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Twisted Trans Sister	By : straywolfxx Category: +1 through F > Ben 10 Views: 13210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Oh God…," Ben groaned in pleasure, the pain of his injuries totally forgotten. Trying to keep himself from squirming under her motions, he propped himself on his elbow and threw his head back. Gwen's mouth felt fantastic around his hardened member. The way she rolled her tongue along the underside of his shaft as she worked her lips up and down, and the way she left just the tip in her mouth and suckled the engorged head, felt incredible.
Gwen, too, was plenty excited; her panties were soaked through and clinging to her sensitive flesh. Going down on Ben tempted her to jump his bones right then and there, yet she refused to give in to that instinctual urge, she even refrained from touching herself. She was going to focus on him, and only him. Besides, the longer she held off, the greater the release––and hell, Ben could do just about anything and have her cumming in no time. Holding tightly the base of his cock, Gwen trailed kisses down the underside of his throbbing organ and made her way down to his balls. She cupped them with her free hand and nuzzled, kissed, and licked––merely teasing him now.
More pre-cum dribbled from his tip, and flowed down to Gwen's fingers. Upon feeling this, she immediately brought her mouth from his sac, and hovered above his cock. So into it was Gwen, that when Ben brought his hands softly to her shoulders, she jumped up with a start. Wherever her mind was seconds before, she snapped back into reality and looked up to face him.
"Something wrong, Ben?" Gwen asked a moment after catching her breath. She felt his fingers massaging her gently.
"No, nothing's wrong," he panted, lungs ablaze, "Wanted to switch up a little bit."
"What did you have in mind?"
Giving a charming smile, Ben trailed his hand slowly from her shoulders, all the way down her back, to rest them over her butt. His thumbs hooked under the top of her pants and he tugged lightly at them.
"Only a little bit of fair play, is all," Ben chuckled, patting her behind, "You got a chance to taste me, and now I'd like to do the same with you."
Letting go of his still rigid cock, Gwen sat up on her knees, and undid her pants. No time was wasted as she tore off both layers at once and threw them across the room. Gwen raised her left leg off the mattress and stretched it out and turned her back to Ben. She slowly brought her knee down, off to his other side, shook her hair out of her face, and gazed seductively over her shoulder. The whole move had given her cousin a full view of her dripping pussy. To make the moment even more erotic, she pressed her moistened lips at the center of his chest and slid backwards, all the way up to his chin; her pubic hair tickled his skin and gave him goose bumps.
As soon as Gwen grabbed his erection again, Ben had carefully wrapped his arms around her hips and pushed his lips into her delicate petals. He gave soft kisses over each lip and surrounding areas. That must've been the right thing to do, as she moaned while halfway down his rock hard cock. His entire body twitched and his hips pressed forward slightly, pushing himself further into Gwen's mouth. Pre-cum dribbled freely from his tip.
In no time at all, Gwen's juices soaked a large portion of Ben's face and had dripped down to his chest. Just as he got his body into his control, he pressed his face, again, into his cousin's waiting sex. This time the kisses were slow and penetrating. He opened his mouth and let his tongue roll about her insides, roaming over her inner walls.
"Oooh, fuck!" Gwen moaned through gritted teeth. She could feel her cum gush over his tongue again; the sudden orgasm left her lightheaded for a couple seconds. Digging her fingers into Ben's thighs, she ground her pussy into his face. Somehow, one of his teeth raked against her exposed clit; Gwen's knees tightened around her cousin, leaned down into his tummy and stifled another loud moan. She came again.
After a couple orgasms, the redhead's adrenaline rush was only beginning. She brought her hands back to Ben's cock––her left hand grabbed at his balls while the other moved up and down his throbbing shaft. The sticky fluids that dribbled freely from his tip now trickled down further. Gwen's hand lathered the rivulets around the whole thing; his skin was fully lubricated now, glistening. Gwen's dazzling emerald eyes stared intently at the sight and couldn't hold herself back any further. She trailed full kisses from the base of his erection, up to the engorged head.
"You ready?" Gwen asked, squirming in place. Her own juices fully lubricated the entirety of her sex––she was more than ready to go.
"For what?" Ben said playfully, still kissing around Gwen's exposed flower. His hands groped at her cute little butt.
Instead of telling him, Gwen picked herself up from his body and spun herself around, she looked down giving another evil grin. Once more she grabbed his shaft and worked it up and down, this time she positioned her lower-half over his tip.
"Do you really want this, baby?" Gwen asked in a sultry voice.
She teased Ben some more by guiding his head over her slit, barely pressing forward to let just the tip slide in.
All Ben could do now was groan and whisper.
"Please…," he begged.
