My sister and I

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When I was in middle school, my family lived in a single-story house in a large courtyard. My parents worked in other cities most of the year and rarely came home. I lived with my grandfather and older sister. Due to the lack of parental guidance from a young age, although my academic performance was always good, my sexual development was probably different from other children. Ever since I developed a vague sense of sexuality, I began to be interested in my older sister. She was three years older than me. Although she was beautiful, I didn't feel anything special about her appearance because I saw her every day. Instead, I became increasingly curious about the unfamiliar world beneath her clothes. At that time, my grandfather lived in one room, and I lived in the large room next to his (my parents' room; when they came back, I could only squeeze in with my grandfather to sleep, thankfully not often). In my large room, there was a small suite, which was my sister's bedroom. The summer after I graduated from middle school, my sister had just graduated from high school and started working. During the summer vacation, her room was locked during the day, which dashed my hopes of going in to see if there were any clues related to her body. When she came home in the evening, although the door was open, my room was the main living area for our family, where we ate, watched TV, and did other activities, so I rarely had a chance to go in. Sometimes, I would sneak in, but my sister would immediately call me out. My sister always went to bed a little later than me, and after I pretended to be asleep in bed, I could always hear her locking the door, which made me even more curious about what was happening in her room. That summer, I accidentally discovered a secret: my older sister would bring a large basin of water and lock the door to wash herself inside at night. I already knew this; it was hot, so we all washed at home. The secret I discovered was that the old-fashioned wooden doors of these old bungalows often had cracks due to age. That day, when I turned off the lights and my older sister closed the door to wash herself, I noticed a faint, almost invisible light coming from under the door. This discovery thrilled me. I quickly got out of bed and quietly ran out of my room. I listened at Grandpa's door to make sure he was asleep, then immediately went back inside and tiptoed to my sister's door. I lay down on the floor and peered through the crack in the wooden door. I carefully brought my eyes close to the crack to get a better angle of observation, but I could only see a little bit of my sister's calves and feet. I couldn't see her buttocks, let alone her upper body. I was a little disappointed, but still very excited. I listened to the sound of water and saw a light pink pair of underwear and a white tank top on the side of the bed, concluding that my sister was already naked. Although I couldn't see her buttocks, seeing her calves and feet, along with the underwear and tank top lying haphazardly on the bed, and imagining what she looked like up there, still excited me greatly. Although I could see my older sister's bare calves and even unintentionally exposed thighs every day in the summer, seeing it in this situation felt completely different, after all, it was peeping! I intended to keep watching until my sister put on her underwear before quickly going back to bed, but after a while, my sister squatted down, put a basin under her, and started washing herself down there! Wow! I saw my sister's thighs and buttocks from the side! Although it was just the side, it was still the first time I'd ever seen a woman's naked body since I was old enough to understand. A reflection in the toilet is just a reflection, after all. When I was very young, my mother took my sister and me to the women's section of a public bathhouse many times, but back then I didn't understand anything. Faced with so many women of all ages willingly stripping naked for me to see, I was just stupid enough to play with the water in the soap dish; I didn't even have a very vague impression of naked women. Now that I'm older and more sensible, getting into a public women's bathhouse is practically impossible. I wonder if all those women were staring at my little penis back then, if they were excited? Anyway, I've bathed with many women before, and while soaking in the large pool, some of their genitals might have leaked out. A little bit might have gotten on my body or even my mouth… Looking at my sister's side profile and imagining all this, I was incredibly excited. One hand was already inside my underwear, rubbing it. Then my sister stood up, and I couldn't see the side of her buttocks anymore. My sister dried herself off and reached for her underwear. I tried to adjust my angle to catch a glimpse of her as she put on her panties, but to no avail. As she reached for her vest, I quickly got up, grabbed my slippers, and tiptoed back to bed, pretending to be asleep, because she would be coming out to get water soon. I squinted, using the light streaming from my older sister's open door to peek at her—a sight I rarely saw, only her vest and panties. Since the main room was dark, she couldn't tell I was watching her. After getting the water, she went back inside and slammed the door shut. I heard the light cord being pulled, and I knew my chances of seeing her were over. I replayed the scene in my mind, imagining my sister inside, and rubbed myself. After a while, I took out the toilet paper I'd hidden under the mat and ejaculated… I thought, tomorrow I need to find a way to make that crack bigger… The next day, when I woke up, Grandpa and my sister were already eating breakfast. After getting up, I quickly washed up and sat down to eat breakfast, secretly peeking at the crack in my sister's door, wondering how to widen it. My sister finished eating and went to work. Grandpa also went out to play chess with his old friends. Normally, having just graduated from junior high and having no homework, I should have been wandering around like a queenless bee during summer vacation, but today I didn't go out. I waited until they were all gone, then closed the yard gate, went into the main house, closed the bedroom door, and started thinking about my sister's door. I first crouched down and looked inside; I could only see my sister's neat bed in the dim light. Since the door was locked, I could only work from the outside. I first tried to move the cracked wooden board, finding it a bit loose. I tried using both hands to hold the crack from both sides and pry it open, but I couldn't. I thought I needed to find some tools. I found a screwdriver and an awl, carefully using the screwdriver to pry one end of the crack while inserting the awl into the other end and scraping back and forth. After a while, I felt it had widened a bit. I crouched down to take a look, but the effect wasn't very noticeable. I kept prying. I pried for a while, then crouched down to check again, working on it for over half an hour until I finally felt I could see a larger area. I didn't dare pry anymore, afraid of making the crack too big and my sister would notice. Oh no! I noticed the screwdriver marks were very obvious! I quickly rubbed my hand around the crack, hoping to make the marks less noticeable. Luckily, the door was a dark color, so I felt they weren't too obvious anymore, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I crouched down again to check, and thought it was okay. Hehe, tonight… I remembered last night imagining myself taking a bath in the women's bathroom as a child, and I couldn't help but feel a little aroused. I gripped my legs, my body contorted slightly. It's true what they say, lustful thoughts arise when you're warm. I think I shouldn't masturbate now. Tonight… but I really can't stop imagining the scene in the women's bathroom. Why didn't I look properly when I was a child! Sigh! Thinking about it, I realized that swimming is probably the closest thing to the feeling of bathing with a woman. Okay! Time to go swimming! I immediately