Chapter 2 of "The Moon Shines Brightly and the Flowers Bloom"

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The golden duck-shaped quilt is warm and fragrant, the pillow is smooth, and her hair is adorned with a small flower hairpin. Her waist is as slender as a willow, and her face is as beautiful as a lotus. How pitiful! How pitiful!
—Gu Xiong, "Lotus Leaf Cup,"
Day 3. I woke up with my penis erect, making a small tent in the quilt. Suddenly, I remembered the pants I changed out of yesterday. What would Mom's expression be if she saw the large semen stains on them?
Oh, my lust is growing stronger.
My aunt went to the company early this morning. A hangover has never affected my aunt. That's what I admire most about her.
Mom had arranged to play cards with my godmother today and asked my aunt and sister to come along. My sister immediately understood that Mom was actually trying to find an excuse for her to go back and apologize. So she whined that she wasn't feeling well and stayed on the sofa. How could Mom not understand? But there was nothing she could do, so she had to call my aunt to come along.
As soon as they left, my sister immediately felt better. She went back to her room to change into a pink aerobics outfit, tied her long hair into a ponytail, and then came to the living room, turned on the DVD player, and started doing aerobics.
The two-piece bodysuit was a gift from my sister before her wedding; it was quite sexy, revealing her fair waistline from the chest down and most of her buttocks.
Although she had worn it in front of me before, today was different. After yesterday's intense stimulation, I was at my breaking point: "Hey, sis, there are men here!" I couldn't help but protest from my corner seat.
"Oh! Kid, when did you become a man? You're all grown up and you can't even get a girlfriend." My sister curled her lip in disdain. "Little devil" was the family's nickname for me, but my sister used it especially frequently.
Even though she was only two years older than me, she always acted like an old man in front of me, constantly calling me "little devil" and ordering me around. I was too lazy to talk to her and continued reading my magazine, but my eyes couldn't help but dart over there.
"One, two, three, four... Listen to my command, jump..." Following the instructions, my sister put her hands on her hips and jumped like a dancer. The two mounds of soft flesh on her chest shook violently with the rhythm of the music, as if they might burst out at any moment.
My sister had become much fuller after marriage, especially her breasts, which were noticeably larger. The sight of them being squeezed and manipulated in her slightly small bodysuit was indescribable.
I stared intently at my sister's rosy cheeks, her bright eyes, her delicate skin, her snow-white arms, her cute little belly button, her slender waist that could be encircled by one hand, her full thighs... A surge of heat rose in my lower abdomen, and my penis, unsurprisingly, became hard.
"Hmph, where are you looking?" my sister suddenly said coquettishly. I was startled and realized that I had thrown the magazine in my hand somewhere, and now I was looking at my sister without any concealment.
"What's wrong with looking? It won't hurt you." I said shamelessly.
"Pah! You little devil. Be careful your nose doesn't stop bleeding." My sister gave me a playful glare and spat lightly with a half-smile.
She knew I was watching, but she still nonchalantly bent over.
Beneath her firm buttocks, her narrow shorts couldn't conceal her slightly bulging, mysterious area. Listening to her soft panting and smelling her sweet, lily-like scent mixed with sweat, I suddenly remembered those hungry expressions from yesterday. My brother-in-law is often away on business trips, so maybe my sister...
When I imagined my sister's long legs trembling as she hooked her arms around my back, letting out a soft, seductive moan, my knees involuntarily trembled, and my crotch felt like it was about to explode. I couldn't believe I was so perverse as to want to violate my own sister!
Finally, I mustered my courage, unbuckled my belt, and pulled my shorts down to my knees. My erect penis sprang out, stubbornly pointing upwards, veins bulging. The mushroom-shaped glans was secreting fluid, dripping onto the carpet, as if it too craved the woman before it.
My sister straightened up and immediately spotted it. Her eyes widened, she let out a soft moan, and her body involuntarily trembled.
Seeing my sly grin, she glared at me, muttered "little pervert" under her breath, bit her lip, and turned to walk towards the stairs.
I quickly pulled down my pants, caught up with her, and grabbed her from behind. My penis pressed against her half-naked buttocks, an unprecedented pleasure washing over me.
My sister shuddered violently: "Are you trying to kill me? Let...let go!" She still maintained her composure, ordering me around.
"Sis, I—want—to—fuck—you," I whispered in her ear, beginning to explore her crotch.
