[My Cousin and I's Private Sexual Affairs][The End]

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Ever since I wrote "My Incestuous Love with My Cousin," I've been considering whether to continue writing. To be honest, I've had this urge to write about some of the things that happened between my cousin and me. It's not just for others to see, but also for my own reflection. These past two nights, when I think back to the sexual encounters with my cousin, I feel an uncontrollable restlessness in my body, and my vagina always becomes unconsciously wet.

So, after thinking about it for a few days, I've decided to write down a few key moments from my sexual encounters with my cousin… As for whether they are true or not, I think those who read this will have their own judgment.

After I gave my first time to my cousin, I didn't get any sex. That night,
my older sister came home. At that time, she was working in a small factory. We shared a room at home, and of course, I couldn't leave her and sneak off to my cousin's bed alone. So I was a little disappointed, even a little resentful of my sister for coming back that day. The next day, my sister stayed home,

but my mother called me away to go to the market to sell vegetables. But I kept thinking about my cousin; his thick penis kept flashing before my eyes. My vagina was almost always wet all day.

When I got home, half the afternoon had passed, but my sister didn't leave until evening. My cousin and I didn't have any time alone together.

It wasn't until my father brought my cousin back from the watermelon patch that the summer night deepened, and it was already past eight o'clock.

I don't know what my gaze was like when I looked at my cousin, but I think it must have been one of intense longing. And from the way my cousin looked at me, I could tell how much he longed for me, because his eyes kept lingering between my chest and legs.

We had been restraining ourselves, hiding our desires in the dim light of the house, trying to endure it, but sexual desire is usually irresistible, especially when your lover is right in front of you.

Taking advantage of my mother's inattention, my cousin suddenly hugged me and kissed me fiercely, and I naturally responded desperately. Our two hot tongues met, and my cousin's large hands immediately went to my buttocks. With a forceful thrust, it felt as if my heart was being squeezed out, and the lustful fluids in my vagina seemed to be squeezed out as well.

However, with Mother at home, we could only briefly separate. Before leaving, I slipped my hand into my cousin's crotch; his penis, which I loved so much, was already erect.

I had thought this extremely brief contact would somewhat alleviate my lust, but instead, it only intensified it. Like lovers having an affair, we caressed and kissed each other out of Mother's sight, while also keeping watch... until Mother fell asleep. I remember clearly that, to avoid letting Mother discover any clues, I waited until after 1 a.m.

I left my room naked and quietly went into my cousin's room. Fortunately, I was staying in the small room, while my cousin was in the side room, so I didn't disturb Mother's worries.

My cousin's door was naturally open. When I went in, I found him asleep. He was probably too tired from the day, or maybe I was too late. But I still saw what I most wanted to see: his thick penis, erect and bulging out from the edge of his underwear.

I didn't wake him. Instead, I grasped his penis with both hands and gently stroked it a couple of times. He woke up.

In the darkness, I couldn't see very clearly, but I think my face must have been burning red. I felt my face was hot, and my whole body was burning.

Holding his penis, my voice trembled as I squeezed out an incomplete sentence: "Brother, I want..."

My voice was incredibly seductive, like a moan, yet with a hint of a sob. It truly ignited the desire in my heart. The lustful fluid in my vagina finally gushed out. Actually, it was squeezed out by the friction of my labia majora, spreading to my thick labia and around my anus, but it wasn't to the point of overflowing.

Without much tenderness, my cousin pulled me onto the bed. His first action was to suckle my breast; with just a gentle suck, I felt as if my soul were being drawn away, my entire body ablaze with desire.

Next, naturally yet impatiently, I was on top, my cousin on the bottom. I aligned my vagina with his penis and slammed down on him. Only then did I let out a satisfied moan. After waiting for over a day, I finally had my cousin's penis inside me again, a feeling of long-awaited fulfillment washing over me.

Immediately afterward, I began to thrust my lower body, my breasts heaving, my hips swaying. Each thrust lifted me a little higher, and soon I felt like I was flying to the clouds, my body limp, instinctively thrusting my vagina, my waist twisting incessantly. Later, my cousin and I called this position "flying!"

Afraid that his mother would hear something, my cousin only breathed heavily, while I could only suppress my moans, letting out soft "hums" through my nose.

The loudest sound was undoubtedly the sound of my juices flowing as my cousin's penis entered my vagina.

Luckily, the room didn't have a bed, but a heated kang (a traditional heated platform bed), so no matter how vigorous our movements were, we wouldn't make a sound; otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to enjoy ourselves that night.

After I got tired, my cousin got up and pressed me down beneath him, thrusting faster and more intensely. The sounds of our bodies colliding were clearly audible, but at that moment, we couldn't care less. My cousin's penis plunged deep inside, reaching all the way to my cervix, each thrust feeling like it was pushing my heart out.