looked for my swimming trunks… That day, I spent the entire afternoon in the pool. I didn't swim much; instead, I watched the half-naked women, imagining what lay beneath their thin coverings. I imagined the filth washed off their lower bodies might dissolve in the water, spreading diluted throughout the pool, and I might have gotten even a tiny bit on myself… I imagined those thin women's swimsuits (actually, swimsuits back then were much more conservative than they are now) suddenly slipping down, leaving the women exposed just like they would in a public bathhouse? I stared at their thighs, at the curves tightly encased in their swimsuits, at these normally demure women sitting by the pool, their genitals barely covered by a small piece of fabric yet openly displayed to so many men—something unthinkable under normal circumstances… The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and I couldn't help but slip my hand into my swim trunks in the water… Gently rubbing it while staring at the slightly exposed lower edge of a woman's buttocks. I wondered, why is it that on the street, in schools, and in other public places, women dare not expose these areas? It's very difficult for men to see these areas, and they might even be considered perverts. But in the swimming pool, the situation is completely different. Women's thighs are openly displayed to men, while on the street, if the wind blows up a woman's skirt, she nervously tries to adjust it with her hands… I don't think that the underwear occasionally exposed on the street covers less than the lower part of a woman's swimsuit. Why is it okay to show my thighs here but not on the street...? During dinner, I was a little nervous. I was afraid my sister and grandfather would notice that my sister's door was slightly different from before; the screwdriver scratch was so obvious when everyone was around! Maybe it's just my imagination... I reassured myself. After dinner, we watched TV together. I'm usually very talkative, but today I was unusually quiet and fell asleep much earlier than usual. I took a shower in grandfather's room, while my sister watched TV with me. I got into bed, secretly watching my sister, feeling a little anxious and nervous. Grandpa was already asleep, but my sister seemed to really enjoy watching TV today. I pretended to fall asleep first. Actually, I was really tired that day because I had been daydreaming at the swimming pool all afternoon. But I couldn't sleep. I pretended to close my eyes, and my sister, thinking I was asleep, went to the TV. I thought she was going to turn it off, and I was secretly pleased, thinking something good was about to happen. But she just turned the volume down.I was so disappointed. Finally, I heard the TV turn off, then the sound of water flowing into a basin, followed by what sounded like the lights in the main room being turned off. I quietly opened my eyes; my sister had already taken the basin into the suite. When I heard the familiar 'whoosh…' of my sister bolting the door, I sprang to my feet like a rabbit! I jumped up instantly, without even putting on slippers, and rushed to my sister's door, pressing my eye into the crack. I rushed over so I could catch a glimpse of my sister undressing, but by the time I saw her, her dress was already on the chair, and her vest was on the bed. Hehe, my modified crack really does give you a much clearer view. I saw my sister's breasts! I couldn't help but swallow, indescribably excited. My sister didn't seem to be in a hurry to take off her underwear; instead, she remained shirtless, as if struggling to unpack something. After a while, I heard the sound of scissors, but I still couldn't see what she was unpacking. But who cares? Seeing my sister naked is the most important thing. My sister finally took off her underwear, and I finally saw the scene I'd been dreaming of! I could see a tuft of black hair on her genitals, but because her legs were together, I couldn't see clearly below, yet this already made me almost breathless with excitement! My sister started taking a shower, and while I admired her, I rubbed my own genitals with one hand. Looking back, my actions were hilarious; I looked like a PLA soldier, one arm on the ground, prone, the other hand holding a "pistol." My sister finally turned around, and I finally saw her buttocks. I became even more excited, almost wanting to burst through the door and bury my face in her buttocks. But I couldn't; that was too risky. I just silently admired her, silently masturbating. After a while, my sister was drying herself. I heard the sound of the closet opening, and then I saw her put on a light yellow pair of underwear. She threw the pale pink underwear into the basin, and I knew she would be out soon. I quickly ran back to bed, facing my sister's door, pretending to be asleep. My sister's door opened, and I saw she was already wearing a vest. Then I heard her washing clothes outside. After a while, she finished, came in, and slammed the door shut, turning off the light. That was the end of tonight's entertainment. For the next few nights, I carried out the same spying. I was very careful, only going over after hearing the door lock, and making sure Grandpa was asleep too. As soon as I saw my sister put on her underwear, I quickly ran back to bed, so nothing ever happened. Summer vacation ended. I went to high school, and as the weather gradually got colder, my sister stopped showering indoors, which frustrated me. I could only wait until next summer… That summer of my first year of high school, as the weather got warmer, we started showering at home again. Every time, I would shower in Grandpa's room and then go to sleep in the main room, while my sister showered in her suite. Just like last summer, I looked every day. This year, I made the crack bigger so I could see even more clearly. That summer, I masturbated almost every day, and I felt my body couldn't take it anymore, but I couldn't stop. Whenever I heard my sister lock the door, I would uncontrollably lie down by her door to peep at her showering. The summer was uneventful until one day—I was peeping as usual when my sister finished showering and was wiping her genitals. Usually, she wiped with her back to the door, but that day she was facing it. When she put one leg on the bed and spread her legs wide to wipe herself, she exaggeratedly spread her vulva a little wider to see. This sudden stimulation threw me off balance. I saw a woman's vulva for the first time. Although it wasn't very clear, I almost suffocated! I leaned forward a little, trying to see more clearly, but accidentally bumped my head against the door. Although the sound was faint, the night was quiet enough for my sister to hear. She seemed startled for a moment. Had she noticed me? I was so scared my legs went weak. I wanted to stand up and run, but my legs wouldn't obey me! But my eyes never left my sister; I was hoping for a miracle! I hoped she hadn't noticed! I thought to myself, anyway, if she suddenly opened the door, I wouldn't be able to get there in time. At worst, I could kneel down and beg my sister for forgiveness, saying I would never do it again and begging her not to tell Grandpa. Besides, I figured she wouldn't air our dirty laundry in front of outsiders, right? I felt like a prisoner awaiting sentencing. But my sister paused for about two seconds, then put her legs down and continued wiping herself. Didn't she notice? Or did she think she misheard? I didn't dare risk watching any longer. I quickly ran back to bed, lay down facing my sister's door, and could clearly feel my heart pounding. What would she do when she came out? Would she come and question me? Oh dear, I was so careless; I bumped my head on the door. Just then, the door opened, and my heart jumped into my throat! But then something unexpected happened. My sister came out with a basin as usual, but she was only wearing her underwear, not a vest. I remember she always wore a vest when she came out to get water, so why wasn't she wearing one today? Did she think I was really asleep and was too lazy to put one on? But she did pause for a moment when