I am Sylvia a 32-year-old  housewife who has been feeling incredibly horny and unsatisfied lately. My husband left me four months ago, and since then, I've been craving physical affection and sexual release.


One day, my younger cousin Varun, who is 21, came to visit me. At first, I don't have any desire for him; we simply enjoy each other's company as a family. We chat, laugh, and reminisce about old times. As we spend time together, I start to notice how his young, muscular body contrasts with my own, and how his youthful energy excites me. I can't help but feel a growing attraction towards him, even though he's my cousin.



One morning, as I was making coffee for both of us, I noticed that Varun was still asleep on the couch. As I approached him, I couldn't help but notice the large tent that his hard cock had created in his shorts. My heart raced as I saw this, and I felt a mixture of shock and arousal. I had never felt this way about a family member before, but I couldn't deny the desire that was growing inside me. I carefully sat down next to him, trying not to wake him up, and gently placed the coffee mug in his hand. His body twitched, and I could see that he was starting to wake up.


As he opened his eyes, I quickly stood up and turned away, trying to hide my blushing face. "Morning, Sylvia," he said groggily. "Thanks for the coffee." I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, Over the next few days, I found myself becoming increasingly uneasy around Varun. His presence seemed to make my heart race, and I couldn't help but notice every little movement he made.


I tried to ignore these feelings, telling myself that they were inappropriate and wrong. After all, he was my cousin, and I needed to maintain a sense of decorum and respect. However, the more time we spent together, the stronger these feelings grew. I found myself constantly checking him out, wondering what it would feel like to touch his hard body.


One evening, we were sitting on the couch again, watching a movie. As we laughed and chatted, I felt his hand inadvertently brush against mine. The electric shock that shot through me was undeniable – I was attracted to him, and it was becoming harder and harder to ignore.


As the movie ended, I excused myself and went to my room, feeling aroused. Unable to control my feelings any longer, I started to play with my body sensually. I ran my hands over my curves, feeling the weight of my breasts and the softness of my skin. I could feel my nipples hardening under my touch, and I moaned softly as I rubbed them. My desire for Varun was overwhelming me, and I needed release. I slipped off my clothes and laid down on my bed, my mind filled with images of him. I touched myself, imagining his hands on my body, his cock inside me.


As I touched myself, I could feel the moisture between my legs growing, and I knew that I was close. I rubbed my clit, imagining it was Varun's cock, and I cried out in pleasure as I orgasmed. The release was incredible, but it only made my desire for Varun stronger. Even after having an intense orgasm, my body still craved more. The desire for Varun was consuming me, and I knew that I needed to see him, to feel him against me.


I got dressed and went to his room, my heart pounding in my chest. I could hear him snoring softly, and I felt a mixture of fear and excitement. As I heard Varun snoring softly, I carefully reached down and gently pulled his cock out of his shorts. It was already hard, standing tall and proud. I couldn't believe that I was actually doing this, but the desire was too strong to resist.


I leaned down and kissed the head of his cock, feeling the warmth and hardness of it against my lips. I could feel my pussy getting wetter just from the contact, and I knew that I needed him inside me. As I kissed and licked his cock, I could feel it twitching in my mouth. I knew that he was waking up, but I didn't care. I wanted him, needed him, and I was going to have him.


His eyes fluttered open, and he looked at me with a mixture of shock and desire. "Sylvia, we can't do this," he whispered, his voice trembling. "We"  Before he could finish his words, I straddled him and kissed him passionately. My lips met his, and our tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths. The sensuality of the moment was intoxicating, and I could feel his desire for me growing.


As we kissed, I reached down and wrapped my hand around his cock, stroking it slowly. I could feel it twitching in my hand, and I knew that he was melting in my kiss. I broke the kiss for a moment and looked into his eyes. "I need you, Varun," I whispered,"I need you inside me."


His eyes were filled with desire, and I could see that he was struggling with his own feelings. But I wasn't going to let him resist any longer. I leaned in and kissed him again, my tongue exploring his mouth as I stroked his cock. Kissing Varun was like being transported to another world. His lips were warm and soft, and our tongues danced together in a passionate duet. I could feel his desire burning through him, and it only made me want him more.


