The three women in my life: my mother, my older sister, and my younger sister.

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The Three Women in My Life: My Mother, My Sister, and My Younger Sister

Author: cfifi
Word Count: 27700

"Ah...ah...son...slow down, Mom can't take it...um..."

"It feels so good, Mom, you're so tight inside, I'm going to cum!"

"Cum...um...um...ah..."

I used all my strength to thrust my penis deep inside, ejaculating freely, then collapsed onto my mother,
resting my head on her full breasts, and fell peacefully asleep. The woman

panting beneath me wasn't my biological mother, but my stepmother. When I was 12,
my father married my mother. My mother was also remarried, with a daughter who was 18. My mother was only 36. She told me that
her daughter was born to her boyfriend at the time; after she became pregnant, he left her, and my mother couldn't bear to abort, becoming
a young single mother. My mother's family was well-off; my maternal grandfather was a businessman. My mother's marriage to my father
was merely a business marriage. A year later, my parents had another daughter. My parents
never really had , and now that they didn't have a son, my father became even more distant from my mother. Later still,
after my father acquired my mother's family business, he treated my mother, my older sister, and my younger sister poorly. Actually, my father wasn't
kind to me either, because my mother passed away after giving birth to me, so he was lukewarm towards me as well. As I grew up,
I think my father transformed his love for my mother into hatred and vented it on me. Perhaps because of this,
I have a very good relationship with my mother, older sister, and younger sister; we're like a real family. My mother and older sister take good care of me, and
my younger sister loves playing with me. Only my father seems like an outsider.

The first time I saw my mother, she didn't look 36 years old. She had a cute bob haircut, big eyes, and
full, sensual lips. If she were standing on a university campus, she could easily pass for a student. A year later, my mother
gave birth to my younger sister. After several years of breastfeeding, although she was no longer as young and attractive, she still retained her charm, exuding
a mature woman's allure. With full breasts and a curvaceous figure, at 165cm tall, she wasn't overweight at all; she was shapely and
curvaceous , like a delicious dish.

The first time I saw a real, naked woman was my mother. I was 16 years old then, in the midst of
puberty , and I can never forget that beautiful body. That day, it was just my mother and me; my three-year-old sister was home.
I was playing with her while my mother was taking a bath. Suddenly, I heard a scream from the bathroom. I ran to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Auntie?" No response. I kept knocking.

"Auntie? Auntie? Are you alright?"

I felt something was wrong, so I kicked the door open and saw my mother lying on the floor. I quickly helped her up, but
she still didn't wake up. I carried her out of the bathroom and put her on the bed. I looked at her head; there were no bleeding
wounds . I patted her face, but she still didn't respond. At this moment, my younger sister said from the side,

"Mom's naked, shame on her, shame on her!"

Only then did I realize that my mother's body was naked, her hair was wet, and her body was covered in water droplets. She was so beautiful.

I froze, forgetting that my mother had fainted. I was only focused on admiring her naked body. Her breasts were large,
no longer firm, rounded and parted to the sides, with large, long, brown nipples. Between her legs was dark hair,
not much, but thick and dense. I covered my mother with the blanket, and as I did so, I couldn't resist a wicked thought. While covering her, I casually pressed my hand against
her So soft, so comfortable. My penis immediately became hard. After covering her with the blanket for a while, my mother woke up,
her eyes half-open, and said,

"It hurts..."

"Did you fall?" I asked.

"Ugh, I fell and hit my head, it hurts so much!"

"Where? Let me take a look."

I looked at where my mom was pointing; there was no wound, just a small bump. I said,

"It's nothing, just a little bump. Lie down and rest for a bit, let's see what's going on. If it gets worse, I'll take you to
the hospital."

"Okay, I'll lie down for a bit and play with my little sister for a while."

I played with my sister until we were tired, then fell asleep on the sofa. When I woke up, it was already dark. I saw my mom
dressed and cooking in the kitchen. I went over and said,

"Auntie, are you alright?"

"Ah? I'm fine now. It still hurts a little when I press on it, but it should be okay. Time to eat... Call
my sister..."

When my mom and I made eye contact, I felt she seemed a little awkward, a little shy, a little embarrassed.
I thought it must be because I had seen her naked. I felt embarrassed too,
and didn't . My darn little sister said during dinner,

"Mom, you weren't wearing any clothes just now, and your brother saw you."

Mom blushed, glanced at me, and said to my sister, "Because Mom fell while taking a shower, and your brother
had to save her. Don't say that again, okay?"

"Then why did your brother stare for so long?" I wanted to disappear into thin air...

"Because...because...your brother had to find a way to save Mom."

I finished dinner feeling incredibly embarrassed and uncomfortable. I went back to my room and hid early.

After my sister went to sleep that night, my dad, who hadn't been home for a long time, actually came back. After a brief greeting,
I eavesdropped on what my dad and mom were saying in my room. They were talking too softly to hear clearly, but it wasn't a pleasant conversation.
Finally I heard my mom yell,

"Get out!"

followed by a loud slam of the door. I opened the door a crack and saw my mom sitting on the sofa,
touching the spot on her head where she had fallen. I quietly went out and said,

"Auntie, are you alright? Does your head hurt a lot?"

"I'm fine, it doesn't hurt much." My mom's eyes were glistening with tears.

"Let me give you a massage," I said, sitting down next to my mother and massaging her head. After a while, I massaged
her shoulders, saying,

"Auntie, I'm sorry, Daddy wasn't good to you." "

Silly child, it has nothing to do with you," my mother smiled.

As I massaged, I thought of my mother's alluring naked body, and my penis became hard again. I started massaging my mother...
I was lost in thought again, and without thinking, I hugged my mother from behind, grabbing her
breasts . My mother was startled and tried to pull away, but I held on tightly, saying,

"Mom..."

This was the first time I had ever called my stepmother "Mom." Hearing this, my mother stopped struggling; it was the first time in all these years that she
had heard me call her "Mom." Whether moved by me or pitying me, a child who had never met her biological mother,
she silently let me hold her breasts. I gently kneaded them, my penis unbearably hard, and I began to breathe heavily;
my mother's breathing also became rapid. Although I had read erotic novels and watched pornographic films, I had no idea
how to do it , nor did I dare; after all, she was my mother. Finally, my mother pulled away, leaving me with the words, "Never
do this again," before running back to her room. That night, I masturbated three times. Finally, I fell asleep naked from the waist down.

For the next few days, my mother and I were both very awkward, and I started masturbating frequently. Until that
night , I woke up in the middle of the night, my penis hard again, and I habitually started masturbating again. Suddenly I heard
a sound . I immediately pulled the blanket over my lower body and lay down on my side. The door opened. Someone sat down beside my bed, tucked
me in, but didn't leave. I knew it was Mom. She just came to check if I was rubbing against the blanket. Then
Mom lifted the blanket, and my bare, erect penis was exposed to her. I was nervous and scared.

Mom gently pushed me flat, my penis pointing high at the ceiling. Mom actually stroked my
penis ! What was Mom trying to do?! The thing I imagined didn't happen. Mom covered herself with the blanket again, got up, and left. I was overcome with
lust. I threw off the blanket, jumped off the bed, grabbed Mom, and pulled her back onto the bed. I pressed down on her,
my hard penis against her crotch. Mom was startled and resisted, trying to speak. I opened my mouth and kissed her full lips.
She could only moan and groan, unable to speak. I pressed down on Mom's hands with both of mine, preventing her from pushing me away.
I pressed my lower
and I had to thank the girl who taught me. My mother's full lips were in my mouth, my tongue licking them
, sucking her sweet saliva. My mother gradually stopped struggling, her tightly closed teeth parted, and
I was greeted by her hot, fiery tongue. We kissed passionately for a long time. I released my mother's mouth,
and she said,

"Son, this is not right. Auntie is already 40 years old. I'm old. I am... I am your mother.
This is... incest."

"Mom, but I feel terrible... I love you. You're not old. You're beautiful, so beautiful."

As I said this, I kissed her again. My hand reached inside my mother's nightgown, groping, and touched her
large breasts . I pushed the bra aside and finally touched a woman's breasts with my own hands. I kneaded them forcefully. My mother had already closed her eyes,
letting me do whatever I wanted with her body. I took off my mother's clothes and pants, and then I stripped naked myself. Then,
I didn't know what to do... My mother unhooked her bra, spread her legs, and pried open her mysterious,
beautiful vulva, gesturing for me to insert it. I stood there, poking, but I couldn't get it in. Then my mother guided
my penis to the entrance, saying,

"Forward...yes...a little more force, forward...yes, it's in a little, push it in hard."

My glans was already inside. I followed my mother's instructions and thrust hard, with
all might. I heard my mother scream,

"Ah! You...too hard...it hurts..."

The feeling was so wonderful. My penis was enveloped, warm, soft, and slippery. Words
can't describe it. Just that one moment made me feel like I was dying of pleasure. I clumsily wiggled my hips, gently twitching, and
after only a dozen or so thrusts, I ejaculated. The moment I ejaculated, my whole body trembled, and I collapsed beside my mother. She gently hugged me and
said,

"Son, you gave your first time to your mother, a 40-year-old woman. You're only 16. Do you regret it?"

"No regrets… Mom, I really love you… I loved you from the first time I saw you. You…

…will you be my wife someday?"

"Silly child, you'll regret it later." My mother laughed.

