I Turned My Sister-in-Law into My Bed Pet Author: happyman

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I Turned My Sister-in-Law into a Bed Pet

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Author: happyman

My wife and I were both born in [a href=http://www.687bo.com target=_blank class=infotextkey>性诚绱澹, bald 劏滴泄┟褚谎, 母改复嬖咨现氐. Desiring a son, after giving birth to her, we risked severe punishment to have another child, but the second
child was also a daughter, my sister-in-law. However, our efforts paid off, and a few years later, my son, Xingzi
, was born. However, this greatly increased the financial burden on our family. Although my parents-in-law were
conservative , they were reasonable people. Knowing their eldest daughter was intelligent, they spared no expense to send her to school. My wife
went to middle school in the provincial capital at twelve and to university in Beijing at eighteen, pursuing a combined bachelor's and master's degree. As for me,
I'm nominally a "second-generation official"—my dad's the village head, after all. But I'm smart enough to keep up with my wife's pace.
Luckily, I'm an only son, so the financial pressure is low, and I have that tiny bit of an official position, which allowed me to arrange
a childhood betrothal with my wife. After graduation, we both became civil servants and got married last year. For us, not yet thirty,
to own a nearly 200-square-meter penthouse duplex in Beijing is truly remarkable.

My wife's younger sister, because of our childhood betrothal, is like my own sister; we usually just call her
"Little Sister." She and my wife are completely different people. People say that a woman's beauty and intelligence are inversely proportional,
and that's absolutely true—it perfectly describes these two sisters. My wife is plain-looking, has an average
figure , and her hair is a bit yellowish and dry. To put it bluntly, while I'm not Zhuge Liang, I married a
wife who resembles Huang Yueying (a legendary strategist known for her cunning and cunning). My sister-in-law was different. Young and carefree, she was simple-minded.
Even in her early twenties, she acted like a teenage girl, always out playing with other girls, carefree and wild,
completely disregarding men. It was hard to tell if she had no sexual interest in them. However, her beauty
was renowned for miles around, even in the town. It was said that matchmakers had approached her before she came of age, but she
was arrogant and demanded a higher price, until her parents-in-law finally gave her a firm order, at which point she reluctantly
accepted.

On my sister-in-law's wedding day, my wife and I, as her closest relatives, naturally had to go back. Being a civil servant,
you could say there wasn't much to do, but you also couldn't stray too far from your post, lest you be
unavailable when your superiors needed you. Therefore, going back to our hometown for my sister-in-law's wedding was a
rare vacation for us. Little did I know that my romantic encounter would begin that day.

I had deliberately returned three days early just to see my long-missed family. According to the customs of my hometown,
my younger sister couldn't leave her home for three days before her wedding, and she couldn't meet any men except her own family. As her
brother-in-law , I could naturally go to my wife's parents' house without any qualms. If I had any ulterior motives, that would be true; I also wanted to see
what this little vixen looked like before her wedding!

The day before the wedding, my mother-in-law and wife, along with a large group of women, were busy preparing for the wedding the next day.
I finished arranging things with my own relatives and came over under the pretext of helping out. However, I stole a moment
to sit down warm some wine, and chat. Just then, my younger sister slipped out of her inner room and plopped
down in the chair opposite me. It was the height of summer, and in the rural countryside, there was no air conditioning. The fans hanging from the roof were barely effective. My younger sister was wearing
hot pants, revealing two long, white, shapely legs. When she crossed them, you could almost see
her buttocks from the outside of her thighs. Her tight short-sleeved top made her large breasts appear even higher. I don't know if it
was due to poor lighting or my bad eyesight, but I couldn't make out the outline of her bra. Could it be that this little vixen was going braless?

My younger sister tied a large ponytail at the back of her head and said, "Dad, brother-in-law, I'm going out for a while." My father-in-law's face
darkened. "What are you going to do? You're getting married tomorrow. Can't you behave yourself?" I knew that my father-in-law both loved and hated
this little vixen. He loved her beauty, which made him look good, but he hated her for being "unfaithful
" and ruining his reputation. If you ask me, compared to women from Beijing and Shanghai, the label of "unfaithful"
simply doesn't apply to my
younger
sister. She's just playful and mischievous, and in matters of relationships, she's not much more open than the women in the village. It's just that in this overly conservative environment, she's considered a bit of a nonconformist. I suspect she's still a virgin. Men, you know, have an innate, animalistic desire to spread their
genes . Over 90% of men with sisters-in-law have inappropriate thoughts about them, and I'm no exception. Of course,
thinking is one thing, doing is another; how many in-laws actually go all in? At least I haven't met any.

My younger sister reluctantly returned to her room and started smashing things. My father-in-law shook his head, at a loss;
it seems he's thoroughly exasperated with this unruly daughter. As for me, even if I'm just a nobody,
I'm still a Beijing official, with some influence in the village, so it's even less appropriate for me to go to my sister-in-law's room. I had to
call my wife over, and the two sisters talked privately in the room for half an hour before things calmed down.

The next day was my younger sister's wedding day. I arrived at my father-in-law's house early, ostensibly to help, but
really to drink, smoke, and entertain the guests. It was only then that I saw the man who was about to become my
sister . He was quite tall and handsome, with permed hair and fair skin. He didn't look like a country
bumpkin at all. I heard from the villagers that he was the town mayor's son, studying at an art academy. To put it nicely, he was an artist;
to put it bluntly, he was an actor. If we're talking about family connections, I can't compete with him—my dad's only the village head.
But if we're talking about personal connections, I'm much better than him. After all, I'm a high-ranking official in Beijing, much higher in rank than his father. Thinking about this, I
felt a bit like Ah Q. The thought of my younger sister's virginity, which was likely still untouched, and her beautiful
body , which would be given to this pretty boy tonight, actually made me a little jealous.

