I took my brother-in-law's place in serving my sister.

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I'm
Zhang Weicheng, living in Taichung. I'm 21 years old. After graduating high school, I didn't get into university, so I enlisted in the army at 19. After my discharge, encouraged by my parents, and also because they thought I should get a diploma to make it easier to find a job, I went to Taipei. I attended cram school during the day and stayed at my sister's house at night.

My sister's name is Zhang Jiawen, and she's 27 years old. She's always been quiet and gentle, and her appearance is quite charming. After graduating from junior college, she worked as an accountant in a private company. She's about 160 centimeters tall, with long hair, fair skin, a 34C bust, long legs, and a shapely bottom—a figure that many women dream of. My sister always wears a suit to work, exuding femininity that always fascinates me.

When I was little, I always clung to her side; she often called me her shadow. As time passed, my sister went to work in Taipei three years ago, and we saw each other less often. Plus, I went to serve in the military, so we didn't see each other for a while. But I believe our relationship won't grow distant because of this. My sister married my brother-in-law a year ago. Because his company recently set up a factory in mainland China, he often travels there, leaving my sister alone at home. Therefore, my parents hope that I can be near my sister and be supervised, while my brother-in-law also hopes I can keep her company and provide support.

That day happened to be Sunday, and I went out with some classmates. We were originally going to Heping Island in Keelung, but because of the rain, we came back early, around 4 pm. When I got home, I didn't see anyone, so I went back to my room to sleep. I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up it was already eight o'clock in the evening. I felt thirsty, so I went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, grabbed a soda, and gulped it down. Just then, I heard noises coming from my sister's room. My first thought was a burglar, so I grabbed a stick and quietly walked to my sister's bedroom door. I heard bursts of laughter from inside, from a man and a woman... I pressed my ear against the door to listen.

It turned out to be my brother-in-law coming home. He said, "Honey, did you miss me?"

"Of course I did, honey! Don't keep touching me like that. Did you mess around with other women in mainland China?" my sister said coquettishly.

"Of course not, all I think about is your body, your breasts, your slender waist, your lower body..."

At this moment, I was a little curious, so I lay on the floor and looked through the crack in the door into my sister's room. I saw my sister sitting naked on the bed, while my brother-in-law lay on his back on the bed. Their lower bodies were connected. My brother-in-law held my sister's firm, bamboo shoot-like breasts in his hands and stroked them up and down. My sister was moaning continuously: "Oh...husband...is...so...good...faster...faster...harder...ah...ah...I...am...almost...orgasm..." My sister's buttocks were swaying back and forth.

After a while, my brother-in-law flipped me over, pinning my sister beneath him. He lifted her snow-white buttocks and raised her legs to his shoulders, forcefully pounding his penis against her genitals. Her vulva, covered in dark pubic hair, glowed with a rosy hue after a hundred or two thrusts. My brother-in-law's pace quickened, and finally, with a series of spasms, they held each other tightly, panting.

For someone with absolutely no sexual experience like myself, witnessing such a scene for the first time was a shock that lingered for a long time. I got up and quickly returned to my room. Lying on the bed, my sister's beautiful body kept flashing through my mind: her firm breasts, her pink, baby-like nipples, her snow-white buttocks, and her fair, moon-like skin. My hand involuntarily gripped my erect penis, stroking it up and down relentlessly. My mind raced, imagining my sister—the dignified, virtuous, and beautiful woman by day; the woman who, at night, was like a seductive, wanton harlot in bed. My hand moved faster and faster, and finally, after wave after wave of tingling sensations, my glans ejaculated thick, sticky white semen. A

few days later, my brother-in-law went on a business trip to mainland China again, and I began to observe my sister's daily routine. She went to work at 8:30 am, returned home at 5:30 pm, had dinner, and showered at 8 pm. After showering, she always liked to brew a cup of herbal tea, watch TV, and chat on the phone with friends. She went to bed around 10 pm every day; my sister always said that sleep was a woman's best beauty treatment. I always showered after my sister, so I could find her underwear in the bathroom, smell the lingering scent of her breasts. At that moment, my penis would quickly become erect. I would pick up the underwear and masturbate, ejaculating every day to satisfy my urges.

As my desire grew, underwear was no longer enough: I needed to penetrate my sister's vagina to satisfy my lust, just once, I always thought. But on the other hand, I was always bound by moral principles; reason told me I couldn't do such a thing to my sister.

As the days passed, the flame of desire burned little by little within me. Furthermore, because I saw many pornographic pictures and incestuous articles on pornographic websites, and because it was summer, my sister liked to wear sleeveless t-shirts and super short hot pants at home. Sometimes, without realizing it, I would see her beautiful, full, and perky breasts under her t-shirts, and the color of her underwear under her hot pants. This further aroused the desires deep within me.

Faced with such an impact, I began to plan how to obtain my sister's beautiful body, and finally I thought of a way. That is, when my sister is not paying attention, I will add sleeping pills to herbal tea, and when the drug takes effect, I can enjoy my sister's graceful, beautiful, and fair body at will. So, I found some sleeping pills, ground them into powder, dissolved them in water, and put them in a small bottle, waiting for the right day.

That night, the opportunity finally came. While my sister was in the bathroom, I secretly poured the sleeping pills from the small bottle into her tea. When she returned, I pretended to be nonchalant and continued watching TV. The clock in the living room showed 8:50. My sister was on the phone while drinking the tea I had laced with sleeping pills. My heart was pounding with anxiety. I

got up and pretended to tell my sister I was going back to my room to read. I went back to my room, opened the door a crack, and secretly observed my sister's every move in the living room. At 9:40, my sister started yawning repeatedly. I glanced at the cup of herbal tea on the table; it was completely empty. She turned off the TV and, still sleepy, went back to her room to sleep. I planned to sneak into her room after she was sound asleep. I went back to bed, suppressing my rising lust, imagining that I would soon possess my sister's full, feminine body.

Around 11:00, I got out of bed, thinking my sister should be fast asleep by now. I grabbed a large towel from the wardrobe and quietly left my room. When I reached my sister's door, just to be safe, I knocked first. After twenty seconds, seeing that she didn't answer, I took out the key I had secretly prepared for her room from my shorts and inserted it into the keyhole.

With a click, the lock opened. I gently turned the latch and saw through the crack that my sister was fast asleep with her eyes closed. I quickly slipped into the room, gently closed the door, and tiptoed to the bedside. Moonlight streamed in like silver powder, and only the hum of the air conditioner filled the room.

I gently pulled the blanket aside; my sister was wearing a pink silk nightgown. I was standing at the foot of her bed. I quietly climbed onto the bed, spread my sister's legs about thirty degrees apart, and pulled her pink silk nightgown down to her stomach. Her pinkish-orange lace panties came into view, the bottom of which covered her full mons pubis.

I knelt between her legs, my hands reaching through the pink silk nightgown to her full, soft 34C breasts. I caressed her firm, pointed breasts repeatedly, the sensation causing my penis to stand erect. Seeing that my sister wouldn't wake up, I grew bolder.

After a while, I lifted my sister's hips, pulling her pink silk nightgown up to her collarbone, revealing her perfectly shaped breasts. I leaned down and pressed my face to her alluring breasts, circling and sucking her right nipple, which was as pink as a baby's. My left hand gently caressed her left breast, while my right hand slipped inside her pinkish-orange lace panties, playing with her most private and forbidden area. I greedily played with my sister's beautiful, womanly body, my nose filled with the fragrance of her skin, which carried the scent of milk.

Then I lifted myself up, placing my hands on either side of her lace panties, and pulled them down along her thighs and calves. Then I saw thick, glossy black pubic hair above her mons pubis, and two bright red labia wrapped around her full vulva, exuding feminine charm. Perhaps because she hadn't given birth yet, her vagina was still very tight and full. I pressed my middle finger against her vulva and moved it back and forth, then gently parted her labia with my fingers, and then licked her clitoris incessantly with my tongue!

"Mmm...oh...oh...ah!" At this moment, my sister let out a low moan. I lifted my sister's buttocks, then spread her legs in an M-shape, and laid a large towel under her buttocks. I pressed the tip of my penis against her labia and slowly slid it into her warm vagina.

"Oh...so good!" My penis was inserted into my sister's vagina, and I cried out ecstatically. I thrust my hips in and out, my glans plunging deeper and deeper into my sister's uterus... I think I thrust fifty or sixty times.

"Mmm... good sister... I love your pussy so much... ah... mmm... I love you..." My glans felt a tingling, numbing sensation... with a gurgling sound, my semen shot deep into my sister's vagina. I lay panting on top of my sister, unable to control myself for a long time. After a while, I slid my limp penis out, and when I saw my thick, sticky, white semen slowly flowing out of my sister's vagina, I was incredibly excited!

After cleaning up the semen, gazing at my sister's snow-white body, my penis involuntarily hardened again. I lifted my sister's legs onto my shoulders, exposing her plump, pert buttocks completely. I forcefully thrust my penis into her vagina.

"Ah..." My sister shuddered and exhaled.

"Ah...ah..." Gradually, my sister cried out in rhythm with my thrusts. Her breasts swayed up and down in circles with the movement of my hips.

"Ah...it itches...mmm...ah..." I inserted my penis into the mature woman's vagina, and my sister seemed to be enjoying the pleasure of intercourse. I worked even harder to cultivate this precious land, the small vaginal opening filled with warm, wet fluid.

"Hmph...good sister...I love your little pussy so much...ah...ah..." I enjoyed the pleasure my sister's vagina gave me.

"Ah...no...husband..." My sister thought she was having sex with my brother-in-law, but she never expected it to be me, right? Her disheveled long hair, her wanton expression, her swaying hips, and her full breasts—all of this aroused me immensely. My sister's figure was just too good! Every time I penetrated her, I felt like I wanted to die inside her pussy.

I lay on top of her, my waist rubbing against her lower body, making "slap...slap...slap..." sounds. Her love juices made my penis wet, and I inserted my penis into my sister's vagina, all the way to her cervix! Then I began to thrust forcefully back and forth, piercing her bones again and again with a resounding crack, making her whole body almost melt...

