My Incestuous Relationship with My Pregnant Sister (Completed) Author: yu25670

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(1)

On Saturday afternoon, I took the bus from Dongguan to Xiangshan, Zhuhai. When I met my sister at the bus stop,
it was already past 7 o'clock. At that time, my sister was wearing a black coat, which covered her whole body. She was holding a
small red wallet in her hand. Her hair was messy, and she looked like she had just woken up. She looked much more haggard than before.

When I saw my sister, I quickly ran over to her. "Sister." I hugged my sister and called out softly. The pressure and helplessness I
had endured had exhausted me. No matter what, I was just a recent graduate. Although I
had a good mind, how could I face the darkest side of society?

Hugging my sister, I could no longer suppress the grievances in my heart. My voice choked, and I almost cried.

I hugged my sister and put my head on her shoulder. Her hair brushed against my face. Smelling
her scent, my heart gradually calmed down. It was as if I was in a hot spring, and my whole body was exceptionally warm. As
my emotions gradually calmed down, I noticed something unusual about my sister's body. Her breasts were pressed tightly against my chest,
and even through several layers of clothing, I could feel their amazing elasticity. She was wearing a coat, so I couldn't tell
the size of , but the sensation against my chest told me they were definitely not small.

My sister and I had rarely seen each other over the years, and we had grown quite distant. Perhaps she wasn't used to my
sudden "enthusiasm," as her body stiffened slightly. Reluctant to let go of her mature body, I hugged her and said,
"Sis, I've missed you so much." Perhaps sensing my feelings, she gradually relaxed, wrapping her arms around
my waist. She slightly adjusted her position to make me more comfortable, and then said to me, "I
missed you too!"

At this moment, I had one arm around her waist and the other around her back, her upper body completely pressed against
mine . The resistance from her incredibly elastic breasts excited me. Our lower abdomens were almost
touching; I was sure she could feel my erection!

Reluctantly, I released my sister's body and looked at her closely. "Sis, you've lost weight. Is it because my brother (
we call my brother-in-law 'brother') isn't treating you well?" "Your brother is very good, it's just that the food isn't to my liking." Then my sister
changed the subject and led me home. My sister lived in a place where Zhongshan and Zhuhai intersected (actually in Zhongshan,
the two places are separated by a ditch). At that time, my brother and sister lived together, and it wasn't convenient for me to stay there, so I left my luggage in
my sister's room and stayed in a hotel.

What happened next led me to stay in my sister's room, and also gave me
the opportunity to commit incest with her. After being tormented by the pyramid scheme for seven days and traveling for several hours, I was mentally exhausted. When I saw
my sister, my tense nerves relaxed, and I became drowsy. After my sister took me to the hotel, I immediately
fell asleep.

The next day, I slept so soundly that I didn't answer my sister's call. Thinking something had happened, my sister
rushed to my room in a panic and knocked on my door. Seeing my sister's anxious look warmed my heart. After all, we are siblings,
and my sister loves me so much. My sister, fearing something might happen to me, insisted I stay in a hotel. Unable to resist her insistence, I
moved into her room, making this small apartment my third.

My brother works as a security guard at a supermarket and is rarely home. He comes to visit my sister during the day and goes to work at night, so
the room is mostly shared between my sister and me. After a few days, our relationship blossomed. The
awkwardness of a few days ago was gone, and my sister now tells me everything.

On the fourth night after I moved in, our innocent sibling relationship crumbled, and I felt
a surge of lust for her. That night, my sister and I drank a little (please don't get the
wrong idea, we didn't have sex; I have a problem with frequent urination after drinking). I woke up needing to urinate in the middle of the night and unexpectedly heard my sister's
panting. "She's masturbating!"

I thought. If I went down there, she would be embarrassed. I deliberately rolled over and shook the bed
to let her know her brother was in bed. Unfortunately, she didn't stop;
instead, her panting grew louder.