The busy and chaotic wedding had exhausted me. After watching my sister-in-law enter the bridal chamber, I, quite drunk,
was helped home by my wife and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, my wife woke me up early, a sleep I hadn't had in years at my hometown: "Get up! Something
terrible !" I squinted and replied, "What is it? Was there an earthquake?" My wife said anxiously, "You're still
joking? My sister-in-law is asking for a divorce!" Hearing this, I immediately jumped up: "What the hell?! We just got married yesterday!"
"We're getting married!" My wife didn't say a word, she forced me to get dressed, and dragged me to the Civil Affairs Bureau. When we arrived,
my parents-in-law and younger sister were there. My younger
sister were ashen-faced, and my brother-in-law's parents, whom I'd met yesterday, were also deathly pale. My brother-in-law himself was there,
still pale and silent. I tugged at my wife's sleeve and asked her what had happened. She finally told me the whole story:
a few months ago, when my parents-in-law gave my younger sister their firm order, they hadn't even met their prospective son-in-law yet, and
had already arranged the marriage based on just a few photos and a resume. They never expected this pretty boy to be gay; last night,
he not only didn't touch my younger sister, but they also slept under separate blankets. This morning, my younger sister exposed
their scheme , and they were utterly mortified. Given her father's position as town mayor, her younger sister was destined to suffer in silence. But
with my wife and I, two minor officials from Beijing, backing her up, she no longer had to endure this widowhood. I whispered to
my wife, "Let's get a divorce. Anyway, she didn't wrong him. One's a lesbian, the other's a lesbian; they can't be
together ." My wife pinched my arm: "You dare joke like that!"

This kind of thing is shameful for anyone, and no one wanted to make a big fuss. After more than an hour, both sides agreed on
the terms, signed the divorce papers, my parents-in-law returned the betrothal gifts, and cancelled the marriage certificate. I thought that was
the end of it, but when my younger sister got home and saw that her marital status on her household registration book was listed as "divorced," she
was furious. She smashed the decorative screen I had given her that said "Eternal Union" to pieces, cursing:
"How dare you! You're so foolish to change it to divorce!" My wife wisely half-pushed and half-pulled her back to the room, and I
also said goodbye and went home early.

The week-long vacation was coming to an end. On the night before she left, my wife crawled naked into my bed, her
mature, beautiful hole straddling me. I, too, had been pent up for a week, so naturally, I thrust my penis into her without hesitation:
"Old hag, are you so horny you can't stand it anymore?" My wife, with my penis hitting her cervix as I thrust all the way in, exclaimed, "I'm going to die
! This window isn't soundproof!" I ignored her: "What are you afraid of? We're husband and wife, it's all aboveboard, why are you
shy ?" My wife's buttocks bounced up
and down with my thrusts: "Don't go yet, I have something to discuss with you." I couldn't wait any longer, my penis moving in and out of her hot, slippery hole: "Okay, we can discuss it while we do it." My wife had no choice
but to say, "My little sister... wants to go to Beijing with us." Hearing this, I perked up, my penis grew even harder, and
I pretended to be reluctant: "What would she do in Beijing? She doesn't have a job, she'd just be eating our food for free."
My wife , true to form, the throbbing of my penis betrayed me. "You dare say you don't like it? Just mentioning my little sister makes your '
Southern Kingdom' grow bigger, oh my, so strong, you've hit the G-spot." I didn't deny it either: "Yeah, such a beautiful
woman, just thinking about her makes me hard. If I could have both of you at the same time, I'd be ecstatic." My wife was having a bit of
an orgasm, her vaginal opening twitching and contracting slightly: "You...you dare to mess around...see if my dad doesn't chop you up...yeah
...hmm...husband, you're so good...so deep..." My mind was filled with thoughts of my little sister's white, beautiful legs and
big, firm breasts. When my wife had an orgasm, I didn't hesitate and simply thrust my penis to its highest point, directly hitting
my wife 's cervix: "Wife, I'm going to cum!" My wife didn't care who I was thinking about, and directly shouted:
"Husband..." and her whole body trembled as she reached orgasm. I also jerked my penis and ejaculated inside her.

At sunrise, my wife and I, still with dried semen and mucus on our lower bodies, reluctantly got up, took
a shower, picked up my younger sister from my father-in-law's, and the three of us headed back to Beijing. The moment my younger sister got on the train, I
realized my wife wasn't lying; she really was coming to Beijing. The whole way, my younger
sister barely spoke, indifferent and with a gloomy expression. My wife kept talking, comforting her while explaining my younger sister's plans:
she wanted to go to Beijing to clear her head, to see if she could find a job, and perhaps a boyfriend.

I chuckled inwardly: What does she think Beijing is? Divorced, still trying to raise her own value?

We arrived home at sunset. We tidied up the house, set up a sunny
room for my younger sister. She didn't have much luggage, just a few personal belongings, and settled in quickly.

My wife and I work in different departments. This time, she had one less day off than me, so the next day was her
workday. She went to bed early, but I wasn't really sleepy and was playing on the computer in the study. My younger sister was probably not used to it;
even around midnight, when I went to the bathroom, I could still faintly see light coming from under her door. At that moment,
a wicked thought suddenly popped into my head: what was she doing in her room? I knew the house was still quite new, the door
hinges were smooth and quiet, and the hallway outside was dark, so it would be difficult for her
to spot me peeping at her from inside. So, I mustered my courage and quietly pushed the slightly ajar door open a little.
What I saw made me furious: my younger sister was getting ready to take off her clothes for bed. She was sitting at her desk, facing me
on her right . First, she let her ponytail down, shook her head, smoothed her hair, picked up a comb from the desk,
and carefully combed her thick, black hair. Then, one button after another, she unbuttoned her shirt, pulled down the collar on her left shoulder,
revealing a snow-white shoulder. This was the first time I'd ever seen my sister's shoulders. The thought of breaking ethical boundaries as
her brother-in-law to peep at her changing clothes made my penis start to swell. My sister in the room twisted her shoulders,
taking off the collar on her right shoulder, and her clothes were removed. She had no idea that a pair of hungry wolf's eyes
were staring at her beautiful breasts in the darkness. She was only concerned with putting her clothes on the table and bending
down
to take off her pants. Then she stood up, her back to me, and slid her thumbs into her belt, sliding them from her navel to her lower back, pressing down until her flesh-colored panties were quickly exposed to my view. I hadn't expected my sister to have such long legs and such a big butt.
When the elastic band of her pants crossed her buttocks, her buttocks rippled with waves of flesh, incredibly sexy. I
almost pulled down my pants and squeezed my penis to comfort myself. The young woman, her pale body now only clad in a pair of shorts,
walked towards me, startling me. Luckily, her large, bright eyes
were fixed on the hook behind the door. As she hung up the clothes, she raised her hand, revealing her two large, fleshy mounds. This little
vixen, her breasts were large, round, and firm, the nipples still a tender pink—probably untouched by a man.
As she tiptoed to hang the clothes, her large breasts trembled with each movement. If my wife hadn't been there,
I would have had the urge to rush in and rape her. Right now, all I could do was frantically rub my penis. The young woman closed the door.
She only turned on the small nightlight by the bedside, pulled the blanket over herself, and went to sleep. I wasn't satisfied and continued waiting outside the door. Beijing
summers are very humid, and my younger sister wasn't used to air conditioning, so she hadn't locked the door for ventilation. Once my eyes
adjusted to the dim light of the nightlight, I clearly saw that she had only
covered
herself with the blanket up to her waist, her two long, shapely, white legs exposed, sprawled out in a "spread-eagle" position, fast asleep. Her large breasts defied gravity, standing proudly erect, rising and falling slightly with her breathing. I told myself that one day I would thoroughly ravage
this little vixen and turn her into my bed pet.

