Tragic Incest - My 14-Year-Old Cousin

Back when my family was wealthy, I had an FZR at 14, a BMW at 16, and my dad bought
me a house in Tianmu when I was 18. At 20, my dad's business in the US suffered huge losses due to economic reforms and ultimately went bankrupt.

My parents sold my house, car, and stocks to rebuild their business in the US. I stayed with my seventh uncle to continue my second year of retaking the college entrance exam. I

remember moving in in mid-September.

I remember my cousin being adorable as a child.

When I moved into my new room, oh my god! I had to go into her room every time I went in or out!

I only saw her properly when she came home from school in the evening! She had shoulder-length hair, a beautiful figure, especially her legs, which were slender—no wonder she inherited my family's genes! She was also quite pretty. Just looking at her figure made me want to compliment her, but I just greeted her and went inside to do my own thing.

Before the major changes at home, I frequented all sorts of entertainment venues. In that place, a world of extravagance and debauchery, everyone worships money. So, as long as the girls there know my background, it's usually easy to "get" them. Naturally, "getting into bed" is never easy. They "mostly" are after my money, so I play along, using their
bodies to exchange for my energy. I've slept with two "virgins," and one who still hadn't grown pubic hair by the age of 24.

However, I'm always cautious with "virgins." If I see there's hope for her personality, I'll persuade her to change her ways.

If she's playful or persuasion fails, I'll consider it a lesson in "social reality." But
regardless of purity or virginity, "condoms" are something I always bring.

Whenever I make love—no, I should say "fuck" them—that feeling of conquering women, in an instant they become my
playthings. Whether I ejaculate early or late depends on the atmosphere. So, whenever I encounter them later, I think of how "mournful," "hungry," and "promiscuous" they were in bed, or how they "
begged got to

them. Their families had suffered misfortunes, which honestly awakened my desire to study and improve myself. Moving to my seventh uncle's house, I truly began to work hard in my studies. But occasionally, when I couldn't suppress my emotions, I would go to a pub alone for a night to relax!
Sometimes, when I had nowhere to vent my energy, I would play the piano. On a side note, playing jazz
isn't a big deal, but playing at parties and gatherings can have a "talented charm" effect.

Especially if there are girls of similar age present, oh, they can easily be captivated. Therefore, the piano
also became one of my methods for pursuing "good girls" and "elegant women."

Living at my seventh uncle's house, I tried my best to get along with him because I was a boarding student. I truly realized my cousin had feelings for me on my 21st birthday. Very few people knew my birthday, especially after graduating high school; even my seventh uncle didn't know. That evening, after showering, I went back to my room and found a gift and a card. Opening it, I found a small piano-shaped ornament—a gift from my cousin. I wanted to thank her, so I knocked on her door. After a long pause, she opened it, and I was truly struck by how this 14-year-old middle school student looked like 17 or 18. She was wearing a silk nightgown, and upon
closer I noticed that she didn't wear a bra to bed to maintain her figure. After thanking her, I went back to my room and realized my cousin had such a figure, but how did she know my birthday?

I hadn't told her! I immediately went to ask her how she knew, and she told me that her best friend's younger sister was in the same class as my cousin.

I was truly grateful to my cousin. I always felt that with a girl with such a great figure living next door, if we weren't close relatives,
we could have lived like husband and wife. If I wanted to have sex, I could just knock on the door.

But it's strange, what's my cousin up to?

She always takes so long to open the door.

I'm increasingly convinced that my cousin and I are mutually attracted. She listens to me when I play the piano in my free time, and she helps me prepare the bath. She also comes to my room to chat if she has nothing to do. But whenever I secretly bring girls home to "do things" without my uncle and aunt knowing, my cousin always interferes and ruins it. Sometimes, she would pretend to be her boyfriend and affectionately reject the boys who were pursuing her. At first, I thought it was just brotherly and sisterly affection. But many small things accumulated and condensed into something that was no ordinary "brotherly and sisterly affection" and

finally erupted. On the eve of New Year's Day, my seventh uncle and aunt were invited by my father to attend the opening ceremony of their new company in the United States. They would be gone for two weeks, which meant that my cousin and I would really be "alone in a room." The night before my seventh uncle left, I even went to ask him if it was really okay for him and my cousin to live together. What if something happened? But my seventh uncle believed that I could help him hire someone to take care of my cousin. But I wasn't worried about that. I was worried about what would happen if I lost my mind.