my head bumped into the door. I was a little confused. When my sister came back with the water, I got nervous again. Would she come over and question me? But she wasn't wearing a vest! Would she come over? I didn't breathe a sigh of relief until I heard the sound of the door locking and the light turning off from her room… From then on, I was more careful, and from then on, my sister never wore a vest when she came out to get water, only her underwear. Hehe, I couldn't help but feel secretly smug—my sister must have thought I was sleeping soundly, so she simply didn't bother wearing a vest. I also had a new scene to watch. Another change from that day on was that when my sister washed her lower body, she always faced me, whereas before she usually had her back to the door. I didn't think too much about it; anyway, the sights I could see were more exciting and stimulating than before. I also masturbated more frequently… The weather gradually got colder, and I temporarily had nothing to watch. During the final exams of the first semester of my junior year, I was nervously reviewing for the exams, so I stayed up very late at night, often still studying after my sister had already gone to sleep. One day, it was snowing heavily. Our single-story house didn't have central heating; we used a coal-burning stove. That night, I was studying in the main room. My sister had already locked the door and gone to sleep. Grandpa had also gone to bed long ago. It was almost eleven o'clock when I heard my sister's door open; she was probably getting up in the middle of the night. "Xiaohu, let me use your calculator," I said, handing her the calculator and casually glancing at what she was wearing. She was neatly dressed in her pajamas, with a coat over her shoulders. She closed the door, but I didn't hear it lock. After a while… I did some math problems and needed to check my work with the calculator. Because I hadn't heard the door lock, I assumed my sister was still awake, so I pushed the door open and went in. The light wasn't on. I called out, "Sis, do you still need the calculator? I need it." She didn't answer. I turned on the light. I found she was asleep, the calculator on the blanket beside her chest. I called softly again, but she still didn't respond; she was probably really asleep. I took the calculator and went out to check it, but my hand, which was about to close my sister's door, stopped—this seemed to be the first time she'd slept without locking the door. Wasn't this what I'd always wanted? I looked back at her; she seemed to be sleeping soundly. I went out, put the calculator on the table, turned off the desk lamp, and quietly went back into her room. I closed the door. Since my sister and I always locked the doors to the main house at night, I didn't lock hers; anyway, I wouldn't be able to get in if Grandpa called. I looked closely at her face, called her twice more, and made sure she was fast asleep. I turned off the light, my heart starting to race. I decided to reach under the covers and touch my sister's bottom. Although I'd spied on her showering many times, this was the first time I'd actually touched her. I tried my best to control my nervousness… I went to the bed, took my sister's slippers, knelt on them, and began gently pulling at the blanket. It's been very cold lately, and it was snowing outside, so my sister had a thick blanket, making it difficult to pull open. It took me a long time to open a small gap. I slowly slipped my hand in, so slowly that sometimes I almost stopped moving. My sister was lying on her side. I was almost touching her bottom… I was incredibly nervous! Finally, my middle finger touched my sister's bottom! I touched it very lightly, very lightly, listening intently to her breathing to see if she hadn't noticed, but I couldn't hear a sound. My heartbeat was so loud it drowned out everything else. I held that position for about two minutes, making sure my sister didn't react. Then I continued to reach my hand forward. Because the blanket was thick and heavy, and the gap I hadn't opened was small, moving my hand forward was difficult, which actually helped me, as I was already extremely nervous. Using the resistance of the blanket, I moved my hand as slowly as possible. Finally, after what felt like about five minutes, my right hand completely touched my sister's buttocks!!! Even though my sister was wearing a thick nightgown over her underwear, the stimulation from her buttocks on my right hand was enough to make me feel like I was floating on air! It felt so good! I was touching a woman's buttocks! And this woman was my own sister!!! At that moment, I couldn't describe my complex feelings—nervousness, excitement, fear…It felt so good… and my legs, which had gradually gone numb from kneeling for so long, were ecstatic… I remained in that position, touching my sister's buttocks without moving, for a full half hour. Not only were my legs completely numb, but I was also afraid that my sister might get up in the middle of the night or feel me touching her. So I very slowly withdrew my hands, tucked her in, and, unable to stand up because of my numb legs, I had to crawl out on my knees. I struggled to close my sister's door and then crawled onto my own bed. After a few minutes, my legs regained feeling. My wildly beating heart gradually calmed down. The snow was still falling outside. I recalled the scene from earlier, those soft buttocks, the way I was moving… After ejaculating, I saw that the hands of the luminous alarm clock on the table were pointing to 2:30. Exhausted, I fell asleep without realizing it… The next day, I woke up late. I was startled awake by my grandfather knocking on the door. I looked at the clock, and it was already 7:30! I had forgotten to set my alarm last night and woken up an hour later than usual! My sister, still half-asleep, rushed out of her room. She'd overslept too; she used to always wake up earlier than me! We were both going to be late. We hurriedly washed up and rushed out the door, skipping breakfast. Because of the continuous snow, neither of us could ride our bikes. She ran to her workplace, and I ran to school. We'd never been so disheveled before. We looked at each other and laughed. My laugh was a little awkward, since I knew it was because I'd secretly touched her bottom the night before that I'd overslept. But my sister's smile was even more awkward. Seeing me laughing at her, she quickly lowered her head. I was in a rush to get to school and didn't think much of it. "Sister, goodbye!" "Be careful, Little Tiger," my sister replied. We parted ways, running clumsily through the thick snow… That day at school, I was a little dazed. Partly because I hadn't slept well, and partly because I was thinking about what had happened the night before. My sister must have forgotten to lock the door. She probably won't forget next time, since she always locks it before… This afternoon, while doing my homework at home, I kept pausing to daydream. Oh well, she definitely won't forget to lock the door tonight. I shouldn't overthink it; I should just focus on studying for my exams… A little while later, my sister came back. "Oh dear, the snow is so heavy!" she exclaimed, shaking off the snowflakes. I went over to help her take off her scarf and gloves. She took the kettle off the stove, warming her hands and stamping her feet. A moment later, she muttered to herself, "Cooking," added a few coal briquettes to the stove, put the kettle back on, and went to the kitchen to help Grandpa. I felt my sister was acting strangely today. Usually, she's all smiles and laughter when she comes home, but today, besides greeting me, she seemed to be talking to herself the whole time. She didn't even ask me what I wanted to eat. After I finished my homework, dinner was ready. During dinner, my sister and I, who are usually very talkative, were both unusually quiet. I felt a little embarrassed because of what happened last night, but what was wrong with my sister today? Thinking about how my sister had unusually woken up late this morning, and her muttering to herself earlier, I thought…hehe, is she dating someone? Heh, why