Finally, I felt myself about to urinate again. A violent contraction gripped my vagina, and my thighs, spread apart by my cousin, wanted to clamp down tightly. Then, with a powerful thrust, my cousin's semen gushed deep into my vagina… My mouth gaped open, unable to utter a sound, my breath seemingly stopped. I only knew that my legs were wrapped tightly around my cousin, desperately pushing my vagina upwards to allow his penis to penetrate even deeper… After it was over… was it over? No. I left the room with extreme reluctance and returned to my own room. It took me a long time before I finally fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, everything seemed the same, but only my cousin and I knew that everything was different. Whenever no one was watching, my cousin's hand would touch my buttocks. In a lover's eyes, everything is beautiful. I was already quite satisfied with my buttocks, and now that my cousin liked them, it deepened my pride.

And naturally, I wouldn't be stingy with my kisses. Whenever no one was watching, I would kiss my cousin and caress his penis that gave me such ecstasy.

However, as I just mentioned, real life is rarely as one wishes. Three days after I gave my virginity to my cousin, the village committee received a call from my fourth aunt; my cousin was going home. In those

three days, counting from my first time, we actually made love four times. Later, when I whispered to my cousin, perhaps even heaven felt that our relationship was hard-won, because I didn't feel much pain after losing my virginity and could fully enjoy the pleasure of sex with him.

Not only was I lucky, but I was also fortunate that although my cousin ejaculated a lot of semen each time, I didn't get pregnant. This only came to mind later, and thinking about it now, I can only feel grateful; it seems like fate.

My cousin left, but he took my heart with him. How could I suppress the body he had awakened and the burning desire within me? So, for a while afterward, I started masturbating, which later developed into masturbating almost indiscriminately. (I might write about my masturbation life later; it was a very lewd and absurd personal life. Sometimes I even felt like the most lewd woman in the world.) I saw my cousin again during winter break that year. My sister was getting married, so my aunt's whole family came to visit. My cousin and I did something that made me very happy.

That day, after my aunt's family arrived, our whole family went out to greet them. My cousin was the first to enter the house. The moment our eyes met, I realized how much I missed him. I immediately felt an urge to rush up and hug him. I also saw my cousin's longing for me, and the mutual desire we both felt for each other's bodies.

After entering, my cousin and I walked in front. As we turned past the screen wall, blocking everyone's view, we almost simultaneously reached out. He touched my breast, while I reached for his penis. This unspoken understanding, both comforting and delightful, sent a clear signal: our relationship remained intact, undiminished by the past six months. On the contrary, time had only strengthened our bond, keeping it at the highest point in our hearts.

Next, I was busy preparing for my sister's wedding. Looking at her attire, a bold idea suddenly occurred to me: I wanted to have a wedding ceremony with my cousin. In real life, we could never be together, but if we could, at least I could have him in my heart.

At the wedding, there were so many people, and it seemed to be growing ever larger. I couldn't find a chance, not even a moment of intimacy with my cousin. Everywhere was crowded. But the moment I saw him, my desire was ignited. That day, I was so aroused that even when I went to the toilet, I couldn't help but touch my genitals, fantasizing that it was my cousin touching me.

That evening, we were making dumplings at home, but we ran out of soy sauce. I used the excuse of buying some to say goodbye to my cousin, and we went out together.

In a deserted alley near my house (in the countryside, there are many dilapidated courtyards), my cousin and I embraced passionately, kissing and caressing. His hands, slightly cool, immediately slipped inside my sweater. At that time, I didn't wear a bra, and as I mentioned, not many people in the countryside wore bras back then.

My cousin's hands grasped my breasts; at that moment, I felt no coldness at all. My whole body trembled as if struck by lightning, my blood burning. His hands moved downwards, unbuckling my belt, and eagerly touched my vulva. My vulva was already soaked with vaginal fluid. His fingers easily slid into my vulva, almost passively sinking inside. I couldn't help but moan softly, my voice filled with blissful satisfaction.

My hand slipped into my cousin's crotch, and his penis was finally in my grasp again. I felt it had grown even larger. At that moment, how I longed to insert it into my vagina! But time was limited; the family needed soy sauce. I told my cousin my thoughts, and without hesitation, he immediately agreed to our wedding ceremony.

Of course, the ceremony couldn't be held in this dilapidated alley. The place I wanted was my sister's wedding room, where everything was decorated in a festive atmosphere. That would truly suit my wishes.

We embraced and walked towards the convenience store. Until we left the alley, my hand never let go of my cousin's penis.

The next day, my brother-in-law came to pick up the bride. Here, the time for picking up the bride is very early, around five in the morning, while it was still dark. He took my sister away. My fourth and third aunts, who were supposed to see my sister off, originally wanted me to be their bridesmaid, but they were superstitious about my zodiac sign, so they sent one of my cousins instead. They all accompanied my sister to my brother-in-law's house. At that time, only some men remained in the house.

