[Defending Love] (1-3)

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Chapter 1 Let Me Be Your Sex Slave
Indeed, because of my special circumstances, I developed incestuous relationships with my mother and sister. Looking back,
I even feel it was fate. If it weren't for the accident I had when I was 16, I think I would have
followed the same orthodox path as everyone else. At 16, I became paralyzed from the waist down. From
then on, my fate became even closer to my mother and sister; they became my guardian angels.
Before I turned 20, I never had any sexual fantasies about my mother and sister. Every day, I faced
the reality of my paralysis and the contradiction of how to live a better life. In the first year of my paralysis, I attempted suicide. But
I was saved and have lived to this day. After my suicide attempt, my mother and sister cried and said to me, "If you
die, neither of us can live." Facing these two closest relatives, my tears flowed like a spring. Yes, since my
father left us, the three of us have depended on each other for survival. I had once promised to take on my father
's responsibilities, and how could I abandon them now? From that moment on, I never thought about death again.
Since my father passed away three years ago, my family has faced financial difficulties. Therefore, I decided to seek
help from the Disabled Persons' Federation to find work. Near my home, they arranged a job selling newspapers for me.
While earning some living expenses, I could also study by reading the newspapers. During this time, I also want to thank a friend of my father's. His name is
Uncle Ming, and he is a psychologist. Whenever he had free time, he would come to my house to provide psychological counseling. He also taught me a set of physical therapy
methods to help me recover. During that period, my condition did indeed improve considerably.
Uncle Ming also encouraged me to write, saying that people in hardship can write moving articles. From then on, I began
my writing journey. Before I turned 20, my life was very ordinary. I sold newspapers, read, and wrote every day. The summer I
turned 20, my younger sister graduated from vocational school (she was actually a very good student and could have gone to university, but she
chose to attend vocational school so she could start working as soon as possible and ease the burden on our family). She studied finance and
got a job at a company in our town after graduation. She used her first three months' salary to buy me a computer and even got me
internet access. She said, "Brother, life is inconvenient for you. You can learn more and broaden your horizons through the internet .
You can make friends on QQ and play games to relieve boredom."
After getting a computer, my life did change a lot. It was a whole new world. I learned
about a wider world through the internet and made many online friends. It was during this period that I
started to explore online erotic literature, which opened up a new world for me. As I immersed myself in erotic literature
, I began to find sensation in my lower limbs. I even had several wet dreams.
During that time, I vaguely sensed that erotic desires might be able to cure my paralysis.
Several times, Uncle Ming told me that paralysis wasn't a terminal illness, and that recovery was possible with faith. So,
I started trying to stimulate myself using erotic techniques, stimulating my genitals. Several months later, I felt a positive
response in my genitals. I slowly began to feel the pleasure of my penis becoming erect, something I had never experienced before. From then on, I
wrote about this feeling in my diary every day to motivate myself.
Perhaps because the only women around me were my mother and sister, I had a particular fondness for incestuous literature.
Actually, at that time, I had no incestuous thoughts at all, but reality was changing my consciousness.
My understanding of women was limited to what I experienced through my mother and sister. I saw their figures, smelled their
fragrance, and my blood boiled. When I used erotic techniques, I couldn't avoid their presence, to the point that later
, all I saw were their images. I wrote about my mother and sister as sex slaves in my diary, and even developed
a desire to spy on them, a desire that surpassed my feelings for any other woman. With a mix of excitement and panic
, I repeatedly brought my mother and sister into my dreams, then wrote about it in my diary. That year, I became completely immersed
in incestuous literature. In my diary, my mother and sister became my lovers; we
waged war in the kitchen, living room, balcony, and bathroom; they liked to eat my semen mixed with their food; every day
before work, they insisted on eating my penis and licking my toes…
Things often take unexpected turns. And the unexpected event happened on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. That
year, the weather was very unusual; the moon didn't appear, and instead, it rained heavily with thunder. We
ate our reunion dinner at home as usual. However, I felt the atmosphere was a little different than usual. I could tell my mother and sister
had something on their minds, and I vaguely sensed it might be related to me. I wanted to ask, but I didn't know how, so I
pretended not to notice anything amiss.
After dinner, I watched TV for a while as usual and then went back to my room to go online. At ten o'clock sharp, I would take a shower
, as it had always been my habit. Since I was 17, I'd always bathed myself. Uncle Ming made me
a shower device, which allowed me to shower independently. Aside from the inconvenience of moving around, I could
do almost anything else independently. After showering, I would go back to my room to sleep. Lying in bed, listening to my sister's showering
sounds, my mind was filled with fantasies: While I was having a wet dream, the doorbell rang.
"Brother, it's me," came my sister's voice.
"What is it? The door's unlocked," I said. My heart pounded, afraid that my sister would see through my wicked
thoughts as soon as she entered.
My sister pushed the door open, didn't turn on the light, and went to my bedside, saying, "Brother, it's thundering loudly outside,
I'm scared. I want to sleep with you like we did when we were little." Hearing this, I was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say,
thinking I was still lost in my wet dream. Indeed, when we were little, my sister was a very timid child, especially
when it thundered at night; she was always afraid to sleep alone. She would either sleep with my parents or hold me while she slept. This
habit gradually changed after she turned 12, I think it was because she started puberty. There's something else
I haven't explained clearly. My sister and I are actually twins; I was born first and became the older brother, and she became
the younger sister. She always says I'm not her brother, but her other half.
