My cousin Bailey - Sex Stories

My cousin Bailey

... out of her, his entire length disappearing into her tiny core. The visual spectacle heightened the intensity, each movement powerful and unrestrained. “I have fantasized about this moment and now that it's here, I will take what's mine.” In that intimate space, time seemed to slow, allowing the profound intensity of their union to unfold.

Locked in an intense gaze with Chad, Bailey stared into the familiar face she had known since childhood. The boyish face of her cousin, a boy who was always there for her, had transformed into a lover, fucking her into absolute bliss. His bronzed skin, dirty blond hair, and chiseled chest painted a new image of the man who had always supported and protected her.

In a husky whisper, he said "You're so beautiful, Bailey." His licentious gaze met hers, their shared history and the taboo of the moment adding a layer of intensity.

With each powerful thrust, Chad claimed her, stretching her not just physically but emotionally, blurring the lines of what was right. As she took in his length, Bailey found herself unraveling the tapestry of their shared history. Caught in the whirlwind of sensations and emotions, confessed, "Chad, I can't believe we're finally doing this. I…I have wanted you to notice me, to want me, for so long."

As Chad continued his rhythmic movements, their bodies moved in unison. Chad's eyes wandered over Bailey's soft, yielding flesh, absorbing every detail of their intimate union. Sweat built as the heat of their ...

... movement rose, meeting the torrent of desire they shared. Bailey's moans filled the air, a crescendo of pleasure echoing through the room. Whispering in her ear, "Do you feel noticed now, Bailey? Do you feel how much I want you?"

“Yes! I feel you! I feel every inch of you!” Bailey screamed, her hands grabbing hold of his hips, pulling him into her. Her arms pressed her milky white breasts together, bouncing with each movement, matching the rhythmic squeaks of the bed frame. Her bright pink nipples beckoned for him.

Chad kissed her passionately, her lips opening to welcome him. Their tongues danced in a forbidden embrace that solidified their shared passion and connection. His hand cupped her full breasts, yielding to his touch, his fingers gripping her nipples, twisting and pulling them before his mouth descended to suck on them. The sounds of pleasure intensified as he lavished attention on her.

As Bailey's moans reached a crescendo, Chad's hand held hers hands above her head, their fingers weaving together, as he asserted control. His teeth grazed her neck, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake. His body hovered above her while his hips moved with increasing speed and power, nailing her to the bed. Chad's commanding presence fueled a newfound surrender within Bailey. The rhythmic thrust of his hips intensified her pleasure, and her delighted squeals echoed in the room. Chad's voice resonated with authority. "Is that what you like Bailey! You like it when a man ...