My boyfriend is a high school student. (11-12)

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My boyfriend is a middle school student (11) The pleasure between Geminis (Part 1)
As night fell, thunder and lightning raged outside, and heavy rain poured down. The heavy rain that had been brewing for almost a night finally arrived as promised.
Dazzling flashes of lightning ripped through the dark night sky, and deafening thunderclaps echoed across the sky. The torrential
rain seemed to be poured down by God, this strange uncle, as if it were free. It washed over the houses, washed over the streets, and washed
over the world.
I was lying in bed. Before this, my eyelids were so heavy that I could hardly keep them open. But because of
the thunder outside, I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. As I lay there, all sorts of strange things kept popping into my mind
. I couldn't calm down and fall asleep. On the contrary, the more I thought about it, the more complicated my mood became. Unconsciously
, I gradually started thinking about things unsuitable for children. A strange restlessness made me excited
; I didn't want to sleep, but instead wanted to do some strange things. Perhaps it was because the air conditioner was on
, making it a little chilly, or perhaps for some other reason,
the blanket that was only covering my body was pulled up completely, covering my entire body, and I pulled my head under the blanket as well.
Hiding under the blanket, I gently rubbed my legs together, and the area between my legs slowly warmed up through the fabric of my pajama pants
. I thought this would calm the restlessness in my heart. But unexpectedly, with the friction between my legs,
a strange sensation gradually arose in my lower body. I was easily overwhelmed by desire, and I put my right hand
between my legs, clamping them tightly together, thinking that this would make me feel better, but I couldn't stop
the friction between my hand and legs, which made my lower body feel more and more aroused.
"Mmm..." I let out a soft moan under the covers. I didn't know how long it had been since I'd done
something like this. It seemed like I'd only done it a few times in high school, and even in college, I hadn't
done it much. After graduation, because I was always with Xiaohang, I
hadn't made love to myself for a long time. But today, because it had been half a month since I'd done it, and because
Xiaohang had teased me while I was watching TV and we'd played that kind of game, even after showering to wash away
the lust, I hadn't completely released it. So
once the lewd thoughts started, I couldn't stop them. The urge to do lewd things exploded all at once,
completely unstoppable. I wanted to make love, I wanted to do naughty things, lewd things.
"Ah..." A soft moan came from under the covers. My right hand was still between my legs, rubbing against them
. Even through my pajama pants, I could clearly feel that my legs were wet. Unconsciously , her left hand
had already unbuttoned the bottom button of her pajamas, then slipped inside, caressing her chest,
occasionally circling the two small mounds. It was an indescribable feeling, unlike
the feeling she had with Xiao Hang. There was no warmth of love, no mutual affection, only pure desire.
Making love like this, she felt completely transparent, making the sensation even more intense, and she would
subconsciously reach down to touch there, gently rubbing or caressing.
Unconsciously, she curled up slightly, opening her mouth and gently biting the blanket near her lips, trying not to
make too much noise. It was like the feeling of sneaking candy when adults wouldn't allow it as a child—
a slightly stimulating and exciting desire that was irresistible.
Her hands were tightly clamped between her thighs, her fingers uncontrollably sliding across her genitals through her pajama bottoms
, her mind filled with Xiao Hang's image and something that should have been unspeakable. "Mmm… Hang…"
a soft murmur rang out from under the blanket. Her eyes were tightly closed, her slightly parted lips murmured intermittently, sometimes biting the
corner of the blanket. Her legs rubbed against each other, her body trembled slightly, wanting only
to vent her inner turmoil in this completely dark world. It wasn't that she hadn't thought about finding Xiao Hang to resolve her desires, but now she
simply couldn't stop, she just wanted to release it quickly... quickly... quickly!
"No... no... I have to... I have to stop... no... I can't do this..." Suddenly she remembered that she had just
taken a shower, and if this continued, she might have to shower again, which would be a very troublesome thing.
Although this thought surfaced, it was immediately overwhelmed by endless desire. Her mouth stubbornly tried to
remind herself, but her hand below uncontrollably reached into her pants, no longer satisfied with just
touching through her pants, wanting more pleasure! Wanting more satisfaction!!
What she touched was a muddy wetness, a small crevice constantly flowing with a slightly sticky liquid.
My fingers, glistening with fluid, felt slippery wherever they touched. My entire body was
burning hot, like a summer furnace. My surging desire couldn't be easily extinguished; instead, it seemed to grow stronger. The scalding
skin felt electric and cool as my fingers touched it, sending waves of pleasure through me.
I shifted slightly, lying on my side. Because I was on my left side,
my left hand, which had been resting on my chest, now slid between my legs instead of my right, while my wet right hand
was brought to my mouth. Driven by desire, I even stuck out my tongue and gently licked my fluid-covered fingers
. It wasn't that I hadn't tasted myself before—I'd tasted myself once when Xiao Hang had bullied me
—but this time the feeling was different. A strange sense of shame spread throughout my body with the contact of my tongue and fingers
, and my whole body trembled as if electrocuted.
Only then did I realize that I had done something so shameful. "Lingling is so lewd..."
I muttered to myself with a self-deprecating laugh, then giggled. My hands, still wet with fluid,
unbuttoned all the buttons of my pajamas, easily reaching down to my chest. I grabbed my small breasts and kneaded them, my slippery fingers
gently pinching the small nipples. "Ah..." I let out an even more shy sound, my legs kicking uncontrollably
from the electric pleasure, making a mess of the bed.
Feeling uncomfortable with my left hand, and wanting to achieve greater pleasure, I
pulled down my pajama bottoms and underwear most of the way, freeing my lower body, thighs, and calves so they wouldn't be
bothered by the pajama bottoms. My left hand could freely caress between my legs and genitals, even subtly
inserting my fingers.
"Mmm...mmm..." The soft moans of pleasure, like beautiful songs,
mingled with the deafening thunder and torrential rain outside, creating a joyful symphony.
Without realizing it, my pajama bottoms were kicked off my calves and disappeared somewhere, though I could still feel my underwear
hanging on my left ankle. Feeling a bit suffocated in bed, I pulled back the covers
and lay flat on my back. My legs were bent, and as my feet rubbed against the sheets,
my underwear, which had been hanging on my ankles, fell down and was kicked somewhere else. My toes gripped the sheets tightly
, waves of intense pleasure washing over me. My heart pounded faster, telling me I was close to climax…
“Click.” Just as my desire reached a peak, ready to be released all at once
, the bedroom doorknob clicked. Even in the stormy night, the sound
was crystal clear to me, fueled by my heightened passion. I froze, my hands stopping abruptly.
I turned sharply to the doorway, and even in the darkness, I could make out a figure standing there.
