I didn 't mean to , but I ended up banging my lesbian cousin .

I didn 't mean to , but I ended up fucking my lesbian cousin . I recommend reading the other parts of the story in the group for a better experience. Starting here will give you a good idea, but prepare for surprises! I hope you enjoy the sequel. I did not sleep at his house the last time we met, for my uncle might return from the game and wonder, since he had never spent the night there. In fact, my visits to them were rare. Things were getting complicated, and I didn't want to fuck my lesbian cousin, but I'd already slept with her twice, and I'll tell you, that last one made me addicted to her kisses, to her smell, to wanting to feel the taste of her neck again in my mouth, to wanting to lick those tiny, hard, naked breasts with their beaks. The intensity with which she touched me and looked at me was undeniable on our afternoon at her house. I felt deeply desired in a way I had never felt before. I had the conviction that she would fulfill any request of mine. Our hookup at her house was passionate, unlike the first one, which was about horny and drunk, and I felt like she was in my hands, but I preferred to let her run the show. As soon as I got home, I saw a message from her asking if I had arrived safely. I answered yes and asked how she was doing. She told me that she had been thinking about me all the time and that she couldn't wait to see me again. My heart shot up and I had already started thinking about what our next meeting would be like. She sent me a picture on whats. She was smiling, lying in her bed, I admit that the picture she sent me left me stunned. It was her, my cousin, but with such a different look that she looked like someone else. I was falling in love with her, and that was something I couldn't allow. She was a lesbian, and she was in a relationship with another woman, and she was always very clear about her sexual orientation, saying that she wasn't attracted to men, so why was she so fascinated by my role? Our conversations on WhatsApp became deeper and deeper. We spent hours exchanging messages about our dreams, fears and life experiences. She confided her innermost secrets to me, and I did the same. I had never felt so close to anyone. She sent me pictures and we made video calls frequently. The conversations were very light, we rarely touched on the subject of sex. She had a very active life, on weekends she was usually with her girlfriend. We spent a period without seeing each other. I thought that our offer was over, that maybe she just wanted my friendship. As usual, I was playing a game on my PC when I decided to talk to her by text. In the middle of the game, she asked me if I was dating someone. I said no. She seemed to be jealous and commented that I never invited her to my house again. I replied that I did not want to interfere in her life. That she was dating and was always busy. This time demonstrating my jealousy. She mentioned that her girlfriend had a more masculine appearance, yet during intimacy, she showed a preference for a female role. She expressed her dissatisfaction with the situation and how much she missed our relationship, how much she missed giving me her little kiss. - Come here, then! To my surprise, she readily agreed, and I realize now that we were both quite enthusiastic. She came directly to my residence on Friday night. I confess that I did not expect that she would accept my invitation. I was at home smoking one and did not foresee this visit. I thought that she was going out with her girlfriend, it was the second time that she changed her girlfriend to visit me. Knowing that she would be here, the expectation for a night of sex was great. She came home in a dress, a choice that made her even more beautiful. I hadn't seen her like this for a long time. That dress, so different from her usual looks, highlighted every detail of her slender body. The white legs, she was in sandals, with her little red fingers out. I was crazy about every part of her body. I took our beers out of the fridge, and we went to the bedroom. The night was pleasant, and with the PC on, the soft light from the screen was enough to light up the room in a cozy way. With each sip I noticed her more and more, I was eating her with my eyes. I couldn't believe the luck that I had to be there with her. The drink and the darkness of the environment accentuated the sexual tension that surrounded us. I was so enchanted that I couldn't look away. She realized and played with me, asking me to stop. It was a fun moment. I liked her smile. Deep down I didn't want to fuck my lesbian cousin, I wanted her to live her life with her girlfriend, but my desire was greater, my passion was blossoming. We went to the balcony with our drinks and she said to me Cousin, things between us are getting more and more intense, and sometimes I find myself thinking about all of this and I'm afraid that we're losing each other, and I need some time to think about how we feel and what we want from each other, and I like the way that he's taking care of me and touching me, and that's all I've been thinking about lately. Hearing her words, a whirlwind of emotions swept over me. Without thinking twice, I pulled her to me, gluing our bodies together. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, her tongue exploring my mouth while my hands got lost in her silky hair. I felt her taste and stamped between kisses caressing her face. During our kiss she told me how much she missed me, it only made my roll hard as a rock. Soon I had my hand inside her panties, I would slide my fingers down her vagina and stick my middle finger in and out, following the rhythm of our kiss. We walked into the room and it wasn't long before she was naked and so was I, and she sat on the bed, and she knelt in front of me, and she grabbed my member with both hands, and she started licking me, and my roll was throbbing, and my head was like honey, and she grabbed my balls and she swallowed it as far as she could, and she stayed like that for a long time, and she sucked me, and she said how much she missed my roll, and all I could do was stroke her hair and smile, and she praised my dick and my way of being with her. In the same position I stood, sitting on my bed with the roller very hard, she sat on my lap and rode, she rode holding on my shoulders embracing me tightly. As if she wanted to join our bodies there forever. I felt my roller penetrating her body, her breasts beating on my chest, she groaned in my ear. I ended up enjoying inside her, and she relaxed her body on mine. Time was diluted, and the only thing that mattered was that moment, and our lips fit together perfectly, and I lost myself in her eyes, and I didn't want it to end, but I knew it couldn't last forever. I've tried to keep it short so as not to bore anyone, but our story is far from over, and there's a lot more to come, and I promise it'll only get better with each chapter. I love reading everything around here and maybe someday I'll show it to her.