She was lying on her stomach, watching TV.

I sat next to her, my back to the headboard. I could see her ass peeking from the bottom of her purple skirt. I shouldn’t be looking though but I couldn’t help myself.

I moved my gaze to the TV and then to my phone, but I could feel my heart beating a little faster than normal.

I wish she would adjust her position. I really shouldn’t be having these thoughts in my head. I know it’s inappropriate.

“Eva sit up, watch TV like a normal person.” I hissed.

“You know I’m shortsighted, right? I can barely see from over there,” she returned defiantly. 

“Where’s your glasses?”

“I mistakenly sat on it, it’s broken, will get a new one soon.”

“Okay.”

For some reason, I couldn’t let her know what she was doing to me. I just couldn’t tell her to drag her skirt down and cover-up. But how could she not know that her ass was peeking out of it? She should be able to feel it, is she that oblivious? 

Hmph, girls though. 

“I’m thirsty, d’you want anything from the fridge?” She asked, jumping up from the bed.

“Nah, I’m good.” 

At least by the time she gets back on the bed, her skirt will be down and my heart rate can return to beating at its normal pace.

She was back in a minute and sat up next to me to drink her water.

“My eyesight is shit, I can barely make out anything.”

She squinted at the TV. 

“Maybe you should eat more carrots or slice more onions.”

She smirked.

“You know the onion thing is not true right? It’s an old wives tale and carrots? Really?”

“You girls are always doing things to improve shit, your skin, your hair, your kneecaps.”

She laughed.

“Kneecaps? You’re a clown. When I can afford it I’d get laser surgery but for now, I think it’s safer to stick to glasses, wouldn’t want to take any concoctions that could worsen my eyesight, I’m not risking that.”

She was done with her water and she got back to her former position, lying on her stomach, legs towards the headboard and head at the foot of the bed, and face to the TV. But this time, her skirt was riding a bit higher than it had earlier been.

I groaned.

“You okay? Lost crypto money?” Eva asked.

“It’s cryptocurrency, not crypto money.” I scoffed.

“Same to same.”

“It’s the same difference, not same to same and no, I’m not losing anything except a little of my sanity and decency,” I blurted in frustration.

“What are you going on about? Shush, you’re distracting me, this Joffrey is a bastard, is he really going to kill Lord Stark?”

“No spoilers, remember? You made me promise and please adjust your skirt for fucks sake, the pimples on your bum are glaring at me.”

She hadn’t heard me, too engrossed with the show she was watching. 

I wish there were actually pimples on her bum, it would have made things less hard because that was how I felt at that moment. My dick was getting hard.

Yep! I made up my mind. I have to get out of here. But just before I got up to leave, in her excitement about Lord Stark getting beheaded, her skirt rose higher than before and I saw the holy grail —her pussy.

Oh shit! I knew I was definitely not leaving the room anymore. My heart was no longer just beating, it was pounding heavily. My breath was shallow, my palms sweaty, and my dick had become longer than Pinocchio’s nose.

“Eva, you’re not wearing panties,” I said with a gulp.

She turned her head to me. I could see the confusion in her eyes as she tried to process what I had just said.

“Are you okay? You’ve seen me naked loads.”

“I know but I’m still a guy.”

“So?”

“Eva, right now I can see your pussy.”

“So?”

“Eva…” I gave her a knowing look.

“I still don’t get it.”

I sighed, “My dick is getting hard.”

A surprised look stole her face, “No way!”

“At least adjust your skirt so I can get back to normal.”

She smiled amusingly, turned her attention back to the TV, moved her left hand backwards to adjust her skirt and instead pulled the whole skirt up, exposing everything.

“What the fuck Eva?”

Groaning, I buried my face in my left palm, rubbing my eyes in frustration.

I knew it was a bad idea to call her attention to the skirt. I knew it. If you tell Eva not to take a step, she would take ten steps. She was daring. She loved a challenge, and most of all, she hated it when anyone told her what she could or could not do.

I took my hand off my face and my jaw dropped in disbelief. In the few seconds I had shielded my eyes from her in frustration, Eva had taken off all her clothes. She was now lying face down, stark naked, knees apart, her toes waving up in the air, giving me a clear view of everything.

She turned to look at me with a dangerous smile on her face.

“You can touch it if you want.”

