Unexpected
Copyright© 2026 by Dark Vision
Chapter 11
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 11 - My life became a series of unexpected events when my grandfather passed away, and I inherited his businesses. I discovered things about life and sex that changed the way I thought. I learned my family engaged in a lifestyle I couldn’t imagine, but quickly embraced. It’s amazing what you can do when you have wealth. While I didn’t earn what I had, I was able to accept and enjoy it with the help of others. My greatest fear was becoming an asshole and treating others poorly.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Fiction Incest Cousins Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism Oral Sex Safe Sex
Beverly and I went to Louis’s Chop House on Saturday to celebrate our first week together. After a leisurely meal, we went home and sat in the family room.
“You’re so sweet, Jeff. I didn’t expect you to do something special to celebrate our first week together. You never cease to amaze me,” Beverly said while we sat together on a double recliner.
“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, Bev.”
“Sweetie, I enjoy every moment we’re together. It’s fun getting dressed up and going out.”
Beverly hugged me, pressed her mouth to mine, and kissed me. While we kissed, she tugged my zipper down, reached into my slacks, and rubbed my genitals. She removed her hand, undid my belt, and opened my pants.
“Help me get your pants off. I want dessert,” Beverly said.
I stood up, stripped, and helped Beverly take off her dress. When she reached behind her to take off her bra, I stopped her.
“Leave your undies on, baby. You look so sexy in your lingerie.”
Beverly grinned, wrapped her hand around my cock, and stroked me. “Okay.”
I reclined the chair, put my hands behind my head, and watched Beverly take my cock into her mouth. While she bobbed her head, I coached her, telling her to play with my balls. After caressing my nuts for a few minutes, Beverly removed her mouth from my cock, licked my testicles, then sucked one into her mouth.
Moving one of my hands from behind my head, I rubbed Beverly’s back from her neck to her ass. She moaned as I ran my hand over her butt. After rubbing her ass for a moment, I pulled her thong aside, slipped my fingers between her cheeks, and dipped them into her wet pussy.
Beverly released the testicle in her mouth and sucked my cock, bobbing her head as I diddled her clit. Taking too much, she gagged but didn’t stop sucking me. I fingered her pussy while she attempted to take my entire cock. As hard as she tried, Beverly was unable to deep-throat me. I considered telling her to relax, but I let her do what she wanted.
When I felt my climax build, I pulled Beverly’s head off my cock, kissed her, and wrapped my arms around her body.
“Why did you stop me? Did I do something wrong?” Beverly asked.
“No, baby, you didn’t do anything wrong. I was getting close to coming and wanted to stop for a few minutes.”
“Don’t you want to come?”
“Sure, but not right now. I enjoy it when you suck my cock and play with my balls, Bev. Getting there is more fun than coming.”
“I don’t know. I love it when you make me come, Jeff.”
“Sometimes, it’s about the trip, not the destination. Do you like it when I eat your pussy?”
Beverly started to say something, but stopped and chuckled. “I don’t remember.”
Laughing, I pushed Beverly onto her back, spread her legs, and kissed her thighs. I took my time kissing and licking her thighs while avoiding her pussy. She squirmed and tried to get my mouth on her crotch, but I didn’t grant her wish, even when she begged me.
I lifted my head, pulled Beverly’s thong off, pushed her legs toward her head, and shoved my mouth against her pussy. She wiggled and squealed as I attacked her clit and pussy. I slipped two fingers into her, pumping them while sucking her clit.
When I felt Beverly was close, I removed my fingers from her pussy, moved up, and slid my cock into her. She started chanting as I thrust my cock in and out, causing our bodies to slap together. After fucking her for about ten minutes, I flipped her over and reentered her. Beverly grunted each time my hips hit her upturned ass.
I moved a hand between Beverly’s legs and rubbed her clit. She thrashed around, shoving back each time I pushed into her. We kept it up for a little longer before she came. As her pussy convulsed around my cock, I shot several spurts of cum into her. When my cock stopped pulsing, I flipped onto my back, grabbed Beverly’s hips, and pulled her crotch to my face.