As I stood there, the maid's voice came from the doorway, “Sister, are you asleep?” Her
voice was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing my rising desire. The heat and lust
receded like the tide, leaving behind an unbearable emptiness and itching that coursed through my body. Along with this came a wave of shame
and fear. The girl coming at this time… could it be…?
“N-no…” I answered the girl, trying to sound calm while suppressing
my inner dissatisfaction. I tried to speak gently, but even I could hear the slight hoarseness
in my voice, carrying a hint of displeasure and fear. “Wh…what’s wrong?”
“I…I’m scared…I want to sleep with my sister…” The girl standing at the door seemed oblivious to
the tone in my voice, speaking softly to me. She had always been terrified of thunder since she was little. On
rainy days with thunder, she would either ask her parents or me to sleep with her. But from
the age of 10, she seemed to have improved considerably; as long as the thunder wasn’t too violent, she could sleep alone.
And after starting middle school, she should have been completely used to sleeping alone, but why today…?
Sure enough! "..." I remained silent, not answering the girl's question. Partly, I wanted to
quietly tidy myself up under the covers, and partly, I was lost in thought about her.
My prolonged silence made her think I didn't want to agree to her request. "Really not possible, sister?
" Her voice was filled with disappointment and grievance, which snapped me back to reality.
"This..." Oh no, my pants and underwear were completely gone! I frantically searched every
place I could reach, even using my feet to feel around, but I couldn't find
them. I couldn't possibly get out of bed to look for them; I was afraid the girl would see me in such an embarrassing state. I
didn't want her to see me like this. I had already made a fool of myself in the living room; I
couldn't afford to embarrass myself in front of her now. At that moment, a strange sense of grievance welled up from the bottom of my heart.
I was so close to arriving, and then this happened
. Now I wanted to comfort the girl, but I couldn't find any underwear or pants. I was the one who should be crying! Thinking about it, my nose tingled slightly, and I felt like I was about to burst into tears
.
"Since it's inconvenient for you, sister..." The girl sensed the strangeness in my words and was about to
say something when a dazzling white light flashed outside. I subconsciously turned my head to look at the window, and then,
a few seconds later, "Boom!" A thunderclap rang out, seemingly striking a very nearby spot. Many
car alarms outside went off.
"Waaah!" The girl at the door screamed, and then "waaah!" she burst
into tears.
"Xiao Yi!" The urge to cry was completely overwhelmed by the thought of caring for the little girl. Ignoring
my own terrible condition, I quickly sat up, reached for the bedside lamp, and turned it on. In the dim light,
I saw the little girl, wearing her favorite yellow pajamas with Pikachu on them, crouching by the door with her hands covering her ears. A
bunny-shaped half-body pillow lay on the floor, her little body trembling, and her cries were heartbreaking.
"Are you alright, Xiao Yi?" I was afraid that the thunder might have triggered her illness, and
it wouldn't be good if Xiao Yi fainted again.
"Wah..." The crying little girl threw down the pillow and
rushed from the doorway in the dim light. She quickly threw herself onto the bed, threw herself into my arms, and hugged me tightly. Her
weak shoulders heaved with sobs, and cold tears fell continuously onto her exposed skin.
Her pitiful cries were truly moving.
"Don't cry, don't cry, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, sister's here, sister's with you." I gently patted the girl
, then suddenly sensed something and looked towards the door. I could vaguely see a familiar figure flash by. It must have
been the girl's scream that caught Xiao Hang's attention, making him get up to check on her .
Even though Xiao Hang and the girl always bicker, I know this precocious little devil has taken care of her many times, both openly and secretly.
Xiao Hang didn't come in to ask what was wrong; he just lingered at the door for a moment, then closed it behind him
. He knew he couldn't come in now, lest he see the girl looking embarrassed and upset her.
Watching the door quietly close, a slight smile played on my lips. What a reliable little fiancé! But he
probably didn't see me looking like this, did he? I looked down at my clothes again. I guess… I was seen completely
naked…
The thunder came and went quickly, leaving only the sirens of car horns outside. Occasionally, I could still hear…
I heard distant rumbles of thunder, but it didn't seem to matter much anymore. I comforted the little girl, telling her jokes
and singing to her, gradually feeling the lovely girl in my arms calm down. After a long while, the little girl finally raised her head
, just opening her little mouth as if to say something, when suddenly, she saw my disheveled appearance, her mouth widening
as she stared at me in disbelief. "Sister... Sister...?" "..."
I found my underwear in the corner at the foot of the bed, found my pajama bottoms on the floor, put them back on,
and buttoned up my pajamas. Then I lay down, not intending to turn off the bedside lamp. The little girl also picked up her
cute pillow and lay down on the bed. The room fell silent. I slept inside by the window, and
the little girl slept outside by the door. My bed was a double bed, so it was no problem for two people to sleep in it;
if we squeezed in, even three or four people could fit.
I lay on my side, clutching the blanket, my back to the girl. I could
n't bear to look at her; she had seen my wanton behavior again
. I didn't know if I could still be a good sister to her, or how she would view me. My mind was filled with complicated thoughts; I couldn't imagine
what would happen if she didn't acknowledge me as her sister.
Just then, another flash of lightning streaked across the window, followed by a deafening clap of thunder, as if
lightning had struck a nearby utility pole or something. The power went out instantly,
and the lamp that had been casting a warm glow went out, plunging the entire room into darkness.
"Aaaaaah!" The girl screamed again, lunging at me from behind, clinging tightly to me,
her voice trembling with sobs, "So scary... Sister... so scary..."
"It's okay... It's okay... Don't be afraid..." Seeing her like this made all my resentment and worry vanish
. I patted her hands as they reached around from behind, comforting her. "There's nothing to be
afraid of, isn't your sister here?" A warm current flowed through my body. Thankfully, she still recognized me as her sister
and hadn't abandoned me.
I turned around and hugged the girl, feeling her trembling body in my arms, proving just
how terrified she was of the thunder outside. A helpless smile appeared on my face. She really is a child who never grows up,
so old yet afraid of thunder. "Good girl... good girl... don't cry, don't cry... don't be afraid..." I stroked
her back from top to bottom, hoping to calm her down. This time, however, she was clearly not
as scared as before. Although she was still sobbing and frightened, having someone by her side made her feel
much more at ease.
After a long time, with my comforting words, the girl gradually calmed down, raised her head, and looked
at me with teary eyes. At such close range, we could see each other's faces clearly. I smiled at her
and reached out to hug her. "Sleep, sleep... my lovely little sister... don't worry, no matter what, your sister
will always protect you." I kissed the girl's forehead and hugged her, preparing to sleep. Just then, as
the thunderclap faded, the rain outside gradually subsided, as if the all-night downpour was finally over.
