Molesting my cousin

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I'm 19 years old this year. Last year, I finished my college entrance exams, so I had some free time. I went to Guangzhou.

My cousin also works there, so I naturally moved into her house. Then something happened that I'll never forget.

My cousin is three years older than me, 22. She's very beautiful, and although her breasts aren't large, they're quite perky, making her look very charming. We've played together since we were little, and we never really cared about the jokes we made. My cousin went out to make her way in the world after graduating high school, and we hadn't seen each other for a long time, so at first, things were a little awkward.

But this made me re-evaluate her. I hadn't paid much attention before, but now the more I looked at her, the more alluring she seemed, and a feeling that wasn't familial began to develop in my heart.

Gradually, my cousin and I returned to our old, close relationship (cough cough, it's still the purest sibling relationship). Sometimes I would make some dirty jokes, and my cousin would always laugh and scold me for being indecent, her shy expression only fueling my desire. Sometimes I'd go even further, telling even more risqué jokes until my cousin got really angry, at which point I'd stop, but this didn't affect our relationship. Spending so much time fooling around with my cousin, I'd often catch glimpses of her neckline and the view under her skirt.

Every time she bent over, I'd stare intently at her chest, and at that moment, my penis would get incredibly hard. This excited me, and I developed a desire for her. So I started my daily masturbation routine, always imagining my cousin's naked body, and even calling out her name when I was about to ejaculate. I realized I couldn't live without her in my mind.

My cousin's life was very structured (she was an office worker), and the time she spent at work seemed to be the most precious time of my day. One time, I accidentally saw my cousin hanging up her underwear to dry. I noticed she wore sexy, lace-trimmed, extra-small panties, and her bra was also very sexy, so my focus shifted to her underwear.

Every time my cousin left, I would take her underwear and sniff the area covering her vulva, as if trying to figure out what her scent was like. The first time I took her underwear, I struggled internally; it was very illogical, but desire overcame reason. I rubbed my penis with her underwear, fantasizing about touching her vulva, holding her bra and smelling her lingering milky scent. This stimulation left me exhausted every time I ejaculated.

I know I have a fetish, but I can't control myself. Sometimes my cousin wouldn't have time to wash her underwear immediately, and after she left, I would linger, smelling the slightly musky, erotic scent of her underwear (many books say that the scent of a woman's genitals is fragrant, but that's not true). My desire for my cousin grew stronger and stronger. I wasn't content with just touching her underwear; I wanted to directly act on my cousin!

Because my cousin lives alone in a small rented apartment, it has a small living room and two bedrooms (I don't know why she rented such a large room; it seemed a bit too big for one person). So, they sleep side-by-side, separated by a wall. Every night, I wondered what she was doing on the other side of the wall—was she simply sleeping, or was she, like me, unable to control her masturbation?

Finally, one night, I couldn't resist any longer and secretly went to her bedroom door. I gently turned the handle, and wow, it wasn't locked! I was so excited; I almost trembled as I opened the door and carefully approached her bed. Because of the darkness, I couldn't see her expression, but from her even breathing, I could tell she was sleeping soundly.

In the darkness, through a faint outline, I noticed she was lying flat on her back, covered only by a thin blanket even in the hot weather.

Originally, I just wanted to see what she did at night, but seeing her current position, I immediately changed my mind. I gently pulled back the blanket and slowly brought my head closer to my cousin's chest. At that moment, I could almost hear my heart pounding; the closer I got, the more breathless I became with nervousness.

Finally, I stopped just before my nose touched her breast. I inhaled deeply, trying to release the pent-up desires of the past few days. I smelled a milky fragrance much stronger than smelling her bra directly. I gradually became intoxicated, until I felt my body collapsing. Then, I suddenly realized what had happened and, I don't know where the courage came from, I kissed my cousin's breast. I immediately stood up, nervously observing her reaction, constantly calculating what to do if she suddenly woke up. But seeing that she was still fast asleep, I calmed down. I covered her back up and quietly left her room.