While I sucked her labia, Beverly leaned forward, took my slick cock into her mouth, and sucked me. Because I wasn’t fully hard, she could take my entire member. I knew my cock wouldn’t get fully erect, but it didn’t prevent me from giving Beverly another climax. After she came, she rolled away and panted.
I moved until my face was over hers, leaned down, and kissed her. She lapped at my face, cleaning our juices from my lips and chin. As we regained our composure, Beverly and I held each other.
“Did I refresh your memory?” I said.
“You sure did, baby. Whenever I think sex can’t get any better, you raise the bar. I never knew sex could be so much fun or satisfying. If nothing else, you’re changing my view of sex, among other things.”
“What do you mean?”
Beverly moved and sat with her legs tucked under her. I sat next to her, waiting for her to speak. She took a deep breath, smiled, and touched my leg.
“As I’ve told you, I had issues with my appearance. April used to tell me it was all in my head, but I couldn’t change the way I felt. Jeff, you may not believe me or understand, but when I saw how you looked at me when I arrived at your mom’s wedding, I was shocked. No one ever looked at me as you did.
“I thought you’d be polite and talk to me. Then we danced, and I was in heaven. I’d dreamed of you holding me for years, and my dreams were finally coming true. In my mind, I felt there might be a chance to be with you. The more we danced and talked, the more realistic the dream became.”
I was about to say something, but Beverly shook her head. “I know I’ve told you most of this before, but I need to talk if it’s okay.”
Rather than reply, I nodded.
“Before we went outside, I had decided to ask if you’d like to see me again. In my mind, I tried to compose something to say to you that wouldn’t make me sound desperate. No matter what I came up with, it sounded lame at best. When I asked you to get some fresh air, I still didn’t know what I would say.
“I never believed in fate, but something I had no control over happened on the balcony last Saturday night. When my dress blew up, I was shocked and embarrassed. I never expected you to react the way you did, Jeff. Your laughter, humor, and kiss made me feel there was a chance. When you asked me out, I decided to do whatever was necessary to be with you.
“My greatest fear was that you’d snub me because we’re cousins. When you said it wasn’t a problem, I was elated. While on my way to your house, I never imagined we would have sex. As much as I wanted to, I thought it would take time to convince you. I remembered you as my shy, nerdy cousin, but you turned out to be anything but shy.”
Beverly grinned. “Jeff, you’ve turned my world upside down in the past week. You encourage me to be what I want, not what I think others want. You’ve set me free, free to love and learn. I said I felt I was in a whirlwind. It’s more like a tornado.”
I laughed, pulled Beverly onto my lap, and wrapped my arms around her naked body. “Baby, you’re not in Texas anymore,” I said, substituting Texas for Kansas while referring to a line from The Wizard of Oz.
We cuddled for a while, then showered and went to bed. While lying together, we spoke softly, reaffirming our feelings.
Over the following two weeks, Beverly and I developed a routine. We got up early every morning and ate breakfast. Brenda and Frank came to the house on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and we exercised. On the other days, we swam and did aerobics. Beverly and I changed our shopping day from Monday to Wednesday, so we’d be gone when the maintenance crews worked.
Weather permitting, we went fishing or for a boat ride. One rainy afternoon, Beverly and I went shopping so she could buy new clothes. I offered to pay for everything, but she insisted on using her money for the purchases. When we returned from the trip, she modeled her new dresses, skirts, and tops.
While at home, Beverly and I wore underwear, if anything. I started wearing boxer briefs because she said I looked sexy in them. Our sex life was amazing. Beverly and I would suck and fuck each other several times a day. She had her period for a few days, but it didn’t stop her from sucking my cock. After eating, we would relax in the screen room or on the deck over the boathouse in the evening, have a drink, and talk. My constant reminders of how sexy she was seemed to be working. Beverly no longer commented on her body unless it was positive.
On Monday evening, three weeks after the wedding, Beverly and I sat on the porch having a cocktail. We gazed at the lake while sharing one of the double-wide lounges. While we relaxed, my phone rang. I looked at the screen, saw it was Mom, and answered the call.
“Hi, Mom. How are you and Walt doing? Did you have a good time on your honeymoon?” I said.
