Reunited with my cousin

To be honest, I love my wife very much. But that's how men are; love and desire are completely different things. Although my wife and I are intimate often and it's harmonious, I
still can't help but feel the urge to seek some excitement. Until recently, I met my cousin.

My cousin's name is Zhenyu. She's a distant relative of mine; though we're called cousins, she's only a few months older than me. She grew up in city B, and we
only met once, over ten years ago. We had just graduated from elementary school that year, and my aunt, her mother, took her to city W for a visit. That
was the first and only time I met her before that. My first impression was one of wonder—I actually had a cousin!

Because my uncles, aunts, and maternal uncles all have sons. Also, my cousin satisfied my desire for girls for the first time.
Of course, this desire was purely sensual.

Back then, junior high school kids were much more conservative than they are now (they might occasionally play with a condom like a balloon). Although they did start
secretly watching porn with their friends (later I learned that what they called porn was at best Category III films). There were no VCDs back then, and
the picture quality of the videotapes was so poor that it's practically unwatchable by today's standards.

Even so, it excited me to death. Those things provided us with our first sex education, gradually sparking our
curiosity and interest in the female body.

To be honest, based on my impression, my cousin isn't pretty; she has small eyes, but she does have a rather delicate appearance.

Perhaps because she was from a big city, she had a certain air about her, unlike the girls I usually saw; she was the kind of girl who grew on you. She was
tall and slender, quite attractive, though this didn't include her bust, waist, and hip measurements—girls her age generally didn't have those yet, and my
understanding of women wasn't that deep back then. When my cousin arrived, she was wearing a light yellow suit and skirt, which was quite stylish at the time, so
I couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

Her skirt was very short. Perhaps because we were all children, we didn't think much of anything, so my cousin often spread her legs without any restraint, either sitting
or squatting, revealing her pink panties. I couldn't help but glance at them a few times. That mysterious triangle area, so bulging—I really wanted to know
what was inside.

Sometimes I was so engrossed in watching that I almost forgot myself. I'm sure my cousin noticed too, but she didn't seem to react much. Later events made me
think she might have been doing it on purpose; maybe girls really do mature earlier than boys.

The blissful days of fantasizing (of course, that term didn't exist back then) passed quickly. My cousins had to go back, and it was inevitably a little sad to see them go.
After they returned, my cousin started writing me letters constantly. Although they were very immature, I was certain they were love letters. And I, too, missed her terribly. As a little
kid, I certainly didn't understand what love was, but at that time, I was absolutely certain that I had fallen in love with her.

We kept in touch by letter and even agreed to meet again during the holidays. However, my mother later noticed something was wrong and stopped us from doing so (of course,
I only found out about this many years later, and at the time I was very confused as to why she had suddenly disappeared).

For more than a decade after that, we had no contact whatsoever. Now that I'm an adult, I believe those childhood memories have long since faded.

After graduating from university, I came to City B. Because my aunt would call home during holidays to say hello, they knew I was in City B.
I also learned that my older cousin, Zhenyu, had been married for several years and was living a happy life. They called to invite me to their home, but for some reason—maybe
I was too busy with my new job, or maybe I felt I wasn't doing very well yet—I made an excuse to decline.

Later, I would occasionally chat with my cousin online, but we never contacted each other again. Another 5 or 6 years passed just like that.

One weekend afternoon, since my wife had gone to visit her parents, I was bored and too lazy to go out, so I opened MSN to see if anyone was chatting
. I found my cousin online, so with a bored mind, I double-clicked her profile picture and typed: "How have you been lately?" My cousin replied: "You're still
alive? Haven't contacted me at all. I thought you'd disappeared." I said: "I was afraid of bothering you." My cousin said: "Tch, don't give me that. You're the one afraid I'll bother you, aren't you? How come..."

"How are you?" Me: "Thanks for your concern, I'm alright." Cousin: "I'm your older sister, of course I'd care about you. Unlike you, so heartless, you've been here so long and
haven't contacted me at all. How are you going to thank me?" Me: "Thanking you is no problem, just tell me, anything is fine. But, stop calling me 'older sister,' you're not that
much older than me." (I was annoyed by her acting like an older sister all the time more than 10 years ago.) Cousin: "You can't deny it, I am your older sister. Then
come treat me to dinner sometime, look at how you've changed over the years." Me: "Okay. How about today? I'm free today." ... (I won't
go into the boring conversation.) So I changed my clothes, went downstairs, got in my car, and went to the place she told me to go.