won't she tell me? My sister and I have always had a very good relationship; we share almost everything. Even when I had my first wet dream in middle school, I only told my sister. Now I think she must be dating someone, otherwise why would she be acting so strangely today? I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Grandpa was there, so I didn't dare ask, but after he finished watching TV and went to sleep, I still didn't dare ask my sister. If it were before, I would have rushed to my sister's room, grabbed her, and jokingly questioned her about whether she had a boyfriend, and we siblings often laughed about similar things. I feel like my relationship with my sister has undergone a subtle change now; things I would normally feel comfortable saying, I feel embarrassed to say today. My sister took water from the kettle on the stove to wash her feet, while I studied my lessons not far from her. A moment later, she hung the clean socks on the chair next to the stove and said, "I'm going to sleep now, Xiaohu. Don't stay up too late studying." "Okay, sister," I replied, but secretly I was hoping she would forget to lock the door again. I held my breath, listening intently for the latch. No, no, still no! I was excited! A few minutes passed, and I still didn't hear the latch! Great! She forgot again! Although my eyes were still on the book, my mind was racing. I glanced at the alarm clock and remembered that I had forgotten to set it yesterday and was late this morning. I quickly set the alarm. It was a little past 10. In an hour, my sister should be fast asleep, right? I thought to myself, completely losing my focus on studying. I forced myself to look at the book, anxiously waiting for the clock to strike 11. Those less than an hour felt like an entire night. Finally, 11 o'clock arrived. I packed my bag, quickly washed up, added coal briquettes, and filled the kettle with water. I turned off the light and tiptoed to my sister's room. I gently pushed open the door—"Sister..." I called tentatively, afraid she might not be asleep. I had already planned that if she answered, I would say I was a little hungry and ask if she had anything to eat. But my sister didn't answer. It seemed she was indeed asleep. Learning from yesterday's experience of kneeling until my legs went numb, I found a small stool under my sister's bed and sat down quietly beside her. I pulled the blanket up; it seemed much easier to pull it up today than yesterday, and it came off without much effort. I slowly slipped my hand inside, placing it as gently as possible on my sister's buttocks. With yesterday's experience, I was bolder today. And I had also thought of a backup plan. My sister and I are so close. If we were discovered, I would kneel and beg for her forgiveness, promising never to do it again. I thought she would forgive me and not tell Grandpa. I lingered my hand on my sister's buttocks for a few minutes, then began to slowly move and caress it. Yesterday, for almost an hour, my sister didn't move at all. I figured she was a very quiet sleeper and wouldn't move around. I grew bolder and started gently stroking her buttocks. Since it's winter and she wears thick pajamas, I figured she wouldn't easily notice. I sat there stroking her for about an hour, afraid she might wake up and need to get up. I stroked her for a few more minutes. Then I pulled my hand out, tucked her in, and gently put the small stool back under the bed. I tiptoed out of her room, closing the door behind me. I went back to my own bed, savoring the moment… masturbating… and then fell asleep… In the following days, I noticed my sister didn't lock the door anymore. I started to wonder why. She always locked it! Why hadn't she locked it lately? Later, with exams approaching, I could only touch her for a short while before going to sleep, and I didn't dare masturbate anymore, afraid my parents would scold me when they came back for the New Year. During the exam days, I went to bed early every day. I didn't sneak around touching my sister for several days. And I never heard her door lock again… The exams finally ended. I could finally carry out my sneaky activities again. The first night after the exams, my sister and I both went to bed very early. I pretended to go to bed early, but she still didn't lock the door. That night, I groped for a particularly long time, about two and a half hours. My arms were sore, and I was also bolder, daring to masturbate with one hand while touching with the other. But I didn't dare ejaculate in my sister's room; it was dark, and I was afraid of making a mess everywhere. Later, my sister's sleeping position seemed to change from always lying on her side to sometimes lying flat on her back and sometimes lying on her side. When she was lying flat on her back, I finally touched my older sister's genitals through her pants. That bulge made my heart flutter... I learned about physiology in junior high school and knew that it was called the 'pubic bone,' the 'shame' in 'shame,' haha, what a clever name. This place really is a bit 'shameful.' I secretly rejoiced that my sister was a very still sleeper; she never turned over or moved while I was touching her. Once, I was so sleepy I fell asleep, then woke up from the cold, and my hand hadn't left her genitals, yet she still hadn't changed position. Finally, the New Year was approaching, and my parents came back from out of town to reunite with us. They slept in the main room, my grandfather and I squeezed into his bed, and my sister's room remained hers. My parents, of course, locked the door to the main room, but what about my sister in the suite? Did she lock the door recently? I didn't know. I was just feeling disappointed because I hadn't been able to sneakily touch my sister for over a week. I was hoping the New Year would end quickly, that my parents would leave soon, and that I could sleep in the main room again and sneakily touch my sister. But one thing I was worried about was if my sister reverted to locking the door during this time; that would be terrible. Because my exam results were good, my parents were quite happy. Finally, the sixth day of the New Year arrived, and it was time for them to leave. My sister and I saw them off at the train station. Before leaving, my parents only said things like take good care of Grandpa, study hard, and work hard, but all I could think about was what I could do that night… On the way home from the train station, I found my sister and I chatting and laughing naturally, joking and tickling each other, just like before. I breathed a sigh of relief. My sister is still my good sister. Back home, I felt a little nervous. My good relationship with my sister made me hesitant about what I was going to do that night. We siblings are so close; what if she found out I was touching her…? The time to act came, and I reverted to my old ways. I steeled myself, made up my mind. Anyway, my sister has always been good to me; even if she found out, I could just apologize, and time would heal it. I lay in bed listening to my sister's room. Once I was sure she hadn't locked the door, I felt relieved. My parents' visit hadn't prevented her from locking the door again.My sister's habit of locking the door. I wonder if she won't lock it anymore? I wonder if she'll leave it unlocked when she showers in the summer? Hehe, I chuckled smugly. After waiting quietly for a while, I started to act... Finally, spring arrived. Because I wore too many clothes during the winter, I lacked exercise. Plus, I was secretly touching my sister almost every day, so I felt my physical condition wasn't as good as before. I started to worry. Every afternoon after school, I would play basketball for half an hour to exercise, and I had to shorten the time I spent secretly touching my sister at night to ensure I got enough sleep. But I found that shortening the time had its advantages. Because I cherished the short time I spent secretly touching her at night, I became bolder. I started to dare to stroke her more forcefully and even touch her genitals through her pants. Finally, one day, the weather became warmer, and my sister