[Modern Emotions] My Happy Life

I have what seems like a perfect family: a beautiful wife, a sensible son. Why "seems like"? Because my current wife is my cousin, I also have an older cousin who's always trying to get into my bed, and a sister-in-law who's had my child. To other men, I seem to be at the pinnacle of happiness, but who can know my suffering? You can imagine: a gentle and understanding wife, an older cousin with a strong possessive streak, and a sister-in-law who always treats me like her husband. Perhaps marrying any one of them would be wonderful, but here's the key problem: firstly, my older cousin isn't married, and she dares to get into my bed regardless of whether my cousin's wife is home or not. I have to be careful not to be seen by others; you can imagine how scared I am. As for my sister-in-law, who's a teacher, well, she's a very good person, a very traditional Chinese woman. If my brother dies... Or maybe it would be better if they were divorced, but they're still together, seemingly a happy family, but getting involved with me is painful. My brother is a salesman, a very successful one, but it's precisely because he's a salesman that I had an opportunity. Whenever my brother is away on business, I always end up in her bed (cough, okay, I admit I have a tendency towards older women). Because she's spent more time with me than my brother, and she even had my child, she subconsciously treats me like her husband. You can imagine how dangerous that is. My wife, well, my little cousin, is a very traditional woman. She loves me very much; she's the kind of woman who helps me when I'm hurting myself. So even though she knows, she's always silently endured it. My sexy older cousin and the others are also putting up with things because of me, and I'm trying my best to maintain the delicate relationship between the three of us. I think everyone is very curious about how this happened, so here's what happened.

My 20th birthday was an unforgettable day for me. It taught me what a woman is. Although I had watched a lot of adult videos and thought my theoretical knowledge was quite extensive, and I had even fantasized about putting it into practice when I slept with a woman someday, I never expected that opportunity to come so soon.

One weekend afternoon, I was doing my homework at home when I heard the door slam shut. I was puzzled: weren't Mom and Dad at a wedding? Why were they back so soon? So I got up to check, and there was my cousin, swaying as she walked in. I thought to myself, "Hmm, my cousin is so sexy, dressed so provocatively." Before I could continue fantasizing, my cousin walked up to me, put her arm around my neck, and mumbled, "Xiaoqing, come inside. I'll show you what a woman smells like." I smelled the alcohol on my cousin and felt a wave of annoyance. It seemed my cousin had gone drinking with her cronies again. No wonder everyone called her a slut.

Actually, you can't blame me for thinking this way. You only need to look at her outfit to understand why I say this. My cousin is 165cm tall and was wearing denim shorts that only reached her upper thighs, black sheer fishnet stockings, and a sleeveless t-shirt. And my cousin has such a great figure; her breasts are perky, and because the t-shirt's round neckline is low, you can vaguely see her nipples. Looking down, her long legs and round, perky buttocks are incredibly alluring. Looking at my cousin's face, she has curly hair, willow-leaf eyebrows, a small nose, and full, small lips. Looking at this angelic face, she should be a quiet, gentle girl. How come she has such a carefree, even somewhat self-conscious, personality? My cousin, seeing me staring blankly at her face, couldn't wait any longer. She grabbed my arm and pulled me towards my room. Her pull snapped me out of my daze, and I said, "Cousin, you've had too much to drink. Go back to sleep. I'll get you some water." But to my surprise, she had some strength and pushed me down onto the bed. Then she climbed on top of me and continued, "Xiaoqing, let me show you what a woman's taste is like." Then she started pulling down my underwear. I was actually a little tempted.

Well, it sounds like a beastly thing to say, but I was definitely tempted. While I was still struggling with my thoughts, my cousin had already pulled down my underwear, revealing my 16cm erect penis. At that moment, I came to my senses. I thought, since it wasn't my choice anyway, and she's so open-minded, I don't mind at all. I reassured myself like this, and then I saw my cousin's small hands trembling as she grasped my penis and started stroking it up and down. I felt a surge of panic as my cousin stroked it, and then I saw her mouth on my penis. She seemed a little hesitant, but in the end, she opened her alluring little mouth and took my penis in. I immediately felt my hard penis enter a warm place. As my cousin started stroking it, my pleasure became more and more obvious. Although I would occasionally hit her teeth, it was already very comfortable for a virgin like me.

