Incestuous Abyss

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In junior high, I accidentally saw my mother taking a shower and began to fantasize about her. There was a hidden drawer in my room. After I started reading pornography, I locked it. Since becoming obsessed with my mother's body, I collected many incest novels, videotapes, CDs, and even my mother's panties, writing about them in my diary. I had my first sexual experience in high school. In college, I dated several female classmates simultaneously. Despite this, my desire for my mother never disappeared; instead, it grew stronger… The story takes place when I was twenty-two, a junior in college. It was Saturday, March 12th, early spring. I and several girls were out late at my rented apartment. Everyone at home was probably asleep, right? I tiptoed towards the bathroom. Just as I pushed open the door, a startled cry of "Wow!" jolted me awake. In the dim light, the bathroom was filled with steam, like wisps of gauze floating in the air. Within these wisps, a snow-white body, clutching its chest, turned sharply. "You scared me to death! It's you!"—It was my mother taking a shower. My mother, Zhang Ailan, is forty-three years old. She is 175 cm tall and weighs 58 kg. My mother let out a long sigh: "Why did you come in without a sound?" She lowered her arm from her chest, casually covering her lower body with a towel. My heart pounded uncontrollably… Women from Jiangnan, especially those from wealthy families, are skilled at maintaining their appearance. My mother was just like that: rounded, sloping shoulders, arms like tender lotus roots, a pair of large, firm breasts, trembling like freshly peeled rooster heads, two rosy nipples like grapes waiting to be picked; a slender waist, as if the wind could bend it, wide hips connecting to long, slender, and full legs… My lower body also reacted strangely, but I kept apologizing: “I’m sorry, Mom. I didn’t make any noise just now…” "I didn't hear you, so I came in. I'll go out now, you can take your time washing." "Never mind, I was just about to soak for a while, that's why I didn't make a sound." Mom stared at me carefully for a few moments, then turned and sat back in the bathtub. "Come help me wash my back. Mom's getting old, my hands and feet aren't as nimble as they used to be." "This...isn't that a bit inconvenient?" Although I really wanted to admire Mom's naked body, this request still made me stammer. "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid Mom will eat you?" I composed myself, pulled up a small stool, and sat down behind Mom. Mom handed me a towel, and I caught a glimpse of her round breasts under her armpits. I held my mother's smooth, soft shoulder with one hand, and with the other, I took a towel and rubbed her fair, smooth, jade-like back along her spine, uttering a heartfelt compliment: "Mom, your skin is so good, even smoother than a young girl's skin. You just said you were old." My mother seemed to enjoy the rubbing; she closed her eyes, and couldn't help but make soft moaning sounds as I rubbed her back and forth: "...Hmm...a little to the side...yes, yes...how many women's skin have you seen? To say something like that, hmph! It's outrageous." She pouted as she spoke. This coquettish tone of hers made me feel as if she were my lover. My heart skipped a beat. I quickly pulled my hand, which was resting on her waist, into my arms, hugging my naked mother. "Mom," I said, "they're my girlfriends. But no matter what, none of them can compare to you." My mother's muscles seemed to tense, and her eyes became slightly unfocused. She struggled a few times, then gently leaned her wet back against my chest. "How many...girlfriends do you have?" my mother asked, resting her head on my shoulder, slightly breathless. I couldn't help but rub my mother's flat, soft belly: "Many. But none of them are as beautiful as you, Mom, with such a slender waist, such fair skin, such big, such round... breasts..." "Oh my god, let go, where are you touching?" My mother then realized that one of my hands was rubbing back and forth on her breasts and hurriedly tried to push my hand away. “Mom, I’m your son.” I pushed my mother’s hand away. “I’ve touched this place often since I was little, haven’t I?” My mother’s breathing became rapid as I touched her. “Don’t do this… You’re all grown up now, it’s not right for you to touch your mother here anymore…” “But I’m still your son. What’s wrong with a son touching the place where