Short story about a boyfriend and his sister having an ambiguous sex relationship. Author: jost555

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My
boyfriend and I were university classmates. Now we've both graduated. He's working, and I failed my postgraduate entrance exam interview last year, so I just grabbed a job haphazardly. I'm not very satisfied, and with the end of the year approaching, I'm planning to quit. I'll be resting at home starting in January.

Let me tell you about my situation.
I'm 169cm tall and weigh 105kg. I'm fairly fair-skinned, not a stunning beauty, but fair skin does cover up many flaws. I still get a lot of attention on the street.
We currently live in a studio apartment, which originally belonged to my boyfriend's aunt. Later, his aunt and uncle moved to a faraway city and stopped living there. Since they're family, they sold it cheaply. We're grateful to his aunt for providing us with a place to live during this time of soaring prices and exorbitant housing costs. Although it's a bit old, we're very happy!
My boyfriend's parents divorced when he was in elementary school. According to him, it was because his father cheated on his mother… But! His father has remarried, and his new wife isn't the woman he cheated with! I won't comment on this younger generation... This girl is the one my boyfriend's current stepmother brought over.
I should mention that my boyfriend and I started dating in our sophomore year of college, and it's been over three years now. His father remarried two years ago, and I even attended the wedding. I quite liked this girl back then; she was pretty, petite, not very talkative, and liked to laugh. When many of his relatives came, there weren't enough beds, so I shared a small bed with her. Since I'm only a year older than her, we had a lot to talk about, and we got along quite well!
She's a year younger than us, graduating next year; she's a senior this year. I heard she's not a particularly diligent student, attending a less prestigious university in a less desirable major, making it difficult for her to find a job. But she's quite ambitious and insists on working in the provincial capital. So, starting in
October her classes were almost over, she moved into my boyfriend's and my place. I was very happy about it! I'm a very restless person. My boyfriend usually works overtime, while my job is relatively easy; I get off work at 5:30 and basically have nothing to do... So I thought, it would be great if my sister came over so we could play and talk together. So when my boyfriend's parents called about this, I kept saying, "Don't worry, don't worry, leave it to us. We'll definitely find you a good job."
So, one weekend, my boyfriend went to the small town where my sister goes to university and picked her up. There were so many things with her; it was like moving house. My boyfriend and I spent an entire night unpacking her and setting up a bed in the small living room. I was worried that she might need privacy, so I went out and bought a large curtain to hang next to the bed so she could do whatever she wanted inside. I'm such a good sister-in-law, la la la~
While we were doing all this, my sister took a white radish and started munching on it. She ate two, and I noticed her licking the radish occasionally. She noticed me watching her eat like that and said it tasted even better that way. I smiled. Her action reminded me of when I give my boyfriend oral sex. I felt a little wet down there; I needed to clean myself up quickly, how embarrassing! We had to go to work tomorrow, and it was almost 1 a.m. Everyone washed up and went to bed.
Not long after we got into bed, I heard his sister's soft snoring. I couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and my boyfriend couldn't sleep either. I held his penis in my hand and said, "Did you see your sister eat the radish just now?" He said, "Ah, no!"
But my hand started moving up and down. I whispered in my boyfriend's ear, "The way she ate the radish just now reminded me of your brother. I really wanted to take a bite then." "My boyfriend's penis gradually became erect. My boyfriend isn't very strong, but his penis is quite good, with 16cm testicles that are particularly large. I love sucking on his penis and watching him enjoy it. At this moment, my boyfriend pressed my head down onto his penis, and I didn't hesitate to take his open glans into my mouth and suck on it. My boyfriend's hand also teased my clitoris. I consider myself quite skilled at oral sex. The clear fluid kept flowing from my boyfriend's glans. I took it in my mouth, then spat it onto his penis, licking it,
slowly moving down, taking one of his testicles into my mouth, then spitting it out, then switching to the other. Then I slowly licked upwards from the base of his penis with the tip of my tongue, then gently circled the glans with my tongue. At this moment, my boyfriend let out a soft moan, and his fingers were also inserting and withdrawing into my vagina. His other hand was pressing down on my head, and he kept saying: 'So good...so good...'
Just then, his sister got up. We both stopped. His sister got up to go to the toilet, and after using it, she lay down again. I..." My boyfriend was moving his penis up and down, and he said, "Let me fuck you!" I thought about it, and realized I'd have to wash up afterwards, and it might wake his sister, so I said, "No need today, it's too late! Tomorrow. I'll take care of it for you." Then, I sped up, my mouth on his glans, my hands moving constantly. After a few minutes, my boyfriend's moans changed, and I knew he was about to come. I didn't stop,
and then his penis throbbed, and a thick stream of semen shot directly into my throat. I swallowed it all. I didn't take my mouth off his penis until he finished, and then I licked the semen off it. I looked up at my boyfriend and asked, "Was it good?" He pulled me into his arms and said, "I'll treat you properly sometime." I kissed him and said, "Let's sleep." We fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning, I got up at 7:30, grabbed some bread, and started making milk. Suddenly, I remembered there was someone else at home, so I quickly ran out to ask my sister if she wanted breakfast. I called her a few times, and she said, "No." Then I won't wake her up so early anymore, let her sleep. My boyfriend gets up like he's fighting for his life every morning, he'd die if I woke him up five minutes earlier! He's so noisy at home, I told him to keep it down, there are people sleeping! But he kept going! My sister was also woken up, she pulled the curtains and came out. It's still quite hot here in October, and my sister was wearing just her underwear and a t-shirt when she pulled the curtains! I didn't even react at first, my
first thought was, who is this person? My sister wasn't wearing a bra under her clothes, her two little white rabbits were pushing up her t-shirt, her two cute little grapes were faintly visible, I don't know if it was the natural sound under her underwear or because she had a lot of pubic hair, there were a lot of "loose threads" coming out around her underwear... My boyfriend was also stunned, he stood there staring blankly, mesmerized. I gently nudged him, and he finally came to his senses and said, "I'm going to the bathroom..." My sister was very polite, she called me "sister" t_t Everyone was so embarrassed. I didn't know what the younger sister was thinking. Was she still half asleep and thought we were in the dorm?
I followed her into the bathroom and whispered behind my boyfriend, "Why are you staring at her like that? She's so beautiful!" My boyfriend smiled sheepishly and said, "It just happened so suddenly, I didn't have time to dodge." I said, "Don't get any funny ideas. She's your sister. That's incest! Be careful, or I'll cut it off." As I said this, I grabbed his genitals, only to find that he was already erect. He smiled sheepishly. I pretended to point at his penis and scolded, "You're so restless."
I lightly slapped it a few times. My boyfriend grabbed my hand and started stroking it up and down through his pants. I asked, "Don't you have to go to work again?" My boyfriend was about to say something when suddenly there was a cough at the door. We were startled. There stood the younger sister, saying she needed to use the bathroom. We were even more embarrassed and quickly moved aside. She was still not wearing anything underneath. She walked past us, glanced at my boyfriend, and gave him a reproachful look. I didn't think much of it, assuming she felt her brother shouldn't act like that. I just didn't realize that her gaze held a different meaning!
My boyfriend works farther than me, and he snatched my bread and ran away. I guess he couldn't handle such a suggestive scene and ran off. I thought he definitely couldn't handle it; I wondered what he'd do at work. I want to show I'm a good sister-in-law, so I wanted to ask her if she had any pajamas, but I was too embarrassed. Girls are sensitive; she didn't even react much when she was wearing underwear. It wouldn't be appropriate for me to bring it up, so I ignored it, made a few useless remarks, and went to work! All day, my mind was filled with the image of my sister's underwear!
So, during lunch, I texted my boyfriend, asking if my sister usually did this at home. He said no. I thought that made sense, since his dad is usually home. For the next two days, my sister slept for two days… I discovered she has two main hobbies: sleeping and munching on carrots! Or rather, munching and licking them at the same time.
I usually eat at the company because I'm lazy, and my boyfriend is often working overtime or traveling for work, so I rarely cook at home. But my sister came over, and I couldn't let her eat alone, so I bought groceries and cooked. I got off work early anyway, and it was a good opportunity to show my sister-in-law I'm a good wife and make her happy, so she'd say good things about me… I'm so traditional!
When I got home, my sister was curled up on our bed watching TV. I asked her if she was home all day, and she said yes, and that she didn't know anyone here. I said, "I'll take you shopping this weekend!" While I was cooking, my sister was watching. The place is small, so we kept bumping into each other. I said, "Go watch TV, it
'll be ready soon." My sister was embarrassed and said she didn't know how to cook. All my annoyance vanished because of her embarrassment… I happily cooked! My boyfriend came home too. During dinner, he suddenly said, "Wear something neater at home next time…"
You know, he doesn't know how to do things properly! He didn't say anything then, but now so much time has passed, and everyone is dressed neatly now! You're saying this now? You can find out later, right? My sister glanced at me then, and that look...it gave me the creeps. She thought I was gossiping behind her back.
