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The Cousin Kissing Club (Remira and BloodRedRomeo)

The two girls were lounging on the couch when Blake arrived, leaning against each other. They waved to him as he walked into the living room, and started sliding apart so that he could sit down between them like usual, but his words made them pause and listen.

It was an unusual request, and they shared a quick glance at each other. It seemed like Blake might be ready to up the ante again, though they weren't sure what he had in mind beyond looking at their asses.

"Alright," Jamie said and she quickly stood up and turned around, presenting her ass in the tight jeans she wore that stretched out over her wide hips.

"What are you up to Blake?" Liz asked as she followed Jamie's lead, craning her neck to look over her shoulder at him while he got a good view of her ass in her shorts.
 
Blake watched the girls follow his requests, his eyes drinking in the sight. Just the fact that he could tell them what to do and they do it turned him on. He had come to accept that he enjoyed being the dominant one. When they were displayed, he first aired the sight. He wondered how many guys from school would kill to see just one of them like this.

Instead of answering her, he moved up, standing behind the pair. Then he raised his hand, bring it down on Jaime’s ass, spamming her. “That’s for making me wait,” he said. He left his hand there, not pulling it back but instead squeezing her. He gave several full feels before he raised his other hand, it coming down on Liz’s ass. “That’s for making me too excited.” Like Jamie, he left his hand there, squeezing her butt as well. While it was tough to fulling get the sensation through their respective fabrics, there was one thing that was clear: he loved their butts. Even this felt great. So great that he couldn’t stop that soon.

He pulled his hand away from Jamie only to bring it right down for another spank. “That’s for always tempting every guy without even trying.” Raised from Liz’s, then right back down. “That’s for not encouraging me to kiss you sooner.” He squeezed both again before saying one more thing. “And these are because I want to.” Three more shanks for each girl followed, totaling five each. He then focused solely on groping, waiting to judge their reactions.
 
wJamie actually shrieked in shock when Blake spanked her, nearly jumping out of her skin in shock. The sensation was just so unexpected that it even took her a moment to realize that Blake's hand was still on her ass, squeezing it. Indignation and arousal warred inside of her, half of her wanting to turn on Blake and slap him, the other half wanting to ask him for another. In the end her mind locked in and she just stood there in shock.

Liz at least had a warning for what Blake had in mind, and her first spank drew only a shocked gasp at the sting from it. The sting was accompanied by a pulse of burning desire though, and unlike Jamie she had the presence of mind to arch her back a little more, pushing her ass into Blake's hand as he groped her.

The second slap on Jamie knocked her out of her daze with a gasp, and the second spank on Liz prompted a low moan from her. Neither girl announced any objection when he announced that he intended to keep going, and both let out a moan or a gasp with each impact. Jamie's back remained stiff though, as the shock from the first hit still had her a little off balance, while Liz actually leaned forward to put her hands on the couch so that she was presenting her ass to Blake.

When it was clear that Blake was finished, Jamie slowly relaxed again, clenching her teeth a little. "A little warning would be appreciated next time."
 
Blake couldn’t hide how turned on these girls were making him. Not only were they accepting it, but they were moaning. And the way Liz arched into it. This was so much fun. When Jamie made her comment, still standing upright, he could’ve made a triumphant pose. Instead, he moved in towards her, claiming her lips in a kiss.

This was one of their deeper kisses. He wanted to show the longing he had for her and how he appreciated the trust she gave him. And how hot he found her great ass. Then he pulled back. “The next time I spank you, I’ll tell you first,” he promised. He loved how this case with the promise that she would be spanked again. “What about you Liz? Do you want me to spank you again?”
 
Despite her annoyance, Jamie was still turned on by Blake's action, and when he pushed into the sudden kiss she couldn't resist him. Her hands came up to grip at the back of his head and pull him in tighter, and she moaned quietly into his mouth as their tongues swirled around each other. When he broke the kiss and gave his promise, she pouted. "Okay, but don't do it very often."