I didn't regret it. Years later, that night was still a sweet memory for me.

From that day on, I started having sex with my mother frequently. My semen and my mother's vaginal fluids were left in the bathroom, the living room, the dining table,
in front of , and under my parents' wedding photo. My mother told me that
since she became pregnant with my sister, my father hadn't touched her, and she hadn't had sex for three years. Women in their thirties
are like wolves, in their forties like tigers. My mother had endured so much suffering for so many years. That night, she was masturbating, just happened
to see it , and wanted to feel the long-lost penis. I never expected to do it. While happy, I also felt worried and scared.
Although she wasn't my biological mother, I'd always treated her like a son, and the age difference was so great, it was hard to accept at first. Besides,
my mother was my younger sister's mother. Making love with my mother was a pleasure, even though I'd only ever made love with her
. Her mature body exuded maternal instincts and a sexy allure. My mother's beautiful vagina would grip my penis tightly, making me
feel very comfortable, like a small hand holding it. This wonderful time didn't end until I went to university.

During the summer vacation of my 18th year, my older sister came home from university and bought me a cell phone and two pairs of
underwear . I'd always had my mother buy me underwear, so I felt shy about my sister buying me underwear. My sister
said,

"Does it fit? You seem to have grown taller and bigger since I last saw you."

"It should fit."

"Should? Go try it on and let me see if it fits."

"It's not good..."

"What's wrong with it? Hurry up."

"No, I won't do it."

"Stop it, your little brother has grown up." My mother came to my rescue.

"Your little brother's all grown up? Hahaha. Oh right, I'd completely forgotten about that." My sister grinned mischievously.

"How can you be so indecent?" Mom pretended to be angry.

Every year during the holidays, whenever my sister came home, Mom and I would go a long time without making love. Mom didn't dare
go out to a hotel, afraid of being found out. So I had to endure it during the holidays. But this year,
something .

This year, my sister graduated and started an internship at Dad's company. My sister has grown into a graceful and beautiful young woman.
My sister is elegant, inheriting her mother's beautiful face, but with a different kind of figure—tall and slender,
though with a fuller bust and buttocks, a D-cup. Because of her beauty, her father often takes her with him
to various events, making him feel very proud. One day, I saw my sister in front of a hotel, dressed very
sexily . I asked her,

"What are you doing here?"

"Meeting a client with Dad." "Why are you here?"

"I'm meeting a friend."

"Girlfriend? Ah! You're here to book a room?!"

"A guy...no room...why are you shouting so loudly?"

"Hmph, if you do anything naughty, tell me."

"Don't do anything naughty, my friend works at this hotel."

"I don't care what you do." "I'm leaving, bye."

"Bye."

That night, I had a bad feeling. Sure enough, my friend called me, saying my sister was drunk and being supported by
several men who had booked a room. Upon hearing this, I immediately rushed out of the house. I asked my friend
to try and stall her. With my friend's help, by the time I arrived at the hotel, my sister had been in the room for over ten minutes. My friend
led me to the room door, and I kicked it open. A shirtless man opened the door, and my eyes
blazed with fury. I kicked him to the ground and rushed in. Three men were standing by the bed, and my sister was lying on it, covered by
a blanket . Four men tried to stop me, but my friend and I tackled them one by one
. Another man came out of the bathroom, saw the scene, and ran away. Looking at my sister sleeping soundly, my heart ached. Her clothes were scattered on the floor.
I didn't dare lift the blanket; I was afraid of what might happen. I slowly lifted the blanket; my sister was completely naked.

I immediately wrapped her in the blanket and left the room. I didn't dare take her home, so I took her to another hotel
and booked a room. I put my sister on the bed, my mind a mess, and I cried. Had my sister suffered… I hoped
not… Finally, I fell asleep on the other bed.

*Thud!*

In the middle of the night, I was slapped and woke up with a start! I saw my sister clutching the blanket wrapped around her with one hand, raising
the other to slap me again. I grabbed her hand and shouted,

"Why are you hitting me?!"

"How did you get here! How come I'm not wearing any clothes! What did you do to me?!"

"Don't you remember what you did today? Who did you drink with?!"

I told my sister everything, but she was completely dazed; she was drunk and didn't remember anything
. I said,

"You...you weren't...done anything..."

"I don't remember..."

"You don't know if you were done to or not! You felt something! " "I didn't feel

anything...I don't remember..." "

You...feel it..."

"You...you turn around!" My sister sat on the opposite bed. I turned around and lay face down.

"..."

"What's going on?!"

"Um... um... wet..."

"Smell it... what does it smell like..."

My sister kicked me in the butt from behind and said,

"You... you smell bad."

"How do you smell bad? Is it your own smell or the smell of semen?!" I asked anxiously, turning around.

"I can't smell it... it's been so long." My sister was almost crying. Her eyes were glistening with tears.

"You... you... let me smell it..."

"You..." My sister raised her hand to hit me again.

"Don't hit me, be serious!"

My sister reached under the covers, touched under her arm, and brought her hand over. I put my nose close and smelled carefully.

I said,

"It smells like your own... but it also smells like semen..."

"..." My sister burst into tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry, or... let me see..."

My sister was in tears, kicking me and hitting me again. I said,

"If you don't want to show me, then call the police, okay..."

My sister thought for a while, stopped crying, and said,

"You, you can see..."

"Then lie down..."

"You..." My sister reluctantly lay down, and I pulled back the blanket, exposing her private parts to my eyes.

I spread my sister's legs apart, and her vulva was almost identical to my mother's, with pubic hair clustered in the middle.

I observed that the pubic hair was clean, and the vulva was also clean, without redness, unlike after sex.
After having sex with my mother, her vulva would be red and a little swollen. I laughed and got up, saying,

"Sis, you weren't raped."

My sister got up and hugged me, crying again, saying,

"You scared me to death! Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

As my sister got up, the blanket fell off, and now I was hugging my naked sister. I said,

"Sis, you're not wearing any clothes."

"Ah!"

My sister turned me around and crawled under the covers. I said,

"Sis, I'll go back and get you some clothes. Are you okay here by yourself?

" "Sure, hurry back."

On the way back, I thought about everything that happened tonight. The first time I saw my sister's naked body, I felt
terrified. The second time I saw her naked body, she was so beautiful and charming, youthful and tender. And that tender vulva exuding a sensual scent
, my penis became hard again.

When I got home, I couldn't wait to run into my mother's room, climbed onto the bed in the dark. My mother was fast asleep, her
even breathing exuding the fragrance of a mature woman. I lifted the covers, gently took off my mother's pajamas, and
slowly pulled down her pants. She wasn't wearing underwear. By the moonlight from the window, I saw my mother's beautiful large breasts and
alluring plump buttocks. Since my mother started sleeping with me, she has been exercising and doing yoga for the past two years. Her figure is even better than
before , firmer and smoother to the touch, not at all like the body of a 42-year-old. I gently pried open my mother's...
Mom's legs... Mom groaned, still not awake. I sniffed, and the scent was the same as my sister's.
My sister's naked body flashed before my eyes again, and my penis became even harder. I stuck out my tongue and licked Mom's vulva
, teasing her clitoris. Mom woke up and said,

"You little rascal, Mom's sleeping, why are you making a fuss?"

"Mom, I want it. I can't take it anymore." I took Mom's vulva into my mouth, my tongue swirling inside.
Mom moaned softly, saying,

"Ah... um... uh... son, stop, it's dirty there, come in."

I greedily sucked, saying,

"It's not dirty, I love the taste. Mom, give me a blowjob too."

Mom rolled over and pressed me down, her buttocks facing me, grabbing my penis and taking it into her mouth. I spread her plump
labia, and delicious juices dripped into my mouth. I pressed down on Mom's buttocks, opened my mouth wide,
and ate her vulva. Stimulated, Mom quickly stroked my penis, sucking it vigorously, her tongue swirling around
the glans . I said,

"Mom...suck it out quickly, so we can last longer..."

Mom took my entire penis into her mouth, her hand caressing my testicles. I felt like I was being electrocuted, sucking Mom's
clitoris into my mouth, my tongue sweeping rapidly. Mom also increased the speed of her penis's movements in her mouth. I shouted,

"Mom, I'm coming!"

Ah...I released my plump buttocks and ejaculated freely. Mom swallowed every last drop of semen, even sucking
my penis clean. I gestured for Mom to lie down, spread her legs, placed my limp penis between her thighs,
bent down, sucked on Mom's large breasts, played with her nipples, and kissed her. I loved
Mom was so agile, like a snake darting through my mouth. I sucked on Mom's saliva, wanting to drain it dry. I
held my mother's earlobe in my mouth, gently biting and licking it. She let out a shy moan and kissed my beloved neck.
Her neck was long and slender; just looking at it made me hard. My mother's large breasts took on various shapes in my hands. Her
breathing quickened, and my penis hardened. I bit her nipple, and she cried out,

"Ah...you...you always bite like this, one day you'll break it."

"Do you like this, Mom? I know you like it, isn't it pleasurable?"

"Yes...son, you're too good at tormenting people...it's all my fault for corrupting you..."

"I only love tormenting Mom."

Taking advantage of my mother's inattention, I aimed at her beautiful opening and thrust in all the way. Mom tried to back away, but I chased after her and
thrust again. She had retreated to the headboard, with nowhere to go. I said,

"Don't run, the more you run, the harder you'll push."