That night, she wasn't very talkative. I noticed that she usually only wore her underwear when she showered, but that night, she went in fully clothed! And she came out fully clothed too... I criticized my boyfriend that night. The girl didn't complain, so why did I say that? My boyfriend was so serious! He said we weren't related by blood, and this wasn't right.
Just as I fell asleep, my boyfriend's hands reached for my breasts. One hand flicked my nipple, while the other was sucked and licked. Soon my nipples were hard and big, and my genitals were wet. My little hands were also holding my boyfriend's penis. Then my boyfriend turned on the bedside lamp and said he'd treat his wife well tonight. I said shyly, "Be gentle, my sister's still in the living room." My boyfriend smiled lewdly, and I knew it was going to be another sleepless night. I was so excited!
My boyfriend laid me down and carefully admired and studied my genitals. He used two thumbs to separate my labia majora and his middle finger to tease my labia minora. At the mons pubis, I saw that little pink fleshy ball again. Ah! My clitoris is so beautiful! So, my boyfriend stretched out a finger and gently flicked it repeatedly. "Ah!" I cried out in surprise, my body arching upwards, trembling: "No... be gentle! I can't... I can't do this...
" I cried out nervously, both excited and afraid of waking my sister in the living room. My boyfriend continued to caress my sensitive clitoris, and my body trembled even more violently, writhing like a white snake. I really couldn't hold back anymore, so I grabbed a pillow and bit it. Seeing my strong reaction, my boyfriend's heroic spirit rose, and his emotions became even more excited. My boyfriend held his penis and thrust in forcefully, "plop," deeply penetrating my body. "Oh!" I breathed softly, my body trembling again. "...Oh... so tight... I like it so much." My boyfriend was thrusting in and out in a "doggy style" position, shouting excitedly.

My vagina contracted repeatedly, suppressing my moans. He thrust violently dozens of times, and I moved my hips in rhythm with his movements. "Is it good?" he asked as he thrust. "Yes!" I cried out. "Want more?" "Yes... keep fucking me... oh... you're doing it so well... my whole body is tingling..." My vagina sucked on his penis.
"Ah... harder... oh... oh... ah... I'm coming!... God... faster!... faster..." His thrusts became even faster. My body swayed back and forth with his impact. "Ah!" I suddenly screamed, my body trembling uncontrollably. My boyfriend knew I had orgasmed. He turned me to face him, and we embraced tightly, our tongues intertwining... He whispered between kisses, "Wife, are you comfortable?" I didn't answer him, my eyes closed, and I nodded gently, letting him caress and kiss me
. After a while, his penis was erect again, eager to display its power once more.
My boyfriend placed his penis near my lips, holding its thick, long shaft in his hand and rubbing it against my cheek a few times. I couldn't help but lick the head of his penis with my tongue, then opened my mouth and, with a "tsk!" sound, took it into my mouth
, feeling my tongue swirling around it! His penis grew even thicker, almost overflowing my mouth, so I quickly spat it out. Then, I gently stroked his penis with my hand, while my left hand's fingers lightly caressed and teased the throbbing shaft. I occasionally brushed the hairs that fell across my cheeks behind my ears, while simultaneously lowering my head and licking the head of his penis with a wanton lick. My small, fragrant lips were constantly stroking the groove around his penis.
Then, my boyfriend pressed my plump buttocks against his face and began to lick my wet, tender vulva with relish, his tongue moving in and out, licking and teasing, occasionally gently biting my clitoris. "Mmm...no...don't tease me anymore...oh...ah...it feels so good...you big bad guy...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah..." I held my boyfriend's penis tightly in my mouth, as if afraid it would run away. She would occasionally moan softly during the sucking intervals to release the lust in my heart, and her slender waist twisted and swayed.
"Ah...baby...oh...so good...oh...ah...ah..." My tender little hole kept flowing with my lustful fluids, soaking my boyfriend's face. My clitoris was throbbing from his sucking. Perhaps my sexual desire hadn't been released yesterday, as my body twisted and turned, moaning wildly and seductively: "Oh...oh...so good...ah...you're making me feel so good...ah...
I can't take it anymore...ah...I'm coming...oh...so good...ah...I'm coming..." I suddenly trembled a few times, and a stream of hot, sticky lustful fluid sprayed into my boyfriend's mouth. I lay weakly on the bed, savoring the passion of just now. My boyfriend came over and whispered in my ear: "Baby, was it good?" "Mmm." I nestled in my boyfriend's arms and fell asleep like that.

The next day, I woke up radiant, everything I did felt great, even my face was much rosier
. On the 7th day, I realized something was wrong. My sister came to look for a job, so why was she spending all her time watching TV and surfing the internet? I asked her, and she said she was just bored at school. Her roommates were either living with their boyfriends, going home and not coming back, or simply disappearing!
Well, these days, college students… I understand, I just graduated! Apparently, this girl was just here for fun. She probably got bored at home and had someone watching over her, so she found an excuse to come out. She likes to watch TV in our room. Well, there's only one TV; what else can she do if we don't let her watch TV? But sometimes she watches until after midnight. My boyfriend and I only have one bed, and
she lay on one side. I wanted to make love, but I was too embarrassed to kick her out. She would flip through the channels with the remote until there was nothing left to watch before leaving. I didn't want to rush her, so I told my boyfriend. The next day, the TV was in the living room… Actually, I didn't think there was anything wrong with it, I just hadn't told her. My sister is only a year younger than me, I thought she would understand, but I was wrong.
When I came back the next day, my boyfriend hadn't come home from work yet. I saw her sitting there, the lights off, and asked her what was wrong. She said, "Sister, I'm leaving tomorrow." I was confused, she hadn't mentioned this before. I said, "Is there something going on at school?" Guess what she said? She immediately stood up and said loudly, "Do you think I'm leaving so you have to rush me?!"
I was startled. What did she mean? I asked, "What's wrong? What did I do?" She said, "You know!" Then she added, "Shameless!" I completely lost it! What was going on?! I hadn't even put my bag down when I got yelled at!! I went up to her and asked, "What are you talking about? I don't understand, but you have to explain it clearly today." I turned on the light with a snap, and that's when I realized this girl's face was covered in tears! I was stunned. I'm a coward; when I saw someone crying, my first reaction was that I had bullied her. I asked, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"
My sister said she was fine, just a little annoyed. I sat down next to her and asked, "What's wrong? Tell me." She said, "It's still about finding a job, it's making me anxious." So I launched into a long, comforting speech, saying things like, "Everyone goes through this," "Things will work themselves out," and so on... but she didn't seem to react much! So I said generously, "Let's go! If you're feeling down, let's go out for a big meal!" I called my boyfriend, asked where he was, and told him I was going out to eat with my sister, asking him to come too. My boyfriend's reaction was strange; he asked, "Why are you going out
to eat with her?" I said I wanted to. I now suspect she must have complained to him about me that day, which is why he was surprised we were eating together. The meal wasn't very enjoyable because I ate the most! She came to our area at the end of October, went home for about a week in early November
, and then came back, bringing a lot of food from home, made by her mother, saying she wanted us to try it. This time she came back a bit different. She'd had her hair done, that kind of layered bob, dyed chocolate brown… I won't go into the mess in between, anyway, I'm not going to try to justify it. Two girls the same age, and she even has some ambiguous feelings for her brother—we just can't get along.
That day was November 26th, I remember it clearly, a Saturday.
One of my best friends from university was having an early birthday celebration. She was also in this city, but lived far away. We ate dinner until after 11 pm, and she even suggested we go play cards. So I called my boyfriend and said I wouldn't be going home that night, jokingly adding, "You guys are all alone,
don't do me a disservice." That night, my best friend and I played cards at a karaoke bar. There was my best friend's boyfriend, me, another guy, and her boyfriend's friends—four of us in total. Playing cards was incredibly boring, I had no motivation. My best friend suggested playing a game with some kind of punishment. "Okay, okay!" I was practically falling asleep, and everyone agreed. Truth or dare...we're all adults, playing truth or dare is just a childish game. Then my best friend suggested we take our clothes off. Whoever loses has to take off a shirt. All three of them were looking at me,
and I blurted out, "Come on, come on!" But I was secretly nervous, then I remembered I had one more shirt than them! So, the punishment-based card game began. In the first round, my best friend's boyfriend's friend lost, and he took off his shirt without hesitation. "Wow!" my best friend exclaimed, "What? Your chest is sagging? Hahaha!" Everyone burst into laughter. The man was fair-skinned, but had a lot of fat on his body; he clearly didn't exercise much.