"Thank you, sister..." I seemed to hear a soft murmur in my ear.
Time passed, and I felt the girl had fallen asleep. I quietly withdrew my half-numb
arm from her, thankfully without waking her. After the girl's fuss, my sleepiness was completely gone.
I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, sometimes opening my eyes to look at the girl in front of me, sometimes looking out the window, listening to the fine
raindrops hitting the glass, thinking about all sorts of random things.
Gradually, my mind was filled with erotic thoughts again, the receding tide
rushing back like a tsunami. My restless hands began to move stealthily again, sometimes tracing patterns on my chest through my pajamas
, sometimes caressing between my legs through my pajama bottoms. My breathing grew heavier, the pleasure intensifying, yet
I dared not make a sound because of the girl behind me.
My legs rubbed gently against each other, my movements slow and deliberate, lest she discover my actions.
This only amplified the tantalizing feeling. I quickened my pace slightly, but the
movements were too forceful, causing the bed to vibrate and creak. Startled, I immediately stopped,
only resuming my actions when I heard silence behind me. Because I didn't turn around, I didn't notice
a pair of beautiful eyes staring at my back, their gazes a mixture of confusion, joy,
longing, excitement, and even a hint of fear.
After what seemed like an eternity, as if having made up my mind, the girl's voice suddenly broke the silence,
"Hey… sister… are you asleep?" I had no idea that the girl behind me had entered a strange mode.
Her voice startled me, and I instantly stopped what I was doing, as if I'd been doused with ice water.
A strong urge to cry welled up inside me, but I couldn't actually cry. I tried to
calm myself, but my slightly trembling shoulders betrayed me.
"Sister! What's wrong?" The girl asked knowingly, pretending to be surprised, and gently
climbed up from behind, leaning over my shoulder.
"N-nothing...nothing...why...why aren't you asleep yet?" I turned my head,
trying to force a smile, but it looked worse than a grimace.
She stared at my face for a moment, then said, "I can't sleep. I want to have some life advice with you, sister."
"Life advice?" Had I heard of this somewhere before? It seemed, perhaps, maybe, I
'd heard about it in various places not long ago, but I couldn't quite place it.
"Yes, life counseling," the girl said seriously. Looking at her like that, I assumed she
had something important to tell me, so I turned over to face her.
She had already climbed off my shoulder the moment I turned over, lying calmly on the bed, facing the ceiling, without
saying a word. In this dark room, I could only see things about a meter away, but that didn't stop me
from looking at the girl's profile.
"Okay, if you have any questions, just ask. I'll answer them carefully," I
said very seriously.
At that moment, the girl seemed to have made up her mind. She suddenly lifted the blanket, sniffed inside, and
then, covering half her face with the blanket, asked me, "Sister, do you smell a strange odor?"
Although my bed is a double bed, I usually only have one blanket, and the girl only brought one pillow,
so we had to share a blanket.
"..." I stared at her, dumbfounded. I was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what she meant, and my face flushed
red. "No...no strange smell...ha...haha..." I chuckled awkwardly, not daring
to look at the girl anymore, and instead, like her, turned over and stared at the ceiling. I tried to pretend there was nothing there, attempting to get
away with it, but actually, my mind was in turmoil because of the girl's question. A jumble
of chaotic thoughts filled my head. Oh no...oh no...oh no! My heart screamed!
No way! No way!! No way!! I squeezed my eyes shut, gritting my teeth and praying that the girl had just
smelled some strange odor, like smelly socks, body odor, or farts. Hey! That's impossible
!!
"Really? It's in the blanket. If you don't believe me, ask her." The girl said with a smile, lifting
the blanket a little and sniffing hard. While sniffing, she deliberately said strange things, "Hmm...
it smells so strange...it seems to be some kind of weird, erotic smell!" The girl glanced at me out of the corner of her eye as she spoke, and
if I looked closely, I could see a hint of mockery in her eyes.
"!!!" Hearing what the girl said, I immediately opened my eyes, rolled over, and grabbed her hand,
pulling the blanket down. Seeing her knowing look on her face, I chuckled, trying to distract her.
"Ha...haha...maybe...maybe the bedding hasn't been washed and dried in a long time...ha...haha...
if it's sunny tomorrow, I'll wash and dry it. Just make do for today." Actually, the girl and I both
knew that the bedding had been washed a couple of days ago, and even the lining had been specially aired.
As I spoke, I covered her with the blanket, pulling it up slightly. As long as I didn't lift the blanket, the
smell wouldn't be so noticeable. Actually, I was starting to vaguely realize that the girl was deliberately trying to stir up trouble, since
she had just seen it all. But I really hoped she knew nothing about these things, and I prayed she wouldn't
know anything about them.
Clearly, I underestimated kids these days. The girl suddenly pulled the blanket over me, yanking it to the floor
. Before I could react, she rolled over and faced me. "Were you masturbating just now, sister ?" she asked, staring straight into my eyes, completely oblivious to how 　　bizarre and shocking
her question was . 　　Her words struck me like a thunderbolt. I stammered, "…!…What…what are you saying…… 　　Quick…quick…sleep…sleep…" I didn't dare answer, mumbling incoherently. I 　　tried to turn to one side, but before I could even lie down, she flipped over and pinned 　　me down, grinning mischievously. She knelt on either side of me, her hands supporting her head, and climbed on top of me, forcibly taking the high ground in a strange position. She was a far 　　cry from the weak, timid girl who had been frightened by the thunder 　　just moments before . She was a little devil, a little witch. I 　　trembled beneath her , like Little Red Riding Hood about to be eaten by the Big Bad Wolf. 　　"Tell the truth, sister, you were masturbating just now, weren't you? And earlier in the living room, you were 　　doing foot fetish with that idiot Hang, weren't you?" The girl's words were shocking. She stared into my eyes, as if she could see right through me 　　. "Don't try to deny it, I saw it all." 　　"Foot...foot...foot...foot fetish! You...you...you...you...what are you saying?!" 　　I yelled at the girl. How did this idiot girl know about such things?! "And...and...and 　　where...where did you find out about these things?!" I shouted at the girl in shame. 　　"How did you find out? Don't worry about that, sister. Just answer my question first. Do n't try to hide it anymore, 　　sister. I know everything. Confessing is the way to go; resisting is the way to go. If you insist on hiding it, don't blame me for 　　being impolite." The girl leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Besides what you did today, 　　I also know about all those lewd games you two played at school." " 　　!!!!!" I don't know if it was because of the girl's words or the strange feeling from her breath 　　, but I was completely stunned, my mind blank. She knew everything! 　　The girl's little bottom landed on my stomach, straddling me. Then she straightened up 　　, one hand gently twirling her hair, the other holding a strand of my hair, lightly 　　scratching my ear. The girl had a smug smile on her face; she was nothing like the frightened little rabbit she had been just moments before. 　　"And that's not all, I know a lot more, like meowing like a kitten, spanking, sneaking 　　kisses at Grandpa's house..." 　　As the girl recounted the various things between Xiaohang and me, my heart sank 　　. My face burned, and I turned my head away, not daring to look at her, let alone meet her gaze. 　　I had absolutely no idea how to deal with her. What she said was enough to make me 　　furious and ashamed, to show her my strength and let her know my authority as her older sister, but what she said left 　　me without any courage to resist. The tickling sensation in my ears 　　caused a strange feeling to rise in my body again. 　　"Hey, sister, I didn't say anything wrong, did I? You..." The girl's hand suddenly reached out, a pair of cold 　　palms cupping my cheeks, turning my head to face me, forcing me to look upwards and immediately 　　focus my attention on her face. I only made eye contact with the girl for a moment before quickly closing 　　my own. At that moment, I had no idea how alluring I looked, even in the pitch-black room.