“We had a great time, Jeff, although three weeks was a week too long. We’re glad to be home.”
“I can’t wait to hear about it when we see you.”
“That’s one of the reasons I called. Walt and I want to invite you for dinner Saturday night.” Mom chuckled. “I spoke to Uncle Mark and invited him and Aunt Sue. I understand you have a new housemate.”
“Yes, I do. I convinced Bev to move into the house with me. We’ll be there. What time?”
“We’re planning dinner for six-thirty, but you can come anytime. I look forward to seeing you and Beverly,” Mom said.
Mom and I chatted for a few minutes before hanging up. When I put my phone on the table, Beverly laughed, grabbed my genitals, and rubbed me.
“It didn’t take much convincing, Jeff. I’m so happy you asked me to live with you.”
“I’m happy you agreed, Bev. I didn’t know how things would work out when I asked you to live with me. During the last three weeks, we’ve enjoyed growing together.”
Beverly rolled onto her side, moved her hand to my chest, and rubbed me. I slipped my arm around her shoulders, pulled her closer, and kissed her. As we squirmed together, our kissing heated up. I unfastened her bra, helped her remove it, and pushed her panties down her legs. She removed my boxer briefs, rolled me onto my back, and mounted my cock.
Rocking her hips, Beverly worked my cock into her pussy until our pubic bones met. She wiggled, put her hands on my chest, pushed herself up, and looked into my eyes. I put my hands on her breasts, massaging her firm mounds as she smiled. When I pushed up, she raised herself so I could fuck her.
I thrust my cock in Beverly for a while, then she bounced on me. Moving my hands from her breasts to her ass, I guided her. After about ten minutes, I pushed her off me, put her on her back, and dropped my head between her legs. Beverly held my head while I pushed her legs back and licked her crotch, moving my tongue from her clit to her anus.
Beverly wiggled against my face and announced her pending orgasm. I removed my head, shoved my cock into her pussy, and moved in and out, feeling her vaginal contractions. We fucked for another fifteen minutes before I came. We remained connected while recovering from the wild sex we shared.
When she regained her composure, Beverly pushed me onto my back, moved down, and took my cock into her mouth. I shifted until her crotch was above my head, grabbed her hips, and pulled her pussy to my mouth. She took my entire cock, moaning as I flicked my tongue against her clit. I maintained my oral attack until Beverly came again. She flipped around, pressed her mouth to mine, and kissed me.
“We need a shower. You made me sweaty,” Beverly said.
“No problem. I love making you sweaty, baby.”
Beverly and I went to the house, headed for our bedroom, and walked into the bathroom. I started the shower, pulled her against me, and kissed her. We washed each other while sharing smiles. When I washed her crotch, she held my shoulders.
“Do you want me to shave the rest of my pubic hair?” Beverly asked.
I ran my fingers over her mons. “I’d like to see how you look hairless, sweetie. Do you want to shave?”
“I want to try it, honey. If you don’t like my pussy hairless, it’ll grow back.” Beverly chuckled. “As fast as my hair grows, it wouldn’t take long.”
I grabbed the shaving gel and razor from a shelf. Beverly sat on the bench while I removed one of the shower heads from its hook. She spread her legs when I pointed the pulsing spray at her crotch. Kneeling on the floor, I coated her mons and crotch with gel, then shaved the remaining hair, leaving her bald. She pulled her legs open when I pointed the water at her pussy.
Beverly stood, ran her hand between her legs, and said, “Well, how does it look?”
“You look hot with a bald pussy, Bev. It’s up to you whether you keep it hairless or not.”
“I’ll keep it shaved if you like it and think I look hot.” Beverly rubbed my nuts. “You need a shave. Your balls are getting fuzzy.”
I sat on the bench, opened my legs, and said, “Go for it.”
Beverly wet my genitals and coated them with gel, then shaved me. When she finished my nuts, cock, and ass, she ran her fingers through the tuft of hair above my dick. Looking at me, she smiled.
“Do whatever you want,” I said.
