Feet drag on the hallway floorboards. Careful steps. Pussy throbs, slick with cum and blood. Door handle turns slow, no creak. Room dark, but cousin’s eyes gleam. Donatienne sits up. ‘What’s wrong?’ Whispered words hang heavy.
Slip into bed. Sheets cool against hot skin. Heart hammers. Spill it all. Serge’s cock splitting me open. Pain, then fire. Virgin blood on thighs. She listens, breath quick. ‘Show me.’ Candle flickers alive. Nightshirt hikes up. Legs part. Her face inches close. Fingers brush pubes, spread lips. ‘Red. Swollen.’ Warm breath on clit.
The Contact
Doubts swirl, but heat builds. Families hate. Plan to fuck and get caught. Need blood proof. She nods. Ideas flow in hushes. Inn better than rent. Coordinate families. No grandpas. Giggle stifled. Then her question. ‘How’d it feel?’ Hesitate. Then tell. Kisses. Breasts sucked. Tongue on pussy. Clit sucked to stars. Cock in, tearing.
She wants demo. On her. Shirt off. Naked in candle glow. Flat on back. Hands on tits. Pinch nipples hard. Pull. Mouth follows. Suck. Bite light. She squirms. Hand down. Bush soft. Finger slides slit. Wet fast. Circle clit. She gasps soft. Head dips. Bury face in thighs. Lips seal pussy. Tongue flicks button.
Hips buck quiet. Hands grip my hair. Pull me in. Tongue deep. Suck clit hard. She shudders. Long moan muffled in pillow. Body arches. Spasm shakes her. Releases slow. Kisses me. Taste her on lips. ‘Better than fingers.’ Fingers? She nods. Since twelve. Alone moments. Even when I slept.
The Indiscretion
Light filters under door. House sleeps. Parquet groans faint outside. Any step? Freeze. Nothing. Giggle whisper. Wash up quick. Chat more. Fingers, tongues, secrets. Sleep claims us.
Next days blur. Church meet. Serge worries. Tender now. Share cousin’s tips. New fuck planned. Pavilion again. Donatienne wants watch. Begs. Agree. Thrill sparks. Show off skills.
Eve comes. Key from Ludivine. Hide her first. Watch her suck Gaetan. Cum on face. Ass fuck shown. Lessons learned. Swallow. Keep hard. My turn tomorrow.
But tonight, hallway memory burns. Shared bed echoes. Risk pulses. Family walls thin. One moan too loud? Caught. Forbidden fruit sweetest.