This terrified her. She screamed, struggling desperately, her small fists pounding against me. But the soft, elastic buttocks, as they writhed, only made my penis harder, pushing straight towards her cleft. She panicked even more, clamping her legs together to prevent me from taking any further action.
"No! Jiajun, are you crazy? You can't do this to your sister, I'm your own sister, don't do this."
Hearing the words "own sister," my penis involuntarily twitched again: "Sister, I really can't resist, who told you to be so alluring?"
I grabbed my sister's arm: "Sister, look, you're leaking so much juice, your labia are bulging, you want your little brother's big cock too, don't you?"
My sister trembled as if electrocuted, a groan escaped her throat, and goosebumps rose on her back. But she still wouldn't let go: "No... don't do this, Jiajun, this is incest... incest, if Mom... Auntie finds out, she won't forgive you. What if word gets out? Will we still be able to live with ourselves?"
Incest! My heart suddenly raced again: "Sis, if they knew you were the one who started this by walking around in front of me wearing this thing, what do you think they'd think?" I skillfully nibbled at my sister's rounded shoulders as I unbuttoned her leggings.
"Waaah...it's my fault. But...I didn't mean it, Jiajun, you've always been so good, please forgive me this time." My sister cried.
"Sis...it's too late..." I yanked down my pants, pried open her taut buttocks with one hand, and thrust my glans in forcefully, my penis spreading her labia, and with the lubrication of her vaginal fluid, I penetrated her completely, filling her vagina to the brim. "Ah
..." My sister and I both cried out. My sister let me fuck her, and I finally did something I should never have done. A thrill of breaking through ethics made me so excited that tears welled up in my eyes, and I frantically licked my sister's sweaty back: "Sis, I love you."
My sister stopped struggling, and even her crying stopped; she just kept trembling. I slowly thrust in and out, enjoying the burning pleasure, my hands gently caressing my sister's breasts.
The firm yet soft touch further stirred my desire. Strands of love juice were squeezed out, wetting our genitals. The pubic hair rubbed together, making obscene sounds.
"Mmm...oh...oh..." My sister let out sweet, intermittent moans through her nose. After all, it was my own sister's moans, far more stimulating than anyone else's loud cries of pleasure.
She hissed, gripping the railing with both hands, her legs slightly parted, shyly arching her buttocks against me.
I peered at my sister's flushed profile. That expression intoxicated me; her eyes were misty and moist, her black hair, tied up with a ribbon, cascaded down like a waterfall. Strands of hair brushed against my face, their fragrance filling my nostrils.
Suddenly, an image flashed through my mind, as if I were fucking my mother, and hearing her ecstatic moans. Mom, if I fucked your pussy, the feeling would be even more wonderful, wouldn't it? I couldn't help but speed up, slamming my cock against your pert buttocks, making a "slap slap" sound.
"Mom, Mom, your son is here, your son is back in your vagina, Mom!"
"Oh...so hard...oh..." My sister cried out, abandoning all restraint, her forehead glistening with sweat.
"Does it feel good?"
"Mmm...great..."
I thrust hard, plunging my glans deep into her vagina, pressing it tightly against her clitoris, grinding it violently: "How great is it?"
"Uh...like this..." My sister answered irrelevantly, thrusting her hips back forcefully. The vaginal walls contracted and squeezed my penis tightly, her clitoris sucking incessantly on the glans.
I could clearly feel her elastic thighs twitching, her mons pubis burning hot. Then my sister let out a long, heavy moan, and a gush of hot fluid spurted from deep within her vagina.
My glans was numb and itchy from being drenched in her vaginal fluid, and I could no longer hold back my ejaculation.
"Mmm...sister...you're great too...uh..." I pulled out my penis, and a thick stream of semen sprayed onto her snowy buttocks.
My sister trembled all over; if I hadn't been holding her, she probably would have collapsed to the ground long ago. I turned my sister around and sealed her soft, moist lips with mine, filling my mouth with her sweet saliva.
She made soft moaning sounds, tears of climax streaming from her blurred eyes. She hugged me back, sucking on my saliva with her tongue. Our tongues intertwined, savoring the afterglow of our incestuous climax.
"I can barely breathe," she gasped, pulling her lips away after a passionate kiss, leaning against my shoulder like a little bird.
"Sister…you look…you really look like Mom…"
"Nonsense…ah…you…" My sister froze, speechless, her misty eyes quickly clearing, then she suddenly pushed me away…
We ordered takeout for lunch. My sister ate a little and then stopped, silently watching me eat. She brought the milk to my lips: "Drink this, I added lots of honey."