"I'm going to make you push harder, come on, son, fuck Mom, move... ah... ah... ah..."

Provoked by Mom's words, I thrust harder. Mom's vagina was like a small hand; if I
squeezed , my penis would be squeezed out if I didn't. This feeling made it easy to ejaculate. I said,

"Mom... relax, let your son thrust a few more times. Ah..."

"No... ah... um... relax, you're thrusting too fast... Mom can't take it... um..."

My hands squeezed Mom's breasts hard, biting and pulling her nipples. Mom cried out in pain:

"Ah! Okay, okay... Mom let go, don't pull, it hurts... ah... um... uh..."

Mom's vagina loosened, there was no resistance, and I thrust in and out quickly and freely. It felt so good, smooth and tender.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

"Mommy, keep it down, don't wake up my sister..."

"Mommy."

My mom and I jumped back, pulling the blanket over ourselves. It was my sister...

"Mommy, what are you and brother doing?" my sister asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Ah...brother is giving Mommy a massage..."

"Yes, brother is giving Mommy a massage."

"Then why aren't you wearing clothes? Shame on you, shame on you." My sister climbed onto the bed and burrowed under the covers.

"Because, because this massage feels more comfortable."

I covered my penis with a pillow, got off the bed, and said,

"Mommy, I'm leaving, going to sleep. We can massage again tomorrow."

"Okay...go to sleep, my good daughter, sleep with Mommy..."

"Okay, Mommy, give me a massage."

"..."

"..."

Oh my god, my sister saw us. Luckily, she's only 5 years old. I hope she won't remember. My penis is still
erect. It's so uncomfortable. Mommy must have felt uncomfortable too, stopping just as she was getting into it.

I went to my sister's room to find her some clothes. I grabbed a set of underwear, jeans, a t-shirt, and a pair of shoes,
and went to the hotel. When I got there, it was already dawn. I gave the clothes to my sister, and she wrapped herself in a blanket and went into the bathroom to change.

I was still caught up in the passion with my mother, my penis throbbing against my pants, incredibly uncomfortable. My sister came out of
the bathroom , dressed, and kicked me again, saying,

"You brat!"

"What? What did I do now?"

"You…you little rascal!"

I thought my sister was just
ashamed taking it out on me. But…when I learned the truth, my blood boiled.

My sister told me in detail what happened before she got drunk. She had arranged to meet my father at the hotel to entertain clients,
but he said he had something to do and would be late, asking my sister to handle things first. The five men took turns toasting my sister, and after several rounds,
she was completely drunk and couldn't remember anything after that. My father never showed up. I suspected that
Dad was trying to exploit my sister's beauty, setting a trap to turn her into a sex tool for his clients. I told my sister not to
work at Dad's company anymore. He doesn't treat you like a daughter at all. Because of this special
concern , a thought suddenly popped into my head: what if my sister and Dad were also...? I couldn't imagine it. Although
Mom and I were so shameful,
I . I cautiously asked,

"Sis...you and Dad..."

"Dad and what?" My sister looked at me with a puzzled expression.

"It's just...you and Dad are just father and daughter, right?"

"What did you say? What do you mean?"

"I mean... hey, it's okay."

"You little rascal!" My sister suddenly understood what I meant and punched me a few more times. She said,

"How could you think like that! Do you think I need to survive like this? Dad was behind this today,
do you think I did it willingly? Do you think I'm a prostitute?" My sister yelled and started crying.

"No, it's not like that, I was worried about you, sis, don't cry, oh, I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

I couldn't help but hug my sister and comfort her. My sister hugged me back as she cried. Suddenly, I
felt my penis shamelessly hard again, pitching a tent. I quickly arched my butt back, not daring to let my penis touch
my sister. I said,

"Sis, I was just worried about you, don't be angry."

"Don't tell anyone about what happened today, including you..."

"What?" I looked at my sister, completely confused.

"You...you're pretending to be stupid? Including you seeing my body."

"So what? Aren't all women the same?"

My sister pushed me down onto the bed and said,

"You brat..."

She stopped talking, her eyes fixed on my genitals, her face flushed, and she kicked me again, saying,

"You...you're going to be the death of me!"

Only then did I notice the little tent my penis was making, lying on the bed, so obvious. I quickly sat up and said,

"Ah, okay, okay, I won't say anything, I won't say anything."

The next day, I went to my father's company to confront him. I didn't tell my sister about it. I stormed into
his office and questioned him:

"Dad, how could you do this!"

"What?" My father was organizing his documents, ignoring me.

I slammed my hand on the table and said,

"What were you planning to do to my sister last night?!"

"You're too young, you don't understand. I'm busy right now, go home."

I was furious. I grabbed my father's collar and said,

"I don't care what you do with other women, but you can't do what you do to my sister! If you try anything with her again, I
won't let you get away with it!"

"You bastard! You eat my food, use my things, I support you, and you talk to me like that?" My father
shoved me away.

"Don't forget what I said." I walked out of the office. I vowed to myself that I would one day
take over my father's business and make him pay the price.

A year later, I went to university in another province. During my four years at university, I worked hard to improve myself, made all sorts of
friends, and broadened my horizons. In my senior year, with money from my mother and my sister helping me
manage the business, we started a foreign trade company. At first, it was just a small operation. But later, it became a force to be reckoned with.

Since I was 16, I've never had a girlfriend. Before 16, I only
had a silly, innocent relationship with one girl, and we kissed. Perhaps because of my mother, who satisfied my passionate desires during puberty, I
never even thought about pursuing girls. In my second year of university, my mother told me I needed to find a girlfriend and couldn't continue like
this. She said, "Mom will get old, but I'm still young." To encourage me to find a girlfriend, my mother forbade
me from having sex with her during the summer break of my second year. Although we sometimes couldn't resist, I
didn't have sex with my mother more than 10 times throughout my entire university years. Even after abstinence, I still didn't want to find a girlfriend. Until that day, when I
reunited , the long-lost feeling of love rekindled.

My first love's name was Rong, a petite girl, the same age as me. She was only 155cm tall, but
her proportions were very pleasing; a delicate little beauty, while I was already close to 180cm tall. Our reunion
was on a summer day during my junior year of college. I saw Rong on campus. She was wearing a bohemian-style knee-length skirt with
a large black floral pattern, a white low-cut top that subtly revealed her white bra, and her cleavage was beautifully peeked out
from the neckline. Her long hair flowed freely. She was mature, intellectual, yet still youthful and adorable. If I had known you
would become this beautiful, I wouldn't have broken up with you back then. At first, I didn't recognize Rong. Rong called out to me first. I
was surprised; I was wearing slippers, soccer shorts, and a smelly t-shirt from playing soccer. A typical loser. Rong said,

"What? Don't you recognize me?" "

I recognize you, but I'm too shy to call out."

"Why are you too shy?" Rong smiled.

"I remember you weren't this pretty. You're so beautiful now, I'm afraid to say I know you."

"After all this time, you're still so glib and irresponsible." Rong blushed, looking incredibly alluring.

"Haha, I'm just telling the truth."

"What, aren't you going to buy me a drink?"

"Sure, but I'm going back to my dorm to shower first, I smell awful."

We exchanged phone numbers, and then I went back to shower.

While showering, my penis involuntarily became erect. I masturbated, thinking, "Poor thing, I wonder if I'll have a chance to satisfy you
tonight ." I fantasized about my innocent French kiss with Rong back then, mentally undressing her and
masturbating.

"What are you doing here?" Rong and I were sitting on a bench on campus, drinking milk tea.

"I came to visit a classmate, but they were out, so I just wandered around."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Yes." My heart sank; it was hopeless.

"But you're breaking up soon." There's hope!

「为什么啊？」

「没什么，就是没感觉了呗。那你当年为什么要和我分手。」

「啊……因为太有感觉了，怕付不起责任，所以选择放弃你，让你寻找更好
的归宿" 」

「你还是那么欠揍。满嘴不正经。你呢，有女朋友吗？」

「没有，正宗屌丝，没人看得上" 」

「瞎说，我看是你看不上人家。」

「我要是知道你现在会这么漂亮，我当初就不和你分手了。」

榕羞涩的笑了，忽然又怒道：

「你是觉得我不好看才分手的吗？」

「不是，是，是因为，我当时觉得我们都小，可能坚持不到结婚吧，我就放
弃了。我知道这样有点幼稚，不过当时我真是这么想的，我想和你结婚，显然不
太可能，于是我选择把我们的爱情扼杀在萌芽里。」

"You really think that? You're so cruel. You have no idea how much I liked you back then," Rong said after thinking for a moment.

"Yeah, that's right, I'm cruel, don't fall in love with me."

We looked at each other in silence, Rong smiled, and I smiled too.

After dinner that night, we drank some alcohol, and Rong was a little tipsy. Before I could even suggest taking her to a brothel, Rong
suddenly suggested going to a hotel instead, saying she didn't want to go back. Back in the room, fueled by the alcohol, Rong opened up
and told me all about her unhappiness with her boyfriend, burying her face in her hands and crying. I comforted her, and before long, we were embracing.

We're both grown up, and it was obvious what going to a hotel meant. I didn't hold back either, slowly
stroking her I tugged at
the straps of her bra, took off her top, and a pair of small, white breasts popped out. They weren't very big, fitting Rong's figure perfectly.
Her young breasts seemed full of vitality, firm and firm, quite shapely. Even without the bra's restraint, there was still a faint
cleavage Her small nipples were pink—such a beautiful pair of white breasts. I gently stroked them and said,

"Is it okay?"

