by immense pleasure as I came in my cousin’s pussy once again. It felt even more intense to hear her express desire, especially with the sensation of her pillow pressing against my waist.
As I slowed down and eventually stopped moving my hips, I leaned over and gave her a few kisses on the back of her neck and shoulders. Wanting to include her, I pulled out slowly, feeling my climax dripping out of her onto my penis. I used my hands to guide her to roll over.
I lay beside her as we both tried to catch our breath, gazing up at the ceiling, still feeling the rush from what just happened. Once our breathing calmed down and fell into a steady rhythm, she rolled on top of me and looked deeply into my eyes. Her hair fell around us like a curtain, framing our faces in a little cocoon.
We kissed gently and for a long time, enjoying the moment without needing to say anything. I could feel myself getting aroused again with her soft, reassuring presence, but I wasn’t ready for another round of intimacy. I was completely satisfied with her just lying on top of me like a cosy blanket. After a while, she rested her head on my chest, and we almost drifted off to sleep.
“Omo I’m hungry,” she said suddenly.
“Me too” I replied.
“Can we just get some food delivered and spend the night in bed together, having sex?”
“That’s not a bad idea.”
After drinking four glasses of water each, we ordered four plates of Nigerian dishes like amala, ofada rice, poundo yam, and yam and egg, and then we showered together. Showering with a lover was something I hadn’t done before, and the closeness of it all felt really special.
As we were drying ourselves off, there was a knock at the door. I quickly wrapped a towel around my waist and went to answer it.
“Good evening sir, your order.” the delivery guy said as I opened.
“Oh thank you!” I said.
“Ah well done o bros.” He smiled and glanced over my shoulder, and I heard Yosola’s bare footsteps approaching from behind me. I turned around and saw her casually walking into the kitchen, wearing just a towel.
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Yosola got some bottles of water while I took the food straight to the bedroom. We turned on a movie on the TV and got into bed, completely naked, ready to chow down. We both let out satisfied groans as we took our first bites. It didn’t take us long to finish the first two plates.
I moved the empty plastic containers from the bed to the dresser where they’d be easy to reach. When I turned back, Yosola was stretching out naked on the bed before curling up into a ball and patting the space next to her. I slid in beside her, and we cuddled up together, watching TV and letting our food digest. After some time, I finally spoke up about what had been weighing on my mind for the past few months.
” “I need to ask you something,” I began. “Back in the cave in Ghana, were you serious about ‘teaching me ‘a thing or two’?”
” “Oh my god, yes!” she exclaimed, poking me playfully in the ribs. “I was really turned on, and I felt so let down when you didn’t make a move. It made me feel like I was doing something wrong.”
“Forget about what I said. I thought I was the messed-up one who had been crushing on my cousin the entire trip, so I couldn’t believe you meant what you said.”
“Yeah, well, I did too. You weren’t the only one feeling all hot and bothered on that trip. I’d been wanting to hook up since that sweaty bus ride when you couldn’t stop sneaking glances at my chest.”
“You caught me, huh? I thought I was being slick,” I chuckled. “I just couldn’t stop staring at you! And it got even harder, especially when you were wearing your swimsuit.”
“Oh, I noticed! That’s why I mentioned in the cave that I was pretty sure you would’ve accepted my offer.”
” I was totally consumed by these thoughts! I felt like a creep, even found myself getting off to thoughts of you in the shower at night. I never thought you felt the same.”
“I guess I was just better at hiding it,” she said with a smile. “You were jerking off thinking about me?”
I felt a bit embarrassed about it. Even though we had just had wild sex and were now lying here naked in my bed.
“Yeah,” I said sheepishly.
“Well, you weren’t the only one,” she said playfully. And then, after a moment of silence, she added, “Let me see.”
“See what?” I asked, confused.
“I want to see how you jerked off to me.”
I was surprised for a moment but chose not to think too much about it. I was already halfway aroused. Heck, I hadn’t lost my erection the entire time we’d been together this afternoon. I pulled back the blanket and grabbed my penis with my right hand, starting to stroke it slowly at first until I was fully aroused. Then I picked up the pace to the medium speed I was used to.
She laid her head on my chest and watched as I masturbated, something I’d done countless times before. It felt weird to have someone see me doing my private thing that I’d only ever done alone.
