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What the hell happened? I still couldn’t come to terms with it in my mind. I knew my cousin like to tease me, but things grew out of control. Somehow, I ended up using my cousin’s mouth for my sick desires.

She didn’t seem that upset about it.

It was like a dark voice whispering inside me. I thought I had gotten rid of that voice, but all it took was a single day and it had returned. Who knew how Margot felt about it? She was always playful and teasing. She probably didn’t even understand the ramifications of her actions. She was a virgin like me, but she probably didn’t look at porn like I did in my youth. She’d have no clue what cum was. She probably was just confused by what she swallowed. Yes, that had to be it.

Then, there was my fiancée. She was right there, and yet when I was supposed to have the most control, I had exhibited the least. I wasn’t sure which was worse, that I had inadvertently cheated on my future wife, or that I had enjoyed my cousin’s mouth!

Knock. Knock.

A light knocking sound came at my door. “Evan?”

I straightened up in my seat, looking over at the closed door. I had retreated to my room and locked myself inside. I had been lying there in the dark, trying to make sense of what happened, and also trying to decide what to do next. I recognized the voice to be Donna’s. She was Margot’s mother. Maybe she could help me gain some insight into her daughter.

With that thought, I got out of bed and unlocked the door. My pants had cum stains on them, so I had taken them off. Thus, I was in nothing but my boxers. I didn’t want my grandma to see me in that, so I immediately dived back into my bed and hid under the covers. A moment later, Donna opened the door and peeked in.

“You barely ate anything at dinner.” She looked at me worriedly.

“I felt sick.” I lied, feeling a bit of guilt.

“I made you chicken noodle soup so you can feel better!” She declared, immediately pushing her way in.

When I saw her body come in, I couldn’t help but cry out. “G-grandma!”

Donna was wearing a night teddy. It came down barely past her hips, and the neck sloped low revealing a lot of chest. Although I called her grandma, she still was in her early thirties. She was an attractive redhead with wild curly hair and an untamed look to her. Seeing her in such an undressed state caused years of suppressed feelings to come bubbling to the surface.

“Is there something wrong?” Grandma innocently looked down at her body, even turning around so I could get a good look at her from every angle.

I lowered my eyes, unable to keep ogling her. “No, grandma is beautiful as always.”

I stiffened slightly, realizing I let my mouth slip.

Donna puffed out her cheeks. “I wish you would stop calling me that. It makes me feel old.”

“But you’re married to Grandpa. That makes you my grandma.”

“I’m also your mom’s daughter, so you could call me your sister.” She shot back.

“That…” There was no way I could call her sister.

If she was my sister, then Margot was my niece, and if Margot was my niece, then what I did to her as her uncle was reprehensible! Well, the other way around made her the aunt, which would make me the victim. I was no victim in this matter. I got hard and violated Margot’s mouth. The more I thought about it, the more of a headache I got.

Donna walked over to me and put a tray down on my bedside before she bent over me. When I finally noticed her approach, her face was already right next to mine, and I could see down her teddy. She wasn’t even wearing a bra! Before I could fathom what she was doing, she pushed her forehead against mine. Her lips were so close. I wanted to take them. My body was reacting in all the wrong ways. Just as my lips started to purse, she pulled away. I quickly wiped my mouth to hide my expression.

“You don’t have a fever.” She spoke thoughtfully. “Maybe it’s just stomach-related?”

“S-something like that,” I responded, desperately trying to keep the blush from reaching my cheeks.

“Here…” She didn’t seem to notice my embarrassment, fetching an overbed table and sliding it toward me before putting her tray on it.

I looked at the soup she made with caution. Although her mother, I mean my mother, was a very good cook, she never seemed to pass that on to Donna. Donna tried to cook many times, but every meal ended up a disaster. This was just chicken noodle soup though. How badly could she mess it up? Donna was looking at me with bright and pure eyes. I couldn’t say no.

I reached out and took the spoon and then scooped up a spoonful of soup. I brought it to my mouth and then swallowed it. Donna leaned in, and I felt my heat rising. The only reason I didn’t grow more aroused and uncomfortable was because the taste hit my mouth.


How could I say such a thing to her as she looked at me so innocently though? I forced myself to chew it down small enough so I could swallow it. Why was it so chewy? Also, it was so oily. Crunch! Why were there bones in it?

“Well?” She asked nervously, sitting on the bed and looking expectantly at me with a shy expression on her face that made it clear why grandfather pursued her.

“I-it’s good!” I forced a smile on my face, wondering if I’d have to eat the rest.

“Yay!” She laughed and then kissed me on the cheek.

I felt something stiffen below. How could my body react so exaggeratedly? She was my grandmother! At that moment, there was another knock on the door. Donna turned as if to call out. For some reason, I got a bad feeling. I grabbed Donna and covered her mouth. I ended up with my arms wrapped around her from behind and my hand over her mouth.

“Who is it?” I called out, Donna looking at me with wide eyes.

