Hooking up with my cousin's wife: a night of limitless lust There had always been tension between us. Long glances, discreet smiles, accidental touches that left in the air a desire that neither of us had the courage to admit. But everything changed that night. The family party was lively, and she looked beautiful, in a tight dress that highlighted her curves in a provocative way. When our eyes met, I felt the heat rise through my body. It was then that she approached, biting her lip and blurting out, almost as if she didn't want anything: "Have you never thought of something different?" Desire consumed me immediately. A little while later, we were alone in a corner of the house, breathing heavily and our hands exploring each other's bodies, as if that was our only chance. It wasn't long before our clothes started to fall off. Her skin was warm, soft, and the way her lips ran down my neck made me lose control. I sucked her breasts eagerly, feeling her soft moans and the way she arched her back, asking for more. — Like this... keep going... — she whispered, digging her nails into my back. Our bodies fit together perfectly, the friction was intense, delicious. I pulled her closer, and soon we were glued together, our legs intertwined, our movements synchronized, increasing the pressure until everything around us disappeared. The excitement was so great that each of us would joke around, drop a few hints, but it was all just teasing. Until one night, after a few too many drinks and lots of laughter, the joke became serious. The atmosphere between us was different, our looks lingered longer, our touches were bolder. — What if we put on the Velcro? — she said, laughing, but with that mischievous look that made my whole body shiver. I didn't think twice, I pulled her by the waist and our lips met in a hot kiss, full of repressed desire. Her hand went down my back, and mine slid down her thighs. The excitement that had always been in the air was now there, burning on my skin. Without wasting time, we went to the bedroom. As soon as we closed the door, we were already tearing each other's clothes off, without shame, without fuss. Her mouth found my neck, slowly moving down to my breasts, sucking and biting while I moaned, completely surrendered. Our bodies were glued together, skin against skin, and the feeling was indescribable. I laid her down on the bed, kissed every inch of her body, and when my mouth reached where she wanted me most, I felt how wet she was, ready for me. My tongue explored every detail, and her moans only made me want more. "That's it... like that..." she whispered, pulling my hair hard. The friction between us was intense, our legs intertwined, our bodies fitting together in the right rhythm, increasing the tension until we couldn't hold it anymore. The room was filled with our moans, the sound of our skin meeting, the pleasure consuming us completely. After several orgasms, we were sweaty, exhausted, but still with that fire in our eyes. She smiled sideways, biting her lip, and whispered in my ear: — Who would have thought we would like it so much, he said biting his lip.