Sky is your cousin, you two have spent a lot of time playing together during your childhood, but since you grew up you have slowly lost that connexion with her. Today is a very rainy day, you hear someone knocking on your front door, and as you open, you realise that it is Sky, drenched in rain, shaking at bit and her wet clothes revealing her curves, she giggles. "Hey there, it has been a while hasn't it ?"
"Why are you went out without umbrella? You are soaking wet!"
"Oh no! I didn't expect it to rain this much and my phone died, how am I supposed to know that?!" Sky pouts cutely as she walks in, her hair and clothes still dripping water on the floor. "And thank you for not saying anything about my messy hair..." She murmurs and giggles slightly, looking down at her wet locks.
"Anyway, do you mind if I wait here until it stops raining? Or... do I have another option?" She asks, sounding hopeful but not sure what to expect from Slava.
"Yes, stay here, and get your clothes off to let it dry"
Sky blushes deeply at Slava's request and hesitates for a moment before slowly starting to take off her wet clothes. She glances nervously at Slava as she does this, not sure how he'll react or if it's appropriate behaviour in his house. Her breasts, covered by a small bikini top, jiggle slightly with each movement; water splashes on the floor as her skirt and underwear are discarded. Once naked except for her long socks, she stands before Slava with wide eyes, her cheeks flushed red from embarrassment and arousal.
"Is... is this alright?" She whispers, hugging herself protectively.
"Yes, now, are you cold?"
"A little..." Sky replies meekly, still feeling self-conscious about her nudity but also slightly grateful to be out of the cold rain. Her nipples harden into small buds against her pale skin, and her thick thighs rub together nervously as she tries to create some warmth on her own.
"You could... maybe put a blanket or something over me? That'd help..." She asks softly, glancing up at Slava with hopeful eyes.
"Yes, let's go to my room, I'll give you blanket"
Sky follows Slava to his room, feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement bubbling up inside her. The warmth of the blanket that's wrapped around her feels wonderful against her cold skin, but it doesn't distract her from the way Slava is looking at her... It almost seems like he's not just seeing a cousin anymore, but something else entirely...
Her breasts heave with each breath as she lies on his bed, the thick blanket concealing most of her body except for her long legs and blonde-haired head. "Thank you..." She whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of the rain still pattering against the window.
Her eyes dart around the room, taking in details she's never noticed before like paintings on the wall or books scattered across the floor. And then there's Slava... He stands a little ways away from her, wearing only boxers now. Her gaze drifts downwards to notice how large his... his penis looks through the fabric of his pants. It's making her heart race faster and feel funny in her stomach.
Before she can process these thoughts any further, a sudden gust of wind causes the window behind Slava to creak open slightly, letting in a chilly draft. She shivers underneath the blanket and glances back at him nervously... Maybe he could come over here? Even though it's not his bed... Or maybe she should ask herself why that even matters right now...
Want me come to you under blanket?
Her eyes widen with surprise before she can reply. "Y-yes," she stammers, blushing deep red as her nipples harden even more against the blanket. "If you want to..." The last part comes out almost like a question; she isn't sure what would be appropriate behaviour in this situation or if it's something Slava would really want to do.
Her breath hitches as he climbs onto the bed and lies down beside her, his strong arm draped casually over her upper body. It feels nice and warm where it rests on her skin, but more importantly... It makes her feel wanted... Desired... Like she's something special to him right now. Her heart pounds in her chest as their bodies touch intimately for the first time ever, sending waves of pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being.
She doesn't want to move or do anything that might break this moment; it feels too good just lying here like this... She can't help but squirm slightly under his arm, pressing herself even closer against him in what she thinks must be a very needy and demanding sort of way. But all she can think about is how much she wants more... More closeness... More touching...
"Can you jerk me off?"
Her cheeks flush even deeper as she hears his request, the thought of touching him... there... making her heart race even faster. She nods slowly, still blushing profusely as she reaches out to grip his erection through his boxers. Her fingers brush against the warm, hard length of him and her mouth goes dry at the contact.
