Chapter One

My name is Ah-Ching, and I am currently in my second year of junior high school. My father passed away in a car accident when I was very young, leaving me and my mother to rely on each other as a family of two.

Last month, my mother had to travel abroad again for business. This time, it was a trip to Sichuan that would last over two weeks. To ease her mind, she arranged for my older cousin to stay at our house to look after me. With her there, my mother could travel with much more peace of mind.

My cousin, Sylvia, is the second daughter of my fourth uncle. She is several years older than me, likely in her early twenties. She attends a nearby arts academy, specializing in dance and drama.

While staying with us, she usually wouldn't return home until the evening. Consequently, we didn't spend much time together; we would exchange a few words of daily pleasantries before retreating to our respective rooms to attend to our own business. That was the routine, until that fifth night...

That night, as usual, we chatted for a while after dinner and parted ways around eight o'clock. After studying for over an hour, I secretly picked up the telephone in my room to make a few erotic calls. As I listened, the voice on the other end periodically let out seductive provocations and wanton cries of pleasure. The sounds drove me to a fever pitch, and before long, I found myself masturbating uncontrollably, finally reaching a climax several tens of minutes later.

Feeling sticky with spent seed and drenched in sweat, I slipped out of my room and headed to the bathroom for a quick shower. Once cleaned up, I grabbed a cold drink from the kitchen and began a slow walk back to my bedroom.

As I passed the guest room where Sylvia was staying, the sound of rhythmic, upbeat dance music drifted through the door. It sounded as though she was dancing along to the beat. Since we lived in an old traditional ancestral house, the doors featured old-fashioned keyholes. If one were to lean down and press a single eye to the opening, one could catch a glimpse of the scene inside...

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Chapter Two

To my astonishment, I beheld a living, breathing angel, radiating a magical charm. Because we had grown up together, I had always viewed Sylvia simply as an older sister, never truly noticing her breathtaking beauty. But peering closely now, I realized just how mesmerizing she was. Her legs were long and smooth, partially veiled by a thin, short skirt that flared and swirled around her every time she spun.

Her tight top accentuated her large breasts. As they bounced with her movements, her perfect, flawless cleavage spilled provocatively from the confines of her tight clothing. *Wait,* I thought, *isn't it said that large breasts are a hindrance to dancers?* For a dancer, Sylvia's breasts were indeed quite large, yet her movements remained exquisitely graceful, filled with a beautiful, rhythmic dynamism!

She was in the center of the room, performing a series of sultry dance moves. The rhythmic swaying of her firm breasts and the seductive shimmy of her hips as she spun made my heart race with silent applause. My admiration for her grew with every passing second.

As if sensing the silent adoration in my heart, she seemed to respond, offering me even more to see. Suddenly, as she continued to dance, she began to strip. Within moments, she was left wearing nothing but her panties and a sports bra, continuing her light, rhythmic dance...

I was driven to madness. Without thinking, I unbuttoned my trousers and pulled them down, gripping my hard, throbbing cock and beginning to stroke it rhythmically.

Through the keyhole, I watched as Sylvia slowly unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor. She turned around, facing my line of sight perfectly, allowing me a clear view of her body.

Sylvia’s pink nipples stood proud and erect at the peaks of her two lovely, white mounds. She continued to sway her hips and shoulders, moving closer to the door. As she thrust her chest forward, it felt as though she were dancing specifically for my eyes.

As I masturbated, I fantasized about reaching out and touching those cherry-like, glistening buds. In my trance, she seemed to shudder, moving even closer as if begging for more touch. In my mind, I reached out with both hands to grasp her heavy breasts, using my thumbs and forefingers to gently pinch and roll her nipples. Sylvia shook her head wildly, reacting with intense passion...

Her long, dark hair partially veiled her beautiful face, but her eyes burned with an unmasked hunger that set my blood on fire. In my vision, it felt as if she were reaching out, taking my hand and guiding it slowly down into her panties.

Driven by a mix of surprise and a sudden, wild boldness, I imagined tearing her panties away. In my mind, her cries of ecstasy were deafening as she pressed her head down, demanding that I kneel to inspect her honeyed depths.

