Something to be Thankful for
Introduction:
These stories are all fantasy. Don’t try to turn fantasies into reality and ruin people’s lives.
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She had just turned eighteen and she was smoking hot. Long, wavy black hair than hung halfway down her back, plump lips, sexy brown eyes, an adorable little button nose, little B cup titties that would just be enough for a handful, a slender waist, and an ass that looked very spankable.
He walked downstairs and found his mom in the kitchen, cooking up a storm. “Anything I can help with”, he asked after hugging her. She handed him a bowl with potatoes that needed to be mashed and pointed to a counter. He smiled, knowing this would be the perfect opportunity to enact his plan.
As he mashed the potatoes, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a baggie full of powder. It was a powerful aphrodisiac he had brought to make sure Jenny would appreciate his advances. He opened the bag and grabbed a generous handful, which he promptly mixed into the potatoes.
Over the next few hours, he managed to get the powder into most of the food that would be served today. He and his mother finished cooking just as the rest of the family began to arrive.
He entered the crowded living room and quickly found Jenny. She was pretty hard to miss, in those tight yoga pants that showed off a sexy camel toe and that top that proved she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Hi”, he said as he walked over. “I don’t know if you remember me.”
She hugged him tight, her chest pressing against him, sending blood rushing to his dick. “Cousin Michael”, Jenny said excitedly. “Of course I remember you. I’m surprised you remember me though. I was just a little kid the last time you saw me.”
“Well, you’re certainly not little anymore”, Michael answered, unable to keep himself from checking her out. She caught him looking and smiled. “Maybe not”, she said, giggling a little. “You’re not too bad looking yourself. You know, for an old man”, she teased.
“Hey, I’m only ten years older than you”, Michael said. “Too bad we’re family”, Jenny said. Then she leaned in close. “Because I really like sexy older men”, she whispered in a seductive tone, just before heading into the crowd.
Michael’s jaw nearly dropped. He couldn’t believe she’d just said that. Maybe the aphrodisiac wouldn’t be necessary. “But it still can’t hurt”, he thought and he couldn’t wait until later when he’d be balls deep inside her.
***
Hours later, most of the relatives had left. There were only about fifteen people left, and everyone was feeling very relaxed and horny. Michael noticed the aphrodisiac had kicked in when he saw his parents making out on the sofa. They rarely even held hands in public, but now they didn’t care who was around.
He started looking through the house and found Jenny in the kitchen, refilling her wine. “So, are you having fun seeing everyone”, he asked. “Yeah, but I think I’m about to get out of here”, she said, turning toward him.
As she moved, he caught the distinct scent of arousal coming from her. “Why’s that”, he asked. “I’m just missing my boyfriend and
…”, she trailed off. “And what” he asked, pressing to see if she was going to say what he wanted to hear.
“And, honestly, I’m very horny”, she said, her cheeks flushing red. “To be honest, I am too”, Michael said, taking a step closer. “Why don’t we help each other out? No one else will ever have to know.” He could see her thinking about it, but she shook her head.
“It’s too weird. We’re family”, she said, but her voice didn’t sound very resolute. He stepped closer and put his hands on her waist. “So what if we’re family? I find you incredibly sexy and I know you think I’m sexy. You told me so.” He gripped her waist, picked her up, and set her on the counter.
Not wanting to give her another chance to protest, he kissed her. Within moments, she began kissing back, their tongues dancing together. He ran his hands over her body until he found the bottom of her shirt. He grabbed it and pulled it up and over her head, tossing it on the floor.
He moaned as he finally saw her perfect little breasts. He grabbed each one and began massaging them. She moaned loudly as he played with her tits, pinching her nipples. “Fuck, I love having my tits played with. Tommy never does because he thinks they’re too little”, she moaned.
“He’s a fucking idiot. They’re perfect, just like you”, Michael said as he lowered his mouth to her erect nipple. He flicked it with his tongue before biting down. She almost screamed as an orgasm washed over her body.
He smiled and kissed her deeply as she looked at him, lust filling her eyes. She jumped down from the counter and dropped to her knees. She quickly unbuttoned his pants, freeing his dick. It was rock hard and seven inches long, sticking straight in her face.
Jenny wasted no time in licking up and down his shaft as she fondled his balls. Then, a hungry look in her eyes, she sucked his entire shaft down her throat. He groaned as she slid her mouth back and forth on his cock, her tongue wrapping around the shaft and sending amazing sensations through his entire building.
At this rate, Michael knew it wouldn’t be long before he had an orgasm of his own. He grabbed her hair and took control of her head, jerking himself off with her mouth. To his surprise, she didn’t fight him.
When he felt his orgasm about to hit, he shoved her all the way against his groin. With a groan, he dumped spurt after spurt of cum down her throat. She swallowed it all, not even trying to resist. Once he finished, he released her so that she could breathe.
She smiled up at him. “Wow! I’ve never had anyone take control of me like that. That was so fucking hot”, she said, clearly hungry for more. “You like that, huh? Well bend over the table, slut. I’m going to fuck that pussy of yours and make it mine”, Michael growled.
Jenny immediately obeyed him, her breasts pressing against the wooden table. Michael grabbed her yoga pants and pulled them down to her ankles, completely exposing her. He grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them, looking at her tight little anus.
Then his eyes traveled down to her sopping wet cunt. She had left a stain on her pants and she had juices running down her legs. He ran two fingers up and down her slit and rubbed her clit a little, eliciting a scream of pleasure.
Normally, that would have brought someone running in, since most of the family was just in the other room. But Michael looked through the doorway and saw multiple people engaged in various sexual activities.
His father was currently enjoying his mother’s pussy, feasting on it like a dessert. And Uncle John had his young daughter, Mandy, riding his dick. No one cared what was happening or that other people were around.
Which was exactly how Michael wanted it. He stood behind Jenny and rubbed his dick up and down her wet pussy. She whimpered and begged him to fuck her. “Gladly, slut”, he growled and shoved all seven inches inside her. She screamed again and squirted juice all over him as he buried himself to the hilt in her cunt.
He didn’t even think to be gentle. He started ramming her pussy like a jackhammer, his balls constantly slapping against her clit as he pounded the cousin he’d lusted after for so long. She was in a constant state of orgasm, her pussy consistently convulsing around his shaft.
He knew it wouldn’t be long before he came. He also knew that he shouldn’t cum inside her. But the desire was too strong. He wanted to fill this slut’s cunt with his seed, to watch that cream pie leaking out of her.
With a loud groan, he thrust deep and exploded, filling her pussy with his jizz. She came hard when he filled her up, squirting around his cock. He held her against his groin until he finished, then he slowly released her, his dick falling from her leaking hole.
She panted and looked up at him. “You didn’t pull out, did you”, she asked and he shook his head. “Good”, she said and stood up and kissed him. “I’ve never had anyone fuck me that good. I’m glad I came to thanksgiving.”
