Chapter 8: Handsome Cousin and the Tall Black-Stocking Beauty

"Xuanxuan, class is about to start. Why are you dressed like that?"

I asked the vibrant, busty cousin beside me, while unobtrusively flexing my arm and feeling the heavy, firm weight of her breasts.

"Cousin, I'm in swim training. The competition's almost here, so I just came out to stretch after swimming a bit. I still have to go back and train in a while," my cousin Ling Yongxuan said, still as loud and easygoing as ever.

As the main swimmer on the school team, she stood 170 centimeters tall, already tall by most women's standards. Combined with the sky-blue high-cut swimsuit hugging her body, it made her look even longer and leaner.

From a distance, Ling Yongxuan had short black hair that looked a little messy but still beautiful, falling freely and casually, the tips faintly curled like the edge of a night sky just before dawn.

As a famous beauty, her features were delicate yet sharply defined. Her nose bridge was straight and elegant, her lips full and alluring, her cheeks carried a natural flush, and her skin was smooth and fine, without the slightest trace of age.

Her eyes angled up slightly, lashes brushing her lids with a faintly teasing air, and her chin lifted a little, radiating confidence.

The streamlined, athletic curves of her body were wrapped in that sky-blue high-cut swimsuit, the fabric clinging tightly to her fair skin and emphasizing her full, perky breasts and narrow waist, enough to make anyone marvel at how perfect her figure was.

The cut at the hips cleverly exposed the round, firm curve of her ass and her long, powerful legs, sexy, sharp, and full of strength, like a fearless superheroine straight out of a comic.

Those two proud breasts jutting out in front were so big they looked like they might burst the tight swimsuit open at any moment, the full, rounded mounds clearly outlined beneath the high-cut fabric.

They were not only astonishing in size, but almost perfect in shape.

Round and full, with smooth lines, they sat on her chest like two huge, firm iron balls. Even without a bra, they still held themselves high and proud, with not the slightest sign of sagging.

That was clearly thanks to years of training, which had given her strong muscle and support, leaving those breasts with a startling, solid firmness.

Those top-tier breasts were fixed tightly in place, and that mixture of vitality and power made them even more seductive, impossible for any man to look away from.

Looking lower, the swimsuit's design was so bold and daring that any time my busty cousin bent or twisted a little too much, the two rounded, full cheeks of her ass would be fully exposed, left to the air's touch.

That half-hidden, half-exposed effect only made her more tempting, as if she were deliberately teasing men, not to mention the sex hidden only barely by the swimsuit's crotch.

If you looked carefully through the gaps left when she moved, you'd even notice that her plump, inviting sex had a mess of dark pubic hair growing around it, unlike the shaved styles common among other athletes.

Thick, dark hair spread along both sides of her lips, encircling the core, while the pink slit was slightly parted, as if breathing, or inviting something.

Then there were those long, muscular legs extending from the high-cut swimsuit. They were strong and powerful, gleaming with a healthy sheen under the sunlight, and the space between her thighs was just right to stir endless daydreams.

A pair of white thigh-high stockings covered her athletic legs, the fabric rich in texture and clinging closely to every curve, perfectly showing off the full, taut lines of those beautiful legs and making her look even more natural, fresh, and youthful.

On her feet she wore pure white sneakers, the whole look giving off a capable, tough impression that made her seem even more spirited.

If you ignored her muscles, and that booming northern accent that could shatter any innocent schoolboy's fantasy the moment she opened her mouth, along with her loud, breezy personality, she would absolutely be a school goddess-level beauty. Because of that, she was also known at school as the "silent campus beauty."

"Big Brother Li Xia, it's been so long since you've come to my place. You're not forgetting your little sister, are you? I won't allow that," the busty beauty said while still trapping my arm tightly between her breasts, then smugly flexed her sandbag-sized fist at me.

"Sure, sure. How about I come find you this weekend?" I said casually. Even if she hadn't brought it up, I was planning to go see her lately anyway. Now that I'd gained so many miraculous abilities, of course I had to protect the beautiful women in my family, each one gorgeous and devilishly well built.