"Ah...ah...no..." Her moans, like cries, echoed throughout the bedroom.

"What a beautiful cunt!" I praised as I thrust harder.

"Ah...no...ah...oh..." I was aroused by my sister's involuntary moans and worked even harder, while she was oblivious, lost in the pleasure of being fucked. Her vagina contracted abnormally, her vagina gripping me uncomfortably, her uterus clenching tightly around my penis, preventing me from pulling out. My sister's body tensed, as if she were having a cramp.

"Ah...I'm going to die..." Hot, scalding vaginal fluid gushed out of my sister's vagina. I felt a burning sensation on my glans, my mind went blank, and my body convulsed. I hugged my sister tightly, thrusting my penis as deep as possible into her vagina, a stream of hot semen shooting into her uterus.

I relaxed completely, lying on my sister's alluring body, panting and resting with my eyes closed. After a while, when I came to my senses and checked the time, it was already 1 a.m. I had actually raped my sister for two hours! Ah! I absolutely can't let my sister know. At the time, I just wanted to wipe myself clean after the semen flowed out, but my sister's alluring, smooth vulva was bruised and red from my rape. I was incredibly excited when I saw my milky white semen slowly flowing out of my sister's vagina! After cleaning up the semen, I put my sister's clothes back on, covered her with the blanket, and went back to my room, still reliving the experience of raping her.

The next day, I ate breakfast as usual, but my sister looked strange. I wondered if she already knew she had been raped. I pretended to go to the bathroom to urinate and looked at my sister's underwear from the night before. Oh no! There was still semen left! I was doomed! What should I do? I had to deny it to the death! I ate breakfast hastily and rushed out to my tutoring class.

Ever since that night I drugged and raped my sister, the atmosphere at home had become strange for a while. My sister seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally keeping her distance from me. Did she know I drugged and raped her? What should I do? But my sister seemed completely unfazed. A series of questions left me unsure how to face her.

My mock exam scores had dropped, and when my sister asked me what was wrong, I could only manage a bitter smile, unsure how to answer her. I realized I had unconsciously fallen in love with my sister, not because of lust, but because of her gentle and virtuous nature, and her unwavering care.

I began to feel jealous of my brother-in-law, who had married such a wonderful woman, leaving my sister alone in her empty house. I started to feel guilty towards my sister; I had actually used despicable means to seduce the woman I loved so deeply—it was truly wrong of me! Afterwards, I began to study diligently, preparing for university entrance exams. My sister seemed to sense my change, often reminding me to take care of my health, not to overwork myself, to have proper rest, and not to put too much pressure on myself. We returned to our old relationship, and our feelings were back to what they were... no, even better than before.

Two months later, on a Saturday afternoon, as autumn was approaching, my sister suddenly dragged me to the hair salon. She wanted my advice; she wanted a hairstyle that was easier to manage. At the salon, my sister and the female stylist were busy picking and choosing, each offering their own opinions. I had no say in the matter; no wonder people say, "Three women are like a marketplace." I picked out a magazine, sat in a corner, and read. Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep until someone shook me awake.

"Sleepyhead, get up!" I rubbed my eyes and checked my watch; more than two hours had passed. I stretched, and as I regained my composure, a sudden light flashed before my eyes. Standing before me was a pretty girl with short hair, bright, expressive eyes, radiating youthful energy. Today, she wore a light blue, sleeveless, round-neck dress that accentuated her beautiful figure. She seemed like a completely different person; I couldn't help but admire the designer's magical touch. I stared at her blankly for a long time…

"Doesn't it look good?" she asked with a smile.

"No, it looks great!" I looked at her with surprise.

"Then what's wrong? You don't seem quite…" she asked, puzzled.

"I'm so surprised! I never imagined you'd become so… different!" I tried to express my feelings with adjectives.

"Actually, I should say it's a different kind of charm, a different feeling! In short, younger and more beautiful!" I thought for a long time before finally saying it.

"I thought it wouldn't look good, and I was so worried," the older sister said with a satisfied smile.

At that moment, a confident gleam shone in my sister's eyes, accompanied by a strange look. We left the hair salon and got into my sister's car, her mouth watering as she complained of being hungry. We drove towards Beitou and Yangmingshan. We found a restaurant and ate our fill, only to discover afterward that the restaurant had a hot spring bath.

My sister suggested we soak in the hot spring before heading home, so she went to the car to get two large towels. Back at the restaurant, the waiter led us to the bathhouse behind the restaurant, which consisted of individual cubicles. It was a weekend, and the place was almost full. We finally saw a couple finish their bath and come out. The attendant urged us to hurry in. My sister and I exchanged awkward glances and stood there motionless.

"You two hurry in, or you don't know how long you'll have to wait," the attendant said, pushing us from behind.

In no time, we were at the door of a small room. "Sir, Madam, I'm sorry it's so crowded today. Each bathhouse has a 50-minute time limit. Please follow the rules. I'll knock on your door after 40 minutes. Have a good time, thank you!" He then closed the door.

"Please lock the door," the attendant said before leaving.

The air was thick with the smell of sulfur. The small room contained only a tiny bathtub, roughly large enough for two people, and two small plastic stools. There were hooks on either side of the wall. In the dim light, I saw my sister's flushed face.

"The waiter was really something, mistaking us for a couple. He just doesn't understand the situation," my sister said first.

"It's because you got such a youthful haircut; no wonder the waiter mistook us for a young couple."

"Do you really think so? I'm naturally young, and it's not my fault," my sister said sweetly.

"So what do we do now?" I asked.

"Let me think... how about we take off our clothes back to back, rinse ourselves clean, and then go into the bath together?"

My sister actually came up with this idea. I couldn't think of a better one for a moment, so I had to do as she said. So we took off our clothes one by one, back to back. We sat down and used ladles to wash ourselves clean, and then we went into the bath together, back to back. As my sister's smooth skin rubbed against my body, my little brother slowly began to swell.

"Hey, let me scrub your back!"

my sister said, turning around to wash me. Oh! It felt so good. My sister's delicate hands were rubbing my back back and forth, making my swollen, hard penis want to crawl into a hole to extinguish my burning lust. I couldn't help but recall the scene of drugging and raping my sister last time.

After washing me, my sister turned her body back: "Hey, it's your turn to help me."

At this moment, I turned around, my hands stroking my sister's smooth skin.

"Mmm...mmm..." my sister moaned softly, panting.

My mind was filled with images of my sister's beautiful body, her perky breasts, her pink nipples like a baby's, her snow-white buttocks, and her fair, moon-like skin. I closed my eyes, captivated by the thick, glossy black pubic hair above her mons pubis, her two bright red labia enveloping her full vulva.

Suddenly, my sister spoke, "Two months ago, one night, didn't you sneak into my room...?"

My heart skipped a beat. Could it be... that my sister already knew? I feigned composure and remained silent; time seemed to stand still. My heart pounded as if it would burst out of my chest. Dozens, hundreds, even thousands of lies flashed through my mind, but I couldn't seem to find a perfect one. I

silently screamed, "I'm doomed!!!"

Wait a minute! If my sister knew I had raped her, why didn't she expose me then? Why didn't she wait so long to say it? And why did she wait until now, when we were both naked and bathing together...? I couldn't understand it, and I didn't want to think about it. "Fine, I'll see what my sister has to say!"

My sister slowly turned her snow-white naked body around, which appeared even whiter in the dim light. My hand accidentally touched her soft breasts, and I quickly pulled my hands back. My sister and I looked at each other in silence. She seemed to have something to say to me; after a while, she finally spoke.

"Actually... I know everything you did to me that night," my sister said expressionlessly.

I couldn't read my sister's mind from her face, so I felt a little guilty. But since I had no evidence, I figured I might as well deny it outright. Having made up my mind, I calmly said, "What is it, sister? I don't understand what you're saying!"

"You know best what you've done. Don't rush to deny it; I won't wrong you!"

"What have I done… explain yourself clearly! I don't know what you're talking about." I answered, forcing a smile, but my heart was already pounding.

"Don't think I'm stupid. Women's minds are delicate and sensitive, and besides, I have solid evidence." My sister replied coldly.

"What evidence! Show it to me!" Actually, I was trembling with fear, stammering incoherently.

"Even though you wiped my body, there's still... on my pinkish-orange underwear..." My sister seemed unable to say the word "semen," her face flushed as she looked at me.

"I took it to my classmate who works at the hospital and asked her to get it tested. It turned out to be semen." My sister's face seemed angry.

Now I understood. I couldn't say a word, like a child who had done something wrong, head bowed in silence. I could only wait for my sister to decide what to do with me; I thought she probably wouldn't forgive me! So be it; I don't know where I got the courage from, but before my sister could speak, I blurted out words that even I didn't know the consequences of.

"Sister, from the day I moved into your house, I finally understood why I've never had a girlfriend; it's because I truly love you! I only recently realized this, but you're already married, while I'm still that little brother who will never grow up in your eyes. Several times, I've dreamt of being with you, imagining you as my beautiful lover, but that's just wishful thinking on my part." My sister listened calmly as I spoke my heart, her expression shifting from anger and surprise to deep thought.

"Then you can't secretly drug me and force yourself on me while I'm unconscious! Don't you know that's rape and incest? Aren't you afraid I'll call the police?" my sister said angrily.

"Jealousy made me lose my reason and morality. When I accidentally saw you and your brother-in-law making love passionately, I couldn't control the desire in my heart. I just wanted to cherish the woman I love most. You can blame me for being infatuated with you, but I wasn't toying with you. When I made love with you, it was like the sweetness between lovers, but back in reality, it was a crime that society wouldn't tolerate." "

When did you see me and your brother-in-law making love?" The older sister blushed and opened her watery eyes wide.

"When my brother-in-law came back last time, I was supposed to go to Keelung, but because it was raining, I went home early at four in the afternoon to sleep. But I saw you and your brother-in-law..."

"We thought you would come back late, we didn't expect..." The older sister probably remembered the passionate scene with her brother-in-law that day, but I saw her beautiful body, like a private sex scene in an adult film. She couldn't help but lower her head shyly.