In the second round, my best friend's boyfriend lost, and he also took off his shirt without hesitation. "Wow… this time I exclaimed, what a physique! Six-pack abs, a dark chest, so manly!" My best friend said that's how he is, and I didn't even want to look anymore. I didn't dare look any longer, but my heart was pounding with attraction to his physique. Tragedy struck. I hesitated for a moment, then took off the previous card, leaving only my bra. I suddenly declared, "Let's play! Let's keep playing! Who's afraid of who? My figure is impeccable, no excess fat, and my breasts are a perfect 36B."
The next round, I lost again. Ah… I hesitated. All three of them were staring at me. My best friend couldn't help but laugh, her smile radiant. My best friend's boyfriend then said, "It's late, let's stop playing and go home." I was conflicted. "I'll give it my all…" I said, "Games have rules." I took off my bra and tossed it to my best friend, revealing my two little white rabbits. The two guys looked a little embarrassed and lowered their heads, shuffling the cards. I said, "Let's continue." I noticed my best friend's boyfriend secretly glancing at my chest while shuffling, but I didn't say anything.
Before the next round was even over, I suddenly had a stomachache and rushed to the toilet; oh no!! My period started! My pants were covered in red. I called out to my best friend: "Xiao Mei!" "Oh no, what happened?" I cried out urgently. There was no other way; I quickly got dressed. I hurriedly called out, then hailed a taxi and rushed home.
When I got inside, no one was there… neither my boyfriend nor she was there. I couldn't worry about that now; I had to deal with my personal issues first. Then, I lay in bed, wondering, where did those two go? It's almost 1 a.m.! Did they go shopping? And they didn't say they were out when they called.
So I called my boyfriend, but no one answered… I kept calling… the third time, he answered. I asked him where he was, and he asked me in return, "Where are you?" I froze. Then it dawned on me—I had lied… I said, "At so-and-so's house (my best friend)." Then I discovered a shocking secret: my boyfriend said, "I'm at home, I'm asleep. What's wrong?" I was truly shocked! I could have been calmer, but I couldn't hold back and immediately roared: "I'm at home!
Where the hell are you?!" At the time, I didn't think too much about it. I just assumed they were having a little fling and going out for fun. Why would they need to go out if they didn't have a bed at home? I really underestimated this girl. My thinking was perfectly normal; any normal person would think that way… But then I heard someone shout something loudly on the other end—it was in dialect, and I didn't understand. Before I could react, they hung up… I called again, no answer. I called again, hung up… I called again, phone off. I was completely stunned! What was going on? What was happening?
I'd been drinking, and in a moment of impulse, I wanted to call his mom, but I controlled myself and kept waiting. I refused to believe they wouldn't come back!
But I was wrong again. Those two didn't come back on Saturday night, the 26th! That night, I kept calling my boyfriend, phone off… I kept pacing back and forth, unable to stop for a moment, feeling helpless, my whole body cold. I called every half minute, I was going crazy. Just before dawn, the call connected, but I suddenly didn't know what to say.
Before they answered, I hung up. I called my best friend to ask where she was. She said she had just gotten back and was about to take a shower and go to bed. I told her to wait a bit, I'd be right there. She said, "You're on your period and still not settled down?" That's when I remembered, my period had started. I hadn't slept all night and had been drinking; I really felt like throwing up! Those two jerks. I took a taxi again, not because it was a waste, but because it was so early and there were no buses…
When I got to my best friend's house, I said, "Let's go to sleep first!" I was really feeling terrible at that moment; my mind couldn't keep up, but my body was aching. I'd been up for too long, and before I knew it, I threw up… My best friend was immediately shocked and asked, "Didn't you have your period? How come you're pregnant?!"
I said, "Quick, get me some water!" My phone had been completely silent the whole time, not a single sound. Didn't you guys even bother to call and explain? My best friend asked what was wrong, and I told her. She said, "Are you guys making up a novel? You must be overthinking it." I really didn't want to say anything more, so I put my phone on silent and went to sleep, but I couldn't fall asleep! I've been in a daze the whole time, and then my stomach started hurting... Ugh, so miserable. My best friend woke up around noon and, seeing me still half-dead, dragged me out to eat.
I glanced at my phone. No calls, three texts: one spam, one from 10086 (China Mobile's customer service number), and the last one... You jerk! You texted me again! I've read this text countless times; it's still saved on my phone. They've sent me countless texts since then, most of which I've deleted after reading, but this one is the only one I've kept. This is the beginning of their betrayal, and it hasn't ended yet!
The text said: "Sister, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Don't blame brother. I don't like smelling your scent in your house, in your bed. Please forgive my stubbornness. You're still my sister-in-law."
I stared at my phone for a long time. I hadn't rested in a while, and my brain was a little foggy. Actually, the text wasn't very clear; it didn't say what happened! I quickly called my best friend to look. After she read it, she immediately wanted to call and yell at me, but I held her back. I asked her, "
Is this real?" My best friend said, "You really encountered something like this? I thought you were joking!" I froze, completely bewildered. Actually, from last night until now, although I was emotionally agitated, I hadn't considered that possibility at all. No normal person would think that way! I thought at most they'd gone out for a romantic meal and shopping. This means
they'd ?! I immediately called my boyfriend. This time, he answered and asked where I was. I said I was at my best friend's house. And this guy actually asked, "You didn't go home yesterday?" Did he think he could keep lying just because I didn't go home? I said, "Aren't you going to explain yourself?" He paused for a moment and said, "I'm sorry." I was furious at that "I'm sorry." She just said "I'm sorry" too! You two are really playing along! Do you know what you've done? Do you know that you're not just sorry to me, you're sorry to your parents too!
I dragged Xiaomei back with me to help me move my things… I really didn’t want to be with them. It doesn’t matter who the other woman is now, I just can’t accept this person… Forgive me, I still can’t handle things emotionally, and I can’t accept things that are too frivolous, like this. Seriously, I still feel this way now, I get goosebumps all over, I don’t know how to accept it. So, the day I found out about this, I gave in,
without any struggle, and left… Of course, I wasn’t thinking of letting them have their way. I’m not that noble, and besides, could I really let them have their way?! I’ve wasted three or four years on him, how many times he’s slept with me, how many times I’ve sucked his penis. And our relatives and friends all know about our relationship, I have to consider all of this!
When I got back, everyone was there, what a coincidence! I said, “Xiaomei, go watch TV first.” The three of us were in the living room. I noticed she had actually been crying; her eyes were swollen. Sorry, I don’t pity you, I haven’t even cried yet. I started packing my things, and she actually came up and tried to pull me away, saying, "I've packed everything, I'm leaving right now,
don't go." I immediately got angry. I forgot to mention that this little girl had always told me that this was her brother's house, and she could stay as long as she wanted, while I didn't even know how long I could stay. She always talked to me like this behind my back. I didn't argue back then because I felt I should give in to her since I'm older, but now I realize I'm only five months older than her! So I shook her off and said, "I don't care if you leave or not,
I'm leaving." She grabbed me, crying as she pulled, saying it was all her fault. I glanced at my boyfriend; he was like a block of wood. He's always like this. I have to say something about my boyfriend. I still can't understand how he could do something like this. When we were together, he was almost always very indulgent and doting. I had my share of little tantrums,
but he never really held it against me. We didn't have much money, but he always took me out for nice meals, contributing all his monthly allowance to me! As a result, I gained over ten pounds while we were together. He might not be very talkative, a bit introverted, but he's a really good person. All his friends say so, even taking advantage of his kindness. He usually pays for meals and doesn't want anyone to suffer any injustice.
So, even though his circumstances weren't great, I chose him because of his character. Who knew it would turn out like this? I'm really heartbroken. He didn't even ask me to stay! Fine, I'll leave now! Actually, I had a lot of stuff; I packed my everyday items, and it was a huge bag.