Not to mention she was my maternal aunt's child. My cousin Ling Yongze, my cousin Ling Yongxuan, and I had grown up playing together. Every summer vacation before, I would stay at their house for a month or two, so our bond was naturally very deep.

"Then it's settled, Big Brother Li Xia. You can't go back on it," she said.

"Of course. How can a real man lie?" I said, habitually thumping my chest a few times, only to catch my cousin's attention.

"Huh? Cousin, your figure seems pretty good now. You're pretty solid," she said, getting very interested in the muscles that my blue tank top was barely containing.

"Heh heh, let me have a look!" Always so blunt, she reached right out, her warm palm covering my chest muscle and rubbing between the two pecs, even brushing across my nipple, sending an intense jolt through me. It felt so good my scalp went numb, and I wanted her to slip her hand inside and keep stroking me right away.

"Cousin, how do you train like this? It's so good. I've been training for so long, but compared to you, I feel miles behind," she said.

"Heh heh, you want to learn? I'll teach you. Hands on."

"Okay, okay," the sexy busty cousin nodded again and again.

"Then it's settled -" I was about to say more when another voice suddenly called out.

"Big brother, big brother."

"Hm?"

Another one calling me brother had arrived. I looked over and saw a man and a woman stepping out from the side door of the gym, both already wearing swimsuits.

The handsome boy on the left had a sharp, well-defined face. His deep eyes held confidence and gentleness, with a kind of Korean-style pretty-boy charm. There was always a relaxed smile at the corners of his mouth, making him seem very easygoing.

His short hair shimmered with a healthy sheen under the sun, and a few damp strands at his forehead stuck to his skin as if he'd just come out of the pool.

He wore a black, tight-fitting swimsuit that perfectly showcased his streamlined body. The skin exposed outside was blindingly fair, and with his near-perfect height of about 185 centimeters, he was a genuine campus heartthrob.

He was my cousin Ling Yongze, Ling Yongxuan's twin brother. People nicknamed him the local "Beichen Little Ning Zetao."

He lived up to his name. Whenever he moved through the water, he instantly turned into a sleek blue carp, so smooth the water itself seemed to make way for his speed.

He quickened his pace and came over to me, a broad smile spreading across that sunny, handsome face.

"Cousin, how about it? Since you're already here, want to get in and swim a few laps with your cousin? Train with me a bit?"

"Forget it," I said.

Though I really did want to go down and admire those swimsuit beauties' graceful figures, class was about to start, and looking at my handsome cousin only made me feel happier.

We were cousins in name, but there was no real difference from real brothers. Back in the days before smartphones, how happy it was to spend vacations playing with brothers and sisters. Just thinking about it filled me with a sense of happiness.

"How's the competition? Confident?" I asked.

"Eh, I'll do my best. I've finished eighth in the two national meets already, so I'm kind of getting PTSD from it," a trace of awkwardness appeared on my handsome, sunny cousin's face.

"It's fine. Big brother believes in you."

Honestly, for someone like him who studied and trained at the same time, making the top eight already counted as a success.

"Xiao Zeze, I believe in you too. I've believed in you since we were kids," a sweet, babyish voice came from beside us. I turned my head and my heart lurched.

"It's her!"

Beside Ling Yongze stood a petite young woman, pressed so closely to his side they were almost touching.

She had tightly wrapped his arm inside her absurdly enormous breasts, and it was Meng Qiqi, the one who had slipped away from me at noon!

Maybe because I had my mask on in the game, this silly petite beauty hadn't recognized me.

She glanced at me without any reaction, then stood there happily beside my cousin like an obedient little cat.

She looked as cute and youthful as a petite campus beauty, and her delicate little face held a stunning amount of charm.

Her skin was snow-white and tender enough to seem breakable, her pink cherry lips red without lipstick, a faint blush blooming on her cheeks, pure and transparent.

