Forbidden fruit isn't meant to be indulged in too often.
That was the one line of wisdom that I'd been telling myself ever since my whole living-naked-with-my-cousin thing began one week ago.
And yet here I was, my limbs tied to my bedposts, buck naked, with vibrators strapped to my rock-hard dick as a handiwork of my cousin Rosie.
To make matters worse, Rosie's sister (and therefore also my cousin) Natasha had abruptly shown up and was right now standing in the doorway of my room. Staring at the kinky situation that I was in currently.
I guess a bit of context would be good to give right now.
Natasha was a few years younger than Rosie, but she stayed at a boarding school quite far away from Sydney. From what little I understood, Natasha had been too rebellious growing up, and her parents decided being sent away from home to a boarding school would be good for her. Perhaps it was because she was adopted and had underlying abandonment issues. Or maybe it was because she tried to find fulfilment by cycling through romantic partners multiple times within months. Whatever the case, I'd yet to meet the troublemaker kid in person.
I had not wanted our first encounter to be like this.
"So... I can explain."
My words came out quite pathetic, mostly due to the fact that I was still buck naked and tied spread-eagle style on my bed. Natasha was still standing in the doorway with her handbag dropped on the floor beside her, mouth open wide in shock.
"Did you say Rosie?" was the first question she asked.
I blinked.
"What? No, this is uh..."
My mind raced to come up with a believable lie.
"We got... robbed?" I managed to say.
But Natasha clearly did not buy my bullshit.
"You said Rosie, you CLEARLY just said my sister's name," Natasha said, now raising her voice slightly.
"Look, can you just untie me first so we can talk this properly?" I said, determined to at least hold a proper conversation with her.
I watched as Natasha took one step into the room towards me... and pause.
"No," she said.
I narrowed my eyes. What?
"What?" I asked, not sure if I'd understood what she'd just said.
"I'm not gonna untie you," Natasha said, now folding her arms in front of her. There was a look in her eyes and a growing smile that I wasn't sure I liked.
"And why not?" I asked.
"Because I want some answers." Natasha stepped forward and took a seat right beside me on the bed. I felt my still-erect cock twitch in response to the presence of a beautiful girl within reach. I thought I saw Natasha's eyes glance at my cock before she quickly fixed her gaze back on me.
"And I think you'll be more eager to answer my questions when you're like this," Natasha said, turning her body to face me on the bed.
I couldn't believe this.
"Natasha, please just untie me and-"
But then Natasha suddenly smacked her left hand on my bare chest, dragging it slowly down towards my groin and stopping right above my belly.
"Don't make this harder for yourself, cuz," she said.
There was something about Natasha's touch, plus the fact that the way she called me "cuz" reminded me of Rosie, that made me shut up.
But to make matters worse, Natasha calling me "cuz" triggered something sinful and primal deep within my psyche, and just as the remote vibrators kicked into a new vibrating rhythm, I groaned loudly as my cock began expelling ropes of cum onto my belly.
Natasha watched me cum all over myself with an expression of glee, taking in the sight of her cousin turning into a whimpering mess.
"Fuck" I gasped as the vibrators continued to stimulate my sensitive cock. I strained against my bonds but there was no way for me to relieve myself of the vibrating beads.
At least, not until Natasha reached over and pulled them off of my cock.
I gasped and caught my breath, panting heavily.
"Thanks," I said to her.
"So, you fucking with Rosie?" Natasha asked.
I didn't know what to say. The evidence was clearly against me, but I didn't want to give in just yet.
"C'mon Natasha," I tried one more time to convince my little cousin. "Rosie is coming back any time now, we're gonna be in big trouble."
"Oh, I'm always in trouble, don't worry about that," Natasha replied, brushing my words aside.
She wasn't wrong. Natasha had always been the rebellious one (so I heard).
"And now, you will be too," Natasha said, raising her iPhone and snapping a photo of me. It happened so quickly I hadn't been able to turn my face away.
"Hey!" I exclaimed, but it was too late.
"Tell me everything, or I'm sending this to all my classmates," Natasha said, smirking as she showed me the photo of me naked and tied to the bed.
" Natasha, please..." I pleaded one last time. But her eyes were adamant.
I sighed.
"Fine," I said. I think it took me about 30 seconds to explain it all.
"...and now Rosie is out passing some homework thing to her friend," I concluded my exposition.
"I never thought she was one to fuck a cousin," Natasha said, speaking more to herself than to me. "Guess I was wrong."
She looked down at my cock that had gotten itself re-erect. "Can't really blame her though."
Before I could open my mouth to respond, suddenly we heard the front door close shut.
"She's back," I said, now REALLY getting afraid.
But Natasha jumped to action. She quickly grabbed her handbag (that was still lying on the ground) and leapt across the room towards my cupboard.
"Tell Rosie about me and I'm sending that picture out," Natasha managed one last warning before she buried herself within my clothes and closed the wardrobe doors behind her.
A few seconds later, Rosie appeared through my bedroom door.
"Whaddup, cuz" she greeted cheerfully, joyfully plopping herself beside me on the bed.
I was still deciding on what kind of face to put on, and thankfully Rosie got distracted by the mess I'd made on my belly.
"Oh fuck, really?" Rosie shook her head in disappointment, now using her fingers to spread my cum all over my belly.
"You're lucky the vibrators feel off," Rosie said.
"What took you so long?" I asked, deciding that was what sounded natural.
"I made a detour... to grab this."
Rosie whipped out a pack of condoms.
My eyes widened.
"Are we gonna..?" My words trailed off, but Rosie broke into a giggling smile.
"Better now than never, before mom gets back!" She said.
Bending over, Rosie put my cock into her mouth and went down on me, making me moan.
I'd almost forgotten about Natasha in the closet. Was she watching us? Taking photos and even videos?
Rosie stopped sucking and sat upright, taking her hair tie off her wrist and tying it around the base of my cock.
Would Natasha use it as blackmail against us? What would she make us do?
Rosie opened a condom out of its wrapper and popped it into her mouth before bending over my cock again.
Was Natasha rubbing herself while watching us?
But that train of thought disappeared as I felt the condom unroll itself on my shaft. It was tight.
"A bit tight isn't it?" I asked Rosie.
"Safer that way," Rosie replied, looking satisfied at her handiwork.
As she got herself into position on top of me, it suddenly hit me that we were going to have intercourse. We were gonna fuck.
"Rosie, I'm not your first, am I?" I asked.
Rosie almost laughed out loud.
"You wish, idiot," she said, taking off her shorts and throwing them across the room. "That was almost 3 years ago."
She positioned her pussy right above my erect cock, pulling her panties to the side but not removing them.
"So you better make me feel good, okay?" She said.
She slowly lowered herself down on my shaft. I moaned as I felt her vagina walls hug my cock.
"Oh fuck," I said.
"That's the stuff," Rosie said.
Rosie was by no means light; the thiccness of her boobs, butt, and thighs meant that she carried around a certain weight. And as she straddled my groin in between her knees, slowly moving her hips up and down along my shaft, I could feel my bed creaking along in time with her.
Definitely not fat though, I thought to myself.