As soon as she finished speaking, she crawled into my blanket. Only then did I realize that I sleep naked.
My heart was in turmoil. I said慌张地, "Little sister, we're not children anymore, this isn't right."
"But, brother, I'm really scared."
"Then you sleep with Mom! I'm a little uncomfortable."
"Mom's asleep, I don't want to disturb her. We always did this when we were little. You used to sing to me
to sleep. Don't you love your little sister anymore?"
"No, of course I do. My little sister will always be my good little sister."
My sister leaned in and hugged me, just like when we were little. I don't know if my sister felt that I
wasn't wearing anything on my lower body. I lay there, fear and excitement surging through my body, making my breath catch in my throat. I felt
my sister's breasts pressed against my left hand. Her pajamas were thin, and I could even feel her little nipples standing erect.
"Brother, do you remember the lullabies you used to lull me to sleep when we were little? I really want to hear them now." I smelled my sister
's fragrance and hummed lullabies to her.
I don't know how many times I hummed, but suddenly I felt my shoulder get wet and heard sobbing. I
knew clearly that it was my sister crying. I reached out and took my sister's hand, saying with heartache, "My dear sister,
why are you crying? You were fine just now."
"Brother, all these years, you've suffered so much."
"Silly girl, so many years have passed, I've made it through, it's nothing."
I turned on the bedside lamp, stroked my sister's face, kissed her, and said, "Don't cry, my dear sister. Everything will
be alright."
My sister buried her head in my arms, and after a few minutes, she suddenly said, "Brother, there's something I want you to know
. For a long, long time, I've been thinking about how to repay you. If it weren't for that day when you saved me, you wouldn't
be like this now. From that day on, I swore that everything I have belongs to you, brother. Brother, I want to
give you everything I have."
Yes, back then, I became paralyzed because I saved my sister. I had forgotten about it, but my sister
had always kept it in her heart; she had cried in front of me many times because of it.
Soon, I understood what my sister meant by giving me everything, because she was already
pressed against me, her upper body naked.
"Sister, what are you doing..."
"Brother, didn't you want me to be your sex slave?" My sister looked at me, then pointed to my desk. I
suddenly realized, she had read my diary. My face flushed, looking at my sister with a mixture of shyness and amusement.
"Sister, that was just my fantasy, a literary creation. Besides, you shouldn't read other people's diaries."
"But I already have. Brother, I'm willing to give everything for you.
I'll do anything to help you cure your paralysis. Just treat me as your sex slave. You gave me my second life, everything I have
is yours."
My sister's eyes were filled with gratitude and attachment. "Let me be your sex slave, brother. I want to help
you cure your paralysis, let's work together."
Looking into my sister's beautiful eyes, I couldn't help but kiss her. My sister closed her eyes and agreed. My
left hand wrapped around her waist, and my right hand involuntarily reached for her chest. My sister's breasts weren't large, but they were round
and full due to engorgement. By the light, I saw my sister's blushing face,
her cheeks incredibly alluring. Her breasts were flushed and erect from my caresses. Like a tipsy young girl, she let loose in my arms
, enjoying the kiss. Actually, we were both terrible kissers; this was our first time. But
we tried our best. At first, I tried techniques from erotic literature, slipping my tongue into her mouth,
and she quickly reciprocated. Then, our tongues became intertwined, inseparable, kissing until my sister's
body convulsed. She finally stopped, burying her head in my chest, weakly saying, "I can't take it anymore, brother, let
me rest." My sister's body was flushed, her breasts swollen, her muscles twitching erratically. I stroked her
soft, pink body, feeling my penis harden and tingle.
"Brother, I don't really understand that stuff, you have to teach me. I'd do anything for you."
"We're both tired today, let's talk about it later. Sleep well, my dear sister. Thank you for being there." I said, kissing my sister
's forehead. 　　That
night, my sister and I slept in each other's arms, without taking anything further. I didn't know how to take 　　it further because I was still a theorist, completely lacking in sexual experience. More importantly, I was 　　an 　　incomplete
man 　　. ********** ... 　　"But, little sister, I have no experience either. All my techniques are in erotic books and pornographic films." 　　"Okay, brother, I'll learn with you while we watch. I'll learn anything you want." 　　Looking at my sister's docile appearance, my desire surged, but I didn't want to act roughly, so 　　I held my breath and changed the subject, asking, "Tell me, when did you start reading my diary?" 　　My sister looked at me, embarrassed, and said, "Brother, actually, I started reading it a few years ago. It was after 　　you attempted suicide that I accidentally found your diary. It described your suicidal thoughts in the days before you tried to kill yourself. 　　From then on, I was afraid you would try to do it again, so I would read it from time to time. I was afraid of losing you, brother. Later, your writings 　　were all turning positive, and I started to feel at ease. After that, I read it less. Until 　　the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, when I was cleaning your room, I couldn't help but read your diary again. My heart 　　was pounding, and I couldn't describe the complex emotions I felt." 　　"My dear sister, don't you think your brother has gone a bit too far, fantasizing about you and Mom as sex slaves? 　　I can't control my sexual fantasies; they're like a demon. From the day they first sprouted, they quickly took over 　　my heart. I can't help but fantasize about your and Mom's bodies in my dreams, and whenever that raging fire ignites, I feel 　　a new life calling to me. But I never imagined that my sister would secretly read my diary, and willingly so."