Seeing that my sister seemed to have stopped being angry and had forgiven me, I felt a great sense of relief. After all, I am just a mortal. In this small room, there was such a beautiful naked woman. Although my sister's body below the collarbone was immersed in the hot spring, and I couldn't see her whole body clearly, I was someone who had been intimate with my sister. Everything about her body was imprinted in my mind, and my penis quietly became erect.

The sound of a waiter knocking on the small room door pulled us back to reality. With ten minutes left, my sister and I stood up from the hot spring pool at the same time. The hot spring water cascaded over our naked bodies. My erect penis pressed against my sister's stomach. Because I'm about ten centimeters taller than her, I reflexively looked down, and my sister did the same. My sister saw my penis, which was probably five or six inches long, and I could just see her 34C breasts.

"Hurry up and get dressed, let's go home quickly."

"Okay!" I grabbed a large towel to dry myself and quickly put on my clothes.

Then, my sister, blushing, awkwardly left the bath, wrapped in a large towel, and dressed herself. After leaving the restaurant, my sister drove down Yangmingshan. I wonder what my sister thinks about my heartfelt confession? Does she not blame me? Can my usually conservative sister accept the fact that her beloved brother is being pampered? Only Western ballad music plays in the car.

"Actually..." my sister breaks the silence first.

"I didn't have anyone check that underwear."

"Then how...did you know?"

"Actually, I woke up when you ejaculated inside me. While you were cleaning up the semen you left inside, I watched your every move with half-closed eyes. I didn't know how to face my beloved younger brother. After you left my room, I didn't know if I should call the police. Later, I secretly observed you and found that your grades had plummeted because of this, and since you've already shown remorse, I forgive you for confessing."

"Sister, thank you!" I didn't dare turn my head, watching the scenery outside the window recede into the distance. The sun followed my sister and me as we headed home. When the car was about ten minutes away from home...

"Are you telling the truth?"

"You mean...what?" I answered, confused.

"Is the feeling when we have sex really that good?"

"Sister, stop joking with me!"

"I'm serious! Actually, when you drugged and raped me last time, you should have known that my body could feel things too. At first, I thought I was having sex with your brother-in-law, although it felt like a wet dream. When I woke up and found out it was you, I was angry and in pain at first. After thinking about it repeatedly for two months, I finally figured some things out recently."

"What did you figure out?"

"That is..." My sister took a deep breath and continued.

"I've realized my feelings for you are no longer the sibling affection we share. I've found myself gradually seeing you as a man; you've grown up, you're no longer my little shadow. Lately, you've been appearing in my dreams a lot."

I noticed my sister's expression was very serious.

"In your dreams...? What were we doing?"

My sister blushed and said, "What else could we be doing! Of course, we were doing... that kind of thing."

"What kind of thing! What were we doing?"

"The things lovers do, don't pretend you don't understand."

"Is it true? You really dreamed about us..."

"Yes! Yes!" My sister interrupted what I was about to say.

I finally understood what my sister was thinking deep down. I could hardly believe what I was hearing; I hadn't expected her to share the same thoughts as me. My reckless confession on the mountain had unexpectedly unlocked her deepest, most private secret—a truly unforeseen outcome. Hearing her words, I couldn't contain my excitement. I knew I should continue my pursuit and break down the last barrier in her heart.

So I said, "Sis, you don't condone incest, so why are you telling me all this?"

"I didn't condone incest either, but since marrying your brother-in-law, I've enjoyed so much happiness. It's just a pity he's been frequently traveling to mainland China for work lately and can't be with me often. Ever since that time you… even though you're my brother, my desire has been aroused day by day. I've thought about one-night stands, but the thought of doing that with a stranger is something I can't accept. Plus, your confession on the mountain just now really touched me. I think I should break off our relationship, especially since it's better for both of us."

"Sis, did I hear that right? You really don't mind having sex with me?" I replied, overjoyed.

"Rather than a stranger, I think I'd be more willing to be with you. Consider it a bargain for you, you big pervert."

After hearing my sister say this, I think she had cast aside worldly concerns. At this moment, our relationship had transformed from siblings to lovers. In the blink of an eye, our car arrived at our doorstep. My sister and I faced each other, our eyes meeting, needing no words. We both anticipated what was about to happen. We no longer resisted our feelings, both in our hearts and bodies. I looked up at the sky; the night was even more beautiful. As soon as we got home, my sister suggested I wash off the strong sulfur smell from my clothes, saying it would ruin the atmosphere. Thinking about making love with the sister I had long admired, I naturally obeyed her. I went back to my room to get my clothes and immediately went to the bathroom door. My sister was already in the bathroom, and the hot water in the bathtub was slowly rising. In the misty steam, I saw that my sister was about to take off the light blue, round-neck, sleeveless dress she was wearing today. When she saw me standing at the door, she turned around.

"Brother, come and help me unzip the back! What are you standing there for? Close the door, it's a bit cold!"

"Okay!" I closed the door and went into the bathroom behind my sister.

With a "whoosh," I unzipped the dress up to my sister's small waist. I pushed the dress aside, and the light blue dress slid down to her feet against her fair skin. I turned around to put the clothes in the laundry basket, and took off my own clothes one by one. Then I turned back and saw that my sister was only wearing a pink bra and panties. The bra was embroidered with lace, and the silk panties covered her full mons pubis. Under the light, my sister's mature and beautiful body was perfectly presented before my eyes. My strong body was naked for my sister to admire, and my penis was erect and pointing at her. My sister swallowed. The water in the bathtub was full. My sister turned around and bent down to turn off the tap. I came behind my sister.

With a "snap!", I unhooked the back of her bra, and the bra slid down her arms. My sister was startled. She clutched her bra to her chest with both hands and straightened her bent-over body. I stood behind her, my erect penis pressed against her firm buttocks. My right hand reached down along her slender waist, encircling her full breasts, while my left hand went around to her mons pubis in front of her panties. I caressed her full breasts and mons pubis with both hands, while my face was pressed against the back of her ear, licking her earlobe with the tip of my tongue. Soon, she was panting heavily, letting out soft moans.

"Mmm... Oh... Ugh..." At this moment, I moved my hard, burning-hot penis to the hollow between her two elastic buttocks, rubbing it against the bottom of her pink silk panties. Her body swayed back and forth naturally because of this wonderful touch. At this moment, my sister tried to avoid my series of attacks, twisting her body from side to side, but this only made my lust rise even higher.

"Hey, don't be in such a hurry, take a shower first!"

"Your body is so wonderful, I can't stop once I touch it."

"Are you afraid I'll run away! If you keep doing this, I won't talk to you anymore."

Hearing my sister say this, I stopped moving, and my sister took the opportunity to awkwardly escape from me, hiding behind me. I obediently listened to my sister. She was behind me, and she removed the last piece of clothing from her body. I turned around and stared at her intently. My sister seemed a little embarrassed by my gaze and quickly covered her private parts with her hands.

"Sis, how are you going to take a shower like this? I've seen you naked before."

"You dare say that, you pervert!"

"How can I do that kind of thing if I'm not a pervert..."

"You still dare to say that? I'm angry!"

My sister raised her hand to hit me, but I grabbed both hands. Looking at my sister's flushed, delicate face, I gently touched her sexy lips with my first kiss. We both shuddered simultaneously, as if struck by lightning. The feeling was so sweet; I think my sister must have felt the same way. Next, my sister came to the bathtub, and I moved closer. She picked up a ladle and splashed water on me, wetting my body. I gestured for her to give me the ladle, and I helped her wet herself. Then we lathered each other with shower gel, starting from the front and working downwards. The white foam gradually covered her body, and my greedy hands roamed over every inch of her skin. My sister also lathered me with white foam, and as her hands moved over my body, a surge of desire coursed through me. I think my sister must have felt the same way I did!

My sister closed her eyes, enjoying the constant caresses I gave her, stimulating the deepest desires within her. Finally, I placed my hands on her full breasts, and her breathing gradually quickened; she seemed to be intoxicated by the climax. Meanwhile, her hands were constantly stroking my foamy, hard-as-steel penis—it was so stimulating that I almost ejaculated.

My sister, panting, said, "Brother...brother...let...we...quickly...take...a...shower...let...quickly...go...back...to...the...room...okay...right...?"

"Okay...okay...okay...I'll...do...whatever...you...will do...do...whatever...you...will do..."

"Then...won't...you...let...go...let...go...down...hold...your...hands..."

I released her hand, and my sister seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Then we started rinsing off the soap suds from our bodies. My sister gestured for me to wait for her on her bed in her room. I dried myself off and went to my sister's room. I lay quietly on her soft, large bed, covered by a blanket filled with her feminine scent, my heart filled with anticipation. From the bathroom next door, I could hear the whirring of a hairdryer. My sister entered the room and sat down at the dressing table. She wore a light champagne-colored silk nightgown underneath, the lace hem just covering half of her snow-white thighs, and a matching nightgown over it. She reached for lotion and applied it to her face, neck, and arms; after a while, she stood up, bending her left leg and placing it on the chair. In the light, I could vaguely see her full mons pubis beneath her light blue panties.

I quietly got out of bed and walked to the opposite side of her; at that moment, she was bending over, applying lotion evenly to her right leg. As I approached, my sister raised her head, her cheeks glowing even more rosy and delicate in the lamplight; beneath her pretty short hair were bright, clear, and sparkling eyes. I had never admired my sister's face so closely before; her oval face, her slightly high nose, and her sensual lips. I was captivated. Such a beautiful woman, and I had never noticed before. If it weren't for the subtle changes in our relationship, I don't think I would have discovered how beautiful she was. The autumn night carried a slight chill, but I felt none of it in the room. Because, within that room, my sister and I, our bodies burning with passion, had already begun to ignite.

Seeing me staring at her blankly, my sister asked, "Little brother... what's wrong?" She called several times, but I didn't respond.

Seeing this, she put her right foot down, came in front of me, and tugged at my sleeve, pulling me back from my reverie. "Sister, you're so beautiful, like a fairy!"

"Really? You're not lying to me, are you? Don't tease me!"

"I'm not lying to you. I've never looked at you so closely before, and just now I had the chance to admire your beautiful face. I was so captivated by it, you should believe me!"