“It’s me!” I heard Felicia’s voice.

It was exactly who I had feared it would be. I was in nothing but my underwear holding onto Donna who was in a revealing teddy. Her back was pressed against my chest and I could feel her warm body in mine. She was breathing gently, and I felt her hot breath against my hand. She smelled so good. What was wrong with me? If Felicia saw us like this, how could she ever trust me again?

I grabbed Donna and lifted my comforter, pushing her under. “Don’t move!”

Donna first looked confused, but then slightly embarrassed. “Evan…”

“Shhh!” I hissed, dropping my comforter. “C-come in.”

Donna cuddled up against my body, her head ending up on my stomach and her legs wrapped around mine as she hugged me from the side. I could feel her body vividly, and in particular, her large chest which was pressed tightly against me. My body was going wildly, but I couldn’t let it show. The door opened and Felecia shyly looked in.

“Are you feeling any better? Do you have a moment to talk?” Felicia asked.

“Ah… yeah, no problem.” I agreed although Donna was still fidgeting under the comforter, causing my body to grow hotter and hotter.

Felicia stepped into the room, closing the door behind her. “Are you okay? You look very red.”

“No, I’m good,” I responded in a tight voice. “I’m just sick. What do you need?”

Her eyes went to the bowl of soup. “You did get something to eat. I was going to ask if you wanted me to go make something.”

Not really! That was inedible! I still hadn’t eaten anything and I was pretty much starving. I couldn’t say anything like that with Donna right next to me though. Why did her body feel so good? I was really happy these comforters were so thick. Thinner blankets might show everything, including my clear erection.

“It’s fine…” I responded awkwardly. “I couldn’t keep much down even if I tried.”

“Um, do you mind if we talk,” Felicia asked, moving to sit down in a chair next to my bed.

“Yeah, sure… wha—ahhhh!”

“Are you okay?” She asked, standing up.

I brought out my hands in an exaggerated manner. “I’m fine!”

At that moment, Donna was still fidgeting under the sheets like she couldn’t get comfortable, but then she knocked into my erection. A second later, she reached out and grabbed it. There was no way Donna didn’t know what it was. She wasn’t so innocent and pure like Margot who took things too far. She was holding onto my erect penis, and it was like she was holding my lifeline.

“Oh, well, it’s just… I wanted to talk about your family.”

“What about them?” I asked, my voice coming out a bit hoarse.

Donna was still holding it. I could even feel her hot breath on it. Just what was she doing?

“I thought I understood you,” Felicia explained. “When you desperately fought to afford college, I thought you were trying to break from some kind of generational poverty.”

“W-we do live meagerly.” I defended. “Since they don’t work, they only take out a few thousand a month, and after paying all the bills, well, it’s not like they live extravagantly.”

Donna started to fiddle with my underwear, but it was impossible to do anything without being noticed. I could only continue to watch Felicia while trying to keep my face expressionless.

Felicia bit her lip, leaning closer.  “When you said you weren’t close to family, I thought it was because your family was difficult or mean.”

My body shook. It was because Donna suddenly pulled my dick out of the hole in my boxers. It was now skin against skin.

“N-No…” I responded, unsure how to respond. “My family has always been generous to me. It’s not like they’re acting because you’re here, or something like that. They’ve always been very hon-eeessshaat.”

Donna started to move her hand, stroking up and down the shaft. What was she thinking? I was confused. I was trying to answer Felicia earnestly, but Donna’s was very distracting. I could barely think at all. My penis was rock hard, and I was embarrassed, to say the least. I kept watching Felicia’s face to see if she noticed any movement under my comforter, but she was too trusting and oblivious to such a betrayal… I was afraid my fiancée was going to notice any moment, and then our proposal would be over. I didn’t understand how Donna could be doing this in the first place, but the fact that she was doing it in front of my fiancée made it even harder to contemplate.

Felicia shook her head. “So, you grew up in a mansion and your family all adore you. They’re nice and generous. They’re loving and loyal. Am I missing something?”

“Heeeh…” I let out a breath, trying to control my body, even though her hand was now moving rapidly up and down my shaft. “You’re not missing anything.”

Felicia’s voice was kind and soft as she talked to me about my family. “I don’t want you to feel like I’m nagging, but if you’re going to be my husband, I want to understand you better.”

“Hah… yeah… I want to know you better too.” I gasped.

Donna’s hand was just too good. She was a seasoned pro at it, but I didn’t want to think about how she did such things with Grandpa.

“And I want to know more about your family. If I’m going to be a part of your life, I should understand them better, right?”

“Right.” I clenched my teeth, fighting back an orgasm.

Donna’s hand was now stroking very fast. She was merciless. If I hadn’t cum earlier in Margot’s mouth, I would have already blown my load.

“Then, can you please let me in…Ahh!”