Her hairstyle was equally distinctive, black hair tied into two lively twin tails that swayed in the wind, adding a touch of playfulness.

A few stray bangs fluttered over her forehead, revealing a pair of sparkling eyes. Her pupils were clear as water, and with those fluttering long lashes, it made anyone want to cherish that petite figure.

But what drew the eye most was her utterly disproportionate, explosive figure.

That pristine, high-cut swimsuit looked like it had been custom-made just to frame her body like an enticing costume.

On that tiny frame sat a pair of breasts so absurdly huge they were practically inhuman, heavy and ripe-looking as melons hanging from her chest, as if a squeeze would make milk spill out.

The tight fabric was stretched to its limit by those magnificent breasts, every inch of lace edge seeming to whisper how mature her body was.

The deep cleavage, compressed by the swimsuit, formed an inviting valley, rising and falling with each breath.

Transparent beads of sweat slowly slid down the snow-white flesh of her breasts, catching the sunlight and reflecting a mesmerizing glow.

Those plump, oversized globes looked like mischievous spirits that might break free from the swimsuit at any moment, wobbling lightly as they swayed.

From the waist down, her exaggerated proportions narrowed sharply, creating a vivid contrast before flaring elegantly at the hips.

The swimsuit's crotch design was extremely bold, the inverted-triangle slit barely containing the two tender lips of her pussy. The pink flesh showed through the fabric strips in fleeting glimpses, giving off endless temptation.

At the very bottom were two slender, spring-onion legs, every inch of skin carrying the softness of youth.

Her tiny toes curled together shyly, and her spotless ankles swayed lightly, radiating an innocence that was still deeply sexy.

That look of naivety mixed with purity was enough to stir the most primitive animal urges deep inside any man.

The silly petite beauty still hadn't recognized me; she just stood beside my cousin and looked at me.

"Hey - thanks, Qiqi," Ling Yongze said as he fondly stroked the girl's twin tails, looking incredibly warm and tender.

"Mm-hmm. Who told me I'm your childhood sweetheart? Xiao Zeze is the best," Meng Qiqi said proudly, lifting her delicate little face and looking thoroughly pleased.

"Qiqi is so cute. No wonder she's the famous pure campus beauty, heh heh -"

My cousin took the chance to grab one of Meng Qiqi's twin tails and toy with it, making the busty petite beauty look aggrieved.

"Don't, Sister Xuanxuan," she protested.

The afternoon sun spilled across the wide, neat campus road. With some time left before class, my cousins and I enjoyed the rare bit of free time.

"Tap - tap - tap - tap - tap - tap - tap - tap -"

"Tap - tap - tap - tap - tap - tap - tap - tap -"

Just then, the crisp, ringing sound of high heels striking the ground echoed rhythmically down the road, and a graceful figure appeared in our line of sight.

She looked like a tall, sexy senior, exuding the unique charm of a mature college woman.

She wore a fitted brown blazer, and beneath it a body-hugging white blouse. Her full chest pushed the shirt outward into two heavy mounds, with alluring flashes of skin barely visible through the buttons.

That bust looked at least like a D cup, maybe an E cup. It wasn't enormous, but it was definitely a pair of generous, heavy breasts.

Her lower half was wrapped in a dark blue pleated miniskirt that barely covered her full peach-shaped ass. Most eye-catching of all were the black sheer tights hugging her lower body, making her black-stockinged hips and long legs faintly visible.

Every curve was tightly outlined by the stockings, gleaming alluringly in the sunlight.

Her black hair flowed down like a waterfall to her waist, the ends slightly curled, adding a touch of sultry charm.

She wore a playful rabbit-ear hair clip on her head, two long black rabbit ears standing upright and framing her delicate oval face.

Beneath her thick lashes were eyes that seemed to speak. Her nose bridge was high, and as her gaze shifted, it carried the seductive aura unique to an adult woman. Her red lips parted slightly, and a faint smile hung at the corners.

"Yongze, perfect timing. The coffee's here. I was just thinking of taking it down to the underground pool," she said.

