Memories with My Cousin (1-2) Author: oralx

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My Past with My Cousin

Author: oralx
Word Count: 5000

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This is my first post on Siheyuan, and also my first original post. After reading so many
posts from friends on Siheyuan, I also want to share some of my experiences with everyone. Please forgive any shortcomings.

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(I) Heartbreak and Drunkenness

My cousin's name is Wu Fei. She is 165cm tall, weighs 52kg, has a 35C bust, fair skin, a beautiful
face, and a stunning figure. In today's terms, she's a goddess. The story begins in early 2003.

My name is Li Qiang. At that time, I was 16 years old. Because I was naughty and didn't like studying, I dropped out of school and idled at home. I got into
a lot of trouble, so my family arranged for me to learn a trade in my cousin's city. I stayed with my aunt, who
was divorced, and my cousin was from a single-parent family.

At that time, my cousin was in her final year of high school and would attend tutoring classes until very late every day. After work, I had nothing to do, so I took on
the task of picking her up from school each night.

My cousin had a boyfriend at the time, but I forgot his name. Every day, he would walk her to the intersection
about , and I would wait for her there.

I remember one day, the boy didn't walk her to school, and I felt something was off, so I asked my cousin, "Why
didn't he come to see you off?"

My cousin glared at me and said, "Don't mention him to me."

In my mind, my cousin was very proud, and I had always listened to her, so I didn't ask any more questions and just kept my head down as I rode my bike.

A moment later, I heard my cousin sobbing softly, so I stopped the car and asked her, "Did that guy bully you?"

My cousin couldn't hold back anymore and threw herself into my arms, saying, "I've been so good to him, but he's been secretly seeing other
girls and playing with my feelings."

I panicked when I heard that and turned to go back to find him.

My cousin held me tightly and said, "Don't go to him. Haven't you caused enough trouble already? Your
parents ."

I said, "That guy is so blind. He doesn't appreciate how good my cousin is to him."

My cousin said, "Don't mention him. I want to drink. Go buy a few bottles of wine and come home to drink with me."

On the way back, my cousin hugged my waist and cried all the way on my back. (This was the first time my cousin had hugged me
like this ; before, she would only put her hands on my waist.)

It was past ten o'clock when we got home. My aunt was already asleep. I sneaked into my cousin's room with the broken bottle. My cousin
was crying and drinking. She couldn't hold her liquor, and after a couple of bottles, she started talking about him.
Through our conversation, I learned that my cousin wasn't a virgin anymore; she had lost her virginity to that bastard.

I drank six bottles of broken bottle with her, my head full of anger. My cousin was drunk and threw up, just crying and calling out
that guy's name.

I helped my cousin to bed, cleaned up the bottles and leftover food, and went back to check on her. She had taken off her school uniform and pants,
and was lying on the bed wearing only a white bra and panties, without a blanket.

That was the first time I had ever seen my cousin wearing underwear. I felt the effects of the alcohol hit me instantly. I slowly
walked to my cousin's side and gently patted her arm, but there was no response. I trembled and placed my hand on her breast,
but still no response. I still vividly remember that feeling.

I started kneading my cousin's full breasts through her bra. After a while, just touching them through the bra wasn't enough
. I wanted to unhook her bra, but since she was lying on the bed, the clasp was pressed down under her body, and I couldn't get it off no matter how
hard . I had to push the bra up over her chest.

Finally, I saw her pink nipples and small areolas. I started gently pinching them with my fingers. Slowly
, her nipples hardened, and I put them in my mouth and gently sucked on them, while using one hand to knead her other breast.

After sucking like this for a few minutes, I started to get interested in her lower body.

I reached my hand onto my cousin's panties and found they were soaked. I gently dug at them with my fingers, and slowly
, a large area down there became wet. I knelt between her legs and pulled down her panties from the bottom edge, finally
revealing her genitals. Fine pubic hair covered her vulva, and below that, it was smooth, with
only a thin line showing through her fair and pink vulva. It wasn't until years later that I learned that it was called a "mound vulva."

I gently stroked my cousin's thick labia with my fingers. At the time, I didn't know what a clitoris was. Seeing the small bean
wrapped , I gently pressed it, and my cousin twitched. I was so scared that I put my panties back down and lay
motionless between her legs. After about a minute, seeing that she hadn't woken up, I was completely
blinded by lust.

I started to pull down my cousin's panties, slowly, until I finally saw her genitals in their
entirety . It was the most beautiful vulva I had ever seen—perfect pubic hair, perfect labia. My
guilt was completely overwhelmed by lust. I spread her legs wide, staring at her vulva.
One hand parted her thick labia, while the other slowly manipulated her vulva. Her juices had soaked
the sheets. Finally, I slowly inserted my index finger into her vagina.

I moved it in and out, drawing out streams of juices. Looking at her now mangled vagina, a surge of
anger rose in my head. "Someone else's penis has been inside here!" A wave of jealousy washed over me.
I started frantically thrusting my fingers in and out, then inserted another finger, using two fingers to rapidly thrust in and out
of her vagina.