When I arrived, I saw her there from afar. Although we hadn't seen each other for over ten years, I still recognized her. Not stunningly beautiful
, but still a woman with a refined appearance. Years of marriage seemed to have left no mark on her.

After exchanging pleasantries, we entered the restaurant. During the meal, having not seen each other for many years, and now that we were all adults and married, we naturally exchanged greetings about
our families and other such topics.

My cousin talked a lot about her husband, and it was clear he loved her very much, and she was very happy. But I always felt there was a hint of resentment in her voice. She seemed
reluctant to talk about it, and of course, I couldn't force her. But towards the end of the conversation, whether intentionally or unintentionally, she told me.

It turns out that her husband is the business manager of a large advertising company, and he spends most of his time traveling for business.

So, although she was married, she still spent a lot of time living with her parents. A 30-year-old woman inevitably felt a little lonely. At that moment, I had a vague
feeling that something was about to happen between us.

Leaving the restaurant, unsure of what to do, I said, "Let me take you home, and we can visit my aunt while we're at it." My cousin replied, "What's the rush? Your wife
isn't home waiting for you. Come walk with me, okay?" I said, "Okay, little one." (By this time, I had lost the slight awkwardness I felt when we first met.) We
walked in silence for a while, then my cousin suddenly said, "I don't want to go back to my mom's today. Do you want to come to my house, get acquainted with the place, and come visit sometime?" I said, "
Oh, sure." When we got to her house, my cousin asked, "Want to have some beer with me? We have some cold." I asked, "You drink sometimes?" My cousin replied, "Sometimes
I drink a little when I'm bored at night." So we drank while watching mindless TV, and before we knew it, we'd gone through quite a few cans. Cousin: "I'm going to take a shower,
you sit down first." Me: "It's getting late, I should go back." Cousin: "You don't have to work tomorrow, what's the rush? It's not good for you to drive after drinking. Otherwise, you
can sleep at my place tonight, it's not like we don't have room." Me: "..." After showering, my cousin came over in her pajamas to continue watching TV, her underwear faintly
visible. I felt embarrassed and secretly glanced at her a few times. Because I had drunk quite a bit of beer, I went to the bathroom to relieve myself. Beside the bathtub was my cousin's underwear, which she had just changed out of
. Damn! It was pink. I suddenly remembered when I was a child, my penis would become erect, so swollen I couldn't pee. I had to linger in the bathroom
for a while to calm myself down.

Back in the living room, my cousin was casually reclining on the sofa, her still-damp pajamas making her body vaguely visible, and I got an erection again. I quickly
sat down and crossed my legs to avoid her noticing my embarrassing state. After watching TV for a while, my cousin suddenly said to me, "My back is a little itchy, come and scratch it for me."
I had no choice but to go over and scratch it for her. She kept saying, "A little higher, a little higher." Damn, any higher and it would be her bra strap! How was I supposed to scratch that? So I could
only linger in the area below.

She said impatiently, "A little higher, you're a married woman, why are you still shy? It's not like
I'm asking you to tickle me." Damn it, since you've said that, what do I have to be afraid of? So I said irritably, "If it goes any higher, your bra strap is blocking my way, how am I supposed to tickle you? You're making such a fuss about tickling you,
why don't I just unhook it and let you tickle me?" My cousin probably felt a little embarrassed by what I said and didn't say anything. Seeing that she didn't object, I mustered my
courage and unhooked her bra. At that moment, I was certain that something was going to happen between us today.

As I scratched, my hand began to stroke her back. At the same time, I pressed my already hard penis against her thigh; she must have felt it. She
didn't dare turn around to look at me. My cousin's skin was quite nice, and having just showered, it was soft and comfortable to touch. After a while, I moved my body upwards...

I moved closer, letting my throbbing, uncomfortable penis press against her buttocks through her clothes. To be honest, her buttocks weren't big, far smaller than my wife's, and even
smaller than those twin sisters', but that still couldn't quell my lust.

I continued to stroke her back, while my other hand, through her panties, traced down her buttocks. It seemed her husband was often away, and at this
age, she was truly lonely. After just a few moments of my caressing her back, my cousin's lower body was already incredibly wet. I was excited,
thinking, "Little Eyes, let me properly comfort your empty body!" My fingers continued to explore her vulva, and she began to overflow with vaginal fluid,
sticking to my fingers.

Suddenly, I shoved a finger inside. My cousin, clearly unable to withstand the sudden intrusion, let out a muffled groan.