his mother nurtured me?” As I spoke, I covered one breast with each of my hands and gently rubbed it. My mother resisted for a while, then finally gave in to me, but she still wanted to maintain a mother's composure: "I'll hug you for a little while. Just... don't touch... other... other places." "Other places? Mom, what places?" "I'm not telling you anymore!" My mother grabbed one of my hands that was trying to move downwards: "You're getting more and more ridiculous. Just hug me like this for a little while... that's enough." I hugged my mother like that, kneading her full and bouncy breasts. I couldn't control myself anymore, and I turned my head to kiss my mother's earlobe, gently sucking on it. My mother's face was flushed. She just kept her eyes closed. I kissed my mother's delicate, hot cheeks, feeling that the woman in my arms was not only my own mother, but also a beautiful woman with a restless heart, needing tender caresses like any other lover. My mother's cheeks were so smooth, and her red lips must have been even more delicate. Without hesitation, I pressed my lips to hers. But as my tongue slipped between her teeth, teasing her sweet tongue, it suddenly jolted her awake. "No, no..." My mother suddenly struggled out of my arms, leaping out of the bathtub, dripping wet, exposing her plump, soft, round buttocks to me. I was startled. How could my mother, who had just allowed me to be so promiscuous, react so violently? "Mom, what's wrong?" Mom's body twitched, and she stammered, "I, I... I'm... after all, I'm your mother, not your girlfriend... Don't do this to me..." After a while, I soaked the towel in hot water and wrung it out. "Mom, shall I dry you off?" Mom suddenly turned around to face me. "Xiaojun, don't... do that to me again, I can't take it! After all... after all, I'm your mother..." I forced myself not to stare at Mom's dark triangle, nodded, and unfolded the towel to begin drying her. Mom seemed a little afraid to face me, closing her eyes and letting me do as I pleased. Mom's shoulders felt a little cold. Beads of water trickled down her neck and shoulders. Her hair, disheveled from the recent intimacy, cascaded down her back and chest, a few long strands obscuring her nipples. I gently lifted her long hair, tucking it behind her back, causing her to tremble slightly. The towel touched her chest; her two large breasts still gleamed a pale white in the dim light. The towel separated my palm from her breasts only by a thin layer. I could clearly feel the firm, hard nipples on those full, elastic mounds, trembling with her rapid breathing. I didn't dare linger and quickly wiped her underarms. When I finished wiping her smooth, flat abdomen, without an ounce of excess fat, and started moving towards her navel, my mother blushed and stopped me, saying in a voice barely audible, "No... I'll do the rest myself. You wipe my back..." I silently turned behind my mother. The moisture there had already been absorbed by my clothes, with only traces of water remaining on her lower back where she had been sitting in the water. As my hand, wrapped in a towel, moved to my mother's buttocks and began wiping along the round curve, I noticed her buttocks move, and a flash of white quickly disappeared from her cleft. A sudden surge of desire welled up inside me: (Mom was wiping her...genitals...) The lust that Mom had just suppressed reignited, my swollen penis creating an even larger tent in my pants. Mom seemed to notice, gently pushing me away: "Get Mom's bathrobe, I'm done washing..." Watching Mom's hurried departure, I was momentarily stunned... The next morning, Mom went out accompanied by my aunt and sister. It turned out that every weekend, Mom would go to the antique market to look for old antiques and trinkets that caught her eye, and she would stay there all day. I was in a bad mood and didn't go out. I watched some TV out of boredom. Around noon, my older sister, Du Rong, came home alone, feeling tired. She's two years older than me, 179 cm tall (the women in our family are generally tall, probably due to genetics), and weighs 60 kg. She's slender and tall, with her lower body much longer than her upper body. She has fair skin, and her waist is especially thin, only 58 cm. Her pretty face is always smiling, revealing a pair of dimples. Last year, right after graduating from university, she married a male classmate. She also asked my aunt for help to get him a job as a deputy department manager in the family business. She