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Subject: My cousin fucks me in my sleep (5) I read every single one of your email feedbacks and I appreciate it so much. You guys motivate me to continue, and I hope you’ll keep reading! Also, please consider donating to this amazing platform, so that we can continue reading free pieces like this! You can donate at fty/donate.html. Things between me and Mason somehow changed after what happened. He’d become even more affectionate and needy every time he had the chance. He would always lock me in a tight bear hug more times a day than I could count. His manly musk mixed with his shower gel never fails to drive me insane, and he sheepishly smiles every time he catches me blushing after each embrace. Though, there is one thing I couldn’t quite put together. He never made an effort to ask even so much as to suggest doing something sexual with me again even if we had all the chance in the world. Celine and Andrew would always tag along with the parents when grocery shopping, and Mason would act like I’m not even in the same room with him when we were alone at the house. I could see him stealing glances every now and then but he immediately snaps his head to another direction when I look back at him. It’s as if he’s avoiding excessive physical contact with me whenever we’re alone. He never hugs me like he does every time when the parents and kids are out but goes back to his normal clingy self when they return. I was peacefully eating my cereal on the sofa, watching Rick and Morty while Celine, Andrew, and the parents are gearing up for their morning jog. “Kyle, are you really not coming with us? Your baby fat is starting to come back, you know.”, my dad said. I looked him fiercely in the eyes and shifted my attention to my tummy which is perfectly flat and sexy. “No dad, I’m not in the mood to go for a jog right now. Maybe I’ll join you guys next time.” They went off and I was so distracted by what I was watching that I didn’t notice Mason walking down the stairs. I was in a goofy position at the sofa, lying down with my leg dangling over the headrest, exposing my thighs to Mason. I don’t know how long he stayed at the foot of the stairs but he was staring at my position with his hard as a rock pole pointing up at the ceiling, desperately trying to release itself from his boxers. He covered his crotch and went to the kitchen. I followed him and as he was pouring milk into a glass, I hugged him from behind. He jumped back from shock, almost spilling his milk, and I could feel his body tense like he was uncomfortable. “Morning, Mase. What do you wanna do today?” I asked, not letting go from my gölcük escort bayan hug. He set his glass down and returned the hug, making a subtle effort to shield my stomach with his hands from his raging dick. I’ve been craving his thick meat for so long but I refuse to be the one to initiate because I don’t want him to think that I have nothing in my mind but sex. “Morning, Ky. I guess I wanna play basketball today, what do you think?” he headed to the stool by the kitchen island, and patted the seat next to him. “Alright, I’ll call Jacob and Raffy then. We can invite them over for a sleepover too, if you’re down.” I suggest. He was stoic and I couldn’t read his emotions but he agreed nonetheless. He stood up and tugged me towards the sofa in the living room. He sat, with his legs apart, exposing his thick member that rested sideways reaching his right hip. He patted his leg as if inviting me to sit on him. I felt nervous and excited at the same time. I sat on him and pressed my bubble butt against his raging boner, earning a low grunt from Mason. He hugged me from the back and planted trails of kisses from the back of my neck to my jaw, then my ear. He started grinding and humping, and his moans wafted in my ears making every hair on my body rise. He lifted me by my thighs with little effort and undressed both of our boxers, and continued to glide his hard member against my crack. He held me by my hips, setting the rhythm of his thrusts, and telling me that he is in control. “M-Mason… Fuck me, please…” I whisper. Mason stopped moving. “Fuck.” he said as he stood straight up and carried me bridal style up the stairs. He jolted as fast as he could until we reached the door to my room and practically threw me into the bed on my back as he hastily undressed. He grabbed me by the hips and pulled me so that my ass was dangling off the bedside. He parted my legs and hoisted them to the air, grabbing the back of my knees and guiding it to my shoulders. “M-Mason, please fuck me… Please…” I was desperate to be filled, I didn’t know how much I needed him inside me until now. “Patience, baby.” I felt his breath tickle my butthole, and then his slick tongue started rimming me in swift circular motions. The pleasure I felt just from that was inexplicable. I couldn’t stop myself from uttering his name in desperate pleas. He thrusted his tongue in my ass and stretched my walls in every direction, diving as deep as he could possibly go. I was in euphoria. For a moment, I felt like every nerve of my body was at my ass and Mason was gliding his slick and supple tongue kocaeli otele gelen escort against the walls of my flesh. “Mason, I-I’m….” In a snappy movement, he thrusted