Blake Garfield - Cousin in bondage

Amy Wells decided that things had definitely gotten out of hand. She'd come here in a slinky black dress, fiery red stockings and garters to tease her cousin just one last time before she got married. Throughout their adolescence Amy had teased Glen, flaunting her hot, sexy body in front of him in the most revealing clothes she could find, driving him insane with fuck lust.

Amy had never liked men very much, but she'd known, from the time she was very young, that she could use her sexy body to get what she wanted from them. And she had tried most of her tricks out on her cousin Glen before she'd put them to use on the men in her life. Tomorrow, she was going to marry a rich little wimp she'd completely enchanted with her beautiful face and sleek, slender body. And the little tricks she'd used to snare the jerk she'd learned as a child teasing her cousin.

So tonight she had come to see her good looking cousin one last time. She'd put, on a slinky black silk dress and bright red garters. The fabric was sexy to the touch and clung to her sexy, slender body like a second skin. It outlined her nipples, made her tits look bigger, made her legs look longer. She had wanted to look good for the last time she'd tease Glen.

After she got married, she wouldn't permit herself this kind if unladylike behavior, but she couldn't resist driving her handsome cousin out of his mind with lust this one last time. She'd always gotten such a thrill at the brush of his huge hard on, the thought of him jerking off after she was through with him. She hated the idea of fucking with a man, but she loved the thought of all those gallons of jism Glen had spurted beating off after her visits over the years.

So she'd wanted tonight to be special. She'd even brought up the wrestling matches they used to when they were kids. Maybe that had been her mistake, because after that things seemed to have progressed on their own. The next thing she'd known, she was challenging Glen to a wrestling match, and he had a strange look in his eyes when he accepted. Two minutes later she was flat on her back, her silky dress biked up and pulled down to reveal far too much heaving tit and heated thigh. Glen had both her hands pinned effortlessly together above her head. Now, Amy realized with a touch of shock, he was tying them to something. With a brazen, lusting grin, he grabbed her waist.

Amy was certainly worth grabbing at. She was a tall girl, close to six feet, with a creamy, olive complexion. She had big brown eyes and aristocratic features. Her neck was long and delicately thin. Her jet black hair flowed down almost to her ass.

Her tits were large and round and pointy. Her waist was small enough for Glen to completely encircle it with his fingers and her hips were slim, curving out gently to lead to long, shapely legs that seemed to go on forever.

"Let me up," Amy ordered coldly fixing her cousin with a stony stare.

Her breath caught when she felt something huge and hot pulsing against her satin covered thigh. She'd forgotten how huge Glen's cock was.

"This has gone too far. I am your cousin, and I'm about to be married. This doesn't look right."

"You're a fucking cock teaser," Glen replied. His free hand slipped beneath her to squeeze the hard cheeks of her ass. "And I've had a hard on almost a decade waiting for you. Cousin, before you get to that limp fuck of a husband you're marrying, you're going to be mine for a while."

"We're cousins, Glen!"

Glen leaned forward and clamped his mouth tightly over hers. She squirmed beneath him, but she had the feeling that this was one wrestling match with her cousin that she was going to lose.

"Don't fight me," Glen whispered to her. "You've been teasing me since we were kids, rubbing your hot little body against me. Every time you could manage it, you rubbed those pointy tits and that sexy ass against me. Now you're getting married, so this is my last chance to fuck you. And you want it too, bitch. You don't shake your ass for cock for ten years unless you want it."

Amy stared up into Glen's lusting brown eyes and found she couldn't refuse him. She nodded her head as if in a trance and Glen pulled her silky dress up to her waist.

"This is it, Amy," he whispered. "You've got a beautiful fucking cunt. I've never seen a sweeter looking pussy than yours."

Glen pulled Amy's tight, pink pussy lips tenderly apart, revealing the pinker, wetter flesh inside. Her pussy hair was the same lustrous black as the hair on her head, every bit as smooth and silky. He lowered his mouth on that thick, silky cunt mound. His tongue began to wash her shiny black pussy hair.

"Oooooh!" Amy moaned at the first touch of his lips and fingers.

She couldn't believe how good his mouth felt. She was humiliated at responding to him this way, but she wondered how wrong it would really be if her cousin fucked her just this once. After that she'd never let him touch her again, of course. After all, he'd tied her up. This was almost rape.

Glen pulled Amy's tight cunt slit open, peeling back the outer lips of her cunt and revealing the dancing bud of her clit. Amy's cunt squirmed at his touch, and she clenched her ass tightly against the unbidden wave of pleasure.

"Oh hell damn shit piss crap," Amy stuttered as Glen's lips settled over her pussy. "Don't do that, oh, you're not going to do that… you bastard, you can't suck my… oh, suck my cunt!"

Glen was already doing that. His lips smooched aver her cunt's outer lips, his teeth munched playfully across the more tender flesh inside. And his tongue was doing a rapid dance over her clit, driving her wild. Amy clamped her stocking sheathed thighs tight around his head and surged her hips up off the floor, trying to jam more of her heated cunt flesh into his mouth. Glen rode with her violent jerking, burying his face deeper into her juicing cunt, sinking his nose into her wet, pink pussy silt.

"Oh shit," Amy moaned. "I've never felt anything like this. Oh shit, what are you doing? How do you do that? Oh shit, what are you doing to me?"

Glen was snorting into her pussy, blowing air through his nose against her cunt. His tongue was lapping deep inside her, covering every inch of her cunt with his spit. Her pussy was getting sloppy now, pouring thick juice as her excitement grew. Glen was sucking off most of the excess cunt juice, but enough was escaping him to make the juncture of her thighs glisten.

"Oh you're making me cum! You're making me cum, you dirty bastard." It was so fucking good. Amy had never felt anything like this in her life. "I want you! I've always wanted you, you mother fucker!"

Glen didn't answer. He just kept slobbering all over her pussy. Without warning, he drilled a finger up the tiny bud of her asshole. A moment later he slipped two fingers up her slippery cunt. Now he was really making a mess of her, fingering and licking and biting and kissing her all at once. It was more than she could take.

Amy squealed, thrashing her head from side to side, batting at Glen's head with her quivering thighs. Her pussy juice rolled out over her cunt lips and wet the floor beneath her. Her hips gyrated inches above the ground. She was cumming hard.

At the very height of her excitement, Glen slipped a second finger up her asshole and twisted his fingers in her cunt to pinch her clit. Amy went out of her mind. Her climax seemed to go on forever, and when it finally did end, she sank to the floor in a sweating, quivering, exhausted mass.

"Oh, Glen, that was just great!" Amy moaned weakly, brushing his head with her heated thighs, twisting her hands against the ropes he'd tied them with. "You know, I could almost forgive you for what you did. Almost, but not quite."