Blake Garfield

Cousin in bondage

CHAPTER ONE

Amy Wells decided that things had definitely gotten out of hand. She'd come here in a slinky black dress, fiery red stockings and garters to tease her cousin just one last time before she got married. Throughout their adolescence Amy had teased Glen, flaunting her hot, sexy body in front of him in the most revealing clothes she could find, driving him insane with fuck lust.

Amy had never liked men very much, but she'd known, from the time she was very young, that she could use her sexy body to get what she wanted from them. And she had tried most of her tricks out on her cousin Glen before she'd put them to use on the men in her life. Tomorrow, she was going to marry a rich little wimp she'd completely enchanted with her beautiful face and sleek, slender body. And the little tricks she'd used to snare the jerk she'd learned as a child teasing her cousin.

So tonight she had come to see her good looking cousin one last time. She'd put, on a slinky black silk dress and bright red garters. The fabric was sexy to the touch and clung to her sexy, slender body like a second skin. It outlined her nipples, made her tits look bigger, made her legs look longer. She had wanted to look good for the last time she'd tease Glen.

After she got married, she wouldn't permit herself this kind if unladylike behavior, but she couldn't resist driving her handsome cousin out of his mind with lust this one last time. She'd always gotten such a thrill at the brush of his huge hard on, the thought of him jerking off after she was through with him. She hated the idea of fucking with a man, but she loved the thought of all those gallons of jism Glen had spurted beating off after her visits over the years.

So she'd wanted tonight to be special. She'd even brought up the wrestling matches they used to when they were kids. Maybe that had been her mistake, because after that things seemed to have progressed on their own. The next thing she'd known, she was challenging Glen to a wrestling match, and he had a strange look in his eyes when he accepted. Two minutes later she was flat on her back, her silky dress biked up and pulled down to reveal far too much heaving tit and heated thigh. Glen had both her hands pinned effortlessly together above her head. Now, Amy realized with a touch of shock, he was tying them to something. With a brazen, lusting grin, he grabbed her waist.

Amy was certainly worth grabbing at. She was a tall girl, close to six feet, with a creamy, olive complexion. She had big brown eyes and aristocratic features. Her neck was long and delicately thin. Her jet black hair flowed down almost to her ass.

Her tits were large and round and pointy. Her waist was small enough for Glen to completely encircle it with his fingers and her hips were slim, curving out gently to lead to long, shapely legs that seemed to go on forever.

"Let me up," Amy ordered coldly fixing her cousin with a stony stare.

Her breath caught when she felt something huge and hot pulsing against her satin covered thigh. She'd forgotten how huge Glen's cock was.

"This has gone too far. I am your cousin, and I'm about to be married. This doesn't look right."