The Cottage - Chapters 1-3 - Sex Stories

The Cottage - Chapters 1-3

... have been stroking himself for more than a minute or two when he felt someone else climb onto the bed. Cam didn’t have to open his eyes to know it was Emily. But he did anyways, and was greeted by the same young woman from the bathroom, this time completely naked. Her hard nipples caressed his skin as she pulled herself up his chest, stopping as she came to gaze directly into his eyes. He could feel her heat against the head of his cock.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, perhaps trying to hold back tears, “I can’t help myself.”

Cam was paralyzed - he couldn’t figure out his next move. He was horny, he wanted to fuck this girl; but he was married, this was his cousin - and his wife, along with everyone else, could be home any second.

But Christ, he thought as he shot a glance down, she was beautiful. Her perky breasts showed the tan lines from their bikini top, her hips and crotch the tan lines from her bottoms. Her pussy, barely in view, appeared to be sparsely covered with light-brown pubic hair.

With a trembling hand she reached down and touched his thigh, passing her hand up to the base of his cock. It was the most careful and delicate of touches, like a gentle whisper against his skin. Her fingers met his, still firmly gripping his cock. Reluctantly, he pulled his hand away. The bed groaned as he shifted his weight.

She wrapped her fingers around his penis, feeling its warmth against her palm, a quick smile flashing across her face - she had never touched one ...

... before. Cam responded by flexing his hips upward, instinctively. Her delicate touch drove him wild. Emily began to stroke his cock with her hand, then, with slightly more confidence, brought her other hand to join in.

Cam was lost in ecstasy. He placed his hand on her soft, smooth skin and pulled at her shoulder, motioning her to turn over so her bum was in line with his face. Without words she obliged, still stroking his cock. Once in front of him, Cam parted her legs slightly and pushed his fingers into her pussy.

It was the tightest pussy he had ever felt. Luckily, it was dripping wet, otherwise he was certain that he would’ve been unable to fit more than the tip of his finger into her - but he managed to throw two in.

Emily couldn’t take it. She threw her head back, squinted, and began to moan - loudly, her mouth open wide - her body squeezing down hard on his fingers, her hips thrusting forward involuntarily.

Unable to focus, she released his cock.

“It… it tickles…” she panted.

With a force that surprised even him, Cam used his free hand to grab Emily by the back of the neck and pushed her open mouth down onto his cock. He was possessed by lust - he didn’t care who could come walking through that door - he was taking this girl right here, right now.

She gagged on his dick. He pulled her back up. She spat out saliva, her face and eyes now red. He just looked at her. She nodded feverishly, not bothering to look back at him - she knew what he wanted, what ...