"Really!"

"Why would I lie to you!" My sister secretly chuckled, a satisfied smile spreading across her face.

"I never expected you to be so sweet-talking. Do you often say things like this to girls?"

"I swear to God! This is the first time I've ever said that to a girl. You can swear to God if you don't believe me..." I said, raising my right hand as if to swear.
"Okay! Okay! I believe you!" My sister raised her hand and covered my mouth. A sweet, warm current flowed into my heart. My sister blushed shyly like a young girl, lowering her head like a girl in the throes of first love.

"Do you know why I cut off all my long hair today?"

"I don't know. Why did you cut off your hair that you've kept for so long?"

"Didn't I tell you? For the past two months, I've been struggling with whether or not to tell you what's in my heart. But I was afraid you only see me as an older sister and couldn't accept the drastic change in my heart. I was afraid it was just wishful thinking on my part; so... I... I cut off my long hair. On one hand, I hope I can let go of everything from the past, and on the other hand, I hope to get your... attention..."

I gazed into my sister's expressive eyes, and thinking about her struggles these past few days, I felt a surge of tenderness. I wrapped my arms around her. Knowing that she loved me so much, I gently lifted her face and pressed my burning lips to her warm, red lips. Sweet love blossomed in our hearts; desire burned fiercely within our bodies like a raging fire; our wet tongues intertwined passionately. After a series of passionate French kisses, a suffocating feeling enveloped us; our four arms were entwined, caressing each other's burning bodies. I don't know how long it lasted before we finally separated our tightly intertwined bodies.

Holding hands, we sat down on the bed, and I pulled off the nightgown she was wearing over her shoulders. I gazed at her breasts, rising and falling with her breath through the thin-strapped silk nightgown beneath, revealed to me one by one. My sister took off my loose white t-shirt and pushed me down onto her soft bed. She got up and knelt on my lap, her firm hips swaying. She bent down and buried her head in my bare chest, teasing every cell in my body with her tongue. At the same time, she slipped her hands inside my shorts, rubbing my hard, burning penis. I involuntarily swayed my hips upwards; a little fluid leaked from the tip of my glans.

I made sounds like "Oh...oh...oh..."

I slowly moved my hands from under her neck inside her silk nightgown until they grasped her soft breasts, caressing them repeatedly.

"Oh...oh...mmm...mmm...mmm..." My sister moaned ecstatically.

Then, I straightened up and pulled off her silk nightgown from the bottom up; her full, perky breasts ignited the deepest desire within me. I wrapped my hands around her smooth back, while my mouth licked and sucked her fragrant skin; my sister pressed my head against her chest, her hair swaying back and forth and side to side with her rising emotions.

"Oh...oh...mmm...it's...it's...it's...so...comfortable...I...I'm...so...happy...my...body...can't...take...it...anymore..."

"Oh...sister...your...your...body...is...so...beautiful!"

My sister and I were like parched land receiving a downpour, timely nourishment for our parched hearts. We continuously searched and explored each other's bodies, seeking and exploring the deepest desires of the sexes. I rolled over, pinning my sister beneath me, spreading her legs with my feet. Through my shorts, my erect penis pressed against her vulva; her love juices had completely soaked through her light blue panties, making them transparent, revealing her dark mons pubis against the silk fabric. I got up and took off my shorts and panties, my raging penis standing erect; at that moment, my sister got up, reached out and grabbed it, then took it into her mouth. My penis was in my sister's mouth, being sucked and stroked incessantly with her movements.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm..."

I wanted to scream with excitement. My sister was actually giving me oral sex! I couldn't believe it. Ah! It felt so good. I had heard my fellow soldiers talk about their experiences with oral sex, and their vivid descriptions were nothing compared to what my sister was doing to me now.

This reminded me of the scandal that broke out at the White House a few years ago: Clinton and Lüvensky were in the White House office, and Lüvensky was giving Clinton oral sex; at the height of his sexual arousal, Clinton ejaculated his thick semen onto Lüvensky's suit. That image flashes through my mind right now; but later, this outfit became irrefutable evidence in Clinton's subsequent confession.

Clinton later tried to evade punishment by arguing, "Oral sex isn't sexual intercourse!"

Now, I think, if oral sex isn't sexual intercourse, then aren't all the sensations I feel now fake? I now feel that the sensation of oral sex is no less than sexual intercourse, and I feel sorry for Clinton; to exonerate himself, he actually described such a wonderful thing as irrelevant, going against his own psychological and physical feelings—how tragic!

Later, I asked my sister about it, and she said, "If she didn't truly like someone, she wouldn't want to put someone else's excrement in her mouth. That would be so embarrassing! And unhygienic!"

So I think what my sister said makes a lot of sense. Like that night when I was infatuated with my sister, if I didn't truly love her, would I put my mouth on another woman's excrement without any consideration? I don't think I could do that! I really don't understand what foreigners are thinking. My body continued to feel my sister's skillful oral sex, her tongue swirling around my glans, each rotation deepening the tingling sensation on my glans. I pulled my buttocks back, and withdrew my penis, covered in my sister's saliva, from her mouth. She seemed unsatisfied. I turned around and buried my face in the base of her thighs. Through her panties, I rubbed two fingers back and forth between her labia. My fingers were sticky with the lubricating fluid that had flowed from her vagina due to her arousal. My sister continued to hold my penis in her mouth, and every time my fingers slid down her genitals, her body would become aroused, writhing like a snake.

"Brother... ooh... oh... brother... don't... um... play... anymore... hurry... hurry..." Because she had my penis in her mouth, her words were muffled and indistinct, and I couldn't understand her at all. I turned around and knelt on the inside of my sister's thighs, raising my legs and rubbing my penis against the bottom of her underwear. My sister was lost in wave after wave of orgasms, seemingly unconscious. She quickly got up and wrapped her arms around my neck. As my upper body followed her lead, I slowly lowered myself, my hands bracing myself on the bed. Our eyes met.

When she brought her lips to my face, I wrapped my arms around her back, tightly embracing her upper body. Our lips intertwined, and I could almost feel them. The burning passion within my sister and me coursed through our bodies; at this moment, our bodies and minds were one. I had reached the peak of my sexual arousal, and if my penis didn't find a hole to penetrate, the raging lust within me would not be extinguished. I raised my buttocks, and my right hand reached under her panties, pulling them aside. I could feel that her lower body was already soaking wet. I quickly lowered my penis, pressing it against her vulva. At this moment, her labia were holding the tip of my penis. Taking advantage of her inattention, I thrust my hips down, and my penis slid halfway into her vagina. Only then did my sister realize that my burning hot penis was already inside her. She took a deep breath, her mouth agape in disbelief.

"Oh..." she cried out.

"How could you just go in like that! I wasn't ready, and I haven't even taken my underwear off yet!!"

"Sister, I couldn't hold back anymore! My little brother wants to find a place to crawl inside, otherwise it's so uncomfortable!!"

"I've never seen anyone so impatient! Who makes love while wearing underwear? That's so strange!"

"I don't care! I can't take it anymore, it's already inside, I don't want to come out!"

"Hurry up! You'll ruin my underwear."

"No...no...no, I won't listen to you!"

"You're bad...you're bad...you're the worst!"

My sister seemed a little angry, but she couldn't do anything about it because I was on top of her, holding her down tightly. She started to twist her beautiful body, but because I was stronger than her, she couldn't break free. After a while, she finally gave up struggling under me. Seeing this, I slowly slid my penis into the deepest part of her vagina. I don't know if it was because of the elastic band of her underwear, or because the inner walls of her vagina were naturally tight, but when my penis was fully inside her, the glans felt like it was being gripped, and my entire penis was tightly enveloped by her slippery, warm vagina. My penis, entering my sister's vagina, sparked like flint striking each other, igniting the deepest, most potent fire of desire within her. As my penis penetrated to the very depths of her body, her eyes suddenly widened, she gasped, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...hum...hum...hum...oh..." I began to gradually increase the speed of my hard, steel-like penis within her tight vagina; I propped myself up, and my sister's hands gripped my strong shoulders tightly. Her snow-white skin appeared even whiter under the light. My sister's firm, round, and full breasts swayed and bounced up and down with the rhythm of my increasingly rapid thrusts.

"Ah...uh...ah...oh...um...faster...faster...faster..." my sister cried out passionately as I continued to thrust into her.

"Sister...Sister...your vagina is so beautiful...ah...ah...Sister, are you comfortable...hmm...hmm..."

"Brother...you...are...making...me...so...itchy...faster...faster..."

"Really...really...really...is it...I...I'm so...comfortable...ah!"

"Brother...you...you...you...are making me...I...I...my...bones...are...all...tingle...falling...off...my...body...all...disintegrated..."

In the room, only the lewd sounds between the man and woman remained. My sister and I were passionately making love on the bed; on my sister's delicate face, with my vigorous thrusting, only a lewd smile appeared. My hips swayed more and more, and my sister's body arched, her hands reaching up to my violently swaying hips to meet the impact of my lower body.

"Slap... slap... slap... slap... slap... slap..." As the wrinkles inside my sister's vagina rubbed back and forth against the raised ring on my glans, the sounds of our intercourse grew faster and louder. The moans emanating from my sister's mouth changed from soft gasps to wanton cries. The abnormal contractions in my sister's vagina made me feel very uncomfortable; I thought she had reached orgasm. My penis also gradually became numb.

Suddenly, a gush of scalding hot vaginal fluid spurted from my sister's vagina, splashing onto my glans. Stimulated by the abnormal contractions of her vagina and the fluid, my penis tingled with pleasure, and I ejaculated my thick semen into her uterus. My penis continued to throb inside her vagina, pumping every last drop of semen deep into her body.

Overwhelmed with excitement, I thought to myself, "I have finally truly possessed my sister's body, and her tender affections! I am so happy!" I gently kissed her blushing, satisfied face. Then I pressed my cheek against my sister's flushed cheek, and gently stroked her smooth arms; I don't know how long it lasted, but my sister and I drifted off to sleep contentedly.