stays home as a pampered housewife, spending her days shopping, drinking tea, exercising, and playing mahjong. I heard she's had a lot of arguments with her mother-in-law about it. Her mother-in-law came from a prominent family; I've met her a few times. Although not as beautiful as my mother, she's still very well-maintained. This week, my brother-in-law went on a business trip, so my sister naturally moved back home temporarily. Right now, my sister is standing in front of the full-length mirror, trying on her new pale yellow backless top and shorts. Her long, straight, jet-black hair is tied in a ponytail, making her look light and lively. She paced back and forth in front of the mirror a few times, looking at herself again and again, feeling quite satisfied. Because the fabric of the clothes was thin, the black bra didn't quite fit. My sister took off her top again, wanting to change her bra. When she took off her bra, her breasts, slightly larger than before her marriage due to moisture, were revealed. My sister tossed her bra aside and stood up straight.She straightened her chest and took a few steps. Looking at her two remarkably dynamic breasts in the mirror, swaying up and down, the nipples erect and perky above the bright red areolas, paired with her snow-white, delicate skin, she seemed to feel intoxicated herself. Little did she know that I, outside the window, was also captivated. Her slender hands unconsciously caressed her breasts, and she sighed softly, "Such wonderful things are meant for me to enjoy alone." She pressed one breast in each hand, her slender, white fingers pinching the small nipples, playing with them lightly and heavily, left and right, her sharp nails occasionally scraping them. Her full, hemispherical breasts, like white jade, swelled with blood, becoming even more proud, and the agate-like nipples hardened. The pink areolas turned a bewitching peach-red, spreading outwards. At this moment, the elder sister's delicate face flushed as if drunk, a hint of spring in her eyes. Her eyes were slightly closed, her petal-like red lips parted, revealing her pearly white teeth, and she let out soft moans of "Oh! Oh!" from the depths of her throat. Her jade-like hand gradually moved downwards, passing over her slender waist, gliding over her smooth, jade-like abdomen. After gently rubbing against her pear-shaped belly a few times, it reached the mysterious triangle. It touched the base of her creamy thighs, getting closer and closer to her mons pubis, and finally began to gently stroke it up and down. Her pink legs intertwined in unbearable desire, rubbing against each other. Her face flushed even more, her jade-like nose breathing heavily, "Mmm! Mmm!" her small, cherry-like lips exhaling softly, "Ah! Ah!" her breath coming in soft moans. Her shorts and underwear were soaked through, almost transparent, clinging to her skin. Her labia, like the mouth of a starving baby, opened and closed restlessly, thick white love fluid flowing like a baby's saliva. Finally, the older sister could no longer bear it. She quickly pulled her soaking wet pants aside, parted her fuzzy, slightly curly pubic hair, and gently rubbed her slightly everted, thick, brownish-red labia majora and delicate, rosy labia minora with her right thumb, occasionally stroking her small, bright red clitoris in circular motions. With each stroke of her fingertips across her clitoris, the older sister couldn't help but let out a soft "Oh!" as her lower abdomen contracted. Her vulva gradually became engorged and prominent, like a dazzling ruby erect between her labia majora and minora. Her lips parted, no longer emitting moans, but rather rapid breaths and wanton cries of "Ah! Ah!" Her body writhed violently, her jade-like legs sometimes drawn up, sometimes straightened. Her snow-white skin blossomed like a peach blossom, and the fine beads of fragrant sweat that seeped through made her skin even more radiant. Her fingers began to penetrate her labia and insert into her vagina, thrusting wildly and intensely, her body trembling with pleasure. My sister, as if trying to burst her breasts, kneaded them vigorously with her left hand, causing patches of red to rise on their surface. Soft moans of "Ah! Ah!" echoed rapidly in the room. Her breathing grew increasingly rapid; except for her thumb pressing her clitoris, the other four fingers were inserted into her vagina, thrusting in and out forcefully. Finally, she let out a long "Ah!" her limbs tensing like a