[Main Switch]

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My girlfriend agreed to have sex with me.
"There's something I need to tell you first," she said, her expression very serious.
I was startled and silently looked at her, not uttering a sound. After thirty seconds,
I nodded.
"I can't feel sexual desire," she told me softly.
I said I didn't understand.
She thought for a moment, swallowed, and continued.
"I don't feel sexual desire, even with help."
"Have you seen a doctor?"
"I haven't finished yet," she rolled her eyes at me. "It turns out I
can only feel it when my sister is sexually aroused. We're twins."
"Identical twins, telepathy?" I asked. "So you feel it when your sister has sex?"
"I don't know, it's more like I can only feel it when she feels it."
"That's complicated," I said, quite puzzled.
"Just imagine she's the master switch," she explained in a very peculiar way.
"I understand," I said. "But why does God make such strange switches?"
"I want to know more than you do!" she said irritably. 　　 We sat quietly for ten minutes.
" 　　 Go talk to your sister," she suggested. 　　 "What should I say?" I asked. "Should I say I want to have sex with your sister, and ask you to turn on the switch?" 　　 I thought for a moment before speaking. "If I say that, she'll definitely think I'm an idiot." 　　 We sat quietly for another ten minutes. 　　 Suddenly, I remembered something important. 　　 "How did you find out your sister is the master switch?" 　　 She blushed and didn't answer. 　　 I waited a while before asking again. 　　 "So, does your sister know she's your master switch?" 　　 She thought for a moment. 　　 "We've always slept in the same bedroom. In junior high, girls sometimes talked about risqué things." 　　 "One day, my classmates were talking about masturbation, and my sister and I were listening." 　　 She began slowly. 　　 "Back then, I didn't know what sexual desire was because I didn't have any, so listening to those things wasn't a problem 　　. But my sister got aroused while listening, and when we got home, she was still acting strangely." 　　 "After we got back to our room, she asked me how it went, and I replied, 'Huh?'" "At that time, I didn't understand what she was saying." 　　 " 　　 They were talking about masturbation, didn't you feel anything?" she whispered. "That's what my sister asked me." 　　 "I said I didn't," she said. 　　 "My sister said she wanted to try it. At that time, I didn't feel anything at all, but seeing how interested my sister was, 　　I told her, 'I'm going to watch TV,' and left the room." 　　 "After a while, my sister told me she liked the feeling of masturbation, and she was surprised that I said I 　　didn't feel anything." 　　 "I said I just didn't. I had tried secretly touching myself before, but it was like touching my thigh, 　　I didn't feel anything. I told my sister that sometimes when I was playing with my classmates in the locker room, their hands 　　would touch me randomly, and I still didn't feel anything. I asked my sister if she felt anything then, and she said she did." 　　 "My sister shook her head and didn't say anything." 　　 "One day, my sister told me that this couldn't go on, and she blushed and asked me if I wanted her to help me 　　try." 　　 "At that time, I thought about it and felt that what she said made a lot of sense, so I said to her, 'Thank you.'" " 　　 My sister hugged me, her hands moving all over my body. She slowly took off my clothes, touching my 　　breasts, kissing my nipples, touching my vulva. After a while, I said I still didn't feel anything, but my sister said she 　　already felt something." 　　 "My sister took off her clothes in front of me, touched her own vulva, and told me she was wet 　　." 　　 "I looked at my sister's hands, they were really wet, and then I touched my own vulva, it was dry!" 　　 "I saw that she seemed to need it, so I asked her if she wanted me to help her, and she nodded." 　　 "I had no experience, so I just repeated my sister's actions. But my sister couldn't take it anymore, she let out soft 　　moans, and her hands started moving around on my body." 　　 "Suddenly, very suddenly, I felt a strange sensation. I started to lose control, my hands 　　kept moving, and my sister did the same. I started moaning, and finally my sister suddenly got hard, then slowly 　　went soft." 　　 "My hands stopped, and I asked my sister what happened. My sister said, 'I had an orgasm.'" " 　　 I told my sister I had a feeling earlier, and she was happy, but after a while she suddenly asked me," 　　 she said, mimicking her sister's tone. 　　 "My sister thought about it for a while and said it might be her problem." 　　 My 　　 girlfriend stopped there. 　　 "Don't laugh, don't laugh! My mouth is dry, go get me a bottle of Perrier with some lime." 　　 I smiled and went into the kitchen. 　　 I took the Perrier out of the refrigerator, opened it, took two glasses and put them on the table, cut 　　a lime into four pieces, pressed the lime down and put it in the glasses, then opened a bag of Calbee 　　potato chips. With four things in my hands, I returned to the living room. 　　 She looked at the Calbee in my left hand and said, a little unhappy, "Is it interesting? Do I need to eat 　　while listening?" 　　 "I've hit a landmine." I knew immediately. 　　 She cared a lot about this; I was so careless, I hadn't considered her feelings. 　　 The End. Oh no. This will definitely cause trouble for her sister. 　　 Looking at her increasingly angry face, my mind went blank. "Let's calm her down first." 　　 "That's for you to eat," I said. 　　 She stared at me coldly without saying a word.

I put my things down, looked around, and said, "It's a habit, a habit. I always
open a Calbee as soon as I get a Perrier, you know that."
After I finished speaking, I poured the Perrier into a glass and handed her another.
She stared at me for a full twenty seconds before taking the glass.
She took a small sip. "Sour."
She took another sip. "That's it for now, no next time."
"Then what about my situation?" she asked.
"The crisis is finally over," I thought. "There's nothing to do, just be honest, I don't have any
good solutions," I said aloud.
"Then go talk to her," she concluded.
"Wait..." I said.
"If you don't want to, then I'm leaving, don't look for me again," she said angrily.
"It's not that I don't want to, I just want us to discuss it first and agree on a story," I explained.
"Go ahead," she said, taking another small sip.
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"It seems there are only two methods," I said.
"One is her in the living room, the other is me in the living room."
She thought for a moment. "I don't understand."
"Her being in the living room means we're in the bedroom, and she's masturbating in the living room.