Feeling waves of pleasure surging through my penis, I finally couldn't hold back any longer. I rolled over, grabbed my cousin's head, and began thrusting hard. My cousin struggled in discomfort, but she wasn't as strong as me. I ejaculated into her mouth as I felt a tingling sensation in my lower back. She pushed me away, lay on the bed, and vomited into the trash can. Having just climaxed, I lay there savoring the experience. After vomiting, my cousin lay beside me, seemingly lost in thought. A while later, my energy returned, and I became restless. My left hand slowly slipped inside my cousin's t-shirt, touching her firm breasts. A wave of emotion washed over me—this was what women were like. Ah, it feels so good. Seeing that my cousin was still silent, I started to take off her denim shorts. As her black lace-trimmed panties were slowly revealed, I became more and more excited. Suddenly, my cousin sat up, took off her t-shirt, then her bra, and then stood up and took off my denim shorts, which were down to my thighs. She didn't even give me a chance to admire her sexy panties before taking them off. I was stunned for a moment until my cousin pushed me down again, and I came to my senses. I watched as my cousin straddled me, then held my penis and rubbed it against her labia a few times before slowly sitting down.

When my penis entered my cousin's vagina, my first thought was, "My cousin isn't a virgin anymore." My second thought was, "It's so hot and feels so good." After my cousin sat down completely, she first moved back and forth, then placed her hands on my stomach and started moving up and down. I began to experience my first time having sex. I could feel the soft folds and warmth inside her vagina, and I could feel her tightly enveloping my penis. In short, it felt incredibly good, like heaven. The sounds of my penis entering her were indescribable. As the feeling grew stronger, I knew I was about to climax again. My cousin's movements became more and more intense, and she started moaning. I lifted my upper body, rolled over with my cousin, and pressed myself against her. Then, holding her waist, I began to thrust violently. My cousin's moans grew louder and louder because of my violent thrusting. As my cousin stretched her snow-white neck and thrust out her round, firm breasts, letting out a high-pitched moan, I also ejaculated. Immediately after, I felt my glans enveloped in a warm liquid. I lay on my cousin's soft body, my face rubbing against hers, feeling a surge of satisfaction. After a while, my cousin nudged me and said, "Go downstairs. Don't tell anyone about this. We can do this often from now on." Looking at my satisfied expression, she added, "We're just simple sex partners. Don't overthink it." I thought to myself, if you don't care, I care even less. Who knows how many men you have? As long as there are people to play with, I don't care. So I smiled and agreed, "Don't worry, I know what to do." My cousin smiled and said, "Okay, get dressed and take a shower. You continue studying, I'm going home." Then we started cleaning up and taking care of the aftermath.

My family situation is actually quite simple. My father is an only child, and I have an older uncle, who is my father's cousin. Both of us work at the court, and because we work there, we both live in the court's compound, on the third floor of the same building, directly across from each other. Our two houses are connected by a door in the living room. Because of my family's situation, my brother bought an apartment on the second floor below mine, which is also connected to the ground floor. There are two boys in the family, my brother and me. My uncle's family has two daughters, which, according to my grandfather, would be enough for two couples, but over time, no one has mentioned it anymore. My brother is 22, I am 17, my older cousin is 20, and I have a younger cousin who is 15. My brother got married right after graduating from university; he was a classmate I hadn't seen for a few years. Because he didn't want a stable job, he went to work as a salesman at a salt factory, and he did quite well, earning over 100,000 yuan a year. My sister-in-law got a job as a middle school teacher through my uncle's arrangement. My older cousin was still in college, but perhaps because of her personality, she ruined her reputation. However, she didn't care and continued to hang out with those bad influences, coming home after midnight every day. Her family couldn't control her. Later, when she went to college, everyone thought things would get better, but when she came home for holidays, she was still hanging out with those people. Gradually, her family gave up and let her be. My younger cousin was a gentle girl from a young age. I don't know why, but she always liked to follow me around and stick to me. Later, everyone thought she would change as she grew up, but she was still the same. She would climb into my bed and sleep with me from time to time. My grandfather would laugh when he saw this, saying, "Look, Xiao Ran and Xiao Qing have always looked like a couple." My uncle and father would just smile. Nobody knew that my younger cousin would actually marry me in the end. Oh, I forgot to mention the names. My older brother's name is Li You, my name is Li Qing, my older cousin's name is Huang Puxin, my younger cousin's name is Huang Puran, and the sister-in-law I got pregnant is named Chen Chen. Now that the introduction is over, let's get back to the main topic.

