I don’t know how long I stand there or why I don't just slam the door shut, but Marc comes up behind me and reaches for the doorknob. “We’ll come back later,” and shuts the door. I am still just standing there with my mouth hanging open. I’ve never even watched porn, so that was something for me. I think I am in shock. But more likely I am never gonna let him live this down.
Chuckling, Marc shuts my mouth with his finger under my chin. “Well this Thanksgiving is going to be fun.”
“Yeah well, now I can’t put on a bra.” That gets him to stop laughing grabbing my hand he walks out to the living room telling Evan and the girls that we’d be right back as he starts making our way up the stairs. Walking straight to his room he lets go of my hand and heads into the closet looking for somethi
ng.
I hear him muttering under his breath. Walking up behind him I lightly run my hand up his back. “What ya lookin' for babe?”
Turning towards me he wraps me in his arms. “I have nothing to cover your amazing body. I don’t want anyone looking at what is mine. I feel like a fucking caveman around you.”
Giggling, I run my hands up his hard chest “Baby, I love that you want to go all caveman on me, but I promise it’s okay. I don’t want anyone else, now calm down. If you’d like I can wear this shirt.”
I gingerly reach over and grab one of his uniform shirts that has his last name on it.
“Oh, yeah Princess, that I like a lot.” He grabs the end of the shirt I am wearing and lifts it over my head throwing it to the side then he is ripping off my shorts. I quickly undo his belt and shove his pants down his thighs before he picks me up into his arms and slides right into me.
I moan at how good he feels stretching my pussy. At the same time, he groans and starts to fuck me hard and fast with quick, powerful thrusts. My arms are wrapped around him, and I am kissing him as though my life depends on it. Oh God, he feels so big inside of me. He is fucking me like there is no tomorrow and I fucking love it. He is reminding me who I belong to. I don't need the reminder, but I know what he needs.
“Baby, come in my pussy, I want you to fill me up with your cum.” I am out of breath and panting. He is grunting and grinding into me. “I need it so bad, only you can do this for me. I want you to fuck me till I have your baby inside me.”
I can feel my pussy start to tighten at my dirty talk, and he is starting to get louder. Reaching my hand down I rub my clit with my index finger.
“That's right you play with the pretty pussy while I'm deep inside you. Come all over my cock Princess.”
I rub fast circles over my clit and come screaming his name. I feel the exact moment his cock explodes inside of me and after a few seconds of coming down from the high of our orgasms he pulls out of me and sets my feet on the floor.
I can feel the mixture of cum running down my thighs, and I love how naughty it makes me feel. Kissing me he does up his pants and his belt before reaching down and pulling my shorts back up my body. Kissing my belly, he stands up and pulls his shirt over my head. Giving me a little peck on the lips he pulls back
“I love seeing my name on you Princess, but we are being very rude.”
I am too speechless to say anything. Holy fuck! I forgot we had people downstairs and that I just saw my cousins fucking someone. At least I didn’t see anything on him I shouldn’t have. I am never letting him live this one down. Marc grabs my hand and leads me back downstairs.
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Well, this Thanksgiving Dinner is awkward as fuck. Kristy and Sam won’t even look at each other and are pretending that nothing happened. While everyone else is talking and having a great time, I am trying to keep my mouth shut about what I saw.
We have just finished dinner and everyone's just sitting at the table waiting for a couple of Marc's friends to stop by for dessert.
I'm having a hard time concentrating on anything but what happened downstairs. My eyes keep darting between Kristy and Sam and by now the others are starting to wonder why they are being so awkward around each other. From what I've heard they are always fighting, or Kristy is always trying to piss Sam off, and he’s instigating it.
I finally can’t hold it in any longer “Did you get to finish, Sam?” I blurt out. All eyes snap to me. I immediately look down at my napkin. That is what I went with? What the fuck is wrong me?
He starts to cough as the beer he had just taken a drink of had gone down the wrong pipe, and he is just looking at me like a deer in the headlights.
Candy looks up from her phone and practically shouts “What!! You guys fucked in the bathroom? I thought you hated him.” Kristy turns bright pink and she starts to stutter a response when Marc comes to her rescue.
“She is just kidding. She has no desire to know that.”
Ha, oh hell no, I really want to know. I think to myself.
“He's cute, but I'm not kidding,” I say like a petulant child.
“Look, I know it’s none of my business but what was that? You come into someone else’s home and fuck like rabbits and expect me not to be curious. I know you are my cousin, but Jesus Christ how the hell did you break my-” I suddenly break off because boyfriend seems to tame for what Marc and I have. “Man’s fucking bathroom sink. I mean my eyes and ears are totally scarred for life because of you-side note, Kristy you looked awesome, your boobs are really nice.” I finish with everyone staring at me. I only knew about the sink because I went in to get my bra once I came back downstairs. They were no longer in the bathroom, but the sink was mightily cracked in two places.
“I… uh don’t really know why that happened and it wasn’t anything to write home about,” Kristy answers hastily.
Sam looks pleased as punch until she says that. He pulls his beer back to his lips. Suzy makes a face like oh no she didn’t.