My cousin's misunderstanding

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My father suffered a stroke. He was only in his forties, and now he'd have to spend the rest of his life bedridden. My second aunt was heartbroken, and I was devastated too. But amidst my grief, I couldn't help but worry about my family. What would become of the Zhao family? My father had no sons, only me,

his good-for-nothing daughter. Would our vast fortune simply be squandered like this?

Although my father was physically immobile and his speech was unclear, his mind was sharp. He called me, my second aunt, my aunt, and my cousin to his bedside, and with great difficulty, he took my hand and placed it on top of my cousin's. The meaning was self-evident. The second aunt, sobbing, said to her aunt,

"Eldest sister, we're not outsiders, you know the situation in our household. Master has no sons, only Qian'er, our daughter. Although she's not my biological daughter, we've always been harmonious. Now that Master is in this state, I think he wants to marry Qian'er

to Wenqing, so Wenqing can marry into the family and manage this large household. I wonder what you think, eldest sister?" I watched coldly from the side. My aunt was probably overjoyed, repeatedly agreeing. My cousin held my hand tightly, gazing at me affectionately. My mind

was in turmoil, agitated. If it were before, I would have thought my cousin was a decent choice, but remembering the man who almost took my virginity that night, I didn't know why, but I was unwilling to marry him. However, under these circumstances, I couldn't say anything, only

silently lowering my head, thinking I could only drag it out for one day at a time. But fate had other plans. My stepmother and aunt, fearing things might change, arranged my marriage early, at the end of the year.

That night, I sat listlessly by the window, my mind blank. I don't know how long I sat there, but finally, I grew tired. Before going to bed, I hesitated, unsure whether to close the window completely. In the end, I left it ajar, going to sleep with a sliver of hope
.

But that person never appeared again. Days passed, and I buried that night deep in my heart. Now, my cousin was in charge of the household. He was quite capable, managing the Zhao family perfectly, inside and out. I remained content

as the eldest daughter of the Zhao family.

But precisely because my cousin's position in the household was secure, he became increasingly presumptuous with me. Every time he looked at me, it was as if he wanted to devour me whole! Meanwhile, he often found excuses to come and go from my boudoir, sitting there for most of the day. He would even touch my hand or pinch my cheek when the maids

weren't looking . I found this behavior disgusting and would often storm off with a sullen face. But he didn't stop; instead, he became even more brazen.

That morning, as usual, I was picking fresh flowers in the garden, still glistening with dew. These could have been done by the maids, but over the years I had developed the habit of getting up early. As I was picking, I suddenly noticed someone standing in front of me. Looking up, I saw it was my cousin Wenqing.

My heart skipped a beat. There was no one else in the garden at this hour; what was he doing here? But I still greeted him politely. My cousin smiled and said, "Why are you up so early, little sister?" I smiled back, thinking: Same to you. I glanced at him, lowered my head, and said, "

Cousin, please make yourself at home. I'll go back to my room now." With that, I brushed past him to leave, but suddenly he grabbed my waist and hugged me tightly! I was both ashamed and angry, and I shouted, "Cousin! What are you doing?! Let me go!" But he ignored my

cries , covered my mouth, and dragged me behind the artificial hill. Then, he pressed me against the rockery wall, kissing my face indiscriminately while whispering, "Little sister! I've missed you so much! I've missed you so much!" I kicked and struggled against him desperately, but men are strong,

and in no time he had my hands and feet under control. Then, he tore open my clothes, revealing a large expanse of fair skin and half of my breast. He stared intently at my chest, swallowed hard, and buried his head in my chest, rubbing it against me, which hurt terribly!

And the pressure of my back against the rocks burned even more! I struggled desperately, and finally found an opportunity to bite him hard on the ear. He screamed in pain, and while he covered his ear with his hand, I used all my strength to push him away and run away.

Back at Jinxiu Pavilion, Xiaoyan was terrified to see me disheveled and panicked. I composed myself and decided to tell my father and stepmother about it, so my father could annul the engagement. I hurried to Jinhua Pavilion. Since my father's stroke, my stepmother had moved him to

her room for easier care. Before I even stepped into her room, I heard her weeping. The servants had already disappeared to some corner. I tiptoed into the inner room and peered in from the doorway. I froze. My stepmother,

half-undressed, straddled my father, who was without trousers, lasciviously, touching her breasts and swaying violently. My father lay motionless on the bed, oblivious, his face filled with helplessness and pain. After a long while, my stepmother gasped and cried, "You bastard! What am I supposed to do

now ?! What am I supposed to do?" My father closed his eyes in anguish. I touched my face; tears streamed down my cheeks. Without disturbing them, I quietly returned to my room. From then on, I almost completely shut myself away in the brocade pavilion, never venturing out unless absolutely necessary. Even

so , I was still constantly harassed by my cousin. As the divorce date drew closer, my fear and anxiety grew stronger.

On another moonlit night, I huddled in the corner of the bed, sobbing, clutching my silk quilt. Next month was my wedding day, but my loathing for my cousin was growing stronger; the thought of him defiling my body was unbearable. If I had known this would happen, I would have preferred to

give myself to that man in black.

Just then, a strange sound came from the window. Through my teary eyes, I saw the man in black jump in through the window again. I was both surprised and delighted, biting my lip and watching him walk step by step to my bedside through my tears. This time, he didn't silence me. He simply lifted my chin with

his fingers , gently biting my lips, and murmured, "What's troubling you, my little darling?" I gently shook my head, wiping away my tears, and asked, "Who are you?" The man in black chuckled, "I'm a flower thief."