I coughed a few times to signal to my sister that I was awake, but she didn't move. I quietly peeked out from
under the bed , and the scene that greeted me was utterly lewd. My sister was half-curled up, one hand inside her thigh
, the other kneading her full breasts. Her bra hung askew on her chest. Her eyes were closed, her face flushed
. I had

a complete view of her white body. I stared at her breasts, her hands squeezing and kneading them, her breasts
deforming with her touch, the white flesh spilling out from between her fingers. Remembering the amazing elasticity I had felt a few days ago, my
heart began to pound, all the blood rushing to my lower body, my penis slowly hardening. I reached down to my crotch and
rubbed my hard penis, sometimes playing with my testicles.

My eyes remained fixed on my sister. At this point, simply kneading her breasts seemed no longer enough to satisfy her desires.
Her fingers began to move, and in the moonlight, I could see that her pubic hair was quite thick. At this moment,
my sister placed her hand on her hip, her middle finger gripping the upper part of her labia majora. A low moan escaped her lips,
"Mmm." She was clearly suppressing her pleasure.

Her hand moved faster and faster, the pressure increasing. Her legs clenched tightly, rubbing together incessantly. At this moment, she looked like a writhing white snake.

Seeing such a lewd scene, my penis was already throbbing painfully. I quietly got off the bed and
stood front of my sister, watching her wanton performance. I couldn't resist reaching out and grabbing her full
breasts.

My sister's breasts were soft and elastic. I held the base of her breasts, squeezing back and forth to make her nipples
more erect. I rubbed her breasts in circles, excitedly watching them change
shape in my hands. Waves of pleasure surged through me. I couldn't wait to bite one of them,
teasing her nipple with my tongue. The nipple became a toy in my mouth as I gently nibbled at her breast.

Then, my sister held my head with both hands, her chest thrust forward, her white breasts pressed against my face.
I unceremoniously turned and began to bite, sucking on her breasts for a few minutes. Afterward, I looked up to admire myself.
My masterpiece! My sister's pink nipples stood erect, like ripe cherries,
glistening . Satisfied with my creation, I bit down on her other nipple. My sister's reaction intensified;
she gripped my back tightly, her body entwined around me.

My mouth remained on her breasts, while my hand reached for her
vagina My middle finger slipped inside, swirling against the vaginal walls. Her juices
flowed freely, wetting my hand. My finger found her G-spot and gently touched it.

Excited, my sister unconsciously clenched her vagina, trying to trap my finger inside. I inserted my index finger as
well , thrusting the two fingers together. Her reaction grew more intense; her vagina
contracted repeatedly, responding to my thrusts. Soon, she reached her first orgasm, her vaginal fluids gushing out,
soaking the sheets.

After her climax, my sister relaxed completely, lying in my arms, breathing softly. Her eyes
were still closed, as if she hadn't woken up yet. I rolled over, pinning her beneath me, my erect penis pressed against
her lower abdomen. I slowly moved my lower body, parting her labia, the head of my penis already inside her vagina.
My sister still had her eyes closed, but her hands gripped the sheets tightly.

Since she didn't seem to mind, I slowly inserted my entire penis. Her vagina
was very tight; it seemed I hadn't properly explored this body.

Considering she was only a little over a month pregnant, I didn't dare move too much inside her,
only inserting half of my penis. Although her vagina was tight, the slow thrusting only made me feel unsatisfied.
Sensing my impatience, she squeezed her vagina even tighter, using one hand to masturbate me.
Enjoying her service, my restless heart calmed down again. Mischievously, I put my finger in her
mouth.

My sister obediently licked my fingers, cleaning them of all the vaginal fluid. I placed her hand
on my clitoris and let her masturbate. I got up and admired her wanton state. Seeing her bouncing breasts,
I couldn't help but think that I could have breast sex when she was a little older. With all my might, my sister climaxed again
. I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated inside her. After we finished, my sister lay on her side with her back to me. I
hugged her from behind and said to her, "I will take responsibility!"

"We are siblings."

"I like you. I don't care about these things. I want you to be my woman."

