Reason wins, sortof

Before I can answer I have another big yawn. Luckily, it is able to draw me back to my senses.

“Your boobs are fine as they are, Athena.” I tell my cousin. “Any girl would be lucky to have boobs like yours.”

I then turn off the console and say, “Time to go to bed.”

After that, I retreat to the second floor.

First, I go for the bathroom to brush my teeth and I do it with a hardon. Then I go to my room and switch to my pajama’s, but I still have a hardon. I get in bed and try my best to sleep but can’t, because I have a hardon.

My mind simply keeps going back to the moment Athena asked me to touch her boobs. With one question that keeps returning. “What if I accepted her offer?”

Eventually I accept that if I don’t process these thoughts, they will plague me the entire night. I need to go through them.

I take my dick out of my boxers, still hard, and I start masturbating. I imagine myself back in the living room with Athena topless. This time when she offers me to touch her boobs I accept. In my fantasy I place my hands on Athena’s boobs. It’s fine, because it’s just a fantasy.

I massage Athena’s boobs, tease her by tracing my fingers along her areola’s, play with her nipples. All the while Athena is moaning and telling me how much she likes it. And it’s fine, because it’s just a fantasy.

Then I imagine placing my erect dick between my cousin’s boobs. It’s just a fantasy. Athena places her hands on her boobs and gives me a boobjob. It’s just a fantasy. I moan Athena’s name. It’s just a fantasy. I thrust my hips and fuck my cousin’s boobs. It’s just a fantasy. Athena loves the feeling of my dick between her tits. Because it’s a fantasy. Until eventually I cum and I spill my sperm all over my cousin’s boobs. But it’s fine, because it’s just a fantasy.

After all that, I lift the bedsheets and look at what I’ve done. I am relieved from my erection, so that’s good. But the sheets are stained with sperm now. Sperm that I released over a sexual fantasy about doing something incestuous with my cousin. But it’s fine. Because as long as it’s just a fantasy, it isn’t real.

I then move over to the other side of the bed. The side that isn’t soiled with sperm. There I quickly fall asleep.