After this incident, my cousin and I often made love when no one was home. After all, we were young and had just tasted the forbidden fruit, so it was a bit addictive. Basically, whenever we met, we would look for an opportunity to make love. Sometimes it was in the bathroom, sometimes in my room, sometimes in her room. We would also find a secluded place to have sex when we went for a walk at night. At night, my cousin would also secretly climb over the balcony into my room. We were like a couple

, inseparable. However, my room was also dangerous because my cousin would occasionally come over to sleep with me, so we were both very cautious. I remember one time, around 11 p.m., my cousin climbed over the balcony into my room (our rooms are next to each other), and very naturally took off her clothes and half-climbed on top of me. Her alluring little mouth whispered in my ear, "My little man, did you miss me?" I smelled the faint scent of my cousin's shower gel and nodded vigorously.

Then our lips met, our tongues intertwined, and I slowly rolled over onto my cousin. I loved this feeling, lying on her soft body, feeling her firm breasts and smooth skin against my chest. As our kiss deepened, my hands began to move. Because I was on top of her, my movements weren't too big; my hands simply stroked from her back to her buttocks, and then started kneading. As the atmosphere grew, my cousin pulled my tongue out, and I knew the main event was about to begin. I propped myself up, ready for my cousin to take the lead, but she said, "This time you take the lead. I want to experience what it's like to be on the bottom."

Hearing my cousin's new catchphrase, I felt helpless again. To be honest, in all the times we've been together, I've never taken the initiative; it's always been hers. So I've never really paid attention to her beautiful body. But when she said that, I started to act. I slowly parted her legs and looked at her alluring vulva. There was a small tuft of black pubic hair, and below it were pink labia, like a steamed bun, looking very plump and tempting. I suppressed my excitement, guided my penis to her vaginal opening, and rubbed the head of my penis up and down. With my cousin's soft moans, a little bit of fluid slowly seeped from her pink labia. I stopped teasing her, positioned my penis at her vaginal opening, and gently pushed in, entering that beautiful paradise once more.

I watched as her labia stretched wide by my penis, feeling the granular folds inside her vagina. I slowly began to thrust, and her legs wrapped around my waist. My hands caressed her breasts, and the room echoed with the sounds of "slap slap" and "squirt" of water. Perhaps it was because I was in a good mood today, but after about 20 minutes, I still didn't feel like ejaculating. However, my cousin was close to orgasm because her legs were wrapped tighter and tighter, and her vagina was starting to contract forcefully. I increased the speed of my thrusts. I lay on top of my cousin, and she held me tightly with her arms, panting heavily.

Then I heard a loud moan, and felt my cousin's love juice spray onto my glans. However, I still didn't feel like ejaculating. Just as I was thinking about whether to wait for my cousin to calm down before going again, I heard a "bang bang" knocking on the door. My cousin and I froze instantly, and the room fell silent. Then I heard my younger cousin's voice outside the door. She said in a sleepy voice, "Brother, what are you doing? Open the door!" Hearing my younger cousin's voice, my cousin and I both breathed a sigh of relief. Then my cousin quickly got up, grabbed her pajamas, and rolled back inside. I was annoyed again. My cousin was really quick. But how could she just irresponsibly leave me like that?

I glanced at my still-erect penis and felt even more frustrated. I thought to myself, "How rude of her! She's done with it and just leaves, completely disregarding whether others feel comfortable or not." But before I could feel frustrated for long, I heard my cousin banging on the door again. Yes, banging! So I quickly put on my underwear and went to open the door. When I opened it, I saw my cousin wearing pink pajamas, her hair all messy, and a face that looked a lot like my older cousin's. She looked at me with dissatisfaction and complained, "Brother, why are you so slow?" I could only lie and say that I had fallen asleep. But my cousin didn't pursue the matter. After I finished speaking, she pushed me aside and wanted to come into my room. I immediately felt annoyed and said, "Why do you want to sleep with me again?" My cousin was unhappy when she heard that. "What, you don't want to? Other people wouldn't even think about it." What could I do? I could only smile apologetically and say, "Welcome, welcome, a warm welcome! I'd love to!" Then I made way for my cousin to come in.

