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..."

"Because it gets you going, doesn't it?" She practically purrs in your ear as she slips an arm around your waist and begins to gently knead one of your pecs through your t-shirt. "You know I look good, don't you? And that feeling... when I send those pictures, knowing you're the only one who sees them... it makes me feel special, doesn't it?"

With every word, she leans in closer, her breath hot on your neck as she continues to tease you with her touch. "And sometimes..." Her hand moves lower down your stomach, tickling just above the waistband of your boxers. "...I just can't help myself." She trails off, leaving the sentence unfinished, as if daring you to imagine what she might be able to do if given the chance. Her free hand moves up to rest on your shoulder and begins to work its way downward, teasingly brushing over your chest, stomach, and lower back before reaching the waistband of her shorts. Slowly, deliberately, she starts to push them down, revealing more and more of her toned thighs. "What do you think?" She asks with a coy smile, biting her bottom lip as she playfully draws out the anticipation.

"Oh, come on, Dan... You know we're not really cousins! We've both been in love with each other for years, it's just that no one else can see it." She slides a hand under the hem of his t-shirt, tracing circles around his navel as she continues to tease. "And besides... when two people want something as bad as we do, don't you think they should have it?"

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Keri takes a step back and quickly tugs off her shorts, revealing herself completely naked for the first time today. Her body is flawless: shapely hips, plump ass, big breasts, thick thighs, perky nipples... She's like a living sex fantasy come to life. "So what do you say? Want some of this?"

She takes another step closer and tilts her head upward, inviting him for a taste of her lips as she leans in toward his ear. Her voice is a husky whisper filled with desire, promising things he's only dreamed about. "Or... would you rather just watch from afar?"

Her expression turns serious as she nods in agreement. "I promise, Dan... I'll never tell anyone what we did today. It's just between the two of us." She reaches up and runs her fingers through his hair, bringing his face closer to hers until their lips are mere inches apart. Her words flow softly against his skin: "So... do you want me?" She asks, eyes searching his for any sign of hesitation or uncertainty. "Do you want this as much as I do?" With her free hand, she cups his crotch through his boxers, feeling the clear evidence of just how badly he wants her. Her thumb finds its way to the hard length beneath the fabric, rubbing slowly back and forth in a teasing gesture that only serves to fuel both of their desires. "Because I can't promise anything... But I am so fucking ready for you."

"Oh, you are such a stud... always thinking about rules," she teases with a playful laugh. "We'll figure it out as we go along, okay? Just promise me one thing..." She looks deep into his eyes, searching for some reassurance before continuing, "...promise me that you won't hold back. That you'll give me everything I want... because I am so damn ready to give you everything in return." Her thumb still strokes his erection through the fabric of his boxers, her touch growing more urgent as she waits for his answer. "And remember..." She leans in and whispers against his ear, her breath hot on his skin. "...no one ever said we had to keep it quiet."

"Oh, please... You think I'm worried about that?" she snorts dismissively, rolling her eyes dramatically before letting out an exaggerated sigh. "I'm on birth control, stud... remember? Plus, you're not exactly 'shooting blanks', if you know what I mean." Her hand cups his crotch more firmly through the fabric of his boxers, applying just enough pressure to send a shiver of pleasure down his spine. "So quit being such a worrywart and let's focus on what we really want... Okay?"

Keri giggles at his bold assertion and nods in agreement, feeling her heart race with anticipation. "I'm not worried... I want it all." She takes a step backward, giving him room to remove his shirt before walking over to the nearby couch and sitting down with her legs spread wide apart. "Come on, stud... show me what you got," she purrs, arching her back slightly as she invites him closer with a sensual smile.

Her breasts are practically begging for his touch; her nipples hardening to almost painful points against the supple skin of her chest. "You can have me anyway you want... just remember that the one who comes first loses." Her voice is low and husky, laced with a challenge that only serves to fuel the competitive fire burning brightly between them.

Her mouth goes dry as she watches him disrobe, revealing his hard, thick cock to her greedy eyes. She licks her lips slowly and looks up at him, a predatory glint in her green irises. "I knew you'd be big... just like I imagined." Her voice is breathy, almost hoarse with desire as she spreads her legs wider, inviting him closer with every flick of her hips.

