[Voyfanatic1212]

Originally Posted by Drastic95

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"Kor!"

Z shouted as she approached us at the meeting point.

Again, she turned up in her class T-shirt. Haiyo.. this simple xmm hor... Other girls her age would have been wearing something more sexy or age appropriate. Yet she's still stuck in her younger teenage days. I felt conflicted.. it seemed so fitting for her innocence, but I wished to see more of her skin. I knew I would be lusting for her either way she dressed. But, her ignorance and lack of sexual awareness would make her eventual reveal more intense..

I felt gratitude toward my Uncle and Aunty for bringing up their daughter well.. in a way that only served to whet my appetite.

I imagined how I would feel when I first get to see her nude. It would be that same exhilaration and wonder when I saw S and C for the first time. My perverted voyeur mind will immediately process and record every pixel of her intimate parts, matching them to her face. Just like how you would remember a friend would dress, walk or behave, seeing them nude would permanently burn that image into your mind. Every time I recall S or C's face, I can picture every little detail of their naked bodies.

How round their tits are..

How their areola and nipples look, obscene or cute, soft or erect..

How subtly their tits shake and bounce as they move about..

Moles, birthmarks or scars that are hidden underneath clothing..

How hairy their pussies are..

The cleavage that forms from the type of bra that they wear..

And the way that their clothes hide their feminine figures as they put on their clothes. There is that satisfaction watching the fabric drape over their bra-covered bust, their nipples just underneath the cup-edge, knowing exactly how they look like in the nude just moments before.

I wondered if there are bros out there that appreciate this kind of perversion.

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Of course, I volunteered to stay behind the girls.

I watched Z ahead of me pedaling clumsily. It was great getting her to come out and do some exercise. Being her responsible cousin, I wanted her to be more active instead of lying down and scrolling TikTok. She had grown lazy over the years. I liked her enthusiasm when I suggested this active outing - she has also indirectly encouraged me to make healthier choices.

And her xmm panty is probably being ground between her pussy lips right now, all her sweaty xmm flavor of her inner flesh slowly building up on that cute little piece of cloth.

This is a taste of how my mind was on That day. There were no clear boundaries.. I was really enjoying the bicycle ride with them, genuinely concerned for their safety, and lusting for Z.

My mind was jumping between normal, decent thoughts and surprisingly perverted, dirty ones without a single hiccup.

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15 kilometers and a few stops along the way, we decided to take a break for lunch.

We took our seats in a cafe, ordered food and had our typical cousin-to-cousin banter. I casually approached the topic of hygiene, excited to check my chances of getting lucky today.

"Today damn hot la. Sweating like crazy.. you got bring clothes to change into after shower?"

"Huh?? Ya..."

I felt a strong sensation in my cock when she didn't object to showering. Today might be the day!

But Z seemed a bit taken aback. I wondered why..

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Welcome back brother. Cant wait to hear your story with Z again! But that last sentence..OMG