Rong blushed and said angrily,

"You've already taken your clothes off, touched them, and you still ask this? You're doing this on purpose... Humph..."

"No, I'm asking if we can have sex. What if you just let me touch you and won't do it, or you're on
your period and can't do it? There are many situations."

"You... why are you so long-winded! I'm not in the mood anymore. Humph."

"Not in the mood? Then let's not do it. Let's go to sleep. I played a game of soccer this afternoon, I'm exhausted." Saying this, I
lay down pretended to sleep.

"You bastard! I hate you, I hate you!"

I pulled Rong into my arms, licking and biting her ear, saying,

"You said you didn't want to, but now you hate me. Do you want it or not?"

"Ah... um... I... you're so annoying..."

I licked her earlobe, teasing it, and grabbed Rong's little breasts with both hands. They were so firm and bouncy, though
the nipples were a bit small. I like big nipples, they're easier to bite and taste better. I gently kneaded her nipples with two fingers, saying,

"Do you want it or not? Hmm?"

"Um... oh... ah... I... I want it..."

"Want what? Touch it? Kiss it? Or something else?"

I lowered my head and took her nipple into my mouth, my tongue slowly sweeping over it, waiting for Rong's answer.

"I... I... ah... I want it all, I want... I want to make love..."

I finally got to hear that. Others like to half-heartedly resist girls, but I prefer to stimulate girls
while teasing their hearts with words, making them want to roam freely, which makes it easier for them to climax. I kissed her
lips , holding her tightly, my penis pressing against her lower abdomen. Rong was panting, her hands groping my back.

My hands slowly moved towards Rong's buttocks, slipping under her skirt, past her panties, kneading her buttocks. I said,

"You should have said so earlier! My penis has been hard for a while now, I can't wait any longer, I want to make love to you."

I sucked Rong's tongue into my mouth, sucking on it, smooth and tender. After a passionate kiss, Rong's face was already
burning hot , flushed red. I got up and knelt between Rong's legs, putting my head under her skirt, her black lace panties,
so sexy. I sniffed it; it smelled a bit musky, maybe because she hadn't showered. Sometimes the untouched smell is good, even more
stimulating. I started licking through her underwear, which was already wet.
As my tongue swept up and down, Rong reacted intensely. I lifted Rong's skirt, pulled down her underwear, and Rong's private parts were in front of me.
There was a large patch of pubic hair, and sparse pubic hair on her labia. Her labia were plump, a bit dark in color, not black.
I parted her labia to reveal her red vulva, glistening with vaginal fluid under the light. I took it into my mouth. Rong struggled
to get away, but I followed with a kiss, holding her two white thighs tightly to prevent her escape. My tongue swept quickly, and
Rong's upper body twisted violently, her hands pulling hard on my hair, shouting:

"Ah! Hmm... Ah... Hmm... Ugh... Don't lick, it's dirty, so dirty, no... I can't take it anymore
... Ah..."

I greedily sucked, my tongue plunging into her vagina, stirring and sucking her juices. Rong slowly got used to it, stroking
her breasts and enjoying it with her eyes closed. Suddenly, Rong trembled, her vagina contracted, her legs stiffened, and her body
curled up. She had an orgasm, she had actually come from my oral sex. I took off my clothes and pants, revealing my hard penis. I
lifted Rong's legs and placed them on my shoulders. I penetrated her. Rong was still in the throes of orgasm, her vagina tightening. I
thrust in and out forcefully, wave after wave. Rong screamed wildly:

"Ah...ah...no...I can't take it anymore, stop...I don't want it anymore...ah!ah!ah!"

"I haven't had my fill yet, let me have my fill."

"Ah!ah!no...it's too stimulating, so good...um...ah...you're going to kill me...

ah..."

I thrust vigorously, now just wanting to ejaculate the semen I'd been holding back for so long. I felt my testicles were already producing
a lot of semen, about to explode. As I thrust, I said:

"Rong, where do you want me to cum?"

"Cum...cum inside, don't stop...faster, I'm about to come again...ah...um...ah...

"

"I'm almost there too!"

I thrust into Rong's vagina forcefully and quickly, also screaming:

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum, Rong, I love you... I'm cumming..."

I felt hot semen gushing from my glans, so much of it. Rong's vagina tightened again, like a mouth,
greedily sucking my penis, sucking my semen. I collapsed, holding Rong, our naked bodies
panting, deeply savoring that wonderful moment. Rong

and I took a bath together, and Rong gave me oral sex once, her technique was so-so, not as good as my mother's. We lay
naked on the bed chatting. During our conversation, I learned that Rong had been with three men, but no one had ever given her oral sex
. I was the first man to give her that service. And she didn't have many orgasms, tonight
she had , something I'd never experienced before. I really owe it all to my good mother, who taught me so much about sex.
The longer a man lasts, the more impressive he is;
beautiful . Doing it for too long can actually be uncomfortable. Most importantly, there must be love and affection
to truly experience beautiful sex.

"How many women have you been with?"

"You're the second..."

"What? I'm the second? You're lying, right?"

"No... really... I'm so ripped off..." I pretended to be a pitiful little boy, snuggling into Rong's arms.

"It's okay, I'm here, I'll protect you."

That night we did it several more times, doing it until we fell asleep, then doing it again, over and over. My pent-up desires
were released, a night of unparalleled satisfaction. The next day, Rong went back to her school, and I was a little reluctant to leave. After Rong left,
she texted me:

"You said you loved me when we made love last night, was that true?"

It was obviously a lie. I didn't reply. I didn't know how to reply, I didn't know if I should
develop . I felt a little lost. Could I really fall in love with a woman? Maybe I loved my
mother. During my junior year, Rong and I were in a flirtatious relationship, neither of us made any promises. We would occasionally meet up for sex; maybe this
was a faint form of love. After my senior year, I started my own business and gradually neglected Rong, and slowly we stopped contacting each other.

During my senior year of college, my sister and I worked hard to start our own business. When we earned our first pot of gold, we had a celebratory dinner.

I was 22 years old, and my sister was 28. Since that incident four years ago, she hadn't
had a boyfriend and remained a single woman. After drinking, I grew bolder and asked my sister,

"Sis, you're not getting any younger. It's time to find someone to marry."

"Mind your own business! You men are all the same."

"Well... there must be some good ones, right? Try accepting one and getting to know them. No way!"
"No interest." A hint of disappointment flashed in my sister's eyes.

In the end, my sister drank too much and could barely stand. We went home, carried her to her bed,
took off her shoes, and wiped her face, neck, hands, and feet. My sister's little feet were so beautiful, each toe so tender
and smooth. I wanted to take a bite. Just as I was about to get up and leave, my sister grabbed me, saying,

"Don't go..."

I knelt by the bed, looking at my sister's flushed face. In the past few years, my sister had matured a lot. She had pressure,
unhappiness, and no man had been there to comfort her. My heart ached. I stroked
my sister 's hair and gently caressed her face, saying,

"Sleep, I poured you a glass of water by the bedside."

I got up to leave, but my sister sat up and grabbed me again, saying,

"Don't go..."

I sat on the edge of the bed, but unexpectedly, my sister hugged me, saying,

"Little brother... what should I do... I've liked you... for so long..."

I was startled and at a loss, saying,

"Sister, you're drunk."

My sister held my face and kissed me, her tongue prying open my mouth and slipping inside. My tongue touched
hers, and I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body. I pushed my sister away, saying,

"Sister, don't do this, you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk, let me hold you, don't push me away, don't leave me, okay..." My sister cried,
holding me and sobbing.

I also shed tears. My poor sister, I'm not a good brother. I slept with your mother. I don't
deserve your love. Although we're not related by blood, we both know that if word gets out, we'll never be able
to hold our heads high again, and it will have a huge impact on your life. You don't know about what happened between Mom and me.
If you did, you wouldn't be able to accept it either. My sister cried herself to sleep in my arms. I put her on
the bed and covered her with a blanket. My heart was broken.

The next day, when my sister saw me, she avoided my gaze. It seemed she still remembered what happened last night. I could only
try to avoid her eyes as much as possible. Outside of work, my sister and I could no longer chat happily like before
.

During the winter break of my senior year, the company was closed for the Lunar New Year, and my sister and I went back to our mother's house. Mom is 46 years old, but she
doesn't look particularly old. Since Mom forbade me to have sex with her when I was a sophomore, she stopped doing yoga and exercised
less. You could see that Mom had become a little fuller, or rather, a little more relaxed. But she still had a
mature maternal charm. My younger sister is 9 years old, lively and adorable.

My younger sister still loves to stick close to me, always following her brother around. She said,

"Brother, can you give Mom a massage tonight? She's always uncomfortable at night."

I was startled and quickly stopped her from continuing. I looked at Mom, who said,

"Dinner's ready. Come on, bring the dishes."

Little did I know that my older sister had noticed the brief, strange exchange between Mom and me.

That night, I couldn't sleep, tossing and turning in bed. I longed for Mom's body, her beautiful vulva, her
full lips, her amazing oral skills… I quietly slipped into Mom's room and found she wasn't asleep yet. We
embraced, but because my sister was home, we didn't dare do anything more. After my repeated insistence, Mom agreed
to go to a hotel. We went to a hotel far from home. I went in first and booked a room. After I got in, Mom
booked another room, and then I ran into Mom's room. That way, maybe no one would suspect anything, as long as
no one we knew saw us in the hotel.