After a minute or two, I felt her hand covering mine, and with a smooth move, she slid her hand beneath mine, taking control and maintaining the same steady rhythm. I let out a long sigh, stretching my arms behind my head and fully giving in to her touch. I’d experienced hand jobs before, and I never got tired of them. Each one felt unique, depending on the technique, so to speak.
And this time was no different. Her hold on me wasn’t too firm as she matched my strokes flawlessly. I allowed one of my hands to gently trace the curves of her back, silently conveying how much I was enjoying the moment.
Out of nowhere, she lifted her head from my chest and without any warning, she began to perform oral sex on me. She started slowly, sliding her lips down the top half of my penis and then pausing, while her tongue moved in a slow, rhythmic manner. I let out a long, deep moan and leaned my head back, closing my eyes tightly.
Then she began moving her head up and down, taking more of my penis into her mouth with each movement, while maintaining the same steady speed as she had with her hand. Her long hair cascaded down, tickling my lower body and adding a surprising and enjoyable sensation.
I raised my head to watch my cock sliding in and out of cousin’s mouth and my toes curled at the immense pleasure I was receiving. I knew I would cum soon and I wasn’t ready to just yet so I worked a free hand under her midsection and indicated for her to rotate.
She looked confused and stopped what she was doing for a moment.
“I want you to sit on my face,” I told her. She followed my lead, letting me guide her as she lifted one leg over my head. Her vagina was now right above my mouth, and she lowered herself down onto it, while her hand remained on my penis.
I gave her a long lick, and she cried out as she kept stroking me. Then she lowered her head, her throat opening up to take me all the way in this time, while I licked her pussy from below.
I licked her for a while, and she moaned as she continued touching me. Then she moved her head down, taking me deeper into her mouth, while I licked her from below.
I couldn’t get enough of her pussy, so I stuck my tongue in as far as it would go, swirling it around her cup in long circles. She was struggling to keep up with the pleasure we were both experiencing, pausing more frequently as her head tilted back and she let out little whimpers.
And then, out of nowhere, she moved away from my face, sliding herself forward, and in one quick move, she straddled me completely. Leaning back, she let her full weight rest on me. My hands instinctively moved up to touch her breasts as she turned her head to the side, attempting to kiss me, but the angle made it difficult. I planted kisses along her cheek as I gently slid my hand up to her throat.
I tried moving my hips up a couple of times, but I couldn’t because of her weight on top of me. Realizing she was in control here, she lifted herself up and leaned forward, resting on her hands. Then, she started moving her hips, starting slowly to figure out the right angle and depth before picking up speed.
She settled into a comfortable rhythm, not fully lifting up so my penis would slip out before quickly lowering her hips again. With her taking charge, I leaned back for a moment and admired the sight of her amazing rear bouncing with each movement.
I could tell she was nearing her orgasm because her moans were getting quicker and she was breathing heavily. Then, all of a sudden, her back arched, and she grabbed onto the blanket tightly. She let out a long, loud cry that turned into shorter, quicker sounds, and her hips were moving wildly. Her vagina suddenly tightened around me, taking me by surprise, and I came hard, finishing inside her.
As I stopped moving, she shivered one last time, and all we could hear was our deep breathing. After a minute, I gently pulled out, and she let out a little gasp as my penis came out of her.
She curled up in a ball, and I snuggled in close behind her, holding her hands as I kissed the back of her neck. Before long, we both drifted off to sleep.
I woke up feeling disoriented after a few hours. Glancing at my phone, I saw it was just after 2 AM. Hearing Yosola’s steady breathing next to me was instantly reassuring, but I lay awake for a while, troubled by the thought that she would be leaving tomorrow, or rather, later today.
I had no clue how she felt about what had happened between us. Was it a one-time thing for her, or did she envision it becoming a regular occurrence? I definitely wanted it to continue, but I tried not to get ahead of myself and just enjoy being in the moment. Eventually, I drifted back to sleep.
I woke up to an amazing sight and feeling, Yosola’s mouth on my penis. She moved up and down slowly while the sun rays peeked through the cracks in the drawn blinds. I sighed deeply as I ran my fingers through her sandy hair and gently held the back of her head.
“Wakey wakey.” she said, pausing briefly.