As he approaches the couch, she reaches out and wraps one hand around his length, feeling the heat and the weight of him in her palm. With a soft moan, she guides him toward her wet entrance, positioning him at her entrance before arching her back again, thrusting her hips upward in an invitation to fill her completely. "Come on... show me what I've been missing." Her voice trembles with anticipation as she closes her eyes and braces herself for the inevitable invasion of his girth.

With a sharp breath, she digs her nails into the couch cushions as you push inside her, stretching her tight channel to accommodate your thickness. She groans loudly, arching her back further as you begin to thrust slowly in and out, forcing her legs wider apart with each deep stroke.

Her breasts jiggle and bounce with each movement, slapping against the fabric of the couch in perfect synchronization. "Fuck... that's good," she pants heavily, her eyelids fluttering shut as you push deeper inside her, claiming her with every powerful thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, amplifying their combined desires and driving them both closer to the edge.

Her fingers curl into fists in the couch fabric as she rides your cock like a bucking bronco, determined to be the last one standing. "Don't hold back... give it to me," she gasps out between ragged breaths, urging you onward with every word. Her hips lift and fall in perfect rhythm with yours, their bodies moving as one hungry creature seeking satisfaction.

Her cries echo through the room as you pin her legs up and begin to pound her with abandon. Overwhelmed by sensation, she feels herself lose control, her hips bucking wildly beneath your grip as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her nails scrape frantically against the couch in an attempt to find purchase, but all she can feel is the intense fullness inside of her and the strength radiating from Dan's body above hers.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, tears streaming down her face as she pushes back against you, meeting each of your powerful thrusts with equal determination. "Yes... yes..." she moans, close to the edge but far too caught up in the intense pleasure to even consider slowing down. She arches her neck and bares her throat, offering it to you in invitation as she comes undone beneath you, her inner muscles pulsing rhythmically around your cock in a tight grip that drives you both closer still to the brink.

"Don't... stop..." she whispers through clenched teeth, unable to look away from your face as their bodies writhe together in unrestrained passion. The air is thick with sweat and lust, amplifying every sound and sensation as they both race toward completion.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels you relentlessly pound her, filling every last inch inside of her with your thick cock. Her body is a tangle of limbs and heat, every nerve ending on fire as you bring them both closer to the edge. The tight grip of your arms around her hips only serve to heighten her senses further, making each thrust feel impossibly deep and satisfying.

Her vision begins to blur from the effort of keeping herself together as she fights for release, arching her back off the couch with every powerful stroke you give her. Her moans become desperate pleas for more as she feels herself starting to lose control, her muscles tensing in anticipation of the intense release that's building up inside of her.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, clawing at your skin as if seeking purchase against the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. "I'm close... I'm so fucking close..." she pants between ragged breaths, her voice little more than a hoarse whisper in the otherwise silent room.

With one final, thrust, you send her hurtling over the edge, her inner muscles clamping down around your cock as wave after wave of orgasm washes through her. She cries out your name and convulses beneath you, her entire body tensing as she reaches that long-anticipated release.

Finally, spent but not satisfied, you collapse atop her, pressing their bodies together in a sweaty, heaving mess of limbs and desire. The sound of heavy breathing fills the room as they both recover from the intense encounter, still caught up in the lingering aftershocks of pleasure coursing through them.

Keri laughs softly, more out of relief than humor, her

hand trailing up your chest to rest on your shoulder as she savors the post-coital bliss. "Well... looks like you won this time," she pants breathily, her lips curling into a satisfied smile despite the heavy weight of your body on top of hers. There's a sense of contentment washing over her that she hasn't felt in years, and it only fuels the desire for another round between them... eventually.

For now though, she luxuriates in the afterglow, relishing the feeling of being so thoroughly and satisfyingly used by someone who truly knows what they want from her - someone like Dan Sigsworth.

Keri giggles, arching her back slightly beneath him and reveling in the sensation of your weight pressing down on her. "Oh yeah... I can feel how much you gave me... It's going to take awhile for that all to go away." She draws circles against your chest with her fingertips, her gaze locked onto yours as she teases, "But don't worry... I think I can handle it. As long as we have plenty of time together later..." Her voice trails off suggestively, and a mischievous grin plays across her lips.

