Gwen isn't quite ready to stop yet
From Torg Adventure
As if on cue, the dryer finally stops spinning. Gwen gives a disappointed little noise, and then turns around weakly to face you, leaning back against the edge of the dryer. She's taken being assfucked much better than her lack of experience and slim size would have led you to expect. Combined with her lack of a gag reflex, you were wondering if Gwen was some kind of sexual savant. Despite her innocence, her body seemed well equipped for handling what your body could throw at it.
Your cousin sighs happily as she relaxes there. "That was the most bestest orgasm yet," she says dreamily. She looks at you, naive curiosity in her eyes. "How did you get so good at that kind of stuff, Max?"
You shrug, chuckling a little. "Practicing with Sam, Lisa, and Amy, I guess."
Gwen looks confused for a moment, then her eyes widen. "Oh! I forgot all about my investigation." Then her mouth opens a little in shock. "It was you, then? You're the boy who has been taking Amy away from me?"
You put your hands gently on Gwen's waist. "It wasn't my intent to take Amy, or anyone, away from you Gwen. It was just something that happened between the two of us." Actually, three of us, to be technical, but you didn't want to get into that with Gwen at the moment. "It was just a way of us getting closer, and making each other feel good."
Gwen looks a little relieved. Then she cocks her head at you. "So you put it in Amy's bottom? Sam and Lisa, too?"
"No," you tell Gwen. Then you amend it. "Not yet, at least. I had regular sex with them."
Gwen looks wide-eyed again. "They let you into their kitties? Didn't Aunt Sandy tell them they weren't supposed to let boys do that to them?"
You laugh a little at Gwen's questions. "If Mom talked to Lisa about that, I don't think she listened. Amy had that figured out on her own, I think. Sam, too. I guess I just found a way to be more convincing than any argument Mom could have given them, though."
Gwen seems to be having a little trouble still comprehending all of this, despite her own recent sexual exploration. "You're their brother though. That seems... naughty."
"Well, I'm your cousin," you respond. "And you've always been like a little sister to me."
Gwen actually blushes a little. "But it's not the same as being a real sister. And you didn't put it in my kitty yet." Then she blushes again. "I mean, you didn't put it in my kitty, which is what my mommy specifically said I couldn't let a boy do, until I was married and stuff."
You liked how Gwen had said "yet" before correcting herself. A Freudian slip, or wishful thinking perhaps? Or just an honest slip of the tongue? Either way, you wonder how hard it would be to get your cousin to take that final step with you. You'd already maneuvered her into doing several things that would have been completely unimaginable just an hour or so ago.
You get back to Gwen's statements, rather than dwell on whether she will let you fuck her pussy, even though the two may end up ultimately being related. "Even though their my sisters, and technically making love with them is wrong, sometimes you still have to do stuff, no matter what people or society tell you about you not doing it." You slide yours hands affectionately up and down her waist. "And a lot of times, the fact that you're not supposed to do it makes it all the more fun."
Gwen smiles. "Like taking a cookie after Mom tells you not to spoil you dinner? Or staying up past your bedtime?"
You match her smile. "Exactly. Sometimes the forbidden fruit are the sweetest."
Gwen looks into your eyes. "Is that what I am, Max? The forbidden fruit?" She looks down a little. "Because I'm your cousin, and because my Mom told me I shouldn't do naughty things?"
"Well, you're definitely the sweetest, Gwen," you reassure her. "And yes, you're something that I'm not supposed to have. But I would want you whether that was the case or not. You're so cute, and nice, and lovable. I can't imagine that any guy wouldn't want to be a part of your life."
Gwen becomes a little less somber, and even giggles a little. "I can see why your sisters let you have sex with them. You have what Mom would call a silver tongue." She looks down at your cock. "I'm good at using my tongue too, I guess. At least that's what you said earlier." She sinks to her knees in front of you, the towel still there from earlier to protect her knees.