" Be my sex slave. Sister, do you really think this is what you should do? Brother, I have to think about your future.
My dear sister, you still have a long way to go. Brother, this is fate, don't take it to heart."
"No, this is our fate. If you hadn't saved me back then, you wouldn't be like this now. My
fate has long been tied to yours. I want to stay with you, brother, I want to help you get treatment. Didn't you say in your diary
that the erotic technique has a more obvious effect? I must help you, brother. Just treat me as
the sex slave in your erotic technique. If you don't get better, I can't forgive myself." As she spoke, my sister
was already crying her eyes out.
Looking at my sister's cute and pitiful appearance, I couldn't answer anymore, so I just held her tightly in my arms.
After a long time, my sister finally sat up from my arms and said, "Brother, I'm going to work. When I come back tonight, let's
study that together!" As she spoke, my sister's face turned red. I said, "Okay,
be careful on your way to work."
That whole day, I was still immersed in the spring sunshine of last night. The scenario I had fantasized about so many times actually
happened to my sister and me. The throbbing pain in my lower body grew stronger and stronger, as if calling for a completely new
me. That night, I lay in bed with a mix of excitement and shyness. My sister came to my room as promised. She
hugged me and kissed me for a few minutes, then asked, "Brother, can we start studying now?"
I turned on the computer, and my sister and I watched porn together. We started with a classic American film,
a classic by Woodpecker. When the male and female protagonists began foreplay, my sister looked at me and smiled shyly. Next,
the male actor revealed his penis, and the female actor immediately kissed him. This scene stunned my sister. The man's large penis was powerful and
strong, banana-shaped, with a red and shiny glans, and his testicles swayed back and forth as the female actor sucked on it.
My sister blushed and asked me, "Brother, do all men have such a big thing down there? Is it really
like that when we do 'that'? Do you have something like that down there too?"
I nodded and said, "Yes, dear sister. But, it's been so long since I used it, it feels numb, and
I can't do 'that' now."
"Then how can I make it better? Like that girl?"
"Something like that. As long as there's enough stimulation, I think it will get better."
"Okay, after we finish watching, I'll do it for you, brother. Whatever you ask me to do, I'll do it."
Then, the male actor started licking the female actor's vagina. My sister looked at me, puzzled. I said, "This is called oral sex,
using your mouth to lick each other's genitals, giving the other person sexual stimulation."
"Is it really that comfortable?" "
It should be very good, look at their blissful expressions."
I was burning with desire and couldn't resist putting my hand inside my sister's vagina. My sister looked back at me as if she'd been electrocuted,
but didn't resist at all, letting my hand explore her vulva. Perhaps she hadn't fully gotten
aroused by the film yet; her lower body was still dry. I wasn't in a hurry to move, just gently stroking her pubic hair.
The male actor's penis was already aimed at the female actor's opening, rubbing the head of his penis against her clitoris, making her
moan loudly. At that moment, I lightly touched my sister's clitoris with my finger and said, "Right here,
one of the most sensitive spots for a woman." As a virgin, my sister had no sexual awakening and didn't react
much to the touch of her clitoris; her breathing remained calm.
I asked, "Don't you feel anything?"
"Just a little itchy, a bit strange."
I thought, maybe my method is wrong, and I should learn more. So, I moved my hand to my sister's chest
and gently rubbed it. My sister seemed to enjoy her breasts more; her face began to flush, and she
would occasionally look at me with a dazed gaze, letting out soft moans.
At this moment, the actress in the video was already overflowing with vaginal fluid, her moans rising and falling. The actor, taking advantage of the situation, aimed
his penis at her opening, but didn't rush in. Instead, he slowly rubbed the head of his penis against her clitoris, making her scream repeatedly
, "Fuck me!" I pointed to the small red spot on the actress's genitals and said, "That's a woman's clitoris. I'm
going to suck on your little red bean properly later, making you feel as happy as the women in the movies."
"Brother, can I not? I feel like she's in a lot of pain. Look, she's covered in sweat
!"
"Silly sister, then enjoy it, the passion of love."
"Really? Do I have to do that?"
"Didn't you say you'd listen to your brother?"
"Yes, I'll do whatever you want. But I have to be gentle with you."
"Of course, you're my most beloved little sister!"
At this moment, the actor began his final assault. However, this was beyond what I needed to learn right now,
so I stopped and said to my sister, "Sister, that's enough for today. Next, we'll
practice what we just learned."
"Okay, brother, should I lick your little brother down there first?" Before my sister finished speaking, she was already
kneeling in front of me like an adult film actress, with a hint of shyness, slowly pulling down my pants. Although I'd fantasized about
my sister giving me oral sex countless times, it still felt a little
unnatural to actually do it in front of me. I even thought I shouldn't have shown those Western films today; compared to them, my little penis was
worlds apart. It was more appropriate to compare it to Japanese ones. I was even afraid that my dear sister would think my penis wasn't
great enough. But all of this was just my pride as a man acting up, wasn't it? Don't men
want to have an incredibly powerful penis to conquer women?
