The humiliation of the exchange

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The Humiliation of the Exchange: 5. Stubbornness 41. Travel ten thousand miles and read ten thousand books. One day I will reach the summit and survey all the mountains below. Strong perseverance can overcome any obstacle. Shortly after I was born, my father tragically passed away in a traffic accident, leaving behind my mother and my two siblings and me.
Although my mother's salary at the bank was not bad, she still found it very difficult to support the family on her own. It wasn't until my older sisters went out to work that the family's financial situation improved.
The story begins about a year ago. My eldest sister was in her twenties then, nine years older than me. She had been married for more than two years.
My second sister was two years younger than my eldest sister. She worked as a music teacher at a school. She was not tall, but very well-proportioned.
She was petite and delicate. With a straight nose and a pretty face, she was quite a little beauty. She loved music very much and had dreamed of becoming an excellent pianist since she was a child. Everything else was secondary to her, including boys. Although I was already in my early twenties, I had never had a close male boyfriend.
My mother, due to her work, wasn't too strict with me, the youngest, but I wasn't a particularly bad kid. That is, until I met Fei Long at the video game center. This guy had just turned nineteen and was a complete delinquent. He loved to brag about his sexual history in front of others. Although I wasn't entirely naive enough to completely believe his boasts, as long as what he said was exciting and novel enough, it was enough to entice me. One of us liked to listen, and the other loved to talk, and over time, he became my best frenemy. What he talked about most was his girlfriends' breasts. How big Girl A's breasts were, how elastic Girl B's breasts were, and how Girl C's were, and over time, I gradually developed a very strong sexual fantasy about women's breasts. The big or small breasts of the girls on the street or in school became my objects of voyeurism. The innocent boy of the past had gradually transformed into a little pervert.
That summer came earlier than usual. May was already very hot. The women on the street were all dressed very thinly and in small clothes. Their curvaceous figures were all exposed. Especially those women wearing tight-fitting tops were particularly alluring, their breasts looking as if they were about to burst out of the thin fabric. I really wanted to rush forward and grab them hard. Because
my mother liked to breathe fresh air and because our family's financial situation had improved, we had recently moved to a quiet suburb. Suburban houses are generally larger than those in the city. Our house was no exception, with courtyards in the front and back, and it was quite a distance from the nearest neighbor's house. Although the place was relatively remote, my second sister's school wasn't too far from home, so she could always get home before me. This day was no exception. Standing in front of the door, I could already hear the piano music drifting from inside.
When I went inside, I saw her sitting alone at the piano.
I said, "Second sister, I'm home," and quickly took a bottle of iced drink from the refrigerator, trying to cool down the lust aroused by the beautiful breasts I had seen on my way home.
Before I could even take a sip, my second sister's voice rang in my ears: "Little brother, come and take a look at this sheet music. This is my new composition, the culmination of months of hard work." Although I knew a little about the piano, I wasn't particularly fond of it. Reluctantly, I slowly approached her from behind. I picked up the sheet music and glanced at it a few times. In truth, I didn't know much about it, and casually said, "It's quite impressive." Hearing this, my second sister looked smug: "Really? Little brother, you're so good with words. Don't move. Let me play you a piece now." Actually, if I had a choice, I would rather go back to my room and masturbate. But not wanting to go against her wishes, I said, "Very well, please let the great pianist play a piece for me." And so, the music, which I couldn't tell was good or not so good, began to drift into my ears.
Although the music continued, my mind was still filled with the image of the huge, beautiful breasts I had seen on the way. Lost in my thoughts, my gaze unconsciously followed my second sister's hands as she played the keys. Suddenly, a beautiful cleavage caught my eye, instantly pulling me back from my reverie.
Focusing, I looked closer. Yes, a deeply alluring cleavage was indeed peeking out from under my second sister's collar. Although I immediately realized I should look away, the allure of a woman's cleavage was irresistible. My eyes were like magnets, unable to look away. The
V-neck of my second sister's blouse wasn't too low, but because my gaze was fixed on her from above and behind, the top of her cleavage still managed to peek out. Looking at these breasts, which I hadn't paid much attention to before, I realized that while they weren't super-sized, they appeared remarkably firm and perky. Because the blouse was thin and soft, the outline of her bust was also faintly visible through the fabric.
This accidental temptation triggered an uncontrollable desire in me for my older sister.
Like a searchlight, my gaze swept over my second sister's upper body. Sure enough, I noticed that as her arm swayed with the piano playing, I could glimpse her light blue bra through her sleeve and armpit. Although it was only a small part of the bra, it was incredibly provocative in this moment of heightened desire.
Unconsciously, my right hand was already in my pocket, kneading my already erect penis. The more I looked, the more intense my lust burned. Suddenly, I imagined my hands pressing down on my second sister's chest from behind, vigorously squeezing her two firm breasts. Just then, a very deep piano melody startled me from my lewd fantasy.
It turned out that my second sister had finished playing her new piece. Turning around, she asked, "How was it? Did you like it?" When she saw my flushed face, she asked curiously, "Oh! Little brother, are you hot?" To avoid her seeing my embarrassing state in front of my crotch, I immediately turned and rushed to the bathroom. While replying, "It's nothing, just a bit of a stomachache," I added, "Sister's new song is truly first-rate." But in my heart, I was thinking, "Sister's breasts are truly first-rate." After closing the bathroom door, I splashed cold water on my face, trying to cool down my desire, but it didn't work. My second sister's high, full breasts kept flashing in my mind, and the more I thought about them, the more uncomfortable my groin felt. I had to release this burning desire. I pulled out my hard penis from my pants and sat on the toilet, masturbating.