Back in my own room, I thought I would fall asleep contentedly, but I found myself completely unable to sleep.

Thinking back on how thrilling everything I had just done was so exciting, this forbidden act kept me tossing and turning. My mind conjured up the image of me pressing my head against my cousin's chest, even smelling that alluring fragrance again.

I don't know how much time had passed, but unable to sleep, I entered my cousin again, intending to smell her again. Upon entering, I was disappointed to find her lying on her side. However, my disappointment quickly vanished, because I was about to do something even bolder—I was going to touch my cousin! My cousin's sleeping position was precisely with her buttocks facing me.

Looking at her rounded buttocks, I could no longer control myself. I slowly moved my hand closer to her buttocks. Closer, almost there, ah! I touched it! My fingers were already gently resting on my cousin's buttocks, my heart pounding with excitement. But I knew I couldn't stop now; I quickly covered her entire buttocks with my hand.

Because the touch of my fingers was very sensitive, while the contact of my whole hand felt like just a blanket covering me. So, I didn't dare move at all, only feeling the soft, elastic feel of my cousin's buttocks, heavy in my hand. During this process, I carefully observed my cousin's every move, only relaxing a little when I saw she still didn't react.

I began to slowly move my palm to get a greater sense of contact; my penis was already throbbing painfully, and I really wanted to rub it properly.

But I knew I couldn't, that would wake my cousin. I kept moving my palm, fully enjoying the alluring touch of my cousin's buttocks, and my desire slowly grew stronger. Finally, I made a crucial decision: I was going to touch my cousin's genitals! At this point, I was reckless, completely abandoning my previous caution, and directly inserted two fingers towards my cousin's genitals.

Because my cousin was lying on her side, when my fingers touched her vulva, it looked as if she was clamping my fingers between her legs, wanting me to massage her genitals. But I still didn't care about my cousin's reaction; I was already immersed in the feeling of my cousin's genitals—soft, hot! That was my first thought.

A little while later, I felt the structure of my cousin's genitals and the location of her growth through my fingers. My other hand couldn't help but reach for my crotch and stroke my hard, throbbing penis. I was completely immersed in pleasure, oblivious to my surroundings, my fingers unconsciously twitching and rubbing.

I could clearly feel my cousin's labia moving between my fingers, and I even boldly pressed on the location of her clitoris. Everything made me incredibly excited, and my cousin's genitals became increasingly hot.

Suddenly, my cousin moved, and in that instant, I was immediately jolted awake. I finally realized what I was doing. Without thinking, I ran to the door like a madman, closing it behind me, but I didn't lose my mind; the door made no sound because I was standing right outside. I couldn't be discovered the moment my cousin woke up, so I focused all my energy on closing the door from outside. Luckily, the process was quick and silent.

Then I ran back to my room and lay down, incredibly nervous, wondering if my cousin would come over and question me, even accusing me of molesting her. I was completely panicked. I heard the door open, which meant my cousin had left the room! I immediately squinted, using the last bit of light I had to observe the doorway.

Since I usually don't close the door when I sleep, my cousin quickly saw me lying motionless on the bed from outside. However, she didn't leave immediately; she stayed there for about ten seconds before going to the bathroom and then back to her room. I finally breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking how lucky I was. Afterwards, I didn't dwell on the feeling of touching my cousin's body; I was just thinking about how to deal with what might happen the next day.

It was already late at night, and with my previous intense concentration, I quickly fell asleep.

The next day, my cousin got up early as usual and prepared breakfast, her expression unchanged. Since she didn't say anything, I was naturally happy and continued our playful banter and masturbating with her underwear, but I dared not touch her while she was asleep again.

Time flew by, and before I knew it, I received my university acceptance letter. I knew it was time to leave my cousin's house, and I felt extremely reluctant. As I parted, I stared intently at my cousin, as if trying to etch her face into my memory. Ignoring her reaction, I said goodbye and went home.

I haven't seen her since, only learning about her through QQ and email. Now it's summer vacation again, and I long to visit her and return to my carefree, self-study lifestyle.

[The End]

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