When he asked Liz, she took his shoulders to pull him away from Jamie and dragged him into just as deep of a kiss, pressing her tongue into his mouth as thanks for the thrill and pushing her chest tight against his. When the kiss broke again, she smiled up at him. "I'll take any spanks that Jamie doesn't want."
 
Blake fully embraced the kiss with Liz, pushing back against her with equal passion. “I’ll remember that,” he promised. That’s when he decided if she wanted to be spanked so bad, why make her wait? Especially when there was so much fun to be had right now.

Blake sat on the couch in the spot they had cleared for him a moment ago. He dragged Liz with him, having her sit on his lap much in the same way that she had straddled him before during the shoot. Only this time he was firmly gripping her ass, continuing to knead the soft flesh. He kissed Liz first, returning her passion, then switched his kisses over to Jamie. But as he kissed her, Liz received a spank, just for her. Several more followed as he kissed one cousin while hitting the other.
 
Liz happily let Blake pull her into his lap, rolling to grind her hips against his and leaning in close. Her eyes were dilated wide with arousal and her face was flushed while she panted heavily. Apparently Blake had found something that made Liz run hot, and she was having trouble maintaining a clear line of separation between herself and Blake. Jamie was shocked at Liz's reaction to the spanking, but found herself turned on somewhat watching her best friend. She moved to kneel on the couch right beside Blake, face up near his, but not too pushy. She knew Blake would pay plenty of attention to her as well.

Liz moaned into Blake's mouth as he continued kneading at her ass, so turned on that she even whined in complaint when he broke the kiss with her. When he landed his blow on her ass though, she gasped. Her head fell forward to rest on his shoulder as he landed several more hits, but it was quickly getting to be not enough for the wound up girl. Jamie found her attention being drawn away from the kiss as she opened her eyes and shifted so that she could see Liz's reaction to the hits, feeling a low burning in her stomach as her best friend cried out with each impact, the way her body jumped.

When Blake broke the kiss with Jamie, she was panting lightly as well, her gaze on Liz. "Blake..." Liz moaned. "I want more. Keep practicing on me. But there's too much in the way, I want to feel it for real."

Jamie's eyes were wide as Liz confessed this, and she swallowed quickly. "If... if you want to spank Liz some more, I'm okay just watching for now Blake. Let you both practice that for a bit before we do some more kissing."
 
Blake was getting into it as well, giving a moan as she continued to grind into him, feeling his own arousal skyrocket as a result. There’s no doubt that she could feel his erection against her and he didn’t care. The kissing and touching were amazing. Then she made her request and Jamie’s offer. Blake couldn’t resist.

He got Liz off of him and stood up, ready to give her more. He positioned her against the couch, he ass sticking straight out towards him. However, he wouldn’t let Jamie be just a passive observer. He pulled her over to him, wrapping his arm around her. But just to continue the debauchery of the evening, his hand grabbed her breast. While Blake had gotten a sense of how breasts felt from the numerous times his cousins had pushed theirs against him, this was the first time his hand was actually touching one. For a moment, he was focused entirely on Jamie, giving her a kiss as he squeezed and touched her. It was amazing. So soft and squishy, but in a way that turned him on. Breasts were amazing.

But he couldn’t give her all the attention. And while that had been done in part to tease Liz, now it was time to give her what she wanted. He reached out, grabbing her shorts and pulling them down, revealing her panty-clad ass to him. He paused to marvel at the sight, not having expected it to be as sexy as it was. Then he pulled her panties down as well, revealing her bare butt. With one hand still groping Jamie, Blake reached out to touch her directly. The squeezing took on a whole new feeling with the direct contact. Blake didn’t think he could ever get tired of touching their bodies.

