Skip to content This is part 2 of Cousins Caught Having Sex Quick recap: Daisy and Marcus were caught having sex when her mother came home from work. This story continues later that same day.
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My cousin and I had fucked some more, and then we continued to play Legend of Zelda for hours. Eventually, her mother came back home. She stepped inside cautiously, as if afraid of what she might walk in on this time.
“Is it safe to come in now?” she called out.
“Yes, mom,” Daisy replied with an eye roll. “We’re decent.”
Roxy entered the living room, her eyes flicking between us. Standing a couple of inches taller than her daughter, she wore her auburn hair loose. An awkward silence stretched out before she finally spoke. “So… how have you two been?”
I cleared my throat, shifting uncomfortably. “Um, good.”
“I can see that,” Roxy said wryly. Then her expression softened. “Look, I know this is awkward, but it’s really no big deal. You’re both consenting adults. I’m not going to judge or tell your mom, Marcus.”
“Thanks, Roxy. We appreciate that,” I said in relief.
“And I’m sorry, I should’ve knocked first … but you did it on the couch,” she said, looking long and hard at her daughter.
“Sorry about that,” Daisy said, her cheeks pinkening a little. “We got really horny. That’s my excuse.”
“That’s a valid excuse to me,” she admitted.
It was then that I noticed what she was wearing, a slinky red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, the neckline plunging to reveal her cleavage. Being a real estate agent, she looked incredibly sexy, more dolled up than usual. Her makeup was flawless, her lips painted a glossy red and her cheeks dusted with a rosy blush that highlighted her high cheekbones. Thick lashes framed her stunning blue eyes, the same captivating shade as Daisy’s.
My gaze drifted lower, taking in her ample cleavage. Her breasts were even larger than Daisy’s, at least a D cup, straining against the tight fabric of her dress. The garment clung to her curvy hips and round ass, leaving little to the imagination. It was like looking at an older, more sophisticated version of my cousin. A total MILF.
Daisy’s eyes narrowed. “What’s with the outfit, mom? Got a hot date or something?”
Roxy waved a dismissive hand. “No, nothing like that. I just picked up some new clothes while I was out and felt like wearing them.”
Still seeming suspicious, Daisy said that she was going to take a shower and headed upstairs. Roxy turned to me with a smile.
“Since you’re here, would you mind helping me with dinner? I could use an extra set of hands.”
“Sure, no problem,” I agreed, following her into the kitchen.
As we moved around each other, preparing the meal, I noticed that Roxy seemed flirtier than usual. She kept finding excuses to brush up against me, letting her hands linger on my arm or shoulder. When I asked if she’d had a good day at work, she grinned.
“I did, actually. Closed a big sale,” she said. “I guess I’ve still got it, huh?”
I chuckled. “I’d certainly buy a house from someone as gorgeous as you.”
Roxy’s cheeks pinked at the compliment. “You think I’m pretty? Even at my age?”
“Definitely,” I said, letting my gaze travel appreciatively over her figure.
She preened under the attention, looking pleased. As she reached past me to grab a knife, her ample chest pressed against my arm, her floral perfume filling my nose.
“So, tell me,” she said casually as she chopped vegetables, “how are things going with you and Daisy?”
I felt my cheeks warm. “Really good. I… I love her.”
“Aww, that’s sweet,” Roxy said. “Young love is so precious. Tell me how it started; don’t be shy.”
I filled her in on the details, and she boldly asked about the sex and if her daughter behaved. I told her she was perfect. “Keep in mind to keep it under wraps,” Roxy said. “You’re cousins after all. I don’t judge you for it, but you never know with neighbors.”
“I know,” I said. She made me feel warm and comfortable.
We continued cooking, the conversation flowing easily, punctuated by little “accidental” touches and bumps. Roxy was being so overtly flirtatious that I started to wonder if it was truly unintentional.
Just as I was seasoning the steaks, Roxy leaned over the counter to grab the pepper grinder. As she did, she somehow managed to knock over the bottle of olive oil. It splattered all over her chest, the green liquid dripping down between her breasts.
“Oh no, how clumsy of me!” she exclaimed, dabbing at the stain with a dish towel.
