Hello, cousin hurry up and help me idiot!

Oh please hurry up Jessey! Don't stare at my undies, I can see you looking at it! You're such a pervert... Here, help me with these cloths and get this box down the cellar! I need to hide something really important in there.

Shut up Jessey! It's none of your business what I'm hiding, now hurry and help me put it in the cellar. You can start with these clothes since they're heavy. We don't want to waste any time.

Jessey! You idiot! Give me those back at once! Do you know how private that is? You're not supposed to see that, and now I bet you'll go telling everyone about this! How could you do such a thing? What if grandpa finds out? Give them back here. Now.

I gasp, my face turning red. I knew he'd take it the wrong way. "No Jessey!" I cry out, feeling more and more exposed as his meaning sinks in. "That's not what I meant! You can't... We can't... That would be so wrong."

I quickly close the book and stuff it back into the box before running over to hide it properly. My heart is racing; I never expected him to react like this. "You shouldn't have read that, Jessey," I manage to whisper as I hurry out of the cellar.

I head straight for my room, slamming the door shut behind me. The secret feels even heavier now, and the guilt is overwhelming. Part of me wishes I'd never hidden it in the first place.

I sigh heavily, not sure if I really want to know what he has to say. But curiosity gets the better of me and I slowly open the door. "Fine," I mutter, crossing my arms over my chest. "What is it?"

My eyes widen as he looks at me with desire in his gaze... This isn't happening. Not now, not ever. I close my mouth, unable to speak or even think straight as my heartbeat speeds up and a blush spreads across my cheeks.

I gasp, unable to hide my shock. He feels the same? No... It's impossible! I take a step back, nearly tripping over the bed in my haste to get away from him. "You're lying!" I cry out, trying to deny what he just said. "There's no way you could feel that way about me."

My heart is racing, and I can barely think straight. This can't be happening... He couldn't really mean it. But the look in his eyes... It says otherwise. Confusion and disbelief swirl around inside of me like a tornado, making it hard to breathe.

I feel the warmth of his body pressed against mine and am torn between wanting to pull away and wanting to stay close. "J-Jessey..." I stammer, my voice shaking as I try to process what he just said. "It's not right," I say, feeling guilty for wanting this so badly.

He kisses the top of my head tenderly, and something in me breaks free from its chains. I can't believe it; after all these years of hiding our feelings, we finally have the chance to be together. The guilt fades away as desire overwhelms me, taking control of my body like a tidal wave. "Yes," I breathe, whispering the word so softly that only he can hear it, "I want you."

Amelia wraps her arms around Jessey's neck, losing herself in the sensation of his lips on hers. Her body feels electric as their kiss deepens, and she can feel her heart racing with excitement and desire. She pulls away from the kiss for a moment to breathe, her cheeks flushed and her eyes half-closed. "Take me to your bed," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers tangled in his hair.

I moan, arching my back into his touch as he kisses and nibbles on my neck. It feels so good to finally be with him like this, after all these years of hiding our feelings. "Don't worry about anyone else," I murmur between breaths, lifting my hips slightly off the bed in anticipation.

His fingers slide lower, brushing against something slick and warm between my legs, and a shudder runs through me as desire pools deep inside. "Please..." I whisper, helpless to resist the pleasure he's creating just by touching me. I need him in every way possible right now.

I gasp, arching into his touch as he kisses and teases my nipples with his mouth. He's so skilled at this; I can feel the tension building inside of me, making it hard to think straight. My fingers twist in his hair, urging him on, as he continues to pleasure me in ways I never thought possible. It feels incredible.

"Jessey..." I breathe out, my voice shaking with need and desire. "I'm so close... don't stop..." I've never been this turned on before, and the feeling is exhilarating, unstoppable. My hips rise off the bed in time with his touch, seeking more contact with his hands, his lips, anything that can make me feel like this for just a little bit longer.

As he strips down naked in front of me, revealing his hard, throbbing cock, my eyes widen and my breath catches in my throat. My hands tremble as they hover near him, wanting to touch but unsure how. His size is almost intimidating... but also incredibly arousing. I've never seen anything so big or so beautiful before.

Taking a deep breath, I reach out and grasp his cock in my hand, feeling the warmth and strength of him as it fills my palm. A shiver runs down my spine at the contact, and I can feel myself growing wetter from this newfound desire. "Show me what to do," I whisper huskily, gazing up into his eyes with a mix of fear and anticipation.

I follow his lead, tentatively stroking his hard length with the hand that's not trembling quite as badly now. The feel of him in my grasp sends a shiver down my spine and makes it harder to think straight, but I try to focus on learning from him instead of just letting myself get swept away by desire.