She could tell how red my face was just from the touch of her hand. My shy face, tightly closed eyes,
trembling eyelashes, pursed lips, and trembling body made me look like a bullied little animal
. This made the girl riding on top of me momentarily lose her composure. Bullying her older sister was definitely the best thing ever.
"Do you admit what I said?" The girl quickly recovered and questioned
me like she was interrogating a criminal. "Of course, if you don't admit it..." The girl leaned down again, brought her mouth to my ear,
opened it, and gently bit down on it. "Lying children get punished."
"Ah!!" I cried out in surprise, a strange pleasure surging through my sensitive ears.
The words sounded familiar; not long ago, I had been bullied by Xiao Hang like that. Those unforgettable
shameful memories flooded back like a tide. I was terrified of suffering that humiliation again, so I
nodded rapidly like a chick pecking at rice. "I...I...I admit it..." My voice, barely audible
, confirmed the girl's plan. I didn't realize that my lower body was once again slightly itchy and wet.
Seeing me nod in admission, the girl finally released her teeth, leaving my sensitive ears alone, but she didn't stop
teasing me. Her soft, wet tongue licked inside my ear, and her delicate hands gently stroked my cheek
. "Hey, sister, how about we do some life counseling?"
"Life counseling?" My last shred of reason made me open my eyes abruptly. Ignoring the pleasure coming from my ears, I
asked in surprise. "What...what is this?" I tried hard to suppress
the itching in my ears.
"Life counseling is life counseling, do you agree or not?" The girl asked, gently scraping
the edge of my ear with her teeth. If I didn't agree, she would definitely bite it off immediately.
"Yes...yes..." I nodded hurriedly.
"Okay, let's try kissing first." The girl straightened up and said happily.
"Kiss...kiss...kiss!"
"Yes, kiss." The girl leaned down again, her face less than centimeters from mine, our
noses almost touching. Tears still clung to her face, her eyes gleaming with excitement
. "A lot of girls in our class have tried it, even Huihui and Luoluo have
." Regardless of age, as long as they were close friends, the girl often
added a "little" before and a formal title to their names, insisting it was her own
special nickname. "And you don't want my first kiss to be stolen by those stinky boys, right? Besides,
kissing is part of life counseling, you promised to do a life self-assessment, didn't you?"
The girl kissed my forehead and cheeks; more like a lesbian
couple than sisters. Seeing the girl intentionally trying to kiss my eyes, I instinctively closed them, letting her
kiss my eyelids , unaware that this would only fuel her arrogance.
"But...but..." My mind was no longer functioning; the girl's barrage of
attacks had completely overwhelmed me, though I still felt something was amiss.
"No buts, come on...let's try it..." In the end, I succumbed to the girl's offensive
skills. Her charming and coquettish tactics were always incredibly effective against anyone; no
one could resist them.
"Well...okay...let's try it..." I had just been defeated by the girl, and before I could finish speaking, she
had already cut me off. Her wet lips pressed tightly against mine, her eyes wide open,
showing no intention of closing them. I could see my panicked gaze in her joyful eyes… [
My boyfriend is a middle school student (12) Gemini's Pleasure (Part 2)] This
was the second time I had kissed a girl. I had
kissed one of my roommates once when I was in college and was punished for losing a game. But that time I had no
thoughts or feelings at all, it was just fun and happiness. But this time, the kiss with Yaya made me feel
different. Maybe it was because of our blood relationship, or maybe it was because we had been together since childhood
. Our heartbeats were in sync, our spirits seemed to be connected. I seemed to know
what she was thinking, and I seemed to know that she knew what I was thinking. It was a kind of spiritual throbbing, a
kind of spiritual sublimation. I had only felt this kind of feeling when I consciously kissed Xiaohang for the first time. It is
undeniable that this feeling is very tempting and very easy to become obsessed with.
She slightly parted her lips, and then a soft, delicate little tongue slid in, first licking my
lips, then fully penetrating them, sweeping over my teeth, touching my tongue, making contact, teasing,
and then swirling. We exchanged our saliva, feeling each other's palpitations. The girl wrapped her arms around my head,
and I gently held her body, letting her invade me.
My pride wouldn't allow me to just passively enjoy it like this; I also moved my tongue, wanting to defeat the intruder in my mouth , wanting to defeat her in my mouth, and then retaliate. The soft, smooth tongue 　　stirred, churned, and chased
in my mouth . There was no warm feeling like when I kissed Xiao Hang, only the thrill of incest 　　and the pleasure of adultery. The girl now completely overturned the image she usually gave me; she was no longer the fragile, 　　obedient, and quiet girl she once was. At this moment, the girl gave me a feeling of aggression; she was proactive, she was brave, 　　she was wild, and I was completely unable to defeat her, only able to passively enjoy it beneath her. 　　The girl's hand reached to my chest, easily unbuttoning my shirt, separating my pajamas, and 　　pushing up my bra. She then gently enveloped my small breasts and began to knead them. "Mmm..." I 　　uttered a startled sound. The girl's cool little hand touching my hot skin sent 　　shivers down my spine. I didn't have the energy to think about how she knew these things. Her 　　familiar yet awkward movements, and her passionate kiss, ignited my previously dormant desires like a volcano erupting 　　. I only wanted more pleasure.

One hand intertwined with the girl's fingers, their interlocking fingers bringing a sense of security; the other gently cradled her
head, oblivious to the drool at the corner of my mouth, only seeking more pleasure. I had no intention
of violating her; my senses and sensitive body wouldn't allow it.