My seventh uncle and his wife went abroad. My cousin told me she wanted to be a housewife like my seventh aunt, and without much thought, I agreed. She took my alarm clock and woke me up at 5:30 every morning to supervise my early reading, prepare breakfast for me, and take the bus to school with me. Our tutor at the after-school program asked us to stay an extra hour after school, and my cousin would come to pick me up after class. It really felt like we were newlyweds. I even let her hold my hand while we walked down the street. It's true, having a "pretty girl" by my side makes me feel good. But her uniform makes people think I'm abducting a minor. Back home, she does my laundry, cooks, and takes care of everything. Hmm, it feels pretty good. But I always feel like the only thing missing is sleeping with her. A week passed like this, and I realized I hadn't had sex for two months.

With her acting like this, I was only making myself more restless, both mentally and physically. Hmm, I decided it would be better to tell her before she went to sleep.

Shortly after my cousin turned off the light, I knocked on her door, but opened it myself before she could. In that instant, in the dim light, I could see her naked, busy getting dressed. I froze, standing there, my genitals erect from her magnificent breasts. My cousin took off her half-dressed pajama bottoms and slowly walked towards me. She reached me, stood there dumbfounded, and removed my clothes and pants. Just as she was about to kiss me, I stopped and refused her kiss. I kissed her breasts, her body, and finally, I reached her "dark forest" (the area between my breasts and her genitals). I caressed her with my experienced skills, and she involuntarily took off my underwear. She said she had never seen such a huge penis before. I asked her to give me oral sex, like sucking milk, and she willingly complied. I continued to caress her, the swamp of desire within me overflowing. I felt the time was right, so I spread her legs wide, almost in a straight line. Ah, what beautiful labia! The more I looked at them, the more I wanted to possess them. I charged in like a raging army, this time without a condom.

I thrust wildly like a madman, ignoring her cries and screams of fear from her first time being penetrated. I quickly ejaculated two months' worth of fluids into her. Afterwards, after comforting her, her sheets were stained red with blood. I felt I hadn't had enough, so I asked her to have sex again, promising to let her experience the pleasures of being a woman.My cousin finally agreed, and I carried her into my room, beginning my second adventure. This time, I used every trick in the book to suppress the flames that threatened to ignite me. I started to feel her moans growing more rapid, and I responded to her urgency by asking if she wanted to ejaculate outside. She clamped her legs around me, begging me to give her my precious thing. I felt even more triumphant, brandishing my weapon and telling her to savor this final sensation, to tell her that this was the advantage of being a woman… 　　　　… 　　　　I ejaculated forcefully, pouring everything out inside her. That was it. I demanded—no, ordered—that she clean my genitals with her mouth. This was something I'd never done before. Mmm, it felt so good, watching her clean my cannon with her tongue.

After that night, I became unrestrained. Whenever I didn't do well on exams, I would vent my frustrations on my cousin. Indeed, in moments of pleasure, that feeling of conquest returned, though for safety, the "sword sheath" always swung with the sword.
But three months later, my cousin privately told me she was really pregnant. Despite our close relationship, we still…

Yesterday was the 5th anniversary of her abortion. My cousin is getting married next month. Last night she came to see me again,
and after , she told me she still loved me. Although I never took her first kiss, her precious circumference, the painful abortion, was all my doing. We spent that agonizing night…

Today, I write this with heavy heart, adding two points:

first, my cousin is staying at her fiancé's house tonight…

second, last night, for the third time, I didn't use a condom…

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