After about ten strokes, I saw the laundry basket nearby and couldn't resist getting up to open it. After searching for a moment, I found what I was looking for: a black lace bra. My mother wouldn't choose this style, so I guessed it must belong to my second sister. I brought the bra close to my nose and smelled a faint, lingering fragrance. The thought that I was smelling the scent of my second sister's breasts stimulated my penis to the point of feeling like it was about to burst. I eagerly covered my swollen glans with one of the bra cups and slowly rubbed it, fantasizing about my penis moving in and out of the inner walls of my sister's breasts. Waves of pleasure surged from my glans into my brain. In no time, my excitement reached its boiling point, and I pressed my hand harder against the glans through the bra cup. My ejaculation occurred, and for the first time, my semen gushed out from my own sister's beautiful breasts.
From then on, my sister's bras and panties became my masturbation tools. On nights when my libido was high, I would sometimes ejaculate two or three times before I could fall asleep. During the day, when I saw my sister, just thinking about how her panties, clinging to her breasts and mons pubis, were stained with my semen was enough to keep my penis hard for half a day.
As the days went by, my desire for my sister's body did not diminish in the slightest; on the contrary, it intensified. That night, I inhaled the scent of milk emanating from my bra while masturbating with a pair of light green lace panties. But this monotonous masturbation could no longer satisfy my surging desires. A voice seemed to say in my head, "Fool, what's the use of just sitting here fantasizing? Get to work!" As if possessed, I actually climbed off the bed, crossed the dark corridor, and sneaked to my second sister's door. Since everyone in the house was family, there was no need to be wary; the door to my second sister's bedroom was unlocked.
I reached out and gently turned the doorknob, slowly pushing and pausing to open the door a little. Although the light inside was off, with the help of the faint light coming in from behind, I could still vaguely see what was inside. After the door was opened a little, I could see the front of the bed.
My second sister was lying on the bed, seemingly asleep. After waiting a moment and seeing that she still hadn't moved, I mustered my courage and slipped into the room. Turning back, I gently closed the door behind me, then crawled on the floor and continued towards the bed. This short distance took me almost half a minute to reach the bedside.
In the dim light, I noticed my second sister was wearing a tight-fitting tank top. Even though she was lying on her back, the bra supported her full breasts, making them stand proudly high. The tight tank top made them appear even larger than usual, with rounded bases and pointed peaks. It was a sight to behold.
In the darkness, I admired her beautiful breasts while masturbating with the bra I'd brought over my penis, which quickly swelled.
After a while, the voice in my head rang again: "With such beautiful breasts before you, how can just looking be enough? It would be such a waste not to reach out and touch them." My lust surged, and I immediately reached out my free hand and pressed it against her left breast, which was closest to the edge of the bed. Just before my hand touched her breasts, I stopped, thinking, "What if I wake my second sister?" I wanted to withdraw my outstretched hand, but I couldn't bear to. Caught between these two dilemmas, I heard a voice in my head urging me, "Be gentle and you won't wake her. If you do, go for it! Knock her unconscious and subdue her before she screams, then rape her right there on your second sister's bed. She's shy and timid; she might not have the courage to tell anyone about being raped by her own brother." Without further hesitation, my trembling index finger pressed against her breasts again. When my fingertips landed on the peak, the stimulation almost made my heart leap out of my mouth. I was pressing against the breasts I had longed for. Although the contact was very slight, the waves of pleasure emanating from my fingertips were enough to excite me immensely. After lingering at the landing point for a moment, my fingertips began to slowly move along the peak, from the base to the summit, then back down to the other side, circling the breasts and feeling their beautiful lines.
After doing this for a while, seeing my sister's breasts heaving with each breath, I suddenly had another idea. I placed my palm slightly above the peak, without moving my hand, but every time my sister's breasts rose with an inhale, the peaks would automatically bump against my palm, my heart pounding faster with each impact. Just as I felt the climax was approaching, my sister's body suddenly moved. This startled me greatly; I quickly withdrew my hand from her breasts and threw myself off the bed, lying motionless.
For the next two or three minutes, I heard no further movement from my second sister. I slowly peeked out and saw that she had turned and was lying on her side. Just as I was about to escape the room, I heard a faint snoring sound. Although it was very weak, it was enough to make me give up the idea of leaving.
To make sure that my second sister was really asleep, I waited a little longer before making my move. She was facing away from me now, so I could no longer attack from the ground. I needed to raise myself up. I knelt up, bent my upper body slightly forward, and reached out from behind to attack her breasts. Encouraged by the snoring, I was even more unrestrained this time. I cupped my entire hand and covered her left breast. My palm was not small, and it almost covered her entire breast. My palm was pressed against my second sister's breast.
My other hand quickly stroked my already hard penis, and after a while, I reached another orgasm.
Driven by the approaching climax, my hand, which had been gripping her breasts, could no longer be controlled. It moved in and out, gently squeezing my second sister's left breast. The swelling, elasticity from her breast immediately propelled me to my peak, and thick semen sprayed onto the bra I had brought, some even spilling onto the floor.
After safely returning to my own bedroom, I was truly grateful to God for giving me such a beautiful older sister with such wonderful breasts.