However, Blake wasn’t here to just touch. His initial groping of her butt done, he pulled back, repositioned himself, and raised his hand. Then it came down with more force than before, enough to inflict pain on her. Pain that he was certain she wanted. The resounding sound from the spank sent a shiver down down his spine along with the other wave of emotion he was feeling. Then he did it again, this time to the other cheek. Then again, back to the first cheek. Blake pushed his limits, hitting her over and over. When each cheek had reached ten hits, he was done, his hand starting to hurt quite a bit. Pain, but a satisfying type of pain.
 
Liz knew far better than Jamie how many lines they were crossing right now as she ground herself on Blake's lap. His erection pressed back up against her and she could barely believe that she was letting herself continue with this as she felt it. But she had been pushed far over the limit of that boundary by the excitement of the situation, and she smiled as Blake accepted her offer.

Jamie hadn't expected Blake to pull her in, or to start groping at her breast, but instead of fighting it she leaned in against him, encouraging the behavior. It was probably wrong to do so, but she didn't want to stop any more than Liz did, and she moaned a little into Blake's shoulder as he got Liz ready for her request. First her shorts came down, followed by her panties in a display that made Jamie gasp in surprise. Liz moaned down towards the couch as he touched her, legs trembling in excitement and anticipation as she braced herself for impact.

And it was lucky she did, because this hit was so much harder than any of the ones Blake had delivered before. With a loud cry Liz flinched, but quickly pulled herself back up ready for the next hit. Jamie clung tightly to Blake's side as she watched him get to work, unable to pull her eyes away from each blow, face flushing even more as she watched her best friend get spanked right in front of her. Liz was actually prepared for the next few strikes, her breath catching with each hit as the sting slowly got more and more intense, until the blows came down with enough impact that she couldn't hold it in anymore. Every single one of his last seven strikes drew a moan or gasp from the woman, and the last few more strong flinches. When he finished, and she knew that there were no more blows coming, she finally relaxed, gasping for air at the intensity of it, though she had to keep her legs locked tightly together from where her shorts and panties had bunched up when Blake pulled them down. She was actually fairly thankful for that, as she could tell that she was dripping wet, and the clothing helped obscure that fact for the time being.

Jamie couldn't look away as the whole thing happened, and at the end when Liz's ass nearly glowed with how red it was she finally breathed in as if she'd been holding her breath for that whole time. Both girls struggled to breath evenly, limbs weak from arousal.
 
Blake could it feel it in his gut, the twisted gross feeling of pleasure and regret. That feeling of eating a snack you stole when you were told not to; of masturbating after being told it was wrong; of looking at porn on the family computer. That feeling of doing something you knew was wrong, but couldn’t help but try anyway.

What made Blake feel this was a sense that he got, looking at the quivering Liz while he helped support a struggling Jamie. He could tell at that moment that if he asked Liz to fuck, she would likely do it. He had no proof of this and could very well be wrong, but that was what it felt like. He could probably claim Jamie as well, considering the situation. And that scared him. He had found himself thinking of this as play. After all, it was just practice. But what they had just done, what they were doing, was so much more real. He wasn’t doing this for simple fun anymore. It was more than that, enough so that he was getting scared.

“Whew,” he said, still panting from exhilaration. He let go of Jamie, taking a step back, still admiring his work while also being scared of it. “I think that’s enough practice for today.” He was sure of that. They needed to stop. Or else they’d do something they couldn’t take back. He was ready to be done with this session.
 
Jamie stumbled for a moment when Blake let go of her, unsteady on her feet and not expecting him to back away like that. His nerves and sudden change in attitude killed the mood pretty effectively, and both girls quickly came back to the situation, arousal getting exchanged for mortification and unease. Liz quickly pulled her shorts back up, hissing as the pain hit hard without the pleasure, an Jamie dropped back onto the couch to sit. Neither girl could look at him or answer out loud, just nodding their heads anxiously.