My sister, innocent and naive, smiled gently as she looked at my little penis. I thought she was mocking me
, and I felt terrible, even ashamed.
"Brother, your little darling is cuter. That foreign man's was too scary. Yours is like a little
worm, so cute. I want to kiss it like I love that beautiful woman. My little worm!" My sister looked at my
penis, smiling sweetly, like a little girl seeing her beloved glass slipper. At this moment, my penis
was still soft, slightly engorged from the stimulation of the pornographic film, about 7 or 8 centimeters long.
Half of my glans was exposed.
My sister gently stroked my penis a couple of times with her hand, smiled at me, and slowly leaned in, her pink
tongue tracing its surface back and forth. I felt very lightly, like a tiny ant crawling on my skin.
I could only try to imagine my penis growing bigger and thicker, filling my sister's pink mouth completely. My sister had already
closed her eyes, taking the entire penis into her mouth, her tongue quickly rubbing the glans. Under the
influence of my fantasies and my sister's ministrations, my penis began to feel a little pleasure, growing about 2 centimeters longer. I couldn't help but
gently caress my sister's face. She opened her eyes and looked at me, her happy gaze filling me with immense warmth
. My sister's sucking lasted about five minutes, and I no longer had any further reaction. I felt it was time
to serve my sister; making her happy would arouse my greater sexual desire.
"Sister, let's go to bed. I want to suck your penis, I'm thirsty!" My sister helped me up, and we
lay down on the bed together.
"Good sister, sit on my head. I'm going to suck your genitals."
"Really? I'm afraid sitting on your head will hurt you."
"Then how about this! You sit half-upright on the edge of the bed. I'll lie down and suck." So, we adjusted our positions. My sister
lay diagonally on the edge of the bed, and I lay down between her legs. My sister was wearing pink panties, which looked like
a ball of fire in front of me. A small tuft of pubic hair peeked out on both sides, extremely beautiful. I slowly pulled down my sister's panties,
admiring that virgin territory with undiminished eyes. Last night, I hadn't explored my sister's private parts, but I
had fantasized about its mystery countless times in my dreams. With anticipation all day, I began my new exploration. What appeared before my eyes
was a small black forest, with a small red flower blooming on it. My sister's pubic hair wasn't thick, but it was dense and
lush. Her pink labia peeked out from the dark thicket, incredibly alluring. A few tiny dewdrops clung to the pubic hair
; I guessed they were her vaginal fluid. When her panties were completely pulled down, a faint, sweet fragrance wafted out,
without a trace of any other odor, as pure as the ancient ethereal air of Mount Everest, instantly invigorating me.
"Sister, your little flower down there is so beautiful. It's heartbreaking to look at!"
"Brother, don't stare at my crotch like that, it's so embarrassing!" My sister intentionally or unintentionally
closed her legs, squeezing my head tightly between them. The pubic hair immediately prickled my forehead, a wonderfully itchy sensation.
"Okay, I won't look, I'll just suck." With that, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath of my sister's genitals. My sister
let out a soft moan, squeezing my head even tighter, her clitoris protruding even more, filling my mouth and nose completely.
Afraid my sister wouldn't be able to adjust quickly, I started by gently sucking on her vulva, moving up and down, softly
patting it with the tip of my tongue. My sister's hands involuntarily touched my head, and she kept calling out "Brother, my good brother
..."
In less than two minutes, thick love fluid flowed from her vulva. I sucked on it; the slightly salty taste
was sweet. I sucked it in mouthful after mouthful, and suddenly my whole body felt hot, even my penis
swelled. When I teased my sister's clitoris with my tongue, she couldn't help but writhe,
letting out soft moans.
"My good brother, I'm about to break down. I can't take it anymore." My sister's body writhed more and more violently
. I took the opportunity to slip my tongue inside my sister's labia, in and out, twisting and turning. My sister moaned as she
tried to push my head away, her cries broken and fragmented: "Good brother, I can't take it anymore, I'm about to explode down there, if you
don't let go, I'm going to die..." Before she could finish speaking, a rapid stream of fluid gushed from her vagina
, soaking my face. My sister collapsed onto the bed, her eyes slightly rolled back, her muscles twitching.
This was the first time I had ever experienced female ejaculation. I sucked on my sister's semen with my tongue, feeling incredibly pleasurable
.
I climbed on top of my sister, pinning her beneath me and holding her tightly. I whispered in her ear, "It's okay, my
dear sister, this is a female orgasm. You'll feel better after lying down for a while."
By this time, my sister was starting to feel better. She hugged me tightly, crying, "My bad brother, I
thought I was going to die! You're so bad, so bad..."
Several minutes later, my sister finally came to her senses. She bit my shoulder hard,
glared at me fiercely, and said, "Bad brother, you're such a bad guy! I'm never talking to you again. I told you to stop, but you wouldn't listen
! You scared me half to death! And...and you even wet the bed! How can I face anyone now? Now look what's happened,
I've peed all over your face! You've suffered like this!"