At that moment, my cousin woke up with a start, clamping her legs together and sitting up abruptly! My cousin stared straight at me.
The effects of the alcohol vanished instantly, and my mind cleared. Two of my fingers were still inside her vagina.

"Take them out!"

she said calmly and sternly. I pulled my fingers out, drawing out a gush of vaginal fluid.

My cousin grabbed the blanket and covered herself.

"Get out!"

she said again, her tone calm and stern. I walked numbly out of the room.

Back in my room, looking at my dried fingers, I sniffed them. I'd used that hand to masturbate, losing count of
how many times, filled with excitement and regret. I'd forgotten how I spent that night.

The next morning, I ate breakfast with a heavy heart and saw my cousin. She didn't say a word or even
look at me. My aunt, thinking my cousin was under a lot of academic pressure, kept advising her to relax, but my cousin just nodded and
mumbled "uh-huh." I

spent the morning at work in a daze. In the afternoon, I asked the workshop foreman for leave, saying I wasn't feeling well and
needed to go home. He approved.

I went to my cousin's school, to the boy's classroom. They were having class. I dragged him to the washroom
, grabbed his hair, slammed his head against the wall, and then kneed him twice on the head. He fell to
the ground.

That evening, I came to pick up my cousin as usual, but this time I brought a chain lock. Sure enough,
four people were waiting for me at the intersection. The boy had brought three accomplices. They rushed at me, and I knocked one down with the chain lock. Then
they surrounded me, punching and kicking me. I don't know if it was a brick or something that hit my head, but
I fought them off with my face covered in blood.

My cousin saw me from a distance and rushed over, frantically pushing them aside. At that moment, I noticed her
ex-boyfriend; his eye was bruised and purple from the fall I'd made that afternoon, and he had a gash on his head. I felt a surge of secret joy:
"At least he's not as badly injured as me."

My cousin understood immediately when she saw him. She accompanied me to the hospital, and after he was bandaged up, she sat on the back of my bike
, holding me like she had that day, without saying a word the whole way.

When we got home, at my room door, she whispered in my ear, "Don't do anything stupid again, okay, Qiangzi
?"

There was a hint of pleading in her voice. I was furious: "You're still defending him?"

My cousin said softly, "I thought about it all night yesterday. Since he did something like this, he's not worth my
sadness. I only felt it wasn't worth it because you were injured." I said, "It is worth it. For you, anything is worth it."

My cousin's face flushed. I asked, "So you're not angry with me anymore?"

My cousin's face turned cold, and she turned and went back to her room, leaving me incredibly embarrassed.

Every morning when I woke up, my aunt would inevitably interrogate me, asking how I got hurt and how careless I was. I made up a lie,
saying I was hit by a ladder in the workshop. My aunt was so worried that she almost wouldn't let me go to work. My cousin didn't say a word, but
her face was slightly flushed.

From that day on, I still picked my cousin up every night. The difference was that every day, my cousin
would . Until a few days before the college entrance examination...

(II) My Cousin Gets Sick

The days passed by at a leisurely pace, and my relationship with my cousin gradually improved. When I picked
her she would hug me on the back of her bicycle, just like a young couple.

There were still more than 20 days left before the college entrance examination. On this day, while having dinner, my aunt told us that her company was organizing a training program
that would take three days, and she would leave the next morning. She told us to take good care of ourselves and also reminded my cousin to study hard.

Hearing this news, I felt a small surge of secret joy. This meant I could be alone with my cousin, and maybe I could even
take advantage of her a little (I didn't dare have any more thoughts at the time, intimidated by my cousin's seriousness).

The next morning, I spent the whole morning thinking about how to make a good impression on my cousin that evening and get us
closer.

⊥While I was indulging in endless daydreams after lunch, the phone rang. It was my cousin. I answered,
still smugly saying, "Why is my cousin calling me so suddenly? Missing me? Hehe."

On the other end was my cousin's slightly tearful voice, "Qiangzi, I'm sick. I have diarrhea and vomiting. Come pick me up and take me
to the hospital."

After hanging up, I hurriedly asked my supervisor for leave and rode my beat-up bike at breakneck speed to my cousin's class. I saw
my cousin weakly slumped over her desk, so I quickly carried her on my back, got on my bike, and rushed to the hospital.

I went to the hospital emergency room and the nurse directed me to the proctology department. In the examination room, the doctor was a
man around 40 years old, wearing glasses. Because he was wearing a mask, I couldn't see his face clearly. After asking about my symptoms, he picked up
his stethoscope and said, "Family members, please wait at the door." I obediently stepped back to the door.

Because I was anxious, I looked through the window and saw that the curtains weren't fully drawn. I peeked through the small gap and could vaguely
hear the conversation inside. I saw the doctor pointing at my cousin's chest and saying, "Unbutton your shirt a little, I need to listen to your heartbeat."

My cousin was shy and embarrassed to unbutton her shirt. The doctor said, "Don't be shy, young lady. I'm old enough
to be your father. Unbutton it a little so I can listen to your heart."

