[Married Woman Incest] Cousins, A Romantic Tale

I was sixteen that year, and they were all older than me.

My two older cousins, along with their best friend Ruoshan, were really annoying, treating me like a guinea pig.

That day came again; my two cousins held me down, making me scream like a pig being slaughtered. They wanted to squeeze the pimples on my face. I always fell for it. Having a pimple on my face, of course I wanted to get rid of it, so I asked them to squeeze it for me. Actually, this was their idea. Maybe they didn't know that it's better not to squeeze it than to squeeze it out. Anyway, after squeezing out the pimples, they would always find many others, squeezing and squeezing, never finishing them all. I don't know if they were making them up, but I didn't want so many pimples on my face, so even knowing it would be painful, I still asked them to squeeze them. That day came again.

Ruoshan walked in, looking amused.

I cried out, "Ruoshan, help!" Ruoshan said, "This is a good thing, you can leave one for me to squeeze!" "Stop it," I cried, "Enough!" But Ruoshan was just joking. She came over and stopped me: "Alright! It's okay to squeeze the ripe ones, but the raw ones hurt a lot. Let me take a look!" She persuaded my two cousins to leave, carefully examined me, and said, "That's enough. Come here, let me put some on for you!" She led me into her room, found a bowl of face cream, and applied it to me. Her touch made me feel comfortable again; she wasn't so unpleasant after all. Even the pain from before stopped. I felt I needed her help, but not now. There were two tigresses watching me. I'd go see her later that night.

Then my two cousins would be out, and that would be safe.

I went into Ruoshan's room.

She was fixing something on her face in front of the mirror. She quickly pulled up the collar of her jacket. She said, "Don't you know how to knock?" I quickly apologized, "I'm sorry!" I went out, closed the door, and knocked on the door from the outside.

She laughed and said, "Stop fooling around, come in!" I went in again, and she said, "What's wrong?" I pointed to my back and said, "There's another one here, I'm afraid they'll mistreat me—could you put some of that on me?" She said, "Isn't it nice to have a woman holding you down?" I said, "It's not nice if it hurts!" She looked at me for a while and said, "You're such a child! Let me see!" I pulled up my t-shirt, but she wouldn't look. She said, "Lie down on the bed!" I said, "No need, I can stand up too!" She said, "What, are you afraid you can't escape?" "No," I said, "I'm just—I'm afraid of getting your bed dirty!" "Don't be silly," she said, "Take off this shirt and lie down!" I had no choice but to do as she said. I had more faith in her; I believed she wouldn't hurt me.

She sat beside me, gently stroking my back. It felt wonderful, and then she exclaimed, "Wow, that's great! I can finally show you what I'm capable of!" Her exclamation sent a shiver down my spine, and I jumped up.

She laughed, "What's wrong? So cowardly? I was just kidding... Come on, let me do it for you!" She patted the bed, like a tamer, and I obediently lay down again.

This time, she wasn't joking; she took it seriously.

It really felt good. Later, she said, "It's done here, don't stir anymore, understand? Hmm, there's still some here, let me see!" Her hands roamed over my back, and I gradually realized that the comfort came from her hands—so soft and smooth. My own hands were rough and hard; they never felt so good.

She added, "When you have a girlfriend, you won't have to worry about not having one!" I said, "Won't she mistreat me like my older cousins did?" She laughed, "How do you know? You haven't even met her!" I said, "It's a pity I don't have a girlfriend!" She said, "That's not bad, not having one means no worries!" I said, "If I had a girlfriend, I hope she'd be like you, you're so good to me!" "Really?" she said, "It's rare to find someone who appreciates you. But if you had a girlfriend, would you do the same for her?" "This—" I couldn't answer for a moment.

"See!" she said, "You men are always so selfish!" "No!" I said, "I've never thought about it. Now that I think about it, there's no reason why I can't, friendship isn't one-sided!" "Then try serving me," she said, "and see if you do a good job." I said, "I don't know how!" She said, "How can you learn if you don't try? Get up!" I got up, but she had already knelt down beside me. To my surprise, I saw that her robe had been pulled down to her waist, and she wasn't wearing anything underneath!

I immediately had a strange reaction; my penis hardened instantly. It was a feeling I had never experienced before, and I didn't know I would, because I had never seen a naked woman. I said, "You are so beautiful!" A woman's body is truly God's masterpiece; "beautiful" is the most fitting description.

She laughed, "I didn't ask you to criticize me, I asked you to serve me!" I said, "I mean, your skin is flawless, how could you have any acne?" As I spoke, I wondered what her front looked like. She was lying face down, so I couldn't see her front, but she had already removed her morning robe, and if she turned around… she said, "Look for it, how could there be no flaws?" My heart was pounding, and my erect penis was also throbbing. I gently touched her, looking down closely; there were some flaws, but no one in the world is without flaws. She had a few small black dots, and fine hairs along her back, the hairs there being coarser, but generally speaking, she was flawless. And her skin was so white.

