My cousin from Shenyang [The End]

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My cousin is a freshman in college now, she's 19. Her long pink dress fluttered in the wind, and I stood next to her, watching her sway back and forth. My cousin is very beautiful, tall, with a full bust and a slender waist, and that face that always had a smile on it. At that time, I wholeheartedly believed that my cousin was the most beautiful girl in the world, so I loved laughing with her. Unfortunately, my cousin is much older than me, and she doesn't seem to understand my feelings. The wind suddenly picked up, lifting my cousin's long skirt and easily covering her head. There was no one else around except me, yet I still heard my cousin's cries, shy yet filled with great panic. I quickly realized why: I saw it! I saw that my cousin wasn't wearing anything under her skirt—her white thighs, her flat stomach, and that mysterious area, where some dark pubic hair was growing vigorously. I didn't know why a woman's private parts looked like that, but my heart was pounding wildly. I knew that one shouldn't casually look at the private parts of women older than me, because everything I'd seen before... A grown woman wouldn't let me see that area; what strange things were there? I knew there must be a big secret there. Now, my cousin's private parts flashed past me, because she quickly put her skirt down, and everything returned to normal. I felt a little flustered. My cousin got off the swing, walked in front of me, and seemed about to say something, but then stopped, her face flushed. I stupidly said, "Sister, I didn't see anything." My cousin said softly, "You little rascal, you got lucky." Her shy look was so cute. I became even more convinced that my cousin was a thousand times more beautiful than those girls in my class who only knew how to tattle.

It was a weekend. My aunt and uncle had gone to visit relatives in Northeast China. My cousin was too scared to sleep alone, so she asked me to keep her company that night. I was happy to oblige, so I went to her place in the morning. After finishing my homework, my cousin and I played on the swing in front of our house. I watched from the side, and then, through the wind, I realized that my cousin wasn't wearing underwear and that she had dark pubic hair. I was really young then, and I didn't seem to understand anything, but I still knew that my little thing had gotten hard for some reason, like it was inflated.

I knew I couldn't let my cousin know about this, so I told her, "I need to pee," and ran to the toilet in the yard. I was surprised; my little thing was much bigger than usual, and I didn't even recognize it. And I couldn't pee no matter what I did, which made me nervous for a while before everything returned to normal.

All day, my cousin's expression was a little strange. A strong desire grew within me: I really wanted to see what was in her lower body. But I knew it was unrealistic, because a woman's private parts shouldn't be looked at casually.

That evening, after dinner and a shower, my cousin helped me review my lessons for a while. Then we went to bed. She had originally planned for me to sleep in the inner room, but I was reluctant and insisted on sleeping with her. My cousin seemed still thinking about what had happened during the day. She didn't refuse, but gently said, "Little rascal, you can sleep with your sister, but you have to behave properly." I didn't quite understand, but just nodded repeatedly, promising to listen to her. Then, my cousin and I got into bed. I quickly took off all my clothes, leaving only my underwear. I wanted to see my cousin undress—or rather, take off her skirt. She just smiled at me and turned off the light. I knew she had taken off her skirt, and I also knew she seemed to be wearing a bra around her chest. But what about her lower body? There was a pair of underwear that I didn't know when she had changed into.

I lay down next to her, and just as I was about to make a move, my cousin covered me with a thin blanket and then pressed her arm against me. I couldn't move at all, so I didn't force it and fell asleep in her alluring fragrance.

It seemed like I was having a dream. I was standing on a mountaintop, surrounded by fire. It was getting hotter and hotter, and I saw the fire was about to reach me. I woke up with a start, and it took me a while to calm down and realize that I had just had a dream. Then I realized something that excited me greatly: the blanket was gone, and my cousin, who was sleeping soundly, was holding me tightly in her arms. My right hand was pressed under her body, and my left hand was on her underwear.

Nothing could excite me more. I started to feel a little scared and wanted to pull my left hand away, but I couldn't bear to. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I didn't want to miss it. I'd always wanted to know what was inside my cousin's body, and this was the perfect chance. Listening to her soft snoring, I knew that a little movement was acceptable.

