Cute little cousin

I often see posts on forums from fellow enthusiasts about mothers, sisters, and so on. To be honest, I really can't accept it. But since everyone seems to enjoy the topic of incest, I'll just write a little something about my affair with my younger cousin, which I suppose counts as a form of incest. But let me clarify first: I never consider being with my older or younger cousins as incest. In my uncle's words, if my cousin and I were in the old society, we would definitely be a couple. See, that's what my uncle said himself...

When I was little, I loved going to my maternal grandmother's house during holidays. It was located at the foot of a group of small hills, near many state-owned enterprises. My uncle was from out of town, but his workplace was near my grandmother's house, so after they got married, they lived with her. They had an older daughter, my older cousin, and when I was four, they had another daughter, my younger cousin, who is the protagonist of my story. I don't remember much about my childhood, but I do remember spending most of my winter and summer vacations at my maternal grandparents' house. So, my cousin and I were truly childhood sweethearts; we ate, slept, and even bathed together. Whenever I went to my grandparents' house during vacation, my little cousin would always rush out, calling "Brother, brother!" and jumping onto me. My grandparents would chuckle, and my uncle would always say, "

Look, Pingping likes you so much! She'll be your wife when she grows up!"

"Okay! Okay!" Pingping would shout from the side.

I was about ten years old then, and people of that generation often had a preference for boys. Because there were only two girls, my aunt and uncle adored me. They often bought me gifts, and they basically gave me my allowance during vacations. That's probably why I loved going to my grandparents' house. It's funny, but every time I went to my maternal grandmother's house, I slept with my cousin at night. My aunt and uncle never had any restrictions on my cousin and me, and actually, I didn't have any restrictions on a little girl either.

I remember my cousin was very thin and small back then, and she would always playfully wrestle with me before going to sleep.

Until I was 13, my uncle's company moved to Chengdu, and they naturally moved with us. My grandmother was too old to go, so she lived with my uncle. On moving day, all our relatives came to see us off. My cousin hugged me and cried loudly, refusing to leave. I had to coax her, telling her I had a holiday and would go back to see her, before she finally got on the bus and left.

In the 1990s, transportation wasn't as convenient as it is now, and our family's financial situation wasn't as good. It was 400-500 kilometers from my home to Chengdu; it wasn't an easy trip. So for several years after that, I didn't visit her. I'd only call her occasionally, and each time my cousin would cry and ask when I was going to come see her. I was already a 15 or 16-year-old boy who had graduated from junior high school and had my own circle of friends, but my cousin was still the same naive girl I remembered. I just hummed and hawed and brushed her off.

In the summer of '98, I was in my second year of high school. My cousin called home and said she had a surprise for me. I didn't think much of it at the time. I was still playing soccer with my best friends every day, day and night. Every day I was drenched in sweat, and as soon as I got home, I'd take off my clothes and rush to the bathroom to shower. One afternoon, I was drenched in sweat again. As usual, I took off my shirt, and my mom had cooked a lot of dishes. I was in for a treat... "Mom, I'm home!" I rushed to the bathroom. Huh, the door was closed. I turned the doorknob, it wasn't locked. I opened the door, went in, closed the door, and took off my pants. My mom was calling from outside, "Wait, wait, wait, wait!" I pulled back the shower curtain and was immediately stunned. There was another person inside, holding a showerhead, also staring at me in disbelief. Both of us were naked. Pointed breasts, sparse pubic hair... Pingpingpingpingpingpingpingpingpingpingping... You... how did you get here? I... I said I wanted to give you a surprise, so I didn't tell you... My mom yelled from outside... "You brat, get out here right now!" We both snapped out of our daze. I hurriedly pulled on my pants, while my cousin frantically covered her chest and lower body. After putting on my pants, I rushed out. My mom launched into a tirade of abuse. I sat on the sofa, head down, obediently taking the scolding, but my mind was filled with... So white, so big, how did it grow like that? So little pubic hair... After Mom finished scolding me, my cousin came out and sat next to me. "Auntie, it's not my brother's fault, I didn't close the door properly." "You silly boy, you're always so clumsy!"