As Blake got ready to leave, Jamie walked over hesitantly to say goodbye to him. Liz was lying face down on the couch, muttering into the cushions as she contemplated how much her ass hurt right now. Jamie couldn't make eye contact with Blake as she saw him off. "Hey. I... things got a little weird there for a minute, but I hope this won't change things between us. I think that nobody really expected it to go that far. But I think you helped Liz figure out something about herself, which it's better that it happened with you than someone else. Now we know." She didn't mention what she'd learned about herself too, how aroused and excited she'd been watching Blake work on Liz. Getting spanked had been... okay. Not bad, a little exciting, but nothing like Liz's reaction. But watching, watching had excited her, and she might need to investigate more into that.

When Blake left she went back over to Liz and gently started rubbing at her friend's back. "Hey. I hope that you don't regret that too much. I know it got weird but you looked like you really liked that."

Liz groaned again and turned her head to look up at Jamie. "I don't. None of it. It hurts now, but it was worth it. What about you? I did catch that look on your face there. You were as into that as I was." She grinned as Jamie blushed furiously. "Don't lie to me, we don't lie to each other."

Jamie groaned and settled down to sit on the floor next to the couch. "No. I don't regret it for how I felt. I regret how Blake feels about it, you saw his face. He's angry at himself. I think we crossed a line there, definitely went too far with him."

Liz reached out a hand to brush through Jamie's hair and said, "he'll be okay. He's a good guy, he'll figure out how to do what's right."
 
Blake was slow on his walk home, a stark contrast to his frenzied pace heading over there. He was taking a long, hard look at his life, his mind heavily focusing on the stinging in his hand. He had just done something so far over the line he couldn’t see it anymore. He had just been so horny, so excited, he had lost himself. How was he supposed to have either of them again?

No, that wasn’t the real question. They weren’t mad at him. He was mad at himself. He had set rules to keep this very thing from happening. Then he broke his own rules, and this is what happened. He couldn’t let that happen again. These weren’t normal girls. This was his family. If he went too far, it could break everything.

With these thoughts heavy on his mind, he walked through the front door of his house. He needed a drink.
 
As Blake walked in Su heard him coming from where she was in the kitchen with her aunt. She had come over earlier hoping to catch Blake, but apparently he'd already gone out for something with Liz and Jamie. His mother wasn't sure of the details, probably making plans for a Halloween photo shoot with Jamie's newest works or something, and Su had felt another burst of frustration and jealousy.

Su had been getting upset with the way the practice had been going. She'd been the first one to approach him, it had been her thing, and now he was spending so much more time with all the other girls than he was with her! Nuo had nearly taken over this past week, Blake had been by three separate times to see her, and he'd indicated that he wasn't really in any state to come practice with her after he'd spent the time with Nuo. And Jamie and Liz both would reach out to him at different times, meaning that Su had to compete for time with three different people, and she'd been too late several times as Blake had already accepted a request from one of the others. She'd only managed one really short session with Blake since Nuo had found out, and now she'd also heard that Blake had started getting more aggressive with the other girls! Nuo had tried to talk with Su about it, trying to find some way to relate to her younger sister, but she'd made the mistake of asking if Blake had used his tongue and Su had nearly started crying. He didn't see her the same way he saw her sister. Su was the bratty little cousin he just wanted to placate, and her older sister was a real woman.

She'd been so upset that she'd actually gone out and bought some new clothing for this attempted practice session. She had surprised herself with her buy, a very deep necked top with laces up the front, and a skirt that came down only a hand's length below her ass. It had taken a lot of courage for her to leave the house after she'd put it on, and only really because Nuo had been busy in her room working and her parents had gone into the basement to watch TV. She had gotten all the way to Blake's house before realizing that she would likely see one of his parents, and the only reason she hadn't chickened out and gone back home was that his mother had spotted her through the window and came to greet her. Aunt Betty had seemed surprised by Su's outfit, since the girl was normally so shy and reserved, but she'd said that Su looked lovely in it and it was good that she was building some confidence. She'd then invited Su in to help out with dinner, since Blake should be home in time to eat and Su could do her homework with him after.