Entering my mother's room, I eagerly embraced and kissed her, saying,

"Mom, I missed you so much..."

"I missed you too, son..."

Just as we were about to undress and get passionate, someone knocked on the door. I angrily shouted, "Who is it?"

"It's me!"

My mother and I were both stunned; it was my sister's voice. The burning passion instantly plummeted to freezing point. We knew that
whether we opened the door or not, the facts were undeniable, and there was no way to explain them clearly. For no apparent reason,
my mother and son had gone to a hotel together; even if they weren't doing anything, something was wrong. My mother didn't know what to do and was anxiously waiting. I was at my wit's
end too. I opened the door and saw my sister standing angrily in the doorway. I said,

"Sis, let's go home and talk about this. Don't make a scene here."

Without a word, my sister pushed me aside and rushed into the room, where she saw her mother. I closed the door, stood behind it,
and looked at the mother and daughter, feeling utterly despondent. My sister just looked at my mother without saying a word, then turned around, walked to
my side, raised her hand, and slapped me hard across the face. Tears streamed down her face. She opened the door and left, leaving behind an unknown...
My mother and I were at a loss.

That night, my mother and I had no desire to make love. We left the hotel one after the other and went home. I knocked on
my sister's door, but there was no answer. I opened the door, but my sister wasn't there. So I went out to look for my sister.
Where could she be so late? I looked at several places we used to go, but they were all closed. Just then
, the phone rang. It was my sister. I quickly answered and said,

"Sis, where are you?"

"You brat, get over here!"

It turned out that my sister was at the riverbank where she used to take me to play when we were little. I found her and saw that my sister
was crying , and the wind was blowing her long hair. She looked so pitiful. I went to her side and said,

"Sis..."

My sister looked at me and didn't say anything. She started kicking and hitting me. I stood still and let her hit me. My sister said,

"How could you do this... She's my mother!"

"I..."

I told her everything about my mother and me, without hiding anything. I said,

"Sister, maybe you can't understand, you can't accept, the mistakes I made when I was little, but Mom and I
really couldn't help ourselves,

we went deeper and deeper into this mess."

My sister was speechless for a moment, seemingly having a hard time processing what happened between Mom and me. After a long while, she said,

"I...I'm very angry, but I'm also a little happy. I don't know what's wrong with me."

"Sister, I was wrong..."

"You know...I like you, ever since that happened four years ago.
Because of our relationship, I've never dared to take that step, I never imagined you were already having an affair with Mom. You

..."

"I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"I'm happy because seeing you two like this, I feel like I could be one too, but why did you
sleep ? I'm so conflicted, so angry!" My sister said, then hugged me and started crying again.

"Don't cry, don't cry..."

"Do you love me..."

I looked into my sister's tear-filled eyes, stroked her face, and said,

"Yes..."

"Really?"

"Really. Ever since I rescued you four years ago, and fought for you for the first time, I've worried about you
constantly. I'm always thinking about you, afraid you'll be bullied, afraid Dad will scheme against you. Seeing
how hard breaks my heart. I want to protect you, I want you to have a safe home. We're both
children from broken homes. Although I'm your brother, I'm a man. I want you to live a comfortable life. I've been
working hard to start my own business because I confronted Dad back then. I swore I would make him pay the price, make up for your
trauma, and take over his company! I want everyone to know that bullying my sister has serious consequences!"

My sister kissed my lips, holding me tightly. I hugged her back tightly, and
our tongues intertwined. After a passionate kiss, my sister pushed me away.

"What about Mom?" I asked.

"Mom forbade me from having sex with her a long time ago. She told me to find a girlfriend, but I haven't. I was really
suffering , so Mom finally gave in. From my sophomore year of college until now, I've had sex with Mom less than 10 times. I'll go tell Mom
that I've found a girlfriend, and it's you. Okay?"

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid Mom will be sad."

"I'm afraid too..."

In the end, we decided to test the waters first.

The next day at breakfast, my younger sister was watching TV, while my mom, older sister, and I sat at the table, feeling incredibly awkward.

Mom was probably worried about how to explain what happened last night to my older sister, while we were worried about how to explain
our relationship to Mom. Finally, I spoke first, saying, "Mom, I've
explained everything to my older sister."

"Hmm..." Mom didn't dare look at my older sister, her face turning red.

"Mom, I have something else to say..." Mom looked at me, waiting for me to continue,

"I... I have a girlfriend..."

"Really? Who is she?" Mom looked at me happily.

"It's me..." My older sister lowered her head and said softly.

We waited for Mom's reaction, thinking she wouldn't be able to accept it. Unexpectedly, Mom clapped her hands and laughed,

"Oh my, I knew you two would make it! Haha!"

My sister and I stared at Mom in disbelief, completely bewildered. Mom happily said,

"Do you think I'm stupid? I've known for a long time that you two like each other. I
forget , but you two were different from then on. It's just that because of societal norms, I couldn't say much
. Plus, your brother and I... well, anyway, you're not blood sisters, it's okay, it's great! I've been waiting for this day
for a long time , haha." "

But... but daughter, please don't mind what happened between Mom and your brother... Mom was confused back then . I'll be happy as long as you two are happy together." 　　"Mom..." my sister and I said in unison. A huge weight was finally lifted from our hearts. 　　The world is full of wonders. 　　That night held special significance for all three of us. 　　In the night, anxiously waiting for my sister to fall asleep, Mom saw my sister and me fidgeting and couldn't help but laugh at us, making my sister even more ashamed. After my younger sister finally fell asleep, I couldn't wait to push my mother and older sister into my room. I was ready for a passionate threesome! 　Seeing the two of them sitting on my bed, my blood was surging, and I was too excited to know what to do. My older sister blushed . Although she wasn't a virgin anymore, this was a first for both of us. Only my mother remained calm, gesturing for my sister and me to go first. I took off my sister's clothes first. Her large breasts stood erect, round and perky , possessing a more mature charm than they had four years ago . My sister hadn't had sex in years, and those breasts hadn't been touched in years. I then took off her pants, revealing her beautiful vagina, just like my mother's. This time was different, because I knew I could finally enjoy this exquisite vagina. I quickly stripped myself naked, my erect penis, like a steel rod, red and swollen, said, 　　"Sister, I'm coming!" 　　My sister smiled shyly at my penis. I pushed my sister down and went over to fondle her large breasts.

My mother was already naked, another ripe, naked body rubbing against me from behind, her hand holding my penis,
gently stroking it. I bit my sister's large nipple and sucked on it. My sister let out a sweet moan. I
squeezed, bit, and sucked harder, and my sister cried out:

"You brat, be gentle... ah... um..."

I stepped forward and kissed my sister's lips, preventing her from speaking, one hand stroking my sister's tender vulva, gently pinching her
clitoris. With my kiss covering her mouth, my sister could only moan softly. It was too stimulating. I couldn't wait
to get my gun up and mount her, ignoring foreplay, just to ejaculate first. But then, my mother stopped me, saying:

"Don't rush."

My mother gestured for me to lie down, and she knelt beneath me, licking my glans. My sister rolled over and lay on my chest, sucking on
my nipple. Even the gods couldn't beat this. My sister slid down the river, licking my penis along with my mother. Her tongue
swept up and down my entire shaft, her hands each holding one of my testicles, gently kneading them. My
left hand grasped my mother's breast, so soft, my right hand held my sister's firm breast; the two sensations
were incredibly arousing. I gestured for my mother to go first. She straddled me, supporting my penis, in her signature cowgirl
position—an irresistible temptation, leaving me no choice but to surrender. My mother squeezed my penis tightly, slowly
twisting her body. My sister also straddled my face, facing my mother. I opened my mouth and took her alluring vulva into my mouth. My sister
moaned,

"Ah… um… Mom, Mom… I want…"

"Don't rush, take it slow… ah… um…"

My mother leaned forward and kissed my sister. I heard their passionate kiss, saliva dripping onto my stomach. My
tongue slipped into my sister's vulva, and she moaned softly. My mother increased the speed of her movements,
her hands kneading my sister's breasts. My sister reached out and stroked Mom's clitoris, which made Mom work even harder,
moving up and down on me rapidly. Her vagina gripped tightly, and I almost couldn't hold back anymore. Stimulated by the cries of the two beautiful
women opened my ejaculation gate and ejaculated. Mom, impacted by the semen,
continued to twist rapidly before my penis softened. After a while, Mom's vagina contracted, slowly squeezing out my half-erect penis.
Mom collapsed to one side, and my sister immediately bent down, grabbed my penis, and took it into her mouth. I couldn't resist;
my penis was extremely sensitive after ejaculating. I gestured for my sister to turn around and asked her for a kiss. My sister greedily sucked on my
tongue , even more eager than I was. We kissed passionately, our hands roaming over each other's bodies. I don't know when, but Mom
had quietly left, leaving only my sister and me.

Suddenly, my sister pushed me away and said, "Wait a minute, I have something to show you."

After saying that, my sister ran out. I closed my eyes contentedly to rest for a bit, conserving my energy to try and take down my sister.

A little while later, my older sister came over wearing a set of sexy lingerie, showing off her allure. This set of light purple
lingerie with feather trim, the bra made of semi-transparent gauze, clearly showed my sister's round areolas and erect nipples.
The panties were even more stimulating, with a piece of fabric missing from her private parts, exposing her tender vulva, making one's mouth water
. I thought the lingerie looked familiar and said,

"Where have I seen this before?"