I didn't even know when my wife went to work; my younger sister woke me up. She had prepared breakfast and told
me to get up and eat. After I finished eating, I took my younger sister out shopping. Things in Beijing are notoriously bad
value for ; by the end of the day, my credit card was almost empty, and my wallet was nearly depleted. My younger sister seemed to think it was perfectly
natural , carrying large bags and small packages, walking briskly – country girls are just so physically strong! We ate out for dinner
, ostensibly to welcome my younger sister. My wife was very excited, after all, she's her own sister. I was excited too, but as
someone once said, a man's blood is limited, either for his brain or his penis, so a man can't
use both heads at the same time. You see, I was carrying out a secret plan.

Three days passed, and on Saturday, the three of us went out together. In the evening, everyone was tired, especially
my wife , who was on her period and particularly prone to fatigue. After dinner, she and my younger sister did the housework, then took a shower
and went to bed early. I took a shower and, seeing nothing to do, went to the study to play on the computer. Around ten
o'clock , my wife was already fast asleep when I heard my younger sister softly calling from the bathroom, "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law." I closed
my laptop and went to the bathroom. Before, since only my wife and I lived there, the bathroom door lock had been broken for a long time and hadn't been repaired.
Anyway, there was nothing to hide anymore, and we didn't have any children. I asked from outside the door, "What's wrong?" The girl trembled and said,
"The water heater won't light. Can you fix it for me? I'm freezing." The water heater was installed
outside the shower room, so I could only check it from inside the bathroom. Although the shower room had frosted glass, would
n't the girl think I was a pervert if I went in like that? But then I thought, she'd asked me to come in, and besides, I wanted to see her beautiful body again
! I opened the door, trying to act nonchalant and head straight for the water heater. As soon as I pushed the door open, I
panicked . The girl had closed the frosted glass door, but her figure was still vaguely projected onto the glass,
especially her crotch. The dark patch of her private parts was the most memorable. I wondered what was in that dark forest?

Was her vulva still pink? Were the two small doors still intact? Was it tighter and more elastic inside than my wife's
? If I could have sex with her and ejaculate into her uterus, that would be amazing! My younger sister
couldn't wait any longer and urged, "Brother-in-law, are you done yet? I'm cold!"

Still a bit dazed by her words, I blurted out, "Cold? Do you want me to hug you?" The words were barely out of my mouth before I
realized my mistake and quickly changed my tone, saying, "Haha, I'm so sorry, I just always talk to your sister like that. Yeah, it's fixed,
you can try it. You really are something, taking a hot shower in this heat."

My sister did as I asked, turning on the tap, and the water heater ignited smoothly. Having accomplished my mission, I wasn't ready to back down. How many brother-in-laws have the good fortune to be able to peek at their sister-in-law's naked body so
closely and semi-publicly? Suddenly, my sister
exclaimed, "Wow! It's so hot!" She dropped the showerhead and ducked to the side. I felt guilty for turning up the water temperature and it hadn't come
down , so I quickly turned off the water heater. Looking back, I saw my younger sister pressed against the frosted glass door, her large
breasts pressed tightly together, almost flattened. To avoid the hot water, her abdomen was also pressed against the glass,
so much so that her black stockings were wet and clearly visible from the outside. If I had time, I could even count them one by one
. She was anxious and scared, crying, "Ah! Brother-in-law! Let me out!" I didn't have time to admire her.
If I burned her, I wouldn't know how to explain it to my in-laws, let alone my wife
. I quickly opened the glass door, and my sister practically cried as she threw herself into my arms, "Ah...
Brother-in-law ..." I looked at her closely; her lower back and buttocks were red, thankfully without blisters. I grabbed a towel
and wrapped it around her, then carried her back to the room.

My younger sister's room used to be a guest room. There was no bed, just a mattress on the floor—which was
convenient for my wife and me to have our lovemaking, as it would prevent the bed from creaking and making noise. I put my younger sister down,
and she, still shaken, blushed bright red when she realized she was naked in her brother-in-law's arms. She immediately burrowed under the
covers, hiding from me. Afraid of waking my wife, I listened quietly for a moment to make sure she wasn't moving before saying to
my sister-in-law , "Sorry, I forgot to adjust the temperature. How are you?" My sister-in-law only poked her head out,
not even looking at me. I could only guess from the outline of the blanket that she was rubbing her bottom. She said, "It hurts so much, it's burning."

I took some burn ointment from the medicine cabinet and said, "Don't worry, I'll put some ointment on it and you'll be fine." She said
, "Um, is my sister asleep? Can I ask her to come and put it on for me? It's embarrassing." I casually said,
"She's asleep." My sister-in-law hesitated for a moment before saying, "Um, then... you can't look at my... that
place..." I readily agreed. This wasn't a lie. I could
n't ruin my bright future. You see, I was determined to get my sister-in-law into bed!