I resolved to carry out my plan step by step. The ultimate goal of this plan wasn't so important, because a nine-year-old boy's understanding was limited, but that didn't matter. I only knew what part of it I wanted: to understand the body of a woman I'd always admired. Whether it was premeditated or subconscious, it didn't matter.

It was midnight, and it was pitch black all around, yet I was filled with a feeling of happiness. I could already feel the soft, wonderful sensation of touching my cousin's body. She had a wonderful scent; I knew it wasn't perfume, and not every woman had this captivating fragrance.

I moved my hand slightly, just to test if my cousin was truly asleep. She didn't move and remained asleep, so I felt relieved. My right hand, which was pressed under her, took the opportunity to gently caress her slightly warm skin, moving it lightly. Her skin was so soft and smooth; an indescribable pleasure rose within me. My left hand, not wanting to miss the opportunity, gently explored her panties.

Her panties seemed so small that my hand touched the soft inner thigh with the slightest movement. I was worried about waking her, so I didn't dare to move too much, just gently rubbing her panties. Perhaps because they were small, her panties were very tight, and the inside looked bulging. I wondered what might be inside, and I happily speculated. I already felt my little thing getting hard, and I was a little unsure of what to do.

Suddenly, my cousin stirred. I was startled, thinking she had woken up, but she had simply changed her sleeping position and was now tightly holding me in her arms. I could barely move, as her arms were wrapped around my back, pressing my body against her chest.

While I was unable to move freely, I noticed two things that excited me even more. First, my chest was pressed tightly against my cousin's full breasts. Even through the thin fabric, I could feel her large, firm breasts, which reminded me of the happy times I spent in my mother's arms. The other place was where my left hand was tightly trapped between my cousin's legs, pressed against her private area. It was hot and incredibly alluring. I didn't know what I wanted, but I truly wanted it. Moreover, my lower body was already swollen beyond control, pressing against my cousin's lower abdomen through my underwear. It felt very comfortable, and I had a tingling sensation in my heart. I wanted to do something, but I was afraid my cousin would find out. This kind of thing seemed forbidden by adults, so I naturally had to be extra careful. My

cousin was still sleeping soundly, but I wasn't sleepy at all. I only had a kind of excitement mixed with great anxiety, and my heart felt like a little deer, about to burst out.

Although my hand was between my cousin's thighs, there was still a little room to move. My fingers moved slightly, and I actually slipped my hand inside my cousin's underwear from the edge. There seemed to be a lot of hair inside, just like I had seen during the day. I became even more excited and was about to make a further move when a hand reached out from the side, pulled my hand, and then removed it from my cousin's thigh. I knew my cousin was awake and didn't know what to do. I thought to myself, "Is my good time over?"

My cousin didn't make a sound. After I placed my left hand on her upper body, she seemed to fall asleep again, or perhaps she didn't wake up at all. But I was greatly encouraged. At least I wasn't rejected. Now, my young and beautiful cousin and I were embracing each other. However, her lower body, that most mysterious part of a woman, was not open to me. I wanted to know what was inside that made all women keep it a secret from me.

My hands were resting on my cousin's smooth back, and I had the urge to undo her bra. It was pressing between our burning bodies, making me uncomfortable. I felt the clasp should be behind her, so I searched behind her. I found it, but didn't know what to do. It was fastened very tightly, and I tried several times without success. I was almost about to give up when my cousin reached behind her and gently moved it. I knew the bra was off. It fell off, and I tossed it aside. Then, I hugged my cousin's plump body. Apart from our underwear, neither of us had any extra clothing. I thought my cousin would say something, but she didn't. She just hugged me tighter and placed my face between her large, soft breasts. I could feel that my lower body was constantly throbbing, never having rested for so long.

I did something I hadn't done in years: I took one of my cousin's nipples into my mouth and gently sucked on it. A wonderful feeling rose from within me. I knew I had made the right choice because I heard my cousin's reaction. She moaned, a sound of pain mixed with pleasure. It was the first time I'd ever heard a woman make such a sound. I didn't know why, but I felt a tremendous sense of encouragement. My movements became somewhat large and unrestrained. My hands began to roam over my cousin's body. She continued to moan but no longer stopped me, letting my hands slide from her back to her chest and then down to her flat stomach and firm, elastic buttocks. My hand had already slipped inside her panties, but from behind, so it didn't alert her. Her attention was still on her breasts because my mouth was constantly moving between her nipples, and I was gently kneading one of her breasts with my hand. Her moans continued, and I could feel her body twitching slightly.

