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My cousin playing in the water 

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Ever since my cousin helped me get my first time, I've been obsessed with it and constantly thinking about how to reignite the battle, even to conquer her Forbidden City. But she's long since seen through my wicked cousin's intentions and has been avoiding the main point, refusing to give me a chance.

Even so, I know my cousin still loves me just the same; it's just that her female shyness and our cousin relationship make her refuse me. Otherwise, she wouldn't have let it go after last time. This means I still have a chance.

Finally, before my two hundred million sperm completely invaded my brain, I finally caught her off guard. Let me briefly introduce my cousin again. She's about 165-168 cm tall, with a baby face, a ponytail, and a few small tiger teeth. She used to dye her hair, but now she's dyed it back to black. She has a cute personality; usually a bit silly, but when she needs to be shrewd, she can be incredibly shrewd (she's been playing me for so long). Her breasts are huge! Based on my own assessment (left hand of God, right hand of Demon), they should be E→F!

Around 9 a.m., my cousin and I met at the agreed-upon location. It was a sweltering summer, hot enough for cacti to multiply naturally, and my cousin was dressed quite lightly. She wore a pink sleeveless U-shaped top with shoulder straps, like two large fruits in a small bag, revealing a hint of cleavage, and a short, white, wavy skirt. I was instantly aroused, practically swooning.

But this was just the appetizer; the main course was yet to come—we were going swimming! On the way, I chatted with my cousin, stealing glances at her slightly swaying breasts as she walked, daydreaming about her swimsuit, and planning our next move, making me sweat profusely.

Honestly, if a camera were filming us walking side-by-side, we'd probably look like a couple from a Japanese drama. How awesome! Soon we arrived at the pool. There were both outdoor and indoor pools, but although it was hot, we decided to swim in the outdoor one.

Since it was still early, there were only a couple of small groups of people and about 40 or 5 older folks in the pool, so we quickly changed into our swimsuits. I had already put my swim trunks on underneath, hoping to quickly strip naked and get ahead of my cousin; sure enough, after waiting for 30 seconds, my cousin finally emerged with slightly shy, small steps (because the floor was quite hot from the sun). As she took those small steps, many of the capillaries in my nose burst again.

Wow! My cousin's swimsuit was amazing! It was a bikini! We weren't even going to the beach! But it was so cool! My cousin wore a light purple striped fabric bikini, a halter-neck style, her large, full breasts swaying up and down, her fair skin almost overflowing from the cups that only covered half of her breasts; her bottoms were the same style, with butterfly-knot style bottoms tightly hugging her buttocks, super sexy! I was dumbfounded, almost speechless.

Looking at the cleavage created by her large breasts, lifted by her swimsuit, I had a hallucination of falling into a garbage compactor and being pulverized. After swimming for a while, I wondered if my cousin noticed the pool level had risen. Since my little brother was swelling exponentially, at this rate, it might cause a third Nagasaki/Hiroshima tragedy, or even create a new universe. My cousin is a swimming expert, at least much better than me (I can't swim backstroke, I'll sink), and she can even swim butterfly with those huge breasts—truly a martial arts master.

She'd already swum a few laps, so we played in the water and did some legwork in one corner of the pool.

I asked her to teach me the supine position, and she blushed (I don't know if it was from the sun or embarrassment) and laughed, scolding me for wanting to see her breasts. This reminded me of our last encounter, and I became bolder. Master Jie, the master of the steel rod who roams the martial world and wreaks havoc in the heavens, was not someone to be trifled with. I boldly approached my cousin, almost touching her breasts.

She obviously noticed my strange behavior, but she was at a loss and didn't react. At this moment, I deliberately said, "Can't I look at my cousin's breasts?" My cousin immediately blushed even more and only replied with "Don't be so lewd" before falling silent. At this moment, the army of two hundred million sperm had already besieged the city. I didn't have the wisdom of Prime Minister Zhuge Liang, so I had no choice but to surrender and accept the control of the goddess of lust.

I leaned close to my cousin's face and kissed her. Although she tried to back away (a half-hearted attempt to dodge), I caught up and pressed my kiss. She resisted with a mixture of acceptance and resistance (this was the most frustrating part for me), but her lips were still conquered by my tongue. My cousin involuntarily closed her eyes, accepting my intrusion. I wasn't much calmer either; my heart was pounding, my breathing was slow, my blood was surging, and I forgot to blink. I only knew one thing—my beloved cousin was right in front of me.

I wrapped one arm around her waist from the side in the water, and gently fondled her large breasts with the other. My flushed cousin kept her eyes tightly closed, her head resting against my chest as she breathed heavily, letting my wicked hands vanquish her and wreak havoc on Grandma Mountain. Under the goddess of lust's smile, I couldn't resist. Taking advantage of the few people around (actually, I hadn't considered this at all), I pulled down my cousin's swimsuit bra. One of her plump, white breasts slid out. When my cousin saw this, she finally opened her eyes, her face filled with fear: "Hey...no...!" She stammered, trying to put the bra back up, but I wasn't about to let her have her way. I coaxed her like a child, telling her "there's no one around," and then, with a French-made, dual-furnace submarine-style kiss, I took over her little mouth, silencing her first. Although my cousin still resisted, she couldn't stop this straw-hatted boy who was rampaging through the sea of lust. I pulled down the other cup, and now the entire swimsuit was slipped down to her chest, floating on the surface of the water. My cousin's two round, huge breasts, which she couldn't hold with her hands, were exposed to the air, wet and ready for me to knead. At that moment, I couldn't hear anything except my cousin's and my loud, chaotic breathing. I think my cousin felt the same way.