" "Then we do some foreplay in the bedroom, the kind of preparatory work we like to do."
"That's hard to understand, let me put it simply." She said.
"That means, while she's masturbating in the living room, we're doing foreplay in the bedroom. When she's aroused, and you
're aroused too, then we immediately penetrate." I finally used the simplest words.
"You're so perverted." She said shyly.
Looking at her blushing face, I slowly walked to her side and hugged her.
"What's wrong?" she asked softly.
"Do you feel anything now?" I hoped to kick her sister away.
She nodded.
I was very happy.
"I feel a little embarrassed." She continued.
I was stunned.
"I know what you want to ask, but I really don't feel anything." She said.
"Can I hug you now?" I asked.
"Yes." She said, blushing.
I told myself to be careful not to make another mistake.
"If her sister isn't here, her blushing means she's embarrassed, nothing more, remember that."
Thinking this, I moved my hands.
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I held her, my right hand gently stroking her face, my left hand exploring her arm. Her vest
couldn't completely conceal the snow-white skin of her arm, and I began to carefully feel her smooth, fair skin.
"I don't feel that way, but I really like this atmosphere," she said softly
. I smiled and kissed her lips.
Her body tensed slightly, then relaxed.
"That's nervousness," I thought.
We kissed tenderly, and after a while, she pushed me away.
I slowly pulled my lips away from hers.
"You're hard," she said.
"You mean my feet?" I mimicked Haruki Murakami.
"Silly, don't recite."
"Yes, I'm erect," I said.
"I said, don't. recite."
"Yes, I'm hard." I changed the adjective.
She smiled. "Do you want me to help you?"
"The dialogue is starting to sound a bit like her sister's." I thought to myself.
"You don't want to?" she asked again.
"With my hands?" I asked.
"Yes, do you think I'd say with my mouth?"
"Hopefully, hope is on earth."
"Take off your pants." She looked at me irritably.
"This is so awkward." I said softly.
"What?" She couldn't hear me clearly.
"I said, can you take off your clothes too?"
"Only long pants are allowed today."
"Okay, deal." I said.
"Silly."
After we took off our pants, we sat down. I wanted to look at her legs, but she had already wrapped her right arm around me,
and with her left hand she pulled down my underwear and slowly grabbed my penis.
"It feels so good." I said.
She laughed.
I placed my hand on her left breast through her vest. She looked at it, as if she wanted to say something.
She shook her head and then slowly moved her left hand.
I looked at her hand and suddenly asked.
"Do you know what this move is called?"
"Duh, don't make a sound, you'll ruin the mood."
I immediately shut up, looked at her face, then at her hands, and finally watched her hand slowly speed up.
"Almost there," I whispered.
She glanced into my eyes, then focused on her hand, continuing to speed up.
Ten seconds later, I ejaculated.
She watched the white semen shoot out from the head of my penis.
"Wow, that's amazing," she said.
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We remained still for five minutes, then I noticed she was looking at me.
I looked at her hand first, then her mouth, then her eyes.
She thought for a moment.
She put her left hand to her mouth and touched it with her tongue. "Satisfied now?"
"Yeah," I said.
She smiled strangely.
Suddenly, she smeared her left hand across my face.
"Oh my god!" I exclaimed.
She pushed me away, got up, and went into the bathroom.
"Clean yourself up," she said before closing the door.
"You shot your stuff all over the house."
"Help!" I yelled.
I went back into the kitchen. I washed my face and opened a bottle of Coke. Then I started spacing out, thinking about how
to persuade her sister.
"This is so hard," I muttered to myself.
"No one would make such a request. It's normal for her sister to think I'm a pervert. How can I avoid being a pervert
?"
I thought as I gulped down my Coke.
"Where are you?" my girlfriend called from the living room. "Why haven't you cleaned yet?"
I quickly finished my Coke. "Coming, I'll go get a rag."
I said, picking up the rag and returning to the living room.
She looked at me, then at the rag.
"Duh, you're not going to use that rag anymore?"
"Then I'll go get some tissues." I paused before speaking. "How do you know this stuff is hard to wash?"
Her face flushed red. "No, some classmates like to talk about this.
I've learned a lot from listening to them." She said very softly.
"Can you tell me what else?" I asked.
"Don't ask, clean!" She got angry immediately.
"Tell me what 'I'm in the living room' means after you're done cleaning!"
She sat down, took a sip of her warm Perrier
, and watched me work.
Honestly, cleaning wasn't a problem, but being watched was really annoying. But there was nothing I could do
; I had to slowly clean the living room, even though I was annoyed.
Those were my things, so I crawled around like a frog, carefully searching for them, and then
wiped them away.
Fifteen minutes later, the job was done.
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I sat down, and she looked at me. I rested for a while.
"Didn't you say you and your sister did 'that' before?" I asked. "'I'm in the living room,' wait for me. You can
come find me around that time to finish the second half,"
I said directly. Too polite a way wouldn't be understood by her, and it wasn't easy to say.
"Is that even possible?!" she exclaimed. "If it really was with my sister, she would never let
me out!"
"Then there's only the first method left," I said.
"That's not good either."
"Yes, I know, neither of those is good. But what other methods are there? The switch is in your sister's hands. Tell me,
what other methods are there?"
"I don't care."
Ha, the woman's famous line finally appeared. I didn't refute it; I knew that refusing would cause trouble.
After a while.
"Miss, I know you don't care anymore, but can we discuss it?" I said again.
I changed my way of expressing my opinion.
"There's nothing to discuss. I definitely won't ask my sister about this. You can decide for yourself if you want to make love."
She began to summarize.
I was already a little unhappy; the devil had finally made his move.
"Actually, there's another method, but it's really impossible."
She looked at me when she heard me say that. "Tell me, the previous methods were actually not feasible either."
I estimated the power of the landmine. I
calculated in my mind for a while and realized that it probably wouldn't blow me up. Ah, it's not necessarily true. I drew a line in my heart.
"Let's call your sister over for a threesome!"
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A threesome, a concept both distant and unattainable.
We didn't make a sound, just quiet breathing.
"You had this thought when you first heard me ask this question, right?" she said after a while.