Leaving
feels pathetic, doesn't it? I haven't cried yet because I haven't recovered. Really, I even doubt the truth of what happened… No one explained anything to me; all I heard was "I'm sorry." Although "I'm sorry" already explained everything, I still didn't believe it at the time. Why did I move out? Maybe it was out of spite, out of anger. I moved directly into Xiaomei's house. Xiaomei has a two-bedroom, two-living-room apartment. I slept in the guest room, and she and her boyfriend slept in the other room. Xiaomei said, "Stay as long as you want, just like it's your own home." I was very touched, so I settled in. One afternoon, Xiaomei went to work while I was taking a nap. I was woken up
by the urge to pee and rushed to the toilet. Xiaomei's toilet was one of those sliding aluminum alloy ones. As soon as I opened the door, I was startled by a figure. It turned out to be Xiaomei's boyfriend taking a shower. "Ah!" We both screamed. I quickly backed out and closed the door. "Um, why are you back?" I said. I had just finished playing ball and came back to take a shower. "Why wasn't the water running? I thought no one was home." "I was just about to put on the soap when you rushed in." Only then did I realize I had come to use the toilet. I said anxiously, "How long are you going to shower? I can't hold it anymore!" I had only just started showering, and
I really couldn't hold it anymore. I shouted, "I can't take it anymore, I have to go first!" I pushed the door open again, took off my pants, squatted down, and relieved myself quickly. It felt so good. I breathed a sigh of relief, only to remember that there was someone next to me. I turned around and saw him staring at me intently. My face flushed red, and I cursed, "Pervert!" My best friend's boyfriend sighed, "You barged in while I was showering and called me a pervert." I quickly pulled up my pants and said, "Everyone needs to use the restroom." I turned around and realized his muscular physique still fascinated me. I looked him up and down, and this time he blushed and said, "What are you looking at? And you called me a pervert?" He quickly covered his private parts with his hands.
I realized I'd lost my composure, but I wasn't about to back down: "What's wrong with looking? You saw me in the bathroom, I should at least make it up to you." "Tch, so stingy." I said and left
, all sleepiness gone, and sat in the living room watching TV. My best friend's boyfriend finished showering and came out. Seeing me watching TV, he said, "I'm going to take an afternoon nap, keep your voice down." I felt a little embarrassed; after all, I'm a girl. I said "Okay." He went inside. Everything was fine, since we were all so familiar with each other.
I'm just coasting at work; I'm still on probation. This has completely made me not want this job anymore. It's pointless; I want to go home. I was late and left early, I was so willful! ^o^ In the three or four days after moving out, she sent me a few messages, and after I hung up on her occasional calls, she stopped calling altogether. My boyfriend didn't react at all, which I didn't expect. Because before, no matter how big or small the argument, he would always come to coax me immediately, or at least not for long. But now it's been four or five days, and
there's been no movement at all. I'm getting sadder and more resentful every day. What did I do wrong? Why do I get this kind of punishment? You two just say sorry and that's it, then you go off and have fun! No way!
On the fifth day, I couldn't hold back and sent my boyfriend a text message: I've been waiting for your explanation. I had just put my phone down when he called. I thought for a moment and answered. He said: I thought you hadn't forgiven me. I said: How could I forgive you? He said: She went back. I said: Why didn't you go back with her? He said: I'm sorry. I said, "Don't just say sorry, I need to explain
." Then I learned the whole story. Perhaps it was too late, but he told me that this girl had actually told him she liked him last year, but he didn't pay much attention, since they hadn't spent much time together. During their last summer vacation, they even went to an ancient town (damn, he told me it was a family trip).
I asked him if they stayed together then, and he said yes. I asked if anything happened, and he said no, but they slept together. Later, when he came back, they stayed together. He didn't contact her much, but actually, they did. Now that I think about it, they always spoke in dialect on the phone, which I couldn't understand and didn't care much about. They were actually already together!
It's so heartbreaking. I thought it was just this once, but it seems it's more than that! They even traveled together and stayed together, and he still had the nerve to say they only slept together! I suddenly feel like I don't even know him anymore. I originally thought he would never do something like this. But now, not only did he, but he chose this girl. I don't want to say anything more, and I hung up the phone. During
the day, I'm just a nobody; at night, I watch TV and use the computer—bored, empty, lonely, and filled with hatred. I felt free at Xiaomei's house, doing whatever I wanted and sleeping whenever I wanted. They both had jobs, unlike me, a nobody, so they went to bed earlier than me. Occasionally, I'd hear Xiaomei's moans at night, and thinking about her boyfriend's masculinity, my heart would flutter.
Another long night passed. It was already midnight. My best friend and her boyfriend were asleep, and I was bored, so I lay on the sofa in the living room watching TV. Thinking about my best friend's boyfriend's muscular physique while showering, my cheeks flushed. It had been over a month since we'd had sex, and
I suddenly felt a surge of desire. One hand involuntarily reached down to my genitals; they were already wet. I gently stimulated my clitoris. Then the phone rang—a text message. I picked it up and saw it was from 10086 again. Sending spam at midnight! I was annoyed, and the message disrupted my arousal. The TV was boring, and drowsiness gradually crept in. Not wanting to move, I fell asleep on the sofa.
I don't know how long I slept, but I was woken up by the sound of flushing water. Through my groggy state, I saw a tall figure come out of the bathroom—it was my best friend's boyfriend. He hadn't even worn underwear when he came out to pee! He didn't go back to the bedroom; instead, he stood in front of the coffee table, picked up a glass, and drank some water. Although there was moonlight, the sofa was backlit, so the light on it was rather dim.
He hadn't even noticed I was asleep on the sofa. He was standing so his penis was directly facing my head, the moonlight shining on him, highlighting his strong chest, well-defined abs, and his small penis. I couldn't resist reaching out to touch his abs. Startled by the sudden hand, he recoiled, then leaned closer, realizing it was me. "
Ah, what are you doing sleeping here?" I said, "I was so sleepy watching TV, I didn't want to move and just fell asleep." Then he remembered he wasn't wearing pants and quickly covered his manhood with both hands. His embarrassed look made me laugh. "I already saw it, why are you covering it?" He thought about it and realized he was right, so he let go. A silence fell over the living room; the only sound was the ticking of the clock. @#$%(wersdfxvop He said, "Um, go back to your room and sleep, don't get cold.
"
I went to sleep. Then I was about to go inside when, I don't know where I got the courage and strength, I grabbed his hand and wouldn't let him go. He stopped and looked at me. I said, "Don't go. Stay with me." He didn't move. I sat up, and slowly reached my hand towards his crotch.
I stopped just before touching his penis, looked up at him, and saw desire in his eyes. Without hesitation, I grabbed his penis. He trembled. Gradually, his penis began to swell, began to rise, and stood erect, pointing directly at my face. It turned out his penis wasn't very big; I estimated it to be at most 11cm. The penis was so large, but it turned out it wasn't that big.
But at that moment, I didn't think about anything else; my desires were overwhelming. I pulled him down onto the sofa and knelt before him. I lowered my head and took his penis into my mouth. He seemed to enjoy it; his penis twitched excitedly as soon as it entered. My soft lips and the warmth of my mouth enveloped his penis completely.
I took his entire penis into my mouth and stroked it up and down, my tongue swirling around the glans. My wet tongue slid across the glans, like a little snake slowly coiling around it. The taste buds on my tongue pressed against his penis. My small hands quickly stroked it. And that wasn't all; I stroked his glans with my hands, occasionally lightly running my fingertips across his firm abdomen. Then, I quickly started sucking on his penis –
a move my boyfriend and I had practiced for years, it was pretty good, and my boyfriend couldn't resist it. I made moaning sounds, using my voice to seduce him. I sucked hard on his glans while simultaneously stroking his penis with my hand. Then he stood up, and I knelt in front of him. He pressed my head down with both hands and thrust in and out rapidly. I felt like I couldn't breathe, and I tried to push him away, but he held my head down, breathing heavily. I was about to suffocate when he seemed to notice and said, "
Sorry, it feels so good." Then he wrapped his arms around my neck, pulled my mouth, which was holding his penis, up, and pressed me down on the sofa, pressing his lips directly against mine, his tongue breaking through... He kissed my teeth, and our lips intertwined. Then, his lips moved down, slowly kissing my neck. His hands, unable to resist, moved towards my breasts, reaching inside to unhook my bra. I let my breasts change shape in his hands. He removed my top, revealing my body—my smooth skin, my flat stomach, and my pink nipples.
He stared, mesmerized. I said, "I saw that when we were playing cards the other day." Saying this, I pressed his head against my nipple. He sucked on it, his right hand kneading my other breast, while his left hand slowly moved towards my pubic area. He pressed his left hand against my vulva, kneading it. I was already aroused, very wet. He parted my labia and inserted his middle finger.