My cousin tried to calm Mom down. Mom calmed down a bit. "Apologize to Pingping!" "I'm sorry." "It's okay, brother, we used to shower together." "

Shower together." "

Shower together." "Together

." "Together

."

I was 18 then, and this was the first time I'd seen a girl naked since I started having feelings for women during puberty, almost up close. The impact was enormous. After dinner, my head was fuzzy, and I went out with my cousin for a while. When I got home and went to sleep, all I could think about were her big, white breasts. That night, I masturbated intensely, fantasizing about my cousin's fair and tender body. My current obsession with large breasts is a legacy of that time... My cousin stayed at my house for about a week, and I put aside my soccer game to play with her for that week. Every day, watching her big breasts hopping around made my heart pound too... On the day I left, my cousin almost cried again as she got on the bus, begging me to come see her. Her uncle, who came to pick her up, chuckled and said, "Let's get married when we grow up." This time, however, my cousin blushed, but I just chuckled... I knew her uncle was joking; he knew that close relatives couldn't marry.

More than a year passed on and off. During that time, I often chatted with my cousin online, but the pressure was too great, and I didn't have time to visit her in Chengdu. Once the college entrance exam was over, I got into a university, and I finally relaxed completely. I gradually prepared for university, but still didn't go to Chengdu. When my first year of university was almost over, my dad said I was an adult and should get a driver's license. My uncle's comrade worked at the vehicle management office in Chengdu's xx district, and the office itself ran a driving school. It was a pay-to-pass program with short training periods. (Back then, these driving schools really existed. At my driving school, even a blind person could pass the exam; the principal was the wife of the head of the vehicle management office...)

When I arrived at my uncle's house, my cousin was overjoyed. She took me sightseeing for two days, eating and drinking, but then it was time to get down to business: signing up for driving lessons. I learned to drive during the day and went back to my uncle's house at night. I didn't want to go out at night. My aunt and uncle would go for a walk in the community garden every night, but my cousin, being in her final year of junior high, had to study and didn't go out. It was winter break, and it was quite cold. In the evenings, I'd sit on the living room sofa watching TV and helping my cousin with her studies, while also sneaking peeks at her increasingly large breasts. After studying, we'd sit together on the sofa watching entertainment programs. Sometimes, my cousin would turn around and notice my gaze, then turn back, thrusting her breasts even higher. We spent several days like this, with a touch of ambiguity. One winter evening, my feet got cold from sitting for so long, so my cousin brought a blanket and lay down at one end of the sofa watching TV. "Brother, your feet are so cold, let me warm them up..." she said, placing my feet between her legs. At that moment, my little brother got aroused, and I didn't dare move my feet. My feet felt warm between my cousin's thighs, feeling the fleshy texture between her thighs—it was so exciting... As my feet gradually warmed up, they involuntarily twisted. "Brother, don't move..." "Pingping, my feet are numb..." "Oh, then I'll rub them for you..." When my cousin's little hands massaged my feet, my heart felt only one word... bliss.

When my aunt and uncle came home and saw we had a blanket, they chuckled and said we were clever. It was too cold today; you two watch TV, we'll get some hot water to soak our feet and then watch TV in the bedroom. I absentmindedly agreed, but my mind was slowly imagining my cousin's warm thighs and soft little hands. From that day on, every night after my cousin finished studying, she would bring a blanket to the sofa to watch TV with me, chat, rub our legs together, and massage our feet. This little bit of ambiguity continued until I passed my driving test. I also spent this Spring Festival at my uncle's house. Under the cover of the blanket, my cousin and I became increasingly intimate. Sometimes my cousin would tell me not to move my feet, but I would insist. When she couldn't hold them still, she would sit up and pull my feet to her chest, pressing them down tightly. Her full breasts pressing against the back of my feet made my heart soar to the heavens... By the time I'm about to start school, I'll have passed my driver's test and it'll be time to go back to school... Sigh.

School is getting closer and closer, and I've passed my driver's test. During the day we're running around like crazy, and every night we're still playing this ambiguous game.

One evening, right after dinner, my aunt and uncle went out for their usual stroll. My cousin, instead of studying, grabbed a blanket and flopped onto the sofa. Then, under the blanket, her little antics began. "

Brother, are you leaving the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"When will you come to see me again?" "

You know I'm in college now, I'm very busy. I can only try to find time." "

Brother, you're lying. You said you'd come to see me, but you haven't come for years. I'm the one who came to see you first."