"My dear sister, don't be angry! That's not bedwetting, that's called orgasm and ejaculation!"
"Don't lie to me. Although I don't know much about that, I'm not completely illiterate. Only men orgasm and ejaculate!
I'm a woman!"
"I knew you wouldn't believe me. I'll show you a new movie; it talks about female ejaculation!" To convince
my sister, I found a pornographic film with female orgasm and ejaculation and showed it to her. It was sex education material with
Chinese narration. After watching it, my sister was relieved and said with a smile, "So that's how it is. I really need to
study hard. But that feeling just now was really scary; it felt like my soul was being carried to the heavens
... But after waking up, I felt incredibly relaxed, indescribable. Sex is truly a wonderful
thing!"
"Yes, dear sister, sex is truly the most wonderful thing about mankind! We should cherish
this gift from heaven and enjoy the paradise of love!" After saying that, we kissed again.
"Brother, are you feeling anything down there? Is it better than before?"
"Of course! When you ejaculated just now, I almost got inside you. It was amazing!"
"Really? That's great! From now on, I'll pee on my bad brother every day until he gets up
!" My sister looked at me, smiling mischievously, and gently touched my penis.
"That's wonderful. With my good sister fertilizing me every day, I'm sure I'll grow strong. But next time, it's best
to fertilize the little caterpillar, let it become a big caterpillar, and then cultivate your uncultivated field, so it won't be overgrown with weeds anymore, but will blossom and bear fruit." My sister and I gazed at each other affectionately, 　　filled with hope
for the future .

**********
...

I said, "Sister, I feel like I'm living in a dream. I
even think I'm living in my own diary, like a fantasist. How could I let my sister
make such a sacrifice for me? I want you to be happy, my sister."
"Brother, I understand what you mean. When I first read your diary, I also felt uneasy and afraid,
constantly asking myself, 'Is this the brother I know?' But slowly, I understood. I used to imagine
myself as a paralyzed person, living under the strange gaze of others, helpless and powerless. In such a reality,
what else could keep you going besides unrestrained imagination to fill this emptiness? You
are a good person, not some kind of fantasyr, because everyone has desires. The reason I willingly became your sex
slave is because I also have desires. Since Dad passed away and you became paralyzed in bed, I have lived on
the edge of helplessness and inferiority. In the outside world, I feel very weak, and only when I return home do I feel
warmth. Only our family is the most important thing in my life. Brother, Mom, my dearest people.
When you need me, I will do it without hesitation. I love this family, I love my brother."
"My dear sister, you've become such a sensible young lady. It's your brother who's been too willful. I
shouldn't have let myself go back then. Sister, will you forgive me?"
"Whether it was right or wrong, I don't know. But the only thing I want to do is make my family happy,
and I'll do anything for that. As long as my brother can truly get better, what does it matter if I'm a sex slave? If my brother can truly stand up,
that will be a miracle of love."
I looked at my sister, feeling something beyond happiness, something indescribable welling up inside me. Tears slowly
streamed down my face as I said, "My dear sister, you must marry into a good family and be happy!"
My sister's tears also fell as she said, "I'm happy enough now. As long as there's love, happiness is there!
It doesn't matter whether I marry or not!"
"No, you must marry happily!"
"I promise my brother, I will!"
We kissed, tears flowing into our mouths, a little salty, a little bitter, filled with love, hope, and
a blueprint for a happy tomorrow. I had to admit, at that moment, there was no other way to express our
feelings better than a kiss. I touched my sister's face, just like when I comforted her when she cried as a child. Time seemed to rewind to my distant
childhood; I loved this feeling, carefree and unrestrained. I couldn't help but reach for my sister
's breasts, gently caressing them through her clothes. This caress was a feeling of comfort and gratitude. My sister's nipples hardened, pressing
down only to spring back up quickly. I simply took off her clothes and gently stroked her soft breasts with my hands.
My sister's face immediately turned pink, and soon her whole body was flushed. At that moment, I wanted to go further, but
I didn't want to turn this happiness into just a sexual activity. So I pulled my lips away from my sister's. She still had her mouth open,
looking at me with a bewildered expression, waiting…
I pressed my hand against her lips and said, “Don't be so greedy, my little sister! You know,
I feel really comfortable and natural tonight because I suddenly realized that the love between us is a transcendent
existence! But I still can't summarize it with a specific term.”
“Yes, brother, after talking with you tonight, my heart feels much clearer. Philosophers say that humanity
is inherently sinful! Our love, perhaps, is part of that original sin, something we have to face
.”
“Good sister, you're so understanding. Your words suddenly opened my mind. Our love isn't some kind of
original sin, it's primal love, yes, primal love, the most primitive and genuine kind of love, transcending reality
, no, it's existing alongside reality. Amen, God with me!”
“No, brother, you should say, it's sister with me!” my sister said playfully.
"Yes, it's my sister who's with me!" We looked at each other and burst into laughter!
After that, I hugged my sister and fell asleep. Perhaps because of the happy atmosphere surrounding us, we quickly drifted off
to sleep.