As I kissed him, I continued to stroke his cock, my hand sliding up and down his length. I could feel his heartbeat racing beneath my touch, and I knew that he was as desperate for me as I was for him. I broke the kiss again, gasping for air. "I want you so much, Varun," I murmured, my voice low and breathless. "I want you to fuck me, to fill me up." He looked at me with a mixture of desire and fear, but he couldn't resist any longer. "Sylvia, we can't do this," he whispered, but his voice was weak, overcome by his own desires.


As I stroked his cock, I could feel his arousal building. His hips bucked beneath me, and he started to moan, his breath coming in ragged gasps. I knew that he was close, so close to orgasm. But just as he was about to cum, I stopped stroking him. I leaned back, my eyes locked onto him, and I gave him a seductive smile. "Not yet, Varun," I whispered in a sultry tone. "I want to feel you inside me, to have you fill me up." He looked at me, his eyes filled with desire and desperation. He wanted me, wanted to cum inside me, but he also knew that we couldn't. But the temptation was too great, and he couldn't resist. He reached down and grabbed my hips, pulling me onto him. "Sylvia, we can't," he whispered


After hearing him resist, I moved between his legs and took his balls into my mouth. I sucked and licked them, feeling the softness of his skin against my tongue. The sensation was intense, and I could feel his desire for me growing even stronger. As I sucked his balls, I reached down and started stroking his cock again. The combination of my mouth on his balls and my hand on his cock was too much for him to resist. He moaned loudly, his hips bucking beneath me. "Sylvia, don't stop now," he moaned, his voice trembling with desire. I continued to suck his balls and stroke his cock, my hand moving faster and faster. I could feel his arousal building, his body tensing as he neared orgasm.


Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer. With a loud groan, he shot a huge load of cum that flew and landed on his stomach and chest. The force of his orgasm was so strong that it sent shivers down my spine, and I knew that he had never cum so hard before. As his orgasm subsided, I felt six more shots of cum land on his upper body. It was an intense and overwhelming experience, and I could feel his desire for me reaching its peak. As his orgasm ended, I looked up at him, my eyes filled with desire. "I want you, Varun," I said in a sultry tone. "I want you to fuck me, to fill me up." He looked at me, his eyes filled with desire and desperation. 


Varun looked at me, his eyes filled with lust. "Clean my semen, Sylvia," he ordered, his voice hoarse with desire. "Clean every drop from my body." I looked up at him gave him a naughty smile and started to lick and clean his semen from his upper body, savouring every drop. The taste of his cum was intense, and I could feel my own arousal building as I cleaned him.


While I was cleaning his semen, Varun became impatient. He couldn't stand it any longer, and he pulled me towards him, kissing me passionately. His tongue explored my mouth, tasting the remnants of his cum that I had just cleaned from his body. The kiss was intense, and I could feel his desire for me growing even stronger. He wanted me, needed me, and he was ready to take things to the next level.


As we kissed, I could feel his hard cock pressing against me, the evidence of his arousal clear. I knew that he wanted me, wanted to be inside me, and I couldn't resist him any longer. Breaking the kiss, I looked into his eyes.  his eyes were shining with lust.  He couldn't resist any longer, and he quickly moved me into the doggy position.


His cock was hard and ready, and he wasted no time in pushing it inside me. I gasped as he entered me, his cock filling me up in a way that I had never experienced before. It was intense, and I could feel my arousal building even more. He started to fuck me wildly, his hips bucking and his cock sliding in and out of me. The sensation was overwhelming, and I could feel my cunt overflowing with my love fluid. As he fucked me, he reached around and started to play with my clit. The combination of his cock inside me and his fingers on my clit was too much for me to handle. I cried out in pleasure as both of us came together. I felt his cock twitch and then fill me with his cum. It was an intense sensation, and I could feel his cum coating the walls of my cunt. As his orgasm subsided, I felt a mixture of emotions. There was a sense of satisfaction, of fulfilment, but also a sense of guilt to be continued............