fully drawn bow, accompanied by spasms. After a few thrusts, her vagina gushed out a thick, creamy white fluid like an arrow. My sister had reached her climax, lying weakly on the bed… After lunch, my sister and I sat on the sofa watching TV. My sister had taken a shower and was wearing a loose nightgown. The Y-shaped neckline and cuffs were adorned with silver-white rose lace, and a bow was tied diagonally at the waist. Her full, rounded breasts, braless, seemed about to burst forth, her slender waist appearing as if it could be encircled by one hand, and her hair cascaded down her shoulders like a jade waterfall, falling diagonally over her right chest. My sister accidentally dropped the controller on the ground and bent down to pick it up. I caught a glimpse of two pink nipples amidst the swaying white skin at her neckline. I looked at my sister's flushed cheeks, her bright, clear eyes, her delicate lips exuding a sweet fragrance, and smelled the subtle scent of perfume and the fleshy aroma of a young woman... Suddenly, I felt very excited, wanting to hug her, but I didn't dare. My penis, however, instantly hardened, bulging high in my crotch. My sister must have noticed all of this. She pretended to be nonchalant, but kept glancing at me. Suddenly, I noticed her crotch was getting increasingly wet. Since she wasn't wearing underwear, I could vaguely see a dark clump of pubic hair and two thick labia. My penis hardened even more. I don't know who initiated it, but suddenly we embraced, her vulva pressing against my erection. Both my sister and I shuddered. "Quick…let me go, you naughty little brother…" my sister gasped weakly. "Isn't this nice?" "No! You naughty little brother. Let…let go…" my sister said, twisting her body playfully, causing her vulva to rub against my penis. Waves of unprecedented pleasure washed over me. Her vulva grew hotter and hotter, her labia swollen and bulging. Her juices soaked not only her crotch but also my pants. I couldn't hold back any longer. I wrapped one arm around her slender waist and slipped the other inside her robe, like a thirsty child, grasping and kneading her firm breasts. This was probably the first time my sister had been held and touched like this by a man other than her husband, especially since it was me—her own brother—doing it. She might have been aroused too, but for the sake of her dignity as the older sister, she bit her lip and trembled as she pushed me away, saying, "Don't...no...no, let go...how can you do this to your sister!" Ignoring her shy and timid appearance, I first pulled down my pajama pants and underwear, revealing my erect and hard penis, then pulled her soft jade hand over and held it: "Sister! Quickly rub it for me, look, my little brother is about to explode." The hand that had been touching my breasts then went to touch my sister's soft and elastic buttocks, rubbing her buttocks, and then tentatively slid inwards, moving to her plump vulva. "Mmm...mmm..." Provoked by this, my sister couldn't help but moan, quickly clamping her legs together to stop me from taking any further action: "No! Ah...let go...oh...I'm your sister...no..." My fingers didn't stop, continuing to gently rub her peach blossom spring cave. The pubic hair was just the right amount, fine and soft, and her vagina was already wet. As I rubbed it, another wave of fluid flowed out. My sister's whole body felt like it was being electrocuted, and I could feel the trembling of her hands on my penis. My fingers went deeper into her vagina, changing from touching to moving up and down. The clitoris slowly emerged from her flower, and a small bead began to protrude from her labia. My fingers began to caress the clitoris again. "Ugh...oh...no...ah...no..." My sister let out a panting moan. She had been suppressing her emotions with reason, but her body began to defy her will; her body struggled and twisted, her waist arched, and her legs trembled. My fingertips traced upwards from the inside of her fully open petals, pulling them apart. "Oh...good...good little brother...don't go in any further...please...I beg you...please...no...um...um..." At this moment, I silenced her with a kiss. A moment later, I shifted my focus, gently nibbling her earlobe with my mouth, my tongue lightly licking its edge. A moan escaped her lips, and goosebumps rose on her back. I licked her earlobe with abandon, my hands freely caressing her unguarded breasts. She made no movement, only trembling and occasional deep breaths. I slowly