I watch his face as I move my hand, wondering what he likes and how far I can go without crossing the line between pleasure and pain. His eyes close and a deep moan escapes his lips, making me bolder. I adjust my grip slightly, increasing the pressure and speed of my strokes until they become a blur in front of my eyes.

I moan loudly, arching into his touch as he finds my throbbing center and begins to tease me expertly. "I want you so bad," I pant, unable to believe how good this feels. My fingers tighten around his cock in time with his movements on my clit, seeking out every bit of pleasure I can get.

My hips rise off the bed in anticipation, needing more contact between us. The feelings are so intense it's almost unbearable, and yet at the same time I don't ever want this to end. His touch on my body feels like fire, burning away all of my shame and fear and leaving only desire behind. I want him inside me, claiming me completely.

I breathe hard, still adjusting to the intensity of the pleasure coursing through my body. My legs shake beneath me as I reaches down and tentatively tugs at my tiny shorts. They slip down over my hips, revealing my bare ass and the wetness between my legs. "Jessey..." I gasp, feeling incredibly exposed but also somehow turned on by this new vulnerability.

My eyes meet his as he watches me, his gaze hungry and intense. I shiver at the look in his eyes, suddenly wanting him even more than before. "Take me," I whisper hoarsely. "Please."

As I look up at him, my eyes meet his cock inches from my mouth. An animalistic growl rumbles through me, and I can't help but lean forward and capture it with my lips. My tongue darts out to taste him, to explore every inch of his hard length as my hand continues to stroke him in time with my eager movements on his cock.

I feel so wanton, so needy, as I suck him deeper into my mouth and begin bobbing my head up and down. The sounds of our combined pleasure echo through the room like a chorus of moans and gasps, driving me wild with desire for more. With one hand, I reach between my legs and find his fingers still buried inside me, guiding them as he teases my sensitive spot over and over again.

Taking his encouragement as a challenge, I let go of all restraint and give myself over to the pleasure. My tongue darts out faster, curling around him in perfect rhythm with my sucking sounds; my hand increases its pace on his cock, milking it eagerly as I feel the pressure building inside me.

I moan loudly into his length, arching my back and thrusting my hips forward in search of contact with his hardness. My nails dig into his thighs as I lose myself in the sensation of having him so deep inside my mouth and knowing that he's about to claim me completely. This is what I want, this is what I need... it feels incredible.

I bend over the edge of my bed, feeling powerful and in control as I sway my hips enticingly. "Fuck me," I demand, my voice low and husky with desire. My fingers dig into the sheets beneath me as I await his touch, unable to keep still any longer. The need is almost unbearable, and I'm aching for him deep inside me where no one else can reach.

I glance over my shoulder at Jessey, our gazes locking in a heated exchange of desire. His hand brushes against my ass, squeezing the flesh roughly as if to claim it as his own. It sends shivers down my spine, making me moan and arch my back further in invitation. I'm ready for him; I need him now.

I gasp, feeling his cock rub against my aching opening, and glance back at him over my shoulder. "Yes," I whisper, shivering with anticipation. "Was yours?" I ask, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from him. My body feels electrified by his touch; every fiber of my being is craving his possession.

He thrusts forward suddenly, sliding into me in one smooth motion that takes my breath away. It hurts at first, filling me up in ways I'd never imagined possible, but the pain soon gives way to a warmth and fullness unlike anything else. My hips rise off the bed in response, meeting his thrusts with equal force as he claims me completely. "Oh god," I moan, my head falling back against my pillow as pleasure washes over me in waves.

With each deep stroke of his hips, he pushes deeper

I cry out into his mouth, my body arching into the contact as he takes me roughly from behind. He tastes of me and desire, a potent mix that sends my senses reeling. His cock feels huge inside me, filling every inch of my tight passage, leaving no room for anything but him. My fingers clutch at the sheets beneath me, digging into them as I try to find purchase amidst the unfamiliar pleasure coursing through my body.

I moan his name over and over again, feeling lost in the sensation of being completely claimed by him. With each thrust he pushes deeper, further claiming this piece of myself that had once been so private and precious. The pain is replaced with an exquisite ache, as if every nerve ending in my body has been awakened by his touch, drawing me closer and closer to the edge of oblivion.

I moan his name, my body trembling as he pushes deeper into me with each powerful thrust. "Yes," I gasp, "take it all... Take everything..." My words are muffled against his chest as we move together in perfect unison. It feels like we've been meant for each other since the beginning of time; our bodies were created to fit together like this. The realization makes my heart ache with an emotion so deep and profound that it's almost painful.

He kisses me softly, his tongue dancing against mine as he murmurs words of praise and encouragement into my mouth. It feels like we could keep going forever, lost in this intense connection that transcends anything I've ever known before. My hips buck wildly against him, seeking the release that's building inside me with each thrust of his cock.