Her voice was sweet and pleasant, carrying deep affection and a trace of deliberate intent that was hard to miss.

"This is your favorite vanilla latte. I bought it specially for you," she said with a bright smile, taking out a cup of fragrant coffee and handing it over.

My cousin accepted the coffee, his face full of warmth.

"Thanks, Tingting. You've really gone out of your way," he said.

"It's nothing. That's what I'm supposed to do as your assistant. I should take good care of you all, especially you," she said. Then she smiled again, took out a peppermint chocolate drink for Ling Yongxuan and an iced Americano for Meng Qiqi, and finally looked at me in confusion.

"And this is?"

"Oh, Tingting, let me introduce you. This is my cousin Li Xia, from my second aunt's family. Big brother, this is my girlfriend, Yi Tingting. She's a senior from the neighboring university and is working here as an intern teaching assistant right now."

"Hmph -"

As soon as my cousin finished the introduction, I felt a little surprised. So my cousin had landed himself an upperclassman girlfriend?

But before I could react, the busty petite woman beside him, Meng Qiqi, ground her little fangs in annoyance, her palm-sized pure little face showing a flash of displeasure. Sure enough, childhood sweetness couldn't beat a sudden arrival.

"Cousin, perfect timing. Have some coffee," the sexy senior said without a care, stepping closer to hand me a cup, then naturally moving to Ling Yongze's right side and clinging to his arm as well, as if staking her claim.

In an instant, there stood in a row before me a sunny, athletic busty girl, a seductive black-stockings senior, and a petite, innocent-looking beauty with a voluptuous figure.

Three beauties with completely different styles, each with her own unique charm, like spring flowers and autumn chrysanthemums refusing to yield to one another. But for now, they had nothing to do with me. I was just passing by.

"Thanks. That's really too kind," I said, looking at the coffee in my hand with a faint smile.

"But from now on, should I call you senior, or should I call you my little sister-in-law?"

"Either works, of course. Even if you call me sister-in-law, I wouldn't mind. Who told me I like my Yongze so much? You're his big brother, so of course you're my big brother too. By the way, you're Teacher Liu's child, right?"

"We're all Teacher Liu's children," my cousin cut in, making everyone burst out laughing, and the streets inside and outside the campus were suddenly filled with cheerful energy.

"Hee-hee, you're Teacher Liu Ruoyun's son, right?"

She wrapped herself intimately around Ling Yongze, tilted her head slightly, and leaned on his shoulder, one hand gently stroking his arm as if confirming this real and sweet relationship.

My cousin then slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her even tighter into his embrace. He really did look like he was in love.

"Yeah -"

"Ah, that makes sense. I often hear Teacher Liu talking about you in the sports department. I'm a fitness-dance specialty student, and meeting you today, you really do look energetic. I'll be working here as an intern teaching assistant this year, so please take good care of me," she said.

"Thank you for the compliment. No way, no way," I said, glancing quickly at her beautiful figure, especially the lower half wrapped in black tights, faintly visible beneath the skirt.

Mm - she really was fit. But if my mom had mentioned me, that probably couldn't be right, could it? Thinking of my mother's usual stern expression, my heart lurched again.

"Ding-ling-ling -"

"Ding-ling-ling -"

"Ding-ling-ling -"

The bell for the afternoon class rang.

"Little brother, little sister, little miss, senior, I'm off to class. Talk later if I get the chance," I said.

"Mm. Got it, big brother" "Bye, cousin -" "Bye -" "-"

After saying goodbye to everyone, I jogged all the way toward Teaching Building C. Two minutes later, I was back in class. After stepping into the classroom and greeting a few childhood friends, I quickly made my way to the seat at the very back by the window - my throne.

The big fat guy in front of me saw me and immediately turned around. He looked a bit simple-minded, a big guy over 165 centimeters tall, named Li Kai. We got along pretty well, so he counted as a good bro too.

