Go for the gusto
From Torg Adventure
Well, Fortune rewards the bold, your mother always said. If Gwen's that in love with you, you want to see how far she's willing to go. She seems like the perfect girlfriend -- a virgin, okay with incest and you sleeping around, and she wants to get pregnant. You think you can deal with Sam when the time comes. Who knows, if Sam's really your total slut, maybe she'll welcome Gwen to your bed with open pussy?
"Instead of telling me, come here and show me how you feel," you say as you pull the spooged shirt off your thickening prick. It wavers before her eyes.
Gwen gasps, her hand covering her mouth nervously. "Oh, my God! Really? After all this time, I just had to ask? I'm thrilled you said 'yes'!"
You sigh. "So, why are you still talking?"
Gwen's uncertainty falls off of her visibly. She has a cute face, heart-shaped, with a cupid-bow mouth. She throws her shoulders back and straightens up, trying to make herself taller. She opens her eyes wide and smiles seductively at you as she lifts the hem of her dress. Just that much change makes Gwen much more attractive and sexy. As she pulls the red dress over her head, her body is revealed to you. Her legs are shapely, leading up to her modestly flared hips and red panties, complete with wet spot. Her belly is flat with a very narrow waist. You think you could almost encircle it with both hands. She has enough flesh that she's not bony, but she can't be over a hundred pounds. Her red lacy bra is purely for show, not necessary at all to control her tiny tits. Your pecs are bigger than her tits. Her dress is over her head as you take in her whole body. Her dark red hair goes wild for a second until she pushes it out of her eyes. Her tresses are very long and easily her best feature, only rivaled by her face. Gwen blushes from her head to her feet from your examination of her nudity, but she still manages to twirl around to let you see the whole package. You see her sweet heart-shaped ass, which you add to your list of her best features, as well as her innocence. In spite of her forwardness, she still looks like a naive young girl. An image of her thin body distorted by a fat knocked-up belly and large hormone-enhanced tits, along with a wanton lusty gaze, fills your head. Combined with her existing assets, your fantasy is very hot. Your cock gets harder at the idea of taking your cousin's scrumptious cherry and putting your kid inside her womb.
Your cousin walks over, swaying her hips sensually, and crawls into bed next to you. "We have an hour before we need to be at my house, Max." She leans down and kisses you, holding your head in her hands. She slips her tongue into your mouth, letting it dance with yours. You roll to get the upper hand, making her gasp and break the kiss. You look into her eyes as you press one of her mosquito bite bumps. She moans, closing her eyes.
"Oh, Max. I've waited so long for this that I've imagined it a hundred different ways. Being here for real is so much better than fantasy, and we haven't even ... mmmmppff!"
You cut her off with another more passionate kiss, getting weary of her talking too much. That could be a drawback of being with her. You slip your hand along her chest up under her bra, becoming the first person to touch her breast sexually. Gwen has the smoothest skin you've ever felt. As you slide across her hard and surprisingly large nipple, Gwen moans into your mouth and pushes her chest up into your hand. Beneath her bra, you move across her chest to her other boob, squeezing it, and getting the same response. Meanwhile, Gwen's fingers are in your hair, which feels great on your scalp. When you pinch her nipple gently, Gwen breaks the kiss to inhale quickly in excitement.
"Oh, my God, Max! You've got me so hot and wet!" she says breathlessly. Her hand sneaks down to your stiffness that is poking her thigh. She squeezes it.
"Don't rush me, Gwen. You want your first time to be amazing, don't you? And if you play with him too much, he tends to make a mess and become useless."
She removes her hand and touches your face. "Thank you, Max. Yes, I want this to be as special as I imagined it. I love you."
"Well, then, sit up, please. Let's get this obstruction off you," you say, grinning at her.
You sit up as she does, and put your hands around her back. You unhook her bra easily and remove it from her body. Her breasts are barely there, but her nipples are as large as the tip of your forefinger, red and puckered. You lunge for her, knocking her back on the bed, giggling, then gasping and moaning as you suck a nipple into your mouth and use your tongue to play with it. In just a minute of sucking, her moans go up in pitch several times. Then you switch nipples, and Gwen groans in a deeper register, grabbing your head and pressing it hard against her chest. You bite her bud firmly. Gwen screams and arches her back as her body thrashes and bucks through an orgasm.
"Oh, my God, Max! I'm coming! Yes! Yes! Fuck, yes!" she shouts. You're glad no one else is in the house.
Wow! She may not have any tits to speak of, but her nipples are really sensitive if you can make her come just sucking them. Your cousin may be the most sensitive girl you've ever fucked.
What happens next?
