Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

“Okay, Brandon,” Rachel says quietly. “Time to turn over,” she adds with a light smack on my ass cheek. The moment we’ve all been waiting for is here. I turn towards her and watch her eyes go directly to my hard on. Her eyes glance to my face and we make eye contact as I settle onto my back.

“Very nice,” she says, smiling at my rod sticking up like a damn flagpole. “Isn’t this better without the confines of the briefs?” she asks.

“We’ll see,” I answer cryptically, smiling back at her. She doesn’t respond but just starts massaging my chest. Again the massage continues as before moving to my arms and then my legs. I close my eyes trying to envision where this could go. The thought of my sexy cousin riding my rigid cock does nothing to diminish my arousal.

This time when her hands reach my inner thighs I’m tempted to move towards her. Much to my chagrin she finishes the massage without touching my cock.

“Now we’re even,” she smiles. “You may have to do something about that,” she adds, nodding to my highly aroused cock. “Want me to put some oil on it to help you out?” she teases.

“Yeah,” I answer. “Just massage some all over it.”

“In your dreams,” she says. Holding the bottle over my cock, she tries to drip some on it but it keeps missing. Sighing, she gently takes my cockhead between her thumb and forefinger, and holds it down so she can drip oil along the length of my shaft. Fuck! Just the touch of her hands on my cocks starts it throbbing.

“Wow!” she smiles. “You’re really in a bad way there, Brandon.”

“Mmm,” I respond to her delicate touch. “Sure you don’t want to just massage it for me?” I tease.

“I’ll leave that to you,” she says, releasing my cock and capping up the oil. “Have fun,” she laughs, heading for the door.

“Really, Rachel?” I plead. “I watched you cum,” I argue. “We’re not totally even.”

“Nice try,” she says, turning back towards me and staring at my oil soaked cock.

“We really can’t, Brandon,” she says more seriously. “Not that I don’t want to… or that… we’re cousins,” she adds exasperatedly.

“So,” I answer, knowing that’s not the answer she wants.

“That’s incest,” she explains as if I didn’t already thoroughly understand the concept. If she only knew.

“It’s not like we’re making babies,” I say, using the same argument we used with my mom.

She stands there at the door still staring at my rock solid cock, which has turned a shiny bright red from the oil. I know when to keep my mouth shut. Hesitantly, she steps away from the door and silently walks back over to my bed.

“I’m just doing this…” she says, pointing to my cock. I nod. “This isn’t the start of something…” I nod again. “We are not going to take this anywhere,” she adds as I continue nodding my head. “And you’re cleaning up the mess,” she laughs. I nod faster as my face breaks into a smile.

“Damn, Brandon,” she whispers, wrapping her hand around my engorged cock and gently sliding it up and down. Fuck! It’s just a hand job but it feels so fucking good.

“Thank you,” I whisper as she pumps her hand slightly faster and her other hand caresses my balls.

“You’re welcome,” she smiles. She’s really getting into it now. While one hand lightly dances over my balls, her other hand is expertly corkscrewing up and down my shaft. Goddamn! My sexy cousin is massaging my fucking cock!Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“This isn’t working,” she says pulling her hands back and standing up. It was working for me!

Rachel has been sitting on the edge of the bed with her body twisted towards me. Before I can protest her stopping, she slips off her shorts and climbs onto the bed.

“I don’t want to get oil on those shorts,” she explains as she straddles my leg just above my knee. Her panty-covered pussy is resting against the top of my thigh, as she reaches for my cock and continues where she left off.

“That’s better,” she says wiggling her butt around to get comfortable on my thigh. It sure is. Her pumping motion is shaking her tits inside her thin t-shirt and her nipples are visibly taut. I reach for them but she shakes her head.

“No, Brandon,” she sighs. “We’re not going there.”

“Sorry,” I mutter, dropping my hands onto the bed. “You’re hard to resist,” I say.

“I know,” she smiles, increasing the pace of her machinations and rocking her pussy against my thigh. I lean my head back on my pillow, close my eyes and just relish the feeling of my sexy cousin rubbing her pussy on my thigh as she jacks my cock.

It doesn’t take long before I feel the beginnings of my impending release. I open my eyes to see Rachel intensely concentrating on getting me off.

“Just about there, Cuz,” I grunt and she pumps me faster, propelling her hand up and down my cock while gently squeezing my sensitive nut sack. She must feel the beginnings because she points my cock away from her and speeds up her movements.

“Here comes your mess,” she smiles triumphantly as the first spurt of jism hits my chest. Rachel keeps pumping and my cock keeps spewing cum onto my stomach.

“Damn, Brandon!” she laughs. “Don’t you ever get laid?” I’m breathing too hard to answer her and couldn’t anyway.

Rachel expertly slows her hands as she finishes me off and lays my cock gently against my stomach. “I’ll get you a washcloth,” she says.

As she swings her leg over my thigh I glimpse the erotically wet crotch of her panties, made nearly transparent from the moisture. Holding her cum soaked hands away from her body she goes into the bathroom. Emerging a few minutes later with a warm washcloth, she lays it on my stomach and leans down for a quick kiss.

“Good night, Brandon,” she says, planting a feathery light kiss on my lips. “Sleep well,” she smiles.

“What about you, Rachel?” I ask as she starts to leave. “I could reciprocate.”

“You’ve already seen how self-sufficient I am,” she laughs. “Good night, Brandon.” Fuck! A hand job from my cousin and it’s just the first week of her visit. I clean myself up and flop back on my bed just as my phone buzzes. It’s Lauren.

“Hey,” I answer, trying to decide whether to tell her what happened.

“Kristina wants to do one!” Lauren says excitedly without any preamble.

“One what?” I ask, wondering what the hell she’s talking about.

“A video… you know… with the vibrator.”

“You told Kristina?” I ask incredulously. “I thought we weren’t going to say anything.”

“I didn’t tell her,” she pauses. “I showed her!” Laughing she tells me how great the video came out and she told Kristina about it at school. “She figures that using a vibrator isn’t cheating on her boyfriend.” Lauren continues eagerly. “Can we do it tomorrow Brandon? After school?”

“Sure,” I answer, trying to get my head around this. “It’s Rachel’s late night so we’ll have time.” The truth is I wouldn’t mind seeing Kristina’s pussy again.

“Awesome! See you tomorrow!” She hangs up before I have time to ask her all the questions bouncing around in my head.

I’m suddenly hungry so I pull on a pair of shorts and head for the kitchen. I’m not surprised to see Rachel’s door is closed. If I listened closely I imagine I would hear the buzzing of her vibrator but I just keep walking. I can always watch the video. And tomorrow I’ll have another one to add to my collection.

Lauren and Kristina are already in my living room when I get home from work on Thursday.

“Hey,” I say, plopping down between them on the couch. They look like they came straight from school. I wrap my arms around their shoulders and give them each a lingering kiss on the lips.

“Nothing wrong with giving my sister a kiss, is there?” I ask. “That’s not cheating, right?” It’s only been in the past month or so that we learned that Kristina was our half sister.

“Right,” says Kristina, laughing. “I’ve missed being with you guys, you know, she says. “It’s not that I didn’t enjoy it…”

“Hey, shhh,” I shush her. “Tell me about this boyfriend. You know that as your ex-boyfriend I have to approve of my replacement.” This elicits another laugh from both girls.