For the next few weeks, every night late at night I would sneak into my second sister's room to commit those filthy acts, and incredibly, I was never caught.
That night, as the family gathered for dinner, my mother said to us, "Next week there's a long holiday. I'll take you to stay with my eldest sister for a few days. It's been a long time since we visited her." My eldest sister lived in a small town far from home, a journey that took more than ten hours by bus.
Before I could even speak, my second sister blurted out, "I've already planned to use these few days of holiday to work on my new piece, so I'm not going." Hearing her reply, I had a sudden thought and decided to stay as well, saying, "Mom, the school has scheduled a small test at the end of the holiday, so I need to stay and study too." Seeing that I was willing to stay home and study instead of going out to have fun, my second sister joked, "When did you become so studious, little brother? Do you have some other motive?" She was right; I really did have some other motive, but she never imagined that what I was after was her beautiful body.
Seeing that neither my second sister nor I were going, my mother wanted to postpone the visit, saying, "I was hoping to have a few days off in a row so the whole family could get together. Okay, we'll go together next time." Seeing the disappointment on my mother's face, my second sister quickly said, "Mom, after my brother-in-law was transferred to work in Japan, my eldest sister is all alone. She must be lonely. Why don't you go and keep her company for a while? Next time, my younger brother and I will definitely go with you." Of course, I also chimed in with my persuasion. Luckily, my mother finally decided to go alone to visit my eldest sister.
My obsession with my second sister's beautiful breasts had reached a fever pitch. I decided that regardless of the consequences, I would force myself upon her beautiful body and indulge in my lust. After dinner, back in my room, I sat at my desk facing a book, but my mind was quietly plotting my lewd scheme to hunt down my sister. First, I decided to temporarily stop sneaking into her room from that night onwards to avoid alerting her.
The next afternoon, I skipped school and went to the clinic. After telling a few lies, I finally managed to trick the doctor into giving me several sleeping pills. I then took a bus to a sex shop in the city center to buy what I needed before returning home.
The long-awaited holiday finally arrived. When I woke up in the morning, my mother had already left for work, leaving only my second sister and me at home. The thought of holding my sister in my arms and slowly enjoying her breasts tonight immediately made my crotch throb.
During lunch, my sister said to me, "Little brother, I have an appointment with a colleague at the opera house tonight. Can we have dinner early?" My plan to seduce my sister was to begin late at night, so I had no objection to her request.
After dinner, my sister went into her room to get ready. When she came out, my heart immediately raced when I saw her attire. She wore a cream-colored blouse, the smooth fabric probably silk, the hem tucked tightly into her skirt, making her breasts appear even more prominent, like two torpedoes poised for launch. Her lower body was clad in a narrow, knee-length skirt, the slightly shimmering black fabric clinging to her rounded hips, and her beautiful legs were encased in my favorite black stockings. My second sister rarely dressed so sexily; this alluring attire was like an irresistible invitation to my advances.
She paced around the room, seemingly with some time before our date. Finally, she sat down at the piano and began to play. I sat on the sofa, bored! I glanced at her curvaceous figure out of the corner of my eye. Before the piece was finished, she stood up again, apparently to go to the restroom.
Seeing the piano lid still open, I assumed she wouldn't leave immediately. Perhaps because I hadn't ejaculated for several days, my penis was throbbing inside my pants, and I couldn't hold back any longer until nightfall. I wanted to pull her into my arms while she was dressed so sexily, and then tear her sexy clothes off piece by piece.
Having made up my mind, I immediately rushed to the refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of drink, and poured half of it into an empty glass. Then, I took out the powdered sleeping pills from my pocket and poured them all into the drink, stirred it haphazardly with my fingers, and placed the drink on the small table next to the piano. Just as I sat back down, I heard the bathroom door open.
My second sister hadn't come out immediately. After she sat back down at the piano for a moment, I said, "I just opened a drink to help me cool down, but I was afraid I wouldn't be able to finish it all, so I gave you half. Help me out, otherwise you'd be wasting it." Without turning her head, she replied, "I don't drink, you're the one wasting it." Although she said that, after playing for a while, she stopped, raised the glass, and drank it all in one gulp.
My heart was pounding in my chest, while my eyes were fixed on my prey, praying that she wouldn't leave before the drug took effect.
Fortunately, the half-cup of drink was mixed with powder made from several pills, and the medicine took effect earlier and more strongly than I expected. Before long, my second sister was yawning frequently, and after a while, I heard her mutter to herself, "Why am I suddenly feeling a little dizzy?" My second sister slowly stood up, leaning on the piano, but her legs gave way, and she slumped back into her chair. Seeing that she was about to faint at the piano, I quickly went over to support her, saying, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Let me help you to your room to rest for a while." I heard her dazedly reply, "No need." I ignored her answer and carried her to her bedroom.
When I placed my second sister on the bed, she was already in a semi-conscious state. At this point, I knew that my second sister could no longer escape the lewd trap that her younger brother had laid for her. I turned and went out of the room, and after gathering the things I had prepared specifically for this hunt for my sister, I quickly returned to my room.
Upon entering the room, I found her unconscious. A sudden hesitation arose in my mind: "Am I really going to rape my own sister? Can I still turn back now?" But when my gaze fell upon her breasts, her high, firm breasts quickly gave me a definite answer.
I took out four handcuffs from the bag, the SM-specific type with a leather wristband attached to each end of a metal chain. I first put a leather wristband on my second sister's wrist and ankle, handcuffing her to the bed in a spread-eagle position. Then, after gagging her, I stripped off all my clothes, leaving only my underwear.
