I had grown up with a lesson about my cousins, especially girls, that always remained unlearned.
The fact that they were to be like sisters to me sounded like just a mere illusion to me. I had
developed a passion that leaped beyond the limits for my beautiful cousins, and above all,
Amelia had absorbed my every compassion, tenderness and affection. We had grown up
together as siblings, but our relationship had been invaded by the devilish snares of erotic
attraction between us, especially when we became teenagers. I had done filthy things with
cousins, but with Amelia, it was something more than normal, luscious relationship.
Then this day whose memories can never be erased reached. The snow had covered both roofs
and woods of the countryside. I had gone to visit aunt Melds, Amelia's mother, for the holiday,
that being the second week in her homestead. That day, the whole family had gone for a church
function earlier in the morning, and they were not yet back, probably because the chilly snow
had intensified its falling as minutes kicked by. Amelia and I had remained, and by nightfall we
were comfortably tucked in our respective rooms, after having an early supper of delicious
chicken soup, rice,peas and spinach, excellently prepared by Amelia. During the meal, our eyes
seemed to communicate uncluttered tension.
I had covered myself with enormous wollen covers when my phone vibrated. It was Amelia's
number, and she had sent a short text, 'come to my room please, I am afraid of the dark. I knew
what she meant by that, it was one of our secret codes of communication. I jumped out of bed,
creeped to her room's door and knocked. She opened the door and a luscious shock of arousal
struck my whole body from the top of my head to the central curl of my heels. She was dressed
in her night gown, which exposed the beautiful curves of her sexy gorgeous body, the laces of
her bra and drawers staring at me with devilish invitation. Amelia ushered me into her bedroom, an erotic grin of desire evident on her face.
"Amelia, aren't you afraid they might overhear and find us when..." I tried to caution her but my
words were swallowed by a deep erotic kiss from my beloved cousin, sending down a
generosity of exotic flowers down my nerves. Amelia was an excellent kisser, and my lips had
got used to her skillful moves, our tongues had savaged the corners of each other's mouth, our
tongue tips had absorbed each other's heart to the extent of comprehending when the degrees
were low or high. I untied the ribbon of Amelia's night gown and sent it dropping with ease on
the floor, as she reached for my pyjamas, her hands trembling as she struggled to pull them out.
Arousement overwhelmed me when she rubbed my d*ck with her soft right hand palm, and I
pushed her to her enormous camphor bed, uncooked her bra and went for her underwear.
We resumed the kisses when I took off her last raiment and dropped mine. Deep, affectionate
kisses lasted for minutes as my body laid on top of her aroused one. She gasped as I moved my
hand and found her soft curl with my figures, in between her seductive thighs. A moan escaped
her mouth when I rubbed her clit, kissed her throat, taking every moves of her heavy breaths into
my mouth. I made her so wet that my figures ended up dripping with her fluids. She glanced up
at me, the look on her face pleading for one thing, which she only managed to whisper,
"Please...shove that thing deep inside me, "
I adjusted her abdomen into the right posture, then placed a pillow below her hips, fixing her
body's position into the suitable way to usher me in. I was both amused and aroused by the way
she moved her hips up and down, with great desire as she eagerly waited for my invasion. I
didn't mind if the consequences found us in the gates of world's dark corners. All I wanted was
to be inside her, make love to Amelia, give her pleasure and screw her p**sy for the whole night.
"Be patient, my Amelia. Am going to make love to you for the whole night. First, I will be so
gentle, but for the second turn I will be a bit wicked. For the third round, I will be very rough and
ruthless, I will give you a reason to always recall this night," I muttered on her ear.
Amelia gasped and her eyes widened from my hard invasion, letting out a loud moan that made
me doubt that we had already been overhead despite the sounds of the falling snow. The
sweetness of her silken warm canal walls however dissolved my doubts as I entered her as
deeper as she could take and accommodate me. I kisses her and swallowed her desperate cries
as I thrust slowly and gently, for the first turn, as I had promised. More and more spasms of
pleasure tortured our nerves until the first orgasm evaded. Now it was the turn to be wicked, it
would be an understatement if I used language to describe the vehement things I did to Amelia
until a large fountain of fluids escaped her p**sy. She glanced at me with, her eyes wet with
tears of pleasure as her whole body trembled with orgasm. She had reached the climax! "Please,
just stop! It's over!" She pleaded with feeble voice.
"Not before I accomplish the turn for being ruthless," I said she was shocked to learn that I was
still aroused. "No please, give me a short break, am just worn out!" She struggled with her voice
and I couldn't help to laugh. My hysterical laughter faded away when we heard the sound of a
vehicle halting in the compound, which sent rushing for my clothes and getting dressed with
haste. By the time aunt Meld's voice called from the door, I was already ascending on the last
You will make me unable to walk back home," Amelia whispered as the last spasm evaded and
we held each other, still on bed, too exhausted that we forgot aunt Melds might turn suspicious
about our whereabouts. "I will carry you," I teased and a blush twisted the corners of her mouth.
"So, considering the fact that we are cousins, are we really going to end up together? How will
our family take it?" She asked, and the tone of her voice made me realise that she was deeply
concerned with that issue of marriage. "Amelia, no army will stop from marrying you," I assured
her as I caressed her smooth back. Amelia jumped out of the bed and went for her clothes. "It's
time to go and tell them, then!" She said as she pulled her sexy undergarment up her gorgeous
body. Her statement shocked me beyond words.
As we walked back home carrying a few pears in a large brown woven basket to cover up our
scandal, I couldn't exactly sum up the right words to ask aunt Melds' permission to let Amelia to
give me her hand in marriage. I had made up my mind to make sure that Amelia would be my
wife, but facing aunt Melds and revealing our relationship turned out to be the greatest obstacle
on the way to the land of intact companionship with the 'love of my life'. Only a song from far
away formed recurring echoes in my mind as we approached aunt Melds' homestead:
Clear sky hosted the sparrows,
Whose movement shot on air like arrows,
Rustling like water flow in furrows,
They formed a memory that never narrows,
England England, one day we shall meet