"Boss, I subscribed to another great channel yesterday. Ninety bucks a month, but it's good value. That streamer is insane," he said.

"That guy's fatter than me, looks exactly like a black wild boar. He sponsored a college-age cosplay girl, and in three days he had the whole thing covered. He even said he plans to get her pregnant within a month. So freaking enviable. Tonight I'll give you my member account. Fair, right?"

"Thanks, fatty."

If this had been the old me, I might have been a little interested, but now that I was already doing the real thing, I wasn't that curious anymore. Still, I had to support my friend's scene.

"What are you being polite for? We're bros."

After a few simple words, he turned back around, and just then our history teacher, Shi Yuliang, walked in holding his notebook.

"Class," he said after setting his things on the lectern. Though he was already past thirty, his face still carried a youthful air, and his small eyes always seemed to be smiling.

He wore a light blue denim shirt on top, the collar slightly open to reveal a plain white T-shirt underneath.

On the bottom, he paired it with dark straight-cut jeans and white sneakers, looking relaxed and easygoing, making him seem even younger than Li Kai, who had just become an adult.

"Stand up -" "Hello, teacher -"

"Hello, everyone. Sit down."

"Students."

As soon as class began, the history teacher sat down directly.

"The knowledge you need for the college entrance exam has long since been covered. If you feel your score isn't high enough, study on your own."

"If you have questions, you can come ask me. Of course, I'd prefer you ask the study rep and the class representative during break time. If you think you're already set, find something to do on your own. I have only one requirement: don't make noise."

With that, he opened a game and started playing happily. The class was already used to it, so everyone conscientiously did their own thing. With nothing else to do, I quietly walked up. As expected of a history teacher, he was happily slaughtering the soldiers of Athens.

"Ding-ling-ling -"

"Ding-ling-ling -"

"Ding-ling-ling -"

"Class dismissed."

I idly played on my phone for a while and sent the goddess teacher a few flirty WeChat messages. Before I knew it, two periods had slipped by, and today's classes were completely over.

I looked up and, damn it, the bell hadn't even finished ringing before the teacher was already gone. He'd probably slipped off somewhere to play games again.

After all, the full 4090 rig he had built for the summer had been sold off at half price by his wife, English teacher Lin Xiaoying, so now he could only sneak in a little gaming whenever he had time at school.

As for how I knew that so clearly, well, that was because the rig had been sold to me.

"Bro, where are you headed? Want to come with me to the yoga room entrance and watch them practice? You have no idea how lethal those yoga pants are. Everything underneath shows so clearly you can even see the seam."

"You go on ahead. My body feels like it's about to rust over. I'm going to go shoot around for a bit."

"All right then."

Fatty Li shot me a look that said, You little punk, you're impossible to drag along.

By then, more than half the class had already left. For a school that prided itself on exploring democracy and freedom, letting out at 4:10 in the afternoon was perfectly normal, right?

Then I wandered around campus, kept trying to log into the game, and it actually told me that, in order to stay in step with the other schools, the server wouldn't open until six.

"Fine."

I took a gloomy lap around campus. By then the whole place was occupied, and only the baseball field still had any open space.

"Baseball it is then."

Even though I really wanted to see the buff Teacher Shen, I still tried my best not to bother her during class. So, with the crack of bats and balls echoing around me, I played until after five, and then everyone went their separate ways, each heading home.

"Teacher Shen, I'm heading home. Love you. See you tonight."

After I left the school gate, I sent Shen Bingning a WeChat message, and for some reason my mood was even a little nervous.

"Whoosh--"

After about three or four minutes, she replied.

"Got it."

Fine. I couldn't tell whether I should be happy or disappointed, but at least she'd replied, so that counted as progress.

I strolled through the old-fashioned district, drifting past the crowds of tourists, and in just two minutes I reached Beichen University's west gate, a classical three-bay vermilion palace gate.

"Beep--"

I scanned with face recognition, but the gate still wouldn't open.

"Hello, student. Sorry about that. The face-recognition system is having a problem. Could you show some ID, please?"

