My cousin likes me

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I've lived abroad for many years and been married, so the passion I once had has long since faded. A few years ago, I took advantage of a business trip to return to China for two months. When I first got back, I was somewhat disoriented. Aside from eating and drinking with a few old friends I hadn't seen in ages, I spent my time at home waiting for things to settle down. My mother forced me to visit my aunt and cousin.

The mother and daughter had had a tough time in recent years; my aunt's husband got into a fight and accidentally injured someone, resulting in his imprisonment. The two of them relied on each other, working odd jobs to make ends meet. My cousin is beautiful and has a well-proportioned figure. She met a boss at work who took a liking to her and started supporting her, providing her with a comfortable life, a house, and a car. This effectively freed her and my mother from poverty. The wealthy man was usually busy with business and didn't come often, so the two of them basically lived alone.

When I arrived in a neighboring city, they picked me up in their car. Since we hadn't seen each other for years, their greetings and inquiries were, of course, heartwarming. My cousin is also a very generous person; when she drank, I was ashamed to admit I couldn't keep up. We ate and drank out, and then had a relatively hearty time at home, quite enjoying ourselves.

To be honest, I haven't seen my cousin much over the years. I vaguely remember tutoring her when she was still in school, and only a few times since then. But this time, her warmth and friendliness made me feel incredibly comforted.

During the few days we spent together, I felt something was off about the way she looked at me; there was an extra kind of attention and concern. She would even occasionally come into my bedroom in her pajamas, smiling at me. One day, I couldn't find my shampoo while showering, so I called out to her from the bathroom. She actually ran in to get it for me, even though I was completely naked and showering with my back to her. After that, I felt a strange, indescribable itch.

One day, we went for a walk. My aunt walked ahead of me, and my cousin and I were putting on our shoes to leave when she suddenly turned around, touched my face, stared at me for two seconds, and then kissed me. I didn't dodge or respond, letting her kiss me for a few seconds. Then she laughed and ran away. After that, several times she would sneak into my bedroom while I was lying in bed, smiling and wearing her pajamas, peeking in and talking with a grin, as if she wanted to come in. I didn't let her, and she would leave dejectedly.

One day, she asked me on her phone, "Brother, why didn't you dodge when I kissed you that day?" I said, "I wanted to see what you were up to." She sent a smiley face and asked me how it felt. I said, "Not bad." She said, "What do you mean 'not bad'? You're so annoying.

You know, brother, I've liked you since I was little. When someone bullied me as a child, you always protected me." I said, "How could I remember so many things from when I was little?" She said, "You may not remember, but I remember everything. If you weren't my brother, I would definitely pursue you. You always give me a sense of security." I chuckled, not knowing how to answer.

We talked about other things, and the topic suddenly became a bit ambiguous, but I didn't want to delve too deeply into it. After all, as the older brother, I had to maintain appearances.

That night, we chatted on our phones again. She said, "Brother, my mom is asleep. I'm coming over to find you." She came running over, tiptoeing, wearing a silk nightgown, and hugged me tightly, kissing me. This time, I didn't stop her and kissed her back. Then she lifted one of my hands and pressed it against her chest, then grabbed my penis and started rubbing it.

My wife and I are like that, touching each other with our left hand and right hand, lacking passion. So, on average, we've had sex less than once a month in the last six months, usually just secretly watching porn and masturbating. Suddenly, my cousin's young, beautiful, and firm body in her smooth nightgown pressed against me, and my penis instantly became erect.

Suddenly, my cousin knelt in front of me, pulled down my pajama bottoms, and my penis sprawled out. She then swiftly took it into her mouth and began rapidly stroking it. I was startled, but having been deprived of sex for so long, I couldn't resist the stimulation of my cousin's mouth. The rapid swallowing and spitting inevitably started making slurping sounds. I quickly winked and told her to be quiet. We paused for a few seconds, listening to my aunt's snoring, before continuing.

She pulled my hand and rubbed her nipples while continuing to service my penis.

Watching my cousin kneel before me, her mouth filled with my long-unused cock, gazing at me with deep affection, having to be quiet and hold her breath to avoid making a sound—the scene was incredibly stimulating. I gently urged her to go back, while unconsciously enjoying myself, reluctant to let her leave. Later, seeing that she was completely aroused, with an expression that suggested a passionate encounter, I quickly calmed myself and sent her away. She straightened the belt of her half-undressed nightgown, her messy hair and flushed face, reluctantly tugging at my penis a few times before turning back.