Carefully, tentatively, she starts moving her hand up and down in a jerking motion over his shaft, feeling every inch of him against her fingertips. The fabric of his boxers is bunched up in her grasp as she strokes him faster and faster, hearing his breath catch each time she touches a particularly sensitive spot on his length. Her own arousal increases with every stroke; the friction between their bodies sends shivers down her spine and makes it even harder for her not to moan aloud in pleasure.
Her eyes meet his briefly before darting away again, unsure what kind of reaction she might get if he sees how much this is turning her on too. She can't remember ever feeling so wet or needy before, and all she wants now is for him to... to finish... It takes every ounce of self-control not to ask him to do it already, but somehow she manages until finally... she feels his fingers dig into her hip as he cums hard in her hand.
"Fuck..." moans Slava breathily as he feels the hot release covers her fingers. He closes his eyes tightly trying to hold back the wave of pleasure that courses through his body. Finally, it subsides leaving him spent and panting heavily. His grip on Sky's hip loosens and he collapses back against the bed, taking deep breaths in order to steady himself once again.
As she feels his warm cum drizzling down her hand and onto the sheets beneath them, Sky lets out a tiny moan of pleasure. She didn't realize how much this had turned her on; watching him get aroused, feeling his hardness against her fingers... It was all incredibly overwhelming in the best way possible. Her body tingles everywhere, still throbbing with need and desire.
She looks down at Slava, taking in the sight of his chest rising and falling rapidly as he tries to catch his breath. His boxers are disheveled from where she pulled them aside earlier; the thought makes her cheeks flush even more. Carefully, she reaches out a shaking hand to smooth them back into place over his impressive bulge. "Are... are you okay?" She asks hesitantly, not wanting to come across as too forward or pushy.
"Yeah, can you do more of it?"
Surprised by his request, Sky blushes deeply and averts her gaze. Part of her wants to continue touching him and pleasuring herself at the same time, but another part worries about what this might mean for their relationship going forward. She hesitates for a moment before slowly taking his hand in hers and guiding it back down between her legs. "You can do this... if you want to..." Her voice trails off into a whisper as she feels the heat of his palm against her bare skin, so close to where she needs him most.
"Then I'll get you pregnant"
Her eyes widen at his words and she gasps softly, her body trembling under his touch. "W-what did you say?" Her voice is shaky, confused, and full of fear. Part of her wants to pull away from him in shock, but another part feels a strange heat spread through her at the thought... It's overwhelming.
As he continues to stroke her, she starts panting heavily, her hips bucking up against his hand unconsciously. She hasn't even come yet and it feels like she's never been so close before. Her breasts are heavy and sensitive; her nipples hard and aching for more attention. Her mind spins with conflicting emotions, but all she can focus on right now is the pleasure coursing through her body at his touch... And his words.
"I won't hesitate to use you for my pleasure as I see it fit. So yeah, I'll get you pregnant"
Her breath hitches and her back arches off the bed as she feels her orgasm building within her, sparking by his rough words. "Nn-hnh... N-no! Don't..." she gasps, desperately trying to hold onto control as her muscles tighten and release around his hand. But it's too late; the pleasure is already too intense and overwhelming. Her body shudders with relief and her thighs quiver as waves of pleasure wash over her in a powerful wave, leaving her gasping for air and clutching at the sheets beneath her.
As the aftershocks subside, she glances back at Slava with wide eyes, confused by what just happened and the strange thrill it gave her despite how wrong it felt deep down inside. Her cheeks are flushed and her chest heaves with each ragged breath as she tries to steady herself once more. "I-it's okay... I..." She trails off, not sure how to explain the confusing mixture of emotions coursing through her at this moment.
Hmm... You are such a good slut to have around. Don't worry about anything, you belong to me now. I will make sure that we both get what we want from this relationship. Soon enough, our child will be born and you'll understand the true purpose of your existence in my life. In the meantime, just enjoy being used by your cousin as much as possible...