"No, no." I forcibly turned my sister's body around and looked into her eyes. She
turned refused to look me in the eye. "Sister, I know you can't accept it right now. I can give you time to think about it, but I don't
want you to go against your feelings."

I kissed my sister and went back to my bed.

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The next day, seeing my sister's listless appearance, I felt heartbroken. So I suggested going to the park.
My sister didn't want to go out, but she had to compromise under my strong attitude. We played on the carousel, went ring toss, and popped
balloons ...

After playing all morning, my sister's mood finally improved. At noon, we sat on the grass to rest. Looking at
the milk in my hand, I suddenly had a naughty idea. Taking advantage of my sister's inattention, I spilled the milk on her
face . The milk flowed down her face and dripped onto her clothes. My sister looked like she had been splattered with milk, her face
covered in milky white "semen."

My sister froze for a moment, then screamed. She frantically grabbed a tissue to wipe
the milk off her face. Seeing me grinning mischievously, she ignored the milk on her face and lunged at me, baring her teeth and claws. I deliberately let her knock
me to the ground, letting her pounce on me with her embroidered fists. I pretended to be in pain and
begged for mercy, but she wouldn't let me go. She grabbed the milk that had fallen on the ground and started spilling it on my face as well,
until the whole carton of milk was gone. Only then did she stop.

My sister looked at me and suddenly laughed. I didn't need to look; I knew exactly how I looked, because she
was my best mirror. I pretended to be angry, pulled her into my arms, and
started slapping her bottom hard. She begged for mercy, but I showed no mercy, slapping her bottom dozens of times. "Want to
do it again " I asked her, feigning seriousness.

She panicked, "Stop hitting me! I won't do it again, I really won't!"

"Then clean me up," she said, raising her hand, but I stopped her. "Use your mouth." She stared
at me blankly. This time, I didn't give her a chance to back down. I looked at her firmly; this had to be resolved sooner or later, and delaying it
only meant more suffering for her.

"Don't do this, I'm your sister, I'll ruin you."

"Aren't you hurting me now? Does seeing you suffer make me happy? You're worried
about us being discovered, but how many people here know us?"

"But..."

"I won't let go." Hearing me say this, my sister sighed softly. "Promise me,
it'll end when we get home, okay?" Seeing her say this, I became excited, hugged her tightly, and
kissed her hard. Looking at her face covered in milk, I licked it
clean.

"So fragrant." I licked my lips, still wanting more.

"It's my sister's turn." I brought my face to hers, and she gently licked my face, from the right
half to the left, finally kissing my lips. I held her tightly, our tongues
intertwined. Perhaps this was the meaning of a kiss—two people entangled, never to be separated.

We separated when I was out of breath. My sister's lips were exceptionally full, her eyes
were watery , she was breathing heavily, her chest heaving, and her breasts swaying gently.

Seeing her alluring appearance, I couldn't help but kiss her. This time, our kiss was gentle, and
we were both aroused. Then my sister sat on my lap, her legs wrapped around my waist. As we became aroused, my
penis hardened, pressing against her crotch. Sensing my movement, she gave me a coquettish glare.
I kept squeezing her buttocks; they were soft. Not satisfied, I
slipped my hand inside her pants, from her waist down. Because of her pregnancy, she was wearing loose sportswear, making penetration easy.

Seeing my reckless behavior, my sister panicked. We were in a park, and although we were sitting in a
secluded spot, there was nothing around to obstruct our view. People could see us from
a antics had already drawn attention. My sister looked at me anxiously, gripping my hands tightly.
"Not here."

"Then, sister, where is okay?" My sister, who had just broken our bond, was clearly uncomfortable with my teasing
and couldn't answer. "If you don't say, does that mean you want to do it here?"

Hearing this, my sister panicked even more, afraid that I would take it seriously and actually
do . She could only say shyly, "Let's go back."

"Sister, you little pervert, thinking about this kind of thing in broad daylight!" Hearing my accusation, my sister
became angry and pinched my waist hard. I grunted and said angrily, "Little pervert
, how dare you pinch me? I'll teach you a lesson."