I didn't immediately pounce on my prey; what I wanted wasn't the lust for rape, but the pleasure of violence. I took a hot towel from the bathroom and placed it on my second sister's face, then sat on the side of the bed, waiting for this lewd play to begin. The room was silent, except for the pounding of my rapidly beating heart.
The hot towel helped the drug wear off faster. Not long after, my second sister's head moved, and she slightly opened her eyes, but wasn't fully awake. A while later, when she tried to move her hands, she suddenly realized something was wrong. She tried to sit up, but the chains on her wrists pulled her back down as soon as she sprang up.
At that moment, I felt tense and afraid, but knowing there was no turning back, I tried to calm myself. After taking a deep breath, I spoke in a calm tone, "Sister, don't be afraid, it's me, your little brother." Only then did my second sister realize there was someone else in the dimly lit room. She turned to look at the source of the voice, and after confirming that it was indeed me in the darkness, her eyes filled with unease and shock. She made muffled sounds from her gagged mouth, presumably asking why she was handcuffed.
I dared not meet her eyes again, and immediately shifted my gaze to her beautiful breasts. It worked; after only a moment of staring at her firm breasts, lust instantly replaced my fear.
I whispered, "Sister, don't be afraid. I just want to use your body to tease you a little." Even I couldn't believe I was saying such lewd things, and my second sister couldn't believe her ears either. She didn't react to my sudden obscene words for a moment.
I slowly placed my right hand on her left breast and continued, "Second sister's breasts are beautiful, so high and firm." As I spoke, I began to lightly and improperly squeeze her breast through her clothes. This was the first time I could freely and unrestrainedly squeeze my second sister's breasts. The smoothness of the silk fabric combined with the plumpness of her breasts was wonderful. I couldn't help but feel that my penis was already swollen.
Seeing her own younger brother fondling her breasts, the second sister froze in shock. Instinctively, she twisted her upper body, trying to break free, but her struggles only caused the handcuffs to clang against each other; her breasts remained firmly in his grasp.
As the saying goes, "The beginning is always the hardest," and now that things had come to this, I no longer had any fear. I boldly unleashed my long-suppressed lust.
I said, "Look, as soon as I touched Second Sister's breasts, my penis got hard. Oh...it's so firm! Why don't you lend me your beautiful breasts for a nipple play? Hmm, I doubt you even know what a nipple play is. Let me teach you." Ignoring her struggles, I climbed onto the bed, straddling her stomach with my legs spread apart. Looking up at those breasts I'd been drooling over, without even thinking, I slowly reached out and grabbed the front of her shirt. Suddenly, I yanked it outwards with great force. Amidst a series of delightful button-flipping sounds, the front of her shirt was ripped open to her navel. Her snow-white breasts were now only covered by a white bra that I often used for masturbation.
I didn't immediately remove this only covering. My trembling hands pressed against her breasts through the bra, my palms and fingers feeling their firmness.
These beautiful breasts, which I could only secretly caress before, were now being vigorously kneaded by my hands. The joy was indescribable.
After a while, I felt my swollen penis straining against my underwear, forming a small tent. It was time to release it.
I pulled the front of my underwear forward, and my penis sprang out, pointing directly at my second sister's face at ten o'clock. I don't know if my second sister had ever seen an erect penis before, but at this moment, being pointed at so close by a swollen male penis, she could no longer bear the shock, and tears streamed down her face. At this moment,
I had no pity left. I grabbed the inside of her bra with my fingers and tore it open from the inside out, just like tearing a shirt. This time, although the bra wasn't torn in two, it was still pulled off its original position. With a cry of anguish from its owner, her beautiful breasts bounced naked out from under the last layer of covering.
I couldn't help but swallow. About three-quarters of my second sister's breasts were now exposed to me, with only the lower sides still haphazardly covered by the bra. Because of the bra's support, her breasts stood proudly erect, the pink, small nipples and areolas trembling slightly against her snow-white peaks.
Staring at these fleshy mounds with fascination, I felt a pang of regret for not having taken advantage of this beautiful body sooner. I reached out my index finger and hooked it up from the bottom of the bra strap, then lowered my glans, positioned it precisely, and slipped it under the strap. With a quick release, the bra strap snapped back onto my second sister's chest.
To make the cleavage even narrower, I pressed the outer sides of each breast with both hands, pushing them inwards. With my second sister's upper body swaying, my penis pushed deeper into the cleavage. The moment the glans first touched her breast, I couldn't help but cry out in pleasure, "Oh..."
My hard penis pushed inwards, squeezed between her breasts. When the entire penis was inside the deep cleavage, the glans emerged from the top because the cleavage wasn't long enough.
Looking down, my second sister's beautiful breasts and my penis created an extremely obscene scene. I was grasping her breasts, while my entire swollen penis was deeply hidden in the narrow valley formed by her breasts, with only the swollen, dark purple glans sticking out from the entrance, facing my second sister's face.
I began to thrust my penis, gradually increasing the speed. Was the glans slipping? I thrust in and out of her cleavage, enjoying the close friction between my penis and her two breasts. After about ten or twenty thrusts, I reached my climax. I gripped my second sister's breasts tightly with all my might, thrusting my hips forward. As my glans throbbed at the top of her breasts, a large amount of thick semen gushed out.
