[My Cousin's Nude Painting] Part 2

University life is about to begin, with new classmates and the impending military training. Every day is early
mornings and late nights, monotonous physical exercise. It's exhausting for someone like me who only studied in high school and rarely did physical activity
. I fall asleep as soon as I lie down at night, only to wake up again before I'm fully awake. It seems so
monotonous for me. One night, lying in bed, I realized I
hadn't seen my cousin for over two weeks. I reached out, feeling the curves of her naked body in the air, thinking of her alluring body and
the nude painting she gave me—a treasured possession. Do I really like her?
Chapter One: A Cousin's Invitation
"Now it's time for the freshmen to introduce themselves." Our class teacher is a young woman who recently graduated,
about five years older than me. There are only about 20 people in my class, including eight girls.
I quickly graded each girl who came up to introduce herself.
Among all the girls, only one was considered above average. She was about 1.6 meters tall, but incredibly fair-
skinned. She had an oval face with a beauty mark at the corner of her mouth. Her short hair looked neat, though her chest was a bit small.
Compared to my cousin, she was really lacking. Xing'er, what a nice name. I tapped my head, wondering when
I would see my cousin again, tilting my head and lost in thought.
Suddenly, I caught sight of a face that looked a bit dark but very young. Good heavens, how old was this girl?
But she was so cute.
After a brief introduction, everyone began their university life after military training. A month passed in the blink of an eye. I
hadn't left the campus at all, only occasionally calling my uncle to say hello before I could exchange a few words with my cousin. Even with
adults around, she couldn't say much. She just told me to write to her, but she was too busy with her studies
to reply. It was so lonely.
One weekend, it was Xing'er's birthday. Perhaps because she was quite pretty, not long after the start of the semester, two
boys started pursuing her. Well, that's great. Two of the three boys' dorms are at odds because they're supporting their own roommates
. So, to avoid offending them, Xing'er
celebrated her birthday with the whole class in my third dorm. The birthday girl, of course, was the one everyone was surrounding. I
was eating cake in a corner of the dorm, bored, when a girl's voice rang in my ear, "You look so
boring." It was that childish girl, Ping. She's actually older than me, but she has a baby
face, isn't tall, and her small hands and feet look a bit like a doll's. She's a bit dark-skinned, but still
quite cute if you look closely.
"Boring? Why do you say that to me?" I asked irritably. "
Are you sad because you can't get close to other girls?" Good heavens! Such a cute face with such a sarcastic mouth! "I don't like this one."
"What did you say? You're saying we women actually use this? You're picky? We should be the ones choosing, humph."
Actually, I was genuinely interested in this star, but with so much competition, it's easy to turn an average
woman into a rare commodity. Even if I got her, I'd probably just suffer. But seeing this
baby-faced girl say that, I really couldn't stand it. "So you've chosen me? Are you interested in me
?" I thought to myself, I don't want to pursue you anyway, just leave.
Sure enough, she lost her temper and angrily said, "I only came to talk to you because I felt sorry for you, and
who do you think you are?" She turned and left. Sigh, it really is a girl choosing a guy. She went to chat with another guy
, who looked flattered. My weekend, what a boring day amidst the excitement.
Just as Xing'er was engrossed in talking to the boys pursuing her, just as the baby-faced boy glanced over from the side with a
mocking and taunting look, just as my bunkmate patted me on the shoulder in sympathy, I heard a
familiar voice at the door. "Excuse me, is Ye here?" (My name has "Ye" in it.) A girl stood
at the dormitory door. She was about 1.65 meters tall, with a ponytail, and a shy blush on her fair face
. She wore a light green sweater, and, well, her chest was quite large. Long legs, and tight black pants that outlined
the lines from her calves to her thighs. "Excuse me..." she asked timidly, incredibly charming. The room immediately fell silent.
"Ah! Cousin... Xiao Meng!" I rushed over. Wasn't this my cousin whom I'd been longing for? But
I didn't want so many people to know she was my cousin. "Xiao Meng," I took her
hand. She looked at me shyly, her eyes filled with "I missed you." I grabbed my cousin's hand and
headed out of the building, followed by exclamations of surprise, curiosity, and admiration.
To be honest, I really wanted to turn around and see her baby-faced expression. Strange, why would I be thinking about her baby face when she was right in front of me?