"Mmm~~~~~" I groaned softly. Then he slowly inserted two fingers in and out. "Mmm~~mmm~~ah~~ah~~I can't take it anymore~" I grabbed his penis and said, "Come in~I want it." He stopped what he was doing, spread my legs, made me kneel between them, aimed, and thrust in all the way. I couldn't help but scream loudly: "Ah~~~" My fingernails dug into his back, but he covered my mouth with one hand and stopped. Then I remembered my best friend was still sleeping. We listened quietly for a while; it should be fine. Then he started thrusting wildly, and my moans didn't stop, though I kept suppressing them. I don't know how much time passed, but I really couldn't take it anymore. The feeling of ecstasy,
yet I couldn't scream out loud, afraid my best friend would hear. I really couldn't take it anymore. "Ah~ah~mmm~why haven't you ejaculated yet~~mmm~ah~~" "After hearing that, he increased the speed of his thrusting in his final sprint. As he thrust, he asked, 'Shoot inside?' I replied, 'Mmm...faster! Ah...ah...about 2...'" After about three minutes, the frequency of his thrusts suddenly increased, and he let out moans of "Ahhh..." Then, his penis contracted strongly, and a gush of hot fluid shot out; I felt the semen shooting in spurts. He was on top of me, panting heavily. I was exhausted and let his penis stay inside me. This time, I truly understood what "short but potent" meant. Although his penis wasn't very long, it had given me such intense pleasure. After things calmed down,
he carried me to the bathroom and helped me wash. Seeing his attentive movements, and thinking of my scumbag boyfriend, I felt both disappointed and sad. After washing me, he carried me back to my room and said, "Let's sleep. I'm going back to my room." I nodded. He leaned down and kissed my breasts, looked at me, and gently closed the door. Exhausted from the passion, I quickly fell asleep again.
The next day, everyone got up together, busy with their own work. My best friend's boyfriend saw me and greeted me warmly... He greeted me: "Good morning." I replied: "Good morning." Although we had slept together, he was Xiaomei's boyfriend, and I couldn't interfere. Even if Xiaomei was generous enough to share a man with me, I couldn't. All I wanted was physical satisfaction. After breakfast, everyone rushed off to work.
From that phone call onwards, my boyfriend seemed to think I was going to forgive him, and he started calling me hundreds of times a day again. I blocked him immediately. I ran into him once downstairs at Xiaomei's house, and I yelled at him and told him to go back home. At that time, I thought, what's there to forgive such a disgusting person? I feel nauseous just looking at him. But half a month later, I received a call from my dear little sister. I was deceived. Okay, you guys are ruthless. People are shameless to this extent.
Can we fight with them? When I got to the door, I said, "Don't contact me again. And your so-called brother, don't worry about whether I accept it or not. Think about whether your parents accept it or not." First of all, my petite sister did something that still makes me angry to this day. She said, "Oh, I didn't call you over just for this. You haven't finished packing your things yet. I've packed up everything I saw. Come and pick them up when you're ready." I didn't even have time to react! I couldn't react at all! I really wanted to slap her! Sorry, I'm sorry to disappoint you all,
I didn't. I ran down the stairs in a few steps, feeling like I wanted to die!! For the first time in two weeks, I called that man, just because I couldn't swallow my anger. Women are so strange. In this matter, men and women were equally at fault, but I suddenly turned all my anger on her. I thought about her underwear, the way she glared at me, her divisive words, all sorts of things!
So, I lost my temper and was completely enraged by her. I did something incredibly stupid. I called him and said, "I forgive you." "Okay, I'm moving back in. Tell her to get lost!" Actually, I regretted it as soon as I hung up. What was I doing? Was it even meaningful? If he felt even a little bit guilty, would he have let his sister come? That afternoon at work, I was restless, thinking I shouldn't go back. But fate wouldn't give me that chance.
The guy called, asking if I could come back tomorrow. He said his sister wouldn't leave today and was in a bad mood, and he was worried something might happen. His words, "in a bad mood and worried something might happen," suddenly made me very sad… I had actually been calm for a long time, but suddenly that night I couldn't calm down. Xiaomei was still rambling on about which roast duck was good and that she wanted to go buy some! I said, "Go eat it yourself, remember to bring me some…"
I'm grateful to Xiaomei for taking me in during that time, not charging me rent, bringing me good food, and listening to my rambling; I'm grateful to her boyfriend for that one night of tender passion. Thank you, Xiaomei, you're the best, and your boyfriend is great too. I can only silently thank him.
I fantasized about them being intimate, and the thought made me unable to bear it. If I wasn't there, they could just stay in their own bed, doing whatever they wanted. I even chose the sheets and blankets myself! How suffocating! No way! Why should they?! I steeled myself, ignoring Xiaomei's objections, and stormed off! When I got downstairs, I panicked. Ugh, so pathetic…
It was already quite chilly, and I was only dressed lightly. I hesitated for a long time downstairs, but finally, I couldn't stand the cold anymore and went upstairs! Then I realized I didn't have my key. I knocked… There was no response for a while, but the lights were on inside. Could they be out again? Just when I thought no one was home and I was about to leave, the door opened, and my boyfriend blocked the entrance, saying, "Go back first, go back first." I pushed him aside and went inside.
My sister immediately came out of her room! She came out of her room! She was wearing those pink cotton pajamas with two flowers on the chest—I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra! My blood rushed to my head, and I couldn't control myself! My sister continued to look at me with those hurt little eyes and said, "Okay,
I'm leaving." I was so angry. I said, "If I don't come, then get out of here! Hurry up!" My sister immediately turned around and went back inside, sobbing as she started packing her clothes. My boyfriend actually said, "There's no way to get back now, let's leave tomorrow. We'll stay out tonight." I glanced at him, but before I could say anything, my sister, who was packing, threw her things down, rushed out, shoved us aside, and left...
I noticed then that my boyfriend had actually tried to rush out—just a slight twitch of his shoulder, but he didn't actually move. I shoved him out too, and slammed the door shut. "Don't you fucking come back!" I didn't realize this wasn't my house... The man knocked very softly on the door a few times, but I didn't open it. There was no response. I looked through the peephole—damn, nobody was there! I lost my temper! I threw all the things my sister had been packing out the window!
My sister yelled at me from downstairs. I was going crazy. "You guys get out!" I started acting like a shrew, throwing things around. My sister kept yelling at me from downstairs, and the more she yelled, the more I threw... Thinking about it now, it's terrifying. I bet the whole building went crazy! Thankfully, no one called the police →_→ Speaking of throwing things, I threw all of my sister's clothes, shoes, and underwear downstairs. It was dark, so I don't know if she picked them all up. I didn't hear my boyfriend say anything, and after a while, my sister stopped yelling, so I calmed down. I felt wronged, and my hands were shaking with anger. But I wasn't leaving; I was staying here!

Damn it, those two must have made love countless times in this room. Don't ask me how I know they used it; I checked the trash can. Neither of them are diligent; they never empty it, no matter how high it is. I just rummaged through it and pulled it all out—a huge pile. It was disgusting; it made my stomach churn
. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I immediately called my best friend's boyfriend and said, "Come to my old place." He asked what happened, and I said, "Don't ask so many questions, don't tell Xiaomei." He arrived shortly after. As soon as he came in, I closed the door, pushed him onto the bed, and sat on him. He asked again. I said, "Shut up." He loosened and pulled his belt, pulling it off along with his underwear. His penis was still soft, but I started stroking it with my hand, and it got hard after just a few strokes. Suddenly, he sat up and
said, "Don't rush. Let me do it. Let me do it. I know you're not in a good mood. Lie down, let me do it." His gentle voice stirred my heart again. I obediently lay down. He pulled off all my clothes, and I lay naked on the bed, spread-eagled. He was still rubbing my breasts with one hand and touching my lower body with the other, his mouth on my other breast. He used his middle finger
to move up and down at the entrance of my vagina, from slow to fast, and my vaginal fluid increased. Then he inserted his middle finger. My vagina was a little tight, very wet and warm. His middle finger slowly teased the inner walls of my vagina, stimulating it, causing it to open and close, and a large amount of vaginal fluid began to flow out. I started to moan softly.
Then he felt it was about time, so he used both hands to separate my labia, buried his head down, and slid his tongue up and down the cleft of my genitals… He looked up and said, "Your lower body smells so good." I closed my eyes, feeling the warm sensation coming from my lower body. It felt so good, much better than when my fingers caressed my vulva. His tongue was so soft, and the stubble on his beard felt even better, ticklish and tingling. He knelt between my legs and began to lick, press, blow, wash, tease, touch, and suck with his tongue. I couldn't help but cry out, "Ah...ah..."

Hearing my moans, he couldn't resist either. He lowered my long legs, raised his short, sharp penis, and placed the base of my thighs on his knees, rubbing the head of his penis against my clitoris. "Oh...yes...oh oh...ah...no...I can't take it...oh..."
This time, I cried out loudly at home. He gently placed the head of his penis at the entrance of my vagina, lightly touching it. "Don't move anymore, it's so itchy, I want it." I said, frowning, my face flushed, and my breathing rapid. He teased my nipples again, a gesture that made me writhe, panting.