"No, I immediately thought of the doctor, really."
"And then?" she continued her attack.
I didn't answer.
She silently looked at me.
"Yes," I finally said.
Her face was cold.
I knew she knew me very well. "A normal man would have this thought."
"I knew men weren't any good," she said.
We fell silent again.
"The water's gone, I'll go get another bottle," I said.
"No need," she said.
"Don't move," she said, looking at me.
Finally, she said slowly.
"I've had this thought ever since I found out I have this problem. I know I can't live without my sister.
It's okay for her to have a boyfriend, but it'll be a big problem for me. I haven't discussed this with her, but
I guess she's aware of it."
"She cares about me a lot, after all, I'm her sister, and she was there when she discovered the problem."
"After that, every now and then she would ask me if I wanted to do it together. I'm not her, I'm used to not
feeling anything, so I didn't agree. But she still asks me the same question very regularly, and sometimes she'll even say
, 'Show me first,' which is all over the place."
I made a shocked face.
"Don't make that face, it's no big deal to her," she said.
"My sister won't let me have problems. Besides, she has more ideas than I do, just ask her directly."
The final result was this, a way to turn oneself into a pervert.
"Oh my god~" I groaned.
"Don't cry to the heavens, it's useless," she said. "When do you plan to ask her?"
"I'll think about it in a few days," I said.
"Whatever, do what you think is best," she said.
A
few days later, the discussion resumed.
"I really don't know how to tell your sister," I said.
"Ha, I don't care. If you can handle it, then it's fine," she said with a laugh. "I've been with you for so long..."
" I'm so happy. Sex isn't my cup of tea; it's your thing, not mine. How are you today? Do you want me
to help you with my hands again?"
She had no understanding of a man's suffering.
"If you really can't accept just using your hands, then let's break up," she said. "Although I'll be unhappy,
it's better than seeing that expression on your face."
"But I hope you don't overthink it; I like you," she continued.
I didn't make a sound.
After a while, I asked her,
"Are you really not going to care about your sister's affairs?"
She nodded.
"I like you too, but I have needs for your body, you know that. So, can we
do more than just using our hands?" I thought for a moment and said.
"Orally? No way," she immediately refused.
I thought again. "Then can you take off your clothes and let me hold you?"
she thought for a moment. "Naked?"
I nodded.
"I don't know, but I guess it's okay," she said. "I don't know now, we'll see then."
"Can 'then' be now?" I asked.
She smiled. "How cunning."
"What?" I nudged her.
"Okay, just hugging is fine," she said.
"Who would just hug? At least they have to talk," I thought.
"Then I'll take off my clothes," I said.
She stood beside me, watching me slowly undress.
I was already hard.
"Do you want me to help you undress?" I asked.
"No, and don't talk anymore," she said. "If you talk, it's over for today,"
she commanded.
I silently watched her take off her long skirt. She stopped, and after a while, took off her t-shirt, and
now she was only wearing a bra and panties. I looked at her closely, the pale yellow bra and pearly white panties
, it was really a bit too much.
"Not being able to talk at this time really feels a bit like soft SM," I thought to myself as I watched her. "
What's the name of that manga by Katsura Masakazu again?"
I looked at her, she seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly she laughed. Then she suddenly
took off her bra.
"Does it look good?" she immediately asked.
Round breasts, pink nipples, so beautiful. I didn't look any longer and immediately nodded.
"I wouldn't be that stupid."
She smiled happily when she saw I hadn't fallen for her trick.
"I'm not used to not taking off 　　my underwear, let's talk about it later. 　　 " She 　　 was making a long-term promise again .
"I won't do anything today, you didn't ask me to. 　　 Heh, 　　 you can do it yourself." She said with 　　 a smile, walking to my side as she spoke 　　 . I hugged her 　　 , gently kissed her lips, and then pointed to the bedroom. "Mmm." She made a sound 　　 . 　　 ********** 　　 ... 　　 "She's blushing again. I really don't know why she's blushing even when she doesn't feel anything. Is it really just embarrassment? 　　Strange," I thought. 　　 Thinking about it, my hands didn't stop. I symbolically touched her chest, and she shuddered, her mouth 　　opening. I seized the opportunity to invade her mouth with my tongue. 　　 She seemed to be having a fun tongue-fight with me. 　　 "Oh my god~ I'm going to be the one who can't take it anymore." 　　 I pushed her away with a little force, using willpower to focus my thoughts. 　　 "Let's get started!" 　　 My right hand first placed on her left breast, and she spoke. 　　 "Didn't you say you wanted to hug me?" 　　 "I don't care." 　　 Ha, now it's my turn to say I don't care. At this point, who cares? 　　 I gently opened my mouth and sucked her right nipple into my mouth, then carefully sucked on it. She watched my 　　actions happily. 　　 "Oh my god~ Is this sex?" 　　 She seemed to hear my thoughts. 　　 "I'm very happy now, don't worry about my feelings, just be happy yourself," she 　　said, stroking my hair. 　　 I glanced at her panties again, and she reacted immediately. "Don't even think about it." 　　 I had no choice but to focus my attention on her breasts. Although there was no sexual desire, the feeling 　　was quite warm and pleasant. One shouldn't be too greedy; I'll think about it later. 　　 As I suckled, my right hand slowly moved towards her panties. She immediately noticed; I knew she was watching me, 　　but I didn't care. I placed my hand on her vulva, stroking it through her panties. 　　 "That's enough, don't push your luck!" she warned me. 　　 After a while, she said, "Isn't it wet? Think about whether you want to break up." 　　 I didn't have time to care about her nonsense. I moved my hand from her vulva to my penis, slowly 　　moving it. 　　 She watched my movements and sighed softly. "Sigh, why bother?" 　　 Of course, I took it as another lie and started sucking her nipples hard. 　　 "Ouch!" 　　 I ignored her and began to suck harder with my right hand, preparing to speed up. 　　 She placed her hand on my right hand, palm facing the glans. 　　 I sped up. 　　 "I love you," she said. 　　 I ejaculated immediately upon hearing that, shooting into her palm 　　 .

