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By (user no longer on site) OP
3 weeks ago
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The taste of the first night still lingered a week later.
My wife would wake in the early hours, restless, hand already between her legs, whispering about the way her friend had leaked milk onto both our tongues while my thick cock stretched her open. Ordinary sex no longer scratched the itch. She wanted the same intensity again — another woman in our bed, another set of soft tits to share, another wet fanny for me to open while she watched and tasted.
This time the name she spoke in the dark was my cousin’s.
We didn’t plan a formal invitation. My cousin simply stayed later than usual one evening after a family visit. The children were already at the grandparents. The house was quiet. My wife poured wine, sat closer than necessary, and let her hand rest on my cousin’s knee while she talked about nothing important. The air thickened the same way it had before. When my wife finally leaned in and kissed her — slow, deliberate, testing — my cousin kissed back without hesitation. I watched from the doorway, cock already hardening, until my wife looked over and simply said, “Come to bed with us.”
We locked the doors….
In the bedroom the clothes came off faster than the first time. My cousin’s body was fuller, heavier breasts, softer curves, the dark triangle between her thighs already glistening. My wife went straight for her tits, sucking one nipple deep while I took the other, tongues working, hands roaming. No milk this time, but the sounds my cousin made were just as filthy. We pushed her onto the bed. My wife’s mouth travelled lower, parted those wet folds, and licked a long, slow stripe up her fanny. I joined her. Tongues met over her clit, fingers slid inside her in turns. She came the first time with her thighs shaking around our heads, one hand in my hair, one in my wife’s.
I fucked my wife next — deep, heavy strokes that made her gasp every time the thick girth stretched her open. My cousin stayed close, kissing her mouth, then sliding down to lick my shaft as it disappeared into my wife’s twat. The wet sound of her tongue on my cock nearly finished me. I pulled out, flipped my wife onto her hands and knees, and drove back in from behind. My cousin knelt in front and fed my wife her breasts. My wife sucked hard while I pounded her until she came with a muffled cry, minge clamping down around me.
Only then did I turn to my cousin. She was on her back, legs spread, fanny soaked. I pushed the head of my cock against her and watched her eyes widen as the girth opened her. She took me slowly, inch by thick inch, until I was buried to the hilt. My wife licked her clit while I fucked her in long, deep strokes. I changed positions — edge of the bed, legs over my shoulders, hard downward thrusts — then rolled us so she could ride. Her full breasts bounced as she sank down on me again and again. My wife sucked one nipple and rubbed her clit until my cousin came hard, twat pulsing around my cock.
I was still buried in her when the bedroom door opened.
My wife’s eighteen-year-old niece stood in the doorway. She had come back for a charger she had left earlier. The outer door had not been locked. She froze for a second, eyes wide, taking in the scene: me deep inside my cousin, my wife’s face still between my cousin’s thighs, the thick smell of sex heavy in the air.
No one moved to cover up.
My cousin looked over her shoulder, still full of my cock, and said quietly, “Door’s open if you want to leave. Or you can stay.”
The niece stepped inside and closed it. Her cheeks were flushed, breathing already uneven. She was eighteen and the look on her face was pure heat. My wife held out a hand.
“Come here,” she said softly. “Only if you want. We’re not stopping either way.”
The niece came to the bed. My wife pulled her down gently. My cousin reached up, cupped the girl’s face, and kissed her — slow at first, then deeper when the niece kissed back. My wife joined the kiss while I kept fucking my cousin in steady strokes. Clothes came off quickly after that. The niece’s body was firmer, younger — high tits, smooth skin, her fanny already wet when my wife’s fingers first slipped between her thighs. My cousin guided the girl’s mouth to one of her breasts. The niece latched on, eyes fluttering. My wife slid lower and licked the niece’s clit in slow, firm strokes while I continued driving into my cousin from behind.
We found a rhythm without words.
I pulled out of my cousin, lay back, and had the niece straddle my face so I could eat her minge while my cousin sank onto my thick cock again. My wife knelt behind the niece, kissing her neck, playing with her nipples, rubbing her clit while I licked. The niece came first — thighs trembling around my head, a soft cry as she flooded my tongue. My cousin followed, twat clamping hard around me.
I put the niece on her back next and pushed into her carefully, letting her feel every inch of the girth. Her eyes went wide as I stretched her open. My wife and my cousin both leaned in — one kissing her mouth, the other sucking her tits — while I fucked her in long, deep strokes. She was tight and wet and responsive, hips lifting to meet me. When she came her fanny fluttered around my cock so hard I had to hold still for a moment.
I lasted.
I fucked my cousin again while the niece and my wife ate each other beside us. Then both younger women took turns riding me — the niece first, grinding down so I could feel every ridge of her tight twat, then my cousin taking me deeper while the niece licked and sucked wherever she could reach. My wife used her mouth and fingers on both of them freely. The room smelled of sex and skin and sweat.
Finally I put my cousin on her side, lifted one leg, and fucked her slow and deep while my wife spooned behind her and the niece lay in front, kissing her and playing with her tits. My wife’s fingers occasionally brushed my shaft as it slid in and out. When my cousin came hard I followed, burying myself to the root and flooding her with thick pulses. The niece watched, then leaned down and licked the mess that leaked out around my cock.
We didn’t stop. Soft touches, slow kisses, tongues cleaning the mess between thighs. The niece stayed. She took my cock in her mouth while my wife and cousin kissed above her. She let both women spread her open and lick her until she shook again. She watched me fuck my wife and quietly asked for more.
Outside these walls we stayed the respectable family.
Inside them the night kept going until the sky lightened — four bodies tangled, sticky, and still hungry.
To be continued whenever you want the next one….
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