My sister's trip to Yilan

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This summer, my sister and I both successfully completed our studies. I graduated from university and am preparing for graduate school, while my sister rushed to submit her thesis at the end of July, barely catching the last train to graduation and obtaining her master's degree. My family runs a small business, and although my parents are usually very busy, they still care a lot about my sister and me.
My sister recently locked herself in her room to finish her thesis, living a carefree and aimless life, which my parents noticed. So, when our whole family had a big meal at a restaurant in early August to celebrate my and my graduation, my parents suggested that we go out and have some fun, to make the most of the last days of summer vacation, especially since my sister is about to enter the workforce, and in the future, she'll probably only have the chance to take a long vacation if she gets laid off.
My parents are usually quite strict with us. Besides group activities with classmates, they always nag us endlessly about traveling with friends, which makes my sister and I hesitant to go too far and miss out on many opportunities to travel with friends. So when my parents suggested we go on a trip, we were overjoyed. However, knowing my
parents' personalities, things rarely go so smoothly. Sure enough, my dad immediately laid down conditions, saying that because they had to take care of the shop, they couldn't come with us, so we couldn't go too far and could only make a day trip… Good heavens, I almost fainted when I heard that! A day trip? They might as well have us go hiking on Yangmingshan to work up a sweat and then go to Tamsui to enjoy the sea breeze… Wait, that's right, it's so hot, how about going to the beach to cool off!
"No! The seventh month of the lunar calendar is almost here, the beach is too dangerous, and you two can't swim, so we can't go to the beach…" As soon as I mentioned going to the beach, my dad immediately refused, and then went on and on with a long, rambling explanation! Please! My sister and I are terrible swimmers, and it's all because you're always so worried about us going out to play in the water… Just as I was about to argue with Dad, my sister suddenly exclaimed excitedly, “How about we go to the Yilan Children's Folklore Festival? It's cooler there, and it's close to Taipei; we can take the train and go back in a day.
More importantly… it's designed for families, so it should be safe enough, right?!” My sister finished speaking and then pouted and glared at Dad. She's such a good sister; she knew I wanted to go somewhere cool and even gave Dad a piece of her mind.
Dad was speechless. My sister and I exchanged knowing smiles. My sister and I have always had a good relationship. When we were little, Mom and Dad were busy with their business, and my sister often acted like a little adult, taking care of me. She took care of everything—eating, bathing, going to kindergarten, doing homework, playing games—even though she's only two years older than me. As we entered puberty, we began to realize the differences between boys and girls. Although we still bickered, we no longer engaged in as many intimate acts as we did when we were children.
Until just now, hearing my sister help me out of an awkward situation and vent her frustration, that childhood feeling suddenly returned, as if... as if we were still those close comrades-in-arms! During the rest of the meal, my sister frequently paused her chopsticks, lost in thought, but seeing that innocent smile from our childhood appear on her face again, I thought... we were probably both reminiscing about the same thing!
After getting permission from our parents, my sister and I immediately went online to find information about the Children's Festival, such as transportation routes and tickets. We also found a forum discussing independent travel, where some users recommended renting a scooter to get around easily. Of course, renting a scooter was absolutely forbidden by Dad. My sister and I exchanged knowing smiles upon seeing this, tacitly classifying this trip as top secret.
Next, we excitedly discussed our departure time, what to bring, what snacks to try, and what other attractions we could visit besides Dongshan River… It truly felt like stepping back into our childhood, that carefree world of secrets, adventures, excitement, and surprises…
Since it wasn't a weekday, we figured it would be less crowded, so we decided to take the train to Luodong early Thursday morning, play there until noon, and then decide where to go in the afternoon. We arrived at Luodong train station after 10 am, and sure enough, we found the Lixiang Car Rental recommended by netizens. After renting a car, we asked the owner for directions, and following the map they provided, we soon arrived at Dongshan River—the venue for the Yilan Children's Folklore and Folk Arts Festival.
Actually, my sister and I had visited Dongshan River before with our respective classes, so although this was a return trip, we were still quite excited. Besides the fact that neither of us had been to the Children's Folklore and Folk Arts Festival before, this was probably also one of the main reasons—it was our first time visiting Dongshan River together!
