Yasmin crashed my birthday trip. Chapter 3 [Incest] [MF] [Masturbation]

This is a fictional story. All characters are 18+. I’m not a writer so my writing style isn’t perfect.

Kam was too drunk to remember Yasmin catching him moaning her name while fucking a Moroccan girl. Kam tries to recall the night before as more trouble ensues.

*It’s worth reading Chapter 1 & 2 if you haven’t already.* [Chapter 1 & 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/narsdx/comments/t2202c/yasmin_crashed_my_birthday_trip_chapter_1_2)

*Chapter 3*

My head is killing. How much did I have to drink last night? I stumble out of bed, I’m thirsty asf. I make my way to the kitchen to get some water. As I’m walking by the living room I see Ryan crashed out on the couch. I grab my water and take a selfie with him passed out. I’m starting to come to my senses, but what the fuck happened last night? I splash some water on Ryan’s face. He jumps up “wtf bro leave me alone!”

I check my phone, it’s filled with notifications. 12 missed calls from Ryan. Fuck I must’ve ditched him for that Moroccan chick. Ah shit I feel bad, the last text from him says “the pussy better be worth it”. I start to recall more of last night, what happened to the Moroccan girl though? I just remember having a great fucking night and nutting hard asf. Text from unknown number. “Hey sorry I had to leave early, I had fun though. Next time tell your cousin to fuck off!!”

She must’ve snuck out while I was passed out, I save her number as “Moroccan girl 1”. What the fuck did Ryan do to piss her off? Yasmin walks through the front door, “wake the fuck up Ryan”, she threw a McDonald’s bag at Ryan. I’m so hungover, I need some food. “Where’s mine Yaz?”, “Fuck you Kam, don’t talk to me!”.
I’m so confused, what’s her problem. I try to grab Ryan’s bag, he opens one eye and tells me “don’t you dare! You ditched me, snake”. Ryan gets up and starts to look through the McDonald’s bag. I respond “where the fuck did you go?” adding “and what did you to my bitch, she’s pissed”. “What are you talking about dumbass?”, Ryan said as he walked towards the bathroom, “don’t touch my food, I’m jumping in the shower”. So I grabbed the bag and started eating his remaining fries, I’m starting to feel a little better and I suddenly think “fuck! did I nut in that bitch last night?”. I hear some noises from Yasmin’s room so I get up to check if she’s good.

I open her door and I’m stunned. My baby cousin. Bare naked. Her blonde, long hair swinging back and forth. Her perfectly shaped thick ass in the air. A pillow between her thick caramel legs, she’s fucking her pillow! My cock is instantly hard. She’s watching a video on her laptop with airpods in. I can’t make out what she’s watching, it’s too dark. She’s humping her pillow harder and faster. Oh my god, she’s perfect. She’s really enjoying her self, really fucking that pillow. Her back is perfectly toned, but I can’t stop trying to get a glimpse of her pussy from behind. It didn’t matter though, cause her tight brown ass hole was fully exposed.

My cock is throbbing. I can’t help but touch it through my shorts. I can feel precum leaking into my boxers, idc as I keep watching this petite, perfectly shaped teen fuck her pillow with a purpose. She’s trying to hold back her moans as she’s grinding her pillow harder. Suddenly, her hand appears between her pussy and pillow. Her two middle fingers melting straight into her soaking pussy as she keeps speeding up. Her legs start to shake, my baby cousin needs to cum. Her body is shuddering, she can’t help but let out a long “Fuckkkk”. She’s fingering her creamy wet pussy harder and harder visibly reaching climax. She lets out a final moan as she gently humps to a stop. I just saw my cousin Yasmin reach pure bliss. She closes the laptop, takes her sticky cum covered fingers out of her tight pussy, they go straight for her mouth as she turns over to lie down.

“WHAT THE FUCK KAM!!”, fuck. I was so lost in the moment I forgot I was standing in my cousin’s room, rock hard, watching her totally exposed. She threw the pillow at me as she tried to cover herself, I caught the pillow and came straight to my senses. I looked so stupid, “I’m– sorry”. I ran to the couch. Fuck! Ryan’s coming out of the shower and I got a raging erection. I use the pillow to cover my stiffy as he talks to me while getting ready.

“Kam you absolute dickhead, did you finish my fries?” I’m still fucked up with the sight of his sister fully exposed. I gotta joke it off and tell him I’ll buy him lunch. “Nah, I’m good. You ain’t the only one who pulled last night. I’m meeting her for lunch now” he says as he’s rushing to get ready. “Wait, no. You can’t leave me alone on my birthday” I say, terrified of being confronted by his sister. “Karma bitch. I’ll be back soon, fuck around with Yaz” he said as he walked out the door.

I feel terrible, I feel like I betrayed my cousin. I feel like I violated his sister. But my dick won’t stop throbbing. I lift up the pillow to get access to my dick. That’s when I notice, there’s a wet patch on the pillow. An instant pulse shot through my cock, my mind can’t stop picturing Yasmin fucking this pillow. Without realising it, the pillow was up to my nose and I was trying to get any hint of her. God, I feel like I’m between her legs, I start to lick the pillow. My dick can’t take much more. My shorts come off. I position my dick on the wet spot, and I start humping the pillow. Oh my god, how am I so infatuated with this girl. I thrust into the pillow harder, I can almost feel the warmth of her pussy. I can’t control myself, I can feel my cock is ready to explode. I fuck the pillow harder and faster, my cock starts spurting thick ropes of cum. Our juices mixing into this pillow cover. I shoot 6 thick ropes of cum and keep humping the wet pillow as I’m going soft. Immediately, regret kicks in as I realise what I’ve done, what if she asks for the pillow back? I try to mix in the cum with her juices in hopes she might not notice.

I hear movement from Yasmin, I get myself together and start scrolling through Instagram. Yasmin walks out of her room, hair tied, sweat pants and a hoodie. “Can we talk?”

To be continued…

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