After she took her hand back, I moved away from her breast.
I looked at her.
She slowly put her hand to her mouth, circled some semen with her tongue, and put it in her mouth.
"It's not bad," she said.
She then put her hand to my mouth, and based on experience, I immediately moved it back.
She smiled strangely again.
"If you want to give oral sex, eat all of this on my hand!" "
Oh my god~~"
"You have to prove that you can put this stuff in your mouth.
" "No need to prove it, it's just some protein.
" "Idiot, I've already eaten it, what are you afraid of?
" "The problem is, what man eats this stuff?"
"What are you trying to say? Oh, I'll let you speak."
"Yes..."
"That stuff is for girls, boys don't eat it." I said immediately.
"Who said that? Boys don't eat it, and girls don't eat it either!" she said. "Who knows when you'll
spit it out."
"You'll know after doing it a couple more times." I said.
"I. Don't. Care. If you want to give oral sex, eat all of this on my hand!"
"Oh my god~ she's like a queen~"
I really couldn't imagine what it would feel like to put that stuff in my mouth. I'm not a pervert, there's no way I'd like to
eat that stuff.
"So?" she pressed.
"Thinking about it," I said.
She looked at me silently, without saying a word.
I was calculating in my mind. The biggest problem was she couldn't do it. I wasn't interested in the third hole, so only the mouth
and hand were left. What if I lost the mouth too?! But I wasn't willing to eat that stuff. I
definitely wouldn't eat it if other girls asked me to!
Looking at her expression, I already knew there was only one answer; the young lady was very direct.
"Come on," I said.
"I'll feed you," she suddenly changed her approach.
"That's much better than eating what she's holding," I thought.
She slowly put what was in her hand into her mouth, then kissed me, and finally guided my food into my
mouth.
"Oh my god!"
She pulled her head back, looking at me quietly.
I couldn't swallow it no matter what; that stuff in my mouth was slippery and disgusting.
She spoke again. "Never mind."
I didn't understand. Did "never mind" mean I didn't have to eat it? Could I spit it out?
She pressed her lips to mine again, and I quickly guided the contents back into her mouth.
She looked at me, then slowly swallowed, and smiled.
"Silly."
The crisis was over, but a strange taste lingered in my mouth.
It was as if she truly heard my thoughts. "Go brush your teeth."
I immediately ran to the bathroom, but before going in, I suddenly remembered that she had also eaten my food.
"Let's brush together," I said.
"Hmm, no need, I like your taste," she said happily.
I was happy to hear that too, but I still decided to try not to kiss her today.
Afterwards, we cooked some dumplings, lamb and cabbage, and I told her to eat more garlic sauce, which she rolled her eyes at me.
After eating, we went back to the old problem.
I thought for a while.
"Let's have dinner with your sister one day next week," I said.
"Finally made up your mind?" she asked.
"Yes!" I said very confidently. "Today I even ate semen, nothing is
more terrifying than that."
"Really?" she asked.
"Really," I replied.
"Then next time I'll make you eat it."
"I surrender. I was wrong."
"Hmph." She laughed.
"Stop playing around," I said. "I'm actually a little scared."
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The day of reckoning arrived.
"Did you tell your sister?" I asked her.
"Yes, I told her we'd eat together today. I won't. Tell my sister about that. Give up."
She told me very seriously.
"I didn't mean that." I was pretending to be stupid.
"Oh, really?" she asked.
"No." I answered honestly.
I was already very afraid of her, afraid that she would come up with some other trick.
"Hmph." She made a meaningless single sound.
"Where should we eat?" she asked again.
"The one next to your house." I suggested.
"Hmm." Another meaningless single sound.
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Arrived five minutes early, then waited fifteen minutes.
Saw her walking over again.
"Sister." We called out.
We arrived earlier than those who had been at home all day.
Her sister sat next to her.
I looked at the two of them; they really couldn't tell them apart when they sat down.
"Let's order," her sister said.
But once they spoke, it became clear who was which. Her sister usually spoke gently, while her older sister had a commanding presence
.
"I'll do it," she said.
Of course, I wouldn't order food in these situations; it's too easy to make a mistake.
She ordered a few stir-fries they liked and asked if I had any objections. No way
, I could possibly have any objections today, I smiled. "No."
The crucial moment had finally arrived.
"I know about her situation," I told her sister.
"Her situation?" Her sister didn't quite understand what I meant.
"The main switch issue," I explained.
"What's this about the main switch?" Too abstract for her to understand these whispered conversations between two young people.
"It's about feelings." She couldn't help but interject. "
Heh, saying 'definitely won't'..." I thought to myself.
"Oh~~~" her sister said. "I understand."
After understanding, her sister completely ignored me, so I had to shut up.
"You've decided to be with him?" her sister asked.
She nodded.
"Don't just nod about something so important. What's the point of nodding? Say it out loud." her sister said impatiently
.
"Yes, I've decided." She said softly.
"Good!" her sister patted the table.
"The food's here, let's eat." her sister said. "I haven't eaten anything today."
We exchanged glances. "So what's the result?" Our eyes were communicating.
Her sister looked at us. "What's wrong? Haven't you had enough of looking all day?" her sister said. "
Let's eat."