When Beverly finished, I was as hairless as she was. We finished our shower, got out, and dried ourselves. She coated our crotches with lotion before going to bed. We held each other while we kissed and fell asleep in one another’s arms.
I woke up to the feeling of Beverly stroking my cock on Tuesday morning. She sat beside my hips, smiling as she ran her hand over my stiff dick.
“I have to pee, baby,” I said.
“Okay, hurry back.”
I took care of my overfull bladder, returned to the bedroom, and sat on the bed. Beverly kissed me as she resumed playing with my cock.
Beverly pointed at a nightstand. “What do you keep in there?”
“Take a look. Haven’t you opened the drawers before?”
“No. I didn’t want to snoop.”
“Sweetheart, this is our home. You can look at anything you want. I have nothing to hide.”
I waited to see the expression on Beverly’s face when she discovered the stash of sex toys Anne convinced me to purchase. She opened a drawer, looked into it, and laughed.
“Sex toys?” Beverly began removing the items and placing them on the bed.
I nodded. “I was told some girls liked playing with them.”
“Let me guess. Anne?”
“Yup.”
Beverly picked up the Rabbit vibrator, turned it on, and pressed it between her legs. She jerked it away and giggled. “This thing is cool.”
“Have you ever used a toy before?”
“No.” Beverly chuckled. “I used a hairbrush when I played with myself. It was okay, but not as good as your big cock.”
Picking up one of the butt plugs, Beverly scrunched her face. I smiled. “It’s a butt plug.”
She looked at the toy for a moment. “You put this in your ass?” I nodded. “I wonder if it hurts.”
“Not if you take your time and use lube. It feels good once you get used to it.”
“Have you tried it?”
“Yes. I’ve had a butt plug and a dildo in my ass. As I’ve told you, you’ll never know unless you try.”
Beverly nodded and picked up the restraints. “Did Anne like using these?”
“No. She said I may meet someone who likes being tied up, so I should have the restraints. Have you ever thought about someone tying you up?”
Beverly shrugged her shoulders. “I’ve read about bondage in a few of my novels. Will you tie me to the bed and have your way with me?”
My first instinct was to tell her I would if she wanted me to, but I said, “Sure.”
After reading the labels on the different lubes, Beverly put everything back into the drawer. We headed to the kitchen for coffee and breakfast.
We sat at the island counter, eating cereal and drinking coffee. Beverly seemed distracted as she ate.
“Is everything okay, baby? You look like something’s bothering you,” I said.
Without looking up, Beverly said, “Do you think I’m stupid?”
“What? No, why would you say something like that?”
“The longer we’re together, the more I realize how little I know about sex. I learned about toys from the books I’ve read, but didn’t think people used them because it sounded perverted.”
“There’s nothing perverted about using toys or enjoying them. Bev, you’re not stupid because you haven’t learned about sex. You wouldn’t believe how ignorant I felt when I learned. Like I keep saying, you can have fun if you eliminate preconceived ideas regarding sex.”
“Does that mean you won’t think I’m weird if I want to play with your toys?”
I laughed. “Hell no! I’m looking forward to it, baby. Bev, they’re our toys, and you’re welcome to use them with or without me.”
“I’d rather use the toys with you, sweetie.”
“Yeah, me too. Anytime you want to play, let me know. Are you ready for a swim?”
Beverly and I cleaned our dishes, went outside, and jumped into the pool. We swam our lengths, got out, and showered in the cabana. Finished, we returned to the house to dress for the day. Once we were ready, I led her to the garage and told her to get on the Gator.
I started the UTV, pulled it out of the garage, and headed for one of the trails on my property. We rode through the woods, looking at the trees and brush. I stopped the Gator and asked Beverly if she wanted to drive. After showing her how the controls worked, she took off. She drove for about half an hour before we returned to the house.
“I like the Gator. I should have worn a bra because my tits bounced.”
“I liked seeing your boobs jiggle, Bev. Maybe we can ride naked next time.”
Beverly put her arms around my neck, kissed me, and said, “There’s no maybe about it, Jeff. If you haven’t realized it, I’ll do anything you want.”
I ran my hands down Beverly’s back, pulled her dress up, and grabbed her ass. “Ditto.”