removed my sister's nightgown, revealing her trembling, round breasts and rosy nipples. I buried my face between her breasts. My sister breathed heavily, her chest heaving. Looking at her engorged nipples, I couldn't help but encircle them with my lips and tongue, biting them. My sister involuntarily wrapped her arms around my head, pressing them tightly against her chest, and made soft moaning sounds. My mouth began to slide down, my tongue reaching the soft skin of her inner thigh. The closer I got to her vulva, the more rapid her breathing became. When I finally reached my destination, my sister let out a soft sigh that sounded like pleasure. Amidst a patch of glossy black pubic hair, a bulging slit of flesh revealed a clitoris the size of a red bean, throbbing and pulsating above the vulva. Two plump labia majora parted slightly, and beside the slightly open opening were two bright red labia minora, clinging tightly to the labia majora. The bright red vaginal walls glistened with the light of vaginal fluid, which had already soaked the vulva and even the anus. "Ah... Sister, your vulva is so beautiful... so gorgeous..." "Don't look... it's so embarrassing... oh..." I brought my mouth to the anus and gently licked the pink folds with my tongue. The moment my tongue touched her pink flesh, my sister trembled violently: "No...don't touch there, you bad little brother...I didn't tell you to do that." "Good sister, then where do you want me to do it?" "No...no...you can't let sister...sister say such...things..." "No! You have to tell me...please...please..." "But...sister...sister...can't say such things to you...ah..." "Tell me...sister, tell me quickly...or...I won't do it anymore..." "Do...do...the front..." It seemed my sister was still hesitant. I didn't force her, and instead blew air into her vulva. The hot breath made my sister shiver, and she couldn't help but thrust her round buttocks forward. I took the opportunity to support her plump buttocks, pressed one hand against her anus, and sucked hard on her vulva with my mouth. I stuck my tongue inside, turning it over and over on the tender flesh of her vagina. My sister trembled more and more violently, her hands supporting the back of my head, seemingly resisting yet welcoming. She bent one leg, encircling my back, and tried her best to push my head down towards her genitals, her buttocks thrusting upwards, bringing her vulva close to my mouth so my tongue could penetrate deeper. She couldn't help but moan softly, finally gasping, "Ah...oh...it's itchy...it's so itchy...good little brother...ah...faster...stop...oh..." I turned around, positioning my penis against my sister's small mouth.I said, "Sis, help me." My sister involuntarily reached out and grasped my penis, starting to stroke it up and down and sway it from side to side, murmuring, "Ah...so hard, so big, so hot!..." I thrust hard below, coordinating with my sister's hands; above, I gripped her plump buttocks tightly, sucking on her clitoris and licking it back and forth with my tongue, causing her clitoris to swell to more than twice its original size. My sister went into a frenzy, crying out without restraint, "Ah...ah...good little brother...sister...so good...harder...harder...I'm going to die..." Her attention waned, and her hand stroking my penis slowed down, eventually becoming intermittent. Suddenly, my sister cried out, "Ah..." Her vaginal fluids smeared my face... I looked down at my sister lying in my arms and asked, "Is it comfortable?" My sister blushed, not daring to look at me, but there seemed to be a hint of a smile in her watery eyes. She nodded gently. Seeing my sister's shy appearance, I couldn't help but tighten my arms around her. My sister struggled weakly, saying, "You naughty little brother, aren't you satisfied yet?" Her voice was sweet but full of lust. I pressed my hard penis against my sister's lower abdomen. "It still wants to give your little cunt a good meal!" It was the first time I had said such lewd words to my own family. My sister seemed to find it very exciting as well, her eyes shining with a seductive light, her breathing becoming rapid and hot. She involuntarily parted her trembling legs, her vagina opening automatically, and her juices began to flow again. With a "whoosh," my penis finally entered her vagina, thrusting all the way in, filling it completely, the glans touching her cervix. "Ah..." we both couldn't help but cry out. The siblings had finally done something they should