*Wow!* Sylvia's pubic hair, though somewhat sparse, was a dark, silken veil.

*"Isn't it wonderful to see her naked? Come... satisfy her longing! I will control her soul, awakening her slumbering desires, making her wanton for you. Quick... take her!"* It was as if a demon were whispering a continuous stream of temptation into my ear.

My finger brushed through the sparse hair, sliding down toward the moist slit of her sex, beginning a frantic exploration...

Suddenly, in my fantasy, Sylvia pushed me forcefully to the ground and roughly grabbed my "conductor's baton"—my cock. Perhaps due to her training in music, she seemed an expert at handling a baton, waving it with practiced skill. Of course, the baton wasn't just for conducting.

After a few moments of rhythmic movement, she skillfully positioned the tip of the baton at the entrance of her nectar-filled slit. Gathering her courage, she crouched into position. She gazed at me with a lewd, hungry expression and began to lower herself, slowly guiding the baton into her secret, wet depths. She moaned in ecstasy and screamed my name. I responded by shouting her name back, thrusting wildly into her fleshy cavern...

Lost in this peak of erotic illusion, my hand, which was frantically pumping the "baton," accidentally began to knock against her actual bedroom door. My silent cries of her name finally escaped my lips in a loud shout.

"Ah! Ah-Ching? Why are you crouching there? Heavens! What on earth are you doing?!" Suddenly, the door swung open, and Sylvia's voice rang out in startled surprise.

I was jolted from my lewd dream back to reality. To my horror, I realized my manhood had already erupted, spraying a mess of white fluid all over the doorframe of her room. I sat there on the floor, naked and exposed, staring up at her.

My face turned pale with fright. Without a word, I scrambled to my feet, covering my large organ with both hands. In a frantic rush, not even fully pulling up my trousers, I bolted back to my room and slammed the door, locking it tight.

I sat there in the dark, weeping with regret, mortified that she had caught me in such a state. I wished the earth would swallow me whole so I could forget everything.

That night, Sylvia did not come to question me. I stayed hidden in my room, eventually falling into a restless, exhausted sleep filled with anxiety and shame...

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Chapter Three

The next morning, a soft knocking on my door woke me.

"Ah-Ching... Ah-Ching... are you awake? Come out and have breakfast, it's already ten o'clock..." Sylvia's gentle voice drifted from the other side.

"Mmm... it's the weekend, so there's no school. I just want to sleep all day..." I replied weakly, trying to avoid her.

"What's wrong? Hmm... is it about last night? Honestly, it's no big deal... every young boy goes through it. Your cousin doesn't think anything of it!" She continued to coax me gently from outside.

"..." I gave no response, continuing my retreat.

Seeing that there was nothing more she could do, Sylvia sighed and eventually walked back to the living room.

A short while later, just as I was burying my head under the pillow, the telephone in my room suddenly rang.

*Ring... ring... ring...*

I turned over impatiently and picked up the receiver, only to be shocked when Sylvia's voice came through the line. She must have called from the main line in the living room.

"Excuse me, are you Ah-Ching?" Sylvia asked, her voice teasingly coquettish.

"Uh... yes... yes! Is this... is this my cousin?" I stammered.

"Hmm! What do you mean 'cousin'? Not at all! I am... a beautiful angel sent from heaven to banish your boredom..."

"A beautiful angel?..." I was stunned.

"That's right! I am standing right here in your living room. Why don't you open the door and see for yourself?" Her voice remained playful and sweet.

"Sylvia, stop teasing! Who are you trying to fool?" I said, a bit annoyed.

"Who's teasing? Just peek out the door, and you'll see..."

My mind was spinning. Curiosity finally won out, and I cautiously cracked the door open. As my eyes peered through the gap into the living room, I truly saw an angel. She was sitting on the sofa facing my door, holding the telephone receiver. My eyes widened so much that the world seemed to blur.

"Do you see me now? Told you! I'm an angel!" Her playful voice echoed through the phone.

"An angel... uh... no... Sylvia... what on earth are you doing? Hehe, why are you sitting in the living room in your ballet outfit to scare me?" I asked, half-annoyed but unable to stop smiling.