I was speechless. I couldn’t believe that this was happening. If my dick was a lion, at that moment, you’d have heard it roar with rage. 

I was rooted to the spot, unsure what to do. She wiggled her body in a way that made her ass clap and the sound of it made me lose all common sense and decency. 

She giggled.  

I felt like Adam. I wanted the forbidden fruit so fucking bad. At that moment, I chose to give my logical brain permission to take a vacation since there was no way I was going to be able to form any rational thoughts going forward. My dick was now in charge. It was now the boss. And whatever the boss wanted, it got.

“Shift downward a little bit.”  My voice was hoarse but tender, almost like a plea. 

She heard me and moved.

My hands were within reach and it was familiar territory; not with her of course, but with others. I had seen and played with a few holy grails before this. I slid my fingers inside her and she felt  warm. She gasped a little. She was already a little wet as I dug two of my left fingers in and out of her with rhythm. Soon, I felt a heat over my fingers as she flooded them.

She moaned and moved her hips with the movement of my fingers, timing it perfectly. She was a waterfall; too much for my fingers to handle. I had to switch but before I could do that, she got up to her knees, stepped down from the bed and walked out of the room, naked.

Oh fuck! I was confused. Did she change her mind? Was it all some kind of trap? Was she going to report me to her parents? Oh no! I should’ve walked out earlier like I wanted to. This was so embarrassing. What the fuck!? My ears rang. 

Just then she walked back into the room.

“I had to make sure the front door was locked, in case anyone comes back home unexpectedly.” 

She closed the bedroom door and locked it from inside with the key. Unbeknownst to her that I had barely taken a breath since she got up and walked out, I exhaled with relief and continued disbelief.

She walked toward the windows and pulled the curtains close. She picked up the remote control and increased the volume on the TV. She walked up to me, took my hands and gently dragged me, I followed her lead and stood up from the bed. She pulled down my pants as I stood at the edge of the bed and I followed her cue. I took off my shirt. We were now both naked.

She gently pushed me back on the bed to a sitting position. She knelt on the floor in front of me, with both her hands on my thighs, took my dick into her mouth, and as I gasped with pleasure, the last rational thought that crossed my mind was that I would gladly take whatever repercussions were to come if we got caught because it would be worth it.

She artfully sucked, licked, and teased my soul as she took the length of my dick in her mouth. I groaned with pleasure as she let me cum in her mouth. My legs trembled and my toes curled as I orgasmed. 

But she wasn’t done with me yet. She directed me to rest my back on the headboard and then positioned herself on top of me. She rubbed her pussy on my half-limp dick, slowly and gently humping on it, letting her overflowing juices rub all over it. I took her nipples in my mouth and teased them with my tongue, giving her gentle bites while I pulled on her hair a little. She loved it and humped a little harder and faster. I could feel my dick recovering its confidence again.

But then she stopped and pulled me to the edge of the bed, back to the former position I had been in before. This time, however, instead of putting my dick in my mouth, she put it in between her generous breasts, letting it glide on her chest, up and down. She held breasts from the side to keep it in place as she continued her movement. She spat on it to ease the smooth movement of my dick on her cleft. 

I had never experienced such bliss and I didn’t want it to end.

Up and down, my dick went, guarded by the warmth of her breasts as it got harder. After a while, I couldn’t take it anymore. I pulled her up, laid on my back and allowed her to position herself on top of me. She slowly let me inside her, as she gasped and moaned, riding me like a wild stallion.

Fuck! She felt so wet, so warm, so tight —so deep.

I looked at her and I couldn’t believe I was fucking her. The realization made my dick even harder. I guess she felt the change inside her too because she began moaning louder and swaying her hips even more seductively as she bounced on me.

I wasn’t sure how she switched positions so fast but in one fell swoop, I found I was no longer staring at her bouncing breasts, instead my eyes were graced by her back and her ass twerking in  rhythm to my dick going in and out of her. It was a spectacular view!

It was a sweet forbidden pleasure. I wanted more. If my best friend knew what I was doing, I was sure he’d go into a coma. He had always had a crush on Eva for the longest time. Poor guy. But he will never know. This was a secret I would take to the grave with me. No one can ever know that I just fucked my cousin. With that thought in mind, I had the most violent orgasm I’d ever had. And Fuck! It was amazing.