never have done, making our bodies tremble and even more excited. My penis was tightly enveloped by her soft, wet flesh... "So good... Sister's vagina is so good." I began to slowly thrust in and out, fully enjoying the sensation of the mucous membrane. The pubic hair rubbed against each other, making obscene sounds. "Ah... good... ah... good..." my sister moaned indistinctly, her slender waist twisting like a snake, her legs tightly hooked around my waist, wanting my penis to go even deeper. I increased the speed of my thrusting, and her juices gushed out with a continuous "plop...plop..." sound, soaking my pubic hair. "Mmm...ah...ahhh...oh...I...will...die...I can't take it...ah...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh..." My sister excitedly scratched at my chest and back. My speed and force increased, my glans grinding fiercely against her uterus. My penis withdrew with a "squelch," pulling the vaginal muscles outward; then with a "plop," it thrust in, taking the vaginal muscles back in. "Plop! Plop!" The in-and-out, the flipping and contracting, was quite a sight to behold. "Ah...ah...so deep...oh...mmm...so good..." I put my fingers into my sister's mouth. She seemed to forget her identity, instinctively sticking out her tongue to suck on my finger, constantly changing the direction of her tongue, just like sucking on a penis. "Oh...ouch...ah...faster...lost...lost...oh...oh...ah...ah..." When my sister was about to reach her climax, I lifted her legs high on my shoulders, pulled out my penis, and only rubbed it around her vulva without inserting it. "Ugh...ah...how...don't...stop...oh...oh..." "Good sister, now you should tell me where you want me to do it, right?" "Jiajun...you...you're such a bad boy...you made me say...say those kinds of things..." "Sister...your shy expression is so beautiful...I just want to hear beautiful sister say some lewd things...and you have to be clear..." I breathed into my sister's ear and said. “You naughty boy…okay…okay…you…insert…in…my…vagina! Stop forcing me.” After saying this, my sister hurriedly covered her face with her hands to hide her flushed face, her high breasts trembling. Seeing my sister’s stuttering and pitiful appearance, I felt a pang of pity and thrust myself into her vagina again. “Ouch…ah…ah ah…oh…” My sister couldn’t help but moan again. Not long after, her uterus, which was clenching and biting my penis, suddenly contracted forcefully, and a surge of heat rushed to my glans—my sister had an orgasm… “Why aren’t you coming out?” My sister looked at me with seductive eyes, her face still flushed. “You…you go wash up.” She suddenly pulled me up. I thought she thought it was dirty, so I went to the bathroom, dangling my penis. Back in the living room, she asked, "Are you clean? Let me see!" Saying this, she pushed me onto the sofa, bringing her nose close, sniffing me from all angles, like a cute little puppy. "Mmm!" she seemed satisfied. "Now close your eyes!" Her hair brushed against my stomach, tickling me. Her soft breasts gently pressed against my legs. At the same time, her small hand grasped my penis, a wet, soft, warm sensation enveloping the glans. My sister was giving me oral sex! Unlike the sensation of penetration, the mouth couldn't provide the same tight envelopment and friction, but the rapid sweeping and swirling of the tongue on the glans, along with the occasional scraping of the teeth, brought a unique kind of pleasure. I tilted my head and saw my sister gripping the base of my penis, her bright red lips desperately swallowing it until she couldn't swallow any more, the glans reaching deep into her throat. Then she slowly spat it out, leaving only the glans in her mouth. Then she swallowed it all the way in again… My penis throbbed and contracted with the pulse of my heart, slapping against her mouth. She turned to look at me and laughed, a so lewd laugh, and even turned her body so I could also witness this lewd scene. My sister released the glans, extending her fiery red tongue to trace the edge of the glans, rubbing around the frenulum, and then using the tip of her tongue to pry open the urethral opening, where more fluid seeped out. As the sun set and the room began to darken, my sister's eyes shone brightly. She stared at me intently, watching my expression. "Is it good?" she asked playfully, tilting her head to look up at me. I excitedly cried out, "Sister, I love you!" and reached out to stroke her face. Looking at my penis in the mouth