“Goooood morningggggg….” I moaned.
She kept sucking my penis for a bit, sometimes going deep. Not wanting to cum yet, I lifted her up by the shoulders and turned her onto her back. I moved down the bed a bit and started going down on her. After getting her warmed up, I climbed back up to have sex with her.
We didn’t just have sex, we made love, indulging in lots of deep, passionate kisses. As I felt myself about to cum, I let her know. She wrapped her legs around me and held me close, with a smile on her lips as she gazed up at me with half-closed eyes. I came inside her with a grunt as I collapsed, resting my head next to hers.
She hugged me tightly, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and her legs around my waist, holding me close for what felt like forever. I wished this moment would never end.
“Don’t leave.” I whispered softly in her ear.
“I wish I didn’t have to.”
We didn’t discuss it any further, and I was okay with that. Her response hinted enough that we were both thinking along the same lines, at least for now.
After some time, we split up and indulged in leftover pizza. Then, we jumped into the shower together and had sex again in the small space. I took her from behind, and the loud noise of our wet bodies hitting each other echoed off the tiled walls.
After getting out of the shower and drying off, she laughed when she realized she didn’t have any clean clothes to wear. She had only been wearing her swimsuit since we got here, and had been naked ever since. I quickly put on a shirt and pants, then went to get her clothes from the car.
I tried not to crowd her while she got dressed because it was hot seeing her pick out clothes and slip into them. But also, I was nervous about her leaving soon. We hadn’t really talked about what we were or if this was more than just a casual thing. I wasn’t sure what I wanted from all of this, but I wanted to see her again. And just the thought of her being with someone else made me instantly jealous.
I knew it wasn’t fair. In today’s world of dating and casual relationships, expecting too much too soon was unrealistic. Plus, there’s the whole societal taboo around relatives being intimate. But I had to say something before she left to clear things up for my own peace of mind.
“So…” I started as she was pulling her top down. “I just wanna say, I’m not expecting anything, but this weekend was really special to me, and I’d love to do it again sometime. Just thought you should know.” Ugh, that sounded way too formal, and I cringed inside.
“Okay Mr.” she teased.
I laughed as she let me off the hook.
“So, I’ve had bad experiences before because I didn’t express my feelings and left things hanging. Ever since the trip to Ghana, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you, and after this weekend, I don’t see that changing. I’m not very experienced with this kind of thing, but you trusted me with your body, and I’m not planning on being with anyone else. I’m not expecting you to do the same; that’s just how I am, and I wanted to be upfront about it.” I hoped that all makes sense.
She turned towards me and wrapped her arms around my neck, while I placed my hands on her hips.
“I wanted this just as much as you did,” she said, looking straight at me. “And even though I love sex, I’m always loyal to one guy only. I’m not going to fuck anyone else. Are we clear on that?”
“Yeah, sure. I just didn’t want to regret not telling you how I felt before you left. I’m not trying to label anything or set expectations, though.”
“I’m happy you did, actually,” she said sincerely, leaning in to kiss me.
She picked up her bag, and I walked her to the taxi that was waiting for us. After she placed her bag in the trunk, she turned back to me and hugged me tightly. I held her close, enjoying the warmth and scent of her. Then, I pulled back slightly, and we shared a long, passionate kiss, our tongues intertwining, our desire escalating almost to the point of losing control.
“I’ll catch up with you later,” she said with a wink as she got into the passenger seat.
“Alright, take care and have a safe journey,” I said as I closed her door.
I returned to pack my things because I had an evening flight back to Abuja, but my mind was consumed by thoughts of Yosola. I felt a range of emotions—excited and fulfilled, yet also anxious and unsure. While I was on my way to the airport, I received a message on my phone. When I checked, it was from her.
“I’m home baby!”
“Okay b, I’m on my way to the airport” I sent back before adding: “Miss you already.”
“Me too, and I miss your dick… Have a safe trip baby. ”
“Thanks b, ttyl”
They finally return to their respective lives after finally surrendering to their long-held desires, a newfound depth of love blossoms between them. As they navigate the aftermath of their passionate encounter and embrace their love for each other, a surprising twist emerges, casting doubt on their future together. Join us for a thrilling conclusion, where their story takes an unexpected twist.
Written by Sixtie9ine
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