When the sun shone into the room through the window, I woke up and found that my sister was already awake. She was lying next to me,
quietly looking at me, smiling sweetly, with a touch of childish mischief. I asked, "Did I drool in my sleep
?"
"No, guess." "
I can't guess, just tell me, my dear sister."
"Okay, time to witness a miracle!" My sister pulled the blanket off me. At that moment, I was surprised to find that
my penis was erect at a 70-degree angle, about 12 centimeters long. This was the first time since I became paralyzed. I looked at my
sister, unable to laugh or cry, and said helplessly, "This is a protest against life, and a tribute to my sister!"
Hearing this, my sister laughed so hard she clutched her stomach, "Brother, you're hilarious! Okay, since it's paying tribute to me
, I'll accept it, I'll punish it!"
"That's right, it should be punished! Punish it until it becomes a people's hero, immortalized forever!"
"Good brother, stop making me laugh! I'm going crazy!"
"Then hurry up and do it! It's not a protest, not a tribute, it's surrender!"
My sister finally managed to suppress her laughter, leaned over, and took my penis into her mouth. I still felt a tingling sensation, slightly...
A slight warmth emanated from the ground. My sister's mouth moved up and down, teasing my penis, occasionally brushing the glans with her pink tongue
. I could clearly see a thin trickle of fluid flowing from the tip of my penis. My sister, with my penis in her mouth,
never took her eyes off me. She wanted to know my reaction, so she deliberately shook my penis like a flag, saying,
"Let's see if you surrender! I told you to get up last night, but you wouldn't; I told you to sleep this morning, but you wouldn't. Now
I'll use you to make my breakfast sandwich, let's see what you're so smug about!"
My sister, probably infected by my neurotic language, started babbling incoherently as well. I chuckled and said,
"Good sister, this is the legendary 'heart sausage,' which can beautify your skin, enhance your breasts, add a touch of magic, and even keep you young
forever!"
"Liar! Sausages don't grow hair! It's black and long, like a long, dark night."
"The longer the hair, the wider the heart; the blacker the hair, the deeper the love!"
"Brother, you're just talking nonsense. I'm not buying it anymore! Next time, I'm going to shave your hair off. I hate
it!" With that, my sister actually plucked a few of my pubic hairs. She held them in her hand and waved them in front of my eyes
.
Although I couldn't feel the pain, I said with a heavy heart, "There are 999 black roses there,
accompanying me through many years of my youth since I was 12. Sister, can you really bear to get rid of them? Anyway, I absolutely
refuse!"
Just as we were chatting happily, there was a knock on the door. The person outside couldn't be anyone else...
Chapter Two:
"Brother, starting tonight, I'm going to learn sex techniques from you. I want to become your qualified sex slave." The next
day, my sister was sleeping in my arms and brought up this topic with me.
"But, little sister, I have no experience either. All my techniques are in erotic books and pornographic films."
"Okay, brother, I'll learn with you while we watch. I'll learn anything you want."
Looking at my sister's docile appearance, my desire surged, but I didn't want to act roughly, so
I held my breath and changed the subject, asking, "Tell me, when did you start reading my diary?"
My sister looked at me, embarrassed, and said, "Brother, actually, I started reading it a few years ago. It was after
you attempted suicide that I accidentally found your diary. It described your suicidal thoughts in the days before you tried to kill yourself.
From then on, I was afraid you would try to do it again, so I would read it from time to time. I was afraid of losing you, brother. Later, your writings
were all turning positive, and I started to feel at ease. After that, I read it less. Until
the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, when I was cleaning your room, I couldn't help but read your diary again. My heart
was pounding, and I couldn't describe the complex emotions I felt."
"My dear sister, don't you think your brother has gone a bit too far, fantasizing about you and Mom as sex slaves?
I can't control my sexual fantasies; they're like a demon. From the day they first sprouted, they quickly took over
my heart. I can't help but fantasize about your and Mom's bodies in my dreams, and whenever that raging fire ignites, I feel
a new life calling to me. But I never imagined that you would secretly read my diary and willingly
become my sex slave. Sister, do you really think this is what you should be doing? I have to consider your future.
My dear sister, you still have a long road ahead of you. This is fate; don't take it to heart."
"No, this is our fate. If you hadn't saved me back then, you wouldn't be like this now. My
life has long been tied to yours. I want to stay with you, brother, I want to help you get treatment. Didn't your diary
say that the erotic technique has a noticeable effect? I must help you, brother. Just think of me as
the sex slave in your erotic technique. If you don't get better, I can't forgive myself." As she spoke, my sister
was already sobbing uncontrollably.
Looking at her adorable yet pitiful appearance, I couldn't say anything, so I just held her tightly in my arms.
After a long time, she finally sat up from my arms and said, "Brother, I'm going to work. When I come back tonight, let's
study that together!" Her face was flushed as she spoke. I said, "Okay, be
careful on your way to work.
" That whole day, I was still immersed in the springtime of last night. The scene I had fantasized about so many times actually
happened to my sister and me. The throbbing pain in my lower body grew stronger and stronger, as if calling for a completely new
me. That night, I lay in bed with a mix of excitement and shyness. My sister came to my room as promised. She
hugged me and kissed me for a few minutes, then asked, "Brother, can we start studying now?"