stopped wearing pajamas and only wore underwear. This natural change in clothing was great for me! I could stroke my sister's smooth thighs again! Although the briefs were tight, they left the lower half of my sister's buttocks exposed, allowing me to touch half of her bare bottom! Finally, one day, I mustered my courage and slowly pulled down my sister's briefs, slipping my hand inside a little. But I still didn't dare put it all the way in; the briefs were too tight, and putting my hand in completely would make it even tighter, easily waking my sister. The weather was warmer; it was already mid-April. My sister had changed from her thick blanket to a thinner one. It was easier for me to touch her. One day, when I touched her again, things had changed slightly. I knew my sister always wore tight briefs because I had not only recently touched them, but I had also often seen her washing briefs drying in the main room. Today, it felt different; it seemed like she was wearing very loose underwear! This change excited me greatly! I could touch inside more easily! That day, my sister was lying flat, with her legs slightly apart. I carefully pulled down the briefs near her genitals and gently touched them—wow! I finally touched a woman's genitals!!! The feeling—soft, slippery, and wet (it took me a long time to understand why it was wet). My heart was pounding. Although I had never been caught touching someone secretly before, this was, after all, touching my sister's most secret and sensitive area! I touched it for a while, and my hands got sticky. I was afraid that if I kept touching her, my sister would really wake up, and I also had a strong urge to masturbate. I pulled the covers up, closed the door, and lay down on my bed. I grabbed my already erect penis with one hand and rubbed it, while the other hand was still covered in my sister's vaginal fluid. I brought it to my nose and smelled it. The smell was strange, a little fragrant. I licked it with the tip of my tongue; it was a little salty. I ate all the fluid from one finger and smeared the fluid from the other fingers onto my glans. That night, my masturbation was incredibly intense. When I ejaculated, I even had some spasms and moaned a little… The next day after school, I decided to buy a small flashlight. I made a bold decision to see my older sister's genitals up close that night. Back home, I hid a small flashlight under my pillow, hoping it would get dark quickly and time would pass fast. Because it was already quite warm, Grandpa stayed up late that night, watching TV in the main room until ten o'clock. My sister had already finished washing up and gone to bed. I quickly washed up, turned off the TV and the lights, and waited quietly. Holding the small flashlight, I imagined what I was about to see, my heart pounding with excitement, my erection already quite high. Since it's harder to fall asleep in hot weather, I waited a long time before going in for safety. I patted my sister to make sure she was asleep; in the months I'd been testing her sleep, she'd never been awake. I gently pulled back the thin blanket, and to avoid waking her from the flashlight's light, I burrowed my head under the covers. Carefully, I supported myself with one hand, holding the flashlight in my mouth. With the other hand, I gently pulled down my sister's underwear. My older sister was wearing loose underwear again today, which made me very happy; I felt like it was a stroke of luck. I pulled down her underwear near her genitals and turned on my flashlight, but because I had to support myself with one hand and hold the flashlight with the other, I couldn't pull the underwear down very far; I could only see a little edge, but even that almost made me suffocate! To see more clearly, I changed my position, holding the flashlight in one hand and pulling down her underwear with the other, using my head to brace against the blanket. This position was a bit strenuous, but for the first time, I finally saw a woman's genitals completely and up close!!! ………………………… My sister's genitals looked like a slit, unlike the genitals of those foreign women in the pornographic videos I secretly watched at Xiaoqiang's house, which were wide open and ugly, with an irregular hole in the middle. Although I already knew there was a difference between virgins and non-virgins, I didn't understand that a virgin's genitals were just a slit, while those that had been violated became loose. At the time, I just thought my sister's genitals were small and delicate, or maybe the ones we Chinese grow are more beautiful and refined than those from other countries. I found that in this extremely dangerous situation, I wasn't so nervous anymore. I tried to part the slit to see the opening inside, but it was very tight; I couldn't easily pry it open with one hand, and there was some sticky fluid coming from it. I slowly leaned down and brought my nose close to smell it. I thought the smell was strange, stronger than the smell on my hands yesterday—a little smelly, but also with a slightly alluring fragrance. I looked, touched, and smelled like this for about ten minutes. Maintaining this position became unbearable; my neck ached so much I couldn't move. Although I was reluctant to leave, I thought there would be plenty of time; summer was coming soon, and then I wouldn't have to work so hard under the covers anymore. A towel blanket wouldn't be so strenuous. I slowly pulled my head out of the covers and turned off the flashlight. I pulled the covers up, left, closed the door, and went back to bed for my usual routine of reminiscing… masturbating… and falling asleep… One morning at five, I got up to pee. After I finished, I slipped into my sister's room without a flashlight. She must have been sound asleep. I quickly pulled back the covers, pulled aside her loose underwear, and touched her genitals directly. Huh? Strange? Wasn't it always wet here? Why does it feel so dry now? I touched it again, and it was indeed very dry, and the opening was even harder to spread open. I went back to bed, wondering what was wrong. A little while later, I fell asleep again… A couple more times later, my sister's genitals were dry, without any discharge. As a virgin, I didn't know anything then, and I didn't know what that discharge was for. I also noticed that for a few days each month, my sister still wore very tight underwear, with a sanitary napkin covering her genitals. At those times, she usually slept on her side, so I could only touch her buttocks. Summer finally arrived, and my sister started bringing in a big basin of water every night again. I would peek at her showering through the crack in the wall. Her door was always locked at this time. This summer, for the first time, she showered with the door locked. I was a little worried; I was afraid she'd started sleeping with the door locked again. After peeking at her showering, I lay in bed and secretly watched her leave to get water. Just like the latter half of last summer, she only wore underwear, no tank top, when she went out to get water. I also noticed that she had started wearing a bra sometime during the summer; I'd seen those before. Several girls in my class wore them; you could clearly see them through their thin summer tops. …When my sister came back with the water and went into her room, I was really worried she'd lock the door again. But after waiting a while, I didn't hear the door lock. I was relieved; she only locked the door when she showered. I seemed particularly sleepy that day, and while waiting for my sister to fall asleep, I actually fell asleep myself! I woke up suddenly and realized it was already past three o'clock. Haha, I'd actually missed this! I got up, grabbed a flashlight, and gently pushed open my sister's door. Since it was already past 3 a.m., I wasn't worried about whether she was asleep. I pulled back the blanket, not caring if the flashlight would wake her, and knelt down to pull back the edge of her underwear to look. I noticed there was no discharge this time; her vulva was dry. I was quite puzzled. This time, I was bolder. I gently parted her labia and, with the help of the