My name is Zhang Weicheng, I live in Taichung, and I'm twenty-one years old this year. After graduating from high school, I didn't get into university, so I enlisted in the army early at nineteen. After my discharge, encouraged by my parents, and also because they felt I should get a diploma to make it easier to find a job, I went to Taipei. I attended cram schools during the day and stayed at my sister's house at night.

My sister's name is Zhang Jiawen, and she's twenty-seven years old this year. Speaking of my sister, she's always been quiet and gentle, and her delicate and lovely appearance is what people remember her for. After graduating from junior college, she worked as an accountant in a private company. Standing around 160 centimeters tall, with long, flowing hair, fair skin, a 34C bust, long legs, and a shapely bottom, she possessed a figure that countless women dreamed of. At work, my sister always wore a suit, exuding femininity that always captivated me.

When I was little, I always clung to her side; she often called me her shadow. As time passed, three years ago my sister moved to Taipei for work, and we saw each other less often. Then I went to serve in the military, and for a while, we didn't see each other. But I believed our bond wouldn't weaken because of this. My sister married her husband a year ago. Because his company recently opened a factory in mainland China, he frequently travels there, leaving my sister alone at home. Therefore, my parents wanted me to be close to my sister so she could supervise me, and my brother-in-law also hoped I could keep her company and provide support.

That day happened to be Sunday, and I went out with some classmates. We were originally going to Heping Island in Keelung, but because of the rain, we came back early, around 4 PM. When I got home, I didn't see anyone, so I went to my room to sleep. I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up it was already 8 PM. I felt thirsty, so I went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, grabbed a soda, and gulped it down. Just then, I heard noises coming from my sister's room. My first thought was a thief, so I grabbed a stick and quietly walked to my sister's bedroom door. I heard bursts of laughter from inside, from a man and a woman… I pressed my ear against the door to listen.

It turned out my brother-in-law had returned. He said, "Wife, did you miss me?"

"Of course I did, husband. Don't keep touching me. Did you mess around with other women in mainland China?" my sister said coquettishly.

"Of course not. I think about your body day and night, your breasts, your slender waist, your lower body..."

At this moment, I became a little curious and peered into my sister's room through the crack in the door. I saw my sister sitting naked on the bed, while my brother-in-law lay on his back. Their lower bodies were connected. My brother-in-law's hands were holding my sister's firm, bamboo shoot-like breasts, stroking them up and down. My sister was moaning continuously, "Oh... husband... is... so... good... faster... faster... harder... ah... ah... I... am... almost... climaxing!" My sister's hips were swaying back and forth.

After a while, my brother-in-law flipped me over, pinning my sister beneath him. He lifted her snow-white buttocks and raised her legs to his shoulders, forcefully pounding his penis against her genitals. Her vulva, covered in dark pubic hair, glowed with a rosy hue after a hundred or two thrusts. My brother-in-law's pace quickened, and finally, with a series of spasms, they held each other tightly, panting.

For someone with absolutely no sexual experience like myself, witnessing such a scene for the first time was a shock that lingered for a long time. I got up and quickly returned to my room. Lying on the bed, my sister's beautiful body kept flashing through my mind: her firm breasts, her pink, baby-like nipples, her snow-white buttocks, and her fair, moon-like skin. My hand involuntarily gripped my erect penis, stroking it up and down relentlessly. My mind raced, imagining my sister—the dignified, virtuous, and beautiful woman by day; the woman who, at night, was like a seductive, wanton harlot in bed. My hand moved faster and faster, and finally, after wave after wave of tingling sensations, my glans ejaculated thick, sticky white semen. A

few days later, my brother-in-law went on a business trip to mainland China again, and I began to observe my sister's daily routine. She went to work at 8:30 am, returned home at 5:30 pm, had dinner, and showered at 8 pm. After showering, she always liked to brew a cup of herbal tea, watch TV, and chat on the phone with friends. She went to bed around 10 pm every day; my sister always said that sleep was a woman's best beauty treatment. I always showered after my sister, so I could find her underwear in the bathroom, smell the lingering scent of her breasts. At that moment, my penis would quickly become erect. I would pick up the underwear and masturbate, ejaculating every day to satisfy my urges.

As my desire grew, underwear was no longer enough: I needed to penetrate my sister's vagina to satisfy my lust, just once, I always thought. But on the other hand, I was always bound by moral principles; reason told me I couldn't do such a thing to my sister.

As the days passed, the flame of desire burned little by little within me. Furthermore, because I saw many pornographic pictures and incestuous articles on pornographic websites, and because it was summer, my sister liked to wear sleeveless t-shirts and super short hot pants at home. Sometimes, without realizing it, I would see her beautiful, full, and perky breasts under her t-shirts, and the color of her underwear under her hot pants. This further aroused the desires deep within me.

Faced with such an impact, I began to plan how to obtain my sister's beautiful body, and finally I thought of a way. That is, when my sister is not paying attention, I will add sleeping pills to herbal tea, and when the drug takes effect, I can enjoy my sister's graceful, beautiful, and fair body at will. So, I found some sleeping pills, ground them into powder, dissolved them in water, and put them in a small bottle, waiting for the right day.

That night, the opportunity finally came. While my sister was in the bathroom, I secretly poured the sleeping pills from the small bottle into her tea. When she returned, I pretended to be nonchalant and continued watching TV. The clock in the living room showed 8:50. My sister was on the phone while drinking the tea I had laced with sleeping pills. My heart was pounding with anxiety. I

got up and pretended to tell my sister I was going back to my room to read. I went back to my room, opened the door a crack, and secretly observed my sister's every move in the living room. At 9:40, my sister started yawning repeatedly. I glanced at the cup of herbal tea on the table; it was completely empty. She turned off the TV and, still sleepy, went back to her room to sleep. I planned to sneak into her room after she was sound asleep. I went back to bed, suppressing my rising lust, imagining that I would soon possess my sister's full, feminine body.

Around 11:00, I got out of bed, thinking my sister should be fast asleep by now. I grabbed a large towel from the wardrobe and quietly left my room. When I reached my sister's door, just to be safe, I knocked first. After twenty seconds, seeing that she didn't answer, I took out the key I had secretly prepared for her room from my shorts and inserted it into the keyhole.

With a click, the lock opened. I gently turned the latch and saw through the crack that my sister was fast asleep with her eyes closed. I quickly slipped into the room, gently closed the door, and tiptoed to the bedside. Moonlight streamed in like silver powder, and only the hum of the air conditioner filled the room.

I gently pulled the blanket aside; my sister was wearing a pink silk nightgown. I was standing at the foot of her bed. I quietly climbed onto the bed, spread my sister's legs about thirty degrees apart, and pulled her pink silk nightgown down to her stomach. Her pinkish-orange lace panties came into view, the bottom of which covered her full mons pubis.

I knelt between my sister's legs, my hands, through her pink silk nightgown, reaching for her full, soft 34C breasts. I caressed her firm, pointed breasts, moving them up and down, left and right. The sensation made my penis stand erect. Seeing that my sister wouldn't wake up, I grew bolder.

After a while, I lifted her hips and pulled the pink silk nightgown up to her collarbone, revealing her perfectly shaped breasts. I leaned down and pressed my face to her alluring breasts, using the tip of my tongue to circle and suckle her right nipple, which was as pink as a baby's. My left hand gently caressed her left breast, while my right hand slipped inside her pinkish-orange lace panties, playing with her most private and forbidden area. I greedily fondled my sister's beautiful, womanly body, my nose filled with the delicate fragrance of her skin, which carried the scent of milk.

Then I lifted myself up, placing my hands on either side of her lace panties, and pulled them down along her thighs and calves. I saw the thick, glossy black pubic hair above her mons pubis, and her two bright red labia enveloping her full vulva, exuding a womanly allure. Perhaps because she hadn't given birth yet, her vagina was still very tight and full. I pressed my middle finger against her vulva and moved it back and forth, then gently parted her labia with my fingers, and then licked her clitoris incessantly with my tongue!

"Mmm...oh...oh...ah!" At this moment, my sister let out a low moan. I lifted my sister's buttocks, then spread her legs in an M-shape, and placed a large towel under her buttocks. I let the tip of my penis press against her labia and slowly slide it into her warm vagina.

"Oh...so comfortable!" My penis was inserted into my sister's vagina, and I cried out ecstatically. I moved my hips and thrust in and out, the glans penetrating my sister's uterus with each thrust...about fifty or sixty times.

"Mmm...good sister...I love your pussy so much...ah...mmm...love you..." My glans felt a tingling sensation...with a gurgling sound, my semen shot deep into my sister's vagina. I lay panting on top of my sister, unable to control myself for a long time. After a while, I slid my limp penis out, and when I saw my thick, sticky white semen slowly flowing out of my sister's vagina, I was incredibly excited!

After cleaning up the semen, looking at my sister's snow-white body, my penis involuntarily hardened again. I lifted my sister's legs onto my shoulders, exposing her snow-white, plump, and perky buttocks completely. I forcefully thrust my penis into my sister's vagina.

"Ah..." My sister's whole body trembled, and she exhaled a breath.

"Ah...ah..." Gradually, my sister cried out in rhythm with my thrusts. Her breasts swayed up and down in circles with the movement of my hips.

"Ah...it's so itchy...mmm...ah..." I inserted my penis into the mature woman's vagina, and I saw that she was already enjoying the pleasure of intercourse. I worked even harder to cultivate this treasure trove, and her small vaginal opening was filled with warm, wet fluid.

"Hmph...good sister...I love your little vagina so much...ah...ah..." I enjoyed the pleasure my sister's vagina gave me.

"Ah...no...husband..." My sister thought she was having sex with my brother-in-law, but she never expected it to be me, did she? Her disheveled long hair, her wanton expression, her swaying hips, and her full breasts—all of this aroused me immensely. My sister's figure is just too perfect! Every time I penetrate her, I feel like I want to die inside her pussy.

I lie on top of her, my waist rubbing against her genitals, making a "slap...slap...slap..." sound. Her love juices made my penis wet, and I inserted it into her vagina, all the way to her cervix! Then I started thrusting in and out forcefully, piercing her bones again and again, making her whole body almost melt...

"Ah...ah...no..." Her moans, like cries, echoed throughout the bedroom.