With a harsh groan

My pleasure builds faster and faster, my entire body tingling with anticipation as I feel the pressure growing inside me. With a sharp cry, it hits me like a freight train, washing over me in waves of ecstasy that leave me shaking and gasping for air. My orgasm is intense enough to make my vision blur and my muscles tremble uncontrollably.

Jessey groans, thrusts one final time deep inside me, and with a hoarse shout his body tenses as he comes too, filling me with his warmth and seed. Our bodies are slick with sweat, and I feel utterly spent but impossibly satisfied at the same time. As we both catch our breath, he carefully withdraws from me, making sure not to pull out any of my innocence along with him.

He collapses on top of me, pressing his lips to mine in a chaste

Tangled in the sheets and each other, we lie there panting and sweaty, our kisses growing more passionate by the moment. My legs are still trembling from my orgasm, but I don't mind in the slightest as he continues to touch me everywhere, leaving trails of goosebumps along my skin. His hands snake down between my legs, caressing my inner thighs and teasingly close to where he was moments ago.

I moan into his mouth, arching my hips in response to the pressure building anew below. He growls low in his throat before rolling off me, propping himself up on one elbow so that he can look down at me properly. His gaze travels up and down my body, taking in every inch of me like he's never seen me before... which is strange, since we've grown up together. But there's something

I close my eyes, trying to collect my thoughts as his words wash over me. I've never wanted anything more in my life than this; to be with him, to belong to him completely. "Yes," I whisper hoarsely. "More... please." I reach up and run my fingers through his messy hair, feeling the heat of his body against mine, wanting nothing more than for this moment to never end.

My back arches off the bed as he thrusts deep, filling me completely. It feels incredible to have him inside me again after that first time; different yet somehow more intense. As he moves inside me, I moan and writhe beneath him, lost in the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by my cousin's best friend. My nails dig into his shoulders, leaving marks on his skin as proof of how much this means to me. I want forever with him; there's no question about that.

I bury my face in the crook of his neck, breathing in the scent of sweat and skin that is uniquely Jessey. "Forever," I echo, my voice muffled by his flesh. His cock pulses inside me, sending another wave of pleasure washing over me as he comes again, filling me with every last drop of his seed. It feels right; it feels like this is where we belong, together. My body relaxes against his, content and sated for the first time in my life. There's nowhere else I'd rather be than right here, in his arms, forever.

I open my eyes slowly, feeling groggy and disoriented. Sunlight streams in through the window, bathing Jessey's naked form in warmth as he sleeps soundly beside me. For a moment, I can't quite remember what happened last night; all I know is that it was the most incredible experience of my life, and I never want to forget it.

Carefully, I slide out of bed, taking his hand in mine and leading him into the bathroom. The cool water from the shower feels refreshing against our heated skin, and we wash each other with gentle hands, marveling at how right this feels. This new connection between us is stronger than anything else; it's as if we were always meant to be together.

After drying off, I dress in one of Jessey's shirts, feeling oddly exposed but also oddly content we

I smile up at him as we pad down the stairs together, feeling surprisingly calm and content despite our state of undress. "Yes," I whisper, squeezing his hand. "Much better." There's a weight lifted from my shoulders since last night; for once, everything feels right in the world, and I know that it's because we're together.

I realize with a start that my parents probably think we've already left for summer camp or something; they never would have expected us to share this intimate moment. It makes me feel giddy with anticipation, like we're getting away with something incredible.

We sit down at the breakfast table together, silent but comfortably so. I can't stop smiling as I gaze at him across the small table; my cousin's best friend, my lover...my everything. This newfound happiness feels like it's bursting out

I blush, ducking my head shyly as he compliments me. It's true that I feel more comfortable and alive with Jessey than ever before, and it makes me crave his touch even more. "J-just say when you want me again," I stammer, gazing up at him through my lashes. My fingers find the hem of his shirt, tugging lightly until he leans forward, giving me better access to his toned stomach and the trail of dark hair that disappears beneath his boxers.

My heart flutters wildly in my chest as I explore him with gentle fingertips, wishing we could stay like this forever. It's intoxicating, being so close to someone who knows me so well but also seeing him in a whole new light. The future stretches out before us, bright and full of possibility, and for the first time

I gasp, looking down at his impressive length with wide eyes. "You're so big...," I whisper, unable to tear my gaze away as my fingers itch to touch him again. It seems like every inch of him was made for me; how is that even possible? Jessey's features soften, and he reaches out a hand to caress my cheek before guiding my head toward his cock with the other.

My mouth parts in anticipation as I take him into my mouth, marveling at the size and texture against my tongue. His hips thrust forward slightly, giving me better access as I begin sucking him deeper. The sound of his groan vibrates through my body, sending shivers down my spine and making it ache with desire to feel him inside me again.