My hand, which had just tried to slip under her pajamas, was ruthlessly slapped away, and I was warned that I should simply enjoy her caresses, or
I would be punished.
A passionate kiss ended only when we were both breathless. The girl slightly raised her head, the lingering
sweetness of her kiss fading from my mouth, leaving a silvery thread between my tongue and hers. We
both gazed at each other with hazy eyes, not thinking about whether this would be judged by society,
scolded by our families, or scorned by others. We only knew that at that moment, we only had eyes for each other. This wasn't
romantic love between a man and a woman, but it was just as intoxicating.
"Sister..." "Xiao Yi..." We breathed heavily, calling out to each other, feeling
the throbbing in our hearts, the joy of blood ties. Our lips met again, hotter and more passionate than before.
The girl separated my fingers, rose from my body, and knelt on top of me. She released
my lips, kissing my nose, forehead, cheeks, ears, down my fair neck to my chest
. "Sister..." the girl called softly, pushing my bra up to reveal my already
small chest. I instinctively tried to cover myself, but the girl stopped me. "So cute..."
the girl whispered, her warm tongue licking the already erect nipples.
"Mmm... ah..." I let out a beautiful moan, then remembered I shouldn't make such a sound in front of the girl
, so I clenched my teeth, not wanting to make such a shameful sound.
"It's okay, sister, scream it out, let me hear your cute voice." The girl said,
gently biting my bulge.
"Ah!!!" The pain and pleasure from my chest made it impossible for me to endure any longer, and I let out another
shameful moan. And I could no longer hold back, as the girl continued to violate my chest, my moans
echoed in the room.
The girl took turns violating my chest, sometimes licking, sometimes biting, sometimes kissing, sometimes sucking, while her hands were also
ravaging the other free side at the same time, her palms wantonly playing with it, kneading it, her fingers rubbing it, pinching it,
sometimes squeezing it hard, sometimes gently scratching it with her nails. I gripped the sheets tightly with one hand, and held the girl's head firmly with the other , waves of pleasure crashing over my head, my body 　　swaying
restlessly with the rhythm of her moans . 　　While I was lost in the pleasure radiating from my chest and oblivious to my surroundings, a free hand swept across my lower abdomen, 　　circling my navel before suddenly invading my pajama bottoms. The icy palm slipped directly into my half-wet underwear 　　. My legs immediately clamped down on the intruder, immobilizing it. 　　"No...not there! Don't..." I pleaded with the girl. This was already lewd enough 　　; my last shred of reason prevented anything more serious from happening. 　　"Alright, since you say so, relax a bit, let me stop." The girl looked at me 　　with a playful smile. Hearing her words, I didn't think much of it and obediently relaxed my legs. However 　　... 　　"...Ah..." I threw my head back, arching my body in the opposite direction, my toes gripping the sheets tightly. 　　Without any foreplay or teasing, the girl's finger was rudely inserted. Her fingers, which had been icy cold 　　, were now burning hot. The girl's slender fingers brought me 　　pleasure no less intense than Xiao Hang's large member. 　　"Did you reach your climax, sister? You're completely soaked down there." The girl stopped what she was doing, 　　her cute face filled with an excited smile. She hadn't expected that it would be so easy for me to reach 　　climax so easily. As my body slumped onto the bed, my legs spread open numbly, my whole body limp and almost 　　powerless. I had reached climax so easily. I couldn't bear to look at the girl's 　　face. I had been so easily brought to climax by her. Shame, humiliation, excitement, anger—a 　　mix of emotions swirled within me. 　　"Want to continue?" the girl suddenly leaned closer and asked in my ear. 　　"No...no more...enough...enough..." One climax hadn't completely 　　robbed me of my reason. "We...we can't...can't...continue any longer..." I gasped, 　　trying to regain my strength. 　　"Is that so..." I glanced at her; she had her head down, silent for a moment, her long bangs obscuring her 　　face, making it impossible to see her expression. I felt a slight sense of relief; it seemed she was still listening to me. However, 　　before my thoughts could settle, the fingers still inside her suddenly began to twitch. At that moment, a 　　pleasurable sensation, a mixture of pain and pleasure, surged through my chest. The girl's fingers gripped my erection tightly, rubbing it. She 　　looked up, a wicked grin spreading across her face, her lips parting and uttering words, "But 　　I haven't had enough, sister." 　　The familiar pain in my ears, combined with the pain in my chest, brought tears to my eyes, but undeniably 　　, the pleasure accompanying the pain was undeniable. "Sister, admit it, you're a horny, 　　wanton sister, a horny sister who can feel things even under my tutelage." Just like when Xiao Hang does it with me, 　　he likes to tease me with words while he's doing it, because that makes me more sensitive and wanton. Now 　　this girl has actually used this trick, and there's no denying that it's very effective against me. 　　"No...no..." I stubbornly denied it, but my body betrayed me. With 　　the girl's fingers moving, my body uncontrollably responded. But thankfully, this is the girl's first time 　　doing something like this. I wonder if she stops now, and 　　I'll agree to whatever she asks. My body is already very sensitive, and I just had an orgasm without any rest.

Then the girl started teasing me again, making my body even more sensitive. It hadn't been long before I
felt the urge again.
"Sigh, sister still won't admit it? Well then, how about this?" As soon as the girl finished speaking, she
increased the number of fingers inside me to two, even her ring finger was gently scraping the outside, clearly indicating she
would just insert it if I didn't admit it.
"Mmm..." A strong pleasure surged from my lower body; if I hadn't clenched my teeth tightly, I definitely
would have cried out in pleasure.
"What, still won't admit it?" The girl looked at me strangely. She thought she had followed
the steps from novels and various erotic anime, and even specifically asked netizens in QQ groups about some things
. How could she still not force me to submit?
"I... ah..." I was about to speak when I was interrupted by another wave of pleasure from my lower body. Seeing that I
still stubbornly didn't answer, the girl's fingers had become three. Even if her fingers were
thin, they were now comparable to, or even slightly larger than, Xiao Hang's. This was
a size I couldn't handle.
"No... no... too... too much..." Ignoring the saliva dripping from my mouth, I reached out and grabbed
the girl's wrist, but I was powerless to stop her. Seemingly seeing that her actions had finally
worked, the girl nodded slightly in satisfaction.
"So, does sister admit it?" The girl's hand continued moving without stopping.
"Admit... admit what... ah..." I suppressed the pleasure, trying to use all my strength
to speak, unwilling to utter a shameful moan.