After the climax subsided, I saw that my second sister's hair, forehead, neck, and even her chest were irregularly covered with streaks of white semen. The semen, mixed with my sister's tears, slowly flowed down her beautiful face onto the pillow.
I rested on my second sister for a while. She probably knew there was no chance of escape, and could only lie beneath me, sobbing, waiting for this nightmare to pass. I got up and quietly wiped her face with a tissue, then sat beside her, admiring her disheveled and alluring body.
Her blouse was open, her bra half-undone and hanging in front of her chest, her legs spread wide apart, her tight skirt already lifted high. I couldn't resist reaching out and pressing my hand against one of her exposed legs, slowly moving it upwards through her stockings, enjoying the slippery feel of the stockings.
My second sister's beautiful legs kept twisting and turning, making meaningless struggles, and my lust was aroused again by the twisting of her beautiful legs, my penis already stirring.
I whispered in my second sister's ear, "Second sister, you can't blame your little brother. It's just that your breasts are so big and full. Every time I see them, they make my lower body hard." I paused, then continued, "Second sister is already in her twenties and still doesn't have a boyfriend. It's such a pity that you don't have such a beautiful body. Why don't you let your little brother enjoy it?" The purpose of my lewd words was to satisfy my sadistic desires.
I began to kiss her pink neck, inhaling the faint scent of perfume lingering on it. I slowly kissed my way down her neck to her chest, then stopped, staring at her two beautiful breasts for a moment before gently licking one of the peaks with the tip of my tongue.
The intense sensation of my second sister's upper body jerked away as her nipple escaped my grasp.
I reached out and grabbed one breast in each hand again, licking the nipple that had just slipped away. My second sister tried to force her upper body away, but this time her breasts wouldn't come off under my forceful grip. Her tiny nipples, after being licked a few times, had involuntarily hardened slightly.
This only fueled my lust. I swept my tongue back and forth across her nipples until they were completely hard.
I then attacked the areola beneath her nipples, my tongue circling irregularly around it.
I intermittently observed the changes in my second sister's face, noticing that besides tears, her nostrils were flaring more rapidly. Suddenly, like a hungry wolf, I opened my mouth wide and shoved her entire breast into it until my mouth was full. The small nipple was painfully pressed against my tongue. I rubbed the exposed breast with my hand while twisting my tongue to stimulate the nipple inside my mouth.
Soon, my saliva dripped onto her breasts. I took turns attacking my second sister's breasts, indulging in the desires that had been suppressed in the past few days. After a frenzied assault, her breasts were covered in scratches and faint teeth marks.
I thought it was time to launch an attack on her other side. I crawled between her thighs, gently stroking one leg with each hand, slowly moving upwards until I pushed her tight skirt up to her waist, revealing a pair of white panties that seemed to match her bra. I brought my nose close to that slightly raised, mysterious area. At close range, I could vaguely see a small patch of black peeking through the white cloth, incredibly alluring.
I pressed my face against her forbidden area, rubbing my mouth and nose against the small piece of white cloth covered with black. Under attack on her forbidden territory, my second sister struggled to sway her hips up, down, left, and right to escape the assault. Caught off guard, I nearly fell onto the bed, quickly grabbing her buttocks to slow her swaying.
After a while of writhing and entanglement on the bed, I sensed her gradually losing strength. In the instant she caught her breath, I swiftly grabbed her white panties and tore them apart. With a tearing sound, the thin panties were ripped off. My second sister frantically struggled with her remaining strength, but my hands were already wrapped around her buttocks. Once
the struggle subsided, I carefully observed her untouched forbidden territory. Beside her vulva grew sparse, soft pubic hair, and her labia were a deep brown. The gates of her sacred feminine domain were still tightly closed; it seemed some effort would be needed to open them.
When my lips met those of her sacred place, my second sister trembled violently as if electrocuted. Though she tried to pull away, my forceful restraint rendered her struggle futile. Unable to resist, she could only tremble as I forcefully kissed her sacred spot.
After a while, I noticed her lips were becoming slightly moist. Encouraged by this unexpected turn of events, I sucked even harder, occasionally sweeping my tongue up and down between her labia. My efforts paid off; I felt the moisture gradually increasing. My mouth moved upwards along her vulva, then sucked on her slightly exposed clitoris. Under the intense sucking, her sensitive clitoris finally betrayed its owner, and her love juices began to seep out. It was time for the final assault.
I pressed myself against her, supporting myself with one hand as I bent my upper body, while the other hand gripped my erect penis and thrust it into her vagina. Although my second sister had never done this before, she knew she was in grave danger when the head of my penis hit her vulva. She desperately struggled, swaying her slender waist left and right to dodge. Coupled with my own lack of experience, the head of my penis could only bump against her labia, and after a while, I still couldn't penetrate her.
Gradually, a surge of anger rose within me, and I shouted, "Stop moving! Let me in!" With that shout, I slapped my second sister's face twice with considerable force. She seemed to freeze in place, and taking advantage of this moment, I used two fingers to pry open her tightly closed labia and thrust my hips forward.
The pain from her lower body jolted her awake from her daze. She knew that her precious virginity had been forcibly taken by her own brother.
"Ugh..." A desperate cry escaped from her sealed mouth.
As my entire glans forced its way into my second sister's body, I immediately grabbed her plump buttocks tightly to prevent her from throwing me off. Although my second sister's vagina was already somewhat moist, this untouched little hole was incredibly narrow, gripping my swollen, hard glans with a slight pain. I thrust forward forcefully, enjoying the pleasure of my penis slowly penetrating deeper into her.