I turned on the computer, and my sister and I watched porn together. We started with a classic American
film, a classic by Woodpecker. When the male and female leads started foreplay, my sister looked at me and smiled shyly. Next,
the male actor revealed his large penis, and the female actor immediately kissed him. This scene stunned my sister. The man's large penis was powerful and
strong, banana-shaped, with a red and shiny glans, and his testicles swayed back and forth as the female actor sucked on it.
My sister blushed and asked me, "Brother, do all men have such a big thing down there? Is it really
like that when we do 'that'? Do you have something like that down there too?"
I nodded and said, "Yes, dear sister. But, it's been so long since I used it, it feels numb, and
I can't do 'that' now."
"Then how can I make it better? Like that girl?"
"Something like that. As long as there's enough stimulation, I think it will get better."
"Okay, after we finish watching, I'll do it for you, brother. Whatever you ask me to do, I'll do it."
Then, the male actor started licking the female actor's vagina. My sister looked at me, puzzled. I said, "This is called oral sex,
using your mouth to lick each other's genitals, giving the other person sexual stimulation."
"Is it really that comfortable?" "
It should be very good, look at their blissful expressions."
I was burning with desire and couldn't resist putting my hand inside my sister's vagina. My sister looked back at me as if she'd been electrocuted,
but didn't resist at all, letting my hand explore her vulva. Perhaps she hadn't fully gotten
aroused by the film yet; her lower body was still dry. I wasn't in a hurry to move, just gently stroking her pubic hair.
The male actor's penis was already aimed at the female actor's opening, rubbing the glans against her clitoris incessantly, making the female actor...
The sounds of moans rose and fell. Just then, I lightly touched my sister's clitoris with my finger and said, "Right here,
one of the most sensitive spots for a woman." Being a virgin, my sister had no sexual experience and didn't react
much to the touch; her breathing remained calm.
I asked, "Don't you feel anything?"
"Just a little itchy, a bit strange."
I thought maybe my method was wrong, and decided to learn more. So, I moved my hand to my sister's chest
and gently rubbed it. My sister seemed to enjoy her breasts more; her face began to flush, and she
would occasionally look at me with a dazed gaze, letting out soft moans.
At this moment, the actress in the video was already overflowing with vaginal fluid, her moans rising and falling. The actor, taking advantage of the situation, aimed his
penis at the actress's opening, but didn't rush in. Instead, he slowly rubbed the head of his penis against the actress's clitoris, making her scream repeatedly
, "Fuck me!" I pointed to the small red dot on the actress's genitals and said, "That's a woman's clitoris. I'm
going to suck on your little red bean properly later, and make you feel as happy as the women in the movies."
"Brother, can I not? I feel like she's in a lot of pain. Look, she's all sweaty
!"
"Silly sister, then enjoy it, the passion of love."
"Really? Do I have to do that?"
"Didn't you say you'd listen to your brother?"
"Yes, I'll do whatever you want. But I have to be gentle with you."
"Of course, you're my most beloved little sister!"
At this moment, the male actor had already started his full-on assault. However, this was beyond what I was currently learning,
so I stopped and said to my sister, "Sister, let's stop here for today. Next, we'll
practice what we just learned."
"Okay, brother, should I lick your little brother first?" Before my sister finished speaking, she was already
kneeling in front of me like the actress, still a little shy, and slowly pulled down my pants. Although I'd
fantasized about my sister sexually before, and imagined her giving me oral sex countless times, the thought of it actually happening in front of me still felt
a little awkward. I even thought I shouldn't have watched those Western movies today; compared to them, my little
penis was worlds apart. It was more appropriate to compare it to a Japanese one. I was even afraid my dear sister would think my
penis wasn't impressive enough. But all of this was just my male pride acting up, wasn't it?
Don't men want to possess an incredibly powerful penis to conquer women?
My sister, innocent and naive, smiled gently as she looked at my little penis. I thought she was mocking me
, and I felt terrible, even ashamed.
"Brother, your little darling is cuter. That foreign man's is too scary. Brother's is like a little
worm, so cute. I want to kiss it like I love that beautiful woman. My little worm!" My sister looked at my little
penis, smiling sweetly, like a little girl seeing her beloved glass slipper. At this moment, my penis
was still soft, slightly engorged from the stimulation of the pornographic film. It was about 7 or 8 centimeters long, with
half of the glans exposed.
My sister gently stroked my penis a couple of times, smiled at me, and slowly moved closer, her pink
tongue tracing its surface back and forth. I felt very light sensations, like a tiny ant crawling on my skin.
I could only try to imagine my penis growing bigger and thicker, filling my sister's pink mouth completely. My sister had already
closed her eyes, taking my entire penis into her mouth, quickly rubbing the glans with the tip of her tongue. With this fantasy and my sister
's ministrations, my penis began to feel a little pleasure, growing about 2 centimeters longer. I couldn't help but
gently caress my sister's face. She opened her eyes and looked at me, her happy gaze filling me with immense warmth
. My sister's sucking lasted about five minutes, and I no longer had any further reaction. I felt it was time
to serve my sister; making her happy would arouse my greater sexual desire.