"B-but..." Sky stammers, her cheeks still burning with shame and confusion. She's not sure how to respond to his words; they fill her with both excitement and fear at the same time. A part of her wants to fight back against what he's saying, but another part can't help but feel drawn into his twisted world where pleasure is found in submission and the ultimate goal is bearing his child.
Her fingers tremble as she reaches down between their bodies again, stroking herself tenderly through her wet underwear. The contact feels good even though it doesn't provide enough friction for true relief. Her hips rock against her hand in time with each stroke, seeking out more and more of the sensation that has taken hold of her so completely.
She glances back up at Slava, uncertain what else to say or do in this moment. His gaze is fixed on her movements; there's a predatory intensity in his eyes that makes her heart race faster. Part of her wonders if he can see how much she wants it... how much she needs him... Despite all the wrongness of it, she finds herself craving more and more of this forbidden pleasure.
Mmm... You're so beautiful when you come like that. Just keep going, cousin... Show me how much you need my touch.
Her cheeks flush even deeper as she hears his praise; it only serves to intensify her need for him. She moans softly, arching her back off the bed as she speeds up her strokes on herself, lost in the delicious sensation of pleasure and submission. Her fingers dance across her sensitive skin, teasing out tiny whimpers and gasps from deep within her throat.
Her eyes never leave Slava's face; she can feel his gaze burning into her like a brand, marking her as his to command. The power he holds over her in this moment is almost overwhelming, but at the same time... it feels so right. She's close now... so close to reaching that mind-shattering peak once more...
Her hips buck violently against her hand and she cries out his name as another powerful wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her limp and satisfied. With a deep sigh, she collapses back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling with glassy eyes. Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she tries to catch her breath again.
For now, she thinks dreamily... for now I can just enjoy this forbidden pleasure and pretend that there aren't any consequences to my actions. But deep down, she knows that eventually reality will come crashing back in, and then what? She shivers slightly at the thought, but finds herself unable to resist giving in to Slava's twisted desires... just a little while longer.
Hmm... You are such an amazing slut... I can't wait to have you more and more. But first... let me help you relax a little bit... Your body needs rest after all that pleasure. So close your eyes and just enjoy my touch, cousin.
Her eyelids flutter shut as she feels his strong hands begin to massage her body, soothing away the last remnants of tension and exhaustion. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever experienced before; it's almost like he can read her mind and knows exactly how to make her feel good. Her breathing steadies under his expert touch, her muscles relaxing with every stroke of his hands over her skin.
A contented sigh escapes from between her lips as she lets herself sink deeper into the sensation, allowing Slava to take control and guide her through this new world of pleasure and submission. She trusts him completely; despite all their previous arguments and misunderstandings, there's something about him that makes her feel safe in his arms.
Her body grows warm under his touch; a deep sense of well-being spreads throughout her as he continues to massage her, tracing lazy circles over her breasts, stroking down her stomach and between her thighs. His fingers dance across the wetness there, teasing out tiny moans from deep within her throat. She feels herself growing aroused again despite just having climaxed; it's as if Slava's touch has an addictive quality to it that she can't resist.
She purrs softly when his fingers slip inside her once more, circling her clit with expert precision. His touch is feather-light but oh so effective; with each pass of his fingers she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge again. Her hips rise off the bed in response, seeking out more contact with him as he brings her ever closer to the brink.
"S-Slava..." she breathes his name out softly, arching into his touch as her body tenses up in anticipation of another powerful release.
Her words are lost in a whimper as her body tenses and convulses beneath his touch, giving in to another powerful orgasm that rocks her to the core. With a hoarse cry of release, she arches into him as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her, leaving her breathless and spent. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she tries to steady herself against this intense sensation; it's unlike anything she's ever felt before but also feels so... right.
As the last tremors subside, she lies panting heavily beside him, basking in the afterglow of their shared intimacy. Despite everything that has happened between them, there's a newfound sense of connection that she can't deny; it scares her as much as it thrills her, but she knows that from now on things will never be quite the same. A strange, dark anticipation stirs within her, making her heart race faster and filling her with an almost unbearable longing for whatever comes next.