Once on campus, although there were still various stares, I didn't care anymore. "Sis,
what are you doing here?" "You didn't want me to come, huh? Dad asked me to call you for dinner. It's the weekend, and you have
n't been to our house in ages. Your uncle and aunt miss you, so..." The little girl blushed when she said "missed,"
oh, using her dad as an excuse. Actually, it was you who missed her. I took my cousin's hand, "Come on, let me show you around my
campus." We walked around the school, and my cousin, who had never been to a university before, was very excited. She even happily told
me that she wanted to go to the same school as me someday, but alas, there's no art major here. Before we knew it
, dusk was falling. We arrived at a place where autumn leaves covered the ground. Looking at the sunset, she said to me, "This place is so beautiful. I
wish I could paint it." "You have to be in the painting, cousin, preferably naked," I
said mischievously. "Go to hell!" my cousin pinched me, ran away, laughing happily, and called back,
"Come on, we're going home for dinner!"
We got on the bus and sat down at the back. Perhaps because she was tired, my cousin leaned against me and fell asleep
. There weren't many people on this weekend's bus route. The dim lights made me sleepy, and I was afraid of missing my stop. So I forced myself to stay awake
, trying to think of something. I put one arm around my cousin's waist, inhaling her sweet fragrance. It had been so many days since I'd enjoyed
my cousin's body, and my blood was boiling again. Looking around, there weren't many people, and everyone was looking ahead
, and everyone seemed listless and sleepy. Sitting at the back, I gritted my teeth and reached under my sweater...
I reached towards my cousin's body. Underneath her sweater was a close-fitting bra, tucked into her pants, making it difficult to access. And I couldn't
rush it. So I roamed over her upper body through the bra, moving from her lower abdomen all the way to her breasts. Her
breasts, which had always been a C-cup, seemed even larger after my touch. Through the bra, I slowly kneaded
her breasts, carefully watching our surroundings. Turning my head, I saw her blushing and looking at me. I
woke her up, about to explain, when she smiled, closed her eyes, and leaned against me. "Little girl, feeling good now?" With
a determined heart, I pulled the bra out of her pants, touching that smooth
, soft area. I fumbled to unhook the bra from behind, and she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief; her breasts were finally free.
I whispered in her ear, "I need to buy a new bra." "Ah, she pinched me again. When did she learn
this?" Okay, I'll get my revenge. I'll pinch her too, just a light pinch of her nipple, of course. "Ah!" My sister
couldn't help but cry out. A few people turned around to look, and we were both too scared to move. But don't forget, my
hand was still on her chest. Now, with her already large breasts and my hand, I wonder what those people
will think when they see such magnificent breasts. My sister told me to stop, but I, driven by lust, couldn't
let her go. Seeing that no one was paying attention, I drew circles on my sister's nipple with my hand, then gently teased the erect
nipple. My sister tried to stop me with her hands, but wouldn't touching her with my hands outside her clothes tell everyone that she was being touched there?
From inside her clothes, her already large breasts, plus my hand, plus my sister's hand—wow, so magnificent! So
, after struggling a few times, she let me bully her. Gradually, my sister couldn't sit still on the stool anymore, constantly twisting
her buttocks. Hmph, she's getting horny. I started exploring downwards again. My sister noticed my intentions and tried to stop me, but
she was too slow. My hand touched the inside of her thigh—it was wet. I moved my hand further in, and
she squeezed her legs tightly together. Her breathing was rapid, and she was wriggling her hips.
"Mmm," she began to moan softly. My hand touched her vulva, and she immediately relaxed.
It seemed she had given up resisting, and she wrapped her arms tightly around my arms. I slowly penetrated her vulva a
little deeper and then pulled out a little more. Deeper and then a little more. Her face was flushed. Luckily it was nighttime, and no one on the bus could see
. I stroked her breasts above and stimulated her vulva below. Finally, she squeezed her legs together tightly,
repeatedly squeezing them until she reached orgasm. I waited for her to come to her senses, then pulled my hand out; it was covered in
her vaginal fluid. She leaned against me shyly, completely exhausted.
I practically dragged her off the bus, and on the way home, her bra was unfastened. Her large breasts swayed back and
forth, so alluring that my cousin had to cover her chest as she walked. I couldn't laugh, or she'd pinch me.