Beverly and I spent the rest of the day reading by the pool. When it was time for dinner, I grilled fish. We had the salad and boiled potatoes she had prepared. Sitting at the patio table, we enjoyed our meal and chatted about the day.
On Friday, we got up, had coffee, and worked out with Brenda. After our session, I talked to Frank and asked him how things were going.
“We’re doing well, Jeff. Brenda and I still want to open a gym one day. Our dads said they hoped we’d take over the store so they could retire in a few years.”
“Do you want to run the store?”
“I don’t know. The business is successful and would provide a great living, but we hope to have our gym.”
“Can’t you do both?”
“We’ve talked about it. Brenda thinks we can if we hire the right people.”
I nodded, thinking about how having good employees made Henderson Enterprises what it was.
When Beverly and Brenda came over, Frank and Brenda said goodbye. Beverly and I stripped, jumped into the pool, and swam our lengths. When we finished, we went into the cabana to shower. After washing, we shaved each other.
Standing under the warm spray, Beverly put her arms around my waist, pressed her body against me, and kissed me. I ran my hands over her back, down to her bottom, and pulled her closer.
Beverly leaned her head back, looked into my eyes, and smiled. “I love you, Jeff. These past weeks have been as close to perfect as I could imagine. Thank you for helping me shed my inhibitions and live a dream I’ve had for a few years.”
“Sweetheart, you’re doing everything yourself. I’m just giving you the opportunity. That’s what you do for someone you love.”
“I couldn’t do it without you, baby.”
“Sure, you could, Bev. All you needed was someone to teach you that you could be anything you wanted and to believe in yourself. Once I learned to do what I wanted rather than what I thought others wanted, I could open my mind and truly enjoy life.
“I learned from others, and now I’m paying it forward. My grandfather told me I could be anything I wanted. My position differs from others, but money doesn’t make you happy. Before Mom’s wedding, I was rich and alone. I planned to take a class or join a group to meet people. Then you agreed to move in, and life has improved in a way I could only have hoped for.”
Beverly and I left the shower to dry ourselves. As we rubbed each other with towels, she said, “Why did you ask me to move in with you? As I said, I’d hoped you’d ask.”
Beverly and I gathered our clothes and headed to the house for coffee. Sitting at the counter, she asked why I had invited her to live with me again.
Chuckling, I said, “After the great sex on Sunday, how could I not ask you?”
Before Beverly could respond, I told her about my conversation with Anne.
“I realized we could move on if it didn’t work out, so I asked you. I knew I’d be happier having you here, sex or no sex. It wouldn’t have mattered if you wanted to have your own room.”
“I have my own room, the one we share. When you asked me to live with you, I thought it was because of sex, and I was good with it because I felt desirable. After living together for a few weeks, I realized sex is a big part of my happiness. Everything we do together is terrific, but sex is as close to the top as possible.” Beverly smiled. “Right after making love.”
“I sometimes have difficulty separating sex from making love with you. It was easy at first, but it has melded together since falling in love with you. The fact that you enjoy many of the things I do is the best. Until we started living together, I never believed anyone could fall in love as quickly as I’ve fallen for you.”
Beverly smiled. “Jeff, if I’ve learned anything from you, it’s that life is unpredictable. I discovered I love things I once felt were weird. I discovered that following my heart is the best advice my mother gave me.” Beverly chuckled. “April’s advice to follow my hormones wasn’t bad either.”
I got off my stool, moved behind Beverly, and wrapped my arms around her chest. She leaned her head against my shoulder while I held her. I finally felt I’d convinced her to let go of her negative thinking and enjoy life, but only time would tell. My time with Anne as fuck buddies made me rethink my ideas regarding sex, and I tried to pass them on to Beverly. My intention wasn’t to make her a clone of Anne but to allow her to decide for herself. I told Beverly my thoughts on sex and other things. Not to sway her, but to provide information so she could choose her path in life.
I kissed Beverly’s neck. “What would you like to do today, Bev?”
“I don’t care as long as we are together, sweetie.”
“Let’s take the boat out for a while. It’s a nice day.”