Just then, my hand quietly slipped into my cousin's pubic area. As she squeezed her legs together, my left hand grasped her pubic hair. She didn't speak, but instead gripped my body tightly, squeezing her lower body even closer to restrict my hand's movement. Unlike the first time, she didn't pull her hand away. I knew I was halfway there. My right hand vigorously kneaded her breasts. She didn't seem to feel pain; instead, her moans grew louder. At that moment, I felt her legs loosen considerably, so my left hand slid down to her pubic hair... I finally found the place I was looking for. There was a small opening, tiny, and I gently probed it with one finger. Immediately, a gush of fluid gushed out, wetting my hand. I didn't give up because my finger touched a hard little bud. As soon as I touched it, my cousin reacted violently. Her moans grew louder, and she opened her legs wider, allowing my hand to explore further. Her legs rhythmically opened and closed, while my finger moved in and out of her beautiful opening. I knew my cousin liked what I was doing, but I didn't know what to do next.

In the darkness, my cousin's hand somehow slipped inside my underwear and grasped my throbbing member. Although it wasn't particularly large, it was enough to surprise my cousin, because she probably didn't know that it could sometimes grow rapidly. Amidst my cousin's moans, she gently stroked my penis, and an unprecedented pleasure quickly spread throughout my body. My reward to my cousin was simple: I used my fingers to thrust even more vigorously into her constantly flowing vagina. Her "humming" sounds echoed in the room, and I wished this moment could last forever. Suddenly

, my cousin stopped and whispered in my ear, "Quick, lie on top of me." Hearing my cousin's voice for the first time, I was greatly encouraged. I quickly pulled off my underwear and lay on top of her plump body. My cousin lay on her back on the bed, letting me clumsily remove her tight underwear. She opened her legs, allowing me to comfortably lie on top of her. I almost thought I was dreaming. My still-erect penis pressed against my cousin's smooth abdomen, and my hands... I was kneading my cousin's large breasts, which seemed to have grown much bigger. There was something soft sealing my mouth; I knew it was my cousin's lips. I didn't know what to do. My cousin had already started to suck gently, as if she wanted to eat what was in my mouth. This feeling was so good; I really thought I was dreaming. My cousin's actions didn't stop there. Something wet and slippery went into my mouth and gently stirred it. I also imitated my cousin and put my tongue into her mouth. The two of us kissed passionately until we couldn't breathe anymore.

I was lying on top of my cousin, unsure of what to do next. She reached out and grasped my hard little thing, guiding it to the entrance of her wet vagina. "Good little brother, put it in, sister wants it," she said shyly. I felt like I'd struck gold and immediately got to work. My little thing went straight for her entrance. The entrance was too small, making it difficult to insert. Luckily, she was constantly wet, and with the lubrication, my little thing finally went in a little. The feeling was wonderful; my little thing was surrounded by her vagina, warm and comfortable. I tried to push it in further, but she squeezed her legs together. "You little rascal, don't go any further! It will hurt sister!" Of course, I listened to my sister and didn't go any further inside. So I gently moved in and out of the outer half of my cousin's opening. My cousin's moans grew louder again, her body twisting and turning in rhythm with my thrusts. "Good little brother, fuck me to death, harder!" "Harder!" I was about to thrust harder when my cousin immediately squeezed her legs together, not wanting me to go any further. After thrusting in and out of my cousin's opening more than a hundred times, I suddenly felt my cousin's body convulse violently, and a huge gush of fluid gushed out. My little thing couldn't hold back any longer, and a hot stream shot out from inside. Our fluids mingled, and the immense pleasure made my cousin and I hug each other tightly. Then we both fell asleep. The

beautiful summer day ended just like that. Many things happened afterward, but I will never forget them.

After my cousin got married, she once teased me, "You cute boy, I took your first time, but you didn't take my virginity." I wasn't discouraged at all, because my cousin was my mentor; she introduced me to the wonders of women and sex. And I didn't lose out; after she got married, she let me into her increasingly voluptuous body more than once, giving me endless pleasure. But that's another story.

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