But I was happy because I could see my cousin again, see her smile, see her cuteness
and sexiness. I realized I truly liked her. I
thought I'd have to rush back to school after dinner. But my cousin pulled me aside and told my aunt and uncle that she
wanted me to tutor her today so we could leave early tomorrow. Then she dragged me into her room. Looking at my cousin
's watery eyes and longing gaze, I knew I was going to enjoy some tenderness with her again today. I
wondered what that baby-faced girl would think if she knew. Humph, let's see if she'll still tease me.
Wait a minute, baby-faced girl... I thought of her twice today while I was with my cousin.
Oh well, I tapped my head, looking at my cousin who was staring at me curiously. I thought, I only like my cousin
. What is she anyway?
Chapter Two: The Kiss of Alcohol
It was already autumn, so I couldn't be naked at home because it was too cold. I
was kissing my neatly dressed younger sister passionately under the lamp .
"Brother, do you miss me?" she asked, tilting her head up. I didn't answer. My tongue, probing her mouth, answered
everything. I kissed my cousin passionately, but then that baby face popped into my mind. She was cute too,
and a little difficult to get along with—wasn't that exciting? Ah, I realized I was so sorry to my sister,
so beautiful, and she'd given me her most precious body. I felt a pang of regret; why was I thinking about another girl?
"Sister, I love you," I said passionately to her, then, almost frantically, kissed her
face and earlobes. I turned her head to one side, kissing her snow-white neck where the veins were visible. "Ah,
no, it's too sensitive, no!" my sister struggled, but I held her hands down, pressing my body against hers,
my head against hers, kissing her neck and collarbone. Warm breath wafted from her neckline, mingling with my sister
's fragrance. I inhaled greedily.
It was late; my uncles were asleep. As usual, I slept on the sofa. Before this, it was
a crazy time with my cousin after not seeing her for a long time. I let go, and she fought back, kissing me on the face and
neck. She drew circles on my neck with her tongue and even bit me. My hands went inside her clothes,
caressing her body, and we hugged tightly. We couldn't go to bed naked, afraid of being discovered. So I had my cousin
lie on the desk, raising her round buttocks. Under the lamp, I looked at her tightly closed
labia. This was the vulva of a girl who had only done it a few times, still so pink. I stroked the cleft with my index finger
, full and elastic. My hands slowly became wet with her fluids. I couldn't see my cousin's expression; she buried her head in
her hands. It had been so long since we'd done it; did she want it too?
After pulling me into the room, my cousin told me that her period had just ended, otherwise she wouldn't have been in such a hurry to arrange for me to come. She
was embarrassed to buy birth control pills, and she knew I was embarrassed too. That's why she waited until this day. Was she waiting for
me? I pulled down my pants, letting my penis touch her slightly cool buttocks.
"Brother, yours is so hot," my sister said. "Come in, I'm ready."
It was a little difficult, but with the help of the water, I slowly entered my sister's body. My sister
gripped the table, her upper body arching.
Bearing the pressure of my entry, she gritted her teeth, afraid to groan. Little by little, I felt warmth enveloping
my penis; it felt so good, so much I'd longed for. "Ah," my sister sighed in relief after it was all in. I stopped.
I couldn't stop, feeling the pulse inside, each beat like a heartbeat. After a minute, I started thrusting.
My sister gritted her teeth, letting her hips move in rhythm with mine. As I pulled out, she moved forward; as I entered her, I moved backward, making
love like this. I held my sister's waist with one hand, and began caressing her breasts with the other. Then, I
used both hands, one on each hand, to pull her up, making her unable to support herself. Her upper body was lifted up, and she was uncontrollably being
penetrated by me. My sister's hair was disheveled, and her body moved back and forth involuntarily. Her hands were holding mine, and I heard slapping
sounds. She tried to turn her head to look at me, turning her body to the side, but the intense thrusting prevented her from moving. But her
profile looked incredibly alluring to me. I kissed her neck and then bit her hard. "Ah!" My sister
slumped onto the table, and I released her. Holding my sister's waist, I began to thrust with all my might. My
sister's labia were pulled out and then pulled back in by my penis. My sister's hands and upper body moved back and forth on the table with me. Her saliva mixed
with sweat, uncontrollably dripping onto the table. Meanwhile, white, lustful fluid began to flow continuously from her lower body, wetting
our pubic hair and bodies. The frenzied thrusting was accompanied by my cousin's moans. I felt her body tensing
; she was about to climax. I thrust in a few more times with force, and suddenly my cousin grabbed
the edge of the table with both hands, lifting her head upwards. She let out muffled moans, and I covered her mouth to prevent the noise from getting too loud
. She bit my hand hard, her legs kicking the ground forcefully.