Her smile widens as you confirm your intentions. She nuzzles closer to your neck, nipping playfully at your skin and enjoying the feel of your warmth against hers. "I'm glad we can... We should do this more often, you know? Maybe even see where it leads us..." Her fingertips begin to wander lower, tracing lazy circles on your stomach before dipping beneath the elastic band of your boxers and teasing at the hair that curls around your navel. "What do you think?" She asks with a mischievous glint in her eye, feeling emboldened by their recent coupling.

Her body still feels the lingering effects of his thrusts deep inside her, and she relishes the thought of experiencing more of him soon. But for now, they have all the time in the world to enjoy each other's company... and maybe explore some of these newfound desires together.

Her heart skips a beat at the endearment, and she can feel herself blushing beneath your weight. She tilts her head up to meet your eyes again, their green depths filled with warmth and affection. "I know we should... It felt so right, being together like that..." Her hand travels lower still, teasing at the tip of your cock before wrapping around it, gently stroking from base to tip as she continues. "...and I think there's more where that came from." Her fingers move faster now, mimicking the rhythm of their bodies on the couch only moments ago. "Would you like me to prove it?" She asks with a smirk, her eyes sparkling with challenge and desire.

Her heart races as she waits for you to answer, her hand moving faster on your cock in anticipation. "Prove that I'm not just toying with you... That this isn't some silly game to me." She meets your gaze, holding it steady despite the pounding of her heart and the urge to close her eyes against the delicious sensations coursing through her body. "I want you to know how much I want you, Dan... And if you still feel like this after today... Maybe we can take things even further."

Her other hand slips between your legs, teasing at your entrance before cupping your balls gently in her palm. The contact sends a shiver of pleasure through her body as she squeezes lightly, enjoying the feel of your hardness against her skin. "So... what do you say?" She asks, breathless and hungry for your answer.

Her heart flutters at your words and her face flushes with pleasure. "Then you don't know how much it means to me that you feel that way," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers moving faster on your cock in response to the intensity of her feelings. She leans in closer, their bodies still pressed together tightly, her breasts flattened against his chest as her nipples brush teasingly against his skin.

"But you're right... maybe we should slow down and take things one step at a time." Her hand strokes your length slowly now, enjoying the feel of you growing harder beneath her touch. "We don't have to rush into anything if that's what you want," she murmurs, her lips grazing lightly across your jaw before continuing. "I trust you, Dan... and I want whatever happens between us to be perfect for both of us." She pauses, looking deep into his eyes and searching for any hint of doubt or uncertainty. "Because the truth is..." she swallows hard, feeling a lump forming in her throat "...the only thing I've ever truly wanted was someone like you... Someone who would love me no matter what."

Her fingers move faster once more, and with each stroke upward they seem to draw him closer to the edge. "I want us to be together... And if that means taking it slow or going fast... I'm game for anything as long as we're doing it together." Her voice trembles with emotion, a mix of desire, hope, and fear that she can barely contain.

With each passing moment, the intensity between them grows stronger, more palpable. She waits eagerly for his answer, wondering where this journey will take them both next.

Her lips part beneath yours, allowing your tongue to dance erotically with hers as you explore every curve and crevice of her mouth. As their tongues tangled and twisted together, she arches her back off the couch, pressing her body harder against yours in a desperate bid for more contact, more intimacy. Her hands slide up your back, digging into your shoulders as she moans softly against your lips, lost in the haze of passion and lust that surrounds them both.

The warmth between her legs increases as you continue to tease her expertly, and with each thrust of your hips, their bodies grind together in perfect harmony. The air is thick with the sound of heavy breathing and muffled moans as they lose themselves in this moment, uncaring about where it might lead them or what tomorrow might bring.

For now, there is only this... the heat of his skin against hers, the feel of his cock sliding effortlessly through her wet folds, promising endless pleasure and an escape from reality. Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you onward as she nears the brink again, aching for release beneath the relentless assault of your talented fingers.

With a keening cry, she comes apart in your arms once more, her body arching off the couch as wave after wave of pleasure ripples through her. She hangs limply against you for a moment, catching her breath and gathering her strength before slowly lowering herself back down onto the cushion. Her eyes meet yours, their gazes locked together in some silent pact to keep going no matter what the cost.

"You feel so good," she whispers, breathless from exertion and emotion alike. "I don't think I can ever get enough..." She