"So you admit you're a lewd older sister now," the girl chuckled, pulling her fingers out of my body.
She then withdrew both hands from my body, bringing her liquid-covered hands to her mouth and licking them
with her cute little tongue, as if they were something delicious. She looked so lewd and adorable
, like a succubus from a myth, alluring yet wicked.
"...Um...I...I...I admit it..." The pleasure that had finally subsided made me
breathe a slight sigh of relief, but the emptiness that followed was incredibly painful. My hands uncontrollably reached
between my legs, fiddling with them through my pajama bottoms while my legs were tightly clamped together. My mind was foggy; I didn't even
consider that it would feel better to put my hands inside my pants. Perhaps it was my last shred of pride acting up.
Seeing my state, the girl knew I was aroused. She laughed and smeared the remaining liquid on
my face. The sticky liquid was very uncomfortable on my face, but I ignored it; the emptiness in my lower body
was far more unbearable. "Does sister want it?"
"I want it..." I could no longer pretend to be indifferent. I
looked at the girl pitifully like a yearning kitten, hoping she would continue to play with me like before, because that would make
me feel very comfortable and very happy.
"What do you want?" The girl's hand came to my mouth, her fingers gently stroking my lips,
lightly wiping away the saliva at the corner of my mouth.
"I want it..." Although I wanted it very much, I couldn't say such a vulgar word. I opened my mouth,
stuck.
"If you don't finish, I won't know what sister wants." The girl pretended not to know.
I pursed my lips, "I...I want...to be loved..." I lowered my head slightly, not daring to look at the girl,
my voice so soft that I could hardly hear myself...
"...I can't hear what sister is saying at all, as punishment..." The girl said as she
got off me. She jumped off the bed and ran to the wardrobe to rummage through it. I was puzzled by what she was up to now
. I struggled to prop myself up on my elbows and looked at her curiously. "Strange, I remember it being over here?"
The girl's voice was clear in the quiet room.
Finally, she found something in the wardrobe. She giggled and hid it behind her back before quickly
returning. "Alright, as punishment, sister, please put your hands up." As she spoke, she
pulled out what she had hidden behind her back: a pair of long stockings. I suddenly had a bad feeling.
Soon, my premonition came true. The girl used the stockings to tie my hands to the headboard. The headboard
was designed like a screen, with various wooden strips pieced together on the openwork surface. The girl tied my
hands to two of the wooden strips with the stockings, and to make sure they were secure, she tied them in tight knots. This way
, if I wanted to untie them, I would have to use scissors or something similar to tear the stockings. I have to say, the quality of these
nylon stockings is really good. I secretly tried to break free, but found that when they were tightened, they were no different from rope,
binding my hands tightly. When the girl was tying me up, I didn't resist or try to escape. Instead, I
cooperated perfectly and let her tie me up. I have to say, I was actually looking forward to the game to come.
"Alright, mission accomplished, let's continue the game." The girl clapped her hands, indicating that she was very satisfied,
not only with her masterpiece but also with my cooperation.
"..." Now, I felt extremely ashamed that I had cooperated with the girl in doing such a thing.
I must have been out of my mind to do something like this. Now my hands were tied to both sides of the headboard,
forming a Y shape. My pajamas were wide open, and my bra was pushed up, completely exposing most of
my upper body. Although I didn't know much, this was a complete SM setup! "Um... could
you please not do this..." I whispered to the girl.
"No!" The girl shook her head, laughing happily. "Besides, instead of worrying about that, let's worry about
the game we're going to play next." As she spoke, she leaned over the bed, picked up a strand of my hair, and
gently brushed it against my chest.
"Haha...no...don't...it tickles...don't..." I laughed loudly. After such a long
rest, my desire had subsided considerably, and my strength had returned somewhat. At least I wasn't as weak and powerless as before
. When the itching on my chest returned, I immediately began to wriggle, trying to escape the girl's clutches.
Forgetting that my hands were tied, I couldn't escape, let alone even turn over.
"So next..." The girl smiled, released my hair, and started
tickling other parts of me with her hair—my navel, lower abdomen, and soles of my feet. I was laughing so hard from the tickling that I was almost going crazy, but
I couldn't escape.
After tickling for a while, I suddenly felt a wet, slippery sensation on my foot. A warm, soft, wet object
was sliding on my foot. "Eh!" I tried to look up. The girl was holding one of my feet,
kissing and licking it. She kissed the instep, then kissed the toes,
drawing circles on the sole with her soft tongue.
"No...no...it's dirty...it's so itchy..." I quickly pulled my foot out of the girl's hands.
That feeling was something I'd never experienced before. I knew my feet were cute, and even Xiao Hang liked them,
but Xiao Hang had never done anything like this to me.
"Your feet are one of your sensitive spots too." The girl wasn't angry. Instead, she grabbed
the other foot I was trying to hide and repeated the action. When I tried to pull my foot away again, this time, she
was prepared. She had already grabbed my ankle with one hand and held my foot with the other, taking each of my cute
toes into her mouth.
"No...don't do this..." I felt my toes being licked and sucked by her warm little mouth.
This was different from the previous sensations. It felt like being served by a servant, like a queen, yet also
like the shame of having my feet played with. In ancient times, girls' feet were hidden and not shown to men.
Although the girl wasn't a girl, her licking and sucking my feet made me feel very ashamed.
"Why not? Your feet are so cute." After thoroughly playing with my feet, the girl
switched to the other foot and played with both feet until she was satisfied. She climbed back onto the bed. "Hey, sister,
what does it feel like when you and Xiaohang make love?" the girl suddenly asked me out of the blue.
"..." I was speechless, unsure how to answer her question.
"Is it pleasurable?" Seemingly noticing my hesitation, the girl asked again.
"Mmm..." This time, I nodded slightly.
"And how does it compare to what I'm doing now?" The girl's hands moved to my chest. She sat on me,
placing both hands on my breasts, kneading them.
"Mmm..." The electric sensation in my chest made me let out a soft moan, but I didn't answer
her.
The girl seemed to have gotten the question she wanted from my reaction. "Sister's so horny," she teased with a light laugh
, her thumbs playing with my erect nipples. "Want to try something exciting?"
"Wh...what kind of game?" I looked at the girl curiously, her words tempting me.
"I won't tell you yet, but if you want to play, you have to close your eyes and don't peek." The girl didn't
say it directly, but told me to close my eyes. I did as she said and closed my eyes. As if afraid I would peek,
the girl even put her pillow over my head.
After waiting quietly for a few seconds, "Ah!! It hurts!" Suddenly, a sharp pain came from my chest. I
shook my head violently, knocking the pillow off my face. When I opened my eyes, I saw two wooden clothespins
clipped to my bulges. "It hurts...it hurts...quick...quick, take them off..."