"Gwen," you protest weakly. "You don't have to. It was just in your butt."
Your cousin looks up at you, her hand wrapping around your semi-erect cock. "I keep myself clean back there, and it looks okay enough." She licks the head of your cock, cleaning off a drop of cum there. "And sometimes being told not to do something makes it all the more fun. The whole forbidden fruit thing, I guess." She pauses, her mouth an inch or so away from your cock. "I used to think that forbidden fruit referred to a girl's cherry. And I guess in my case it does. But there are all kinds of forbidden fruit, I guess. A lot of ones my Mom never told me I shouldn't do, so technically it's okay if I do them. Like giving suckjobs to my cousin right after he put his cock in my bottom." Then she takes your cock into her mouth again.
You moan at the feel of your cousin's warm mouth and small tongue on your shaft. "Gwen, I don't know if I can even get hard again, let alone cum after all of that."
Gwen stops blowing you long enough to respond. "I'll bet I can do it," she says confidently. "You're already halfway there. And I just want to get you hard enough to get you inside me."
Your pulse rate quickens. "You mean...?"
Gwen flushes, her hand stroking your cock. "Back in my bottom, I mean. I shouldn't- I mean I can't let you have my most forbidden fruit, Max. My cherry. It's for my husband. My mom was firm on that." Then she giggles. "You're starting to get firm, too." She takes you into her mouth again, to speed along the progress.
Her tongue works with growing confidence on your cock, which also grows. Her hand works your shaft and balls, while her other hand rubs her pussy. Your suspicions of your cousin's natural sexual talents are reinforced with each passing second.
Gwen's mouth slides off the end of your cock again, so she can catch her breath between her devotion to sucking your cock, and her mounting excitement from frigging her clit. "You do want to pick my cherry, don't you Max? Because you aren't supposed to have it, and I'm not supposed to give it to you? Not being able to put in my kitty just makes you want to do it all the more, doesn't it?"
She takes a deep breath before continuing, her two hands still working on both of your sexes. "I can offer you anything but that, even if I'm kind of starting to want it too, a little." She bites her lip. "But I can't, Max. My mom said I can only give it to my husband, because that's what nice girls do. And I'm a nice girl, right?"
Gwen seems torn, just as you have been over all the things you've done to her so far. She's young and sweet, and initiating her into all these sexual things is wrong for a lot of reasons. But you've wanted it badly, and she's enjoyed it greatly. You're thinking the only thing keeping her from letting you take her virginity is the past pressure from her mother, which is something she doesn't seem to be willing to ignore completely, even if she's done so many sexual things with you so far. She's flat out said that she's willing to do anything other than that with you, which certainly would be a world of pleasure for you. Still, you're wondering if there is some way to take your cousin's virginity, despite her mother's indoctrination. True, you could just take what Gwen said she couldn't give you, likely without much effort, but did either of you want that?
Actually, you had to guiltily admit to yourself that if that was the only way to deflower Gwen, it wasn't something you were totally opposed to. And for that matter, was Gwen actually against it as well? She kept saying that her mother told her that she could only give her virginity to her husband. Was she hinting that just because she couldn't give it, that that didn't mean that you couldn't just take it? Or were you reading too much into what she said? Or was there another hint in her words that you could use? Maybe you just needed to wear her down a little more through coaxing and foreplay, until she gave in to what you both wanted? Then again, there was something to be said for just taking what she was already offering freely, and defer worrying about how to get into her pussy for some future date.
Gwen lets go of your cock, although she keeps her hand between her legs, and then she stands up slowly. "It looks like you're ready Max, and I know I am." She looks at you with youthful eagerness, and more mature lust. She reaches behind herself and pushes the button to start the dryer up again. It might not be good for the clothes, but neither of you seem to care about that right now. "I want another orgasm, and I kind of liked having you in my rear. Can we do that again, please?"
More anal? Try to change Gwen's mind on sex? Just take what you both want? Or something else?