of the woman I loved, the gratitude and the sense of possession were indescribable. She became even more vigorous, her head swaying violently back and forth, and my pleasure intensified. Finally, a tingling sensation shot through my tailbone, and I straightened up. She sensed my change and quickened her pace. Suddenly, she looked up and dodged, her lips still sticky with a mixture of my saliva and her own. A powerful jet of white fluid shot out, soaring high into the sky, followed by a second, a third… I couldn't help but scream, my body trembling violently… Then, I collapsed onto the sofa. My sister pounced on me, kissing my mouth, face, eyes, neck, and chest with her fishy-smelling lips. She kept murmuring, “Jiajun, Jiajun, you’re amazing! I’ve used my mouth, are you satisfied now?…”… A new week began.She stuck out her tongue and sucked on my finger, constantly changing the direction of her tongue, just like sucking on a penis. "Oh...ouch...ah...faster...lost...lost...oh...oh...ya...ya..." When my sister was about to reach her climax, I put her legs high on my shoulders, pulled out my penis, and only rubbed it around her vulva without inserting it. "Ugh...ah...how...don't...stop...oh...oh..." "Good sister, now you should tell me where you want me to do it, right?" "Jiajun...you...you're such a bad boy...you made me say...say those kinds of things..." "Sister...your shy expression is so beautiful...I just want to hear beautiful sister say some lewd things...and you have to be clear..." I breathed into my sister's ear and said. “You naughty boy…okay…okay…you…insert…in…my…vagina! Stop forcing me.” After saying this, my sister hurriedly covered her face with her hands to hide her flushed face, her high breasts trembling. Seeing my sister’s stuttering and pitiful appearance, I felt a pang of pity and thrust myself into her vagina again. “Ouch…ah…ah ah…oh…” My sister couldn’t help but moan again. Not long after, her uterus, which was clenching and biting my penis, suddenly contracted forcefully, and a surge of heat rushed to my glans—my sister had an orgasm… “Why aren’t you coming out?” My sister looked at me with seductive eyes, her face still flushed. “You…you go wash up.” She suddenly pulled me up. I thought she thought it was dirty, so I went to the bathroom, dangling my penis. Back in the living room, she asked, "Are you clean? Let me see!" Saying this, she pushed me onto the sofa, bringing her nose close, sniffing me from all angles, like a cute little puppy. "Mmm!" she seemed satisfied. "Now close your eyes!" Her hair brushed against my stomach, tickling me. Her soft breasts gently pressed against my legs. At the same time, her small hand grasped my penis, a wet, soft, warm sensation enveloping the glans. My sister was giving me oral sex! Unlike the sensation of penetration, the mouth couldn't provide the same tight envelopment and friction, but the rapid sweeping and swirling of the tongue on the glans, along with the occasional scraping of the teeth, brought a unique kind of pleasure. I tilted my head and saw my sister gripping the base of my penis, her bright red lips desperately swallowing it until she couldn't swallow any more, the glans reaching deep into her throat. Then she slowly spat it out, leaving only the glans in her mouth. Then she swallowed it all the way in again… My penis throbbed and contracted with the pulse of my heart, slapping against her mouth. She turned to look at me and laughed, a so lewd laugh, and even turned her body so I could also witness this lewd scene. My sister released the glans, extending her fiery red tongue to trace the edge of the glans, rubbing around the frenulum, and then using the tip of her tongue to pry open the urethral opening, where more fluid seeped out. As the sun set and the room began to darken, my sister's eyes shone brightly. She stared at me intently, watching my expression. "Is it good?" she asked playfully, tilting her head to look up at me. I excitedly cried out, "Sister, I love you!" and reached out to stroke her face. Looking at my penis in the mouth of the woman I loved, the gratitude and the sense of possession were indescribable. She became even more vigorous, her head swaying violently back and forth, and my pleasure intensified. Finally, a tingling sensation shot through my tailbone, and I straightened up. She sensed my change and quickened her pace. Suddenly, she looked up and dodged, her lips still sticky with a mixture of my saliva and her own. A powerful jet of white fluid shot out, soaring high into the sky, followed by a second, a third… I couldn't help but scream, my body trembling violently… Then, I collapsed onto the sofa. My sister pounced on me, kissing my mouth, face, eyes, neck, and chest with her fishy-smelling lips. She kept murmuring, “Jiajun, Jiajun, you’re amazing! I’ve used my mouth, are you satisfied now?