To my shock, she peeled off her dress right there in the kitchen, leaving her in just a lacy black bra and matching panties. I tried not to stare at her nearly naked body, but it was impossible not to appreciate her womanly curves, and the way her full breasts threatened to spill out of the flimsy cups.
Her legs seemed to go on forever, smooth and shapely, a shade darker than Daisy’s porcelain skin thanks to her regular visits to the tanning salon. Her body was tall and lithe. The solarium had given her alabaster complexion a warm, golden glow that made her even sexier, especially next to her daughter’s paleness.
“Oops, sorry about that,” she said with a giggle, not sounding very apologetic as she noticed how she’d seized my attention. “I’ll just have to find something else. Can you take over?”
“Sure,” I said.
She came back in a pencil dress with slits, the same red color. Gosh, she was hot as the slits revealed her legs and the neckline plunged deep enough to reveal the insides of her beautiful boobs.
By the time Daisy came back downstairs, dinner was ready. We took our plates out to the patio to enjoy the warm evening air.
Daisy did a double-take when she saw her mom’s pencil dress. “Uh, why are you in your pencil dress? And is that… oil on your breasts?”
“I had a little mishap in the kitchen,” Roxy said. “Spilled olive oil all over myself like a clumsy teen.”
Daisy shot me a questioning look but didn’t press further. As we ate, Roxy made sure to serve us red wine and encouraged me to drink. It was enough to make me slightly tipsy. She also brought up my sleeping arrangements.
“You know, since I’m aware of your relationship now, Marcus is welcome to stay the night,” she offered. “I don’t mind.”
Daisy’s face lit up. “Really? That would be awesome!” She threw her arms around me in a loving hug.
“I’ll go get the guest room ready for you,” Roxy said, standing up.
“Don’t be silly, Mom, he can sleep in my room,” Daisy said.
Roxy held up her hands in mock surrender. It was as if she’d tried to separate us on purpose for one reason or another. “Of course, my mistake. You two have fun.”
After dinner, Daisy went to make sure her room was presentable for company. Roxy and I cleared the dishes. As I was loading the dishwasher, Roxy let out a small groan, rolling her shoulder.
“Everything okay?” I asked.
“Just a kink in my shoulder,” she said, rotating her arm with a grimace. “I must have pulled something… Can you give me a little massage?”
“Sure,” I said. I stepped behind her and placed my hands on her bare shoulders, kneading the tense muscles. Roxy let out a sensual moan, leaning back into my touch. That moan reminded me of Daisy’s when I’d be deep inside her…
“Mmm, that feels amazing,” she said, her head lolling to the side. “You’re so good with your hands…”
Emboldened by her reaction, I let my fingers drift lower, skimming along her collarbones. I could feel her body responding, her breath quickening, and her nipples tightening beneath her bra. Slowly, daringly, I cupped the heavy swells of her breasts, gently squeezing. It had been a forbidden dream of mine, and if it hadn’t been for the wine, I probably wouldn’t have dared to.
Roxy moaned some more, arching into my touch. “Oh, Marcus…”
Just then, I heard Daisy say, “What’s going on here?”
We sprang apart guiltily. Daisy stood there, hands on her hips.
“Daisy, sweetie, it’s not what it looks like,” Roxy started, but Daisy cut her off.
“Really, Mom? Because it looks like you’re trying to seduce your nephew!”
“No, of course not! I would never…”
“She’s telling the truth, Daisy,” I said, trying to defuse the situation. “I was just giving her a shoulder massage, that’s all. It was totally innocent.”
“You touched her boobs,” Daisy said. “And Mom, I saw how you looked at him during dinner. I’m not blind.”
“Sweetie, I’m so sorry,” Roxy apologized. “I got a bit turned on seeing you two… and Marcus is very handsome.”
Daisy deflated a little. “It’s fine,” she said.
“You sure?” Roxy asked.
“I don’t mind, as long as you don’t do anything behind my back,” she said.
“I promise I won’t do it again,” she said, and then she opened her arms. “A hug?”
Daisy didn’t hesitate and naturally fell into her mother’s arms. They held each other for a long moment before pulling away. Daisy looked between her mom and me, biting her lip. I could practically see the wheels turning in her head.