"Do you want me to tell you? Right now... beneath this angel's outfit, I'm not even wearing panties!"

"..." I was speechless, unable to believe she would dare say such a thing.

"Don't believe me? That's fine. I'll make you believe..." As she spoke, Sylvia began to caress herself.

She was using both hands to vigorously knead her full breasts, her mounds rubbing and bouncing against one another.

"Can you see? I'm caressing my breasts right now. Ah-Ching, just imagine... ah... ah... my nipples are standing up, so hard and so hot..."

I couldn't help but open the door wider, leaning my head out to get a better view.

"Ah... now I'm touching my slit... ah... ahhh... Ah-Ching, my sweet little brother... look... it's already wet, soaking wet..."

By now, I was half-standing by the door, overwhelmed by the erotic atmosphere. Involuntarily, through my trousers, I began to stroke my hard cock.

"Mmm... take off your shorts, take off your panties too... don't be shy, it's a very natural thing!" Sylvia continued in a sultry, whispered tone over the phone.

Driven by her commands, I stripped off my shorts and underwear, my hand working feverishly on my erect shaft. Sylvia's lewd moans began to pour through the receiver.

"Come... now, let me let you hear the sound of my place..."

"That... that place?" I asked, my breath coming in short gasps.

Sylvia stopped talking and spread her legs wide. She brought the receiver close to her inner thigh and began to dig her fingers in.

"Mmm... my index and middle fingers are slowly sliding in... ah... ah... can you hear it? Can you hear that delicious sound?"

The nectar from her beautiful vulva was flowing so freely that as her fingers moved in and out, colliding with her labia, they made a wet, squelching "chu, chu" sound. It was the most beautiful sound in the world! My only regret was that from where I stood, I couldn't see enough of it.

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Chapter Four

Sylvia continued to talk rapidly into the phone, her fingers working busily inside her heat.

"Ah... ahhh... ah... I feel so excited! Now... I'm peeling back my clitoris... mmm... Ah-Ching, look... I'm pinching the skin with my nails... ah... ah... it's already swollen and so large..." she moaned lewdly.

At that moment, I truly could not hold back any longer. Throwing caution to the wind, I sprinted into the living room and knelt before her, breathing heavily as I stared at her glistening, wet entrance. Sylvia said nothing; she simply continued to dig into her moist folds, looking up at me with a lewd, satisfied expression, clearly pleased by the sheer excitement on my face.

"Oh... oh... Ah-Ching... my good little brother, masturbate! Come... let's caress ourselves together..."

I stood up, aiming my cock at her massive breasts, stroking them with increasing ferocity until the head of my penis turned a deep, swollen purple.

"Mmm... mmm... ah! Ha... so... so good, ah... ah... it's coming!" The excitement was becoming unbearable.

A moment later, with a loud "ah!", a massive burst of hot, white semen erupted, spraying all over Sylvia's breasts, leaving the two large mounds glistening and sticky.

"Oh my! You've finished already? And here I was just getting started! Mmm... mmm... now, I'm going to put the telephone inside! Come... help me caress this throbbing clitoris... ah... ahhh... yes... just like that..."

As I kneaded and pinched her tiny nub of flesh, Sylvia used her tongue to wet the telephone receiver until it was slick, then slowly pushed it into the crevice of her vulva.

"Ah... ah... ah... so thick... so good... mmm... mmm..."

*Wow! How can the whole thing fit inside?!* I thought, stunned.

Sylvia began to thrust the receiver vigorously, producing a series of seductive, squelching sounds.

"Little brother, do you hear that? That's the sound of it rubbing against my vaginal walls... isn't it beautiful? Isn't this the sound you've always craved?"

"..." I was simply mesmerized, my mouth agape, unable to find words.

Miraculously, my recently spent cock began to revive itself. It surged back to life, becoming even harder, thicker, and more turgid than before!

I went wild. My whole body felt feverish. I lunged forward and forcefully yanked the telephone receiver out of Sylvia's vagina.