Although nothing happened that night, I knew in my heart that it was inevitable. A conflicting feeling of anticipation mixed with apprehension tormented me.

The next afternoon, my aunt made plans to go shopping with a friend and asked if I needed her to come along. I said it was fine, I'd been here for several days, she didn't need to accompany me every day, she could go do her own thing. My aunt smiled and left. Sure enough, my cousin came over from her room a little while later. I was lying down reading when she gave me a few alluring glances before slipping into my bed. There was a real surge of youthful passion, that familiar yet strange feeling, that unbearable loneliness, and what was even more irresistible was the taboo of ethics.

There are certain lines in this world that shouldn't be crossed: parents, children, siblings, friends, spouses—while these might not have mattered in ape-like times, as humans, they're sealed off with huge barriers, becoming the most taboo desires. All of this combined to bring two bodies that shouldn't be close together tightly together. My cousin wasn't coy; although it was our first time, we acted like familiar lovers. She sucked on my penis for a while, and I pulled her onto my face and licked her vulva, the faint salty taste like a young girl's. Then we did some 69, stimulating each other's sensitive areas with our mouths and tongues.

Until she couldn't hold back any longer, she pushed me down onto the bed, straddled me, and thrust my penis inside.

We both gasped simultaneously. That taboo, that huge seal that should have been protected, crumbled the moment I thrust in. She was my cousin, and I was her cousin. But two lonely souls, once the barrier between them was broken, couldn't resist the passion that erupted from them.

She writhed on top of me, her head thrown back, her moans growing louder. After a few thrusts, I laid her flat, spread her slender, white legs into an M shape, and knelt beneath her, thrusting with all my might. My cousin's pussy was top-notch, fitting my penis perfectly, tight and suctiony. I wanted to pull out completely, but the glans felt like it was being sucked in near the entrance, incredibly stimulating. We were both drenched in sweat. My cousin came twice, and I was almost there too. I asked her, "Can I cum inside?" She said it was okay, there was protection. So I thrust rapidly and let out a low growl.

I released the thick semen I had accumulated over the days into my cousin's body. My genes, my scent, my memories—she could never erase them.

After the passion subsided, we embraced and laughed. My cousin asked me, "Brother, don't you think it would be more exciting if we weren't cousins, but blood siblings?" I said, "You've been watching too much Game of Thrones. There's a scene in Game of Thrones where twin siblings commit adultery." She laughed heartily. Looking at my watch, I realized it was getting late, so I quickly cleaned up the mess, opened the window to air it out, and tidied the sheets. Luckily, my aunt didn't suspect anything when she got home that night. We exchanged knowing smiles when she wasn't looking.

Later, under the pretext of me going home, she said she was going to stay at a friend's house. We booked a hotel and stayed the night. We lay there naked, chatting and exchanging flirtatious remarks. She mentioned she'd never seen a girl squirt in real life, and said she could. Then she

actually sat on me and started masturbating. I cooperated by rubbing her breasts and nipples. Before long, she was aroused and started spraying me with her fluids, making me feel both excited and ashamed. I couldn't bear to look at her. After resting for a while, I pulled her to the full-length mirror, had her hold onto it, and then I penetrated her deeply from behind.

In the mirror, the naked bodies of the brother and sister trembled back and forth, the cousin's black ponytail swinging back and forth on one side of her shoulder. We both stared, mouths slightly agape, watching each other in the mirror, enjoying each other. I felt a little dazed, even wondering if this was all just a dream. How did I end up with my own cousin like this? Maybe it's because neither of us are the kind of people who follow the rules, at least not sexually, and my cousin happens to have a secret crush on me, wanting to seize this hard-won opportunity to leave something behind, even if it's just a memory.

We continued our intercourse like this, abandoning all ethics and morality, changing positions and enjoying the moment. Each thrust was accompanied by her soft moans and my heavy breathing. Finally, she lay on the bed, and I lay on top of her, stirring her honeyed chamber between her slightly parted legs. After a few fierce thrusts, I filled my cousin's flower core with my semen, and then we fell asleep in each other's arms.

Although we occasionally talked about this absurd yet sweet experience afterward, for safety's sake, we tacitly agreed not to mention it again. It's best to keep it as a beautiful memory that doesn't hurt anyone.

[The End]

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