Kissing Cousins 21

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I couldn't tell if Becky was upset about last night or not. I had woken up with my arms wrapped around her and we had been naked. I couldn't remember what had happened last night but it must have been pretty crazy for us to be naked, our bodies tangled together like two spider webs. Becky was pretty and I guess that made me feel good because I looked just like her. People mistook us for twins all the time. The only difference was that Becky had the kind of personality that people liked. I was more of a wallflower, quiet and slow to warm up. Becky was the outgoing type that could talk to anyone and I had always envied her for it.

"Becky, wake up!" I began to shake her. As I put my hands on her body I began to remember the way we had all fucked. I shuddered. I had fucked both of my cousins the night before. Becky's brother had fucked us both and I was starting to shake as I recalled how we had both sucked his dick, Becky's mouth on his cock and mine all over his balls. Becky wasn't waking up. I felt sick. I got up and ran to the bathroom. I began to heave a bit. Was I really this disgusted with myself or was it all the booze we'd had the night before?

I threw up and I couldn't help but think that I deserved this. I was a bad person. I had fucked both of my cousins and I was going to hell. I looked up at myself in the bathroom mirror. I looked like shit, my dark blonde hair matted and tangled. I frowned. Why was I always doing stupid shit?

"You're awake!" It was a male voice and I recognized it as Becky's brother and my cousin.

"Drew! You're up early." This was uncharacteristic for him.

"After last night I just wanted more."

"Becky's still asleep," I informed him, even though he could clearly see that.

"We don't need her. I kind of want you to myself for a minute." He pulled me back onto the bed and I tried to avoid kissing him, worried that my breath was nasty. "Open your legs, Brianne. I want to feel you."

"This is so wrong. We're cousins." I looked over at Becky. She was peacefully sleeping. I reached my hand out to touch her naked body, grounding myself as Drew's hard cock pushed into me. I had already fucked him all night and my tongue had been all over his balls and ass. Now, in the light of the morning, I felt guilty. I felt like I was going to hell but the way his cock was hitting the bruises inside of me that he had left the night before, I began to feel the feelings that had made me weak in the first place. It felt so good to be fucked by someone that actually loved me, even if the love wasn't the romantic type. Drew had loved me since we were kids. We were cousins. I had heard that cousins didn't really count and right now, with my cousin's cock in me I hoped that it was true.

"That's what's hot about it," Drew assured me and I tried my best to let go. It was harder without the alcohol and drugs but I shocked myself by opening my legs further for Drew.

"Fuck me, cousin!" I said loudly right before I came all over his dick. I grabbed at Becky's sleeping body, holding onto her by the left breast and squeezing as I came. I could feel her stirring as my orgasm subsided. She turned over on her side so her face was inches from mine.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too, Becky."

"Still fucking Drew, I see."

"Yeah. I just came really good. Sorry if I woke you."

"Open your legs, Becky. I want to feel your pussy too." Drew pulled out of me and slid into his sister. I got up for a moment and rinsed my mouth out and used some mouthwash. I wanted to have fresh breath before I kissed her. By the time I made it back to the bed, Drew was really fucking her hard. I was watching the way he pounded her like this was something they had done a million times before. Last night had been a blur of drugs, alcohol, and sex. Drew and Becky had acted like it had been their first time doing anything incestuous but even last night I had been skeptical. It seemed like Becky and Drew were familiar lovers.

I hopped back on the bed, now ready to get involved with Becky. I kissed her softly until our tongues were mingling and we were moaning into one another's mouths. I grabbed her breasts and kneaded them with my fingers. I made sure she knew that I was enjoying myself and the truth was, I was having the time of my life. I had never thought that fucking my cousins could be quite so hot.

Drew was pumping his cock in and out of Becky and I could feel her body shaking. I leaned in and whispered to her, "take his cock, you little incestuous slut."

Becky let out a loud scream as she came, her body bucking up into the air like a wild bull. Drew knew not to stop fucking her. He gripped her hips and kept pounding. I held down her shoulders, holding her in place for her brother so he could fuck her harder.

"I think you two should suck my dick again like last night. That was the best moment of my life and I would love to recreate it," Drew suggested.

"Let's do it!" Becky said excitedly. I took my position at his balls and began to lap at them like a dog. I knew he liked this. Becky took his shaft in her mouth and I couldn't help but notice how expertly she handled his cock with her throat. She knew what she was doing and it was obvious to me that they had plenty of practice as sex partners.

"I'm going to cum! Fuck! Watching you both on my cock is so fucking good! Watching my cousin and my sister service my cock - FUCK!" he let out a scream of pleasure as he pulled his cock from Becky's mouth and began to ejaculate all over our faces. I wasn't quick enough at closing my eyes before a glob of cum was in one of them. I winced as it burned my eyeball. He finished and laughed. "You two are the hottest."

"I'm still horny," I said.

"Me too," Becky added.

"Well, maybe you two should make out and have sex? I'll watch until I get hard again?" He shrugged as if to say that it was merely a suggestion and that we could do what we wanted.

"I wouldn't mind fucking you," Becky admitted.

"Okay," I told her. With Drew's cum still on our faces, we kissed deeply. We forgot that our faces were coated with jizz. All that mattered was the feeling of skin on skin, the feeling of loving someone completely even though it's wrong, and as Becky crawled between my legs and began to lick my pussy I didn't care anymore if this was wrong. It felt so good that right and wrong were no longer relevant. All that was relevant was the way I was cumming, my screams loud and free. How could this be wrong when it felt so fucking good?