I laughed: "Is this to make up for my loss?"
"Pah, really, I'm just trying to give you more nutrition, why do you always think that way?" Although my sister said that, her little hand brazenly reached into my crotch, her slender fingers, painted with nail polish, wrapped around my penis, gently kneading it: "Little devil, this thing of yours is really ugly." She called me little devil again, but her tone was full of lust.
"Then what kind is considered pretty?"
"Haha, are you in a hurry? I'm just kidding. Girls like ugly penises." These lewd words, paired with her beautiful face, were truly intoxicating, and my penis got hard again. I couldn't eat anymore, I could only sit there blankly, letting my sister do as she pleased.
"You...you go wash up..."
"Didn't I just wash up? Besides, I'm still eating."
"Wash up before you eat." My sister pushed me out without giving me a chance to argue. "Are you clean?" My sister pulled me into the living room, ripped off my bathrobe, and pushed me onto the sofa. She brought her nose close, sniffing me from all angles like a cute little puppy.
"Mmm. Now close your eyes." She commanded me with seductive eyes, her expression slightly tense, her face flushed.
I obediently closed my eyes. I felt a pair of soft, slender hands grasp my penis. Almost simultaneously, a wet, warm sensation enveloped my glans.
"Ah..." My sister was giving me oral sex! Although I had been anticipating it, it still excited me immensely. I couldn't help but cry out, pleasure instantly coursing through my body.
Opening my eyes, I saw my sister's pink lips parted, swallowing my penis until the glans reached deep into her throat. Her fragrant lips kissed my scrotum, then slowly released it. Her small hands supported my scrotum, gently and rhythmically kneading my testicles.
The mouth can't offer the same tight grip on the penis as the vagina, but the skillful sweeping of the tongue on the glans, the occasional scraping of the teeth, and the soaking of warm saliva can bring a unique kind of pleasure. With each rapid heartbeat,
my penis swells and contracts, slapping against her lips. I suddenly wondered what it would be like if my mother were giving me oral sex. In an instant, an image flashed in my mind: my elegant and dignified mother, naked, her sexy little mouth open, sucking on my throbbing, engorged penis, her cheeks bulging, emitting pleasurable moans. My penis, fueled by these wicked fantasies, involuntarily grew even larger.
"Mmm..." My sister frowned, looked up, and saw me watching her perform oral sex. She spat out my penis and glared at me with displeasure: "You naughty boy, who told you to open your eyes?"
"No, I want to see, you look most beautiful like this."
"You...you're so annoying..." My sister spat playfully, but a gentle smile appeared in her clear, almond-shaped eyes, a smile filled with fiery passion.
She lowered her head again, playfully pretending to bite, her hot, moist tongue darting out and beginning to roam over my glans, circling and rubbing the frenulum, pushing open the urethra.
I felt a tingling sensation, and my urethra leaked fluid again: "Mmm...salty..." The sun moved westward, and the room darkened.
My sister's watery eyes shone even brighter: "Little rascal, is it good?" My sister asked softly, tilting her head playfully.
"Sister, I love you!" I reached out to stroke her face.
The gratitude and possessiveness I felt when my beloved woman took my penis into her mouth was indescribable.
My sister began to shake her head violently, her long hair occasionally brushing against my stomach, tickling me. At the same time, my pleasure grew stronger. Finally, a tingling sensation came from my tailbone, and I straightened up.
My sister sensed my change. She looked up and pulled away, a stream of white semen shooting high towards the ceiling, followed by a second, a third…
I couldn't help but shout out, my body trembling violently. My sister pounced on me, kissing my face and chest repeatedly with her fishy-smelling lips, murmuring, "Little devil, little devil, I've even used my mouth, are you satisfied now?"
A new week began.
My aunt quickly introduced me to a very beautiful girlfriend. But I had no interest in her at all, only playing hard to get to keep my mother and aunt in check, keeping her at arm's length.
And since breaking the taboo of incest, my sister had clearly become addicted to this passion and pleasure, frequently wanting to meet me in secret. I recorded each encounter in my diary, and even cut off a few of her pubic hairs and tucked them inside.
I knew the debauchery was unstoppable. Like falling into an abyss, I let it go. So I set my sights on my aunt. Firstly, she was very sexually frustrated; secondly, we weren't related by blood, so she probably wouldn't have as many reservations as my mother…

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