"What a beautiful cunt!" I praised as I thrust harder.

"Ah...no...ah...oh..." I was aroused by my sister's involuntary moans and worked even harder, while she was oblivious, lost in the pleasure of being fucked. Her vagina contracted abnormally, squeezing me uncomfortably, her uterus gripping my penis tightly, making it impossible for me to pull out. My sister's body tensed, as if she were having a cramp.

"Ah...I'm going to die..." Hot, scalding vaginal fluid shot out from my sister's vagina. I felt a burning sensation on my glans, my mind went blank, and my body convulsed. I hugged my sister tightly and thrust my penis as deep as possible into her vagina, a stream of hot semen shooting into her uterus.

I lay completely relaxed on my sister's alluring body, panting and resting with my eyes closed. A while later, when I came to my senses and checked the time, it was already 1 a.m. I had actually raped my sister for two hours! Ah! I absolutely couldn't let her know. At that moment, I just wanted to clean myself up after the semen flowed out, and my sister's alluring, smooth vulva was bruised and red from my rape. When I saw my milky white semen slowly flowing out of my sister's vagina, I was incredibly excited! After cleaning up the semen, I put my sister's clothes back on, covered her with the blanket, and returned to my room, still reliving the experience of raping her.

The next day, I ate breakfast as usual, but my sister looked strange. I wondered if she already knew she had been raped. I pretended to go to the bathroom to urinate, and looked for my sister's underwear from last night. Oh no! There was still semen left! I was doomed! What to do? I had to deny it to the death! I ate a quick breakfast and rushed out to my tutoring class.

Ever since that night I drugged and raped my sister, the atmosphere at home had become strange for a while. My sister seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally keeping her distance from me. Did she know I drugged her? What should I do? But she seemed indifferent. A series of questions left me unsure how to face her.

My mock exam grades dropped, and when my sister asked me what was wrong, I just smiled bitterly, not knowing how to answer her. I realized I had unconsciously fallen in love with my sister, not because of lust, but because of her gentle and virtuous nature, and her unwavering care.

I started to feel jealous of my brother-in-law. He married such a wonderful woman, leaving my sister alone in her empty house. I began to feel guilty towards her. I had actually used despicable means to seduce the woman I loved so deeply—it was truly wrong of me! After that, I started studying hard, preparing for my university exams. My sister seemed to sense my change and often reminded me to take care of my health, not to overwork myself, to have proper rest, and not to put too much pressure on myself. We returned to our previous relationship, and our feelings were back to what they were before… no, even stronger than before.

Two months later, on a Saturday afternoon, as autumn was approaching, my sister suddenly pulled me aside to go to the hair salon with her. She said she wanted my advice; she wanted to get a hairstyle that was easier to manage. Arriving at the hair salon, the older women were busy picking and choosing, and the female stylist was also there. Everyone was talking at once, and I had no say in what to say. No wonder people say, "Three women are like a marketplace." I picked out a magazine, sat in a corner, and started reading. Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep until someone shook me awake.

"Sleepyhead, get up!" I rubbed my eyes and checked my watch; more than two hours had passed. I stretched, and as I regained my senses, my eyes suddenly lit up. Standing before me was a pretty woman with short, chic hair and bright, expressive eyes, radiating youthful energy. She was wearing a round-neck, sleeveless light blue jumpsuit that accentuated her beautiful figure. She seemed like a completely different person. At that moment, I couldn't help but admire the stylist's magical touch. I stared at her blankly for a long time…

“Isn’t it pretty?” my sister asked me with a smile.

“No, it’s very pretty!” I looked at her with a surprised expression.

“Then what’s wrong? You don’t seem quite…” my sister looked at me questioningly.

“I’m so surprised! I didn’t expect you to become so… different!” I tried to express my feelings with adjectives.

"Actually, I should say it's a different kind of charm, a different kind of feeling! In short, I'm younger and prettier!" I thought for a long time before finally saying it.

"I thought it wouldn't look good, and I was so worried," my sister finally said with a satisfied smile.

At that moment, her eyes shone with confidence and a strange look. We left the hair salon and got into my sister's car, with her constantly complaining that she was hungry. We drove all the way to Beitou and Yangmingshan. We found a restaurant and ate our fill, only to discover afterward that the restaurant had a hot spring bath.

My sister suggested that we go for a soak in the hot spring before going home, so she went to the car to get two large towels. Back at the restaurant, the waiter led us to the bathhouse at the back, which consisted of individual cubicles. Since it was a weekend, it was almost full. We finally saw a couple finish their bath and come out. The waiter urged us to hurry in. My sister and I exchanged awkward glances and stood there motionless.

"You two should hurry in, or you don't know how long you'll have to wait," the waiter said, pushing us from behind.

In no time, we were at the door of a cubicle. "Sir, Madam, I'm sorry it's crowded today. Each cubicle has a 50-minute time limit. Please follow the rules. I will knock on your door after 40 minutes. Have a good time, thank you!" He then closed the door.

"Please lock the door," the waiter said before leaving.

The air was thick with the smell of sulfur. The small room contained only a tiny bathtub, roughly large enough for two people, and two small plastic stools. There were hooks on either side of the wall. In the dim light, I saw my sister's flushed face.

"The waiter was really something, mistaking us for a couple. He just doesn't understand the situation," my sister said first.

"It's because you got such a youthful haircut; no wonder the waiter mistook us for a young couple."

"Do you really think so? I'm naturally young, and it's not my fault," my sister said sweetly.

"So what do we do now?" I asked.

"Let me think... how about we take off our clothes back to back, rinse ourselves clean, and then go into the bath together?"

My sister actually came up with this idea. I couldn't think of a better one for a moment, so I had to do as she said. So we took off our clothes one by one, back to back. We sat down and used ladles to wash ourselves clean, and then we went into the bath together, back to back. As my sister's smooth skin rubbed against my body, my little brother slowly began to swell.

"Hey, let me scrub your back!"

my sister said, turning around to wash me. Oh! It felt so good. My sister's delicate hands were rubbing my back back and forth, making my swollen, hard penis want to crawl into a hole to extinguish my burning lust. I couldn't help but recall the scene of drugging and raping my sister last time.

After washing me, my sister turned her body back: "Hey, it's your turn to help me."

At this moment, I turned around, my hands stroking my sister's smooth skin.

"Mmm...mmm..." my sister moaned softly, panting.

My mind was filled with images of my sister's beautiful body, her perky breasts, her pink nipples like a baby's, her snow-white buttocks, and her fair, moon-like skin. I closed my eyes, captivated by the thick, glossy black pubic hair above her mons pubis, her two bright red labia enveloping her full vulva.

Suddenly, my sister spoke, "Two months ago, one night, didn't you sneak into my room...?"

My heart skipped a beat. Could it be... that my sister already knew? I feigned composure and remained silent; time seemed to stand still. My heart pounded as if it would burst out of my chest. Dozens, hundreds, even thousands of lies flashed through my mind, but I couldn't seem to find a perfect one. I

silently screamed, "I'm doomed!!!"

Wait a minute! If my sister knew I had raped her, why didn't she expose me then? Why didn't she wait so long to say it? And why did she wait until now, when we were both naked and bathing together...? I couldn't understand it, and I didn't want to think about it. "Fine, I'll see what my sister has to say!"

My sister slowly turned her snow-white naked body around, which appeared even whiter in the dim light. My hand accidentally touched her soft breasts, and I quickly pulled my hands back. My sister and I looked at each other in silence. She seemed to have something to say to me; after a while, she finally spoke.

"Actually... I know everything you did to me that night," my sister said expressionlessly.

I couldn't read my sister's mind from her face, so I felt a little guilty. But since I had no evidence, I figured I might as well deny it outright. Having made up my mind, I calmly said, "What is it, sister? I don't understand what you're saying!"

"You know best what you've done. Don't rush to deny it; I won't wrong you!"

"What have I done… explain yourself clearly! I don't know what you're talking about." I answered, forcing a smile, but my heart was already pounding.

"Don't think I'm stupid. Women's minds are delicate and sensitive, and besides, I have solid evidence." My sister replied coldly.

"What evidence! Show it to me!" Actually, I was trembling with fear, stammering incoherently.

"Even though you wiped my body, there's still... on my pinkish-orange underwear..." My sister seemed unable to say the word "semen," her face flushed as she looked at me.

"I took it to my classmate who works at the hospital and asked her to get it tested. It turned out to be semen." My sister's face seemed angry.

Now I understood. I couldn't say a word, like a child who had done something wrong, head bowed in silence. I could only wait for my sister to decide what to do with me; I thought she probably wouldn't forgive me! So be it; I don't know where I got the courage from, but before my sister could speak, I blurted out words that even I didn't know the consequences of.

"Sister, from the day I moved into your house, I finally understood why I've never had a girlfriend; it's because I truly love you! I only recently realized this, but you're already married, while I'm still that little brother who will never grow up in your eyes. Several times, I've dreamt of being with you, imagining you as my beautiful lover, but that's just wishful thinking on my part." My sister listened calmly as I spoke my heart, her expression shifting from anger and surprise to deep thought.

"Then you can't secretly drug me and force yourself on me while I'm unconscious! Don't you know that's rape and incest? Aren't you afraid I'll call the police?" my sister said angrily.

"Jealousy made me lose my reason and morality. When I accidentally saw you and your brother-in-law making love passionately, I couldn't control the desire in my heart. I just wanted to cherish the woman I love most. You can blame me for being infatuated with you, but I wasn't toying with you. When I made love with you, it was like the sweetness between lovers, but back in reality, it was a crime that society wouldn't tolerate." "

When did you see me and your brother-in-law making love?" The older sister blushed and opened her watery eyes wide.

"When my brother-in-law came back last time, I was supposed to go to Keelung, but because it was raining, I went home early at four in the afternoon to sleep. But I saw you and your brother-in-law..."

"We thought you would come back late, we didn't expect..." The older sister probably remembered the passionate scene with her brother-in-law that day, but I saw her beautiful body, like a private sex scene in an adult film. She couldn't help but lower her head shyly.