“Hey, I just had a crazy idea,” she said slowly, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. “Since we’re all being so open and honest here… what would you guys think about maybe having a threesome?”
Roxy and I gaped at her, stunned. That was the last thing I ever expected to come out of Daisy’s mouth. But as the initial shock wore off, I felt a thrill of excitement zip through me at the prospect. Glancing over at Roxy, I could tell from the heated look in her eyes that she was intrigued by the suggestion too.
“Daisy…” Roxy’s voice was slightly breathless, and I could tell she was getting turned on some more by the idea. “Are you sure about this?”
Daisy nodded. “I’m sure. Since you want him too… and I don’t want you to sleep alone. I think Marcus wants you too.” She giggled at the end.
“I’m definitely not against it,” I said.
“Okay… if you two want,” Roxy said. “But I think we should use my bed… It’s king-size after all.”
We followed Roxy upstairs to her spacious bedroom. The king-sized bed looked inviting, with its plush comforter and pile of red pillows. Daisy and her mom exchanged a look, then started playfully undressing each other, giggling as they fumbled with zippers and buttons.
Soon they were both nude, and I couldn’t help but stare in awe. Roxy was even more stunning without clothes, her body a work of art. Her full breasts were large and round, tipped with dusky pink nipples. They had a natural sag and cleavage, but they were two works of art.
“Wow, Roxy… you’re gorgeous,” I said.
She smiled, cupping her breasts and giving them a little jiggle. “I’m glad you approve. Why don’t you come over here and get a closer look?”
I stepped towards her eagerly. She took my hands and placed them on her tits, letting me squeeze the supple flesh. They were soft and heavy in my palms, and I caressed them in awe as if it were the first time I’d ever touched boobs.
“They’re perfect,” I told her sincerely. “Like two beautiful bells.”
“What do you think of my daughter’s boobs?” she asked. “She got nice ones too.”
“I love them,” I said, glancing over at Daisy. I’d seen them so many times by now so I was mostly excited over Roxy.
Daisy beamed at the compliment, thrusting out her chest. “Thanks Mom. But check out what Marcus is packing.” She reached over and tugged down my pants and boxers in one swift motion, freeing my hard cock. It sprang up, bobbing in the air.
Roxy’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of my erection. “Oh my… very impressive. So big and thick … It’s exactly how your mom described it.”
“What?” I asked.
Roxy blushed. “She told me about that one time she caught you masturbating.”
Now it was my turn to blush. “Of course she had to tell you.”
Roxy waved her hand dismissively. “Come on, be proud of it.”
Trying to forget the embarrassing moment, I was proud of my aunt’s words. The two most beautiful women I knew were ogling my manhood with undisguised lust.
Daisy giggled and gave my ass a playful smack. “Now let’s put it to good use.”
We tumbled onto the bed together, hands roaming and caressing newly exposed flesh. I found myself sandwiched between a gorgeous woman and a beautiful girl, their lips meeting mine in a passionate three-way kiss. We flicked out our tongues, gently twirling with each other before taking turns kissing each other on the lips. It grew heated quite quickly, not just the fact they were both hot, but because we were related, especially mom and daughter.
Breaking away, I began trailing open-mouthed kisses down Roxy’s neck and chest until I reached her full breasts. I took a stiff nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive bud and her tan boob. She let out a throaty moan, threading her fingers through my hair. Then I dived right into her milf cleavages, licking the sides of her breasts.
At the same time, I felt Daisy’s small hand wrap around my straining erection, stroking me and holding me as if she held onto a sword. Then her hot mouth engulfed the head and I groaned against Roxy’s breasts.
“Mmm, damn, you suck well,” Roxy said, watching her daughter bob up and down my shaft.
Daisy hummed around my girth and took me deep down her throat, making her mother proud as I kept groping and exploring her big boobs.
After a minute, they switched positions. Now Roxy’s experienced mouth was wrapped around my cock while Daisy sat on my face. I eagerly lapped at her sweet pussy, savoring the sweet taste of my cousin. Above me, I heard Roxy instructing Daisy on how to deep throat properly.
“Breathe through your nose and relax your throat, honey. You can take him all the way down… that’s it, good girl!”