My hand ached, so I thrust into her faster. Finally, my cousin's body went limp, and I ejaculated
the semen I had been saving for so long inside her.
After ejaculating, we lay down on the bed, embracing each other. Because we weren't completely naked, we quickly cleaned ourselves up after a while
and then went to sleep separately. The next morning, I got up early and rushed to school. When I
got to the classroom, I found everyone staring at me. Since it was a large lecture with several classes mixed together, I quickly ran to the back to find a seat
and go to sleep; I was so tired. While I was dozing off, I realized the first class was over. A familiar
voice rang out beside me, "Hey, lazybones, finally awake!" A similarly familiar baby face appeared in front of me
. "Quick, wipe it off, it's disgusting," she said, handing me a tissue. "You drool." I smiled sheepishly
, then all sleepiness vanished. In the second class, we started chatting. She lived nearby, so she
went home every day. She was single and very protective of herself. So she was quite sharp-tongued, but she was also very cute.
Like me, she was a crazy anime fan, and we chatted happily. Before I knew it, class was almost over, and I wanted to invite her to
lunch, but she laughed and said, "No, your girlfriend will be furious if she finds out." "Girlfriend?"
"Yeah, the beautiful girl from yesterday, everyone in the department is talking about her." I was stunned; I hadn't expected this
outcome. Sigh, I quickly explained to her that she was my cousin. After hearing this, she asked me, "What are you having for lunch
?"
After that, we often ate and went to class together. However, I mostly borrowed comics from her and
discussed the characters. I didn't intend to date her. Because my heart still belonged to my cousin. My cousin
was very busy with her studies, so I basically only saw her once a month under the guise of visiting my uncle, and then we could have a crazy time together.
Life seemed to go on like this: a cousin I liked, an incestuous physical attraction, and a
lovely friend with shared interests. Until one day, her appearance made me realize that my cousin could be replaced.
Juan was my friend's high school classmate, and we were from the same hometown. I was attracted to her the first time I saw her. She was actually
1.72 meters tall, but I'm over 1.8 meters tall, so that's not a big deal. But her temperament was truly
extraordinary. I met her in winter, wearing a snow-white sweater that went past her waist. If my cousin was already very fair-skinned, she was even
fairer, with a crystal-like, transparent quality. A small, firm nose, small but bright eyes, and a delicate mouth.
Although her figure wasn't as voluptuous as my cousin's, her every word and gesture
exuded a pure, unapproachable charm. When silent, she possessed a melancholic yet endearing quality.
Seeing her, I suddenly realized she had taken over my mind. Even when I saw my cousin once a month,
I was somewhat absent-minded, and I thought of her during sex. Finally, I made up my mind to confess my feelings. But when she was in my presence, I
was stunned for three minutes, unsure what to say. Only after she smiled and asked what was wrong did I dare to reveal my
thoughts. But she rejected me.
That day was the last day before winter break, and most people had left. I bought some alcohol, my first time drinking, and
felt terrible. I sat on a stone bench in front of the school library, feeling nauseous from the alcohol. Then, that familiar
voice and baby face called out, "I came to borrow books for winter break. What are you doing here?
Why do you smell of alcohol? Why are you crying?" "Leave me alone," she said. I tried to leave, but she grabbed my arm.
"What are you doing? I don't need your pity. You're just a friend I talk to about comics." "Heartbroken?
What's the big deal? Why are you crying…?" she asked, guessing, as she started her usual sarcastic remarks. I
couldn't stand it anymore and pulled her close, hugging her tightly. "Ah, what are you doing? Lots of people are watching! Let
me go!"
She struggled, but I ignored her and kissed her on the lips. "Slap!
" The sound of her letting go and dropping the books, and the sound of me being slapped.
"You're so hateful, crazy, insane!" she cried, her eyes filled with tears. "My first kiss! And your breath
smells like alcohol!" What was she saying? What was she talking about? I started to wonder why she was angry. Was it not because
I kissed her, but because of the smell of alcohol? She gave me a resentful look, then turned and ran away, leaving me stunned and
a pile of books on the floor.

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