As soon as my cousin entered the room, she exclaimed, "What's that smell? It's weird!" I immediately broke out in a cold sweat. "Maybe men's rooms are just smellier," I said guiltily. "No way, even stinky doesn't smell like this," my cousin said, slightly doubtful. But she was just asking; after all, she had no experience with this and didn't know. Luckily, she didn't. Then my cousin climbed onto my bed. But as soon as she got on, she cried out again, "What's this? It's sticky, and it's on my leg!" I started sweating again, thinking: What's wrong with me today? Why am I so unlucky? This is so unlucky… I started looking for an excuse again. Just as I was thinking of one, my cousin spoke up again, "Is this a man's semen? Ugh, so disgusting, it's filthy!" Upon hearing this, I quickly replied, "Yeah, yeah." Actually, I was quite puzzled myself. My cousin, who's so gentle with others, never shows that side of her when she's with me. She says whatever comes to mind. Just then, I heard her say with dissatisfaction, "How annoying! I wanted to sleep with you, but... humph, I'm leaving." Then I watched as she wiggled her little bottom and hummed as she went back. Watching her disappearing figure, then looking at the empty room, and then at my now shrunken penis, I felt a wave of dejection. I muttered, "What the hell is all this? What a mess. But, well, at least I can finally get a good night's sleep." Then I threw myself onto the bed, hugged my pillow, and prepared to meet the Duke of Zhou's daughter in my dreams.

Perhaps to prove how extraordinary this summer vacation was, something unexpected happened. One day, I had just come home from drinking with friends. No one was home, and I was quite drunk. Only my sister-in-law, who is a teacher, was home. She happened to be at my place tidying up (my older brother lives downstairs, and we have an open-plan apartment building for easy visits, kind of like a small high-rise). Seeing that I was drunk, she helped me back to my room. Maybe because I was drunk, I was particularly bold. While my sister-in-law was helping me, I touched her butt. My sister-in-law could only say, "You're so old and you're already drinking, and your behavior is so bad. It's really annoying." Then she put me on the bed. Who knew that as soon as I lay down, I pulled my sister-in-law down onto me. Then I kissed my sister-in-law. She struggled, but the more she struggled, the more excited I became. I pressed my body against her and lifted her skirt. Her struggles became more intense. Ignoring her reaction, I pulled the edge of her transparent pink panties to the side, then pulled down my pants and inserted my already erect penis into her vagina. The moment I inserted it, I felt how wonderful her vagina was. Suddenly, she stopped struggling and let me ravage her like a dead person until I ejaculated into her uterus. Only then did she push me away forcefully and run out. Because I had drunk alcohol and released my pent-up emotions, I fell asleep.

The next day, I woke up groggy, went to the toilet to pee, and then went back to my room and lay down on the bed. I felt something on the bed, and when I pulled back the covers, I found a hard, dried substance on the sheet, which looked like the fluid secreted during sex. I started to recall what had happened the day before. "My cousin didn't come over, otherwise she would still be here. Who was it?" I thought to myself. Finally, I had a vague recollection. It seemed that I had raped my sister-in-law. Thinking about this, I became increasingly uneasy. If this got out, I would be utterly disgraced. So, I threw on a pair of oversized underwear and went downstairs to find my sister-in-law.

I hesitated for a moment before walking into my sister-in-law's room, but finally gritted my teeth, knocked on the door, and waited a while without any response. I slowly opened the door and saw my sister-in-law asleep under a sheet, her eyes still glistening with tears. I quietly approached the bed and carefully observed her appearance. She wasn't particularly beautiful, just average-looking, but her figure was decent because she hadn't had children. As I looked at her, my penis hardened again, and my emotions became restless. I thought, "I've done it once, so what's a second time?" So I took off my underwear, lifted the thin sheet, parted my sister-in-law's legs, and... He pulled down her panties, held his penis, and tried to insert it into her opening, but after a few thrusts, he couldn't get it in. So he spat on his penis and tried again, forcefully inserting it. He'd only gone halfway in when she woke up and started twisting her hips, trying to pull his penis out. Of course, he wouldn't let her pull out like that. He grabbed her waist and thrust hard, finally getting his penis fully inside her. She struggled desperately, crying out, "You beast! I'm your sister-in-law! How could you do this to me? How can I face your brother? Waaah!" "I continued thrusting relentlessly, and as my penis rubbed against my sister-in-law's vagina, fluid slowly formed, and her struggles gradually lessened. She

then wrapped her arms around my waist, panting heavily. I released her waist and climbed on top of her, thrusting vigorously. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and we made love like a married couple, kissing occasionally. After we both climaxed, she cried again. I just stroked her back silently. After a while, she said to me, 'You can go now.' I nodded and went back to my room. After that, I often visited her when my older brother was away on business. Because it happened so often..." Seeing that struggling was futile, my sister-in-law half-heartedly gave in to me. That summer changed everything for me. Sometimes my cousin would come to my room at night, and sometimes I would climb into my sister-in-law's bed. Everything seemed to settle down like that.