I laughed and said, "What do you want? You're so naughty, I...I want..." His pinching of my breasts was sometimes light, sometimes heavy, making my breathing increasingly rapid.
I gradually spread my legs wider, arching my vulva to reveal my pink flesh. I could feel myself trembling; I was ready for him to enter. He grabbed my slender waist, aimed at my opening, and thrust hard, penetrating deeply. He shoved his penis in. Although it wasn't very thick, the instant fullness of my vagina
gave me indescribable satisfaction and ecstasy. He lifted my long, jade-like legs, thrusting harder and harder, his fingers gripping my breasts, which jiggled like pudding, desperately penetrating my tender vulva. The constant attacks made my body shake uncontrollably, waves of shock coming from below. I moaned softly, feeling my juices flowing more and more.
"Mmm...mmm...don't stop...I...oh...uh...I can't take it anymore...oh..." The fierce attacks seemed to penetrate deep into my uterus with every thrust. With each thrust, his testicles slammed against my hips, my breasts swayed back and forth like a pendulum, my hands gripped the sheets tightly, my eyes were slightly closed, my brows were furrowed, and my lips parted slightly,
squeezing out a soul-stirring moan from my throat: "Oh...oh...oh...I'm going to die...oh...uh...have mercy on me..." Hearing my soft, pleading words, he thrust even more wildly. "Mmm...yes...I...it feels so good..." I was now being fucked to the point of ecstasy. All I could hear were the squelching, squelching, squelching sounds of penetration echoing in the small space, like applause responding to his vigorous thrusting. "Ah...ah ah...ah...ah ah ah...! Ah ah ah...ah ah ah...! Ah...!

Then he suddenly asked again, 'Do you want a condom?' I said yes, it's in the fridge! He took out his penis, got the condom, and put it on. He exclaimed, 'Ah, that feels so good!' So the condom was chilled, no wonder. I couldn't wait and said, 'Quick, I want it.' He went back to work, thrusting in and out wildly. My chest began to heave violently as I gasped for breath. He gradually increased the speed of his thrusts, hitting the deepest point his penis could reach again and again. Before long, I couldn't hold back anymore,
wrapping my legs around his waist and shouting loudly: 'Oh! Oh! Oh!... Fuck me!... Oh!... Fuck me!... Fuck me hard! Hmm... Hmm... Hmm... Hmm... Oh...' Hearing this, he thrust his lower body even harder, attacking even more fiercely. Then I screamed and stopped all my commotion, completely..." My body stiffened instantly, a shattering, intense orgasm assaulting my brain. My whole body trembled uncontrollably, shaking violently and unconsciously. Deep inside me, a ring of muscles tightened around his penis, spasming violently.
My vagina contracted rapidly, his penis feeling as if it were being tightly gripped, unable to move. Then, his penis throbbed with each pulse within my warm vagina, and a thick, hot stream of semen erupted like a stampede of horses, shooting onto the condom. Yet, I could still feel the force of his ejaculation, as if it were breaking free of the condom's restraints. He lay motionless on top of me, the tranquility after the orgasm so wonderful. He carried me to wash up again, and afterward, I told him to go home early. He repeatedly urged me to, and then the pornographic film was gone, leaving me alone in the empty house. "
You can do it with your sister in this room, or I can bring someone else."
My boyfriend didn't come home that night, as expected. The next day, I called him and said, "You two are shameless! You're really shameless! Don't drag me into this anymore, stay away from me!" Then I sent a message to my sister, saying, "Don't provoke me anymore. I've already scolded you enough. If you don't stop, I'll tell your family.
Let's see who's shameless then!" I didn't want to say these things; I think the younger generation shouldn't trouble their elders with their affairs, but they really provoked me! Okay, since I've brought up my parents, I feel there's no point in trying to solve this myself. I've been in this miserable situation for over a month, and it's really unbearable. Do whatever you want. I packed up and went back to Xiaomei's place.
Before leaving, I threw away the condoms in the fridge in a fit of pique!
I felt truly miserable! Being deceived like this was so unfair. I pathetically called my mother from downstairs and cried. My mom was so worried about me. I told her I'd been criticized for not doing my job well, and she said if I really didn't want to do it anymore, I could come back home, and she'd take care of me. So I cried even harder. There's no one better than a mother!
I continued to drift through life, and then I realized my bank card wasn't with me. I thought it was in the closet by my boyfriend's bedside table. I didn't want to run into him, so I sneaked out of work to get it. But my boyfriend wasn't there; my sister was. She was incredibly hostile, saying, "Why are you here now
to tell me I need to get something?" She said, "Why didn't you tell me beforehand?" I said, "What's it to you? Do I need to tell you beforehand if I'm getting my own things?" I started looking for my bank card. Sure enough, it was in the closet. I picked it up and was about to leave. Then, this ridiculous thing happened: my sister blocked my way, saying, "What are you taking?" I said, "Move aside, this is my card." My sister snatched it away, saying, "Are you kidding me?
This is my brother's!" I was speechless! I wanted to jump up and die! I had nothing to say to her! I said, "Ask him yourself!" She said, "Ask him, it's no use. He's afraid of you, he'll definitely say it's yours." I was furious! What kind of logic is this woman?! I just wanted to snatch it and leave... But who knew, despite her petite appearance, she's incredibly strong! She almost pushed me to the ground. I was enraged; I hadn't even touched her, yet she touched me! I tolerated it and called my boyfriend to explain himself. Then, my sister grabbed my phone and threw it on the ground! She smashed my phone, and
when I looked at it, my heart bled. This was the first relatively expensive thing I'd bought myself with my meager salary!! I quickly picked it up and looked at it—damn, the screen was cracked! Turning it on was a mess! I had the urge to strangle her! I guess it was just a momentary impulse; she was stunned for a moment, then said, "Who told you to snatch it?" Snatch my ass! I was taking my own things, and this is considered snatching? I had to make this call! Luckily, the phone still worked! I didn't even care about my bank card anymore, cursed a couple of times, and left...
I called my boyfriend from downstairs: "Your sister smashed my phone." "If they won't let me take the card, do I have to get a replacement?" he said. "Don't worry, I'll be right there." I said, "I have to rush back to work, you figure it out yourself." Then, the ridiculous things happened again, all about this phone and this SIM card. That evening, Xiaomei suggested we go eat at Haidilao! This foodie →_→ I felt bad about bothering my best friend for so long, so I decided to treat her to dinner, but my wallet was a mess. Ugh, I looked at the bill—
over 140 yuan! I quickly called my boyfriend and demanded he return the card, or I'd starve! I have a lot of cards… but no money in them →_→ I called, and my boyfriend stammered. I said, "Just give me a straight answer, when are you going to return it?" Finally, he said, "I can't find it… I can't find it… I can't find it…" Do you think I believed that? I thought
, "My sister must have thrown it away, cut it up, and eaten it…" Anyway, he wasn't going to return it! I was furious. I said, "Tell that loser to return my card! And my phone! She smashed it! Pay me back!" I raised my voice so loudly it startled even myself… The other end immediately said, “Are you out of money? I’ll transfer it to your other card first.” “Trying to act tough, huh? I want my own card back. If you don’t give it back right now, I’ll make you regret it!” I was genuinely furious. Looking at my messy phone, my heart ached. So, I didn’t get to eat at Haidilao that day. I was seething with anger. The next day, my boyfriend called. I answered and immediately asked, “Where’s my card?” My boyfriend said, “I’ll go with you to buy a phone.” I said, “You’re such a good brother! You always clean up after her messes. We
’re really family.” He didn’t argue, just kept saying, “It’s inconvenient for you without a phone. I’ll go with you to buy one.” Suddenly, I felt a wave of despair. I didn’t want to waste any more words with him and hung up. This man’s attitude from beginning to end chilled me. I don’t care how badly my sister treats me, but just seeing that troubled and hesitant look on her face chilled me to the bone. I
don’t understand, I just don’t understand! I ran into him downstairs when I got off work that afternoon. I immediately wanted to turn back and go upstairs, but he quickly followed. "Hey, give me a box, it's a new phone." My head spun, and I didn't know what to do... I'm not greedy! I was a little angry, and you actually paid for her things? I grabbed the bag and left. He tried to stop me, but I said we should argue in the street for others to see, and he let go
. I went home. When I got back, I saw there was a thousand yuan in the box! I was stunned. What did this mean?! I immediately called to confront him... It was noisy on the other end, with TV sound, and a really loud girl asked, "Who is it?" I was furious! She was right there! I said, "You're really something else, paying for this and that, you're doing pretty well."