Seeing that my sister seemed no longer angry and had forgiven me, I felt a great weight lifted from my shoulders. I am, after all, just a mortal. In this small room, with such a beautiful naked woman, even though her entire body below the collarbone was submerged in the hot spring, and I couldn't see her whole body clearly, I was someone who had been intimate with her. Everything about her body was imprinted in my mind, and my penis quietly began to rise.

The sound of a waiter knocking on the door outside the small room pulled us back to reality. With ten minutes left, my sister and I stood up from the hot spring at the same time. The hot spring water slid down our naked bodies. My erect penis pressed against my sister's stomach. Because I am about ten centimeters taller than her, I reflexively looked down, and my sister did the same. My sister saw my penis, which was probably five or six inches long, and I also caught a glimpse of her ample 34C breasts.

"Hurry up and get dressed, let's go home quickly."

"Okay!" I grabbed a large towel to dry myself and quickly put on my clothes.

Then, my sister, her cheeks flushed, awkwardly left the bath, wrapped in the large towel, and dressed herself. After leaving the restaurant, my sister drove down Yangmingshan. I wondered what my sister thought about my heartfelt confession. Did she not blame me? Could my usually conservative sister accept the fact that her beloved brother was being treated this way? Only Western ballad music played in the car.

"Actually…" my sister broke the silence first.

"I didn't have anyone check that underwear."

"Then how...did you know?"

"Actually, I woke up when you ejaculated inside me. While you were cleaning up the semen you left inside, I watched your every move with half-closed eyes. I didn't know how to face my beloved younger brother. After you left my room, I didn't know if I should call the police. Later, I secretly observed you and found that your grades had plummeted because of this, and since you've already shown remorse, I forgive you for confessing."

"Sister, thank you!" I didn't dare turn my head, watching the scenery outside the window recede into the distance. The sun followed my sister and me as we headed home. When the car was about ten minutes away from home...

"Are you telling the truth?"

"You mean...what?" I answered, confused.

"Is the feeling when we have sex really that good?"

"Sister, stop joking with me!"

"I'm serious! Actually, when you drugged and raped me last time, you should have known that my body could feel things too. At first, I thought I was having sex with your brother-in-law, although it felt like a wet dream. When I woke up and found out it was you, I was angry and in pain at first. After thinking about it repeatedly for two months, I finally figured some things out recently."

"What did you figure out?"

"That is..." My sister took a deep breath and continued.

"I've realized my feelings for you are no longer the sibling affection we share. I've found myself gradually seeing you as a man; you've grown up, you're no longer my little shadow. Lately, you've been appearing in my dreams a lot."

I noticed my sister's expression was very serious.

"In your dreams...? What were we doing?"

My sister blushed and said, "What else could we be doing! Of course, we were doing... that kind of thing."

"What kind of thing! What were we doing?"

"The things lovers do, don't pretend you don't understand."

"Is it true? You really dreamed about us..."

"Yes! Yes!" My sister interrupted what I was about to say.

I finally understood what my sister was thinking deep down. I could hardly believe what I was hearing; I hadn't expected her to share the same thoughts as me. My reckless confession on the mountain had unexpectedly unlocked her deepest, most private secret—a truly unforeseen outcome. Hearing her words, I couldn't contain my excitement. I knew I should continue my pursuit and break down the last barrier in her heart.

So I said, "Sis, you don't condone incest, so why are you telling me all this?"

"I didn't condone incest either, but since marrying your brother-in-law, I've enjoyed so much happiness. It's just a pity he's been frequently traveling to mainland China for work lately and can't be with me often. Ever since that time you… even though you're my brother, my desire has been aroused day by day. I've thought about one-night stands, but the thought of doing that with a stranger is something I can't accept. Plus, your confession on the mountain just now really touched me. I think I should break off our relationship, especially since it's better for both of us."

"Sis, did I hear that right? You really don't mind having sex with me?" I replied, overjoyed.

"Rather than a stranger, I think I'd be more willing to be with you. Consider it a bargain for you, you big pervert."

After hearing my sister say this, I think she had cast aside worldly concerns. At this moment, our relationship had transformed from siblings to lovers. In the blink of an eye, our car arrived at our doorstep. My sister and I faced each other, our eyes meeting, needing no words. We both anticipated what was about to happen. We no longer resisted our feelings, both in our hearts and bodies. I looked up at the sky; the night was even more beautiful. As soon as we got home, my sister suggested I wash off the strong sulfur smell from my clothes, saying it would ruin the atmosphere. Thinking about making love with the sister I had long admired, I naturally obeyed her. I went back to my room to get my clothes and immediately went to the bathroom door. My sister was already in the bathroom, and the hot water in the bathtub was slowly rising. In the misty steam, I saw that my sister was about to take off the light blue, round-neck, sleeveless dress she was wearing today. When she saw me standing at the door, she turned around.

"Brother, come and help me unzip the back! What are you standing there for? Close the door, it's a bit cold!"

"Okay!" I closed the door and went into the bathroom behind my sister.

With a "whoosh," I unzipped the dress up to my sister's small waist. I pushed the dress aside, and the light blue dress slid down to her feet against her fair skin. I turned around to put the clothes in the laundry basket, and took off my own clothes one by one. Then I turned back and saw that my sister was only wearing a pink bra and panties. The bra was embroidered with lace, and the silk panties covered her full mons pubis. Under the light, my sister's mature and beautiful body was perfectly presented before my eyes. My strong body was naked for my sister to admire, and my penis was erect and pointing at her. My sister swallowed. The water in the bathtub was full. My sister turned around and bent down to turn off the tap. I came behind my sister.

With a "snap!", I unhooked the back of her bra, and the bra slid down her arms. My sister was startled. She clutched her bra to her chest with both hands and straightened her bent-over body. I stood behind her, my erect penis pressed against her firm buttocks. My right hand reached down along her slender waist, encircling her full breasts, while my left hand went around to her mons pubis in front of her panties. I caressed her full breasts and mons pubis with both hands, while my face was pressed against the back of her ear, licking her earlobe with the tip of my tongue. Soon, she was panting heavily, letting out soft moans.

"Mmm...oh...ooh..." At this moment, I moved my hard, burning-hot penis to the hollow between her two elastic buttocks, rubbing it against the bottom of her pink silk panties. Her body naturally swayed back and forth from this wonderful sensation. At this moment, my sister tried to avoid my onslaught, twisting her body from side to side, but this only made my lust rise even higher.

"Hey, don't be in such a hurry, take a shower first!"

"Your body is so beautiful, I can't stop once I touch it."

"You think I'll run away?! If you keep this up, I'm not talking to you anymore!"

Hearing my sister say this, I stopped what I was doing. My sister took the opportunity to scramble away from me, hiding behind me. I obediently listened to her. Now, behind me, she removed the last piece of clothing from her body. I turned around and stared at her intently. My sister seemed a little embarrassed by my gaze and hurriedly covered her private parts with her hands.

"Sis, how are you going to take a bath like this? I've seen you naked before."

"You dare say that, you big pervert!"

"How can I do that kind of thing if I'm not a pervert..."

"You still dare to say that? I'm angry!"

My sister raised her hand to hit me, but I grabbed her hands. Looking at my sister's flushed, delicate face, I gently touched her sensual lips with my first kiss. We both shuddered at the same time, as if struck by lightning. The feeling was so sweet, and I think my sister must have felt the same way. Next, my sister came to the bathtub, and I moved closer. She picked up a ladle and splashed water on me, wetting my body. I gestured for her to give me the ladle, and I helped her wet herself. Then we lathered each other with shower gel, starting from the front and working downwards. The white foam gradually covered her body, and my greedy hands roamed over every inch of her skin. My sister also lathered me with white foam, and as her hands moved over my body, a surge of desire coursed through me. I think my sister must have felt the same way I did!

My sister closed her eyes, enjoying the constant caresses I gave her, stimulating the deepest desires within her. Finally, I placed my hands on her full breasts, and her breathing gradually quickened; she seemed to be intoxicated by the climax. Meanwhile, her hands were constantly stroking my foamy, hard-as-steel penis—it was so stimulating that I almost ejaculated.

My sister, panting, said, "Brother...brother...let...we...quickly...take...a...shower...let...quickly...go...back...to...the...room...okay...right...?"

"Okay...okay...okay...I'll...do...whatever...you...will do...do...whatever...you...will do..."

"Then...won't...you...let...go...let...go...down...hold...your...hands..."

I released her hand, and my sister seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Then we started rinsing off the soap suds from our bodies. My sister gestured for me to wait for her on her bed in her room. I dried myself off and went to my sister's room. I lay quietly on her soft, large bed, covered by a blanket filled with her feminine scent, my heart filled with anticipation. From the bathroom next door, I could hear the whirring of a hairdryer. My sister entered the room and sat down at the dressing table. She wore a light champagne-colored silk nightgown underneath, the lace hem just covering half of her snow-white thighs, and a matching nightgown over it. She reached for lotion and applied it to her face, neck, and arms; after a while, she stood up, bending her left leg and placing it on the chair. In the light, I could vaguely see her full mons pubis beneath her light blue panties.

I quietly got out of bed and walked to the opposite side of her; at that moment, she was bending over, applying lotion evenly to her right leg. As I approached, my sister raised her head, her cheeks glowing even more rosy and delicate in the lamplight; beneath her pretty short hair were bright, clear, and sparkling eyes. I had never admired my sister's face so closely before; her oval face, her slightly high nose, and her sensual lips. I was captivated. Such a beautiful woman, and I had never noticed before. If it weren't for the subtle changes in our relationship, I don't think I would have discovered how beautiful she was. The autumn night carried a slight chill, but I felt none of it in the room. Because, within that room, my sister and I, our bodies burning with passion, had already begun to ignite.

Seeing me staring at her blankly, my sister asked, "Little brother... what's wrong?" She called several times, but I didn't respond.

Seeing this, she put her right foot down, came in front of me, and tugged at my sleeve, pulling me back from my reverie. "Sister, you're so beautiful, like a fairy!"

"Really? You're not lying to me, are you? Don't tease me!"