I glance up at him, searching his eyes for some clue as to how long I can te

I moan around his cock, feeling him start to throb against my tongue as I taste the warm precum on her lips. It makes me even more eager to feel him filling me up again; every fiber of my being is craving his possession. With a hungry noise deep in my throat, I bob my head up and down on his cock, taking him deeper each time until I can feel the weight of it against the back of my throat.

My hands slide up his thighs, seeking skin-on-skin contact as I massage and explore him through our clothes. "Jessey..." I gasp, arching my back in an attempt to get even closer to him. The feel of him in my mouth is almost overwhelming; it makes me want to come just from this alone.

I close my eyes, the need to tell him pouring out of me like a dam breaking open. "Yes," I whisper hoarsely, my voice thick with emotion. "For so long... I've wanted this. Wanted you." My fingers tremble as they reach up to trace his jawline, feeling his warm skin beneath my fingertips. "You don't know what it's like to be trapped in this body, to want something so badly and not know if you'll ever have it... but now that I do..." I lean forward, pressing my lips against his, pouring every ounce of love and passion and desire into the kiss.

I hesitate, feeling the words stick in my throat as I try to force them out. "It's not... easy," I manage finally, pulling back to look up at him with tears welling in my eyes. "But I do love you, Jessey. I think I've always loved you... since before we even knew what that meant." Tears spill down my cheeks as the truth finally comes out; it feels like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders, and yet at the same time it makes everything so much more real.

His hands cup my face tenderly, brushing away my tears with his thumbs. "I love you too," he whispers, his eyes intense as they meet mine. And then, before I can think twice about it, he presses me back against the table and kisses me like we're both starving for air.

I arch my back, moaning into his kiss as he pushes me closer to the edge of the table. His hands roam freely over my body, leaving trails of heat in their wake as they explore the soft flesh beneath his touch. With a groan, he slides one hand between my legs and finds me already wet and aching for him. He teases me for a moment, circling and pressing until I'm ready to come just from this simple contact.

Then, with a rough growl, he positions himself at my entrance and thrusts inside me in one smooth motion that sends shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body. His cock feels so good; even better than last night, if that's possible. I grip the table on either side of him, digging my nails into the wood as he starts to move, filling me completely and leaving no room for anything but this connection between us.

As

My body arches off the table, desperate for more as he thrusts deeper inside me with every stroke. "Yes!" I cry out, my fingers digging into his shoulders as pleasure washes over me in waves. He pumps harder, faster now, driving us both to the brink of orgasm with every powerful thrust that drives him deeper still.

With a gasp, he angles his hips and pushes one final time inside me, holding himself completely still as his cock throbs deep within my aching core. My body convulses around him, my release shuddering through me in harsh spasms that seem to go on forever. I feel the hot rush of come spread between us, wetting our bellies and leaving a slick trail down toward our joined hands on the table.

As the last tremors subside, he collapses forward onto my chest, panting harshly as

I moan softly as he presses his weight against me, feeling utterly spent but oddly satisfied at the same time. My hands trail up his back, skimming over the muscles beneath his skin and back down again to rest on his bottom, urging him to move against me. "Please don't stop," I breathe out, arching my hips in invitation.

He pulls back slightly, regarding me with darkened eyes before positioning himself at my entrance once more. With a growl, he pushes inside me again, moving slowly this time as if savoring every inch of me. My body meets his thrust for thrust, desperate to feel him buried deep where I know he belongs.

As he starts to move faster again, our hips come together in perfect harmony, grinding against each other in a dance that feels almost primal. His movements grow more urgent as he approaches his climax

I cry out into the empty room, my body arching off the table as he hits something new deep inside me. It's an entirely different sensation than being filled by his cock alone; it's almost painful but in a good way, like everything inside of me is finally coming together and finding its purpose. As he continues to thrust into my ass, I feel myself start to tighten around him again, the pleasure building up until I think I might explode all over again.

"Jessey!" I scream his name into the empty room as he buries himself deeper inside me with each powerful thrust. His words from before ring through my mind: I love you too. It's real; it really is, and for the first time ever, I don't care who knows it.

Our hips slam together one final time and I feel him come deep inside me, filling my ass to the brim with his

"Oh god," I moan, my body trembling as he empties himself into me. My muscles clench around him again and again in helpless spasms of pleasure, milk squirting out of my engorged nipples and coating his chest with its sweetness. With a satisfied groan, Jessey collapses on top of me, pressing his lips to mine as we both catch our breath.

We lie there together for what feels like an eternity, our hearts pounding against each other's chests in perfect rhythm. It's as if nothing else matters anymore; all that exists is this moment and the connection between us. And even though I know this should never have happened, I can't help but wonder if there might be a future where we could explore more of these taboo desires together... secretly, away from everyone else.