My younger sister was lying face down under the covers, her forehead pressed against her left arm, her face buried deep in the blankets, afraid to look at me .
Her right arm was pressed under her body, and I didn't know what she was doing. Anyway, she said to me when she was ready, "Hmm,
slowly pull back the covers, don't look where you shouldn't see." I pulled back the covers, and my younger sister's feet were revealed,
then her slender calves, rounded thighs, full buttocks, and finally her cute little waist.
Upon closer inspection, I couldn't help but smile, and my penis immediately became hard: my younger sister's right hand was pressed under her body, her five fingers
covering her private parts from bottom to top, ignoring the black stockings that were peeking out between her fingers, tightly
protecting that private cave that her brother-in-law shouldn't see. Her sharp nails could just cover the perineum between her vulva and anus. Her anus was completely unprotected, and
the sudden urge to fuck her back door was forcibly suppressed. With
a self-control took out some ointment and applied it to her. My younger sister's injuries were mainly on her waist and buttocks, with some
scattered . I naturally placed my entire palm on her body. Although I couldn't touch her private parts,
I was satisfied just to be able to tease and enjoy her firm, elastic waist and hips. Looking at my younger sister's still very fair and tender crotch, I...
Still fantasizing about whether her private parts had been violated by a man, I massaged her for a full twenty minutes without realizing it.
I didn't want to stop, but my younger sister's words startled me awake: "Brother-in-law, if you keep massaging like that,
you'll rub my skin raw!" I apologized and said goodbye: "Sorry, you should get some sleep. Cover yourself with
the blanket." That last sentence almost gave me away. Luckily, my younger sister didn't know I had been peeping, or it would have been a
big mess.

The ringing of my phone woke me up. My wife reluctantly picked up the phone, and after a while, she said irritably,
"Okay!" and threw the phone aside. She leaned down and kissed me on the cheek: "Honey, I
have to , so I can't take my younger sister shopping. If you like, go with her; if you don't, make her wait. I'll
go with her another day." I pretended to be half asleep, hummed a few times, and then turned over and "fell asleep." My wife had no
idea how secretly pleased I was, and went off to work. As soon as I heard her lock the door, I jumped up and
ran to my younger sister's room in just shorts and a tank top. As usual, she hadn't turned on the air conditioner or locked the door. I knocked,
but she didn't answer. I went in and saw her still lying face down, just like last night, except her hands were outside the blanket
, which covered her thighs and lower back, exposing her entire back. Her large breasts were
pressed against her body, and from my angle, I could only see large mounds of white flesh. She wasn't awake yet. I don't know where I got
the courage, but I lifted her blanket. I saw that the red marks from last night's burns had faded by about 70-80%, and I felt relieved
and overjoyed—she hadn't put on any clothes after applying the medicine last night, and now she was truly naked in front of me. But
before I could even look down at her private parts, my penis was throbbing, and my younger sister woke up, noticed the blanket was off, and
instinctively rolled over, so she was now facing me. Her plump breasts swayed, her nipples
erect and pointed. Seeing me, she jumped in fright, quickly pulling the towel over her chest and crossing her legs, as if afraid I
would see her private parts again.

Before, my wife and I had a normal sex life, about two or three times a week. Because I went back to my hometown for
my younger sister's wedding, we only did it once every two weeks. Three days ago, when I wanted to do it again, my wife suddenly got
her period, which made me incredibly frustrated. Plus, I'd been feeling increasingly aroused by my younger sister these past few days, but my wife was too
tired to give me oral sex. I was almost at my breaking point. Seeing my younger sister half-naked, hiding, looking so pitiful,
my primal lust exploded. Without thinking, I pounced on her, snatched the towel from
her hands and threw it aside, pinning her hands down and kissing her lips. My younger sister was terrified, unable to even scream
, only making soft moans, which only fueled my desire. She clenched her teeth, afraid I would penetrate her. Seeing that I
couldn't get through, I changed tactics and lowered my head to suckle her large breasts. I bit down on her left nipple, not using too much
force, afraid of hurting her, but my tongue trembled and teased the nipple. She could only try to pull back, but she
was lying on the bed with nowhere to escape, so she could only sway from side to side. But wouldn't this movement make her large breasts even more
tempting ? After licking for a while, she finally uttered her first words: "Ah! Brother-in-law! No! What are you doing?"

I licked even more vigorously: "Don't move, let me kiss you, I'll take good care of you." She
resisted with , but this only made it easier for me to separate her legs with mine. She wasn't as strong as me, and I held her wrists down with one hand.
I freed my right hand and kneaded her large breasts: "Little vixen, you're really good-looking, big and firm,
much better than your sister." My sister wanted to scream, but I didn't stop her. I simply said, "Go ahead and scream, scream loudly, let everyone
know that my family has a shameless little vixen who seduces her brother-in-law." My naive sister was frightened by me and
didn't dare to make a sound. She only begged in a low voice, "Brother-in-law, let me go, I'm scared!" I triumphantly released her large breasts,
pulled down my shorts, and revealed a six-inch penis that was already swollen and red, ready to fight at any moment. It was aimed directly at
my sister's unprotected private parts, just waiting for my command. My sister's lower body was pressed against me, and she hurriedly looked down. She didn't
need to look to know that she should have seen a large glans the size of a ping-pong ball, red and purple, with a few strands of sticky fluid flowing from the urethral opening,
wetting my sister's pubic hair. My younger sister was terrified: "Brother-in-law, no! How can I ever get married like this?!

I'm still a virgin!" I was surprised to hear this, and looked down to examine her private parts closely. Sure enough, I saw a pink membrane still around
the entrance , confirming what she said. I said, "You're divorced, what are you afraid of?!"
"

The implication was that even if she got married, it would be a remarriage, and the other party wouldn't naively believe that a remarried woman is a virgin.
The younger sister was speechless for a moment. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I spread her legs a little, and my erect penis
attacked her secret passage, the glans pressing against her vulva, applying pressure. The younger sister cried and said, 'No! I
can't do this with you! I'm your sister-in-law, you can't do this!' Her kicking had the opposite effect, making me
even more destructive. I thrust my hips forward, but unexpectedly she suddenly twisted her body, and I thrust into her anus.
I had seen her anus last night; it was very small and tight, not a sexual target at all. Coupled with her wailing, I suddenly lost
my sexual desire, let her go, pulled up my pants, covered her with a towel, and held her without saying a word."

