Latest incest story: Bad Influence – Chapter 2.2
by Adrianne Van Houten
I hear them readying to leave downstairs. I speed up even more. Three, two, one… The moment I hear the front door slamming I jump off the treadmill and run right at Dirk. He’s just stood up when I push him down again, sit on him astride, and push my tongue down his throat.
We kiss; I start taking off his t-shirt.
Oh, yeah! My fuckin’ naughty cousin! He says in my face and squeezes my ass hard.
Shut up and take off your pants! I stand up and take off mine quickly, observing the bulge in his sports shorts the whole time. He takes his off too with one fast move; his cock’s out and it’s ready for action.
I push him again; he sits, and, for a moment, I hover my ass over him. He grabs his cock and aims it at my pussy while I slowly lower down myself onto him, looking into those self-confident eyes.
Like that fuckin’ King Kong? He says when the cock’s head is already between my pussy’s lips.
Don’t flatter yourself. I’ve had bigger. I reply, at the same moment pressing more and more, “Sss-uuuuuuh, yeaaaaah.” He doesn’t have much time for questions about that, while pleasure overtakes him.
Oh, fuck, sooo tight! Sooo tight! His cock slowly penetrates me. More and more is in, till finally, I can feel his thighs under my ass.
I start jumping slowly, soon my small twat is ready to be fucked at full speed at all angles by big pricks.
I’m riding him good, his face’s getting contorted.
Too much for you? Huh? I tease him.
Nooo.
Nooo? I ride him faster. “How about now?”
Nooo… He barely can utter anything.
Good boy. I slow down, “Now! That thing needs to visit my throat!” I unsaddle him. For a second I stand up before him, hands on my waist, loud exhale. Okay.
I get on my knees and start licking his prick. Oh, yeah! That’s that! The cock’s taste, sweat, and that flood from my pussy all over it.
Oh yeah! Suck that cock! He’s writhing in the seat, holding me by the hair. I hope he didn’notice that I like to get a little bit humiliated… that knowledge would give him too much power.
A moment later he’s fucking me from behind, with one of his legs on the bench; I hold on to the barbell. Everything’s wet.
He’s mumbling some things, “fuckin’, nympho, cousin.” I’m not even paying too much attention.
Yeah? Heh. Like that, huh?
Yeah! Love it!
Fuck your cousin’s tight pussy! I yell. “Yeah! Fuck it!”
He slaps my buttocks and immediately he starts groaning tiredly and slows down a notch like that was too much.
He cools down, and gathers his strength, his hands are testing the firmness of my ass, I know he’s looking right at my lovely bumhole. His fingers sweep there now and then.
Now, he’s ready again and speeds up. Oh, that’s nice!
Stick your thumb there– I instruct him, but don’t even finish the sentence when I feel he’s pushing his finger inside. That’s it; my body quivers, I scream in intervals, he screams too, but I barely hear it. I fall on the seat, exhausted, still feeling the drizzle of the rest of his sperm splattering on my lower back and ass. It feels not only like he sprayed his jizz in me, but I’ve gotten even wetter inside. He falls too, on a different bench; I hear him panting. For a moment I listen to see if somebody might have entered the house while we were screaming. No. Silence. It’s just my paranoia.
I’m exhausted and all sticky; from the sweat mostly, but not only the sweat. Still, I don’t feel fully satisfied. I could do it again, right now.
I wipe off the cum spots from the floor; Dirk, of course, is happy with the view: me, naked, taking care of his jizz. Hopefully, the gym isn’t the place I should be concerned about the smell of sex.
We hit the shower together, not wasting any time before my folks will be back.
We manage to even save some time. Waiting for them now, we start to lick our tongues again on the couch in the living room. They finally come back with the dishes from our favorite Thai restaurant.
Sooo, how is it goin’? My mom smiling angelically.
Um, good, good. We’ve just started… searching through the list of movies.
Oh, anything good you’d like to watch?