"I'm not lying to you. I've never looked at you so closely before, and just now I had the chance to admire your beautiful face. I was so captivated by it, you should believe me!"

"Really!"

"Why would I lie to you!" My sister secretly chuckled, a satisfied smile spreading across her face.

"I never expected you to be so sweet-talking. Do you often say things like this to girls?"

"I swear to God! This is the first time I've ever said that to a girl. You can swear to God if you don't believe me..." I said, raising my right hand as if to swear.
"Okay! Okay! I believe you!" My sister raised her hand and covered my mouth. A sweet, warm current flowed into my heart. My sister blushed shyly like a young girl, lowering her head like a girl in the throes of first love.

"Do you know why I cut off all my long hair today?"

"I don't know. Why did you cut off your hair that you've kept for so long?"

"Didn't I tell you? For the past two months, I've been struggling with whether or not to tell you what's in my heart. But I was afraid you only see me as an older sister and couldn't accept the drastic change in my heart. I was afraid it was just wishful thinking on my part; so... I... I cut off my long hair. On one hand, I hope I can let go of everything from the past, and on the other hand, I hope to get your... attention..."

I gazed into my sister's expressive eyes, and thinking about her struggles these past few days, I felt a surge of tenderness. I wrapped my arms around her. Knowing that she loved me so much, I gently lifted her face and pressed my burning lips to her warm, red lips. Sweet love blossomed in our hearts; desire burned fiercely within our bodies like a raging fire; our wet tongues intertwined passionately. After a series of passionate French kisses, a suffocating feeling enveloped us; our four arms were entwined, caressing each other's burning bodies. I don't know how long it lasted before we finally separated our tightly intertwined bodies.

Holding hands, we sat down on the bed, and I pulled off the nightgown she was wearing over her shoulders. I gazed at her breasts, rising and falling with her breath through the thin-strapped silk nightgown beneath, revealed to me one by one. My sister took off my loose white t-shirt and pushed me down onto her soft bed. She got up and knelt on my lap, her firm hips swaying. She bent down and buried her head in my bare chest, teasing every cell in my body with her tongue. At the same time, she slipped her hands inside my shorts, rubbing my hard, burning penis. I involuntarily swayed my hips upwards; a little fluid leaked from the tip of my glans.

I made sounds like "Oh...oh...oh..."

I slowly moved my hands from under her neck inside her silk nightgown until they grasped her soft breasts, caressing them repeatedly.

"Oh...oh...mmm...mmm...mmm..." My sister moaned ecstatically.

Then, I straightened up and pulled off her silk nightgown from the bottom up; her full, perky breasts ignited the deepest desire within me. I wrapped my hands around her smooth back, while my mouth licked and sucked her fragrant skin; my sister pressed my head against her chest, her hair swaying back and forth and side to side with her rising emotions.

"Oh...oh...mmm...it's...it's...it's...so...comfortable...I...I'm...so...happy...my...body...can't...can't...take...it...anymore..."

"Oh... Sister... Sister... Your... body... is... so... beautiful...!"

My sister and I were like parched land receiving a downpour, timely nourishing our dry hearts. We kept searching and exploring each other's bodies, searching for and exploring the deepest desires between men and women. I rolled over, pinning my sister beneath me, and spread her legs with my feet. Through my shorts, my erect penis pressed against her vulva; her love juices had completely soaked her light blue panties, making them transparent, and imprinting her dark, glossy mons pubis onto the silk. I got up and took off my shorts and underwear, my raging penis standing erect. At that moment, my sister got up, reached out and grabbed it, then took it into her mouth. My penis was in my sister's mouth, being sucked and stroked incessantly with her movements.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm..."

I wanted to scream with excitement. My sister was actually giving me oral sex! I couldn't believe it. Ah! It felt so good. I had heard my comrades in the army talk about their oral sex experiences, and their vivid descriptions were nothing compared to what my sister was doing to me now.

This reminds me of a scandal that broke out at the White House a few years ago: Clinton and Lüvensky were in the White House office, and Lüvensky performed oral sex on Clinton; at the height of his sexual arousal, Clinton ejaculated thick, white semen onto Lüvensky's condom. That image flashes through my mind now; but later, that condom became irrefutable evidence in Clinton's subsequent confession.

Clinton later tried to evade responsibility by arguing, "Oral sex isn't sexual intercourse!"

Now, I think, if oral sex doesn't count as sexual intercourse, then aren't all the sensations I feel right now fake? I now feel that oral sex is no less pleasurable than intercourse, and I feel sorry for Clinton. To absolve himself of guilt, he spoke of such a wonderful thing as trivial, going against his own psychological and physical feelings—how pathetic!

Later, I asked my sister, and she said, "If she didn't truly like someone, she wouldn't want to put someone else's excrement in her mouth. That would be so embarrassing and unhygienic!"

So I think my sister is absolutely right. Like that night when I was infatuated with my sister, if I didn't genuinely love her, would I, in front of another woman, put my mouth on her excrement without a second thought? I don't think I could! I really don't understand how foreigners think. My body continued to feel my sister's skillful oral sex; her tongue swirled around my glans, each circle deepening the tingling sensation. I pulled my hips back, withdrawing my saliva-covered penis from her mouth, but she seemed unsatisfied. I turned around, burying my face in the base of her thighs, and through her panties, I rubbed two fingers back and forth between her labia; my fingers were sticky with the lubricating fluid that had flowed from her vagina due to her arousal. My sister continued to hold my penis in her mouth, and whenever my fingers slid under her vulva, her body would writhe in arousal, like a snake.

"Brother... ooh... oh... brother... stop... um... playing... anymore... hurry... hurry..." Because my sister had my penis in her mouth, her words were muffled and indistinct, and I couldn't understand her at all. I turned around and knelt on the inside of my sister's thighs, raising my legs and rubbing my penis against the bottom of her underwear. My sister was intoxicated by wave after wave of orgasm, and seemed to lose consciousness. My sister quickly got up and wrapped her arms around my neck. As my upper body slowly lowered down with the guidance of my sister's body, my hands supported me on the bed. At this moment, my sister and I met eyes.

As my sister pressed her lips to my face, I wrapped my arms around her from behind, tightly embracing her upper body. Our lips intertwined, and I could almost feel them. The burning passion within us surged through our bodies; at that moment, we were one, body and soul. I had reached the peak of my arousal, and unless my penis found a hole to penetrate, the raging fire within me would remain unquenched. I raised my buttocks, and with my right hand, I reached under her panties, pulling them aside. I could feel that her genitals were already soaking wet. I quickly lowered my penis, pressing it against her vulva. At that moment, my sister's labia were enveloping the tip of my penis. Taking advantage of her inattention, I lowered my hips, and my penis slid halfway into her vagina. Only then did my sister realize that my burning hot penis was inside her; she took a deep breath, her mouth agape in a daze.

"Oh..." she cried out.

"How could you just come in like that! I wasn't ready, and I haven't even taken my underwear off yet!!"

"Sister, I couldn't hold back anymore! My little brother wants to find a place to crawl inside, otherwise it's so uncomfortable!!"

"I've never seen anyone so impatient! Who makes love while wearing underwear? That's so strange!"

"I don't care! I can't take it anymore, it's already inside, I don't want to come out!"

"Hurry up! You'll ruin my underwear."

"No...no...no, I won't listen to you!"

"You're bad...you're bad...you're the worst!"

My sister seemed a little angry, but she couldn't do anything about it because I was on top of her, holding her down tightly. She started to twist her beautiful body, but because I was stronger than her, she couldn't break free. After a while, she finally gave up struggling under me. Seeing this, I slowly slid my penis into the deepest part of her vagina. I don't know if it was because of the elastic band of her underwear, or because the inner walls of her vagina were naturally tight, but when my penis was fully inside her, the glans felt like it was being gripped, and my entire penis was tightly enveloped by her slippery, warm vagina. My penis, entering my sister's vagina, sparked like flint striking each other, igniting the deepest, most potent fire of desire within her. As my penis penetrated to the very depths of her body, her eyes suddenly widened, she gasped, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...hum...hum...hum...oh..." I began to gradually increase the speed of my hard, steel-like penis within her tight vagina; I propped myself up, and my sister's hands gripped my strong shoulders tightly. Her snow-white skin appeared even whiter under the light. My sister's firm, round, and full breasts swayed and bounced up and down with the rhythm of my increasingly rapid thrusts.

"Ah...uh...ah...oh...um...faster...faster...faster..." my sister cried out passionately as I continued to thrust into her.

"Sister...Sister...your vagina is so beautiful...ah...ah...Sister, are you comfortable...hmm...hmm..."

"Brother...you...are...making...me...so...itchy...faster...faster..."

"Really...really...really...is it...I...I'm so...comfortable...ah!"

"Brother...you...you...you...are making me...I...I...my...bones...are...all...tingle...falling...off...my...body...all...disintegrated..."

In the room, only the lewd sounds between the man and woman remained. My sister and I were passionately making love on the bed; on my sister's delicate face, with my vigorous thrusting, only a lewd smile appeared. My hips swayed more and more, and my sister's body arched, her hands reaching up to my violently swaying hips to meet the impact of my lower body.

"Slap... slap... slap... slap... slap... slap..." As the wrinkles inside my sister's vagina rubbed back and forth against the raised ring on my glans, the sounds of our intercourse grew faster and louder. The moans emanating from my sister's mouth changed from soft gasps to wanton cries. My sister's vagina contracted abnormally, squeezing me uncomfortably; I knew she had reached orgasm. My penis began to tingle.

Suddenly, a gush of hot, scalding vaginal fluid spurted from my sister's vagina, splashing onto my glans. Stimulated by the abnormal contractions of my sister's vagina and the release of her vaginal fluids, my penis throbbed with pleasure. I ejaculated my thick semen into her uterus. My penis continued to throb inside her vagina, pumping all the sperm deep into her body.

I couldn't contain my excitement, thinking, "I finally truly possess my sister's body, and I'm so happy to have her tender affections!" I gently kissed my sister's satisfied, flushed face. Then I pressed my cheek against her burning cheek, my hands gently caressing her smooth arms. I don't know how much time passed before my sister and I drifted off to sleep, completely satisfied.

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