…”… A new week began.She stuck out her tongue and sucked on my finger, constantly changing the direction of her tongue, just like sucking on a penis. "Oh...ouch...ah...faster...lost...lost...oh...oh...ya...ya..." When my sister was about to reach her climax, I put her legs high on my shoulders, pulled out my penis, and only rubbed it around her vulva without inserting it. "Ugh...ah...how...don't...stop...oh...oh..." "Good sister, now you should tell me where you want me to do it, right?" "Jiajun...you...you're such a bad boy...you made me say...say those kinds of things..." "Sister...your shy expression is so beautiful...I just want to hear beautiful sister say some lewd things...and you have to be clear..." I breathed into my sister's ear and said. “You naughty boy…okay…okay…you…insert…in…my…vagina! Stop forcing me.” After saying this, my sister hurriedly covered her face with her hands to hide her flushed face, her high breasts trembling. Seeing my sister’s stuttering and pitiful appearance, I felt a pang of pity and thrust myself into her vagina again. “Ouch…ah…ah ah…oh…” My sister couldn’t help but moan again. Not long after, her uterus, which was clenching and biting my penis, suddenly contracted forcefully, and a surge of heat rushed to my glans—my sister had an orgasm… “Why aren’t you coming out?” My sister looked at me with seductive eyes, her face still flushed. “You…you go wash up.” She suddenly pulled me up. I thought she thought it was dirty, so I went to the bathroom, dangling my penis. Back in the living room, she asked, "Are you clean? Let me see!" Saying this, she pushed me onto the sofa, bringing her nose close, sniffing me from all angles, like a cute little puppy. "Mmm!" she seemed satisfied. "Now close your eyes!" Her hair brushed against my stomach, tickling me. Her soft breasts gently pressed against my legs. At the same time, her small hand grasped my penis, a wet, soft, warm sensation enveloping the glans. My sister was giving me oral sex! Unlike the sensation of penetration, the mouth couldn't provide the same tight envelopment and friction, but the rapid sweeping and swirling of the tongue on the glans, along with the occasional scraping of the teeth, brought a unique kind of pleasure. I tilted my head and saw my sister gripping the base of my penis, her bright red lips desperately swallowing it until she couldn't swallow any more, the glans reaching deep into her throat. Then she slowly spat it out, leaving only the glans in her mouth. Then she swallowed it all the way in again… My penis throbbed and contracted with the pulse of my heart, slapping against her mouth. She turned to look at me and laughed, a so lewd laugh, and even turned her body so I could also witness this lewd scene. My sister released the glans, extending her fiery red tongue to trace the edge of the glans, rubbing around the frenulum, and then using the tip of her tongue to pry open the urethral opening, where more fluid seeped out. As the sun set and the room began to darken, my sister's eyes shone brightly. She stared at me intently, watching my expression. "Is it good?" she asked playfully, tilting her head to look up at me. I excitedly cried out, "Sister, I love you!" and reached out to stroke her face. Looking at my penis in the mouth of the woman I loved, the gratitude and the sense of possession were indescribable. She became even more vigorous, her head swaying violently back and forth, and my pleasure intensified. Finally, a tingling sensation shot through my tailbone, and I straightened up. She sensed my change and quickened her pace. Suddenly, she looked up and dodged, her lips still sticky with a mixture of my saliva and her own. A powerful jet of white fluid shot out, soaring high into the sky, followed by a second, a third… I couldn't help but scream, my body trembling violently… Then, I collapsed onto the sofa. My sister pounced on me, kissing my mouth, face, eyes, neck, and chest with her fishy-smelling lips. She kept murmuring, “Jiajun, Jiajun, you’re amazing! I’ve used my mouth, are you satisfied now?…”… A new week began.
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