While I enjoyed my cousin’s pussy, they kept swapping turns, sucking me off one after another. The dirty talk combined with the wet heat of their mouths was driving me wild. I bucked my hips up, fucking Roxy’s face as I licked Daisy to a writhing, moaning climax.
Once Daisy had come down from her high, she came off my face. Roxy looked at me while fingering her mature pussy. “Which one do you want first?”
“Your pussy,” I said.
Roxy rolled onto her back and spread her long legs in clear invitation. “I’m all yours.”
Before plunging my cock inside her, I leaned down for a lick. Her pussy was glistening with arousal. A neatly trimmed triangle of auburn hair crowned her mound, leading down to the delicate folds of her labia. I inhaled deeply, enjoying the strong musk of her excitement.
Her outer lips were plump and flushed a deep pink, slightly parted to reveal the glistening inner petals. Pearly drops of her honey clung to the delicate skin. Unable to resist, I leaned in and slowly dragged my tongue along her slit, lapping up her tangy-sweet juices.
“Oh Marcus,” Roxy gasped, her hips bucking up to meet my mouth.
I swirled my tongue around her swollen clit, flicking the sensitive bundle of nerves until she was panting and writhing beneath me. Her pussy was a work of art, and I worshipped it with my lips and tongue. I caught Daisy grinning while I kept licking her mother. I came off her with a smack.
“Does she taste sweeter than me?” Daisy asked playfully.
“You taste similar,” I noted after licking my lips. I positioned myself between Roxy’s thighs, with my erection pointing at the slick hole I’d just licked. I thrust forward, sheathing myself in her warm, mature pussy. We both moaned at the delicious sensation. Bracing my hands on either side of her head, I started to move, pumping in and out of her slick channel.
“Oh yes, just like that!” Roxy moaned, wrapping her legs around my waist. “Hmm, in front of my daughter.”
I obliged, slamming into her faster, our bodies slapping together obscenely.
“Sweetie,” her mother said while I had my way with her.
“What is it?”
“You can sit on my face if you want,” she said before gasping as I thrust into her.
Daisy crawled up and straddled her mother’s face, grinding her pussy against Roxy’s mouth. Roxy licked her daughter, her muffled moans vibrating around Daisy’s clit.
“Geeze,” I said to myself as I had never seen anything as hot as this. I could feel my balls tightening, my impending release coiling at the base of my spine. Suddenly, Roxy pulled her mouth away from Daisy’s vagina.
I couldn’t hold it in any longer. It became too intense. With a loud grunt, I slammed into her one final time and let go, my cock pulsing as I shot my load deep inside her. The whole time, I was acutely aware of just how wrong and taboo this was: ejaculating into my own aunt’s unprotected pussy while her daughter sat on top of her face. But that only heightened my pleasure, intensifying the toe-curling ecstasy of my release.
As I pulled out, Daisy scrambled down, showing off that her mother’s face was covered in her daughter’s honey. “Mom, watch!” she said and buried her face between her mother’s thighs, lapping at the creampie leaking from Roxy’s well-fucked hole. I watched in awe as my cousin slurped up my cum till her mouth was full and then snowballed it into Roxy’s mouth, the two of them swapping my cum back and forth in a filthy kiss.
Utterly spent, I collapsed onto the bed beside them, struggling to catch my breath. Roxy and Daisy curled up on either side of me, their heads resting on my chest.
“That was hot,” Roxy sighed contentedly. “Marcus, promise you won’t tell your mom about this, okay? It’ll be our little secret.”
“I promise,” I readily agreed. The last thing I wanted was for my mom to find out I’d fucked her sister.
“And thank you, Daisy, for sharing Marcus with me,” Roxy continued, reaching over to stroke her daughter’s hair. “Mommy really needed that.”
Daisy smiled and hugged her mother tightly. “I love you, Mom. You’re the best.”
We cuddled together in post-coital bliss, our sweaty bodies intertwined on the rumpled sheets. I couldn’t believe what had just happened: a sizzling threesome with my gorgeous cousin Daisy and her sexy MILF mom Roxy. It was like something out of my wildest fantasies.
The end.
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