My cousin and I are practically brothers. We’re close in age and live nearby, so we spent a lot of time together. But as we got older, we developed some rifts – small personality issues that grew into big old problems.
Every Thanksgiving, he’d show up with a different girlfriend, and we’d be forced to make her feel like part of the family. But the girls always had a good head on their shoulder and felt like they were being used.
Then, he started dating Janet – this toxic bitch everyone hated. She played along with his games and soon, they were both using everyone in the family to get attention. I saw through her. She could tell. She could tell I loathed her. And this drove her MAD.
She’d do anything to try to win me over. If I was hungry, she’d make me something to eat. If I was going to the store, she’d accompany me so I didn’t have to go alone. If I was shoveling snow off the car, she’d insist on helping. And I’d always use her for the help and then go right back to blowing her off.
This made Janet go CRAZY. One afternoon, when the family was out sledding, I stayed back to take a bath. It was cold outside. I needed the alone time. I had no idea Janet had stayed back, too.
A few minutes into my bath, the door swung open and Janet rushed to the toilet, yanked her pants off and began to pee right in front of me.
“Uh, hello?” I said.
She pretended to be alarmed and felt horrible, throwing out a dozen fake apologies about how she hadn’t seen me and didn’t know I was in the tub. All B.S.
She knew. Here’s the thing, despite her wicked ways, Janet was stunning. She was Emily Blunt’s twin. Gorgeous. Wickedly sexy. And I inched myself up in the tub and watched her finish peeing.
I knew it didn’t make her uncomfortable. She wiped, locking eyes with me.
“All done,” she said as she stood up.
“You know,” I said. “This bath tub is pretty big. Big enough for, like, two people. Even three, maybe.”
“Yeah?” She asked.
“Mm-hmm,” I said, dipping my right arm under the water and guiding it towards my cock, which was rock hard and peaking out over the top of the water. She bit her bottom lip.
Janet knew. This was it. This was her way in.
She stood, staring at me for a moment, and so I stared right back until she she shook her head and groaned.
“Fuck it,” she said as she stripped off her clothes and leapt into the tub with me. She wrapped her hand around my cock and began to jerk me off.
I leaned back, relaxing.
“You like it?” She asked.
“Mm-hmm,” I groaned as her slippery wet hands stroked my hard cock faster and faster.
“Suck it,” I said.
She put my cock in her mouth and began to lick and suck the tip – the only bit that wasn’t submerged in the warm bath water.
“Deeper,” I said, reaching out and pinching her nostrils so she wouldn’t drown. She wrapped her lips around my cock and inched her head lower and lower until she was half submerged herself, my cock all the way in the back of her throat.
“Good girl,” I moaned as she pulled me from her throat, gagging and coughing.
“Sit up,” I ordered.
I stood and gripped onto the sides of her head, tugging her hair slightly as I shoved my dick into her mouth and pumped away with intensity.
I hated Janet. I always hated her. And I think, deep down, she hated me, too. Or at least hated that she couldn’t win me over.
I slammed my cock into her throat as her mascara ran down her cheeks. Saliva gushed out of her throat and ran down her large, perky tits.
“Choke,” I ordered as she coughed and spat up more and more saliva.
I noticed she’d begun rubbing her clit under the water.
“Stop,” I ordered. “This isn’t about you. This is about me.”
“Yes, sir,” she said with a giggle.
I pulled my cock from her throat and stood back.
“Open your mouth and keep it open,” I said.
She did as instructed, watching. Waiting. Standing in the warm bath water, I aimed my cock towards her face and released a steady stream of piss, filling her mouth.
“Swallow,” I said as I held it in. She gulped and I resumed peeing into her mouth until it was full a second time.
“Swallow,” I said. She gulped and cringed.
I soaked her face and hair in piss and ordered her out of the tub. She got onto her hands and knees on the thick bath mat and I spat on her asshole.
“Oh,” she said, kind of fearful of what was next. I slid a finger into her pink, bare asshole and pushed it in until it was all the way inside of her.
“Ow,” she said quietly.
I wiggled my finger around, spitting a second time and pulling my finger out, faster than I should have.
“Ah!” She shouted.
“Hurts?” I asked.
“No,” she said. “I just don’t want to … you know.”
I nodded and pressed my hard cock into her closed asshole, pressing, pushing until the tip was inside of her. She gripped the carpet.
“Spit again,” she begged.
I spat on my cock, lubing it up a little more before pushing my cock into her asshole. I pushed until every inch of me was inside of her and then I pumped. Slow at first, but gradually faster and faster.
“You like it?” I asked.
“Uh-huh,” she moaned.
“Rub your clit,” I ordered.
She leaned onto her right shoulder, sticking her ass higher into the air and fingered herself, rubbing her clit as her pussy got wetter and wetter.
“Do you like my asshole?” She asked.
“I love it.”
“I’m gonna cum!” She screamed as her asshole clenched around my cock as she brought herself to orgasm.
“On your knees!” I shouted.
She hesitated.
“Do it,” I said.
She turned and faced me and opened her mouth.
I smiled as I stroked my cock. She watched.
“Give it to me, baby. I want it. All of it.”
I sped up, stroking harder. Faster. And then, I stepped forward and released a thick glob of white cum across her face. A second rope of cum splattered onto her tongue. A third rope shot in her eye and a fourth landed on her breasts. She swallowed the cum that had landed in her mouth.
“Clean up,” I said as I got back into the tub. I watched Janet get into the separate shower stall, turn on the water and wash away the evidence.
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