After a short while, my glans encountered an obstacle. I shamelessly said, "Sister, I feel my glans pressing against your hymen. Can I break it with my penis?" My second sister could only shake her head wildly to either side.
My penis slowly withdrew slightly, then thrust forward with all its might. How could that fragile hymen withstand the powerful impact of my hard, swollen glans? My penis was now completely inside my second sister's vagina. Once inside, I remained still, enjoying the warm and tight feeling of being enveloped.
This long-awaited feeling, which had previously only existed in my fantasies, made me wonder if I was only dreaming.
The tearing sensation caused my second sister to tilt her head back in pain, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the sorrow in her heart. A wail escaped her throat, but hearing this wail did not quell my burning desire; instead, it intensified my sadistic urges.
I said, "Sister, I'm all the way in. Your virgin pussy is so tight, it feels so good on me. Are you comfortable?" My second sister's mouth was sealed shut, so she couldn't answer; she could only let out sobs through her tears.
I suddenly reached out and ripped off the tape sealing her mouth. My second sister seemed unable to react for a moment, and after a while, she screamed, "Let me go! Help! Waaah..." I already knew she would scream. She didn't get a few words out before my hand covered her mouth.
I said, "It's no use calling out. The neighbors are so far away, and the doors and windows of this room are all closed. No one will hear you. Even if someone does hear you and comes to rescue you, do you know how tomorrow's newspapers will report it when they break down the door and find us like this? 'When we're found, the woman is being raped by her own brother on the bed, his penis still inside her vagina.' Those tabloids will definitely report it extensively and add even more erotic descriptions. Do you really want that?" After I finished speaking, I waited a moment before releasing my hand from her mouth. My words seemed to have an effect; my second sister stopped shouting and just yelled sharply, "You beast... let me go... or I'll... I'll tell Mom, let me go!" I replied firmly. "I won't let you go, sister. I'm so swollen and uncomfortable down there. I'll only let you go after I ejaculate inside you." Hearing the words "ejaculate inside," my second sister immediately showed fear. Her scolding turned into a half-pleading, "No... this is incest... no... I'll get pregnant... sob..." I was secretly delighted. My shy second sister was about to fall into my control. I pretended to consider for a moment before answering, "Second sister, I don't want to get you pregnant, but I really can't stop. How about this, I'm already inside you. Just be a good girl and stop struggling. Let me do it once. When the tension comes, I'll pull out before I ejaculate." "No, sob... I'm your own sister... please let me go... please..." My second sister was still protesting and crying.
My face hardened, and I said, "Fine, if you don't agree, then forget it." My penis gently thrust in and out of her vagina, and my second sister immediately cried out, "Ouch, it hurts! Stop!" I continued thrusting, threatening, "Think it over carefully." My second sister cried out in pain, "Please don't... don't... ejaculate inside... oh..." I stopped and asked, "So you're agreeing to have sex with me, right?" My second sister didn't speak, only sobbing sadly.
Of course, my second sister was absolutely unwilling to have sex with me, but she was even more afraid of getting pregnant by me. I lewdly said, "Can't say it? Fine, I'll ask you a question now. If you agree to have sex with me, answer; if you don't answer, I'll take it as a refusal." I paused, then continued, "Tell me your bust size." My second sister still didn't respond, only continuing to sob.
I said, "It doesn't matter if you don't answer. Anyway, I like to do it thoroughly with my sister. I'm going to start now.
" As soon as I finished speaking, my penis began to thrust in and out of her again.
After a few thrusts, I heard my second sister cry out, "Stop! Waaah...no, please don't...uh...it's 33 inches." The last 33 inches was barely audible.
I stopped and said, "No, 33 inches! My breasts are much bigger than that. Tell me the truth." Seeing that she was no longer making a sound, I thrust wildly a few more times. She could only cry out in pain, unable to utter a single word.
Seeing this, I stopped and asked in a threatening tone, "Well, will you tell me or not?" Perhaps my second sister couldn't withstand my vigorous thrusting any longer, and she uttered a whisper, barely audible, "33-inch C." Seeing that my second sister had actually submitted to my lewd power, I said with satisfaction, "That's more like it. Such a pair of fleshy mounds are at least a C-cup size. Since you're so obedient, I'll tell you one of my secrets. When I'm aroused, my penis is a full 6 inches long. This 6-inch thing is currently completely hidden inside your vagina." My second sister cried and scolded, "Shameless, filthy, ugh... you beast, shut up." I lewdly said, "Yes, I'll listen to you, sister. I won't say anything. Now, please let me enjoy your C-cup breasts again, okay?" As soon as I finished speaking, I crouched down and buried my head in my second sister's chest, reached out and grabbed her bra, which was already half-fallen off, and pulled it up hard, instantly exposing her breasts completely to my face. Although my second sister's breasts were no longer supported by bra cups, they only tilted slightly to the sides. I grasped her still firm breasts with both hands, taking turns sucking on the nipples.
While sucking on her breasts, I slowly withdrew my penis until the glans reached the entrance of her vagina, then gently inserted it a little more, repeating this several times before suddenly thrusting it all the way in. My second sister couldn't help but cry out "Wow!" from the sudden insertion. This was my attempt to learn the "nine shallow, one deep" technique from erotic novels; as the rhythm of the thrusting quickened, my second sister's cries became more frequent and louder.