We had no choice but to look away and eat in silence. Finally, we finished all the food. Her sister really knew how to 　　 eat 　　 ; 　　 it 　　 seemed 　　 like she had
n't eaten anything all day. 　　 "Let's
go home!" her sister said. 　　 "
Go 　　 buy some ice cream. 　　 " 　　 This was directed 　　 at 　　 me 　　 . 　　 ********** 　　 ... 　　 "I've thought about it, but it doesn't seem like a feasible method, and besides, how can we bring this up?" I 　　 said. "Hmph." Her sister made another strange sound. "Liar." "Then what method do you have, sister?" I asked. 　　 Her 　　sister 　　 looked 　　 at 　　 me 　　 , 　　 then 　　 at 　　 her 　　 . 　　 " 　　 Of 　　 course 　　 , it 's 　　 a threesome ." Her 　　sister said. 　　 ********** 　　 ... " 　　How far have you gone ?" 　　 She blushed and nudged me. 　　 "Nothing much, just kissing." I said casually. 　　 "Really?" her sister asked. "Lying doesn't do any good. You'll see through it in no time." 　　 "Sister, how can you ask like that?" 　　 "I just want to know." 　　 "You really are... okay, okay, I'll tell you, it's hands, hands, that's all." Her face turned red again. 　　 "Only hands? What about mouth?" her sister pressed. 　　 "No, no, that's all." She emphasized. 　　 "What about butt?" 　　 I was dizzy. 　　 She looked to the side without saying anything. 　　 "Okay, I understand completely." her sister said. 　　 "Go take a shower first, and wash yourself thoroughly." her sister pointed at me. "Use my sister's towel, the pinkish-yellow 　　one. After you're done, don't wear your dirty clothes, sit in our room, don't sit on the bed, and don't touch 　　anything. Got it?" 　　 "Got it." I said. 　　 "Go on, I have something to say to my sister, don't eavesdrop." She gave the order. 　　 I walked towards the bathroom, taking the first step towards my dream 3P. 　　 ********** 　　 ...

"You look so sullen," I said honestly.
"It's only been a few minutes, what's wrong? Getting impatient, huh?" her sister teased me.
She nudged her sister.
"Fine, I'm telling you formally, you have to be nicer to my sister from now on, otherwise..."
"Of course, definitely."
Then everyone fell silent, as if they didn't know how to start.
Her sister didn't seem to have any experience with threesomes either, she was so confident just now.
"Let me see yours first," her sister said.
I realized that after hearing that, I felt like I was going to become a gigolo. But for the sake of a threesome, I had no
choice but to do as she said.
"How small, sis, you're better off without a man like that." her sister dropped a bombshell.
"No...no...no, that's not it." she hurriedly said.
"He..." she couldn't say it. "Go ahead."
"Mine is dried sea cucumber, add some water and it will quadruple in size." I said loudly.
"Oh, add some water? My sister's?" Her words started to sound lewd.
"Yours is fine too." I grinned wickedly.
"Heh, sis, look how lewd he is." He actually poisoned me.
"Sis, stop playing with him," she said.
My sister is so understanding.
"Don't be so stingy, playing around won't kill you," her sister said.
Yes, planting bombs and poison won't kill anyone, but I could get seriously injured if I'm not careful.
Seeing that the atmosphere was good, I went over and hugged them, one in each arm.
Suddenly, I realized I was sitting on the ground; I had been pushed over, really pushed over.
"What are you doing?" her sister shouted.
I didn't know what was going on.
I looked at her sister, then at her. Her eyes told me she didn't know what was happening. I had to be careful
.
"I just hugged you." I said very carefully.
"Who told you you could hug me?" her sister yelled.
"Can't I even hug you? Didn't we just talk about a threesome?" she couldn't help but say.
The two sisters seemed about to start arguing.
"Does a threesome mean you can just hug me like that?"
"Then how can we do it if we don't hug? Are you sitting on top of me?" They
finally started arguing.
"Who told you I would do it with him?" her sister asked.
Silence.
She glanced at me, a look that told me to go and die.
"Sis, isn't a 3P supposed to be three people doing it together?" I asked cautiously.
"Wrong, three people together. I'll do it with my sister, you'll do it with my sister, and I won't do it with you," she pointed out my
mistake.
"But a 3P usually means three people doing it together," I said.
"You penetrate her, I touch her, and you don't touch me, isn't that doing it together?" she gave an example.
"Don't be so greedy. My sister has already given herself to you, and you still want me?"
"But you said 3P."
"Yes, the 3P I'm talking about is the 3P as I understand it," her sister concluded.
Then silence.
"I understand, let's just go with my sister's interpretation. Thinking about it carefully, it's actually a good thing. How could both sisters give themselves
to you?" she said.
She seemed relieved.
"Exactly," her sister said.
"What about later?" she asked.
"What later?" "After
you have a boyfriend. "
"I won't date a guy," her sister waved her hand and said.
"Are you really a lesbian? No wonder you always say you want to do this and that with me." She finally understood.
"Who said I'm a lesbian?" her sister asked.
We were stunned.
Her sister laughed, but it was more like a sly laugh.
"I'm narcissistic, it's gotten worse since I learned how to masturbate," she said slowly.
"I started to dislike being touched by anyone, men or women."
"Have you seen a doctor?" she asked cautiously.
"No, I don't think there's anything wrong with it, I quite like it."
"Oh my god~ what a crazy family."
"Then...then how can you do 'that' with me..." she asked shyly.
"Silly girl, what's the difference between you and me?" her sister said. "Holding you feels the same as holding myself, and
our faces are the same, ha, twins are so lucky."
This time, being stunned was beyond words. How could anyone be like this? The saddest thing was that she was her sister.
"You." Her sister pointed at me. "Go get me some hot water, I don't want any weird drinks."
I quickly grabbed a towel.
"You don't need a towel? It's just the three of us, go naked. Go away." Like calling a paparazzi.
I had no choice but to comply, but I still felt like she was playing a trick on me.
Because I took half of hers.
****************
Her sister gulped down her water.
"Do you understand now?"
We nodded.
"Then remember, never touch me again," her sister said, pointing at me.
"There will be accidents," I said. "
I'll know if it's an accident or not; if it's intentional, my reaction will be huge," her sister said.
I nodded.
"Okay, sis, come with me, I have something to discuss with you,"
she nodded.
"You wait here, don't touch anything," she told me.
"Okay, okay." It's always the same thing. "
Later, I'll have them perform first, then follow my performance, ha." Whenever I have a spare moment, I start daydreaming again.
"Knock! Knock!"
"We're coming in," she said from outside the door.
Huh? Unusually polite.
"Please come in."
I was immediately stunned.
God, Buddha, Guanyin… They walked in completely naked.
I saw her breasts again, but this time there was a pair that were exactly the same. I hadn't paid close attention last time, what
a failure! This time I had to look carefully.
Their breasts weren't large, but they were very round, looking soft, but I knew they were very firm, and
they smelled wonderful. The unique smoothness of the nipples looked like pearls under the light. Looking further down,
the black hair above their vulvas was very short and sparse, and I could see the cleft inside.