"Oh, it's all your fault, you little rascal. Remember when you got me clothes, you brought me
this set!"

"Ah... I didn't look carefully at the time. I just grabbed it randomly. Really!"

"Hmph, I think you did this on purpose."

Looking at my sister's beautiful body, I suddenly remembered a question and said,

"Who were you planning to wear this for back then?"

"Who? I didn't have a boyfriend back then! Hmph! You want to control me?"

"Then why did you buy it! Of course I want to control you, I'm your man now!"

"I... I bought it for my next boyfriend. No way. I want to be your sister, I don't want you
to control me." "My sister curled up in my arms, feigning pitifulness.

'You'll always be my sister, and I'll always be your brother, that won't change, sister, I love you...'

'Brother...'

My sister's eyes welled up with tears. I gently stroked her face and kissed her. Touching
her was a unique experience. My sister reached out and stroked my penis, which soon became erect. I asked,

'Sister, are you wet down there?'

'I haven't been dry tonight...'

I gestured for my sister to lie down, sticking her buttocks up. I positioned myself behind her, one hand pinching her plump buttocks, the other rubbing my penis
up and down in front of her tender vulva. My sister moaned softly. I said,

'Sister, do you want it?'

'You...yes! Hurry up!'

My sister is my sister...she's not buying it."

"I'm coming!"

I aimed at her entrance and thrust hard, penetrating her completely. My sister cried out,

"Ah...you...be gentle...it hurts...ah...um...uh..."

I played with her plump buttocks, rhythmically thrusting in and out. The lingerie had a special allure,
seemingly even more sensual than being naked. I watched my penis go in and out of my sister's beautiful vagina, her juices overflowing,
the movements incredibly smooth. My glans slid against the vaginal walls, caressed by the folds of flesh, and I couldn't help
but moan . I said,

"Ah...sister, it feels so good inside...um...sister, I love you..."

"Little brother, I love you too...ah...um...um..."

I slowly increased my speed, faster and faster, slapping against my sister's plump buttocks with a slapping sound. My sister
panted heavily, saying, "Little brother...slow down...I can't take this position...ah...um...slow down..."

I felt my sister's vagina getting tighter and tighter, as if she was about to climax. I said, "Sis, are you almost there?"

"Almost there!"

I quickly pulled out my penis, lay down, and stuck my head between my sister's legs. Her delicious, tender vulva was right above my mouth. I reached out and
pressed down on my sister's plump buttocks, and her beautiful vulva fell right into my mouth. My sister let out a soft sigh, and her juices
slowly flowed into my mouth. I gently licked her clitoris and lightly bit it with my lips. My sister trembled.
I stuck my tongue into her vulva and stirred it vigorously. Her juices flowed all over my face, sweet and delicious. I sucked hard, my tongue moving quickly...
My sister's tongue swept across her clitoris and vulva. She became increasingly aroused, her lips moving as she rubbed her clitoris. She cried out,

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Don't stop, don't stop! Little brother, little brother... I love you, little brother... I'm coming!"

Her vulva gripped my tongue, I could feel it throbbing
and pulsating. She convulsed, panting heavily. She had orgasmed. I continued to suckle her vulva, not wasting a single drop of her fluids. While my sister
was still immersed in her orgasm, I smeared some of her vaginal fluid on my penis, straddled her chest, and
used to bring her large breasts together. My penis thrust between them. Ah… the feeling of breast sex…
this feeling is different from my mother's. My mother's was softer, with little resistance, while my sister's was firm, squeezing my
penis. I thrust quickly a few times, and my penis became even harder and thicker. I moved down to my sister's lower body, spread
her legs into an M shape, and slowly inserted myself. I said,

"Sister… is it comfortable…?"

"Comfortable… little brother, you're so good… ah…"

Having been thoroughly fucked by my mother before, it wasn't so easy for me to ejaculate this time. I held my sister's small feet in my hands. Her
tender little feet aroused my appetite. My penis slowly throbbed as I lifted her feet, sucking on her
soft beautiful toes, licking the soles, and sucking on her toes. My sister tried to pull her feet away, but I held them tightly.
She cried out,

"Ah... little brother... no... I'm ticklish... um... um..."

"No, little brother just likes this... are your little feet so tender... delicious..."

"Ah... um... um..."

I started to speed up, thrusting violently. My sister squeezed her breasts hard, her expression
contorted. I felt like I was about to ejaculate, so I slowed down, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, three to the left and three to the right, moving like an eel, advancing like a leech
. My sister was beneath me, ecstatic and incoherent:

"Ah...no...don't stop...faster...ah...no...ah...ah..."

"Sister, call me when you're almost there so I can ejaculate."

"Mmm...mmm...ah...almost there, ah...ah...uh...it's here! It's here!"

"So fast, I haven't come yet..."

I sped up, thrusting forcefully, rubbing my glans rapidly against the tip of her vagina.

"Ah..." my sister let out a soft sigh.

My sister climaxed, and I felt her vagina contracting tightly. I continued to thrust violently, resisting
the contractions of her vagina, my penis becoming even more sensitive from the tight grip, it felt so good... My sister's expression turned painful:

"Little brother, hurry up and ejaculate...I...I...I can't take it anymore, you're going to kill me...ah...mmm..."

"I'm ejaculating! I'm ejaculating! Sister..."

As the hot semen shot deep into my sister's body, she convulsed again. Fresh, hot
semen can also promote a woman's orgasm. I was exhausted. I lay down beside my sister, holding her close, both of us
panting heavily . I smelled her breath; it seemed so alluring, so fragrant. I
gently kissed her. My sister had already soared in the throes of passion.

The next day, my sister couldn't get out of bed… After finally managing to get up, she walked with an awkward gait,
legs . My mother saw this and burst into laughter. My sister blushed and raised her hand to hit me again. Is this
the legendary bliss of family life? I felt so happy, so incredibly happy.

After graduating from university, my sister and I worked hard to build our company, which grew bigger and bigger. In the following years,
many things happened in our family. My father swallowed up my mother's business and divorced her. Fortunately, I
was able to support the family. I was still working hard towards my goals from back then. My mother was getting
older; she went through menopause at 50 and gradually withdrew from the threesome scene. My sister and I didn't get married. Although
our parents divorced and we're no longer legally siblings, we feel that what we've
experienced transcends the constraints of a piece of paper. Marriage is merely a legal bond. What binds my sister and me is our
unparalleled love.

By the time I was 30, my business was comparable to my father's. I built it
up , while my father's business was acquired through underhanded means. I believe I have the ability to replace my father,

for my mother's sake, and even more so for my sister's. After our parents' divorce, my younger sister chose to stay with our mother. She's now 18
, a beautiful and graceful young woman. She looks a bit like a young Li Lizhen (a famous Chinese actress), lovely and charming. I've
brought both my mother and sister to live in my city, and my sister has successfully entered a local university. I feel that
my career, love life, and family life are all so fulfilling. And the day when my father pays the price
is just around the corner .

My sister is a worrying child because she lacked fatherly love from a young age and has a temperament like our father—stubborn and
disobedient . Fortunately, so far, no major problems have been discovered. At 18, thinking back to my own 18th year,
filled with sexual urges and curiosity, I worry my younger sister will suffer. My older sister says not to worry, everyone goes through that.

Worrying is useless. I instructed my mother to start educating my sister about sex early on to avoid
unnecessary misunderstandings. I thought she wouldn't remember seeing my mother and me having a so-called massage when she was five.
Who would have thought that scene would be so deeply etched in her mind?

My sister still prefers to play with me, and my older sister often gets jealous, resulting in her teasing me at night
but not letting me have sex. But my sister still doesn't know the true nature of my relationship with my older sister. I think I can't hide it forever.

My older sister and I live in one house, and my younger sister lives in another with my mother. My sister finds it strange that we don't live
together .

I make an excuse that my older brother and sister have irregular work schedules that would disturb my mother. My younger sister keeps insisting on
moving in with us, but I refuse, saying that my mother would be lonely and that she should keep her company. Actually, I
don't want her to disturb my sister and me's lewd sexual world.

And here she is again, refusing to leave this weekend. My younger sister is here, so I have to sleep in a separate room from my older sister. Maybe she
'll notice something, which is fine; things will have to come to a head eventually.

"Brother, where did sister go? Isn't she coming back tonight?"

"She went on a business trip; she'll be gone for a few days."

"Then I'll sleep with you tonight, okay?"

"No, you're so old now." I was shocked; how could my sister say something like that? I
pretended to calm.

"Hmph, I'm ignoring you."

I went to bed early and called my older sister to check up on her—or rather, to report my whereabouts to her…

Nothing happened that night, but the next morning…

I'm used to sleeping naked and forgot my sister was home. I didn't lock the door, and when she came into my room that morning, she saw my naked
body and my erect penis. I felt someone stroking my penis, and I blurted out,

"Sister, stop it… let me sleep a little longer…"

After saying that, I woke up with a start. Wasn't my sister away on a business trip?! I sat up in fright; it was my sister in front of me! My sister
was actually smiling at me. I quickly covered my private parts with the blanket.

"Little sister, how could you do this!" I said.

"Brother...did you and sister do 'that'?"

"What do you mean 'that'? Get out of here!"