"Hehe, I was wrong, I'll definitely come."

As she spoke, my cousin sat up. I looked down and saw her daily breast massager. But it didn't work; she just added another cushion and changed her position, lying on her side, leaning closer to me. She put my legs in front of her chest, hugging them—wait, where's her down jacket? The zipper is open, and I can clearly feel that there's no down jacket to block my view; underneath, I'm only wearing thermal underwear. ...Pfft, I almost vomited blood, it's unbelievable... There was nothing under her thermal underwear, I could feel those hard little points on her chest... This is too much, I can't take it anymore. So, we just watched TV quietly, neither of us saying a word. My feet were gently moving against my cousin's fleshy chest, slowly feeling the warmth of her breasts. I wished I could use my hands instead of my feet, but I didn't want to break the atmosphere, I didn't dare. Until my uncle and aunt came back to sleep, my cousin got up a little while later saying she was sleepy and wanted to go to bed early, promising to take me to XX for a fun day tomorrow. I went into the bedroom and gently closed the door... Uh, there was no sound of the lock locking, what does that mean... Leave the door open... What if I'm wrong...? I tossed and turned on the sofa, unable to concentrate on TV anymore. I turned it off, went to the guest room, lay down, and still tossed and turned. All I could think about was that door. Never mind, I'll go check it out. I quietly approached my cousin's room, gently turned the doorknob, pushed it open, went in, and closed the door. I felt like a thief, a womanizer, yes, I was a womanizer. I quietly went to my cousin's bedside and knelt down. "

Brother, is that you?"

"Shh."

Then I quickly took off my outer clothes, gently pulled back the covers, and jumped into bed, pulling my cousin into my arms. I won't go into the details, everyone knows what happened. I had a girlfriend in high school, and although I didn't do much, I still had some experience. It was my cousin's first time, but she didn't suffer much. That night, I indulged my desires on my cousin's body. I was young then, and I was very adept at it. From around 11 pm until around 4 am, my cousin couldn't take it anymore and fell into a deep sleep. I quietly cleaned up the battlefield and went back to my room, exhausted, to sleep. The next morning, my uncle and aunt went to work, and I went back to my cousin's room to continue our antics. They ate lunch at the factory, so we spent almost the entire day in bed except for meals. Looking back, I was only 20 years old, and I tossed and turned in bed for a whole day and night without complaining...

School started, and I boarded the train to school. She cried her eyes out when she saw me off at the station, and I promised to visit her sometime. It wasn't until I was on the train that I realized, oh my god, I hadn't used contraception! If I got pregnant, my uncle would kill me. I arrived at school in a state of constant anxiety and called my cousin to ask her to buy some medicine.

This continued for several years until she went to university. She felt that being cousins had no future, so we had a serious talk and decided to end the relationship. We continued intermittently a few more times afterward. I got a girlfriend after starting work, and she got a boyfriend in university, so the relationship was completely over. Later, we both started our own families. We would get together often during holidays. I knew she cared for me, and I cared for her, but society wouldn't accept our relationship. Sigh, the days passed by. A few years ago, my aunt and uncle felt they were getting old. A new apartment complex opened in our area, and I bought one. My aunt and uncle bought one on the floor below me, saying they would come back to their hometown to live after they retired. It's a traditional Chinese belief, like leaves returning to their roots.

Last year, my aunt and uncle retired together and moved to the apartment below mine. I often heard my uncle complaining that my cousin and her husband were arguing frequently. My cousin's husband said my cousin had someone else in her heart. My cousin's husband is actually a good person. Sigh, I know it's my fault. If it weren't for our past relationship, my cousin would be doing well now. I didn't know how to advise them; I wasn't qualified to. This year, they divorced completely, and my cousin moved to another city. Sigh, I don't know how to comfort her. I can only help her take care of my aunt and uncle and do my best to be filial.

Finally, I want to say that I'm not saying my wife is bad. I'm just saying that if this were the old society, I would probably be very happy with my cousin...

[The End]

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