flashlight, saw inside clearly. I saw the clitoris, hymen, urethra, and so on. Although these weren't covered in middle school physiology class, I had seen a book about female anatomy at Xiaoqiang's house, which explained them in detail. The only difference between my sister's vulva and the one in the book was that hers was a slit, while the picture in the book showed a fully open vulva. I looked and touched for about ten minutes until I was incredibly sleepy. I got up and went back to sleep. The next day, I spent almost the entire day thinking about why my sister's vulva was sometimes discharged and sometimes very dry, especially last night. I was absolutely too embarrassed to ask Xiaoqiang, who was experienced in this area, and neither the hygiene textbook nor the book at Xiaoqiang's house had any information on this. I had no choice but to give up for the time being. One Sunday during summer vacation, I came back from playing outside at noon. Grandpa was taking a nap, and when I went into the main room, I found my sister was also taking a nap. I quietly went in, and my sister wasn't covered with a blanket; she was just lying there wearing a tank top and shorts. I gently pulled up the edge of her shorts and touched her. I found that her genitals were very dry, which made me question this issue again. I decided to find out. Seven days later, when my sister, who was resting at home, took another nap, I pretended to take a nap as well. After a while, I thought my sister had fallen asleep. I went out to check, and Grandpa was also asleep.I pushed open the door and called out, "Sister!" She didn't answer; she must be asleep. She wasn't covered by a blanket, just wearing her underwear and a vest. I squatted down and gently pulled down her loose underwear, reaching directly to her genitals. She seemed to tremble slightly. I jumped, quickly pulling my hand back and looking at her face; she wasn't awake. I noticed my fingers were covered in a little sticky fluid—it was happening again today! Why wasn't it there last week? I gently pulled down the bottom of her underwear again, and sure enough, it was wet, and there was a lot of sticky fluid… "Xiao Hu… Xiao Hu, are you there…" I suddenly heard Grandpa calling me. I was startled, thankfully I had locked the door to the main room. At that moment, her underwear was pulled down, exposing her genitals! "Xiao Hu…" Grandpa called again. What happened next almost made me sit down. My sister suddenly rolled over, facing inwards, and crossed her legs, covering her exposed genitals! My heart was pounding! Without thinking, I quickly left the room, wiping the sticky fluid on my hands onto my shorts. Pretending to have just woken up, I opened the door and sleepily said to Grandpa, "Grandpa, what's up...?" "Grandpa's going out to play chess with your Grandpa Hu. You stay home this afternoon and review your lessons; the college entrance exam is in a year... Your sister's been working hard lately, she's sleeping, so don't disturb her." "Okay, Grandpa..." I watched Grandpa leave, went back to my bed in the main room, and recalled the scene of my sister turning over, a chill running down my spine! I repeatedly recalled the details: first, when I first touched her genitals, she seemed to tremble slightly; then, when Grandpa called me a second time, my sister suddenly turned over, her legs clamped together, perfectly covering her exposed genitals. If she was asleep, she couldn't have turned over so quickly! Did I wake her up? Remembering how her genitals have been sometimes dry and sometimes wet lately, was she awake the whole time? What about before? I glanced into my sister's room. In my haste, I hadn't even closed the door. My sister remained motionless in the position she had just been in after turning over. I tiptoed over and closed the door, thinking, "I dare not touch her now, I'll think about it tonight..." That night, I waited a long time, struggling with my inner turmoil. Had my sister already noticed? Had she refrained from confronting me out of consideration for our sibling relationship? It didn't seem likely. Or had I misunderstood, and she simply didn't know, and the turning over was just a coincidence? That didn't seem likely either. The more I thought about it, the more I felt it was the last possibility—that my sister actually knew I was touching her, perhaps she already knew, maybe because women secrete those mucus when they are aroused. So, if that's the case, my sister had been wanting me to touch her all along? After much deliberation, I felt this was the most likely possibility. Oh no, if that's the case, my sister must be getting impatient waiting here for so long. Thinking this, I decided to take a risk and go further tonight. I didn't take a flashlight; instead, I pushed open my sister's door and turned on the light. I had never dared to turn on the light to secretly touch my sister before, because I was afraid she would wake up. But today was different. Since I was convinced that my sister was often pretending to sleep so I could touch her, I was no longer afraid she would suddenly 'wake up'. As soon as I turned on the light, I discovered that she wasn't wearing a vest, only loose shorts, lying flat on her back with her upper body bare. This was the first time I'd seen her sleep without a vest, whereas before I could always touch it. Thinking back to last year when she suddenly changed her habit of locking the door, and even earlier, when I accidentally bumped the door while peeping at her showering and she paused, after which she stopped wearing a vest when she went out to get water. Also, most of the time when I touched her, her genitals were wet… and what happened this afternoon during her nap. I was increasingly convinced that my sister was pretending to sleep and actually enjoying my touch. Having made up my mind, I went over and boldly kissed and suckled her nipple. While nursing, I pulled down her shorts and touched her genitals; sure enough, it was still wet. I observed the changes in her expression; from subtle details, I could see she was somewhat uneasy and restless, but outwardly she still seemed to be sleeping. I was 90% sure my sister was pretending to be asleep. I took an even bolder step. I was going to pull off her panties, leaving her completely naked. I knew this was a do-or-die situation. I knew that if I misunderstood her and she was actually asleep and didn't know I was playing with her, I wouldn't be able to put her panties back on. I steadied myself and decided to take the risk. I tried to pull her panties down as gently and slowly as possible. When they were exposed, I couldn't pull them down any further. Her buttocks were pressing against them. I started pulling from below, trying to pull slowly. Finally, I pulled them past her buttocks and they came off in one go. I backed away to the doorway, and my naked sister was right in front of me! I suddenly felt scared because I had no way out. It was impossible to put her panties back on. As I admired my sister, who still seemed completely unaware that I had just stripped her naked, I convinced myself that I might as well go all the way. But penetrating her seemed impossible. She'll definitely wake up in pain. I decided to imitate the scenes from the pornographic videos I watched at Xiaoqiang's house and lick my sister's genitals with my tongue. I slowly walked to the foot of the bed and gently spread my sister's legs apart. I slowly lay down, my face slowly approaching my sister's vulva. I could see there was a lot of sticky fluid there. Hehe, I chuckled to myself. My sister probably knew what was happening, but now, whether she wanted this or was forced to hold back because of our sibling relationship, I didn't care about anything else. I gently licked my sister's vulva and noticed that she trembled slightly again. Whether this was a reaction to stimulation in her dream or she was actually awake, I didn't care anymore. My rising lust made me recklessly lick my sister's vulva like a dog at the foot of the bed. My sister would suddenly twitch from time to time, and I licked even more fiercely, sticking my tongue into that narrow crevice