Gwen let that last word hang over their silence for a moment before conceding to Ben's wishes. Slowly, yet surely, she eased her way down his length. The combination of the cousins' fluid made their union easy. Tight––but easy. When he was inside her all the way, Gwen sat atop Ben and grinned seductively at him. Fingertips trailed in curvy patterns over his chest, avoiding the bruises and patchwork; hips rolled in circles, tumbling the hardened cock within her round and round.
Arching his back, Ben pulled his hips backward, withdrawing his cock only slightly. Both cousins moaned audibly and pressed themselves back into one another. Gwen laughed, she hadn't expected such a quick and sudden movement from her injured lover. It was at that moment she realized she hadn't taken her top off yet. If this turned out to be like all the other times she and Ben made love––despite the injuries––things were going to get hot and rough. At the moment she only had the clothes that she was (partially) in. Now wasn't the time for a torn bra and shirt. Stopping after building so much pleasure was downright unbearable (even painful, in Ben's case), so Gwen made quick with the motions. In one fluid movement, she had her shirt over her head and flying across the room. It hadn't even landed when she worked the clasps of her bra.
Now it was time to tease Ben again.
With her bra unhooked and hanging off her back, Gwen crossed her arms and rested her palms over opposite shoulders and tugged easily at the straps. Slightly, she rose from Ben's erection, leaving only the head in, and relaxed her leg muscles and sat back down; he twitched inside her. Slowly, the straps came down her shoulders, and her cups dipped a bit, letting her petite breasts show.
Not missing a single beat, Ben grabbed from Gwen's now exposed chest. He held her tits in his palms and gave a gentle squeeze. Aside from her nipples––which had fully erected some point in their lovemaking––the flesh her held was so soft and so smooth. The skin at his palms were hard and calloused, which made a lovely contrast. All the while he tended to her breasts, Ben also kept a slow and easy rhythm, pumping his member into her overflowing pussy. With every thrust he gave, he could feel her muscles contracting around his shaft. And at this point, it was getting difficult to pull out of her. She must've been getting close.
"Mmm…and you said you couldn't stand to go slow," Ben managed to get out between motions. He paused momentarily to keep himself from spilling inside her.
"Yeah, well––ooooh––you better believe I'm using every bit of willpower to keep myself from fucking your brains out."
"I've noticed," said Ben, pulling out of her, sharply, all the way.
Gwen shuddered and gasped loudly, "Oh, Goddamn!"
Her knees clamped painfully at his sides, causing Ben to let out a gasp of his own. Warm juices poured out from between Gwen's legs; Ben looked down to see her clear liquids cascading from her sensitive nether regions. His wet cock fell back, still quite hard, against her butt. Gwen collapsed and fell on top of him––thankfully he was still on his natural high and didn't notice most of the sharp pains shooting all over his body. All he could focus on was Gwen's gentle body laying half-conscious on his chest. Damp red hair spread over his collar bone and upper arm; her soft breasts pressed against his tummy, and her ear lay above his heart, listening to it beat.
Ben absent-mindedly pawed at her hair, letting his fingers drift through the long, dark strands. Moments like this, he thought, seemed to be better than sex (yes, the thought surprised him too). But who could not enjoy laying peacefully with the person you loved, laying naked, exposed, and vulnerable, and not have a care or worry in the world? He let out a content sigh and closed his eyes; his mind was always at peace when she was near him––he could relax.
"…Wait," Gwen spoke up, keeping the side of her face against his body, "did you finish, Ben?"
"No, I didn't," Ben replied, "Honestly, I wasn't even thinking about it––well, other than to keep myself from doing it too early."
"Really?"
"Yeah… There wasn't much for me to do this time around. I got caught up in how much you were enjoying it. Not just the act of having sex, I mean, but… how do I say this? It wasn't just your body reacting; I could feel something deep inside me, a feeling that I know I'll never have with anyone else. I could see it in your eyes too. Looking up at you, I couldn't help but watch….," he suddenly trailed off, "Sorry, I'm rambling aren't I?"
You're fine, Ben," Gwen managed to whisper. Her voice caught in her throat; those emerald eyes sparkled with tears. Even in their relationship, Ben wasn't much for the mushy stuff––though he was far from immature about it nowadays, he simply wasn't the best at vocalizing it. But he was trying. He truly did love her.
She raised her body from his, and held herself up with her arms at his sides. Ben opened his eyes slowly, wondering what Gwen was up to. He was met with her smiling, tear-stained face.
"Ben?"
"Hmm?"
"I'm going to get on top of you again," she lowered her head to his ear and whispered, "and I'm going to make you cum… and I want you to be inside me when you do it."
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