My little sister's crying gradually subsided, turning into sobs. I didn't let her go, and we held each other like that until noon.
I finally got up and said to her, "Let me cook for you." My little sister's eyes were red: "No need, I'll cook
. Just get me my clothes." I handed her the clothes, and she didn't even try to hide it. She turned her back, pulled down
the blanket and started dressing. I looked at her from behind, and I realized that this little devil's back was quite beautiful, with rounded shoulders and a smooth back. Occasionally, I could
see a glimpse of her large, fleshy breasts swaying with her movements. I teased her, "Aren't you afraid I'll do it again?"

My little sister stopped and said sadly, "It doesn't matter." Hearing this, I knew I had a chance, so I didn't rush her. I
just hugged her from behind, rubbed her large breasts, and said, "Well, I'll wait for you to cook." My little sister weakly removed
my hand: "Okay."

After lunch, my little sister washed the dishes and went back to bed to take another nap. I saw that she still hadn't locked the door, and shamelessly
lay down next to her. My younger sister didn't resist, shrinking into the corner of the bed with her back to me. I leaned over,
reached under her armpits, and directly grasped her large, braless breasts, playing with them. After a while, I wasn't
satisfied , so I scratched her nipples with my fingers. My sister protested, "Brother-in-law, how can I sleep like this!" I said,
"Then let's play around. Brother-in-law will teach you how to enjoy the pleasures of being a woman." She struggled a few times, seeing no...
She tried to break free, but then gave up, still saying, "Don't come. If my sister finds out we're doing that kind of thing, she'll
be
angry." I said, "If you don't tell, and I don't tell, how will she know?" She then asked, "What if I get pregnant?" Seeing that she had even considered these questions, I felt safe having sex with her and said,
"Just ejaculate outside." She turned to face me, "Then remember, ejaculate outside."

I casually agreed and laid her flat. She obediently let me take off her clothes and pants, and soon she was lying
naked on the bed, her face turned away from mine. I gazed at this body I had long coveted, knowing she
would soon become my woman. The excitement was immense, especially since she was my sister-in-law. A brother-in-law
cheating on his wife with his sister-in-law—that kind of thing was incredibly stimulating! I spread her legs and carefully examined her genitals.
Her pubic hair was fine and short, barely thicker than a head. Her pink vulva was already gushing with
clear, colorless fluid. I said, "You little vixen, you said you wouldn't mess around with your brother-in-law, and now you're all wet."
My little sister, her secret exposed, blushed and said, "Don't look, you're so annoying." I said, "Fine, I won't look." I pressed down on her
, my penis aimed at her beautiful vulva, the glans inserting a little to widen the opening. My little sister gasped, "Brother-in-law,
be gentle , I'm afraid it will hurt." I nodded in agreement, my hips sinking down, the glans piercing her jade gate, beginning to penetrate the slippery
cave. My little sister cried out, "Ah! It hurts!" I said to her, "The first time is a little painful, don't be too
nervous , take a deep breath, relax, you'll be very happy in a moment." She listened, nodded to me, took a few deep breaths
, relaxed her lower body, and I took the opportunity to continue penetrating her, my big penis inserting inch by inch into her body, expanding her
tight cave, until I reached a small fleshy mound: "Little vixen, your brother-in-law has finally fucked you, I've reached your
cervix." My younger sister said, "I can't take it anymore, it's so big, I can't breathe." My lust was aroused, and
I started to thrust in and out, shaking my hips. "Little vixen, if you're this uncomfortable being penetrated by my cock, how will you have children?"
My younger sister's hips rose and fell with my movements, even her large breasts swayed, which aroused me greatly. She
said, "No...no...I can't get pregnant...I can't have your children...I'm your sister-in-law..."
I played with her large breasts, rubbing, kneading, and pinching them, shaping the two elastic mounds into whatever
shape I liked, while my palms rubbed her nipples, arousing her lust as well. My younger sister's two little flesh gates opened and closed with my thrusts, each time squeezing out a little bit of white, sticky fluid, and the tender flesh inside gradually became engorged and red
from the intense friction .
I slowed down a bit and said to her, "Let's change positions, you can be on
top ."

She immediately refused, "No, it's too embarrassing, you can be on top." I thought, "You're too conservative,
what a waste of such a great figure. I wanted to admire your breasts and hips." Since she didn't want to, I couldn't force her. Anyway,
there would be plenty of opportunities in the future, so why rush? I sped up again, forcing her to breathe more and more rapidly, her
face turning redder and redder.

After about ten minutes of this, I felt a numbness in my spine and a swelling in my perineum, knowing that was the prelude to ejaculation
. My sister-in-law had just lost her virginity, so she probably didn't know what it was like for a man before he climaxed. Although she asked me not to
ejaculate inside, how could I not do myself justice with such a rare opportunity? I decided to go all the way and be the bad guy.
My sister-in stimulated that she opened her mouth but couldn't speak, involuntarily twisting her hips. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I
inserted my penis to the deepest point, and my glans released the pent-up semen of the past two weeks, thick, sticky, and plentiful, shooting hot
semen into my sister-in-law's virgin womb. My younger sister noticed my unusual expression, and with my
forceful ejaculation on her sensitive cervix, she immediately knew what had happened. She screamed, "No! No! Come outside! I'll get pregnant
!" The more she screamed, the tighter I pressed her down, almost forcing my testicles and six-inch penis
into her body, subjecting her to unprecedented pressure and the effects of my semen.

My sister cried, "Waaah...you lied to me...I gave myself to you, and you don't even love me..."

I was still lost in the pleasure of ejaculating on my sister-in-law and ignored her until I calmed down. Then,
reluctantly slowly pulled out my penis, and with a "plop," a glob of yellowish-white semen, tinged with
blood, splattered onto the sheets from my sister's vagina. Satisfied, I kissed her face and said, "I'm sorry, it was just so good."

She cried and said, "Remember to come outside next time, okay?" Hearing there was a next time, how could I
refuse ? I quickly agreed.