Now Su was stepping out into the front hallway to see Blake finishing taking off his shoes, and bit her lip in nervousness as he caught sight of her. "Hi, Blake. Sorry I came over without telling you, I was just hoping to catch you at home for a little study session."
 
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Blake’s mind was still caught up in his dilemma when he walked in the front door. When he heard footsteps, he assumed it was his mother. Then he looked up and saw Su. Not just Su, but Su dressed like that. His breath caught in his throat as his eyes went wide. Why was she dressed like that? Did she finally decide to get a boyfriend? Had she already gotten one? Was she trying to drive him crazy? And more importantly, why did she cause the erection that he had surprised to suddenly come roaring back.

“He- hey Su,” he greeted, stammering as he tried to catch his voice. Damn, she did look good, but he couldn’t say that. Not where his parents might hear him. It’d sound creepy. He swallowed hard, trying to regain his composure. “Sure, we can study. How about after dinner?” he suggested. It smelled like things weren’t far from done. It would keep them from being interrupted. It’d also give him time to go do what he needed to in order to regain control. He needed to cum before they started.

But before he could do that, he was caught by his mom. Next thing he knew, the three of them were in the kitchen, him setting the table while Su helped finish the prep work. And she would not let him slip away, keeping them locked up in a conversation about the family he struggled to pay attention to, his eyes constantly being drawn to Su’s short skirt and pretty legs. Why did they have to be related. If the weren’t, Blake would’ve taken her to bed long ago. And he was so horny he couldn’t even find it in himself to deny those thoughts like he usually did.

Dinner started soon for the backed up young man, and it was awful. In front of his parents and Su, he had to do his best not to ogle her, an increasingly difficult task. He participated in the conversation, but was still noticeably quieter than usual. He just had to wait for this to be over. After dinner came... he wasn’t sure. But he was both dreading and begging for it to come.
 
Su caught Blake's response to her, as he stammered. It raised a feeling of pride in her, as she watched his gaze fall on her chest and she knew that his attention would be heavily on her for a while. She knew better than to try and flaunt it though, and even if his parents hadn't been around she would have been too anxious and nervous to do so effectively. Instead she blushed a little and avoided looking right into his eyes, putting on a smile as she looked over his shoulder. "Thanks, that should work. It shouldn't take too long, just want to look over some new material with you."

She almost felt bad when her aunt caught him, dragging Blake into a conversation and helping set up rather than letting him recover from the surprise of seeing her there. He seemed to be anxious over it, given how much he looked at her while they were working. She tried to smile at him to calm his nerves, but that didn't seem to help at all, so she just focused on getting everything ready.

Su was always quiet, even with family, but with Blake having trouble participating she wound up the center of much of the conversation. She talked about school and how well it was going so far, how Blake had done so much to help her get prepared for everything and she was very thankful for him, that she didn't have any boyfriends yet and wasn't really looking for anyone right now. She was more animated and willing to talk than she usually was, a little more outgoing than she'd been before.

Dinner felt like it lasted forever though, and when everything was finally ready and Blake's parents sent them on their way so they could get to studying, Su grabbed the backpack she'd brought along and followed Blake up to his bedroom. As they got close, she quietly said, "I hope that I didn't upset you, coming over without saying something."
 
Blake was still quiet, walking with her and up the stairs to his room. He knew what was about to happen and was weighing his options. He was trying to talk himself down, but it was too little too late. She had made it clear she wasn’t looking for a boyfriend during dinner. That meant only one thing: she dressed like that for him.

When they got to his room, Blake closed the door behind them very carefully, overcompensating his desire to not seem over eager. But when it was closed, the brakes came off. He practically tackled her, pushing her back and onto the bed. When she was down, his mouth pushed onto hers. Of course, his tongue was used with no restraint, kissing her harder than he ever had. His hands pinned her by the wrists to the bed, not allowing her to move. He was practically attacking her.
 