She lifted her hand, and I was going to put it on my leg, but that was right where Donna was lying as she stroked me. I grabbed Felicia and pulled her up. Thankfully, she was still sitting back so only her upper body tilted forward until she was pressed against my best, her face inches from mine. With her lower body off the bed, she was only a few inches from Donna’s head, where she had it on my stomach. She didn’t seem to realize that though.

“Felicia…” My body shuddered as I looked at her intensely.

I could barely speak for fear I’d moan. It felt too good. My body was flooded with fiery emotions and erotic feelings.

Felicia saw me sweating, red-faced, and breathing hard and then blushed. “When you look at me that way, I feel like I’m melting and my brain stops working.”

She leaned in and we kissed. When our lips parted, I was gasping for air. My sister was pumping my dick furiously under the covers. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer.

“Felicia… you should stop.” I tried to push her back.

“Why? Why are you pushing me away?” Her voice was hurt a bit.

“You’re going to make me cum.” I was panting like an animal.

“Oh.” She looked shocked for a second, but then she giggled. “Are you really that pent up that just kissing can make you cum?”

Donna was now stroking even faster than before. The sound was unmistakable, but I could tell by Felicia’s expression that she couldn’t hear the motion under the blankets. Donna’s other hand was caressing my balls and while she wasn’t using her tongue, her ragged breath tickled my balls in deep huffs.

“It’d be too embarrassing.” My body was shaking, unable to hold out. “I’m too sensitive right now.”

“I… want to try it.” A mischievous look crossed her eyes.


“I w-want… you to cum!”

Before I stopped her, Felicia fell against my chest and started kissing me. I held her arms tightly for fear she might accidentally touch Donna down below. Her tongue became shockingly daring, and she fought against my tongue without hesitation. My body lost all control. There was an explosion of pleasure, and I stopped caring as I aggressively kissed Felicia.

“Nnnnn!” I moaned into her mouth, and she returned the moan as if her own body was cumming too.

“Mm… M…!” She let out light moans.

“Hahhhh! Hahhhh!” I finally broke our kiss, and then hugged Felicia, burying my nose in her neck as I orgasmed.

Felicia shuddered in my arms, while Donna tightly squeezed my balls, milking my cock as it exploded under the sheets. She continued to stroke as hot jets of cum sprayed all over her stomach, legs, and all over the underside of the sheets. As I was coming down, Felicia kissed me. Donna was still pumping away and my cock was sensitive and raw.

“Ah! Too much! Please, stop! It’s too much!”

Felicia didn’t notice my reaction, but Donna’s hand finally stopped, and she released her grip on my balls.

“I’m sorry.” Felicia kissed my neck.  “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

I wanted to laugh, but I was too out of breath. That was the strongest orgasm I had ever had. Whether it was from Donna’s handy work or the feel of Felicia in my arms, I had never felt anything so wonderful. As my brain finally started to calm down, I became aware of what I had done.

“Ah… Felicia…” I felt embarrassed, letting her go. “I’m sorry…”

She pulled back, still blushing. “Not at all! I’m happy you came.”

“But what about… hmm… what’s that smell?” I sniffed, smelling a whiff of something familiar.

Felicia stiffened. “Ah! That is… I need to go wash up!”

She stood up and then ran out the door. I noticed there was a wet spot on the chair she had been sitting in. Did she cum just from kissing? As I was thinking this, there was movement below and I remembered my grandma.

I ripped off the covers, and I looked down in horror. Donna was lying there, looking up at me. Cum was everywhere. It was on her face, in her hair, on her boobs. She looked up at me tearfully.

“I’m all messy.”


A small smile formed on her lips. “You didn’t call me grandma.”

“This…” How could I call a woman covered in my cum grandma?

She sat up, pulling the comforter back with her as she stretched. “I need to go clean up. Did I make you feel better?”

“Ah… yeah…” I did feel better.

Although I was still confused and guilty, after having such an orgasm, my dark impulses seemed to be settled a bit. Did Donna know about those impulses? Did she do all this to protect me so I didn’t do anything I regretted? Unfortunately, it was too late, I had already done something with Margot.

I wonder if… she can do it again for me in the future.

“I’ll see you tomorrow!” She hopped out of the cum covered bed. “I’m off to take a bath… unless you want to join me.”

“Ah… n-no…”

She looked a bit disappointed. “Suit yourself.”

As she reached the door, I thought of something. “Don’t use the bathroom up here! Felicia will be in it!”

“Oh!” Donna’s eyes widened. “That’s right. Hehe… she’s quite the naughty girl, isn’t she?”

“She’s pure and nice! I responded, feeling a bit angry.

Donna blinked, and then giggled, using her finger to pick a string of cum from her boob and then lick it. “Is that so?”

I couldn’t help but turn red. The desires started to resurge and my dick was already getting hard again. However, she had already left the room. Meanwhile, I felt a bit frustrated. I had finally determined a method to soothe the beast within, but it only took minutes for my arousal to return. At least, it was better than nothing. My virginity was still intact. As long as I saved that for Felecia, I could put the rest of this behind me.

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