"Who am I?" they asked.
Jackie Chan? Lost in thought.
"You…" I pointed to one of them, then looked her up and down, first at her breasts, then at her hair, then turned to the other,
doing the same.
Their figures were the same, except one of them had a little more hair.
People say that long pubic hair means a strong sex drive.
She had no sex drive when the switch wasn't on, and her sister liked to masturbate, so the one with more hair must
be her sister.
I pointed to the one with more hair.
"You're the older sister," I said.
"Wrong," the one next to me said. "I'm the older sister."
I looked up. "Isn't it said that 'longer pubic hair means a stronger sex drive'?"
"Duh, the length is the same no matter how you look at it, I just have a little more." she said.
I was stunned for a moment, then I thought of the best way.
"Wow, what are you doing!" I hugged her tightly, and she immediately pushed me away.
"Oops, I've been hit by lightning." I knew it. "Unexpected, unexpected, she just said she was the older sister."
"Hmph." her sister said. "I miscalculated, you're lucky."
I hit the jackpot.
"Sit there and shut up." her sister said.
"Sis, I missed you so much." her sister turned around and hugged her.
She looked at me, a little embarrassed.
"What are you afraid of? Hasn't he seen you before? I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"
She nodded.
"What does nodding mean?" her sister ignored her, turned to me, and smiled. "Thank you,
I'll start now, watch the show for a while, I'll call you when it's your turn."
Hearing this, I immediately got hard.
She glanced at her sister, then at my erection.
"No self-pleasure, or you'll have to do it yourself all night."
She suddenly spoke, startling me. I immediately nodded; I wouldn't fall for her trick and speak up.
She glanced at me again before embracing her sister. Their faces slowly touched, identical faces,
different expressions, like magic mirrors.
They kissed gently, one kiss after another. Watching twins kiss was quite amusing. As if unable to stand
, they kissed until they fell onto the bed, kissing more forcefully, their movements becoming a bit rough.
Their lips parted.
"Why are you so proactive today?" Judging from the voice, I guessed this was the older sister.
"Being proactive or passive is the same, isn't it?" she whispered. "If you get excited sooner, I can feel it sooner
, isn't that better?"
"Hmph," her sister said. "I won't let you go until you do it properly with me."
She glanced at me again, then lowered her head to suckle her sister's nipple, while her other hand played with the breast beside her. Her sister
gently stroked her back and head with both hands, very tenderly. Her sister's nipples hardened and changed color in her hands,
and her breathing gradually quickened.
Her sister smiled at me, patted her head, and she looked up at her sister, whose gaze drifted to me.
She looked at her sister strangely, then at me, and smiled too.
What was so funny? I didn't understand.
She spat out her nipple, looking at me as she stuck out her tongue and licked it.
Her sister's smile widened.
I understood; they were teasing me.
Her sister pulled her up, kissed her gently, and reached between her legs with her right hand.
She parted her lips and pushed her sister away with her tongue.
"I don't feel anything yet," she said.
Her sister looked at her nipples, and I looked at hers; they were flat and not yet erect.
Her sister touched between her legs for a while, played with the pubic hair, and then pushed her head towards her waist.
"Can you give me oral sex?" her sister asked.
"I don't know," she thought for a moment.
"Give it a try," her sister said, then slowly parted her thighs,
revealing her thin labia majora between her vulva.
She looked at her sister's vulva, then nodded after a moment.
She first brushed her sister's pubic hair away with her hand, then slowly pressed her lips to her vulva, gently
kissing her labia majora. She looked at me, her eyes filled with tenderness.
I understood what she meant; I was next. We exchanged silent glances.
"Ah~" her sister finally groaned, giving me one last look before closing her eyes. She
played with her breasts, then stroked her body down to her legs. After playing with the pubic hair for a while, she finally
pushed her sister away, then used her fingers to separate her soft labia majora, revealing her most intimate labia minora. She looked at
them, then gently licked her labia minora with her tongue, occasionally inserting her tongue deep into her vagina. Her sister's
vagina was secreting nectar, and she began to suck on it.
"Fingers," her sister groaned. "Can I put my fingers in?"
She stopped sucking the nectar, and her sister parted her labia majora a little more. She looked at the opening, and then
gently inserted her right index finger into her vagina. When it was halfway in, she suddenly stopped.
"Sister, you..." She seemed to be asking for confirmation.
"Yes, come on, I've always been afraid of pain, and you've always refused to do it with me." She paused, glancing
at me. "You're really lucky, you get to see two girls lose their virginity in one night." Her sister
closed her eyes after saying that.
"Why say such harsh things?" she said. "I'm really coming."
"Come on."
She slowly inserted her finger again, and her sister shuddered.
"All done," she said.
"Let me see."
She pulled her finger out; there was some red blood on it.
"I want to eat it. Give me your hand," her sister said.
"Sister..."
She held her hand to her sister's mouth, and her sister gently licked it with her tongue, finally putting her finger in her mouth
and sucking on it. The nectar and blood on her finger finally disappeared.
"Sister..."
"No need to say anything. I've always hoped for this. I've always hoped you would break my body and then
eat your own virginity," her sister said. "You should eat some too, to leave me with some memories."
"Feed him some too. It's rare to have someone else here at this time," her sister added.
"He's not just anyone!" she said, inserting her finger back in, gently turning it once before pulling it out
, it was covered in nectar and blood again.
She slowly walked up to me. "Eat it! You'll have to eat mine later," she said gently.
After I sucked her finger clean, I still wouldn't let go.
"Okay, look, I'm already hard and wet. Don't be impatient, it'll be your turn soon."
I looked at her nipples, tiny little ones, and they were really hard. She touched her crotch and
showed me again. Wow! I was so excited! I quickly reached for her vulva, her juices were so good, I wanted to quadruple my desire!
But she reacted quickly and immediately slapped my hand away.
She went back to her sister's crotch, parted her labia with both hands, and began to suckle her virginity. She gently sucked, then
inserted her fingers deeply, drawing out more nectar and virginity, slowly pushing her sister to the edge of orgasm.