I said, "There really aren't any pimples!" She said, "Look somewhere else!" I said, "Cover it up somewhere else..." She said, "Pull it open, how can we see if you don't pull it open?" I pulled open the bottom of her robe; since it wasn't on her arms anymore, it was just there, and when I pulled it open, it slid to the ground.

Underneath, she was wearing a bright red, transparent pair of panties.

I continued to examine this unfamiliar area closely, still without any pimples. I looked into the panties and could see her buttocks, and further down was half of her vulva. Some areas were much darker, but those weren't pimples.

I couldn't help but gently stroke her smooth back.

She whispered, "This feels so good!" I lowered my head, pressing my face against her back. I didn't understand why I did this; perhaps it was a natural reaction, a desire to be close.

She said, "What are you doing?" I didn't know how to answer, but her tone was gentle, not a reproachful slap, so I wasn't afraid; I just didn't know how to answer.

She asked again, "Do you want me?" Again, I didn't know how to answer, because I wasn't sure what "want" meant. I wanted to do something, but I still wasn't sure what it was.

She said, "Go turn off the lights and close the door. Don't worry, they're at a party and might not be back until dawn!" I was staying here for summer vacation. There were only three of them living here, and there was an extra room for me. They girls didn't tell me everything about their lives, but now that Ruoshan was telling me this, I felt relieved.

I got up to close the door and flipped the light switch, wondering what to do in the dark. But when I flipped the switch, I realized it only turned off the overhead light; the lamp on my dressing table provided a soft glow, which made me even more comfortable.

I turned back and froze.

She had rolled over and was lying on her back on the bed. Of course, she wasn't covered. She kicked her jacket all the way to the floor. With that movement, her breasts jiggled. They were incredibly beautiful, like two jade shoots with pale red coral tips.

She said, "Come here!" I walked over like a robot. My penis was hard and throbbing, and my pants seemed too tight.

I really didn't know what to do. She told me to sit down, so I did.

She looked at me and said, "Now what do you want to do?" My mind was in turmoil; I wanted to do so many things, but I couldn't utter a sound.

She gently touched my face: "You don't even know?" Only then could I speak, my voice trembling, "I know a little, but I dare not!" Who doesn't know a little about this?

“Don’t be afraid,” she said, “I’ll allow you whatever you want!” I didn’t want anything at that moment. She was much older than me, twenty-three, and not in a good position in any way. There must be a reason she did this, but now was not the time to investigate.

I reached out tentatively and touched her beautiful breasts. She shuddered and sighed, “It’s okay here, but don’t be too rough!” I touched her gently; they were so soft and lovely, and she moaned, “This feels so good!” Since she didn’t stop me, I became bolder. In fact, after touching her once, I found it hard to control myself.

I started looking at her whole body to satisfy my curiosity.

She wasn’t that tall, but there were many things worth seeing. The most special thing was her armpits, with two gray shadows, somewhat like a man’s shaved chin. I guessed she had a lot of armpit hair and had shaved it off to keep up with the trend.

I looked at the middle of her body, covered by her red panties. I saw a large triangular patch of pubic hair, but the fabric at the tip of the panties was double-layered, just covering her vulva.

I boldly suggested, "Can I take this off?" She said, "Take it off for me!" I was overjoyed and took it off for her. I saw that small hole, just below a bruised ridge.

At the same time, her hands deftly pulled off my pants, and we were both completely naked. My hard penis was released, throbbing.

I couldn't help but reach out to touch her vulva, the most important place.

She guided my hand, teaching me to touch her clitoris with my index finger, saying, "Touch here, very, very lightly!" I did as she said, and at the same time, one of her hands grasped my penis, gently stroking it, rubbing my glans with my foreskin.

I felt so good I wanted to die, and I instinctively wanted to ejaculate, to ejaculate inside her vagina. I believe she wanted to too, because I could hear her moaning softly, and her clitoris was becoming increasingly wet. But because I had no experience, I wondered how my large penis could fit into her small hole.

Just then, I heard her murmur as if in a dream, "So thick, so long, so hard!" I was a little surprised and said, "Is this a bad thing?" "No," she said softly, "It feels good to be thick, long, and hard inside me! Come on, put it in!" She helped me onto her body and guided me into her small vaginal opening. It was a miracle; my huge penis went in all at once. Her vagina was sticky and elastic, enveloping me, and the pleasure was much greater than that from her hands. Wasn't this heaven?

