The guest

As soon as I got home, I went straight to take a shower, I was still feeling my pussy burning, but while the water was falling, I took my fingers to my pussy and put it inside it and started to take them out and put them on, like it was that naughty drug dealer's dick.

- Aaaah, yeah, aaah.

Soon I was feeling my pussy walls throb under my fingers.

In my whole life, I had never touched myself like this, nor had I taken so much pleasure in being watched and eaten as if I were a piece of meat, but everything I felt in that shed, with those guys looking at my pussy, made me want to repeat the dose more often.

The next day, I woke up to my mother knocking on the door.

Mother: Jessy, we've just arrived from our trip and we're waiting for you for breakfast, we've brought a guest, we want you to meet him, don't be long.

- Okay, I'll just do my personal hygiene.

I hadn't been drinking, but I had a headache, maybe from sleeping too late.

I went into the bathroom, washed my face, brushed my teeth and put on a pair of jean shorts, a bra and a loose-fitting blouse.

When I got to the living room, my parents were sitting on the couch, talking to a guy, he looked to be in his 30s and he was very handsome, and strangely my panties started to get wet, it was like I had no control over my pussy .

He looked at me, and surreptitiously he looked at my legs, it was a matter of seconds, but I noticed.

Father: Jessy, this is Marcelo, he is the son of a cousin of mine, which makes him your cousin too, he will spend a fortnight with us, until the apartment he rented is ready.

I stared at that man with desire, and he realized my intention.

He got up, walked over to me, and kissed me on the cheek.

Marcelo: Nice to meet you, Jessy.

- I didn't know I had such an old cousin.

My father started laughing nonstop, and my mother joined in, while Marcelo was embarrassed and tried to show that he wasn't offended.

Surely I had just confused his mind, looking at him with desire and then calling him an old man.

- We will have breakfast? I'm starving.

My parents agreed and headed towards the kitchen, while Marcelo and I followed them, exchanging seductive glances.

I didn't understand how I, an 18 year old girl who had lost my virginity less than 24 hours ago, was acting in such a vulgar way.

I almost couldn't pay attention to the conversation that was going on between my parents and him, all I could think of was a way to make him eat me, and make me moan like a bitch in heat, just like Pietro said he would and failed to comply.

Marcelo: Well, where should I keep my things?

Mom: Jessy, take him to the guest room please.

It seemed like complete madness, but it was the perfect opportunity for me to act.

- Of course! Follow me.

I walked to the back of the house, where there were two guest rooms, chose the last one, and opened the door.

- In between.

He came in, put the bags by the closet, and I locked the door, as if I didn't have an ounce of sense left in me.

I quickly took off my shorts and panties, and when he looked back, and saw me in these conditions, his eyes widened and he froze.

I advanced towards him, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and made him sit on the bed and quickly climbed on top of him like a complete desperado.

Marcelo: What do you think you're doing Jessy? Do you want your father to kill me?

I unzipped his pants, and his dick was already completely hard and seeing it like that made me feel even more desire.

Marcelo: No, we are not going to do that, you must be crazy.

He said getting up with me and trying to put me on the ground, but I wrapped my legs around his waist, and our eyes met, making him lose all focus on what he was going to do.

- I want you to eat me now.

His breathing got heavy, and I ran my tongue over his neck, making him give a small moan.

Marcelo: Ooow damn.

He went back to sit on the bed, and when I was going to put his dick in my pussy, my mother called in the hall.

Mother: Jessy? Is everything okay over there?

In a matter of seconds, Marcelo took me off him.

Marcelo: Put your clothes on now.

I smirked, and got dressed while he went to the bathroom with a rock hard cock.

I unlocked the door and left.

- I was talking to Marcelo's old man about his work, do you need me?

Mother: Yes, can you go to the market and buy some items for lunch?

- Clear.

Father: Call Marcelo to go with you Jessy, you will need help carrying the bags to the car.

- You don't need a father, you have the shopping cart.

Dad: Don't be antisocial Jessy, be nice to your cousin.

- All right, I'll call that old man.

I needed to disguise and give the impression that Marcelo didn't attract me, but going to the market with him was exactly what I needed to continue what I had started.

I knocked on the door and he opened it.

Marcelo: Jessy, I don't want to have problems with your parents, get out of here.

- Relax man, they asked you to go to the market with me.

He took a deep breath, and I'm sure deep down he knew what I was up to.

He nodded and agreed, following me right after.

During the journey to the market, we went in silence, but I could tell how tense he was.

When we got to the parking lot, he tried to get out of the car, but I locked the doors, which made him look quickly at me.

I took off my shorts and panties again, which were already soaked, I climbed on top of him, and pressed the lever so that his seat tilted backwards.

Marcelo: Jessy, don't you have a boyfriend to put out your fire, girl?

- My fire is eternal.

His cock was already hard again, and he was wearing sweatshorts, which made my life a lot easier when it came to removing his cock from inside his clothes.

As soon as I took his cock out of my shorts, I sat down right away, and he closed his eyes when my pussy slipped out, so wet was it.

He opened his eyes again, held my hips as I rode.

After that he surrendered to the moment completely, took off my shirt, unfastened my bra and devoured my breasts.

Marcelo: Uuuuh, how delicious.

He started to bite my nipples, and it made me cry out in pleasure.

- Bite harder...

He bit harder and I came intensely, and then he took me off him, unlocked the door and opened it a little to dump his cum out of the car.

Lucky for us, the parking lot was practically empty.

I scavenged my bra from the car floor, got dressed and got out of the car as if nothing had happened.

- Come on, we have a list of things to buy.

He laughed and followed me.

He wasn't much of a talker, after all we had met for about two hours and he must have thought I was a pervert.

After we bought everything, we went home in silence, and although I wanted to enjoy his cock a little longer, my parents would be surprised by the delay, and it was exactly as I thought.

Mother: Wow, you took a while, lunch will be late today.

- Sorry mom, the checkout line was long.

While I was explaining myself to my mother, a little girl, about 5 years old, ran across the room and grabbed Marcelo.

“Papaaai”...

- Daddy? Is this girl your daughter?

Before he answered me, a beautiful woman, with black hair and an angelic smile also appeared in the room and answered saying yes.

She walked towards him and kissed him.

Mother: Jessy, this is Thais, Marcelo's wife and this is their little daughter, Letícia.

I glared at Marcelo, and he immediately looked away.

That should have been enough for me to get away from him and lock myself in the room for the next fortnight, but that's not what I did.

I opened a huge smile, thinking about the amount of things I would do with him, around his wife.