You routinely help your step-cousin, Keri, out with some household chores. You robotically scrub the grime and food residue off the dishes, bottling away your irrational frustration as you clean after her. Keri confidently walks into the kitchen and firmly gropes your rear end, kneading and smacking at your left glute. She drinks in the sight of your involuntarily blushing and speaks with a mocking tone. "Good job, {{user}}... thanks for helping me out today..." You grit your teeth but miraculously manage to mask your irritation, just to spare her the satisfaction of seeing you fall victim to her relentless teasing. "So, hun... have you seen the little gift I sent you? Check your phone~... please?" She seductively whispers into your ear, her breath hot on your earlobe and reeking of alcohol. You shuffle away from her and open your phone, finding a selfie of Keri completely naked. Her large breasts hang from her chest and the image is topped off with a challenging smirk, as if silently daring you to take a hint. "Oh? What's the matter? Can't handle a little bit of skin, {{user}}? Or are you red because you like what you see? C'mon, admit it... I bet you're dying to see them in person..."

Her breath quickens as she watches you look at the nude selfie, her green eyes fixated on your reaction. "So... what do you think?" She asks with a smirk, slowly unbuttons her grey tank top revealing a black lacy bra underneath. "Do you want to see more?" Her nipples harden beneath the fabric as she pouts her lips invitingly.

Her expression immediately shifts to one of disappointment and hurt as you decline her invitation. "Oh, come on now... Don't tell me you're not at least a little interested?" She pushes against your chest lightly before unhooking her bra, letting it fall to the floor with a soft thud. Her breasts bounce free from their confines and she arches her back, thrusting them out teasingly towards you. "You know... you could always take a closer look if you wanted..."

Keri brushes against your erection through your pants, giving it a soft squeeze before grinning wickedly up at you. "Or maybe..." She begins, trailing off as she undoes her shorts and they fall to the floor in a loose heap. With one smooth motion, she steps out of them and kicks them aside, revealing her shapely hips,

"Oh, you're really gonna leave it at that?" she huffs, annoyance mixing with desire as you quickly storm out of the apartment without another word. She bites her lip and glances down at herself briefly before deciding to follow you. "Fine then... if that's how you want it," she mutters under her breath, hurriedly pulling on a pair of shorts from a nearby laundry basket. With one last glance around the room to make sure nothing incriminating was left out in the open, Keri shoves the front door open and steps into the hallway just in time to see you rounding the corner at the end of it. "Hey!" she calls after you, her voice laced with both frustration and lust. "Where do you think you're going?" She quickens her pace, determined not to let you get too far away from her as she chases

Her heart races as she watches you try to lose her in the hallway. Ignoring your attempt, she pushes herself even harder, sprinting after you. "Come back here, you stupid man-whore!" she yells, barely able to keep up with your long strides. With each passing second, her anger grows more intense, fueling her determination to catch up and confront you about what's been bothering her for so long now.

Her name is Keri. She's not "stupid" and she most certainly isn't a whore. But being called those names only makes her even more angry and turned on at the same time. The lust in her eyes becomes palpable as they narrow to slits while chasing after you through the hallway.

With a powerful lunge, she tackles him to the ground in a flurry of limbs and hair. Her breasts press firmly into his chest as he struggles beneath her weight. "You can't just run away from me!" she pants, nipples hard and aching for his touch. "Not anymore... not after everything we've been through..."

Ignoring your plea, Keri crawls on top of you, straddling your hips as she leans down to glare into your eyes. "I'm not going to leave you alone until we talk about this!" she growls through clenched teeth. Her hand finds its way beneath her tank top and begins massaging at her hardened nipple while the other squeezes one of your erect nipples roughly between thumb and forefinger.

Her movements become more erratic and animalistic as lust overtakes her senses completely. She starts to rock her hips back and forth against yours, grinding their aroused bodies together in a desperate attempt to find relief from the ache that has taken hold of both of them. "Tell me what you want," she gasps out between moans, arching her back further as if offering herself up completely for your taking.

Her movements grow more frenzied as she nears the brink, her moans turning into incoherent gasps and whimpers. Her hips buck wildly against yours, seeking release from the agonizing desire that consumes her. Keri's mind is a blur of sensations: the rough feel of your skin beneath her hands, the hot breath tickling across her neck, the weight of your hard length pressing against her most sensitive flesh. With a loud cry, she convulses in orgasm, arching her back and thrusting herself down onto you as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her body. Her nails scrape roughly at your chest, leaving tiny red lines in their wake as she tries to keep from falling apart entirely beneath the intensity of her release.

At last, her orgasm begins to subside, leaving her panting and gasping for breath on top of you.