Until the day I turned 18 and got into university. Everyone in the family was overjoyed, especially my cousin, whose college was next to mine. Even my older brother came home. We were eating together, and not long after, my sister-in-law suddenly ran to the bathroom. My brother, relieved, quickly followed. A little while later, he came out smiling, and my sister-in-law followed behind him, head down, seemingly lost in thought. Then we heard… My brother excitedly announced that my sister-in-law was pregnant. My mind went completely blank. Then I heard my mother call me and tell me to serve my sister-in-law tea, which I did. My mind was a mess that day. Later, my cousin told me that my brother and sister-in-law had argued that night. My sister-in-law wanted to abort the child, but my brother wouldn't allow it because he had stayed at our house for a while more than a month ago. However, my sister-in-law knew the child wasn't his, since we were the ones having sex most of the time, and he always ejaculated inside her. As for why she didn't use contraception, I think it's because she's too shy to buy contraception from a pharmacy. She wanted to abort the child after getting pregnant, probably because she didn't want to betray my brother. She's always been a gentle and virtuous person, and she loves children; otherwise, my brother wouldn't have married her. Regardless of the outcome, the child wasn't aborted. My brother took leave to stay home with her for two months, while I didn't visit her until I went to university.

While I was at university, my cousin seemed to become increasingly bold. She was with me all the time, even sleeping with me at night, sometimes naked and clinging to me, keeping me constantly on edge. Some might ask why I didn't sleep with her. I know she loves me deeply, unlike other women who seem indifferent. I didn't want to hurt her, and she trusted me so much, always saying she wanted to be my wife. My family seemed to have tacitly accepted it. Our relationship seemed to be something we'd forget once we grew up, but my cousin never did. She still insisted on being my wife. She's the kind of person who's gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, and she's very persistent. Our relationship was officially confirmed when we went to university.

That day, my mom woke me up, and when she opened the door, she saw my cousin naked, half-crawling, half-leaning against me, one hand on my chest, her legs wrapped around mine, and my hand on her newly developed breasts. I was quite surprised. After waking us up, I laughed and said, "Xiao Ran, what's wrong? You really want to be my wife?" My cousin, wearing a bra, blushed and gave a soft but firm "Mmm." Then my mom told me... "Don't mess around, Xiao Ran is still young. It can only happen after you're really together and married, otherwise I'll break your legs!" It would be a lie to say I had no feelings for my cousin; after all, she's so beautiful and sensible. So I quickly agreed. From then on, my cousin slept with me every day, testing my nerves. Everyone in the family knew about our relationship, especially my grandfather, who was beaming with joy every time he saw us. Later, my mother told me that my grandfather had a very happy talk to my father that day, saying that this was good. Although the chances of having a child with intellectual disabilities are higher, I wouldn't be happy if such a good granddaughter were given to someone else. This is great, a double blessing! However, my cousin seems... I was very unhappy, but I didn't pay much attention at the time. My cousin and I were inseparable, even when no one was around. My cousin had said she would give me what I wanted if I wanted it, but I righteously declared, "I'll only touch you after we're married." I regretted it afterward, but I still decided to do it anyway. This peaceful and happy life continued until I went to university.

I remember when I first arrived at university, I wasn't used to anything, everything was unfamiliar. Luckily, my older cousin often invited me to hang out. That year, I gradually adapted to living independently, and my cousin and I often went to hotels together. Because no one knew us outside, we were very bold. As for my sister-in-law, I never saw her when I went home. I didn't visit her until my sophomore year of college, even though she lived right downstairs. Because I had less coursework then, I was very relaxed and had a lot of free time. I was also living with my cousin at the time. I remember we made love almost every day at the beginning, day and night. We didn't have afternoon classes then, and my cousin was even more free because she was about to graduate. We were like lovers. Sometimes I would think, "If only my cousin wasn't so promiscuous." Although she's not with another man now, the rumors from before still bother me, but I just let it go after thinking about it.

During my sophomore summer vacation, my older cousin and I went home together. She had graduated, and I was very happy. Although I wouldn't be able to hang out with her anymore, my younger cousin would be coming to live with me after the summer (she had also been admitted to the same university as me). It was a trade-off, I guess. When I got home, I saw my younger cousin waiting for me. She rushed over and hugged me tightly, whispering in my ear how much she missed me. After a while, she remembered that I had just arrived home and hadn't rested yet, so she quickly helped me unpack. We snuggled together again, lying on the bed whispering secrets. After a long time, my younger cousin said, "My sister-in-law asked me the day before yesterday if you weren't coming back. She said she hadn't seen you in so long and wanted to see you."