Even in my irrationality, guided by the goddess of lust, I quickly turned my attention to my cousin's alluring pale pink nipples. I first pretended to be a socialite, gently caressing and pinching them, then couldn't resist kissing them, sucking and licking them. Looking back now, it was incredibly perverted. But at the time, it felt amazing, not only because I got to taste my cousin's breasts again, but also because it was happening in broad daylight, in a public place like a swimming pool. My cousin, who had initially resisted, began to (have no choice but to) cooperate, even turning her back to the crowd as much as possible. At this point, my little brother had evolved into an Australian python, a Namekian dragon, involuntarily moving closer to my cousin's genitals. My cousin gasped and could only gasp and beg for mercy: "Go up, go up, okay?" Hearing this, I no longer needed to search for the Dragon Balls.

My cousin and I were both at the peak of our lust, so we hurriedly put her swimsuit back on, climbed the iron ladder, and rushed towards the building where we were changing clothes. My cousin darted into the women's changing room first, and without caring if anyone else was inside, I charged into her stall, my erection blazing. I pulled up the plastic curtain, and we embraced and kissed.

Her lips were warm and wet; just thinking about it now makes me want to masturbate again. Just as my "Dragon King" was about to launch, I suddenly remembered (I'd always remembered) a comment from a netizen (who had read the previous post): "Only thinking about your own pleasure and not the girl's, no wonder there's no next time." This cautionary tale made me resist the urge to go, and instead, I knelt down and untied the bow on my cousin's swim trunks, helping her take them off. For some reason, this time my cousin didn't rush to stop me; she was probably already lost in passion.

The moment the trunk slipped down, after all these years, I finally witnessed heaven. Ha~ Reluya! Ha~ Reluya! Hareluya, Hareluya, Hareluya! (Key rises) Ha~ Reluya! Ha~ Reluya! Hareluya, Hareluya, Hareluya! My cousin's beautiful vulva, I kissed it before I could even get a good look at it! Unbelievable, truly unbelievable. Recalling that moment, Taipei 101 once again became the second tallest building in Taiwan.

I kissed it several times before pulling my gaze back to examine that beautiful white-and-red vulva more closely. My cousin's labia are small and delicate, with a slightly tucked shape, and her clitoris is quite prominent. The pubic hair area, though small, is very dense, suggesting that my cousin hasn't trimmed it (I think most girls who wear two-piece swimsuits trim their pubic hair, right?). As for my cousin's reaction, or what her expression was at that moment, I'm sorry, my attention was completely focused on this triangle, so I can't share that with the readers. I only know that she didn't forbid me.

Like I was possessed, I couldn't resist burying my head in her vulva again. My cousin's vulva smelled quite complex, a mix of sweat, salt, swimming pool bleach, and a hint of urine, but it wasn't unpleasant. In fact, it made me feel like I was inhaling superglue, the more I smelled it, the more aroused I became. I unleashed my tongue's powerful, almost magical, oral skills, licking and sucking her clitoris, kissing her labia, and then going around in circles a few more times. Then I tried sticking my tongue in and stirring it around, making the saltiness and urine smell even more pronounced, but it couldn't stop my uncontrollable tongue-lashing.

At this point, skill was needed. My sanity returned a little, and I occasionally looked up to check on my cousin. I saw her gripping the clothes rack with one hand, the other hand leaning against the wall as if in a cramp, her hazy eyes slightly open, looking up at my head, panting, her face flushed. She must be enjoying it, right? Damn it, I want to enjoy it too!

But for the sake of sustainable business, I have to serve my cousin first.

Just as I was thinking about how I was going to have my little brother conquer the Forbidden City, I noticed that my cousin's vagina had become very wet, not just from the pool water and my saliva (it shouldn't be that much, and my mouth was a bit dry from licking). It tasted astringent and fishy, and frankly, not very tasty. That's when I realized that this must be my cousin's vaginal fluid.

Licking a girl until she came still gave me a sense of accomplishment, even though I was still quite naive. I floored the gas pedal and sucked hard on my cousin's vulva, with the help of my fingers (the thread, thinking back, wasn't very clean, but thankfully it didn't cause any problems later). My cousin started to feel unbearable, moaning and groaning (but she still didn't dare to moan too loudly). Her hand, which was pressed against the wall, was next to my ear, I didn't know if she was trying to stop me or encouraging me.

At this point, my cousin's legs started trembling a little, and I saw she was unsteady on her feet, so I simply hugged her soft little bottom and continued sucking. Just as I was playing the pumping motor, thinking everything was okay and not thinking about anything else, suddenly a bunch of middle-aged women's chatter flooded into the changing room, scaring us both out of our wits. I was so scared I couldn't react for a moment, and my cousin even hit my head hard. My little brother instantly went limp.

Some people say that experiencing the thrill of being discovered is great... it is indeed great, but if you're really right up until the moment you're exposed, your whole body goes cold, and all desire vanishes. Luckily, they weren't so stupid as to lift the curtain to see if anyone was there, so my cousin hurriedly changed her clothes, looking resentful (she must have really wanted to beat me up, but she couldn't), and went out first. She said she would tug on the curtain again when no one was outside so I could sneak out quickly.

Later, my cousin was really quite unhappy with me, but it hadn't reached the point of a complete falling out. However, I didn't dare to make any further demands. Looking back now, those bunch of middle-aged women (actually, I'm not even sure if they were) were truly vicious and utterly despicable, actually trying to ruin the private life of such a good young man as me.

But I'm lucky to have escaped being exposed. As for this summer, being able to eat my cousin's abalone was truly a dream come true, but looking back, it just felt natural. If I have any further close contact with my cousin, I'll try my best to share it with everyone online (my cousin obviously doesn't know).

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