My cousin blushed and slowly pulled open her school uniform, revealing a small patch of her white chest. The doctor's eyes widened for a moment
. He then reached into my cousin's school uniform shirt with the stethoscope. I guess my cousin had only pulled it open a little, because it was difficult for the doctor
to get his hand in. The doctor then pulled it down a little more himself. And that's when things started to change... my cousin's 35C... Her breasts
were exposed to the doctor through a light pink bra. My cousin blushed, lowered her head, and closed her eyes as she watched
the doctor move the stethoscope left and right on her snow-white breasts, swaying them back and
forth. My cousin was so nervous that she didn't move at all.

After listening for a while, the doctor put the stethoscope aside and pointed to my cousin's stomach through her clothes, asking, "Does it hurt
here ? What do you feel? And here? Is it a little painful or very painful?"

My cousin was confused by the pointing and couldn't answer clearly. The doctor said, "Unzip your zipper and show me."

My cousin hesitated for a moment and didn't move. The doctor said, "Hurry up, don't delay the treatment."

My cousin seemed to have made up her mind and unzipped her school uniform, revealing a light pink bra and her white abdomen.
Then she pointed to a spot on her stomach and whispered, "It hurts a lot here."

The doctor placed his hand on my cousin's lower abdomen and asked, "Is it here?"

He gently moved his hand from side to side while asking questions. After pressing like this for a while, his hand moved to
my cousin 's navel and asked, "Do you feel any discomfort here?"

My cousin said no, but the doctor didn't remove his hand. Instead, he put his hand inside my cousin's school uniform pants and pressed on my cousin's
lower abdomen , asking, "Does it hurt here?"

My cousin nodded slightly.

"Then lie down here," the doctor said, pointing to the stretcher beside him.

My cousin obediently lay down, and the doctor picked up the stethoscope and said, "I'll check your appendix." Ignoring my cousin
's protests, he reached into her school uniform pants with the stethoscope.

Because her school uniform wasn't zipped up, my cousin lay there on the stretcher, her breasts, still wearing her bra, exposed...
Exposed to the doctor, whose hands seemed constricted by his trousers, the doctor said to my cousin, "Pull your
trousers down a little; they won't be able to hear you like that."

My cousin murmured an "Mmm" but didn't move.

The doctor seemed to understand her embarrassment, picked up a blue disposable mask from the side and covered her
eyes . Then, he pulled down her school uniform trousers
until they were completely exposed, revealing her light pink underwear. Looking intently at her fair skin and pink panties, the doctor stared for a moment before
taking out his stethoscope and beginning to listen.

After listening to her left and right and asking a few questions, the doctor inserted the stethoscope above her underwear and
placed his hands inside. He then looked at the mask over her eyes and pulled her underwear
down a little more, exposing her neatly trimmed pubic hair. I saw my cousin's
chest and abdomen heaving rapidly.

The doctor listened to my cousin's lower abdomen for a while and asked, "Do you have diarrhea?"

My cousin said, "Yes."

The doctor said, "Then we need to do a routine examination of your anus. Turn over, facing away from me, yes,
stick your butt out a little."

As he spoke, he held my cousin's hip bones. At that time, my cousin was only wearing a small pair of underwear, and
she was sticking out like a little dog.

The doctor said, "Don't be nervous, little girl, this is a routine examination." Without waiting for my cousin's consent
, he pulled down her pink underwear. I saw that there were some wet stains on my cousin's underwear.

My cousin's pink anus and vulva were exposed to the doctor. My cousin buried her head deeply in the stretcher bed in embarrassment
.

The doctor picked up a rubber glove, put it on his right hand, and placed his other hand on my cousin's snow-white buttocks.
He gently touched her anus, and my cousin flinched. The doctor said, "Don't move, cooperate with the treatment."

My cousin obediently remained still. He then used his left hand to pry open my cousin's anus, quite forcefully
, opening a small slit in her vulva. He then placed his gloved right index finger on my cousin's anus and
gently inserted it a little.

At this moment, it seemed his left hand slipped, and he couldn't hold on. The doctor used his left hand to pry open my cousin's anus again. As if
unintentionally, the doctor's left thumb pressed on my cousin's thick labia majora, and with this prying, it was as if he was prying open
my cousin 's vulva, while his other finger was inserted into my cousin's anus.

My cousin's white, round vulva was exposed to the doctor. Through the window, I could see her
wet vulva . Suddenly, she looked up at the doctor and said, "Doctor, I need to go to the toilet. I have an upset stomach and can't hold it in anymore
."

The doctor reluctantly removed his hands, giving her a few more long glances before leaving. Then he returned to his desk to write
the medical record. My cousin, blushing, quickly dressed and rushed out the door, seeing me.

"I'm going to the toilet. You can get the medical record later." And she hurriedly ran to the bathroom...

Great story, especially the initial description of her inner thoughts, the punishment after her impulsive act. The hospital scene was quite exciting. Thank you, looking forward to updates. The description of my cousin's inner thoughts is very reasonable, and the reaction of my cousin's reaction is also normal. Keep it up! The inner thoughts are good, but it seems like the story is only half-finished. Halfway through? When do you plan to continue? When do you plan to finish it?

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