Su was actually worried when Blake didn't respond to her. Maybe he really was angry with her. When they got to his room and he still hadn't said anything she gently put her bag down and wrung her hands together, anxious about his response. She was regretting her outfit. It had been a terrible idea, and he was probably going to cut her off entirely now. He wasn't actually interested in her that way, and she'd pushed her limits. It was taking him so long to close the door that her mind had time to run through so many scenarios where he "dumped" her.

When the door finally closed, Su opened her mouth to say something, anything, to make him not hate her. But before she could get a single word out Blake essentially charged her, his whole body pushing her back onto the bed and his mouth hitting hers so hard that it felt like he'd bruised her lips. Then his tongue shoved inside of her still open mouth, sliding around her own tongue and violating her mouth. The shock and the intensity of his actions drew a moan out of her, and she tried to bring up her arms to wrap around him, but found them pinned down by his strength.

The feeling of restraint, the power that had her wrists pinned down even as she pulled hard against it, hit her hard. She kept pulling against him, pushing against his strength but not wanting to actually escape. Just wanting to feel the resistance, him overpowering her and keeping her here even as she struggled. She moaned into his mouth again this one even more intense as she started experimenting with her tongue in return.
 
Blake continued to kiss her, not once relenting except for a brief moment. When he felt her struggle, he did pause. If she was truly resisting, he would free her in an instant. But it only took him a moment to decide she wasn’t really trying to escape. And so he returned to the kiss with renewed energy, almost as if he was punishing her for making him pause for a moment.

As he continued to kiss his cousin, he could feel the primal desires building up within him. But he did not keep this away from Su. Rather, he pushed his crotch directly against hers. As they kissed, he was grinding.

“You look great,” he told her, pausing briefly as he took time to pant. “You look sexy as hell,” he finally confessed, not letting up on the grinding
 
Su actually whines for the moment where Blake pulls away, upset that the kiss had been broken. She eagerly invites him back into her mouth, pushing back up against him with as much force as she could muster to make the kiss as deep and exciting as possible.

When he started grinding against her, she moaned again, eyes opening wide as she realized how hard he was. Blake found her so attractive that she'd given him an erection, and here he was pressing it against her so openly and aggressively. As he pressed, dragging his bulge against her pussy, Su's eyes rolled back and closed again. She began grinding back against him, eventually pulling her legs up to wrap around his waist, holding his crotch tightly against hers.

The next time he broke the kiss she just lay back, gasping to catch her breath, eyes dilated with desire. "I wanted to look sexy for you, Blake. I've always wanted you to look at me like this for so long." She kept rolling her hips to press her pussy up against his cock and tried to lift her head to kiss him again.
 
Blake was panting hard when they parted. This was getting dangerous. Everything they did pushed him further. Her legs locked him, and he didn’t care. It just made it that much easier to push against her. When he heard her confession, he didn’t care he needed more air. He went right back to kissing her.

For quite a while he continued to kiss her, the sounds of their sloppy kiss resonating in the room alongside the squeaking mattress and their clothes rubbing together. Then he parted, mostly because he had to breathe. He continued to push against her as he looked down on her sexy, disheveled appearance. She looked like a mess, something he probably resembled.

“Just so you know,” he said, still trying to get a grasp on everything, “if you do this with a guy, they’ll probably think you’re trying to get them to fuck you.” He probably could’ve phrased that more eloquently, but there was too little blood in his brain.
 
Su's short skirt had been pushed up by their grinding, so that Blake was now pressed up against her panties. The thin layer of separation from her pussy had driven her wild, and a significant damp spot had been spread around on her underwear, clear evidence of what his attention had done to her. She couldn't even focus on pretending to try and escape his grasp anymore, just lying back with him pinning her to the bed by her wrists and her waist.