I was silent for a while, then said, "Let's go see her tonight. The Big Bad Wolf is going to bully Little Red Riding Hood now." Then my younger cousin and I started playfully fighting. That evening, I went downstairs to see my sister-in-law. She was still the same, but now she was even more womanly and had a more voluptuous figure. When she saw me, she seemed a little embarrassed. We were both silent for a while before she finally said, "I'll go get you a cup of tea." As she spoke, she turned to leave. I suddenly stepped forward and hugged her tightly. She struggled slightly but then gave up, leaning against me and letting me hold her. After a while, I said, "Let's look at our child." Immediately, my sister-in-law burst into tears, crying very sadly. She turned around and weakly hit me.

Until I hugged her tightly again, my sister-in-law cried for a long time against my chest before wiping away her tears. Looking at me with red, tear-filled eyes, she said, "I'll take you to see the child," and then broke free from my embrace, heading towards the inner room. I silently followed behind. Inside, I saw a chubby two-year-old baby sleeping in a cradle. My sister-in-law picked him up and brought him to my side. I looked at the child closely, feeling a deep affection. My sister-in-law said, "This is your son." I reached out to hug him, but fearing I would wake him, I didn't. Turning my head, I saw my sister-in-law staring at me. Even with my thick skin, I felt a burning heat. Suddenly, I steeled myself, stepped forward, hugged my sister-in-law, and kissed her. My sister-in-law, afraid of waking the child, let me kiss her, though I didn't bite her teeth. I tried for a long time, but to no avail, and I couldn't help but feel discouraged. When my sister-in-law saw that I wasn't kissing her anymore, she put the baby in the cradle. When the baby was gone, I mustered up my courage again and went to hug my sister-in-law. She didn't struggle, but when I put her on the bed and started to take off her clothes, she began to struggle, trying to stop me. I got angry and shouted, "What? The child's father is having sex with the child's mother, and you don't want to?" Then I started to take off my sister-in-law's clothes. She stopped struggling and just silently shed tears until my penis was inserted into her large vagina again. Only then did she begin to cooperate with me, like a married couple. The next few times, we were very in sync. No matter what I did, she just silently cooperated.

It wasn't until I ejaculated into her uterus, and after we finished making love, that my sister-in-law picked up some toilet paper to wipe her genitals, then silently put on her clothes. I was annoyed, so I grabbed her clothes and threw them aside, then pulled her over and made her sit on my lap. She didn't struggle. I looked at her full body, gently stroking her large breasts, her slightly protruding belly, and her thick pubic hair. I looked up at her face, at her sexy little mouth, and kissed her again. This time, she didn't resist my tongue; instead, she actively intertwined with mine. After a long kiss, our lips parted, and a glistening strand of saliva stretched longer and longer. My sister-in-law saw it, her face turned red, and she lowered her head. Seeing this, my lust flared up instantly. She felt my penis getting hard, and her head almost touched her chest. I lifted her up a little, trying to insert my penis into her vagina, but I failed several times. It was only when she took the initiative to guide my penis into her vagina with her hand that I was able to insert it. So, my sister-in-law sat sideways on my lap, our genitals tightly joined together. One of my hands was on her waist, and the other was kneading her breasts. She held my head and let out moans. As our rhythm quickened, I took her other nipple into my mouth and sucked on her milk, while my penis slammed hard against her buttocks.

My sister-in-law held my head tightly, pressing it against her chest, and we reached another climax. After the climax, I lay on the bed, and my sister-in-law lay on top of me. We quietly savored the afterglow of the climax. After a while, my sister-in-law gently confided her feelings to me. It turned out that my sister-in-law had hated me ever since I raped her. She never thought of calling the police, thinking that I had only done this because I was drunk. But the next day, I raped her again. She was in great pain at the time. Later, as the number of times I raped her increased and became more frequent, she gradually became numb until she became pregnant with my child. At that time, she felt fear, remorse, and guilt towards my brother. She thought I would continue to violate her, but I didn't see her for two years. She started to feel uncomfortable, after all, she had a child with me. But she thought it was better to let it go like this. But then my brother started having sex with her less often and didn't treat her as well as before. Then she couldn't help but think of me and our child. She said she wanted to find someone to rely on, and in her heart, I was her reliance.