Soon, I felt my second sister's vagina becoming wet again. Seeing that the time was right, I got up, knelt down, and wrapped my arms around my second sister's thighs. I pulled her lower body off the bed, her entire body forming an arch.
I moved my hips back and forth, neither too fast nor too slow, watching my large penis slide in and out of my second sister's vagina. My penis was stained with her virgin blood, a mark of her deflowering, and a little vaginal fluid. I felt no disgust whatsoever. My poor second sister, experiencing the thrusts of a penis for the first time, involuntarily swayed her head from side to side, her cries mixed with screams of pain.
Suddenly, a series of rings pulled me back from my ecstasy. It was the strange telephone on the bedside table. I wanted to let it ring, but thinking that it would be better to answer if my mother called back, I covered my second sister's mouth with one hand and grabbed the receiver. A woman's voice came through: "Hello, is this the Huang residence?" It wasn't my mother. I asked, "Who is it?" The woman replied, "Oh, you must be my younger brother. I'm your second sister's friend, Sister Katie." Katie was my second sister's good friend, and had visited several times. She had quite a good figure.
I said, "Yes, it's me, the younger brother. Are you looking for my second sister?" Katie said, "Yes, she invited me to see a musical, but she hasn't arrived yet for some reason." I said, "My second sister suddenly felt unwell. I'm sorry I didn't call you." Katie said, "Oh, is she alright?" I said, "She's fine, I'm taking care of her right now." At this point, I suddenly thought of a thrilling idea. Although the idea was dangerous, it could test whether my second sister was afraid of publicizing this shameful affair.
I continued, "Please wait quietly." I covered the microphone and whispered in my second sister's ear, "Get rid of her quickly, but if you like to tell the whole world about our incestuous affair, then tell her, okay?" After saying that, I put the microphone to my second sister's mouth, slowly removing my hand from her mouth while also preparing to quickly move the microphone away, in case she really didn't care about the consequences and called for help.
My second sister remained silent for a while, presumably struggling internally. I was also a little nervous at that moment. Fortunately, I finally heard her speak into the microphone, her voice strained, "Is this Katie? I... I'm not feeling well, I can't come." After a pause, presumably Katie speaking on the other end of the line, my second sister's voice sounded urgent as she said, "No, you don't need to come to see me. I... I'm really fine, I'm so sorry." As soon as she finished speaking, I immediately put the microphone back to my mouth and said, "Sister Katie, please don't worry, I just have a slight headache." Katie replied from the other end, "Well... okay, take good care of your sister." I said, "I will, bye." After putting the microphone back, I was certain that my shy and timid second sister would never have the courage to mention my lewd behavior to anyone else.
"Great, I have a great chance to force her into my permanent slave." Thinking of this, I couldn't help but lewdly chuckle, "Hehe, Sister Katie told me to take good care of her. Since you're so good, I'll definitely do my best to take care of you tonight." Second Sister didn't speak, only turned her head and stared blankly into the room, looking utterly hopeless.
I pressed myself back onto Second Sister, my buttocks circling clockwise, my penis like a southern branch prying deep into her flesh. Second Sister still endured without uttering a sound, only tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. I suddenly launched a powerful attack, thrusting my penis in and out rapidly several times. She frowned from the rapid attacks, but she still swallowed the scream back by her tightly clenched lips. The expression of Second Sister biting her lip only aroused my bestiality. We gripped her breasts tightly with both hands, ruthlessly kneading them, while simultaneously thrusting wildly, each time withdrawing only when the tip of my penis reached the depths of her vagina.
After being violently thrust into several times, my second sister finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried out, "Oh...no...waaa...it hurts so much...oh...stop...wooo..." The pleasure from my penis made me shout, "Sister, I'm grabbing your two round breasts, and my thick penis is thrusting into your virgin pussy. You're being raped by your own little brother right now, can you feel it? Ah, sister, your pussy is squeezing me so comfortably. I can feel your pussy getting wetter and wetter, soaking my penis with your juices." This was purely my nonsense, but after dozens of thrusts, my second sister's love juice really started to overflow. Finally, with each thrust of my penis, it overflowed from her pussy, wetting both of our pubic hair.
The tight and wet pleasure made me thrust my hips even harder, not giving my second sister any room to breathe. My second sister was so penetrated that she didn't even have a chance to cry, and could only let out a series of cries that were mostly in pain and a little bit like moans of pleasure.
After riding my second sister for several minutes, I was close to ejaculating. I looked up and cried out, "Sister, I can't hold back any longer! I'm going to ejaculate inside you!" My second sister reacted as if stabbed by a sharp knife, screaming in horror, "No... Wah... Pull it out... Oh... Pull it out... You promised... Oh... Help me... Waaah..." By this time, I was already approaching my climax. I thrust wildly with all my might, shouting, "I can't pull it out! I love my second sister so much! I want to be the first man to ejaculate inside her! Shoot... Shoot... Oh... Sister, feel the sensation of my thick semen shooting into your womb... Ah..." As soon as I finished speaking, I thrust my lower body upwards. The force of this thrust pushed my second sister's entire body upwards, her head hitting the headboard. Her breasts were held in place only because my fingers were deeply embedded in them.
I felt the head of my penis throbbing incessantly at the end of her vagina. With each throbbing, gushes of thick semen shot deep into her vagina.
The second sister's vagina, having just tasted the merciless spray of semen, was stimulated to the point that the vaginal walls suddenly spasmed several times, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out from deep inside the hole.