to try to lick my sister's clitoris and vaginal opening. My sister's spasms became more frequent and intense, her buttocks began to spasm, and she wiggled her hips slightly, her breathing becoming rapid. Seeing that she was truly aroused, my lust intensified. I buried my face in her genitals, frantically rubbing, licking, and swallowing the fluid flowing from her vulva… Finally, my sister suddenly clamped my face between her thighs, jerked her upper body up, grabbed my hair, and gasped, "…Ah, Little Tiger…" My sister had finally confessed without being asked, and my desire reached its peak. I buried my face even more frantically in the base of her tightly clamped thighs, twisting wildly… Finally, after a near-frenzied writhing, my sister released her tightly clamped thighs and collapsed to the side. I had already ejaculated all my semen onto her mat. I lay beside my sister, panting heavily, trying to calm my racing heart while awaiting her verdict… After a while, she slowly turned her face. My face was covered in dried mucus and grime, and I was mortified. I whispered, “Sister…” She covered my mouth with her hand, telling me to be quiet, then rushed over and hugged me… After a long while, she slowly released me. I got up and turned off the light so we wouldn’t be so awkward. I lay back down and hugged my sister’s smooth waist, whispering, “Sister, did you know all along that I was secretly touching you…” My sister buried her face in my chest shyly. Although I couldn’t see if her face was red, I could tell from the temperature that she was already blushing… After a while, she finally spoke: “Xiao Hu, I know you like me, and I like you too, but we’re siblings, and I’m a girl, so it’s hard for me to say it…” I secretly congratulated myself on my correct decision over the past few months. My sister continued, "From now on, I'll still be your good sister, and you'll still be my good brother. Don't stay up so late, don't let it affect your studies..." Her voice was soft and awkward as she said this; she must have been very shy. "Also, I'm a virgin, and I'll get married eventually. Promise me you won't 'that...'" "What 'that'?" I asked, feigning ignorance. My sister gently touched my already erect penis and said, "You're so annoying... you know perfectly well," before turning her face away shyly. I grinned mischievously, got up, and leaned close to her ear, deliberately pressing against her waist, and whispered, "What about this part?" "We'll talk about it later..." my sister said shyly in a soft voice. Listening to my sister speak to me so gently and shyly, I couldn't resist getting aroused and we made love again... Finally, after my brother's coaxing and teasing, she half-heartedly took my penis into her warm, beautiful cherry-like mouth... At that moment, I felt like I was flying... The feeling was incredibly wonderful. My sister gently sucked on my penis with her delicate lips, and I took a long breath, enjoying this blissful moment... Finally, I ejaculated all my hot semen into my sister's mouth... From that day on, my sister and I officially established an incestuous relationship. We were siblings by day and 'husband and wife' by night, except that my sister resolutely refused to let me 'do' her, saying that she wanted to get married in the future.Not wanting to break her hymen before marriage, the most I ever did to her was lick it with the tip of my tongue. A few days later, my parents came back from out of town to visit and stayed for almost a week, so my sister and I had to separate temporarily. After seeing our parents off, my sister and I walked back from the train station. The thought of being able to "sleep" with my sister again that night filled me with excitement. We laughed and joked all the way, tickling each other, laughing together. What seemed like normal sibling affection to outsiders had a deeper meaning for my sister and me. As we entered the courtyard, Grandpa was playing chess. Seeing my sister and me come in, he said, "Your parents have left? You should go back now. It's still early, no rush to cook." We agreed. I rushed home, while my sister pretended to be reserved and walked back slowly. After all, I was a 20-year-old young woman; I couldn't act like a child. Once inside the main room, I sat at my desk, waiting for my sister to come in. As soon as she came in, I pulled her onto my lap, stroking her breasts as I said, "Sis, I've always had a question for you. When did you start wanting me to come into your room 'which'?" My sister grabbed my hand from her chest and flung it away, saying, "You're so annoying..." She tried to stand up, but I grabbed her waist and said, "No, I want you to tell me..." She wouldn't answer, so I wouldn't let her go. Her face turned bright red. She didn't speak, but instead opened my drawer, took out a calculator, and randomly pressed the buttons... "Oh...! I know!" It turned out that from the day my sister lent me the calculator six months ago, she had been deliberately leaving the door unlocked, waiting for me to come in and "play." And that time she borrowed the calculator was just an excuse to let me push the door open! Haha! I pointed to the crack in her bedroom door: "So, do you know I watched you shower?" My sister nudged my head back affectionately: "Little devil, didn't you accidentally bump into the door once...?" Haha, I understood everything. No wonder she was startled by the noise but didn't come out to check, and from that day on, she always faced the door with her legs spread when drying herself, and she stopped wearing a vest when going out to get water! "Hehe, sis, aren't you ashamed..." My sister revealed her deepest secret of the past year, shyly pulling away from my hand and running into her bedroom. Of course, I followed her in and pushed her onto the bed... My sister's face turned as red as a tomato, and she closed her eyes, too embarrassed to look at me. This shy and charming moment further aroused my wild desire: "Sis, actually, I started watching you take a bath the summer after I graduated from junior high school..." "Sis, Grandpa said there's no rush, we'll cook later..." And then my sister and I made love again... During the summer of my second year of high school, my sister and I spent almost every night together. When school started, I was in my final year of high school because there was less than a year until the college entrance exam. Although my grades had always been good, playing with my sister every day was too exhausting. Finally, a few months later, on a cold winter night, my sister and I made love in the "69" position. After that, we lay in bed embracing each other, and my sister started talking to me... "Xiaohu, there are only six months left until the college entrance exam." I knew this day had finally come, and my sister might refuse to play with me anymore. I pouted and looked at my sister unhappily. "Listen to me, Xiaohu, do you know there's a university here called University? It's a provincial key university. I really wanted to go to that university when I was little, but I wasn't good at studying, so I started working after graduating from high school." At that time, my sister had already started dating. I know that no matter how close my sister and I are, she'll eventually date and get married. Although I'm a little jealous, there's nothing I can do. My sister is so good to me, what can I say? My sister continued, "I hope you can get into that university. I know what you're thinking, and I don't want you to go to university in another city, because then we won't be able to be together. Also, I'm getting married next National Day. Your future brother-in-law has already bought a house, and he'll start renovating it in the spring. The house isn't far from that university." Hearing this, I was secretly delighted. My sister wouldn't abandon me; even after getting married, she was still thinking of me. "I know you've always wanted to 'do it' with me. It's not that I don't want to; I want to 'do it' with you too, but I'm a virgin, and your future brother-in-law cares about that. If I give myself to you now, my life won't be easy later. For my happiness, I know you've