Thread: Foreign Desire { DevilEyes & Azuriyuu }

I should be emotionally scarred by this. I should be trying everything in my power to escape your grip. I should be practically throwing a tantrum. I was small, but I wasn??t sit-by-and-do-nothing type of person. I was the type to stand up for myself. I made an unconscious decision not to cry for help. I could, and due to the lacking of noise in the house, even a medium cry would awake any living being. His parents were just across the street, or really, my aunt and uncle. They weren??t directly my aunt and uncle, and you weren??t directly my cousin. Everything was half in our family tree. Our parents were half-cousins, making us, half second-cousins You have no idea how long it took me to figure that out. I didn??t like to call them that, and I didn??t like to call you my cousin even if that was partially the reality. I didn??t like to think of it that way because, well, I guess it was because I had never met you before this, and that I didn??t know them or grow up with them being family. That upset me, because I missed out on that opportunity, even if you were as distant as half-second cousin. Technically, this wasn??t as incestuous as one may think. Second cousins used to marry and mate all the time. Second cousin is half as incestuous as first cousin. And if you??re my half second cousin, cut that half in half. If that isn??t confusing enough, everything still boils down to immorality. And despite the fact that this alone was illegal because I was under aged, how much more illegal is it now that it??s incest by the quarter? That seemed to be the only thoughts running through my mind how wrong this was. I didn??t want you to stop, that was obvious. I would have stopped this is it was what I wanted. But to make me feel even guiltier, I wanted more. As if this wasn??t far enough, I wanted even more. I wanted to feel you in return- I wanted to feel all of you. Just the what??s-supposed-to-be-gross thought of you on top of me echoed throughout my dirty mind. It was an echo so loud that it seemed to abolish the fact that you were still related to me. I had closed my eyes, trying to fight the warm and arousing feeling of your hands on my body. I opened my eyes as I felt you switch positions. You were lower I could tell by movement of your breath and the position of your hand. I looked down a tad, realizing you had placed yourself on your knees rather than standing. That was a clear example that you were getting comfortable and that this wasn??t just a touch-and-go situation, but that you were planning to continue. I twitched my eye a bit, arching my back more as you moved your fingers over my slit and around my clit. A soft moan, louder than before, leaked from my mouth. My nipples were growing harder and harder as you stroked my pussy, and pressed your fingers against my breast. My body had been the most aroused than it had ever been, and I was at peek pleasure. With every brush of your fingers against me, pleasure increased. It was beginning to feel more and more good, faster and faster. I felt so much embarrassment, especially since I was showing satisfaction and approval by moaning. But that sense of embarrassment felt a little smaller as I realized the quickening of your breath you were panting. I bit my lip again. The sound of your panting triggered more perverted thoughts. I could only picture your panting increasing and your imaginary moaning as I lay under you, while you thrust into me. I shook my head a bit, trying to dust off the thoughts from my mind. My hand slowly eased from your wrist, and slid up your arm. I was squeezing so lightly on your hand, but as my level of arousal increased, my squeezes got harder. I was getting close, but I didn??t know it.