I blacklisted her again; she's disgusting. Who knew, less than an hour later, she called and yelled, "You're something else! You took the phone, you took the money! I thought you were the Virgin Mary? Turns out you're no better!" I was shocked! Do you understand? I didn't even know how to argue back. I was completely dumbfounded, my
mind went blank! I snapped out of it and tried to find all sorts of insults to hurl at her, but then I started stuttering. I felt so wronged! I wanted to go to my boyfriend's house and throw money in her face! I wanted to shove that crappy phone in her mouth! Of course, I was just fantasizing. All I did was call her mother.
Of course, I couldn't bring myself to say things like, "Your son and daughter are sleeping together." I just politely said, "Auntie, our place is small, it's not very convenient for Tingting to live with us." After she hung up, I was still very uneasy, wondering if what I did was right. I always felt I shouldn't have involved the parents. Just as I was feeling down about this, my sister made me completely forget my mistake! She used all sorts of insults on me. I didn't know how a girl could say such filthy things. It would be child's play if I were hit by
a car, and she even insulted my unborn son! I held the phone without saying a word. At that moment, I felt it was time to completely sever ties with this family.
I only said, "You're all home alone." My sister seemed taken aback and didn't say anything. I said, "Okay. Wait for me at home, I'm coming." I took a taxi straight to my boyfriend's house. They were all there. My sister was glaring at me hostilely. I said, "What are you looking at? I'll give you back your phone and money," and
threw them at my boyfriend. He didn't flinch, just sat there on the sofa, stunned. I was about to leave when I suddenly felt I couldn't just leave like this. I had to leave something behind. I made a bold decision and said to my sister, "Tingting, could you step aside for a moment? I have a few words to say to your brother." She was obviously unhappy and shouted, "Just say what you have to say here! What's there to hide?" This was exactly what I expected. I smiled and said, "Okay, then don't interfere." My sister said, "As long as you don't hit your brother, you can do whatever you want!"
I didn't reply and walked straight in front of my boyfriend. He suddenly tensed up, and my sister clenched her hands tightly. I smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I won't hit you. I just want to make you feel good one last time." I then started to unbuckle my boyfriend's belt. He didn't resist much, but my sister leaned in. I said, "I won't hit him, so don't interfere."
In no time, my boyfriend's pants were down, and I immediately took them into my mouth. My sister was startled, and seemed about to say something, but then stopped herself. After only a few licks, my boyfriend's penis was erect. While I held the base of his penis with one hand, I used my tongue to lick, suck, hold, circle, and blow, gently licking the glans. "Ah..." The intense stimulation caused my boyfriend's muscles to involuntarily contract.
My little tongue was still licking back and forth on the glans penis. My boyfriend couldn't believe it was real—his girlfriend was giving him oral sex in front of his sister, sucking his penis. His penis was swollen to its limit, big and hard. After licking it a few times, I opened my mouth and sucked the scrotum into my mouth, rolling the testicles inside like a child sucking on candy. Then I licked upwards along the penis, finally swallowing the glans. The intense pleasure made my boyfriend's body tremble uncontrollably. At this moment, I also used my mouth to thrust in and out of his penis, swallowing his entire penis each time, so that the glans reached my throat.
Then I spat out his penis, looked at my boyfriend, and saw that he had stopped moving. He was in ecstasy when he suddenly stopped, looked down, and saw me looking at him. He couldn't resist anymore and pressed my head against his penis, one hand pressing my head up and down. This was the effect I wanted, this was the kind of initiative my boyfriend wanted, this
was the kind of thing his sister wanted to see. "Let him know that your brother, I can make him happy, and he can be lewd if I want him to. He's just leftovers I've played with." "If you can't hold back, just cum," I said contemptuously, looking up at my tense boyfriend. I knew that in this environment of my sister's observation, my boyfriend would be more likely to reach orgasm.
My boyfriend gripped the sofa armrests tightly, his penis throbbing slightly in my mouth—a sign I knew from experience that he was about to ejaculate. As I spoke, I swallowed his purplish-red glans deep into my throat, rhythmically swirling my tongue around it. "
Ah...oh...oh...!" My boyfriend couldn't hold back any longer and began to groan. Then, a spasm ran through his body, the intense stimulation causing him to ejaculate a large amount of semen deep into my throat. "Ugh..." I groaned. As my boyfriend's semen shot into my mouth, I closed my lips tightly
to prevent it from spilling out. She swallowed it all in one gulp, then licked the semen off his penis clean. She stood up, looked at her sister, and laughed, "You see? I can make him feel good too. Men are all so cheap." Then she turned and left without looking back.
Men are just like that. I deleted him from my phone contacts, including all the old text messages. I didn't want to see him, didn't want him on my phone. I'm using one of Xiaomei's phones now; the broken one wasn't fixed, and seeing it annoyed me, so I just put it away.
The last time I contacted my boyfriend was to pick something up. I didn't want to run into her sister alone again; I couldn't handle the shock… I told him, "When I get there, please get rid of her. I'll let you know when I'm done." Finally, my boyfriend said quietly, "You shouldn't have called my house. I really didn't expect that, as a guy, it's okay, but she's having a hard time." Damn it! My composure immediately crumbled. Cracked to the bone!! I hung up the phone, lay on the bed, and tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. In all this time, apart from that touching phone call with my mother, I hadn't cried like this.
I felt incredibly wronged. I kept hoping, or rather, fantasizing, that this wasn't real, that it would pass quickly. I hadn't even thought much about what it would be like to sever all ties. I'm a coward. I've adapted to this kind of life. For so many years, he's been everywhere in my life. He even accompanied me to buy toothpaste and sanitary napkins. I used to dislike strong flavors, but now I love them. Even my skin tone is almost similar to his… I really can't imagine what it would be like to lose him, like having something ripped out of your heart. The feeling is so painful.
I can't bear it. The ensuing anger... I don't understand. This so-called "sister"
isn't really a sister at all. We've only known each other for a little over a year, and she's so immature. What made him ruin our relationship like this? I kept crying and crying. From that day on, I didn't want to work anymore; everything was going wrong. After my boyfriend said those words, I was heartbroken. I lost all my will to endure it. Maybe I'm not as good as a "sister" in any way, but there's one thing:
I can be with my boyfriend openly and honestly, while they can't! Everyone's going to criticize me, saying he's so despicable and you still want to be with him. I can only say that I'm still not reconciled. Who can be reconciled? I'm angry, I can't help but be angry. From... I've always been low-key and disliked conflict, but that doesn't mean I don't have a temper! You want my boyfriend, yet you throw my things, push me, and yell at me. I think it's one thing if we're family, but I think true betrayal is a different matter. And you, my boyfriend, actually feel sorry for her
, saying I went too far by making that phone call saying she was having a hard time. What kind of life have I been living all these days? Have you ever regretted it, or do you not care about me anymore? How can I accept that? My sister even texted me yesterday. I think this girl has some psychological issues; she's lacking love.
I think she doesn't actually like her brother as much as she thinks; she's just excited because someone is competing with her. And another thing: my QQ password is always automatically saved because I'm lazy and don't want the hassle! So my boyfriend also had my QQ password on his computer.
I don't usually log into QQ. One day, after logging in, I found a message from a male college classmate I hadn't contacted in a long time. He had expressed interest in me before, but I rejected him because I had a boyfriend at the time. This person suddenly appeared, and I was completely baffled. I tentatively asked him what was going on, and then I discovered something shocking! Someone had logged into my QQ account and found this guy! His goal was to get information out of him and find evidence of my infidelity! He asked me all sorts of strange questions, like where I was going on vacation, which made him suspicious and he stopped chatting with me. I wondered how he knew!
I investigated and finally discovered that this guy had left messages on my message board, so he must have been investigated! I was terrified! My Fetion and QQ passwords were all stored on that computer! I had never deleted my chat history! Was I completely exposed? What does it feel like to be seen naked? Especially since I was convinced this person was my sister. So
I quickly changed my password, feeling incredibly anxious and panicked. I initially considered confronting my boyfriend, but then I thought better of it. I didn't want to tell my sister I was badmouthing her. I directly told her to stop logging into my account; I despise people with no manners. My sister replied: "If you don't have a ghost, you're not afraid of being seen." I hadn't even recovered from that when she sent another message: "
You know what you've done; I haven't even told him yet." I was stunned… I thought, what did I do? What heinous thing did I do?! I asked: "What do you mean?" My sister replied: "Who is 'w'?" I immediately understood. Oh dear, they've really figured everything out, even our high school classmates have been doxxed! Speaking of W, I'm lost in deep memories...