been very good and haven't broken my hymen," my sister said, her face slightly red. "Don't worry, I won't abandon you. After I get married, as long as your brother-in-law is away on business, you can 'do it' with me as many times as you want..." My future brother-in-law is a businessman; I've met him a few times. He's five years older than my sister and travels frequently, so he's very busy. My sister continued, "I want you to go to university so we can live closer together and you can easily come to my house." I finally understood my older sister's thoughts! She was so thoughtful, so loving... The thought of finally being able to sleep with her after she got married excitedly made me reach down and touch her genitals. "The university is a provincial key university; it's not easy to get in. I know you've always been a good student, but these last six months are crucial for you. I don't want to hinder your studies. Listen to me, this is the last time. From tomorrow onwards, don't come in at night. Get some rest, okay? After your college entrance exam, I'll let you play to your heart's content..." My sister's face was already flushed with embarrassment as she said this. My sister was so thoughtful; she had already made arrangements for a long-term incestuous relationship with me! I couldn't help but gain a new understanding of my sister's feelings for me—she was just too good to me! "Sister..." I pressed my body against her, kissing her as I said, "Sister... I can't bear to part with you..." "Sister knows you can't bear to part with me, and I can't bear to part with you either, but you have to know that as long as we get through these six months, things will be better..." "Sister, I promise you, I won't come in from tomorrow. I'll rest well and study hard. I will definitely not let you down. I will definitely get into university!" "That puts my mind at ease..." "Sister, tonight is the last night..." "Sister knows, the last time..." My sister struggled to push aside the heavy quilt, put her head inside, and while taking my mouth in her mouth, she spread her legs and straddled my face. It was the last time before the college entrance exam. My sister and I passionately sucked on each other's genitals, our legs clamping tighter and tighter... In the following months, I tried hard to control my desires and studied hard, using the time I used to spend playing and enjoying physical pleasure with my sister to review my lessons. My thoughtful older sister, afraid of hurting my feelings, never locked the door. A few times, I couldn't resist; I put down my book, went in, and touched her bottom for a while. I knew she missed me too and couldn't sleep, but she never refused, pretending to be asleep. She knew I would consider the bigger picture and restrain myself. Sometimes I couldn't take it anymore, but seeing the sign my sister had made hanging above her bed that read "Days until the college entrance exam" and the picture of the university gate, I immediately suppressed my lust and resolutely threw myself into intense studying… The incredibly agonizing months finally passed! On the afternoon of July 9th, after finishing my last exam, Grandpa was waiting for me at the exam hall entrance. I happily grabbed his hand, and before he could even ask me anything, I quickly said, "No problem! No problem!" I had taken the exam for three days, and Grandpa had stood by the door under the scorching sun for three days. My sister couldn't get time off to come see me. But I knew that by evening… Although I was eager to go home, I couldn't leave Grandpa behind and ride my bike home alone, especially since my sister hadn't finished get off work yet. Several classmates invited me to play basketball, but I declined. I had more exciting plans for the evening… Unexpectedly, when I got home, my parents were there! Weren't they supposed to be back in a couple of days? I was stunned for a moment, then quickly recovered. They had heard on the phone that I had done well on my recent exams and had come back early to congratulate me. When my sister excitedly came home from get off work, she was also surprised to see my parents already there. Although it was a happy and family reunion day—Dad took the whole family to a restaurant for a seafood feast, and we were all very happy—there was a slight regret. Actually, what I really wanted to eat today was the 'seafood' under my sister's skirt, but it seems I'll have to wait a few more days… My parents stayed for three days and finally had to leave. They'll be back at the end of September, not only for my sister's wedding during the National Day holiday, but also for another important matter: our old houses are going to be demolished before the end of the year. My parents don't have time to come back to move, so they're thinking of renting a place for my grandfather and me temporarily, and hiring a caregiver for us. They'll figure out what to do after the new buildings are completed. My parents originally wanted me to consider their city when filling out my college applications, but as a traveler, I couldn't always defy their orders. To avoid leaving my sister, besides filling out my first choice (which was the university my sister and I had agreed on), all my other choices were universities in our city. The night my parents left, besides passionately kissing and sucking on my sister's breasts, I spent almost the entire night sleeping in a 69 position with her. We hadn't had that much fun in six months. That night, we didn't sleep a wink, making love three times, leaving both of us sticky and exhausted. It was already dawn, and the roosters in the yard were crowing. My sister and I fell into a deep sleep, our faces pressed together... I received my university acceptance letter as I had hoped, and during the latter half of the summer vacation, my sister was busy shopping for appliances and furniture with her future brother-in-law, decorating their new house.Sometimes she would come home very late, but our evening activities were never short of fun. Sometimes, when my sister was exhausted from the day, she would take off her clothes and lie in bed to sleep, letting me play with her by myself, while she warned me to be very careful not to break her hymen. At that time, my sister had already quit her job and was preparing to become a housewife after marriage. Anyway, her future brother-in-law was not short of money, and I, as her brother-in-law, benefited a lot from this. The Walkman I used in college, which cost more than two thousand yuan, was a gift from my brother-in-law. I finally enrolled in college and lived in the dormitory, so I could only play with my sister properly on Saturday nights. Since the school was not far from my sister's new house, when I didn't have classes in the afternoon, I would run to the new house to play. When my sister was alone, of course, we would hug and kiss on her brand-new big bed, but I didn't dare to take off my clothes because my future brother-in-law would buy new things at any time. Sometimes I'd be kissing my sister, and when I heard the door open, we'd immediately separate. Then my future brother-in-law would buy some nice, expensive decorations, and they'd both admire and discuss them. They're getting married soon, so it's inevitable that they'd have some intimate, albeit not inappropriate, gestures in front of the bride's brother. I felt a mix of jealousy and amusement. The amusement came from the fact that my sister had just been kissing me, and now she was holding hands with another man—her fiancé… On Saturday nights at home, I carefully examined my sister's genitals, confirming that her hymen was still intact and they hadn't had sex. The thought that her hymen would be broken by that man in a few days filled me with a sense of loss—my sister, who was originally entirely mine, would soon be given to that man… This virgin body, which I'd practically licked clean, would be altered by someone else in a few days… The more jealous I became, the more excited I got to play with my sister. Heh heh, let me play to my heart's content. But then I thought, once my b

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