My Incestuous Relationship with My Pregnant Sister [Full Text]

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As I 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 her breasts, 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. I suppose she wasn't used to my sudden "enthusiasm," as her body stiffened slightly. Reluctant to let go of my sister's mature body, I hugged her and said, "Sis, I 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 pressed against mine. The resistance from her incredibly elastic breasts excited me. Our lower abdomens were almost touching, and she could definitely feel my erection. Reluctantly, I released her body and looked at her carefully. "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 she changed the subject and led me home. My sister lived in an area where Zhongshan and Zhuhai intersected (actually, it was in Zhongshan, separated by a ditch). At the 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, a small incident, led me to stay in my sister's room, and also gave me the opportunity for incestuous relations with her. After seven days of being tormented by the pyramid scheme and several hours of travel, I was utterly exhausted. Seeing my sister instantly relaxed my tense nerves, and I became drowsy. After she took me to the hotel, I fell asleep immediately. The next day, I was so sound asleep that I didn't answer my sister's call. Thinking something had happened, she rushed to my room, banging on my door. Seeing her anxious face warmed my heart; we are siblings after all, and she loves me so much. My sister, fearing something might happen to me, insisted that I not stay in a hotel anymore. Unable to resist her insistence, I moved into her room. Thus, this small room of about ten square meters welcomed its third resident.

My brother works as a security guard at a supermarket and rarely lives at 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 staying with my sister for a few days, our relationship deepened dramatically. The awkwardness of a few days ago was gone, and now my sister tells me everything. On the fourth night after I moved in, my innocent sibling relationship with my sister shattered, and a lustful desire for her ignited within me. That night, my sister and I drank a little (please don't get the wrong idea, we didn't have sex while drunk; I have a problem where I urinate frequently after drinking). I woke up in the middle of the night needing to urinate 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 that her little brother was in bed. Unfortunately, my sister didn't stop. Instead, her low panting seemed to get louder. I coughed a few times to let my sister know that I was awake, but she didn't move. I quietly peeked my head out from under the bed, and the scene that met my eyes was truly obscene. My sister was half-curled up, one hand inside her thigh, the other rubbing her full breasts. Her bra was hanging askew on her chest. Her eyes were closed, and her face was flushed. My sister's white body was completely exposed to me.

I stared intently at my sister's heaving breasts, her hands squeezing and kneading them, her breasts contorting with each stroke, white flesh spilling out from between her fingers. Remembering the amazing elasticity I'd felt a few days ago, my heart began to pound, all the blood rushing to my lower body, my penis rising slowly. I reached down to my crotch, rubbing my hard shaft, sometimes playing with my testicles. My eyes remained fixed on my sister. Simply rubbing her breasts no longer seemed to satisfy her desire; her fingers began to move. In the moonlight, I could see her pubic hair was quite thick. Then her hand rested on her crotch, 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 hands rubbed faster and harder, her legs tightly pressed together...

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