This was truly beyond my expectations. My second sister couldn't resist her physiological response and was brought to orgasm by my violation. I saw her eyes slightly rolled back, her mouth open, but she couldn't make a sound, only letting out soft "ha...ha..." sounds from her throat.
My penis, which had been gradually stopping its throbbing, was simultaneously stimulated by the pressure of her vagina and her love juices, and I ejaculated several more times before finally coming to a complete stop. I pressed my entire body against my second sister, feeling the afterglow of ecstasy. My second sister's beautiful breasts and her entire body were completely and utterly possessed by me.
After tasting my second sister's forbidden fruit for the first time, I naturally didn't immediately release my prey, which was already in my grasp. I continued to play with this beautiful body intermittently until late at night before finally falling asleep in a daze. When I opened my eyes again, I found that it was already dawn. Extremely tired, my second sister woke up, and I quietly climbed out of bed to prepare for the final step of my plan to violate my sister.
I took out the digital camcorder and placed it on the wardrobe, then moved the lens towards the bed. To prevent my second sister from seeing, I covered the camcorder with clothes, leaving only the lens exposed. Finally, I took out a small bottle from the bag I had brought. This was purchased from a sex shop. According to the shopkeeper, the pills in this bottle could enhance sexual performance. I didn't know if it was true or not, but in order to force my second sister to become a long-term sex slave, I decided to give it a try. After swallowing the prescribed amount, everything was ready.
Looking at my second sister on the bed, her clothes had already been torn to shreds, leaving only her bra hanging messily on her chest. Looking at this alluring body in the faint morning light filtering through the curtains, my penis quickly became slightly hard again. I climbed back onto the bed and gently rubbed her small nipples with my palm.
My second sister, who couldn't sleep well to begin with, opened her eyes and saw my position. She cried out, "No, please let me go! You've been doing this all night, stop!" I didn't answer verbally; actions spoke louder than words. I used both my hands and mouth to caress her beautiful body, finally burying my head between her legs again. Amid her constant pleas, I pinched her nipples with both hands while sucking on her vulva.
Once her vagina was slightly wet, I entered her again, this time thrusting forcefully. My poor sister was once again being ruthlessly violated by her own brother.
Whether the drug was truly effective or she had already ejaculated several times that night, I didn't feel the urge to ejaculate even after thrusting for a long time. My sister, however, was already dazed from the penetration and seemed to have lost the ability to resist. Without making a sound, I loosened the handcuffs binding her legs and placed her lower legs on my shoulders. In this position, her vagina was naturally tighter than when she was locked in a spread-eagle position, and the friction between my penis and her vaginal walls was particularly intense. Only the seductive moans and the sounds of siblings colliding echoed in my second sister's bedroom. After she had climaxed twice, I ejaculated the rest of my semen onto her uterus.
Having already gone all out, I didn't think much about the consequences and went back to my room to sleep. Suddenly, I saw several uniformed policemen rush into my room and pounce on me. In a violent struggle, I jumped out of bed, realizing it was just a dream, but I was still covered in a cold sweat. Looking at the clock by my bedside, it was past noon. I went outside but couldn't find my second sister; I wondered where she had gone. Strangely enough, even this lustful beast felt a little worried.
As night approached, I heard the front door close in my room, which I believed meant my second sister had returned. Sure enough, a short while later, my bedroom door was flung open, and my second sister stormed in, brandishing a CD and yelling, "You beast! What is this? What do you want?" I sat on the bed, feigning nonchalance, and replied, "It's just a recording of my sister and me making love this morning." Upon hearing this, my second sister immediately raised her hand, the one not holding the CD, to slap me. I had anticipated this move, so I grabbed her hand and shouted, "Listen to me! I've already sent a copy to a friend. If you call the police or he receives my notification, he'll immediately sell this 'good show' to adult websites on the internet. Then our wonderful performance will be made public for everyone to watch without reservation." Hearing this, my second sister immediately turned into a defeated rooster, muttering, "No way, you're lying, I don't believe you."
"I grabbed her hand and pulled hard, catching my second sister off guard and pulling her onto the bed. I took the opportunity to press her down and said, 'Believe it or not, I've already gone all out. If you don't obey me, you'll have to bear the consequences.' My second sister tried to push me away, but her petite frame made it difficult for her to break free. She cried out from under me, 'Let me go! What do you want? Let me go...' After struggling for a while, I suddenly released my second sister's hands and sat up, saying, 'Whether you believe it or not, there are probably quite a few websites that are interested in this incestuous video.' After saying that, I picked up the phone in front of the bed and pretended to shake it. My second sister rushed forward and grabbed the receiver."
Seeing this, I thought that although my second sister might not completely believe it, she was terrified of having her shameful secrets posted online. I let go of her and let her take the microphone, then used my free hands to press her back onto the bed, saying, "If we don't tell anyone, no one will ever know about our incestuous affair. Besides, we've already done it several times, so just give it to me again, sister." That night, my frail and timid second sister was raped against her will again.
In the following days, like a ransom robber, I used videos to blackmail my second sister into staying in the house. Whenever I needed to, I would hold her and rape her. Everywhere in the house became our balcony, and my second sister could only helplessly accept it, her struggles growing weaker with each passing moment. When my mother returned home, my second sister tried her best to act as if nothing was wrong, but a careful observer would have noticed something amiss. But my mother never dreamed that a lecherous beast had appeared in her home, forcing her own sister into rape.

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