I wanted to move, but I didn't know how to move to increase my pleasure. She held my pelvis and instructed, "Put it in and out, as fast as you want!" This was instinctive, and I understood immediately. I started thrusting rapidly, and she let out a weeping moan. I hadn't thought much about this before, and I hadn't heard much about it, so I never imagined that women could have such adorable qualities. Especially since my older cousins were either teasing me or teasing me, their impressions of women didn't help at all.

As I thrust, I felt myself getting stronger and stronger. Sometimes I thought I was abusing Ruoshan because her voice and expression were practically indistinguishable from pain, but she didn't push me away, and sometimes she held me so tightly that I knew she wasn't in pain. I guess I was serving her, because I was doing so much, while she didn't need to move much.

I was just rushing forward desperately, not knowing what would happen next. But I couldn't stay like this forever. Suddenly, a golden light exploded, my heart felt like it was about to burst, and I knew I was ejaculating. The feeling was like my last wet dream, but the pleasure was more than ten times greater.

I made two more desperate thrusts and then stopped, my penis deeply buried in her vagina. I was breathing heavily.

She held me tightly, also breathing heavily.

It took us quite a while to truly relax after that.

I thought a long time had passed, but it wasn't.

She gently touched my face again, sat up, and asked, "Is this good?" "Great," I said, "I never would have guessed!" Now I had a new perspective because she was sitting up. Before, she had been lying down, and I realized that her breasts looked smaller when she was lying down, but sitting up revealed how much larger they were.

I greedily reached out to play with them.

She didn't object, only gently touching my face.

My penis, which had been limp and shrunken after ejaculation, became hard again at the touch and sight, especially when I saw a little of my semen flowing back from her vagina. So I got up again, while she lay down. By this time, I was more experienced and knew what to do, although I still needed her support.

Then I thrust in deeply, all the way to the end, and then pumped wildly.

Her reaction was still very enthusiastic, and she cooperated with me passionately until the storm subsided. Then she sighed and said, "Do you like me a lot?" "Yes," I said, "Can I be your boyfriend?" She touched my face again and said, "Don't be silly. We're just spending this summer together, enjoying ourselves, and don't let your cousins know. We're even, okay?" I fell silent, feeling sad. If that's the case, this summer will be too short. It's such a pity that good things can't be preserved for long.

She hugged me and explained carefully that it was impossible for us, that all the conditions were unsuitable, and that I couldn't disagree. Perhaps it would have been better if she had made it clear sooner; otherwise, if she suddenly dumped me in the future, it would have really hurt me!

We lingered for a while longer before she told me to go back to my room.

The next day, when I saw my cousins again, they couldn't tell at all. They wanted to squeeze my pimples again, but I refused no matter what. I'd leave it to Ruoshan to do. Besides, they're women, and skin-to-skin contact isn't very nice; at this point, I had a different view of women.

The next evening, my two older cousins went out again, this time explaining they were going to a camping and bonfire party and wouldn't be back until the day after. They had strongly invited Ruoshan and me to join, but we both refused. They said we were strange, but didn't connect us.

I didn't go because I felt I'd have another chance with Ruoshan, but I also hoped she wouldn't go. Ruoshan didn't go either, obviously for my sake.

They went out in the afternoon, and I still had to wait until evening to go to Fangshan's room, as it wasn't convenient since the two old servants were still awake.

Ruoshan smiled when she saw me, and when I hugged her, she hugged me back. This time she suggested we take a bath together.

It was a great idea; the sights and touches during the process were uniquely flavorful, hard to describe, hard to distinguish, but it was different once we were in bed. We didn't need to be so forceful in the bath, but in bed, it became more and more forceful—the hugs and kisses were forceful, and penetration was even more forceful.

I don't know how many times I ejaculated, as if trying to make up for the times I missed before, or perhaps using up some of my future ejaculations. Until she couldn't take it anymore and begged for mercy. I ejaculated so much that a large amount flowed back out of her vagina.

We both fell into a deep sleep, exhausted.

I even had the chance to sleep with her until dawn.

At daybreak, I realized we were sleeping in opposite directions; my face was between her open legs, directly facing her vulva. In the natural morning light, I could see it clearly—her vulva was not beautiful, yet incredibly alluring. I almost kissed it, but instead, I thrust forward, penetrating her without asking first.

This thrust woke her; she cried out, but I was already inside her.

She didn't object. Anything she wanted to say was drowned out by her moans. By then, my semen was full, and I could thrust for a long time until I ejaculated.

She said, "You've killed me, I want to sleep again!" But she couldn't sleep because I had to go back to my room. I still had to sneak back, first having her go out to check, and only going out when I saw the servants weren't in the hall. I immediately went back to my room; we didn't want the servants to know, they weren't good at keeping secrets, they would tell everyone.

I slept all day after returning to my room. Ejaculating so much had left me extremely tired, and although I still had the opportunity that night, I didn't go again. Ruoshan also said it wasn't good; she was the one who suggested it first, saying we should stop, she was also very tired.