"It's like when you and Mom were getting a massage."

Oh my god, my sister really hadn't forgotten that scene. Now that she's grown up, she fully understands
what all about. What needs to be faced must be faced.

"No, no, don't talk nonsense..."

"Brother, I know what happened between you and Mom, I know what happened between you and sister, and I
know that what you did was incest!"

I was at a loss...how did she know all this?

"Brother, don't think I was too young and didn't understand back then. Yes, I didn't understand then, but
now I think about it, of course I understand."

"How did you know about sister's affair?"

"I guessed. You two live together, and sister has never had a boyfriend, and you've never had a girlfriend. And
...I found sister's underwear in your closet..." My sister blushed.

"I...little sister, listen to me...it's not what you think. You go out first, brother needs to get dressed!"

I didn't know what to say anymore.

"Brother...I like you...I want to make love with you..."

My goodness, how can kids these days be so direct? My sister took off her nightgown and
underwear , revealing her youthful, naked body in front of me. Her breasts weren't as big as her older sister's, but they weren't small either.

Her proportions were still good, inheriting her mother's features as always. Surprisingly, her genitals were completely hairless
! Just a slight, bare mound. Her snow-white skin made her pink nipples look so tender.

"Brother, look, your sister has grown up..."

"Put your clothes on! You can't do this! You're my sister!"

"But...but I like you..." My sister cried desperately. My goodness, I was the one who wanted to cry but couldn't.

"Mom said girls shouldn't easily have sex with boys. It should only be with someone you like, someone who reciprocates your
feelings . Brother, I just like you," my sister said again.

"This...look, Mom said it's mutual love, I don't want to."

"Brother, don't you like me...?"

"I like you, no, not the kind of 'like' Mom talks about. We're family."

My sister finally left, crying as she went back to her room. She closed the door. I got up and quickly dressed,
pondering what to do. Could it be that my sister and I have incestuous genes in our blood? Thinking about it carefully, it's because we
didn't provide my sister with a normal family; like father, like son. The older brother had sex with his stepmother at 16
... I took my sister back to Mom's house and told her what happened today. Mom was also surprised, but she
said that if my sister truly wanted to be with me, she would agree, even though she is indeed related to me by blood. Mom
promised to talk to my sister and discuss it later.

When my older sister came home, I told her about it too. My sister got jealous again and said,

"You little rascal! What did our family owe you in our past life that we have to revolve around you in this life? Humph."

"Big sister, what do you mean 'your family' and 'our family'? She's my own sister too."

"Oh, right." Hehe, good little brother, your sister likes you too. Do you want to sleep with her? She's 18, a virgin."

"You...you have such heavy tastes! If I were your own brother, would you be like this?"

"Yes...because I'm destined to be ruined by you in this life..."

My sister kissed me. She must have missed me a lot after not seeing me for a few days, and I missed my sister too. I said,

"Sister, let's have a baby. Now that your sister knows about us, we don't need to hide it anymore. Let's have
several babies."

"Do you think I'm a pig? How many?!"

"Are you willing?"

My sister hugged me tightly and said,

"Yes, you can have as many as you want... but I'm getting older, it might be harder to conceive, or I might only be able to have one
... You won't abandon me later, will you..."

"No, sister, after all these years, if I wanted to find another woman, do you think I'd have to wait until later?"

"Hmph, I bet you wouldn't dare. Come on, let's get to work."

Since my sister and I started living together, making love has become easier, more unrestrained, and more lewd.
We don't wear clothes at home, we run around naked, and we do it whenever we feel like it. Every corner bears traces of our lovemaking. My 36-year-old sister
looks younger, more energetic, and incredibly sexy than my 36-year-old mother did back then. For a woman to be beautiful, she needs to
be diligent , exercise to maintain her figure and vitality, and then she'll radiate energy.

I picked up my sister and carried her to the bathroom, saying,

"Let's take a bath together, I'll scrub your back."

We stripped naked and lay in the tub, washing each other. My sister's body was
slightly flushed and warm from the hot water, looking very beautiful. I half-reclined against the edge of the tub, and my sister straddled me in the water, reaching
for my hard penis and inserting it into her vagina, slowly undulating. Her large breasts, glistening and
slapping the water's surface, swayed. Making love in the water felt special. I grasped her bouncing breasts with both hands,
sucking on her nipples. My sister wrapped her arms around my neck, vigorously twisting her hips. I reached for
her anus; it was slightly open in the hot water. I inserted a finger, but only half of
it went in. My sister cried out,

"Ah… what are you doing… don't touch there… it's dirty…"

"Sister, we've only missed this one, let's try it, okay..."

"No, it's disgusting..."

"Just try it, okay, sister... let your little brother try it..."

"Okay... only once... no more, people say anal sex is bad for your health." I continued to probe
my sister's anus. The sensation inside her anus was different from her vagina; it felt particularly tight and soft,
and smoother than her vagina. I slowly inserted my finger, trying to get the whole finger in. Once it was in,
I gently probed. My penis was still inside her vagina, and it felt the probing of my finger. My
sister said in a soft voice,

"Ah... so comfortable... ah... um..."

"Where does it feel good? Vagina? Anus? Does your anus hurt?" "

Vagina feels good, and anus... seems to feel good too..." my sister said shyly.

I continued to move my finger in and out, feeling her anus open. I put in two fingers, and then my sister screamed,

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

I was so scared that I quickly pulled my fingers out. "

I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore. You're in so much pain, it hurts too."

My sister kissed me and said,

"Try it, I want to satisfy your curiosity..."

"Sis... if it hurts, don't do it."

My sister stood up, leaned against the wall, and stuck her butt out. I saw her slightly open anus. I placed the head of my penis
at the entrance and gently rubbed it, then gently pressed it in. The anus slowly opened, and the head of my penis went in completely. My sister
endured the pain and didn't cry out. I gently moved the head of my penis, letting the anus adapt to the size of my penis,
pushing it in little by little, gently moving it back and forth. Slowly, the anus wasn't so tight anymore, and I slowly inserted it again. Finally, the whole
penis was in. I asked,

"Sis, does it hurt..."

"Ah... it's okay, hurry up... um..."

I slowly moved my penis in and out. Slowly, the anus adapted to the size of my penis, and the resistance became less and less. I
started to speed up. It was too tight, and I ejaculated in no time. I pulled out my penis and realized that my sister was in pain and
tears were streaming down her face. I said with heartache,

"I'm sorry, sister, I won't do this next time. It doesn't seem fun at all. Your tender hole is much more fun."

"You brat, it hurts so much..."

I washed my sister's genitals and my penis clean. I carried my sister back to the bedroom. My sister still seemed to be
in a lot of pain. I said,

"Sister, I told you not to do it if it hurts, but you didn't say stop."

"If you want to do it, I'll just bear with it..."

Seeing my sister's pained expression, I kissed her and said,

"Silly girl, I won't do this anymore, really."

"I'm getting old, and I'm afraid you won't want me anymore... so I'll try my best to satisfy you now..."

My heart trembled, and I hugged my sister tightly, unwilling to let go. I gently patted her anus
to relieve her pain.

Anal sex has risks, proceed with caution.

This year was another eventful one.

Tomorrow is my sister's birthday, and on the way home I was thinking about how to prepare something for her. When I got home, I opened
the door , but instead of turning on the light, I lit a few candles. What was my sister doing? In the living room, a
woman with a semi-transparent veil covering her upper body and wearing a sexy thong was lying on the sofa with her back to me. The stereo was playing soft
music, the same song my sister and I loved to listen to during sex. My penis instantly became erect. My sister's in such a good mood
today . I slowly walked towards the sofa, taking off my clothes along the way until I was only wearing
my thong. In the dim candlelight, the woman's beautiful curves were faintly visible. I knelt beside the sofa, admiring her. I gently
kissed her back, my lips tracing the smooth, delicate skin, all the way to her buttocks. I licked her plump, white
buttocks, using my teeth to tug at her thong. The woman gave a shy moan. Actually, at this moment, I already knew this
beautiful girl wasn't my sister. Although the candlelight was dim and I couldn't see clearly, my lips wouldn't lie. Although I had never
kissed my sister, the person here could only be my sister. I turned my sister over; she was wearing
a seductive mask, covering the upper half of her face. Tears welled in her eyes as she said,

"Brother...my birthday is coming up soon, can you give yourself to me as a birthday present...?"

"Little sister...you're my own sister..."

My sister sat up, her breasts swaying slightly. Though not as large as my mother's or older sister's, they were still a pair of
beautiful breasts capable of bewitching a man. My sister passionately wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, her tongue clumsily teasing me. I couldn't resist
extending my tongue to meet hers. I wrapped my arms around her back and hugged her tightly, saying,

"Sister...we're doing this, I'm sorry to your sister..."

"It was all arranged by your sister and me..." my sister giggled shyly.

I looked at my sister in surprise, then glanced around. My sister said,

"Don't look, your sister isn't here, it's just you and me...Mom knows too..."

My life was destined to ruin these three women...

I kissed my sister's breasts, greedily licking her young flesh. Were
I the first to taste those newly matured nipples? All my movements were gentle, as if afraid of damaging this youthful body. Her faint
fragrance and smooth, delicate skin seemed to whisper of a young girl's feelings. I was moved. To hell with morality, to hell with
ethics, to hell with worldly conventions! At this moment, my sister and I only wanted to be one, to be blissfully happy.