The older generation were in the main hall, smoking and drinking tea. In my room, which was my sister's bridal chamber, besides my cousin and me, there was also my cousin from my maternal uncle's family. I was filled with resentment at that moment, cursing this cousin countless times in my mind. If he weren't there, I could have married

my cousin. Finally, after a few minutes, this cousin came out because his girlfriend had arrived. He and his girlfriend were from the same village, and their relationship was already settled. I think he probably felt the same way I did—on this joyous day, being with his beloved.

As soon as my older cousin left, I immediately pulled my younger cousin back. I knelt on the bed first, and my younger cousin followed suit.

I remember saying something like, "Heaven above, I know I can never truly marry my younger cousin, but today I want to have our wedding ceremony. No matter what reality brings, in my heart, I am my younger cousin's woman." (I didn't call him by his name then, but I'll use "younger cousin" for now.) My younger cousin simply said, "Me too, I am my older cousin's man!"

After saying that, we both kowtowed three times to the sky outside the window. In that festive room, I gave myself to my younger cousin from the bottom of my heart.

Looking back now, it seems a bit like playing house, but at the time, we felt incredibly happy. The feelings between my younger cousin and me weren't just one kind; there was the friendship we'd shared since childhood, the affection between family members, and the sexual feelings between young men and women—perhaps there really was some love involved.

After the ceremony, we kissed again, but after the ceremony, we still had to go to the bridal chamber.

I glanced outside; no one paid us any attention. So, boldly and quickly, I pulled down half of my pants, exposing my entire buttocks. I stuck them out, revealing my wet, glistening vulva and anus, and softly called out, "I want to consummate our marriage!"

The unspoken understanding between my cousin and me was on full display at this moment. Seeing my actions, my cousin praised me, "You're so bold!"

But without hesitation, he quickly unbuckled his belt and thrust his thick penis into me from behind. With a soft "plop," another feeling of satisfaction washed over me. My already soaked vulva felt completely unobstructed; the moment his penis entered, it felt as if more fluid was being squeezed out.

My cousin thrust rapidly, pumping and pounding, the fluid making a series of sticky sounds. My round buttocks collided with his genitals, making crisp slapping sounds. A little afraid of being heard, I put one hand behind my back, gripping the base of his penis to prevent his genitals from touching my buttocks.

But in this situation, things weren't always satisfying. The door to the main room moved slightly, and I jumped in fright, pulling my cousin's penis out, bringing with it a gush of semen that splashed onto my buttocks.

After my cousin and I hurriedly pulled our pants back up, someone came out of the main room. Of course, he hadn't witnessed our pleasure. Ah, how lucky! My wish had been fulfilled.

However, my cousin was very uncomfortable; his penis, my precious thing, was stuck in his pants, making it seem so difficult. Fortunately, the person had only come out to use the restroom, and a few minutes later, he came back into the main room. But I didn't dare to actually make love with my cousin anymore.

So, for the first time, I gave my man oral sex. I didn't unbuckle his belt; I just pulled out his penis. A strong masculine scent, mixed with the slightly fishy smell of our genitals, filled my nostrils.

The purplish-red glans was swollen and glowing, and I was captivated by it. I took it into my mouth in one gulp. At that time, I was clumsy and didn't know any techniques. Even now, I don't know what techniques I have. I just teased the glans with my tongue, especially the fleshy ridge. Touching it with my tongue always had a lovely sensation, so I kept scraping the ridge with my tongue. Because of this, my cousin quickly became excited.

~ This time, the semen didn't ejaculate into my vagina, but it still entered my body and my mouth.

Later, my cousin and I watched some porn. The women in those films almost never swallowed their semen, but I swallowed my cousin's semen the first time. I even told my cousin that it was because I loved him.

After my cousin ejaculated, his penis slowly softened a few minutes later. I knew that it was because my cousin's body was strong, not because he had ejaculated, but because I hadn't stimulated his penis for those few minutes, so it softened on its own.

After noon, the wedding party returned, and my fourth aunt's family left.

When I saw my cousin again, half a year had passed!

Six months later, my cousin and I took the high school entrance exam at the same time. My cousin did very well, ranking in the top fifty in the county and entering the experimental class of a key high school, while I could only graduate from junior high and then enter the "university of life."

But fate always gives me opportunities, allowing me to be with my cousin. I went to the city to work, to my fourth aunt's husband's workplace. He was a leader at a hospital and arranged for me a temporary office job, answering phones,

serving tea and water, and cleaning—three hundred yuan a month. Over ten years ago, three hundred yuan was a lot of money in our area. But that wasn't what I valued most. What made me happiest was that I moved into

my fourth aunt's house! In her words, I could also find some time to take care of my cousin, who was burdened with studies. For the next three years, I meticulously cared for my cousin, with all my heart—my mouth, my breasts, my vagina, my anus, my heart…

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