so deep, I couldn’t stop myself from my climax. I clawed through the bedsheet and threw my head back, trying to desperately control the intense feeling. “Baby… Sorry, I won’t be able to stop myself now.” Kyle said as his eyes burned through mine with hunger and desperation. He hung the back of my knees on his shoulders and positioned his dick until the snout poked through my entrance. He couldn’t find his way in, and he was so focused that it made me laugh a bit. He looked at me and smirked. “I’ve been thinking about doing this for so long, Ky. I think about dominating you like this every single night.” he said. “T-Then, why did you only do it now…” I asked, looking at him straight in the eyes. He was visibly confused by my question. “I didn’t want you to think that it was all I could think of when I’m with you. I didn’t want to ruin whatever we have, even if every time I see you, I just want to rip off your shorts and fuck you on the spot..” his eyes were sad, studying mine. After a few seconds, he went back to pinpointing his member against my butthole until the head started to slide in. There was a bit of friction, so Mason spat on his hand and coated his dickhead and my asshole with his spit. It glided easier this time around and the familiar pang of pain crippled my bottom once again. I scrunched up my face, and Mason stopped his entrance, visibly worried. “Baby, are you okay? Do you want me to stop?” he spoke to me so carefully, like I was the most fragile thing in the world. My heart is full, and I just want him to plow me so bad. “No, Mason. Please continue.” He planted a soft kiss on my knee and continued to gradually inch his way deeper inside of me. The pain was as excruciating as the first time, but I could handle it so much better because he healed me with his passionate kisses. He was holding my gaze while caressing my side, and I realized right then that I was deeply in love with Mason. He was all that I could think of day and night, and every time was with him, my thoughts were filled with rainbows and happiness. His clingy self has been a part of my life now, especially when he does the sweetest things that make me forget about our being cousins. I’m so attached to him that when the thought of him leaving by the nearing end of the summer passed through my mind, my heart tugged at me and I felt warm tears pooling behind my eyes. Mason stopped and wiped the kocaeli sınırsız escort tears from my eyes with a worried look. “Kyle, are you sure you don’t want me to stop? You’re in a lot of pain, baby… I don’t want to cause you pain.” Mason, if you only knew how you’re hurting me without even trying. You entered my life and changed it forever, and I just know that I’ll self-destruct when the time comes that you would have to leave. “Please go on, Mase. Please… I want you so bad.” Warm tears fell down my temples, as Mason plowed my ass until I felt the thin patches of his pubes tickle my behind. “Kyle, I…” he paused and looked at me, thinking about whatever it is that he’s about to say. “I really…” he gives up and just starts to slowly fuck my insides. I start to gradually adjust to the feeling of his dick filling me up. Looking at the eyes of the man that I love while we’re passionately making love made me forget about all the pain that I’m experiencing. After a while, his thrusts became smoother and the friction considerably lessened, until he thrusted so deep, he notched a spot that drove me insane. I felt like he touched my core and I found myself rolling my eyes back in intense pleasure. Mason built up his pace and every time he thrusts in, he hits that same spot, making me slither uncontrollably as the feeling is just way too intense. “M-Maaasonnn… Uhhhhh… Ahhhhh… Mason p-please!” Mason’s eyes were shut tight and his head was held back, trying to stifle his moans. He tensed as his pace began to work up until he went as fast as humanly possible. Each thrust went so deep and so fast, that Mason couldn’t silence himself anymore as he grunted in satisfaction. Every thrust of his tickled my insides until I felt the build up in my prostate. “M-M-Mase.. I-I’mmmm cu–mming..” I said, pausing every time he interrupts me with his thrusts.” He slid my right leg off his shoulders and went straight for my lips as we shared our very first kiss. It was all that I had imagined. His plump lips pressed hard against mine as he moaned in rhythm. “Me. too. Fuck. Ahhh. ahh. here. I. go, Ky.” He said in between kisses and then slid his tongue in my mouth. With a final slam, he bursted his thick nut inside of me, filling me with his warm essence all over. Mason and I panted in exhaustion as he collapsed on top of me, his head resting over the crevice of my neck. He pulled his still hard cock out, and a splurge of his thick cum came out of it, flowing like syrup to the bed. Mason was saying something but I couldn’t understand anything he was saying. I tousled his hair playingly and rubbed his back. He nested himself on top of me, caging me in between his forearms as he looked down on me. “Kyle,” he said, shifting his gaze between both of my eyes. I gulp and feel my heartbeat steadily rise. “I lo–” he sighs and buries his face on my neck, as I allowed the peaceful moment to lull me to sleep.

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