My sister lay limp on the sofa, letting me kiss and caress her. I moved the thong aside, the only thing
covering , and touched her beautiful vulva. Only fine hairs, truly a perfect white tiger's hole. I
gently stroked the entrance. My sister closed her eyes, her mouth slightly open, and she moaned softly. I said,

"Sister, brother wants it. Are you ready…?"

My sister opened her eyes, a hint of fear in them, and said,

"Brother… I… this is my first time… please be gentle…"

I picked my sister up and carried her back to the bedroom. The bedroom had been carefully decorated. The seductive scent of perfume, the soft
candlelight, a small towel on the bedside table, a bottle of red wine, two wine glasses—the wine was already poured, and the bedding
was new. I put my sister on the bed, got her a glass of red wine, and said,

"Have a little, it'll make you less scared..."

"I...I'm not scared..."

My sister drank the red wine, and soon her eyes became hazy. She said,

"Brother... I... you're the first man to touch my body... you have to be good to me and my sister from now on,
you can't have any other women..." My sister blushed.

I also drank a glass of red wine, took off my underwear, revealing my already impatient penis, the bright red
glans glistening in the candlelight, brimming with blood. I stepped forward and pressed myself against my sister, saying,

"Sister... having you and my sister in my life is enough. You are so beautiful,
so alluring, so irresistible that I would risk breaking all moral boundaries."

"Brother..."

I bent down and used my mouth to pull off my sister's thong, revealing her vulva completely. I admired it,
unwilling to damage it, and gently caressed it. My sister was very sensitive and trembled slightly. Her plump labia and tiny clitoris... I
gently licked them with my lips. Ah, the tender vulva of a young girl, the innocent taste, it was irresistible. My sister
gripped , moaning,

"Ah... um... um..."

Her vagina wasn't very wet, probably not lubricated enough. I gently parted her labia, my tongue touching her tender
vulva. Like eating a delicious treat, she drooled, wetting her vulva. I said,

"Sister, brother is coming..."

"Um..."

I knelt before her vulva, spreading her legs. She involuntarily tried to pull them back. I
said,

"Don't be afraid, relax..."

I slowly thrust in. When the head of my penis touched her vulva, she trembled again. I gently pushed in;
so tight, so very tight. Was this a virgin's vagina? So tight. My large glans explored her opening. I gently
pushed in a little bit. My sister cried out, her expression contorted. I said,

"Just a little while... it'll be over soon..."

My sister bit her lip, her breathing rapid. I gently pushed, and the entire head of my penis went in. My sister
gasped , her hands clenched into fists as she endured the pain. I held her hands, our fingers intertwined, and said,

"Don't be afraid, relax, brother loves you..."

The head of my penis could only move in and out slightly inside. Each time I pushed forward a little, slowly half
of my penis was inside. This slow movement made my sister gasp and moan incessantly. I pushed in
a little more forcefully, about two-thirds of my penis in. My sister cried out,

"It hurts! It hurts! Ah... um... uh... brother... it hurts so much..."

I gently pulled out and saw a little blood on my penis. I was incredibly excited. I said,

"Sister... you're mine now... brother will treat you well from now on..."

"Um... um... ah..."

My sister couldn't speak, only moaning. I gently thrust in and out, my tight vagina enveloping my penis.
Looking at my sister's expression, she seemed to be adjusting to the speed, so I increased the pace.
My sister cried out in pain again, her fingers gripping my hand tightly. After a few dozen more thrusts, I sped up again.
Only now did I begin to feel the pleasure from the vaginal friction. Ignoring my sister's pain, I increased
the speed, using only half of my penis. My sister cried out ecstatically beneath me, unable to distinguish between pain and pleasure.

I opened myself wider and wider, my sister's upper body twisting wildly, her breasts swaying wildly, her legs tightly hooked around my waist,
crying out:

"Brother… please finish quickly, it hurts so much… I need to pee… I can't take it… ah… um… ah…"

"Almost there, good sister, almost there…"

My sister's vagina drew closer and closer, tightly enveloping my sliding penis. I was almost at my limit. I
dared not ejaculate inside, thrusting quickly a few times, and as I was about to ejaculate, I pulled out, masturbating until I ejaculated onto my sister's stomach. My younger sister
curled up, and I lay down beside her, using a small towel to clean her lower body. The white towel was stained with
a few red streaks—was this the legendary first time? My sister's eyes were tightly closed, panting. I showed her the towel, saying,

"Sister, look, this is yours."

She looked at it, then shyly buried herself in my arms, saying,

"Throw it away, throw it away, it's so dirty, brother, you're bullying me..."

"I won't throw it away, keep it as a souvenir. Sister, you're the first virgin to make love with your brother... and you'll be
the ...

" "Brother..."

Soon, my sister fell asleep, exhausted. I thought of my older sister and called her. She said she was at a
hotel . I went to find her. Seeing her, I was slightly embarrassed. I said,

"Sister..."

"Hmph... I thought you had a younger sister and forgot about your sister..." my sister said

, feigning anger. "You still say that? You two conspired to deceive me, and I was the only one kept in the dark." "

I see you were enjoying being deceived, huh?"

"Seems pretty enjoyable..."

"You..." my sister raised her hand to hit me. I grabbed my sister's hand and pulled her into my arms.

"Sister... thank you... I will love you forever... I ruined your lives, but I will
stay by your side for the rest of my life. I'm sorry, sister. Although there are three women in my life, you know what I
'm thinking. Our feelings have transcended love and kinship. Words can't express it clearly; only
our hearts can understand. Sister... I love you..."

"I love you too, brother. You can't leave me in this life, and neither can my sister..."

After Mom withdrew from the 3P scene, new members finally joined, and I started my 3P life again.

After several months of training, my sister was no longer the naive girl she once was. The three of us liked to
go to unfamiliar cities where no one knew us, and I could have one on each side of the street. In the eyes of other men, I
saw envy, jealousy, and hatred. As a man, I was truly happy and sexually fulfilled.

The three of us went to HN and rented a villa by the sea, making love to our hearts' content. We've fought in every corner of the villa
. My favorite spot was the large, open-air balcony, where the three of us would lie naked, reveling in
the thrill . At night, on the deserted beach, even those who were there were just there for casual sex
—a tacit understanding. The seawater washing over our bodies brought a unique kind of pleasure. I wished I had two penises, to enjoy two beautiful bodies at the same time.
Unfortunately, I only had one penis and one mouth, too busy to handle everything. The two sisters often argued and got jealous: "Brother! You're biased,
always favoring your sister, hmph!"

"You brat, you forgot I'm here, didn't you!"

"Brother... I want some too..."

"Little brother... I can't wait..."

"Ah... ah... ah..."

"Sister! Let me play a little longer!"

"Little sister! Little sister! I'm almost there... wait a little longer... ah... um..."

"Brother! If you keep doing this, I'm leaving!"

"Brother! Brother! Ah! Ah! Ah! I can't take it anymore, let me have my turn! Ah... ah..."

"Little brother... little brother..."

"Brother, may you grow another penis soon..."

"Little brother... I love you..."

"Brother... I love you too..."

"Ah! Ah! Ah! I love you both too! Ah!"

Excessive indulgence is harmful; moderation is necessary.

Under my sister's careful planning, I swallowed up my father's company. I thought that was the end of it. But
the terrible things were yet to come.

My father went to my sister's school to find her and took her out to eat. He drugged her and took her back to a hotel.

He took nude photos of her and sent them to me. I almost fainted from anger.我唯一担心的事情爸
爸会对妹妹做更下流的事情。

我和姐姐来到酒店，姐姐说要报警，我提议先等等，看情况而定。没想到，
爸爸根本不是要谈条件，他已经把妹妹强奸了！姐姐抱着妹妹痛哭，妹妹还在晕
迷中。我把爸爸打到在地，掐着他脖子问：

「你为什么要这么做！她是你女儿啊！」

「哈哈，你以为你做的事情就很光彩？你跟你后妈，跟你姐，跟你妹妹，还
不是一样！哈哈！」我又揍了他两拳，他笑道：

「你以为我不知道？」

「不过有一件事你不知道，我一生最愚蠢的事情就是娶了你妈妈，你妈背着
我跟别的男人怀了你，要不是为了你妈家里的财产，我早就逼你妈把你打掉了！
你个孽种！你根本就不是我儿子！」

听到这个消息，我没有难过，我很高兴，原来我一直是一个外人。我跟我生
命中最重要的三个女人都没有血缘关系。乱伦这个道德枷锁，锁了我十多年，如
今，竟然打开了。 I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. My older sister dressed my younger sister, and we left that filthy
room . In the near future, I spent a large sum of money and used my connections in the underworld to get rid of that man;
he was no longer a real person.

Back home, my younger sister was still fast asleep. I hoped she would wake up and not remember anything that had happened that day.
Let live happily as before. (A light-hearted, slightly raunchy story. The later addition of a stepmother with no blood relation to the sister is actually superfluous.) Thank you for sharing. Having such a stepmother and sister is truly
a blessing. The story is very detailed; three women gave themselves to you—you're truly fortunate. Without blood ties, it doesn't feel as exciting…it's indeed not very exciting; it feels like being with a stranger. The story is quite exciting! What a blessing!
Thank you for sharing. All the important women in my life are entangled in inextricable relationships! All the important women in my life are entangled in inextricable relationships!

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