My dad goes with the food and the other groceries to the kitchen. Dirk helps him, not being even asked to. Meanwhile, my mom continues her lecture on Dirk being such a good boy here with us—as we can witness now—and how incredibly surprised were aunt Mary and uncle Louis when she told them about it.
***
It’s morning, I go downstairs to the front door hearing the bell; I’m still in my jammies, not even seeing properly yet. I know who’s ringing. I open the door. There’s Emma.
So! How’s fucking?
Shut up! I grab her by the arm and pull her inside.
Heh, so, where’s this little handler?
Sleeping. You’re early. Why?
I wanna borrow him.
Oh, so you lost hope for those new guys completely?
Yeah… that’s not what I’m looking for.
Bummer.
Turns out it’s really hard to find, you know, …pricks.
Pricks, you say… So, at the end, they were too soft?
Yeahh… fuckin’ posers. So, how about… him? And you? And me?
Heh, Emma, what a nymphomaniac.
I’m not a nymphomaniac! C’mon, Adrianne, I have fun with it. So do you. Sooo… In this case, should it be something like ‘nymphanatic’? Or! Nymfan? Huh?
You just made those up, didn’t you?
Hah! No! Actually, I made them up a week ago, just waited for the right occasion.
Clever. But actually… I lean over and whisper, though I know nobody’s around, “I barely can do anything with my parents around.” Now I look around, “I’m really grasping at straws here.”
Not enough time to let off all the steam, hmm? That’s tough… she’s pondering, really concerned.
Eh, yeah. I cross my arms. It weirdly looks like we are discussing really serious matters, and not the possibilities for fucking my younger cousin.
Someone’s coming.
Emma! Hi! It’s my dad.
Oh, good morning, Mr. Van Houten! How are you?
Good, good. Heard you’re parents are planning some big vacation next month?
Oh, Yeah! They are. Actually, they’ve just booked all the tickets. So, it’s certain now.
Are you going with them? my dad inquires.
No, no. I thought I could stay and let them have fun together for once. I’ll have the house to myself, see how it’s gonna be, all the responsibilities.
She gives me a fast knowing glance; my eyes must sparkle.
Oh, I’m sure you’re up to the task, heh. Just remember to clean it up after and I’m sure it will be all right. My dad jokes, and it’s because her and my parents don’t even mind us throwing parties… since we just do not throw parties, and they really do think we are so good and clean and we do things in moderation… so if we throw a party it would be more of a silly, little gathering of nerds talking all evening about Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter. But to be fair we worked really hard for their naivete.
My dad continues, “Oh! Um, speaking of which, Adrianne, listen, we have to attend a conference tomorrow, so tomorrow you would be alone with Dirk, we’ll be back the following morning.” Again Emma and I exchange fast glances . (Yes! A gift of fate! Thank you universe, you must love us!) “Of course we wouldn’t miss your birthday, honey. But that’s only if you don’t mind taking care of Dirk tomorrow? Because one of us could stay–”
Oh, you can both go! Really! Of course, I can handle him! Easy. For a moment I’m afraid it sounded overenthusiastic.
Oh! Great! Just don’t throw any parties! He winks at me and Emma (Oh, dad…) and adds, “…you know, even a little one , may not be good for Dirk yet.”
Of course not, when did I ever throw a party?
Oh, well, I’m just saying. He smiles.
I heard Dirk’s doing very good? Emma throws in.
Yeah, he’s great actually; he’s got really mellow, he’s more polite, he’s helping here at home. So, I guess it’s just a matter of the right environment. Too bad not every kid has a chance.
Emma again gives me a fast glance. My dad excuses us and leaves.
So, the whole thing resolved itself, Emma says happily, now she’s crossing her arms.
I nod, thinking ahead about what awaits Dirk and his cock tomorrow.
Assholes always have all the luck, I think out loud.