I picked my sister up and carried her to the bathroom. She remained obediently still, letting me wash and dry her body.
I was overjoyed; today was incredibly lucky. Not only could I sleep with my sister-in-law, but I could also indulge in playing with her body like this
. Wasn't that lucky? I wet her body, lathered it with soap, and began to caress her thoroughly, from her shoulders to
her back , waist, buttocks, thighs, and calves. Moving to the front, I simply placed my hands on her large
breasts, refusing to leave. "Little sister, I've been drooling over your body." Unexpectedly,
she said, "Now you've finally had your fill, are you satisfied?" I was licking her nipples and said,
"You've had your fill, but you're not satisfied yet. If I could have it every day, that would be truly satisfying." She giggled and said, "
Brother-in-law , there's something I want to tell you, something I've wanted to say for a long time." I asked, "What is it?" Without hesitation:
"I've liked you since I was a girl." I pressed, "Why didn't you say so sooner?" She laughed and said, "It's not too late now.
Except for not letting anyone else know, we can still do 'that' together. If you want, I can give it
to you anytime, but you can't get me pregnant, otherwise everything will be exposed." I said, "Either use a condom or withdraw, it's
no fun." She hugged me back, "Brother-in-law, be good, when I can let you ejaculate inside, I definitely won't refuse
you."

After showering, I helped my sister wash the sheets to destroy the evidence, and my wife was helpless when she came back. That night,
the three of us went out to eat, and the next day, Sunday, everything went as usual. On Monday, my husband and I
went to work again, leaving my sister alone at home. For the

next few days, I didn't touch my sister again, I could only take advantage of the time when my wife was doing housework to
pull aside and rub her big breasts hard in my wife's blind spot, or rub her pert buttocks.

On Friday evening, my wife was hanging laundry on the second-floor balcony. My younger sister arrived, and there was a lot of laundry. I
knew she wouldn't be down for a while, so I made an excuse to watch TV with her and ended up rolling around on the sofa with her.
Grandma smiled, picked up two large baskets of washed clothes, and went upstairs. I didn't dare watch her leave, afraid she'd notice something was wrong.
Hearing the door click shut, I let out a wolfish howl and pounced on my younger sister. She giggled, "Brother-in-law, you
're so bold! Your sister's upstairs!" I said, "Never mind, I'm starving." She was wearing a
loose-fitting midi dress, the hem of which I quickly lifted to her waist, revealing her light blue panties. She laughed, "Haven't I satisfied you these
past few days ? I'm just a backup, you know." I didn't care about that; I pulled down my pants, raised my penis, and began
teasing her genitals. Door: "She's the backup now."

The younger sister said, "No way, that's too blatant. At most... I'll just massage it for you with my hands." I
heard my wife fiddling with the clothes hanger, knowing time was running out, and this really was too blatant, so I agreed to the younger sister's suggestion.
I sat down, and she casually pulled up her skirt, turned to the side, and leaned over my lower abdomen. Her hands formed circles, gripping my penis, and she
started moving it up and down. I was trying to listen to what was happening upstairs while enjoying the younger sister's service,
multitasking and unable to concentrate.

The younger sister looked up at me, and her large breasts were squeezed into a deep cleavage through her wide neckline, constantly
changing their outline, swaying left and right, rising and falling. It made my heart itch. It turns out that the feeling of peeping can be quite enjoyable!
The younger sister worked hard, but lacking experience, her efforts were inefficient. I heard my wife close the balcony door upstairs, knowing she
would be back soon. I wanted to stop, but couldn't bear to give up the younger sister's service. I gritted my teeth, pointed at my penis, and said, "Little vixen,
kiss me." The younger sister knew time was running out, and without thinking, she lowered her head and kissed me. And that wasn't all; her lips
clamped around the tip of my penis, gently sucking, driving me to the brink of climax. I felt my testicles twitch violently,
and my semen shot out. Just then, the younger sister sucked hard, and with the pressure, it all came out into her mouth.

The doorknob turned slightly, and I quickly stood up, turning my back to the door, pretending to be nonchalant as I walked towards
the bathroom . My wife was right behind me, unaware that my pants had been pulled down in the front, my limp penis hanging precariously
between my legs, covered in her sister's saliva and my semen, all sticky and dangling precariously. The moment I stepped into
the bathroom, I glanced back at my younger sister. She was staring at me too, her
cheeks puffed out. She tilted her head back, swallowed my semen with a gulp,
and , making sure I hadn't left any evidence before leaving. My wife was sitting where I'd been, chatting with my sister. She
said she had to work overtime again tomorrow. I asked her why she always worked on Saturdays, and she said her boss was inspecting our work, so we had to
work six days a week this month. While I complained to my boss and urged my wife to rest, I
secretly gloated—tomorrow I could sneak off to play with my little vixen again! My wife watched TV for a while, yawned a few times, went to the room
to sleep, and reminded my sister and me to take care of ourselves and not to overwork. I thought to myself, "You really care about your husband,
but when I'm tired, it's because I'm serving your vixen sister!" After her older sister went into the room and closed the door, my younger sister reached out
and pinched my thigh hard: "You stinky brother-in-law! You made me eat such disgusting stuff!" I endured the pain and let her
vent her anger before asking, "What's wrong? If you don't like it, just spit it out." She put her hand under my crotch and felt
the soft, flesh: "Spit it out where? You've taken up the bathroom, do you want me to spit it into your cup?" I
was speechless and could only comfort her, saying, "Don't be angry, semen is rich in protein, just treat it as
a supplement ." She was half-believing, half-doubting: "Really?" I said, "Of course it's true!" Actually, I don't know much about
these things. I just quoted what someone said online, who knows if it's true or not?

In any case, having just ejaculated, I couldn't "play" anymore that night. Even though
I was unwilling could only rub my younger sister's big breasts a few times and be done with it. Fortunately, her libido hadn't been awakened yet, otherwise I
really wouldn't be able to finish my homework.

It was another Saturday. My wife went to work on time, and my younger sister woke up early but just stayed in bed and wouldn't get up. I
tiptoed into her room. When she saw me, she said, "Brother-in-law, you're so energetic!" I replied,
"To serve you two sisters, I need both 'energy' and 'strength'." She chuckled.
"Brother-in-law, I think my fertile period might be starting. I've been thinking about doing 'that' with you a lot these past few days. Do you think I'm a bad woman?"

