Thread: Foreign Desire { DevilEyes & Azuriyuu }

I could feel you squeezing harder. I was so confused, not only at myself but at you. I couldn't tell if you were serious or just messing with me, trying to chase me away. After all this time of being shut out, now you're here, touching me, holding me, feeling me. I was having mixed emotions. I was out of control, I had no control- that frightened me, but in opposite, it excited me. Something about being wildly out of control made me hunger for more. I took a breath of relief, half of disappointment as you let go of my breasts. Just when I thought it was over Click. My face lit up with fear, my eyes bulging out of my face. My breasts were no longer being supported. I squirmed more, immediately throwing my arms to my chest, to hold the bra there- denying you access. But my weak arms were no match against your strength. '...perverted little cousin,' I pouted some more, shaking my head and squirming more. N-no...! St-op! That's not true! As I struggled a little more to get away, I forgot about the focus of my bra, and let go a bit. I moaned in surprise as your hands brushed against my bare breast, and held it like a trophy. Your hands were cold against my heated breasts. It's cold! I muttered, my voice getting a little louder from the surprise and change in temperature. I froze, as you were now threatening me. Threatening to gag me. That word made me shiver. The thought of being tied up, and denied my voice made me even more afraid. The only thing that echoed through my mind was rape . I didn't want to think that, though. I knew you disliked me, but I would have never guessed you were that cold. I didn't want to believe it. But, nevertheless, I shut up, calming down a bit or tried too. Cousin ! I moaned out quite loudly as you stuck your hand in my underwear, and glided your finger up my moist lower lips. I threw my hands other my mouth immediately after slipping. I frowned. It wasn't my fault it was an unexpected movement, causing an unexpected reaction. But now, I began to panic really panic. I began to squirm- almost violently as you touched me. I could barely breathe. It felt so much different than when I rubbed myself with the cloth. It felt... better. No, it felt amazing. I shook my head side to side, grabbing your wrist the wrist of the hand in my panties. I attempted to shut my legs. My thighs tried to crush your hand, to block access or to trap you at least, but the way you moved your finger, I was losing control of my own body. The message didn't seem to process properly from my brain to my legs, and instead, I just moved them, but not hard. Before I could organize my thoughts and demands, you had already stopped me from stopping you. I could feel my pre-juice sliming around on your fingers and helping them smoothly slide on my clit. I bit my lip so hard, I almost made myself bleed. I crippled my neck a bit, trying to fight the delicious sensation of your touch. I just briefly glanced at you as you continued I could see that look in your eyes. You wanted me. You weren't playing, you actually wanted me. You were enjoying this. Suddenly, it hit me like never before, we were family. Family . This was wrong. So wrong. Yet I was here, going crazy, while you're there, driving me crazy!