That's why I asked my cousin about my situation. After hearing it, I didn't say anything, but just hugged her tightly and kissed her. We were entwined for a long time before I let go and said, "When I'm not here, I'm her husband." My sister-in-law was very excited and kissed me again. That night, I made love several more times, ejaculating into her uterus each time.

She mentioned wanting to use contraception, but I said I didn't like that. I love you, so I want to give myself to you without reservation. This moved my sister-in-law deeply, and from then on, my sister-in-law and I maintained an affair without anyone finding out. A few years later, my sister-in-law gave birth to a son, and we were all very happy. My older brother was always busy with sales, and later I heard that he was keeping a mistress. Some of my sister-in-law's friends advised her to divorce or find a lover, but she didn't take it seriously. At this time, my sister-in-law would laugh and say, "Before, I loved my husband and I wouldn't betray him. Now, I love my husband, and I will never betray him." Afterwards, they would laugh at my sister-in-law for being foolish.

Only I knew the different meanings of those two husbands. Before she was 26, my sister-in-law loved my brother; after she was 28, she loved me (for the two years in between, she hadn't reached the point of love yet, but she eventually fell in love with me after my efforts). As for my cousin, well, she never had a boyfriend and often went out to hang out after graduation. When I was on vacation, she would secretly sleep with me. Later, she listened to me a lot. One time, she didn't come home until 1 a.m., and my aunt asked me to go look for her. I got up in the middle of the night and searched for a long time before I found her. It turned out she had drunk too much at a bar and was fooling around with a group of hooligans. When I saw those hooligans taking advantage of my cousin, and she was still happy and didn't care, I got angry and slapped her a few times.

Then a few hooligans interfered, and I beat one of them up. When I carried my cousin home, no one dared to make a sound. When we got home, I threw my cousin on the bed. Looking at her condition, I got angrier and angrier. I pulled her up and gave her a good beating. My aunt heard the commotion, got up, and saw what was happening, but didn't say anything. I could only see disappointment in her eyes. After all, no one would be happy if their daughter was like that. After my aunt left, I covered my cousin with a sheet and went home. As soon as I stepped out the door, I heard my cousin crying inside. The next day, when she saw me, she was like a different person. She agreed to everything I said.

My only feeling was bewilderment. That very night, she came to my room and kicked my cousin out, saying she had something to say to me. After my cousin left, my older cousin hugged me and cried, crying very sadly. She briefly recounted the hardships she had endured over the years. She said, "No one cares about me anymore. My parents care about my younger sister. I wasn't sad and didn't say anything. But later, when I heard from my mother that my younger sister was going to marry you, I felt an indescribable pain in my heart. I know you all think of me as a bad girl, as a promiscuous girl, but I really haven't been like that. You were my first time with me, and I gave you my first kiss. I broke my hymen myself. You've always been my first man. I've never been with any other man. After my mother said she was going to marry my younger sister to you, I became disheartened. I thought you didn't want me anymore. You sleep with my younger sister every day. I'm so sad, so I went out to play."

"I was hanging out with those thugs yesterday, and they got me drunk, which is why I got taken advantage of. Please, please don't leave me! Hit me! I just want to be with you! Waaah!" Hearing this, I felt a pang of sadness. I never imagined that my usually carefree and cheerful cousin had so many worries. But when it came to loving me, I felt depressed. I asked, "Cousin, didn't you say we were just sex partners? How did you fall in love with me?" "I don't know either. At first, I just wanted to be your sex partner, but after I couldn't see you, I felt empty inside. I'm so sad. Can we be together? I'll marry you. I've been waiting for you since graduation, for two years now. I dream about you. I love you so much! Waaah!" My cousin said haltingly, and I just hugged her like that.

...I didn't know how to comfort her. Finally, my cousin stopped crying, wiped her tears on my chest, looked at me firmly, and said, "I won't give up. Even if you marry my little sister, I'll still cling to you." Then she kissed me and left. A little while later, my younger cousin came in, looked at me, and I looked at her. Neither of us spoke. Then my cousin said, "Go to sleep," and took off her clothes and got into bed. I glanced at her, then took off my clothes and lay down on the bed, thinking about how to explain to my cousin. Soon, my cousin leaned in, wrapped her arms around my waist, and rested her head on my shoulder. I stroked her hair, feeling a wave of confusion. Suddenly, my cousin said, "We'll get married after you graduate."