Tears welled up uncontrollably because of the pain, and I urged the girl.
"No!" However, the girl refused me. "This is a game that I promised."
"When did I promise!" I asked angrily.
"I said if you want to play, close your eyes, and you did." The girl made an innocent
gesture.
"I don't care! Take them off, it hurts so much!" I cried to the girl, but she was determined to ignore me
and climbed off me instead.
"Xiao Yi, please, take them off..." I continued to plead with her.
"No." The girl turned her head away. I was completely helpless against her behavior. My hands
were tied to the headboard, and my cries for help were being ignored. I was going crazy. If I could,
I would scream for Xiao Hang to come and help, but I didn't know how to do that, I didn't dare to, and
I couldn't do it. If I had known, I shouldn't have agreed to the girl's request.
Thinking of this, I cried softly, feeling wronged. "Waaah..." I
cried like a child, completely losing my composure. Many people had said that I was like a child who never grew up, that
I would cry at the slightest thing, and that I wasn't like an adult at all. Even Xiaohang and Yatou
often teased me about this, so now that I was in so much pain and feeling so wronged, I naturally couldn't care less and
started crying.
Yatou didn't really mean to tease me like this; it's just that the erotic novels and anime she read suggested that
this kind of game must be quite fun, and that girls caught in the clips would enjoy it. Seeing that I was really crying,
Yatou panicked, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, sister!" She quickly turned around to comfort me.
"..." I deliberately turned my head away, slightly turning my body, refusing her comfort. Yatou initially
wanted to remove the clips, but because I wasn't cooperating, she stopped, afraid of hurting me. Yatou
didn't know how to comfort me either. She wanted to give up the game, but she was very reluctant; we'd already gone this far
, and giving up would mean all our efforts were wasted. But if we continued, I would be like this. Thinking about it, Yatou, who seemed to
realize she had gone too far, also started crying. Of course, a child younger than me
could cry even more than I could.
"..." So the two of us, one big and one small, started crying in the room. I have to
admit that the soundproofing in my bedroom is exceptionally good. Even if we cried and made a fuss, with the bedroom door
and windows closed, it was very difficult for anyone outside to hear us. So it was impossible for us to disturb Xiao Hang next door or
the neighbors nearby.
The power, which had been out for most of the day, was restored at this moment. Under the dim light, we, who had cried for a while,
seemed to have vented all the grievances in our hearts. My daughter and I gradually calmed down, looking
at each other's tear-stained faces in the light. "Pfft," we both laughed at the same time.
"I'm sorry... Sister... I went too far..." After laughing, my daughter realized her
mistake and apologized to me immediately.
"No... It's okay... It's... I was being too dramatic..." As an adult,
I felt a little embarrassed that my daughter apologized first.
"No, it's all my fault, Sister, wait a moment, let me take the clip off first." My daughter said, and was about
to take it off.
However, I interrupted her as soon as she raised her hand, "Wait... wait a minute..."
"What's wrong, Sister?" My daughter looked at me strangely, her hand frozen in mid-air.
"..." I hesitated, unsure how to begin. The clamp on my chest no longer caused the previous
pain; instead, it gave me a strange pleasure, different from the pleasure of ordinary sex. It was
stimulating, a subtle sensation. "Um... um... actually... that..." I didn't know whether I should express
my feelings. Although I didn't want to admit it, this pleasure was quite novel, making me not want to stop.
I felt a little degrading .
"?" The girl was even more confused. "What's wrong, sister?"
"Actually... being clamped... feels... feels... so strange..." I could only mumble
these words.
"..." The girl was stunned for a moment, then a wry smile appeared on her face. "Hahaha..." The girl
laughed happily.
"What... what are you laughing at..." I blushed, scolding her in embarrassment. "
Nothing... nothing... I just didn't expect that sister is indeed a masochist..." The girl suppressed her laughter, staring at
me for a long time until I looked away in embarrassment. Suddenly, the girl leaned down and gently lifted my
head with her hand. "Sister..." Her cute little mouth covered my lips. I stared wide-eyed
at the ceiling in surprise, then the expression on my face softened, and I closed my eyes to enjoy the kiss...
The kiss lasted a long time, occasionally parting to catch my breath before resuming the passionate
kiss.
After a while, our lips parted, and the girl, her face flushed, looked up and asked softly, "Want to continue, sister...
"
"Mmm..." I nodded shyly, my face equally red. The girl smiled happily, and just like the
beginning, she kissed my forehead, eyelids, ears...
"Sister... I'm going to take my clothes off..." "Mmm..." I gently lifted myself up and helped the girl
take off her pajama bottoms and underwear, revealing my bare lower body.
"Wow..." the girl exclaimed, "So cute..."
"..." I blushed, not daring to look at the girl. I let the girl slowly slide her hand between my legs
, gradually inserting her fingers.
Feeling her fingers moving inside me, feeling her kisses on my body, responding to
her movements, I could no longer suppress my desire. I let out beautiful moans in the room,
wanting more pleasure and more happiness from her. I shamelessly let her admire my erotic, wanton state
, kicking the bed haphazardly, making a mess of it. I couldn't stop myself;
I only wanted her to give me more.
"Sister, say it, you're a lewd Lingling." "I'm a lewd Lingling." "You're a little lewd Lingling." "
I'm a little lewd Lingling." Lust had clouded my judgment; whatever the girl asked me to do, I did unconsciously
, responding to her movements, matching her words.
"Little...Little Yi...I'm...coming..." The peak of pleasure came so quickly; only
a short while later, I was about to reach my second orgasm of the day. Hearing my words, the girl quickened her
pace. At the same time, when I wasn't paying attention, her other hand quietly touched my chest.
"Snap!" Suddenly, a soft sound came from my chest, followed by intense pain and a tidal wave of
pleasure. One of the clips on my chest was ruthlessly pulled off by the girl, bringing me intense pleasure. I
opened my mouth wide, the almost suffocating pleasure rendering me unable to make a sound.
"Snap!" As the other clip came off, my vocal cords seemed to recover, "Ah!!!"
I let out a high-pitched cry, my toes gripping the flyer tightly, my buttocks and waist arching upwards like a
lobster arching back. Accompanying the high-pitched cry was a gushing stream of pleasurable liquid…
"Sister… Sister…" The girl sat at the computer desk, her back to the desk, facing the bed. Her
pajamas had been taken off and thrown on the floor long ago, and her cute white bra with pink trim had been pulled off on one side, the other
hanging on her arm. The girl leaned back in her chair, her body slightly lowered, leaving her waist and most of
her back dangling in the air. Her long, adorable legs rested on the armrests, and a pair of
white panties with pink trim, matching her bra, hung forlornly on one ankle. One hand pinched her
nipples, sometimes pressing, sometimes gently rubbing and squeezing; the other hand constantly
caressed the cleft between her legs.