I said, "You're in your twenties. It's abnormal if you don't want to do 'that'." After saying that, I pounced on her, lifted
the blanket , and saw that she was only wearing a small pair of panties. I teased her, "You dressed like that, are you ready
to welcome your brother-in-law's big cock?" She said, "No, I always sleep like that." I already knew that.
I had spied on her when she first came. She did like to sleep naked. I just said, "So you've always been ready to be penetrated by
men right?" The younger sister said, "Go away, you're being indecent." I said, "Don't you like me? I
've always been indecent." The younger sister was held down by me and didn't struggle. She just said in a mosquito-like voice, "Brother-in-
law, I want to try what an orgasm feels like." I recalled the last time we made love. My orgasm came earlier. Since she
had no sexual experience, it was expected that she wouldn't be able to enjoy an orgasm. I said, "Okay, this time I'll make you feel good."

The younger sister obediently lay down and stopped talking. I pulled the covers up, slipped into bed, and cupped her right breast in my left hand
, flicking my index finger rapidly at the
nipple
. At the same time, I took her left breast into my mouth, sucking and licking it, making her writhe like a snake: "Oh, it tickles, brother-in-law… mmm… it tickles, but I love it." My right hand wasn't idle either, exploring downwards, kneading her vulva through her panties. She raised her chin,
making soft moaning sounds, and unconsciously lifted her buttocks, suspending her vulva and offering it directly to my hand. Her large breasts
were soft yet firm, standing proudly even when lying down, trembling in waves when I stimulated them. Her vulva was no
less impressive; perhaps it was naturally different from her sister's. Her sister needed a while to become wet, but
with just a touch of my vulva and a few gentle teasing, her clitoris would become wet. As I was working on her, she said, "
Brother-in-law , do you know that last night when I was with your little brother, I was already soaking wet down there, but I couldn't get it,
which made me sleep all night." I continued, asking, "Can't you comfort yourself?" She countered,
"How? I really don't know. Before, I could just touch my clitoris a few times and I'd be calm, but last night
nothing worked, and it just got worse." I said, "Of course, your sister has tasted a real penis, so how
could she be easily satisfied with just a massage like this?" She laughed breathlessly, "It's all your fault, you spoiled my sister." I
used a feigned retreat, suddenly letting her go, "Fine, I won't do it anymore." She quickly hugged me, "Don't go, people..."
"It's so comfortable at home." I stripped myself naked, then took off her wet panties, laid her flat, knelt between her
legs , lifted her knees with both hands, and pressed down slightly, thus spreading her legs apart,
exposing her private parts to me. I moved my hips, finding the best angle, and my big penis first touched her anus
. She cried out, "Not there! No! Higher!" I raised my hips a little higher, found her vulva, and
slowly but powerfully lowered myself, the head of my penis spreading open the two small openings, entering her body. This was my second time making love, and
her secret passage was very tight. This time I was prepared, my penis thick, long, hard, and hot. Even though she had plenty of lubrication, I still
felt considerable pressure, even a slight pain. She gripped the pillow tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to tear it apart,
enduring the enormous force I used to spread her secret passage. My penis didn't penetrate very deeply, so I pulled back a little.
My little sister cried out, "No, I want more!" So I went back down, repeating this dozens of times until my little sister's
body gradually got used to the insertion of my penis.
Only then did I continue to probe deeper, using the nine shallow and one deep technique that makes women feel like they're in heaven to attack her. The sounds of flesh hitting flesh were incessant, accompanied by the sizzling
sounds of her vaginal fluids. At first, my younger sister covered her mouth, too afraid to make a sound. I told her, "If it feels good, just moan!
Enjoy it to the fullest; that's the best kind of orgasm." She listened to me, tried to call out, but was afraid, saying, "I'm not
that kind of slutty woman." I said, "You seduced your brother-in-law into bed, and you say you're not a slutty woman?"
Then I thrust my hips hard, making her open her mouth and cry out, "Ouch! You're too rough!" I encouraged her, "Yes, that's it.
Tell me how you feel; don't be shy." My younger sister moaned softly. Not satisfied, I thrust into her a few more times, and she finally
couldn't help but shout out, "Mmm!" After twenty or thirty thrusts, I felt a bit exhausted.
After all, my little sister's body was still too tight, and the resistance was much greater than that of her older sister. I said to her, "Little vixen, it's your turn to be on top.
" She said, "No, it's too embarrassing." Without saying anything more, I pulled out my penis, lay down on the bed,
and said, "Want it or not?" My little sister looked at my erect penis, hesitated for a few seconds, climbed on
top of , and still stubbornly said, "You're so annoying." I thrust my hips forward, and she instinctively put her hands under her crotch, held my penis
, aimed the glans at her vulva, and slowly sat down, her beautiful vagina taking my penis in. I looked up and saw her two large, fleshy
mounds swaying in front of me. The sight of her surging breasts made my penis swell even more, stretching her already
tight vagina even more. Her two red nipples rolled incessantly, and I held one in each hand, pinching them between
my fingers, sometimes flicking, sometimes teasing, sometimes tugging at them, while my palms pressed against her large, elastic breasts,
truly captivating. My younger sister was moving up and down and swaying from side to side, her breathing becoming more and more rapid. She involuntarily
raised her chin, fully experiencing the feeling of being stretched open by her brother-in-law's penis. I felt her vaginal opening twitching and
contracting , knowing she was about to climax. I deliberately said, "Aren't you excited? Don't hold back, let yourself fly."

The little sister may have lost consciousness, her body leaning back, her hands that were supporting her chest now supporting her on
the bed behind her, her knees tightly clamping my ribs, her buttocks rising and falling wildly, her beautiful vagina rapidly and powerfully manipulating
my penis. From my angle, I could watch without any obstruction the
scene of my penis going in and out of her beautiful vagina, pulling out countless white foams, and the raindrops hitting my glans were undoubtedly from the impact of her cervix.
My younger sister cried out, "Brother-in-law, my lower body feels so uncomfortable, like it's on fire." I was incredibly excited myself, and
I thrust into her a few times. "Go ahead and burn, let go of yourself." My younger sister hummed in response, her buttocks meeting the onslaught of my penis,
her beautiful hole plunging down hard. With the last thrust, her whole body shuddered, tensing up as if having a cramp, and then she squeezed
me tightly, her beautiful hole contracting repeatedly, and she cried out, "Ah..." I also reached my climax, holding her
buttocks, letting her beautiful hole and my penis make the deepest and most intimate contact, and roared, "I'm coming too!" My glans throbbed a few times inside
her , and my semen gushed out, bursting straight into her cervix.