Her voice was so firm. I felt guilty and said, "You haven't graduated yet, is that a bad idea?" Then my cousin loudly proclaimed, "I can give her anything, but not you! You're the man of my life, the one I've been committed to since childhood, the one I've nurtured since I was old enough to understand. I've maintained this relationship for 16 years, and it's about to have a happy ending. Why should I give it to her? I'm 21 now. Next year, when you graduate, we'll get married!" I was about to speak when I saw my cousin's tearful eyes and that heartbreaking look. I recalled everything my cousin had done for me over the years: how she used to chase after me with a runny nose and pigtails when she was 3; how she cried when I hit her; her innocent look when she saved a lollipop for me; how she hugged my mother to stop her when she hit me; how she waited for me when I got a haircut, and when others asked, "Why aren't you leaving after your haircut?" she would always innocently say, "I'm my brother's wife, I have to wait for him."

As we grew older, she would often come to my room to sleep, saying she couldn't sleep. She would save all her allowance for me to spend. Even in college, she always saved money for me, always granting my every wish. And me? I would hit her when she was always clinging to me, and I never cared when she took the beatings for me. I felt it was only right to spend her allowance. Suddenly, I realized why I had fallen in love with her. There's no reason not to love someone who loves you so much, especially someone so beautiful. I looked down at my cousin's silently weeping eyes, and my heart suddenly ached. I hugged her tightly, as if trying to melt her into my body. "Let's get married after I graduate, let's get the marriage certificate," I said earnestly. My cousin murmured "Mmm" in my arms. "Sleep now, my fiancée," I said, kissing her forehead. And so, we fell asleep in each other's arms.

From then on, my cousin and I grew closer and closer, and we became accustomed to each other's presence. Later, my older cousin continued to harass me, and we continued to have sex frequently. My younger cousin seemed to accept our relationship, and my sister-in-law and I would meet secretly when my brother was away on business. Shortly after I graduated, I got married to my younger cousin. During that time, my older cousin seemed very depressed and often didn't come home until late at night. However, after I found her and beat her up, she suddenly returned to normal, making me wonder if she had some kind of masochistic tendency.

Once, my younger cousin and older cousin talked in my room. Later, I don't know how, my older cousin moved into our new house. My younger cousin didn't say anything until after she gave birth to my child. She told me that my older cousin had said that if my younger cousin treated me badly, she would take me away and that she would stay with us and keep an eye on my younger cousin.

I was stunned for a moment, looking at my older cousin who was heavily pregnant, eating a banana and watching a children's channel. I thought: Is this even possible? A legitimate mistress? That's really something. I was lost in my daydream when I felt something fly towards me and hit me squarely on the head. I recognized it as the banana peel my cousin had just finished eating. I was about to complain when I heard her yell, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a pregnant woman before? I'm like this because of you! If I don't get back to my pre-pregnancy figure after giving birth, don't even think about sleeping in my bed again!" Then she ignored me. I felt a wave of frustration, thinking, "Wasn't she getting better before? How come she's back to

her old self?" Just like everyone says, there's a huge difference between women before and after marriage. Thinking this, I turned to look at my cousin's wife, who simply said, "You brought this on yourself," and then ignored me, going off to take care of the baby. I looked at my cousin, then at my older cousin, thinking: "Sure enough, pregnant women can't be judged by conventional standards." The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became. Who the hell said that having two women on each side guarantees a happy and fulfilling life? I was internally screaming, but thankfully they didn't know about my sister-in-law's affair, otherwise things would have been much worse. Thinking back to when my sister-in-law and I slept together not long ago, I noticed her slightly protruding belly and felt a surge of pride. It was mine again. Apart from feeling guilty towards my older brother, I really wanted to shout: Life is truly more exciting than a novel. (P.S.: I currently work at the local tax bureau. My cousin, through family connections, also got a teaching job at my sister-in-law's school. My older cousin is rather lazy and doesn't like to work, so we gave her money to open a cosmetics shop. Business is pretty good. She goes there whenever she wants, and stays home with the kids when she doesn't. She and my cousin occasionally argue over who gets the bed. My sister-in-law often brings the kids over to visit, looking for opportunities to discuss life with me. My new apartment is below my uncle's, across from my older brother's. He's supposedly still in sales because she did have a mistress outside the marriage, and I heard they had twins. So I only feel a little guilty towards him. So far, my life has been very happy. Although there are some minor conflicts at home, they're all trivial matters—happy troubles, I wish everyone a happy ending...)

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