MY COUSIN AND MY BROTHER FUCK ME

My name is Florida; I am a student in the seventh grade and I am 16 years old. Since I was little, my mother divorced my father. At that time, I was only six years old. Until now, I can't help but wonder why my mother made such a brutal decision. And besides, I can't say who chose this decision. Between my father and my mother, who would have chosen the divorce? I can't explain it. Still, I never have the courage to ask my father why he divorced my mother. And dear readers, I have to tell you in this first chapter that, since my mother picked up her luggage and left my father, I have never seen her anywhere. Maybe now that I've grown up, we'd outgrow each other on the way. Maybe she would recognize me because, mothers never misunderstand their offspring; I think.

Let me introduce you to my mother. My mother, she is a fighting woman; she is of a size that influences a lot; in terms of beauty, let's not talk about it; she is too beautiful. I inherited from her, the beauty aspect. Yes, I am very beautiful; it is not myself who says it! This is what many of my classmates, including my teachers, have told me. You will agree with me, dear readers, that it is especially with very beautiful and pretty women that men often have the desire to be erotic!

I had even forgotten to tell you my size and shape.

That's right! I also inherited this gigantic size from my mother! I am a very giant woman and that's why, when many people see me, they never believe in my age. For many people, I am already a young girl in my twenties, but it is my build that says the opposite of who I am. I was not the only child my mother gave birth to before she broke off the marriage with my father. I have an older brother named Stephan.

Stephan was nine years old while I was six. There was a gap of three years between him and me. Stephan is also a cute boy. His beauty has already attracted the beautiful girls of our school to him several times. You know what happens when you are light-skinned and still pretty and handsome!

Stephan is therefore, with his beauty, the friend of almost all the girls in our school. My girlfriends, every second they see me in his company, keep on asking me if Stephan had a girlfriend. I always answered NO. Because it is this negative sentence that will solve this story. And that's why I never got tired of answering NO.

Dad, considering Stephan to be tall and old, had separated our rooms. So instead of Stephan and I continuing to live in the same room, he now had his own room and I had my own room. Since Dad had separated our rooms, my brother and I only saw each other in the living room or in the courtyard or in the dining room. Everything stopped at those three places.

Before I continue with my story, let me warn you that every vacation season we always have a visit from Joslius, my cousin.

Joslius is my aunt's child and since we are in Cotonou, the big city of Benin and at the same time the economic capital, Joslius used to come every vacation season to spend his beautiful moments with us.

Joslius is also a handsome guy, nice and cute like Stephan, my brother. It is to believe that in my family, there are only beautiful people.

Joslius is actually a young man that I like very much. I admire him too much especially because of his calmness. He never likes noise. He is shy and always quiet. I especially admire his good looks and especially when he smiles. Often, I make the effort not to imagine myself in bed with him because, there are moments when I am dying for him.

Yes, the hairs on his chest are very appealing to me and I discreetly bite my lips for fear of not showing him what I felt for him.

Joslius was in his early twenties. He was a senior in high school at the time of the vacations. This meant that he was soon to be placed on the list of students that the universities were training for unemployment. What happened one day?

This is where my story wants to start! Read me carefully and above all, don't get a hard-on!