After the climax subsided, my younger sister, whether unwilling or unable to get up, shifted to a prone position and said,
"Brother-in-law, was that an climax? I'm so happy." I patted her buttocks: "
There will be ." She asked, "What if my sister finds out?" I said, "We'll just keep it a secret
." We chatted for a while, and my penis slowly softened, sliding out of her vagina with a hissing sound.
The air forced out a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, which sprayed out and landed all over me. Seeing this, my younger sister laughed and
grabbed some tissues from the bedside table to wipe me clean.

After breakfast, we both felt a bit stronger. Seeing how comfortable my younger sister had looked earlier, I suggested we both
be naked and face each other in the house. She refused, saying, "Brother-in-law, don't go too far. We
've already gone beyond a normal relationship." I gave her the loose-fitting midi dress, not letting her wear underwear or
a bra, and watched her tremble as she did housework from the sofa. I imagined her
beautiful body climaxing under my touch, and this kind of fantasy had a strange kind of pleasure, making me
even more aroused.

Around noon, I couldn't hold back anymore. Seeing my younger sister busy in the kitchen, I quietly went over, grabbed her, and pinned her
against the wall, pulling her skirt up behind her back, revealing her white, tender buttocks. The battlefield from our morning's intense encounter had been
cleaned, but there were still some red marks. No wonder, who told me to be so rough? My little sister knew what I wanted to do, of course,
but she wasn't in the mood yet and wasn't too willing to do it with me again right away. She shook her head, wanting to say no. I
covered her mouth from behind with my left hand, and rubbed her breasts a few times with my right hand, stirring up a "wave of breasts." Then I pulled down my pants
and slapped my penis against her buttocks, creating waves—a real "butt wave."
I bent down slightly and inserted my penis into my little sister's beautiful hole from behind: "Ah, you little vixen, your brother-in-law is here to fuck you again. Are you
satisfied ?" My little sister didn't answer, but just pressed her forehead against the wall, silently accepting my assault. I didn't
think too much about it . I gripped her slender yet voluptuous waist with both hands, moving her hips left and right, back and forth,
thrusting my penis in and out with large, sweeping motions. My lower abdomen bumped against her beautiful buttocks, the plump waves rising and falling up her waist before disappearing.
My penis appeared and disappeared between her buttocks, making slapping sounds. More white, lustful fluid increased, some even dripping to
the floor . Beads of sweat appeared on her back. I pulled her skirt up higher, but she, without hesitation,
pulled it all the way down and tossed it onto the sofa in the living room. I didn't hold back either, moving my hands from her waist to her chest.
I held her large breasts firmly in my hands. I loved that little vixen's breasts so much—big, firm, and bouncy,
they were perfect! She was very satisfied with the onslaught of my penis. Although she didn't say it, her constantly thrusting back with her
buttocks completely betrayed her. Whenever I slowed down, she would eagerly explore my penis with her buttocks,
as if she wouldn't be happy until she swallowed it completely. I had just ejaculated once that morning, so I didn't orgasm and ejaculate easily.
This time I fucked her in the kitchen for a full fifteen minutes without feeling like I was going to ejaculate. She was exhausted, her legs were weak, and she said,
"Brother-in-law, I can't stand anymore." I put her on the ground, her beautiful legs on my shoulders. I was a head taller than her, so
when I leaned forward, her vagina formed an angle perfectly aligned with my penis. This position allowed me to penetrate as deeply as possible.
I could not only reach her cervix, but I could even push her cervix even deeper: "How is it? Isn't it
deep?" She couldn't speak, she could only nod in response. I could feel it too; in this position, her legs
amplified the already tightness of her vagina. My excitement was unbelievable, even to myself. Even at our
most intimate moments with my wife, we only did it twice a day at most, and never to the point of going so far as to do it again at noon after morning, or just lifting her
clothes and penetrating her in the kitchen—that was unimaginable. Was this
the thrill of forbidden sex between brother-in-law and sister-in-law? It didn't matter anymore, because I was being squeezed so tightly
by this little vixen I was about to burst. I subconsciously counted down: five! four! three! two!… At that crucial moment, the door lock clicked, and all my focus shifted to… I thought, "Let's just finish first!"
He roared, "I've ejaculated!" He pinned the little vixen down, his penis
thrusting the core of her beautiful vagina, his glans wide open, and his semen shot into his sister-in-law's uterus once more.

The wife, seeing her younger sister's skirt thrown on the sofa, was confused. Hearing the shouts from the kitchen, she rushed over and
froze, stammering, "Husband...sister...you..."

Thank you for posting such a great thread! I just finished reading it, and I immediately felt that the author had a real-life feel to it. The writing was very realistic, almost like a condensed version of a true story. It's like the author has captured the entire process of a couple's relationship from meeting to falling in love in one article. The development of the protagonists' feelings felt unusually fast. It's like a TV series that can spend three or four episodes describing a scene, while a movie can only express it in three or four minutes. That's why the author's writing is so realistic.
The author wrote a particularly well-written and logically sound section about the sister-in-law taking a shower at home with the water heater, which later broke down, and her brother-in-law fixing it. The whole sequence of events had a clear cause and effect, and the description was quite detailed. First, the author saw pubic hair, then the breasts stuck to the glass. The reason was that the water heater temperature had been forgotten to be set – something that could actually happen in daily life. So, a special thank you to the author for this beautiful writing! The author's writing is truly vivid! The author delves deeper into the theme step by step! The author has clearly put a lot of effort into exploring the details layer by layer! A great piece of work! It's often said that a sister-in-law's buttocks are half her brother-in-law's, so it seems this sister-in-law is practically his. The ending is a bit interesting; I guess the author wants them to have a threesome! The author's writing is truly vivid! The author delves deeper into the theme step by step! The author has clearly put a lot of effort into exploring the details layer by layer! A great piece of work! This is excellent. When you describe things in detail to a certain degree, you create a sense of immersion! The plot is cleverly designed, leaving no loopholes, and the development between the brother-in-law and sister-in-law is quite natural. Is a sister-in-law always half of her brother-in-law's butt? With the author's detailed descriptions, I personally feel it's a pretty good article. The author's writing is excellent; it made me feel like I was there. Thank you!
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This article is very detailed in its plot and very well described, making the reader feel like they are there. Thank you for the article.

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