"Stop!" her sister called out. "No, don't continue, if I orgasm, all my efforts will be wasted."
"Sister..." she hugged her sister excitedly. "You're so good to me."
"Silly girl," her sister said. "Open up a little, let me touch you."
"Okay." She opened up a little, and her sister touched her.
"That's enough," her sister said to herself.
"Come here!" This was directed at me.
I walked to the bedside and looked at the two of them. I really couldn't understand what her sister was thinking.
"Sis, wait a minute," she said. "I promised to give him oral sex."
"Okay, then please. Oh, I'm a little interested in that. Can I have some to try later?"
"Hmm, but didn't you say..."
"Silly, you can just feed me with your mouth. I won't touch his penis."
I was stunned. What was going on? Who would be so interested in bodily fluids? The twins'
strangeness was really in sync, unbelievable.
"Okay," she said. "Come on, I'll suck it out for you. Haven't you always wanted to do this?"
"But now I want to insert more."
She looked at me.
"You can definitely do it with me today," she said.
She guessed what I was thinking again.
She started licking my penis with her tongue, back and forth, left and right, not missing a single spot. Finally, she put my
penis in her mouth and sucked on it, slowly moving her head. We looked at each other, communicating. Finally, she lowered her eyes
and slowly accelerated her head movement.
I looked at her sister, who was lying down watching me perform oral sex. Her right hand was slowly masturbating, and I could clearly see
her insert half of her middle finger, slowly thrusting in and out.
Finally, I ejaculated in her mouth.
She stopped moving, but continued sucking on my penis. I saw her swallow a little before slowly spitting
it out. She looked at me, then turned to her sister, stopping about ten inches away. Her sister opened
her mouth, and after positioning herself, she opened it slightly, her saliva and my penis dripping into
her sister's mouth. She slowly pressed her lips to her sister's, and finally, their lips met, and they began another round
of wet kissing.
I really don't understand why she knows so many techniques; wasn't she supposed to be a virgin with no libido?
But not understanding is one thing, seeing her feeding her sister like this is another. When her sister swallowed my
penis, I got hard again.
I reached out to her and gently stroked her back.
After kissing her sister for a while, she left her sister and sat up facing me.
"Sis, sit behind me and hug me," she said.
Her sister sat behind her and hugged her, pressing her right cheek against her left cheek, gently playing with
her already hardened nipples.
She moaned, her eyes fixed on my penis.
"Sis, it's not small, is it?"
Her sister nodded, looking at my large penis.
"I misspoke earlier, you're going to suffer later," her sister added, threatening again. "
I'm not afraid, as long as it's wet, I'm not afraid. Can you check if it's wet enough?" she
whispered in her sister's ear.
Her sister nodded, placing her left hand between her legs and stroking for a while.
"Wet enough, that big should be able to go in," her sister said.
"Go away, you wouldn't understand, you only know my fingers."
Wow, she was incredibly sexy when she was aroused, with a killer intensity.
She glanced at me out of the corner of her eye. "Sis, help me separate them so he can see."
"Okay." Her sister parted her labia majora with both hands, revealing her rose-red labia minora to me.
I started to lose control, praying to God that I wouldn't ejaculate prematurely.
She stared straight at me, then turned her head after a while, still looking straight at me, and softly
blew a breath into her sister's ear.
"Sis, do you want to help me?" She paused here. "Losing my virginity!"
Oh my god~ I screamed inwardly.
"What's going on, is she possessed?" I wondered.
"He won't mind you," she said, looking at me.
Her sister looked at me.
"Yes, I don't mind your fingers, but I'll still be jealous." I looked at her sister,
hoping she would understand.
She saw us looking at each other; of course, she understood what I was thinking.
I looked at her again and saw a glint in her eyes.
I suddenly understood. This was her game. She had been playing this game ever since she told me about her problem.
She used herself as a tool to manipulate me, and I had been playing along. I was a little unhappy, but
thinking that she sometimes couldn't bear to stop the game, I quickly calmed down. But this time, she really went too
far, using my "virginity" to play the game. I looked at her with displeasure.
She smiled, very sweetly, her eyes shining. She knew I understood.
Her sister thought for a moment and shook her head.
"He's your boyfriend, and he seems to have tolerated you for a long time."
"Yeah, but he's..." she said again.
"Hey, what?" "I'm normal."
"Sis, look, he hasn't said a word yet, he's enjoying it."
Evidence?
I remained silent, wondering if it was true. It seemed so. Every time she forced me to do something I didn't like
, I always agreed, and when she gave me a little something afterwards, I was ecstatic.
Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll think about it after tonight. Tonight, there are more important things than "m".
"No, let him come." Her sister said. "Just give me some of your virginity to eat, I like it."
It seemed true; her sister had been eating non-stop tonight.
"Then help me spread it wider, remember, push him away as soon as he touches you." She was still playing around.
"If he wasn't intentional, I wouldn't have reacted so strongly." Her sister ignored her, and as she spoke, she
used her hands forcefully, making the opening even more clearly visible.
"Is that enough?" her sister said.
"Come on. This is your reward for your hard work, a reward you only have one chance to receive." She said with a seductive smile.
I didn't care about the prize money.
I stood in front of her, looking into her eyes, and slowly pushed my penis into her opening
until my thigh touched her sister's hand, and my penis reached its end.
"Huh, where's the hymen? Is she playing tricks again?"
But when I saw the pain in her eyes, I knew I was overthinking it.
I gently pulled it out halfway, and I finally saw blood; it was a very thin type.
"Pull it out, I want to eat it," she said.
Eating her own virginity again, a very strange interest, and the strangest thing was that both she and her sister had this strange interest
. I pulled out my penis, there were a few traces of blood, and I straightened my back and put it to her mouth. She slowly
ate all the traces of blood on it.
"Sister, do you want to eat it now?" she said after spitting me out.
"No, let's wait until he ejaculates before eating it. Eating three things while masturbating should taste even better." "
I... ugh... never mind..."
"Then, I'll wait here and eat it." Her eyes flickered.
