My Lil' Step-cousin

Penny Pax shuts her textbook, suddenly aching for home. She calls her step cousin Jade Nile, voice cracking with need. Jade tells her to come over, admits she'll be alone the whole weekend. They blow an afternoon together at Jade's place, stretching out on the living room floor while they paint each other's toenails, laughing about old summers, remembering how the two of them practically raised each other. Feelings spill out—they've always been the other's safety net, each other's first taste of real love. Jade asks about the massage class Penny's taking. Wants to feel those hands. Penny says practicing on family feels right, safer. One oil-slicked touch leads to the next. Soon Penny's palms slide over Jade's bare calves, up the curve of her thighs. Jade spreads for her, breath quickening. Penny works deeper, fingertips grazing slick heat. Jade pulls her down into a fierce kiss, legs locking tight. Clothes hit the floor in a frantic rush. They tangle, bare skin on bare skin, devouring each other. Penny buries her tongue between Jade's folds, licks her open, wet and greedy. Jade returns the favor, fingers digging into Penny's ass as her mouth finds Penny's clit. They grind, moan, and come hard in each other's arms—an unexpected, forbidden collision of bodies that neither planned and neither can stop.