As he pulled back away from her, she stared wide eyed at his face, glistening with sweat and his lips smeared with the lip gloss she had been wearing. She was so turned on she could barely wrap her head around Blake's words, blinking slowly. When she realized what he was saying though, she smiled up at him, gently closing her eyes and lifting her head towards his again as she answered. "Good."
 
Blake felt a burning desire in him. He wasn’t stupid. Okay, maybe when it came to girls, he was stupid, but even he could tell what she wanted. Here she was, Su, asking for him to have sex with her. That was too much.

Blake began to move against her even faster and harder, his head dropping down to be next to her ear as he performed his frantic movements. “Su...Su...Su,” he repeated, his voice dripping with lust. He moved faster and harder, all restraint failing. And then he stopped. His movements became rigid except for his shaking. At the same time, if she could see Blake’s pants, she’d be able to make out a large and growing wet spot right where his cock head was. Blake had just cum in his pants.

For Blake’s part, the orgasm felt amazing, the first one he had ever achieved with another person. However, as that faded, it was rapidly replaced by a deep feeling of shame. Did he really just do that with Su? The girl he had most been trying to restrain himself around? If he hadn’t blown he load, he had no doubt he would’ve done it with her. He let go of her wrist, pulling his hands and himself away. He wasn’t trying to be a typical neglectful guy. He wasn’t leaving her because he had achieved his pleasure. He just didn’t want to ruin her.
 
Su's breath caught in her throat as Blake sped up his grinding, a low moan coming out, only barely restrained as she tried to avoid alerting his parents to what the two of them were up to. Blake's swollen cock grinding so hard against her pussy had her breath coming in short gasps, as she closed in on her first orgasm from another person.

But then suddenly Blake froze up, pressed tightly against her and breathing heavily as she felt several pulses from his bulge. She looked up at Blake in confusion, not realizing what had happened until he let go of her and stumbled away. "Blake?" she asked shakily, her gaze following his retreat until she spotted the large wet spot on the front of his pants. "Oh... Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have..." She didn't even know what to say, still overwhelmed by her arousal and lying there with her outfit knocked askew. Her skirt was pushed up almost all the way to her stomach, a wet spot clearly visible to Blake on her panties, and her shirt was disheveled, pushed enough to the side that most of her breast in her bra was clearly visible. She made no move to cover herself up though, gaze shifting from Blake's crotch to his face and back again.
 
Blake could only look at her in shame. Even ignoring the taboo element and their personal history, he had just been premature during his first thing like this. Not a great look. Then add in all the things he was ignoring and it became a downright desire.

“We should stop,” he said shakily. His eyes had run over her, finding her incredibly sexy in that look. The way her top framed her breast like that, her exposed wet panties, she really looked like a girl who had just been stopped halfway to being fucked. He began to straighten out his own clothing, hoping she would do the same. Just like earlier today, he was ending it abruptly, leaving himself embarassed and the woman unsatisfied. Not the best track record.
 
Su was still incredibly aroused from their actions, but Blake's words hit her like a massive wave of cold water. She suddenly felt humiliated, laying here with her clothes falling off, her face lightly coated in sweat and her hair disheveled. She flushed fiercely, tugging her skirt down as she stood up and turned away from her cousin, hands shaking as she straightened herself out.

Tears blurred her eyes as she finished fixing up her clothing and started with her hair. She didn't know what to think of the situation. The way Blake had come onto her so aggressively, pushed her so much and made her so excited, then suddenly finished himself off and panicked, leaving her there. Even if he didn't mean for it to be neglectful or selfish, it was hard for her to see it as anything else in her emotional state. She gave up trying to straighten out her hair as she started crying, the conflicting mix of endorphins and hormones messing with her head and she clutched her arms close to her sides as she sobbed quietly. "I should go," she said shortly, grabbing for her bag and getting ready to flee out the door.
 
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