What kind of rubbish conversation is this? It's driving me crazy.
Her sister sat down beside me, gently stroking her clitoris, watching our performance.
She lay down on the bed, and I climbed on top of her, looking at her glistening vulva.
She gently parted her labia majora with both hands to show me.
"Come on," she said seductively, closing her eyes.
After thanking all the gods, I slowly reinserted my penis into her vagina.
"Hoo," she made some ambiguous sounds of pleasure.
I pulled out gently, then thrust back in forcefully.
"Slap." The sound of flesh was very crisp.
I began to thrust gently.
"Slap... slap... slap... slap..." a very rhythmic sound.
I gently stroked her face with my right hand, sometimes stroking her breasts forcefully, while my lower body began to
thrust forcefully, the rhythm quickening. She started to react more strongly, moaning loudly with her eyes closed, making strange monosyllabic sounds, her lower body 　　arching upwards
with my thrusts. 　　 Finally, she climaxed and stopped moving. I worked on her limp body for another three minutes before I 　　ejaculated. 　　 I lay down on top of her and rested for a while. 　　 "You can talk now. You did a great job. I love you." 　　 My performance was certainly good, but I knew she wasn't referring to that, but to "m," because of her strange body 　　. She needed a "m" to love her, to balance her somewhat unbalanced mind. 　　 "I love you too, even though your love is a little strange." 　　 She gently bit my shoulder. " 　　 Your first climax? You should thank me." I didn't let her off the hook. 　　 She hit me. "Get up, I'll show you something." Her eyes flashed. 　　 What was going on? I thought about it, but didn't understand. 　　 She pushed me off the bed, then sat on the edge, and slowly opened her legs with me. 　　 Her vulva shone, her labia majora were looser than before, and there looked like a small hole in the middle of the labia. 　　 Of course, there really was a hole, but it wasn't visible before without using my hands to separate them. 　　 Looking closer, some white and red stuff slowly flowed out. Wow, I get it now, those 　　leaked videos from AVs were fake. It really is that beautiful, and the white stuff is her own, which makes it even more 　　touching. 　　 "Is it pretty?" she asked. 　　 "You're the prettiest." I wouldn't make such a stupid mistake. 　　 I looked at her sister again and saw her smile. 　　 "Your sister is pretty too, you two are the prettiest." 　　 "Seeing how pretty you are makes me hard again, look." 　　 She didn't care about my erection and smiled. 　　 "Is my sister's stuff delicious?" 　　 Oh my god! I've been tricked. 　　 "You ate my sister's, so you have to eat mine too!" 　　 "But..."

"There are no 'buts' anymore. You want my sister to leave me, right?"
"This..."
"Shut up!"
I had no choice but to remain silent.
She started looking at me coldly.
After a while, I nodded.
She smiled.
I had no choice but to slowly lower my head and lick some white and red stuff from her vulva with my tongue.
"Good girl~ Okay, let me see."
I had to act like an AV actress and show her what was in my mouth.
"Okay, eat mine. If you don't want yours, you can spit it out." She said with a smile.
Spit it out separately? Are you kidding me. To be honest, she had already said that when I was eating her sister's, but I couldn't remember. It
was really my fault. At that time, I didn't care about anything as soon as I saw that I could start doing it.
Her sister stood up and patted me, as if to encourage me.
"Eat it, eat it." She encouraged me.
Because it wasn't the first time I had put it in my mouth, and this time it was only a little bit, I didn't have the same disgusting feeling as last time.
"So be it!"
I swallowed everything in my mouth in one gulp.
"Let me see."
I had no choice but to do as she said.
"Good girl~"
"Still hard, is it because you can eat my virginity? You're happy, aren't you? That's my virginity,
my first time, hee hee."
I looked at her, thinking about how cute she was when she wasn't feeling anything, blushing easily, shy. But once she felt something,
it was like Sailor Moon transforming, she became a completely different person, both alluring and sexy. Is it really true
that the greater the pressure, the greater the resistance?
She glanced at her sister. "Okay, my sister wants to eat something, heh, I want to eat yours again."
My penis was red, white, hard, and transparent. She looked at it, smiled, and then first cleaned it with her mouth , then started giving me oral sex. 　　 Meanwhile, her sister ate
her midnight snack between her legs, masturbating 　　 while 　　 eating. In the end, she
swallowed all the bodily fluids.
********** ... I don't know why she plays these 　　games, nor why she treats me like a "m," although she does seem somewhat like one when she plays. 　　 The strangest thing is that she's incredibly perceptive of my thoughts, as if we were twins 　　. 　　 "No," she suddenly spoke, startling me. 　　 "Here we go again," I thought. 　　 "I just sense your thoughts; often I'm just guessing. And your eyes are very expressive; I 　　can guess just by looking at them a couple of times." She whispered beside me with her eyes closed. 　　 "I will always love you, until one day you tell me you can't take it anymore." 　　 "Hmm, your love is really strange," I told her again. 　　 "Yes, if you love me, you must accept it," she said. 　　 "Yes, I will try my best." 　　 "What about my sister in the future?" she changed the subject. 　　 "What?" 　　 "Will you have to go with my sister every time?" 　　 I thought for a moment. "No, I'll have to get used to your situation. Although your sister says it's fine, 　　it doesn't seem fair to her to show me her naked body several times a week. Let her see me once a week, and you 　　can use your words more often from now on." 　　 She sat up and nodded. 　　 Wow, I can do some eye exercises first thing in the morning! Lying down and sitting up really do make a difference. 　　 She looked at her sister in the other bed. 　　 "But I've already done it with my sister, she won't let me off the hook." 　　 "So if you do it with you a few days a week, and with your sister a few days, that means you have to do it every day? No way!" 　　 she continued. 　　 "Fine, I'll do it less often then," I said. 　　 She looked at me and smiled. 　　 "You're so sweet." 　　 Stop! 　　 I suddenly saw something in her eyes. 　　 "Are you using me as a toy again?" 　　 She kissed me happily. 　　 "What do you think? How did you know? So what if I am? Don't you want to?" 　　 "Oh my god~~" 　　 [The End 　　 ]

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