I pulled my hand out of my sister's pants and quickly pinched her breast. My sister hurriedly stopped me,
looking around, afraid that others would see. Knowing my sister's thoughts, I couldn't help but feel smug. This was the perfect opportunity to force her
to sign an unequal agreement. I played with her buttocks again and whispered in her ear, "Call me
husband."

My sister blushed with embarrassment. Although she acknowledged our relationship, she simply couldn't bring herself to say it. Seeing her lack of
cooperation, my hand slid down to her buttocks, my fingers rubbing her anus.

"No, someone will see." This action was indeed dangerous; my sister's lower body wasn't covered,
and others could easily see what we were doing.

"Call me husband." My sister still hesitated. I snorted coldly, and my actions became rougher. I
spread my hands apart my sister's buttocks. If my sister wasn't wearing clothes, her anus would definitely be exposed. "Husband!"

my sister hurriedly answered, but she was too ashamed to lift her head. "My wife is so good!" I picked my sister up and stood up,
kissing her hard on the cheek. Today's goal had been achieved; it was time for us to go home.

When we got home, my sister wanted me to take a shower. We'd been playing all morning, and with milk spilled all over us, we
were both feeling unwell. But my sister clearly didn't understand the wicked thoughts in a man's heart. With a "wife" around, how could I possibly
shower alone? I dragged my sister around, insisting she shower with me. She couldn't resist, and finally, blushing,
agreed . My sister's room was only a dozen square meters, and the bathroom was pitifully small, barely big enough for one person.
If we both went in, we probably wouldn't even be able to take our clothes off.

Having the chance to see my sister naked, I naturally wouldn't let it pass. My eyes burned as I stared at her,
waiting for her to undress. When she saw me staring at her like that, she immediately lost her courage. Seeing her like that
, I rushed over and hugged her, giving her a long kiss. Her body went limp from the kiss, and she leaned
against , letting me undress her. Finally, I pulled off her bra, leaving her only in her
underwear.

My sister was wearing white lace panties, with a large patch of pubic hair peeking out from around them. Her vulva
was already secreting fluid, and the wet stains on her panties were clearly visible. I admired my sister's naked body.

My sister covered her chest with her hands, her fair breasts were hidden behind her, with only a small opening peeking out from the side,
white and white. My sister's waist was 26 cm, but her buttocks were white and large. "Sis, why don't you take off your panties?"

Hearing my words, my sister's face turned completely red. She would rather I pull off her panties than have her
bare body exposed in front of me like this. It was clearly a temptation. My sister took a deep breath, released her breasts,
pinched the edge of her panties, pulled them down to her knees, and then lifted one leg to pull her leg out of her panties.

At this moment, my sister was bent over, her breasts drooping naturally. With each sway of her body, her pubic hair was visible through her
cleavage . As soon as she finished taking off her underwear and stood up, her breasts
were in my hands, which I played with at will. While I played with her breasts, she began to undress me, and I
cooperated .

When she took off my underwear, a large tent was clearly visible in my groin. My sister, embarrassed,
tried to pull my underwear down, but her hard penis pressed against it, making it impossible to pull it off directly.
She reached out and touched my penis, pressing it against her lower abdomen. The large glans peeked out from under her underwear, seemingly
greeting . At this moment, her face was only about 15cm away from mine.

After pulling down my underwear, I moved my penis forward, rubbing it against my sister's face, the head close to her
mouth . My sister knew what I meant, gave me a sidelong glance, and then took my penis into her mouth,
licking it with her tongue. Enjoying her oral service, I felt completely satisfied.

My sister leaned forward, taking most of my penis into her mouth. On a whim, I pressed her head down and
started thrusting. My sister made soft moaning sounds. Ignoring her reaction, I continued moving in her mouth.
After a while, seeing her face flushed red, I pulled out my penis. My sister was panting heavily.