The next day, my cousins had already returned.

When they came back, Ruoshan had already come out. By then, I was already back in my room lying down. After having a relationship with Ruoshan, I became afraid to appear in front of my cousins at the same time as her, afraid they would find out our secret. If we didn't appear together, it was easier to conceal it with our expressions.

I was in my room, but I heard them talking. I deliberately listened. I just wanted to hear.

I heard my cousins discussing Ruoshan. They said Ruoshan looked radiant, it must be because her love life was going well. I felt proud too, did I really have that much influence on Ruoshan? But as I listened, I felt something was amiss.

In the middle of the night, I went to Ruoshan's room again.

She whispered, "You're here again? But—lock the door!" I locked the door and sat down beside her.

She said, "Should I turn on the light?" I said, "No, I just want to talk to you. They said your love life is going well, but that doesn't seem to refer to me?" She said, "Nobody!" "There is someone," I said, "Judging from their tone, they're referring to a man, not me, because they don't know about you and me!" She said, "That person no longer exists!" I said, "Who was that person?" She said, "No longer exists, I kicked him out, he wasn't good to me!" I said, "Is this how it happened to me?" She gently stroked my face and chuckled softly. "Are you jealous?" I said, "You're just using me!" She said, "Why do you think I am like that?" "This kind of thing," I said, "it's in TV dramas! You're heartbroken, you find someone to take revenge on!" She wasn't angry at all. She was still stroking my face and said, "People who take revenge have ugly expressions. Your cousins said I looked radiant, which means I'm happy. It's not just me saying it; everyone can see it. That person said he would pursue me again, and they think I'm happy because of that, but I won't accept that person again. I'm happy because of you!" "Is that true?" I asked.

She said, "They only know that that person asked me to get back together, so they think I'm happy because of that, but they don't know I don't intend to accept it. Maybe what happened between you and me is a kind of revenge, but not the kind of revenge you think of. Someone made me unhappy, and I feel that I should unconditionally make another person happy, so that I'm happy too. Are you happy that you're with me?" I couldn't deny it, so I nodded.

She said, "I don't mean to hurt you, and I won't. I already told you we'd be separated after this summer. I'm not planning to suddenly abandon you; that would be revenge." I hugged her. "I'll make it up to you. Others made you unhappy, I want to make you happy!" "Don't do what others do," she said. "Do what you do. Love me now!" She kissed me gently. I kissed

her gently too. After a while, she turned on the bedside lamp and said, "Let's take off our clothes!" We each took off our clothes. Her body was still so beautiful it made my heart tremble. She held my rock-hard penis and played with it for a while. Suddenly, she laughed and said, "I'm going to give you a new kind of enjoyment!" As she spoke, she lowered her head and took my glans into her mouth. I was so comfortable that I was at a loss for words, not expecting her to do this. Her mouth left for a moment and said, "You have to promise not to ejaculate in my mouth, or I can't take it, I'll vomit!" Then her mouth came down again, stroking my glans. The pleasure was indescribable. I wanted to tell her I wasn't sure I wouldn't ejaculate in her mouth, but I couldn't bring myself to say it, afraid of missing out on this enjoyment.

After a while, she let go and said, "I can't hold back anymore, come in!" So I inserted my whole penis, and it was still incredibly wonderful. She was already very lubricated, so I could thrust in and out freely until I ejaculated twice in a row, and she enjoyed it immensely as well.

Later, we stopped to rest and whispered to each other. I asked her what it was like before, but she always refused to talk about it. Actually, I wasn't being nosy; I just wanted to know what it was like before so I could do better now. But maybe she was right. I do my own thing; I don't want to do what others do. I might not do better than others, and others might not be as good as me in some ways. In fact, most people are unwilling to talk about the details of such things, especially women.

She said she was very happy with me. This was indeed true; as she said, her cousins could all tell, so it wasn't fake. A vengeful person will not be happy. And

so, our summer vacation came to an end. The hardest part was keeping it from my older cousins. It wasn't a problem if we stayed late at night in her room, or sometimes she came to my room; the real challenge was keeping it a secret in private. The best way to do this was to avoid appearing in front of them at the same time.

Three days after our last tryst, I left.

I was very sad; I didn't want this period to end, but I had no choice. Later, I realized she was right: many conditions didn't match. When we were together, we didn't have many topics to discuss; we only enjoyed physical intimacy. If this continued, the silence would be unpleasant. In fact, it didn't look very natural for us to walk together on the street. Some people are only suitable for being together for a certain period under certain circumstances; they can't last.

This happened many years ago. Now I no longer get acne, but when I see the few scars in the mirror, I still think of my service to her and her service to me.

[The End]

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