This W was the son of my mom's colleague. He went to school in the same city as me, and he was my first love, and also my first man. At that time, I didn't know my boyfriend yet. It's normal for me to be in a relationship, and it's normal for me to sleep with him. We dated in junior high school and went to the same high school. He was very good to me,
at least at that age, he could meet my needs for love and everything else. My first time was thanks to him, and it happened in my own home. At that time, I had entered puberty, and I was developing quite quickly, with very obvious secondary sexual characteristics. She possessed a curvaceous, youthful beauty; her breasts were at least a B cup, and her pubic hair was quite thick. We both knew a little about that kind of thing
and were filled with curiosity. Finally… it was summer vacation, the weather was hot, and my parents weren't home that day. I was wearing a t-shirt and suit shorts, lying on a bamboo bed to sleep. W came to find me, and I opened the door for him. I had a cold and a headache, so I said I was too tired and went back to sleep. I fell asleep, and I have no idea what he did while I was asleep, or how much I struggled internally. Anyway, W noticed me lying on the bamboo bed. I was sound asleep and didn't know he had quietly taken off my shorts. I felt itchy down there. I felt myself wake up. Opening my eyes,
I saw him propped up on the mat, his penis poking around between my legs. He was startled to find me awake. At that moment, tears involuntarily streamed down my face. Seeing this, he rushed to my side, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I just couldn't help it, and tears kept welling up." His apologies and comforting words gradually calmed me down. Seeing his penis drooping listlessly between his legs, I asked him, "Do you really want to..." He hesitated for a moment, then nodded. I asked, "Will you love me forever?" He solemnly promised, "Of course, I'll love you forever."
Thinking about it now, men can lie so easily; they're really despicable.
I said, "Then you can do it." W's face lit up with joy. His penis immediately started to grow like crazy, as if it had been injected with growth hormone! W's penis was the biggest I had ever seen, a full 17cm long and very thick. I was terrified when I saw it and asked him, "It's so big, and my vagina is so small." W said, "It's okay, the books say that even if it's big, your vagina can accommodate it." Then he tried to penetrate me. It was his first time too. I said, "Try touching me first." He didn't know how,
and just touched me randomly down there, but sometimes he could stimulate my sensitive areas. Since it was my first time being touched there by a man, I was very sensitive, and soon I was very wet. W went straight for it. He only went in a little bit, and I said it hurt. W was very considerate of me and didn't go in any further. He pulled out a little bit, then went in again, and it hurt again. This went on for several times, but there was still no progress. W was sweating profusely. I knew we had reached the hymen. Finally, he made up his mind and said, "Just go in hard, all at once." After hearing this, W aimed at my vagina and thrust in directly. The excruciating pain shot through my lower body, and I screamed. Hearing my scream, W didn't stop;
instead, as if stimulated, he continued thrusting in and out. My vagina was swollen full, and the pain intensified. I cried out, "Stop! Stop!" But W seemed not to hear me, suddenly accelerating his thrusts and ejaculating his virgin semen deep inside me. He collapsed onto me, and I immediately pushed him away. His penis was covered in my virgin blood…
My first time was over. There was no pleasure, only pain. W apologized afterward. I was so naive then, and his sweet words made me forgive him. We did it many more times afterward, but perhaps because we didn't know the proper techniques, I never experienced any pleasure. Even after he ejaculated, I felt nothing. Looking back, W was a jerk, only thinking of his own enjoyment. Later, we went to university, and after only a few months apart, he broke up with me. W was truly a jerk.
Although my sister didn't know the details, she seized on this and started making a fuss! My sister is quite petite,
probably the type most men like to protect. She's about 160cm tall, a little chubby, and has pretty phoenix eyes, but otherwise just average. I finally decided to go home. During this time, I was losing hair like crazy, which scared me
. I wondered if I would go bald. I don't know what happened over there, but things suddenly calmed down. I guess her mom had her under control. My boyfriend kept apologizing and even mailed me a bracelet or something. I looked at it, and wow, it's rose quartz! It's supposed to attract love! I put it on my mom, and she was happy. She thought I was a filial daughter. I'm completely calm now. I even want to quickly go on a blind date with a handsome and rich guy to make her jealous. I suddenly want to go back to the provincial capital, but I'm unemployed and can't support myself. I updated my status, wishing my boyfriend and his "baby sister" a long and happy marriage with many children. I'm going to send them two big baskets of radishes at their wedding. My
boyfriend still texts me every day like a madman. If I'm happy, I'll reply with a congratulatory message; if I'm not, I'll just forward it to his sister; if I'm still not happy, I'll just ignore it. Lately, whenever I have free time, I'm afraid I'll act like a fool, so I started fantasizing about his sister and my boyfriend being together, getting all excited. This solidified my belief: to avoid disgusting myself, I absolutely will not forgive him! My resentment erupts several times a day, making me angry each time. I feel like I'm going crazy
. My boyfriend is still bothering me every day, even bothering Xiaomei, saying he wants to come see me. I sneer, "Where have you been all this time?" I want to confess to my mother, but I've tried to say it several times and can't bring myself to do it. Yesterday, my boyfriend's good friend left me a message on my school's online platform, asking me to forgive my boyfriend. I chatted with him for a while, and to my surprise, my boyfriend told me I had misunderstood him, that he hadn't touched my sister… I was speechless, and didn't want to explain anymore, it was too embarrassing!! His best friend finally said, "No one would believe this!" I said, "I don't believe it either. Don't ask him anymore, we can't be together." He said, "Sigh,
I subtly asked my sister about her love life when she first arrived. I'm a gossipy woman too." My sister said that so-and-so from her dorm was living with her boyfriend, but claimed to live alone, which was looked down upon, and she didn't know how many men she'd been with.
My sister said, "What if your husband finds out you've lived with him before marriage?" I quickly stopped her, "I did live with him before marriage -_-" My sister also said that she had never been in a relationship because she felt that men weren't sincere. I felt so ashamed at the time. She was such a pure girl, and I... I... Later I found out that it was all a scam.
I really couldn't live with him anymore. I went back and stayed for two days. Every time he touched me, even just his arm brushed against me, I felt uncomfortable. I thought about my sister and him being intimate in bed, and my heart felt uncontrollably disgusted! There were still so many things there that I didn't bring back. After all, I had stayed there for so long, and there were so many things. And I'm not a wasteful person. I can't disgust them by throwing away all their things. I still have contact with them; they're his family. After all, it hasn't been long since the incident, and his family hasn't known about it for long either.
I can't do that. After all, his mother did nothing wrong. Actually, my heart is aching. I want to cry every day, especially before going to bed at night. I can't control my thoughts at all. One minute I feel angry, the next I feel sad. Three or four years of relationship, the only love I've ever seriously given. I can't just stop feeling anything because they don't care.
I once thought that as long as he admitted his mistake, I would let it go and forgive him. But he disappointed me. I'm not willing to go back now because his attitude changed too late. I exhausted my patience and courage during those days, not because I don't love him anymore. You can despise me, you can scold me. Yes, even though he did such a thing, I'm just more heartbroken than angry. I can't forgive him because I can't get over it myself, not because I've let go.
My sister told me one day that she knows there's no future, but she just doesn't want to give up on me. Maybe one day she'll realize it and regret it. I stopped replying to her texts then. I told myself, she's just a little girl who craves love. If I suddenly had a loving older brother, I'd like him too. It's just that she's immature and has slept with him. My

boyfriend sent me three texts one day but didn't call. He said he'd wait for me to forgive him. I asked him why he got involved with the younger sister, and whether he thought about the consequences. I asked for details, like who made the first move, and to describe the details in bed. My boyfriend hesitated for a while, and I yelled, "Damn it, I gave you a blowjob in front of her, what are you shy about? You were having a great time, weren't you?" My boyfriend stammered and said, "They weren't very close that year. They were bored during summer vacation, so they decided to go to that ancient town. They
booked a room because they didn't have much money. After showering, the younger sister slept on the bed, and my boyfriend slept on the floor. The floor was a bit cool, and soon my boyfriend said he sneezed. The younger sister heard him and asked him to get on the bed. At first, my boyfriend refused, but the younger sister also slept on the floor. He had no choice but to go back to bed. At first, nothing happened." As they chatted, the conversation turned to sex. The younger woman was very curious, and since she already had feelings for her boyfriend, she didn't hold back. The boyfriend said he got a little excited while talking, and
his penis was already erect. Just then, the younger woman's hand moved and touched his penis, causing him to flinch as if electrocuted. The younger woman was also startled, her face turning bright red. They both fell silent. A short while later, the younger woman finally extended her sacred hand, grasping her boyfriend's penis, and said, "Brother, let me understand men." The boyfriend, already aroused, took her hand and began stroking his penis…
and then, everything happened…
and my tragedy began from that moment.
[The End]

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Short story about a boyfriend and his sister having an ambiguous sex relationship. Author: jost555

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