My Dark Journey

I want to say something, but I don't know what to say, so I'll just write whatever comes to mind.
I don't know when it started, but dark and filthy thoughts began to creep into my mind, and I developed a great interest in emotions and sex that most people wouldn't accept.
Maybe it was the influence of my childhood environment, or something else, but ever since I understood sex, I've had impulses and thoughts about the women around me. I've done things like peeping and taking advantage of opportunities to grope them. But my first real experience was with a woman I never expected—or rather, a girl.
That year, I had just finished school. My family ran a small flour processing plant, and my cousin, my uncle's daughter, came to the city to attend middle school and stayed with us. I don't know when it started, but I developed feelings for her and often took opportunities to please her and get close to her. One day, no one was home, and we were watching TV. It was summer, and she was dressed very lightly. Back then, there weren't many pajamas, just shorts and a tank top. In the early 1990s, very few girls wore bras, and she was the same; she wasn't wearing anything underneath. I saw her breasts through the gap in her vest. They weren't big, but having never seen a woman's breasts up close before, I felt a surge of desire and slowly moved closer to her. We usually got along quite well, and she wasn't on guard. When I was right next to her, I pretended not to notice and touched her leg, first her calf. For some reason, she didn't move away or get angry. Slowly, I started touching her thigh. She grabbed my hand but didn't pull away. This emboldened me, and I pulled my hand away and hugged her. She didn't struggle and just said, "Brother, I'm scared." My head was throbbing with excitement, and I started kissing her, stroking her back and buttocks. Slowly, she probably felt aroused too, and she hugged me back. After a few minutes, maybe ten minutes or so—not long, anyway—I slipped my hand inside her tank top to touch her breasts. Her face was flushed, and as I gently caressed her breasts, she started breathing heavily, rapidly and laboredly. I kissed and caressed her simultaneously. After a while, I pulled up her tank top, revealing two small breasts, nipples about the size of peanuts, their color indescribable, definitely not pink. Excited, I immediately took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking and licking it, while my hand kneaded the other. Perhaps out of fear or something, she resisted a little, but her breathing became even more rapid. We continued kissing and caressing like this for about half an hour, when we heard the front door open. Startled, she quickly ran into the inner room.

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