"Come on! Hurry! Big sister... please, let me put mine in!" I roared like a wild beast, begging to enter her body.

"No! You can't... Ah-Ching, we are cousins, it's... it's incest!"

Sylvia's composure began to crumble. But before she could finish her sentence, I replaced the receiver, spreading her thighs wide and thrusting hard into her!

"What do you mean cousins? I'm just your cousin! Lovers among kin... it happens all the time! What's there to worry about?" I said with half-lidded eyes, thrusting rhythmically into her warm, wet, tender depths.

Sylvia was incredibly tight! The slippery walls of her vagina were elastic and gripped me with incredible force—it was a heavenly sensation! It drove me nearly insane...

"No... no... pull it out... pull it out! You're still just a boy, we can't do this!" She cried out in a panic, yet her hips moved in perfect, eager synchronization with my thrusts.

Sylvia swayed her slender waist and rounded hips incessantly, her hands gripping my shoulders as if she wanted to push me away, yet simultaneously pull me closer. Ha! How could a cold telephone receiver ever compare to my hot, throbbing cock? No wonder she couldn't let go...

"Hehe... my dear cousin, actually... I lost my virginity a long time ago... to Auntie Three!" I whispered teasingly in her ear.

Gradually, Sylvia's weak resistance faded. Instead, she began to use her hips even more forcefully, letting out loud, wanton cries of pleasure as she matched the rhythm of my thrusts, her pale, smooth buttocks shaking wildly.

"Come... use your hips more! Yes! Harder...!" Sylvia commanded lewdly.

Drenched in sweat, I gave everything I had, thrusting deep into Sylvia's sex. She squeezed her eyes shut in bliss, savoring every ounce of the physical pleasure I provided.

After about a hundred thrusts, I changed positions. I had Sylvia lie face down on the floor, and I entered her from behind, continuing to pound into her until she was moaning loudly in ecstasy.

Finally, I laid her across the edge of the sofa while I stood. I grabbed her long, beautiful legs and hoisted them high, spreading them wide in an inverted 'V' shape. This allowed my thick glans to part her labia and plunge into the very deepest part of her vagina.

Sylvia screamed with excitement, and the more she screamed, the harder I worked. She trembled uncontrollably, her limbs wrapping around me like an octopus. The nectar from her vagina surged like a spring, flowing out in wave after wave...

"Mmm... mmm... Ah-Ching, you little devil, you really know how to do it! You've made my whole body feel so good!" Sylvia panted, exhausted.

"Sister! I can't hold it... it's coming... I'm going to shoot inside!" I continued to thrust, keeping my hard shaft buried deep within her wet walls.

"No... don't! Quick... put it in my mouth! You can shoot as much as you want there!"

Sylvia grabbed my cock and swiftly guided it to her lips, beginning to suckle with intense passion. That was the final straw. With a powerful thrust of my hips, my scalding semen erupted deep into the back of Sylvia's throat...

After a long moment, as I pulled my softening cock from her mouth, strands of saliva and semen dripped from the corners of her lips.

I reached for the tissues on the coffee table to clean her up, but she simply smiled and licked herself clean with her tongue.

"Mmm... so delicious! Did you know this is high in protein? It's great for the skin!"

She skillfully used her tongue to lap up every last drop of the lewdness from my cock and her own lips before finally collapsing onto the sofa, her eyes wide as she took deep, heavy breaths.

I collapsed on top of her, resting my head against her soft, warm breasts. It felt wonderful. We just lay there together...

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Chapter Five

"Ah-Ching, you... you released so much. You really have grown up, haven't you?" Sylvia whispered, suddenly stroking my hair.

"..." My face flushed hot, and I didn't know how to respond.

"You little rascal, you can't keep peeking through my door like that anymore! It's impolite! If you ever feel the need... just knock and come in boldly. I'll let you watch as much as you want, until you're satisfied to death... hehe..."

Hearing this made me overjoyed and instantly aroused again. Although my soft member had subsided, my tongue was full of energy. It began to dance playfully around Sylvia's entrance once more, licking, sucking, and nibbling.

Once again, the living room was filled with the sound of Sylvia's wanton, ecstatic cries...