I chuckled, "So you're a flower thief! Should I report you to the authorities?" The man in black lightly licked my lips with the tip of his tongue, murmuring, "Even if I have to report you, I'll still get my hands on this bewitching flower." I felt a tingling, itchy sensation on my lips, and

couldn't help but gasp softly. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth and intertwine it with my little tongue until I was almost breathless, then he reluctantly withdrew. I clutched my chest, panting, and leaned against his chest. He chuckled softly, then suddenly

lifted , startling me so much I almost screamed. He carried me to the window and gently laid me flat on the table by the window. The bright moonlight shone on my smooth body, my skin like jade, my hair like silk. Even I was captivated by the scene. I lay there

quietly , only the heaving of my chest betraying my nervousness and unease. The man in black parted my legs and stood between my thighs, caressing my body. He pinned my hands, which I shyly tried to cover, to my sides, preventing

me from moving. Then he leaned down and kissed my neck, gently sucking on my earlobe, murmuring, "This body is so beautiful! So beautiful!" The tingling sensation made me moan softly, and I involuntarily arched my back to meet his. He roamed my body with his tongue, from my neck

and ears to my chest, then deliberately licked my nipples. My sensitive nipples immediately hardened, throbbing uncomfortably. His tongue wandered between my breasts, licking my left nipple one moment and sucking on the other the next, leaving me bewildered.

When he had finally had his fill, he began to lick downwards. He slid his tongue down my breast, leaving a trail of saliva on my body; a cool breeze swept over it, carrying a thrilling sensation. His tongue then moved to my lower abdomen, maliciously circling my navel, filled with desire.

It began to surge through my limbs and bones. I moaned softly, twisting my body trying to escape the unbearable sensation. But he continued to probe downwards unhurriedly. My breathing grew heavier, my mind went blank, and I only wanted something. When I felt a warm breath brush against my private parts

, I realized with a start that he had reached my most intimate place. I didn't know what he was going to do, and could only wait passively. Suddenly, he gently bit my nipple between my thighs, and I jumped and cried out. He chuckled softly, "Such a sensitive

little thing ." Then, he buried his head between my legs and began to lick my genitals with his tongue, entwining it around my nipple. I gasped repeatedly; this was too wanton! I twisted my body, trying to escape his ravages on my private parts. But the burning desire made me not want to escape, but rather

want to conform to his licking. My body was already soft as cotton, and his tongue lingered on my private parts. I could clearly feel waves of heat surging through my lower body. Then, he boldly inserted his tongue into my secret place, sucking the fluids seeping out. I felt as if

my body was about to burst, crying and moaning. After a while, he released my secret place, looked up at me, his eyes burning with intense lust. He said in a hoarse voice, "Little thing, do you know how sweet you are?" Before I could answer, he suddenly

lifted me off the table, pressed my upper body against it, and growled, "Lie down!" I obediently lay down on the table, and then he ripped off his black robe, revealing that he was still completely naked underneath. He lifted my snowy buttocks with one hand, spread my legs apart with his legs, and with his other hand, he

grasped his huge penis and began searching for my secret place. Feeling his penis constantly hovering at the entrance of my secret place, I suddenly thought of that afternoon five years ago, and my heart trembled. He easily found my secret place, where fluids were constantly gushing out.

He groaned and inserted his penis into my vagina. I cried, thinking that if my father knew I wasn't a virgin, he would be furious! A sliver of reason returned to my mind, but by then, he had already inserted his penis to the point of obstruction. I quickly

grabbed his still-partially inserted penis and pleaded, "No...don't do this, my family will find out!" He stopped, clearly angry, and said, "You little thing! Are you playing with me?!" I was heartbroken and cried, "No, no, but my family

will kill me if they find out!" I sobbed pitifully, and he remained inside me for what seemed like an eternity before he sighed and said, "You are truly my nemesis!" Then, he pulled his penis out of my vagina. I was still sobbing softly

, my head resting on the table. He sighed again, picked me up, and carried me to the bed. Then, lying down, he pulled me into his arms and said, "You're such a troublesome little thing. I won't take your virginity. Go to sleep!" After that passionate encounter, I was truly exhausted, but the burning heat of his penis

pressed against my buttocks made me uneasy. Finally, I don't know when I fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, he was gone. I sat up and noticed something strange down there. Lifting the covers, my face flushed red. There was a large, cold, whitish fluid stuck between my legs, emitting a

strange, fishy smell. It couldn't have come from me; it could only have been his. I was filled with shame. How could he leave such a thing on me? I quickly got up and wiped away the semen with a handkerchief, then threw the handkerchief out the window. Just then, Xiao

Yan knocked on the door. I got dressed and let her in. The maid frowned as soon as she entered, saying, "Miss, why does this room smell strange?" I knew what it was, of course—the smell of a man and woman making love last night. Blushing, I turned my back to her and said, "

It's probably coming in through the window. Go quickly and prepare some water for me; I want to bathe." Xiao Yan asked curiously, "Miss, why do you need to bathe so early in the morning?" I could only reply, "It was a bit hot last night, and I sweated a little. Hurry up and go!" Xiao Yan left, puzzled, and

I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Soaking in the warm water, I carefully wiped my body, letting the lingering scent of the man on me slowly dissipate. Recalling the scene from last night, I couldn't help but cover my face in shame. How could I be so lewd? An unmarried woman actually being so intimate with a strange

man ! However, I smiled slightly. This was truly an anomaly; two such intimate encounters had actually allowed me to retain my virginity.

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