"Mmm..." This sound was undoubtedly the best encouragement for a man, and I began to thrust my fingers in and out faster, her vagina opening and closing in rhythm with me.
My other hand stopped touching her back and moved to the front to attack her breasts. My cousin's breasts weren't large, easily encircled by one hand, but they were very
firm, and perhaps because she hadn't had children yet, her nipples were still small, making them very comfortable to touch. Under my double attack, my cousin also began to get into
the mood.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm..." "Mmm...oh...mmm..." After a while, I turned my cousin around to face me, and quickly took off
her pajamas and underwear. Now she was almost naked in front of me. She was embarrassed to look at me, so she kept her eyes closed. Maybe her husband
was really too busy, so he hadn't explored her body enough. My cousin's vagina was still bright red, not darkened, and the hair wasn't very thick. With her panting,
sticky fluid flowed out of her vagina.

I couldn't help but bend down and bury my head between her legs.

I don't know if her husband ever performed oral sex on her, but the stimulation must have been very intense for my cousin.

My tongue kept licking her labia, pressing against her vaginal opening, and I sucked hard on her clitoris with my mouth. My cousin started to go crazy, twisting and turning violently, her vaginal fluids soaking
a large area of her sofa.

"Oh...no...oh, it hurts." "Oh...oh...oh...I can't take it...I can't take it." "Oh...ah, no...no, I really can't take it anymore."
When my cousin started to clamp me between her legs, I knew the time had come. I pulled out my already throbbing penis and
thrust it hard into her wet vagina. My cousin's body wasn't my type; she was tall and thin, and especially lacked the big breasts and big buttocks I liked.

However, I think that perhaps because of those childhood memories, the psychological stimulation of having sex with my cousin now could compensate for the lack of physical stimulation? Anyway,
I was very excited and used all my strength and the fastest speed I could muster to start thrusting hard. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the living room.

"Slap, slap, slap, slap..." The sounds were mixed with the two of them panting, and of course, the older cousin's moans.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..." My cousin used her waist to push her legs up as hard as she could, trying to get her vagina to take my penis in deeper.

"Ah, ah, oh... ah, ah..." "It hurts so much... I'm dying, um... I can't take it anymore." "Faster... faster... brother, ah, faster... faster, oh." Hearing
her keep calling me "brother" really annoyed me. Plus, the movements were too vigorous, and I felt I couldn't hold on any longer, so I stopped and pulled out. I said to her
, "Don't call me brother, call me 'brother'!" My cousin gave me a shy look but didn't say anything. Suddenly, she bent down and opened her mouth, taking my penis in. Although
she didn't have much skill, she sucked with all her might, as if she wanted to suck out my internal organs, her teeth occasionally scraping my glans. Watching
my cousin diligently servicing my penis, which was covered in both of our vaginal fluids, I was incredibly aroused and couldn't help but groan, "Oh... oh..." After a while,
I felt that if I continued, I would ejaculate into her mouth, so I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up. I grabbed her breasts and started groping them randomly. After a
while, I lay down and let my cousin straddle me. I guided my penis with one hand, aiming it at her vagina, and with the other hand, I grabbed her thigh and pressed down hard.
My cousin understood and started doing squats.

This time, I was determined to reach climax with her, so I focused wholeheartedly on enjoying the pleasure in my lower body. My cousin moved vigorously, and I tried my best to thrust upwards.

He pulled her waist so that they could penetrate deeper. My cousin let out incoherent cries and gasps.

"Ha, ha, ha, ah, um, ah... ah" "Oh, oh, oh, ah, it hurts... oh, it hurts" "Use... it hurts faster, ah brother... faster,
harder" My cousin started talking nonsense, even though she was moving herself, she was telling me to push harder. I knew she was about to climax, so I tried my best to thrust my hips up and down to
match her movements.

"Mmm... huff, huff, huff, huff," with a long groan and rapid breathing, my cousin stopped moving. I felt her vagina twitch, and at the same time,
a surge of heat rushed to my glans. I couldn't hold back any longer, and I squeezed her buttocks hard with both hands, ejaculating my thick semen.

After the passion subsided, my cousin didn't say anything. She squatted down on the ground, and I knew she didn't want too much of my semen remaining on her body. I didn't dare ask
her anything; I figured she must be quite experienced with contraception since she'd been married for so long without having children. Watching the milky white liquid drip out, I fell asleep contentedly
.

When I woke up, I found myself naked, covered with a blanket, and my cousin was no longer beside me.

I quickly got up and dressed, and looked around. My cousin had already gone back to her bedroom sometime earlier.

I didn't know if she was asleep or awake, so I yelled at her, "I'm leaving now, I'll contact you later." Then I fled her house in a disheveled state.

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