My bf of two weeks got to know the real me [f22] when my cousin visited

Tyler and I have only been official for two weeks. We matched on tinder, went on a few dates, and things moved fast. He’s cute in that casual way, 26, always relaxed and shows up with snacks and makes me laugh. The sex has been okay so far, nothing mind-blowing but he’s eager and sweet. I liked him enough to call him my boyfriend but deep down I already knew I wanted to test him. See how far he’d let me push things.

My cousin Jake is 28. We basically grew up together, spent every summer at family stuff, shared way too many secrets when we were younger. We don’t see each other that often anymore since he lives a couple hours away but whenever he comes into town he crashes at my place. Tyler had never met him. That was about to change.

I told Tyler my cousin was coming for the weekend and it would be chill. Just hanging out, watching movies and having some drinks. He shrugged and said “sounds good, babe.” He had no idea I’d been texting Jake for days, dropping little hints, telling him how new and fresh things were with Tyler and how I wanted to “show him something fun.”

Jake remembered exactly how bossy I used to get when we were teens. He was immediately down.

Jake showed up Friday night with a six-pack and that same confident grin I remembered from when we were younger. Tall, broad shoulders, the kind of guy who takes up space. Tyler shook his hand all polite and friendly, completely clueless. We ordered pizza, cracked open beers and at first everything felt normal. Tyler even tried talking sports with him. But I kept catching Jake staring at me when Tyler wasn’t looking. A very familiar, slightly creepy look that always made my stomach flip in the best and worst way.

By the second round of drinks I was sitting between them on the couch, legs over Tyler’s lap while I leaned into Jake’s side. Tyler noticed but just laughed it off like it was innocent cousin stuff. “You two seem pretty close,” he said while slowly sipping his beer.

I smiled and ran my fingers through Jake’s hair. “We are. Closer than most cousins, honestly.”

That’s when I decided it was time.

I stood up, peeled off my tank top and shorts right there in the living room, leaving me in just a tiny black thong. Both of them stared. Jake smirked like he already knew exactly what was coming. Tyler’s mouth fell open.

“Tyler, baby,” I said softly, climbing onto Jake’s lap and straddling him, “we’ve only been together two weeks, so I figured it’s early enough to show you the real me. Jake’s not just my cousin. He’s the first guy who ever really knew how to fuck me right. And tonight you get to watch.”

Tyler blinked hard, still holding his beer. “Emmy… he’s your cousin. This is kinda messed up.”

“I know,” I whispered already grinding slowly against the bulge in Jake’s jeans. “That’s what makes it hotter. Sit there and don’t move. You can touch yourself if you need to, but you don’t touch us. Okay?”

Jake chuckled low, hands sliding up my thighs. “She’s always been like this, dude. Bossy as hell even when we were kids.”

I kissed Jake deep with my tongue in his mouth, letting it get messy on purpose while Tyler watched with wide eyes. I could see the shock, the jealousy and that unwanted twitch in his shorts. When I broke the kiss I looked straight at my new boyfriend. “Tell him it’s okay, Tyler. Tell my cousin he can fuck your girlfriend while you just sit there like a good boy and watch.”

Tyler’s voice came out shaky and quiet. “This feels so wrong… but… yeah. It’s okay I guess. Do I have any other chance?”

That was all Jake needed. He flipped me onto my back on the couch, yanked my thong to the side and pushed inside me in one slow, thick stroke. „No“ he groaned.

I moaned loud, wrapping my legs around him. It felt familiar and dirty at the same time. That creepy rush because he was family and had known me forever.

“Look at him, Tyler,” I gasped between thrusts, eyes locked on my boyfriend. “Watch how my own cousin stretches me better than you have in these two weeks. Doesn’t it feel creepy knowing he used to sneak into my room when we were younger?”

Tyler was breathing fast, one hand already rubbing himself through his jeans. “Fuck, Emmy… this is so weird.”

“I know, baby,” I purred, moaning as Jake started pounding harder. “That’s why you’re getting so hard. Keep watching. Don’t look away.”

Jake fucked me right there on the family couch like he owned me, deep and rough, the way only someone who’s known you your whole life can. I came fast, crying out, my nails were digging into his back while Tyler stroked faster, his face flushed with shame and confusion.

When Jake finally creampied me, I stayed lying there, messy and glowing. I looked over at Tyler, still sitting obediently, his cock straining in his hand.

“Come here,” I said softly. “Clean your girlfriend up. Lick my cousin’s cum outta me like a good boy. This is what being with me is really like.”

Tyler hesitated more than just a minute and his eyes were glassy, then he leaned in and started licking slowly, tongue dragging over my clit and into my pussy while Jake watched with that satisfied, slightly creepy smirk.

I stroked Tyler’s hair gently. “Such a good sport after only two weeks. Most guys would’ve run by now.”

He looked up at me, lips shiny, voice hoarse. “I… I don’t know why I liked watching that.”

I smiled and kissed his forehead, tasting Jake on my own lips.