***
It’s evening Anticipation. Tomorrow can be a good, good day. In the meantime, I find the time to suck his cock when we’re playing games, while parents are in the garden. It feels a bit risky, but I’m too horny.
He’s still playing on the Xbox, while I am massaging his dick with my tongue, lips, and teeth, lightly scraping them over the head of his cock. Drives him wild.
He’s sighing louder and louder.; oh, he’s enjoying this very much. But he still has no idea what will happen tomorrow, never told him. We’re gonna fuckin’ rape him, and tear his fuckin’ cock apart, milk the last drop out of him, he won’t cum for a whole month after we are done with him. These thoughts get me so excited I don’t even realize how deep and fast I’m going, nor that he’s stopped playing and only holds the pad in his hands while sighing with his eyes closed. He cums in my throat, it takes me by surprise a little; I almost choke on it.
Later, I take one more chance when my parents go for a jog. I observe them through a window. And when they disappear around the corner I get naked and run through the whole house downstairs, find him in the pool.
He sees me from under the water; I’m standing naked with my hands on my waist. His head emerges from the water and he swims to the ladder, fast. I see a nice chub already. He comes out of the pool and tugs down his trunks.
I go on my knees and open my mouth before he even comes to me; he just shoves it in right away. I suck the purple head, then I give his cock a few loud kisses, but six is enough.
Lie down! I order him. He obeys. Around him I can be assertive; normally I’m pretty meek around confident guys and do what they tell me to do, not the other way around.
We try 69 at the edge of the pool. It gets too intense to continue for very long.
So next, he fucks me doggy-style on the edge of the pool. After all that training from me, he can set a pretty nice pace. I’m writhing, while he’s railing me. Oh, yes! That’s good!
Finally, I ask him to cum in my mouth but that vision instantly makes him cum in my twat. It’s too good, he still has to learn.
Now he walks around with his cock half-flaccid, mumbling some bullshit under his breath, guffawing the whole time. And I just respond sarcastically at everything, standing there naked, cum dripping down my thighs.
His phone rings. He picks it up. “Hello, you fuck! He-he!” He says loudly. That must be one of his pals. „Oh, I’ll tell you how’s my muthafuckin’ detention! I’ve just cum in my cousin’s sweet little pussy! Yeah! Yeah! How about that muthafucka?! –Hah! –Yeah? Wanna talk to her? Here–” He comes to me with a big grin on his face.
I take the phone from him. And I throw it at the wall as hard as I can. It smashes into bits. Some of them fall into the pool.
Hey! What the fuck!?
He didn’t expect that from his geeky cousin.
Don’t worry. I’m sure your daddy’s gonna buy you a new one. He still looks at me in disbelief. “Heh, what?” I say, now my smile grows bigger, “You’re gonna tell on me?”
Later, after getting rid of the cum from my legs and putting clothes on, I go through the pieces of his phone; he didn’t bother cleaning it up. I take it with me, later maybe I’ll smash it with a hammer, and that should resolve my problem with the photos I hope… Too bad I didn’t think about doing that sooner. But something tells me he was too lazy to copy them anywhere.
***
At the dinner table he sits next to me, across from my parents; while he’s eating I wrap my hand around his balls and squeeze. He almost jumps, and his eyes get very wide.
Then I say quietly, “Phone.” He puts down his fork and tells my parents that he dropped it and it smashed it smashed into bits.
Butterfingers! I say, just beaming with delight, “You have to be more careful.” I take my hand off his crotch and stroke his lap; he looks at me funny.
Don’t worry, Dirk. I’ll call your dad tomorrow and tell him you lost it. Says my dad, wiping his lips with the napkin.
Yeah, he is learning fast; just needed the right approach….
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Parent Post: Bad Influence – by Adrianne Van Houten
- Bad Influence - Chapter 1.2
- Bad Influence - Chapter 2.1
- Bad Influence - Chapter 2.2
- Bad Influence - Chapter 3.1
- Bad Influence - Chapter 3.2
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