"Damn."

I rummaged around in exasperation and actually found my own ID card.

"Will this do?"

"Please come in."

The young security guard stepped aside to clear a passage, but the moment I got inside campus, I was blocked by another middle-aged woman.

"Young man, help me take two people through, will you? Fifty yuan a person."

"Damn--"

I stared speechlessly at the ticket-scalper auntie. What a joke. I just walked off at a brisk pace, then strolled another kilometer or so before finally getting back to the old faculty dorm building in the northeast corner.

"Dad, Mom, sis, I'm back!"

By the time I got to the third floor and opened the door, the moment I stepped inside, a wave of fragrance hit me.

Our place was an old apartment, but the space was pretty decent, a little over a hundred square meters.

It was a three-bedroom, one-living-room unit with a full renovation. It looked pretty nice. My parents had one room, my sister had one room, and another room had been turned into a study. At night I slept there, and during the day Dad used it.

"You're back? Go wash your hands. Dinner's almost ready."

A lean figure poked out from the kitchen. It was my father, Li Qingge, forty-four this year, a polymer professor at Beichen University.

He wasn't a broad-shouldered man, but carried the lean build of a scholar.

A pair of glasses sat on his straight nose, and his hair was combed neatly into place. He looked calm and restrained, but at the moment he'd already taken off his long robe and was wearing an apron, busy cooking.

"Dad, what are you making? Smells amazing."

"Fish. Steamed fish, braised fish."

"Nice - I love fish. By the way, Dad, where's Mom?"

"Go wash your hands first. Now that the term's started, all the competitions are kicking off too. Your mom's been working overtime these past few days and running herself ragged."

"Got it, Dad."

I headed straight for the bathroom, and from my sister's room I heard a fierce creaking racket.

"Creak-- creak-- creak-- creak-- creak-- creak-- creak-- creak-- creak-- creak-- creak--"

"Creak-- creak-- creak-- creak-- creak-- creak-- creak-- creak-- creak-- creak-- creak--"

"Could it be...?"

With that thought in mind, I pushed the door open and took a look.

In the minimalist bedroom, the extra-long, extra-wide single bed that had originally been placed by the window had been moved flush against the wall, while by the window, parallel to the bed, sat a black-and-yellow smart exercise bike.

Right then, a tall young woman with a model's figure was working out intensely on the seat.

Her jade-white feet in oversized white sneakers were planted on the pedals, and her absurdly long black-stockinged legs pumped furiously up and down, making the wheel spin faster and faster as her full, round, perky ass swayed left and right with the motion of her body.

Encased in black pantyhose, those two tight slabs of black-stockinged flesh rode up and down on the seat, pulling open a wicked little groove between her cheeks, so deep it looked like you could even see her little asshole wobbling along with it.

Because her frame was so tall, she and the bike together blocked the entire window.

Even with the bike seat raised all the way to the top, it still felt a little cramped.

So she had no choice but to curl those outrageously long legs up a little, looking somewhat awkward.

"Yo, Li Yaying, putting in work like that? How long you been at it?"

"Next time remember to knock, got it?"

The tall woman pedaling hard on the exercise bike said it lightly, but there was a trace of pressure in her voice.

"Got it."

I watched my sister's black-stockinged ass for a while longer, then obediently backed out. Hmph. I could let her be smug for a little while longer.

"What's up? Go tell your sister to come out for dinner."

Just as I stepped out the door, I ran into Dad again.

"Right away."

I retraced my steps once more.

"Sis, dinner's ready."

"You two eat first. I'm dieting lately."

"Okay then."

Just like that, Dad and I had a warm all-fish feast. I washed the dishes, took out the trash, and by the time I looked at the clock it was a little after six.

"Log in, log in."

Back in the study, there was no denying it was a study: stacks upon stacks of books rose from the floor all the way to the ceiling, and even the bed I slept on was just a plank laid over a pile of books.

I shoved the books on the bed aside to make some room and lay down, and the next second I was inside the game.