Saliva dripped uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth, and her slightly open lips called out to me. I knelt naked
on the bed, filming this lewd little girl with my phone while simultaneously caressing myself. Under the light
, it was clear that a large patch of my fluids had stained the bed,
my pajamas lay on the floor, and my tattered stockings, already cut with scissors, hung untouched at the head of the bed. Her flushed
face revealed her joy; the pleasure within her hadn't completely subsided before she was aroused again by herself
.
Following their previous lovemaking, neither of us could extinguish the fire of desire within us.
After some mutual caressing, she suggested that one of us masturbate and take pictures of the other. Such a vulgar and erotic thing—something I would never normally do…
It was something I never even dared to dream of, but for some reason, the girl persuaded me with just a few words.
After I performed my erotic acts first, it was the girl's turn. I don't know how many photos she took of me or
how long the video was, but under her teasing and the phone camera, the lust within me was fully
released, and I reached another orgasm before I felt satisfied.
Although this erotic thing was suggested by the girl, it was the first time she had done something like this.
After making quite a few mistakes while imitating my movements, she finally grasped some of the essentials under my guidance.
"Hmm... Sister... I'm... I'm going to... something's going to come out..." After all, it was her first time,
and the girl's sensitive body, no less sensitive than mine, was about to reach her first orgasm. Strange feelings,
wonderful pleasure, and delightful enjoyment—this is what all girls experience during their first orgasm. She
continued to move her hands, her mind hazy, and mumbled strange words, her slightly flushed body beginning
to tremble slightly. Her adorable toes sometimes spread wide, sometimes clenched limply, her thighs unconsciously
pulling back from the armrest, tightly clamping the small hands that were conquering her.
For some reason, I seemed to have become a prisoner of desire today, devoid of my usual rationality. Moved, I
felt like a slave to lust, knowing full well that the girl was my own sister, yet still wanting to do erotic
things with her. I wanted to capture the entire scene of her first orgasm, to
record this most beautiful moment of her.
I got off the bed and walked to her, gently parting her legs with my left hand,
while my right hand continued recording her with my phone. My left hand grasped her ankle, pulling her legs wide
open, revealing a beautiful sight of her glistening with fluid. "Gulp," I swallowed hard,
feeling a surge of desire as I looked at the adorable girl before me, a strong urge to devour her whole.
Turning my head, I kissed the girl's soft, white feet, mimicking the characters in those erotic films. Thinking about
what she had just done to me, I stuck out my tongue and gently licked her toes, which were like works of art, then took each
one into my mouth, sucking and playing with them.
"Ah... Sister... Sister..." The girl's legs twitched, seemingly trying to escape
the sweet hell I had brought her, but she couldn't because my hands were holding them tightly, and because she subconsciously didn't want to hurt me.
I held the girl's feet tightly, and I had to admit, they had successfully seduced me, making me feel like a
perverted foot fetishist, constantly licking and kissing her toes, soles, and insteps.
Finally, having had my fill of playing with her feet, I kissed my way up her instep, her ankles,
calves, knees, thighs, until I reached her genitals. I draped the girl's legs over my shoulders,
gently patting away her hands that were trying to cover her private parts. At very close range, I took a few photos with my phone
, and then used my left index and middle fingers to pry open a small slit and try to take a few more pictures inside, but the results
weren't ideal. It was just too tight and too small.
Just then, the girl's hands fell down, and she tried her best to spread her genitals open, revealing a
small opening. I looked up in surprise, only to see the girl looking at me with hazy, shy eyes
. Even I, as her older sister, was stunned by her appearance. "Hurry...hurry up and take pictures!!" she said
coquettishly, seeing me staring at her.
I smiled and lowered my head, taking several good pictures with my phone, capturing the inside of her clearly visible hymen
—the flowing fluid, the glistening, tender pink flesh—all of it aroused my desire. I put down
my phone, pressed my hand against the back of the girl's hand, and kissed the small opening between her fingers.
"Ah!!!! Sister!!" the girl cried out, instantly pulling her hands away from mine and pressing
my head down, her whole body arching back. A considerable amount of fluid flowed from her private parts; she had experienced a
small orgasm. The suddenness startled me, and I stopped. After a short while, feeling
the girl's grip loosen slightly, I immediately looked up. I saw the girl, her face flushed,
looking at me in a daze. She was clenching her teeth tightly, saliva dripping from her chin onto her chest, but
she didn't seem to notice. She was breathing heavily, seemingly still savoring the pleasure she had just experienced
.
I decided to continue, determined to push her to another orgasm, resolved to let her experience
the most pleasurable thing for a girl today. I leaned closer, parted the girl's genitals with my fingers, and began
licking them with my tongue.
"No...no...sister...it's so dirty...so dirty..." The pleasure surging through her lower body was
unbearable for the girl. She tried to push my head away, but having just experienced a mini-orgasm, she was still immersed in the afterglow
and had no strength to push me away.
I continued to lie between her legs, easily finding her precious clitoris, and gently
flicked it with the tip of my tongue. "Ahhh!!!" The girl trembled again. Taking advantage of the considerable amount of fluid she had released, I decided to
taste this little girl. I forcefully parted her genitals, inserted my tongue, scooped up some of the fluid
, and tasted it. Well, actually, it wasn't very tasty. It was a bit sticky, like
egg white, like diluted jelly, like the agar jelly in a dessert shop. I don't know if it's my mouth's fault, but
I didn't taste anything too strange in the girl's fluid. If I had to describe it, "obscene"
would be a good word. However, I didn't dislike the taste. On the contrary, perhaps because it was the girl's, I thought it
was quite nice and wanted to try more.
"Mmm...ah..." My tongue went in and out of the girl's private parts, sometimes lightly
licking the outer edge, sometimes stirring hard inside. This kind of attack brought the girl wave after wave of pleasure, and it also made me
very happy.
"Ah...sister...sister...I'm...I'm going to pee...I'm going to pee...I can't hold it in anymore!"
As the frequency of the girl's body trembling increased, she began to murmur strange words again. I knew it was almost time.
I licked the girl's little pearl again and gently sucked on it.
"It's...it's coming out!!!" Suddenly, the girl let out an excited cry, her legs tightly
clamping my head, her hands pressing down hard on the top of my head, positioning her genitals directly in front of my face.
I only had time to close my eyes before I felt a large amount of fluid spray onto my face...

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