"Sister, you don't have much experience with oral sex. Have you never given me oral sex before? Only a few times,"
my sister answered, blushing. "Then I want you to give me oral sex often," I said. My sister blushed and ignored me, but
took my penis back into her mouth. After a few minutes, she spat it out and said to me, "Let's go take a shower."

In the bathroom, my sister lathered me with shower gel and scrubbed me, but I couldn't resist playing with her
body. I'd squeeze her breasts, touch her buttocks, and sometimes even stick my fingers
inside her vagina, stirring them around. She was exhausted from my advances, panting heavily.

When it was my turn to wash her, I naturally focused on her breasts, buttocks, and vagina. By
the end, she was limp in my arms, letting me do as I pleased.

After the bath, it was time for the main course. I pressed her head down, making her kneel
. Knowing what I meant, she opened her mouth and swallowed my penis, licking the glans and coronal sulcus, sometimes even
the urethral opening, her tongue probing the ejaculation duct. This excited me greatly. Not wanting to be controlled by my sister, I started
thrusting in and out of her throat, using her mouth as a vagina.

My sister desperately responded to me with her mouth, her tongue constantly licking my penis. I'd pull out of her mouth every now and then
to let her breathe. We did this for over ten minutes. Feeling sorry for her kneeling the whole time, I pulled her...
I got up and gave my sister a deep kiss. I held her close, my penis pressed against her vaginal opening. Her vagina
was already overflowing with vaginal fluid, wetting my crotch. With a little force, my penis squeezed into her vagina.

My sister groaned comfortably, squeezing her thighs together tightly. Her vagina became even tighter, supporting her
buttocks . She wrapped her arms around my waist and neck, and I began to thrust forcefully into her vagina.
Her buttocks were repeatedly lifted and then slammed down.

My penis slammed hard against her uterus. Realizing this position was inappropriate—she was pregnant,
and this position could easily cause a miscarriage—I put her down, letting her turn her back to me. I entered her
vagina , grabbing her breasts and thrusting forcefully into her buttocks. The slapping sounds echoed throughout
the bathroom. My sister suppressed her desire, afraid to cry out, which only made her more sensitive. Waves of pleasure
washed over her, and she couldn't take it anymore; her vagina writhed continuously.

I knew my sister was about to climax, so I thrust hard into her vagina. Finally, her body stiffened, and she
came . Holding her after her orgasm, I asked, "Sis, was it good?" It seems every man likes to ask
this question. "Yes," my sister murmured. "How did I do compared to brother?" My sister rolled her eyes at me. "
Better !" Hearing my sister's affirmation, I thrust my still-erect penis back into her vagina, and the bathroom was filled with the scent
of spring once more.

A few days later, my brother told my sister he was quitting his job. I asked him why, and he said my sister was pregnant and
needed to rest, and that someone would take care of her when she got home. I fell silent. After my brother left, my sister touched my face
and said, "Don't be sad. I'll stay with you for a few more days." "Sis, I understand. I won't let you worry.
Will you miss me after you leave?" My sister blushed but told me firmly that she would miss me, that she would always think of me, and that
she would come to see me when she had time. For the next few days, my sister and I made love relentlessly. She would grant my every

wish, no matter where I was . But good times always come to an end, and she eventually left. Composing myself, I looked at the weather outside and secretly vowed that one day I would never be separated from her again. Was the pace of this incestuous relationship between siblings a little too fast? Only four days after arriving, I woke up in the middle of the night needing to pee and unexpectedly heard my sister's panting. "My sister is masturbating!" I thought. If I went down now, my sister would be very embarrassed. I deliberately rolled over and shook the bed to let my sister know her brother was in bed. Unfortunately, my sister didn't stop; instead, her low panting seemed to grow louder. I coughed a few times to signal to my sister that I was awake, but she didn't react... This is clearly an attempt to entice her brother! Is it because she's pregnant and can't get her security guard husband's late-night, early-after-early-morning plowing, she's afraid the land will go to waste, so she's eagerly tempting her brother to help cultivate our family's private plot? After all, it's all in the family... Hehe, thanks for sharing!

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