Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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Disclaimer: All characters are 18 years or older.
Chapter 2
That morning Daniel's boner was harder than it had ever been in his entire life. All night he had dreamed about his sexy cousin. He had dreamt of her in every position; riding on top of him, her breasts bouncing, bent over in front of him, pinned against the wall. His mind was filled with countless images of Patricia taking him inside of her. How had he been so blind to it for all these years? She was stacked! Her breasts were huge and her ass, god that ass would make any man go crazy. How had he been treating her as an object of annoyance instead of what she was, a sex goddess!
It wasn't like it hadn't occurred to him that men found Patricia sexy. Practically everyone in his life did. Hardly a day had passed where some meat head hadn't sidled up next to Danny and commented on just what they would do to Patty if they got the chance. Maybe it was just that he knew her too well, and disliked her too much to realize, but something nagged at Danny's mind. It couldn't just be that. There was a good reason he never thought about Patricia like this, she was his flesh and blood, his first cousin for god's sake. It was plainly and simply wrong. As he reminded himself of this he looked down at his penis, hoping it would share in his disgust, but instead it stared back at him, dripping precum, practically vibrating with hardness, not even the slightest bit perturbed at breaking one of the most sacred taboos.
He had to cum three times before his boner would let up, each time to thoughts of bending over his sexy cousin and showing her just what he thought about her. When his penis was finally soft, he ducked out of his bedroom towards the shower, anxious to wash away the trace of his wicked thoughts. As he burst in, he was shocked to find Patricia already in the shower. The glass wall was all that stood between them, her back turned to him, steam silhouetting her luscious body. What were the odds? Didn't she usually shower in the morning? When was the last time she was still in the house after noon?
Little did he know that she had overslept because of his show last night. She had gotten herself back into bed, thinking herself satisfied, only to rub one more out just thinking about being doused in Danny's hot cum.
What was getting into her? It wasn't like she wasn't getting laid. She had a boyfriend and she saw him almost every day. His dick wasn't even small it just wasn't, well how could they compare really? Danny's dick was magical. Still, she wasn't usually so wound up, and most certainly never about someone like Danny. Skinny losers weren't usually her type. She lathered soap onto her curvaceous body as she pondered this, so wrapped up in thought she hadn't heard Danny's rushed entry.
Danny stood there for a while, trapped by indecision. When he realized she hadn't heard him come in, he knew he could just sneak away, but presented with the possibility of sneaking a peek at Patricia's naked body, he knew he couldn't pass it up. He would see her in a swimming suit at some point in the summer probably, but when would he be able to see her bare tits? Maybe even her pussy? His dick was hard again at the prospect, harder than it had been even that morning.
Swallowing hard, he stepped forward, trying to angle himself just right to see through the other side. As he did, she moved, and for a second he could swear that she was- she couldn't be. He moved closer and the door shot open. Suddenly Danny found himself face to face with Patricia's naked body. It was more beautiful than he could have imagined. Her nipples were incredible, pink with large areola and capped with perfect round nubs. Her thighs and her hips and her ass all presented themselves to him, even with how she was posed. It took Danny a minute to realize she had said something.
What?" he replied dumbly.
"Get out!" she repeated, making a weak attempt to cover her chest. Her eyes went down to his crotch and she had to resist the urge to lick her lips. Hell, she had to resist the urge to drop to her knees, unwrap that present and get to work. It was only through sheer will that she held back.
Danny was shocked. She wasn't yelling or screaming or hitting him, hell she wasn't even really covering up. Something was wrong here. And when he noticed her eyes glance down at his crotch he knew what it was. It couldn't be though. Was it? He was almost tempted to reach down and pull down his boxers when he heard a shout from downstairs.
"Daniel!" his aunt Krista screamed. "Daniel get down here this instant!" his uncle Ned bellowed.
Danny rushed out of the bathroom before Patricia could say anything, panicking as he fled the scene. Meanwhile Patricia, still standing in the shower, fell to her knees. It wasn't, she couldn't be, but she was. She was cumming. She had felt it rising up inside of her when he stared into her eyes, when he realized she was staring at the hard-on pressing against his underwear, but now that he was gone and she could catch her breath she couldn't hold it back any longer. She was glad for the water because otherwise her cousin would definitely have heard her moan as she stuck her fingers into her pussy and brought herself to orgasm after orgasm. What was going on with her?
Downstairs, Danny looked at his aunt and uncle from up the stairs. He felt even more ashamed than usual at their hard stares as he knew for a fact he smelled of cum, and his shirt was stained. Maybe they were finally going to ask him about why he had been spending all his time in his room. Instead, Uncle Ned brandished an open envelope at Daniel accusatorily.
"And what's this?" his uncle demanded as Daniel came down the stairs. He was a round man with a balding head of red hair and lips that seemed to get tighter every day. He was a thoroughly unattractive and unpleasant man.
"An envelope." Daniel answered. It was his custom to be rude with Ned and Krista, as it was their custom to be rude with him. Thankfully Daniel would be off to college soon and the whole vicious cycle would be done with.
"Don't get smart with your uncle!" Aunt Krista butted in. She was a- well, looking at her, Daniel found some things he had never noticed before. He had thought her skinny before but now he noticed a nice round butt and nice perky breasts hiding beneath her frumpy housewife dress. He had thought her face sharp, but now he could see its elegance, its seductive quality matched by her pixie-cut blonde hair making her quite the nymph. He had to fight back his imagination, his penis was twitching as he fucked his aunt with her eyes.
"Are you even listening!?" Ned shouted, his face reddening.
"Sorry." Daniel said earnestly; he hadn't meant to be staring up his aunt.