"Little sister, let's go to bed. I want to suck your pussy, I'm thirsty!" My sister helped me up, and
we lay down on the bed together.
"Good little sister, sit on my head. I'm going to suck your pussy."
"Really? I'm afraid sitting on your head will hurt you."
"Then how about this! You sit half-upright on the headboard. I'll lie down and suck." So, we adjusted our positions. My sister
lay diagonally on the headboard, and I lay down between her legs. My sister was wearing pink panties, which looked like
a ball of fire in front of me. A small tuft of hair peeked out on both sides, extremely beautiful. I slowly pulled down my sister's panties,
admiring that virgin territory with my eyes glued to it. Last night, I didn't explore my sister's private parts, but I had
fantasized about its mystery countless times in my dreams. With anticipation all day, I began my new exploration. What appeared before my eyes
was a small black forest, with a small red flower blooming on it. My sister's pubic hair wasn't thick, but it was dense and
lush. Her pink labia peeked out from the dark thicket, incredibly alluring. A few tiny dewdrops clung to the pubic hair
; I guessed they were her vaginal fluid. When her panties were completely pulled down, a faint, sweet fragrance wafted out,
without a trace of any other odor, as pure as the ancient ethereal air of Mount Everest, instantly invigorating me.
"Sister, your little flower down there is so beautiful. It's heartbreaking to look at!"
"Brother, don't stare at my crotch like that, it's so embarrassing!" My sister intentionally or unintentionally
closed her legs, squeezing my head tightly between them. The pubic hair immediately prickled my forehead, a wonderfully itchy sensation.
"Okay, I won't look, I'll just suck." With that, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath of my sister's genitals. My sister
let out a soft moan, squeezing my head even tighter, her clitoris protruding even more, filling my mouth and nose completely.
Afraid my sister wouldn't be able to adjust quickly, I started by gently sucking on her vulva, moving it up and down, and softly
patting it with the tip of my tongue. My sister's hands involuntarily touched my head, and she kept calling out "Brother, my good brother
..."
In less than two minutes, thick love fluid flowed from her vulva. I sucked on it; the slightly salty taste
was full of sweetness. I sucked it in mouthful after mouthful, and suddenly my whole body felt hot, even my penis
swelled up. When I teased my sister's clitoris with my tongue, she couldn't help but writhe,
letting out soft moans.
"My dear brother, I'm about to break down. I can't take it anymore." My sister's body writhed more and more violently
. I took the opportunity to probe my tongue into my sister's labia, in and out, twisting and turning. My sister moaned and
tried to push my head away, crying out intermittently, "My dear brother, I can't take it anymore, I'm about to explode down there, if you
don't let go, I'm going to die..." Before my sister could finish speaking, a rapid stream of fluid shot out from her vagina
, soaking my face. My sister lay limp on the bed, her eyes slightly rolled back, her whole body twitching.
This was the first time I had personally experienced female ejaculation. I sucked on my sister's semen with my tongue, feeling incredibly pleasurable
.
I climbed on top of my sister, pinning her beneath me and holding her tightly. I whispered in her ear, "It's okay, my
dear sister, this is a female orgasm. You'll feel better after lying down for a while."
By this time, my sister was starting to feel better. She hugged me tightly, crying, "My bad brother, I
thought I was going to die! You're so bad, so bad..."
Several minutes later, my sister finally came to her senses. She bit my shoulder hard,
glared at me fiercely, and said, "Bad brother, you're such a bad guy! I'm never talking to you again. I told you to stop, but you wouldn't listen
! You scared me half to death! And...and you even wet the bed! How can I face anyone now? Now look what's happened,
I've peed all over your face! You've suffered like this!"
"My dear sister, don't be angry! That's not bedwetting, that's called orgasm and ejaculation!"
"Don't lie to me. Although I don't know much about that, I'm not completely illiterate. Only men orgasm and ejaculate!
I'm a woman!"
"I knew you wouldn't believe me. I'll show you a new movie; it talks about female ejaculation!" To convince
my sister, I found a pornographic film with female orgasm and ejaculation and showed it to her. It was sex education material with
Chinese narration. After watching it, my sister was relieved and said with a smile, "So that's how it is. I really need to
study hard. But that feeling just now was really scary; it felt like my soul was being carried to the heavens
... But after waking up, I felt incredibly relaxed, indescribable. Sex is truly a wonderful
thing!"
"Yes, dear sister, sex is truly the most wonderful thing about mankind! We should cherish
this gift from heaven and enjoy the paradise of love!" After saying that, we kissed again.
"Brother, are you feeling anything down there? Is it better than before?"
"Of course! When you ejaculated just now, I almost got inside you. It was amazing!"
"Really? That's great! From now on, I'll pee on my bad brother every day until he gets up
!" My sister looked at me, smiling mischievously, and gently touched my penis.
"That's wonderful. With my good sister fertilizing me every day, I'm sure I'll grow strong and healthy. But next time, it's best
to fertilize the little caterpillar, let it become a big caterpillar, and then cultivate your uncultivated field, so it won't be overgrown with weeds anymore, but will blossom and bear fruit." My sister and I gazed at each other affectionately, 　　filled with hope
for the future .

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