Minors are not allowed - scene description practice

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I remember studying Haruki Murakami in high school with a not-so-simple motivation, because young and vigorous boys always have to find an outlet for their hormones. But when I finally read Haruki Murakami's novels in college, I realized that sexual descriptions are not simply a gimmick to attract readers. Sex is a means of expressing emotions, a special breakthrough in distorting complex life, a ritual of some mysterious religion, and so on. People and sex are always intertwined, and the abundance of libido determines the state of a person. At the beginning of my practice writing, I chose to start with sex scene descriptions. Because it is naked and direct, just like the depiction of the human body from divinity to humanity in the Renaissance, it reflects our original desire.

Ali, my cousin and me

When will your lower body rise?

Seeing the white legs all over the street in summer, or the bra looming behind the light clothes, or the panting and naked actress in the small movie.

But this moment. I got a bone stuck in my penis.

Through the hole in the wall, I saw my cousin and Ali hugging each other, their hands tugging at each other's bodies, and gradually scratching each other's backs; they exchanged kisses, and gradually entwined their tongues. The cousin's hand came up from Ali's waist, brushed her sweaty and lustful back, and reached into her hair. My cousin grabbed Ali's hair and buried Ali's head in her chest.

Ali, like a beast that hasn't eaten for a long time, opened her mouth and kissed her cousin's chest greedily. Ali's lips clamped one of her cousin's nipples, and she took a big bite, as if she was going to eat her cousin. I was stunned, watching everything, and tried to restrain my trembling body. But my panties were a little sticky. Ali blocked her cousin's slender waist with one hand, and stretched her other hand between her two strands. At this moment, my world seemed to stand still. Just as Ali's thumb pressed against her cousin's clitoris through her labia, I definitely heard a faint moan.

The moan was so faint, but it thumped my eardrums through the hole. The bones in my crotch also shook. The moan grew louder and my eyes widened.

The rhythm of the cousin's moan matched the rhythm of Ali's thumb rubbing her cousin's clit clockwise. The faster Ali went, the faster my cousin moaned and the faster my heart beat. At this moment, Ali, my cousin and I seemed to be involved in desire.

Ali looked up at her cousin, who smiled charmingly at the hole. My heart seemed to hit the ground from a heightened height. Did Ali find me?

But Ali didn't stop, she lowered her head and kissed all the way down from her cousin's chest, all the way to her cousin's labia. Ali licked, sucked, bit. And my heart, which had hit the ground, started shaking, as if it had been electrocuted.

Cousin held Ali's head and pressed Ali on the bed. The cousin split the thin legs with scissors, and Ali also split it. They slapped each other's asses together. I've never seen my cousin's peach-colored face with such a debauched smile.

They rubbed each other, groaning and calling each other's names.

At this moment my crotch was still unbearably swollen. While moaning, Ali's eyes seemed to meet mine through that tiny hole. I looked at Ali, unbuttoned my trouser pocket, clenched my trembling forehead, and began to gasp deeply with the friction and sound of Ali and my cousin.