Although it wasn't a holiday, the crowds were still more than we expected (don't all those parents with kids have to go to work? ^_^). It took a while before my sister finally got to the changing room. My sister had gone to great lengths to find the one-piece swimsuit she bought for swimming lessons back in college, while I was too lazy to bother. Besides, my swim trunks were long gone, and shorts and t-shirts aren't heavy anyway, so I figured I could just bring an extra set to change into. After my sister changed, we took our clothes to the lockers. On the short walk, I noticed many eyes were on my sister. No wonder, she was probably shy; she wore beige shorts over her swimsuit and a thin white shirt over her top to avoid sunburn, but the top was unbuttoned, and the long hem was tied in a knot at her waist, making her look both pretty and subtly sexy. And my sister has a pretty good figure; although she's only 163cm tall, her long legs make her appear even taller.
My older sister seemed to notice everyone's gaze. After putting our things down, she tightly took my hand and excitedly pulled me towards the pool. I was slightly stunned by this sudden contact. Although my sister and I have a good relationship, since puberty, my sister and I have, whether intentionally or unintentionally, tried to avoid touching each other's bodies, especially sensitive areas like the chest, waist, and buttocks, to avoid embarrassment.
Now, my right arm was pressed tightly against my sister's left breast, receiving the soft pressure; my hanging hand was right against her waist; our buttocks were bumping against each other; our thighs were rubbing against each other... These stimuli repeatedly aroused my sexual nerves, leaving me momentarily unable to react. I wanted to slow down and savor the sensation, but my sister was dragging me forward, forcing me to move quickly while also controlling my gradually arousing penis. My sister noticed I was acting strange and turned to ask, "What's wrong? Why are you walking so slowly?"
It's all because of your teasing... "Nothing, there's plenty of time anyway, we can do everything slowly."
"Hehe, sorry, I was just too excited." My sister turned back and winked at me. Hmm? Why does that expression suddenly seem so cute? ... "Bro, look, all those guys up ahead are looking at you with envy! Aren't you proud? I'm sacrificing my looks to pretend to be your girlfriend, to give you some face!"
Please! Those men are just eyeing your body, aren't they? And, "Why would I need this kind of face? How strange..." Although I was secretly pleased, I couldn't help but try to act cool.
"Oh? Your sis is giving you face and you're still scornful? Fine, fine, let's keep to ourselves like siblings." With that, my sister let go of my hand and took a step to the side. "Hey, you should really change that cool attitude, or how will you ever get a girlfriend?"
"What's so cool about me? It's just that the people I love don't love me, and the people who love me, I don't love." My sister suddenly distanced herself from me, and I felt a little lost...
"Someone who's never even had a girlfriend, stop yelling about love all the time, okay? It's disgusting!" After saying that, she turned around and stuck her tongue out at me like we used to when we were kids, and then ran off.
"Hey! I knew you were up to no good by suddenly being so nice, you're obviously just trying to make fun of me! Don't run away!" I shouted as I chased after her.
For the next few minutes, my sister and I truly felt like we were back in our childhood. We first supported each other as we walked on the shaky "super high net"—a suspension bridge woven from ropes. From the rope net, we could look down at the children and adults playing water fights below. Actually, the suspension bridge was like a giant net spanning the pond in the water park. At first, it was hard to find our balance, and many children were tumbling and rolling around like they were possessed. My sister and I almost fell. After we gradually got used to it, we started to imitate the children's pranks, shaking the bridge to make each other fall. But doing so only made us hold hands even tighter.
Since we had to walk barefoot on the suspension bridge, we left our sandals at the top. Now, we had no shoes to wear when we got off!
"Wow! It's so hot!" My sister immediately pulled her soft, white feet back as soon as she stepped onto the pebbly ground.
"It's okay, it's only a short distance. We can run to the pool, or do you want to walk back?"
"Run! Who's afraid of who?" My sister said and dashed off. Ha, I think she's actually afraid of heights.
The two of us ran one after the other, shouting that it was hot, and making silly movements as we ran to the water area. As soon as we got to the pool, we jumped in to cool off. In front of us was a "water maze," with water jets arranged in a checkerboard pattern on a platform, rising and falling to the music. It was already crowded with people. While the water jets paused for a moment, I pulled my sister up to the platform. Suddenly, a jet of water shot up with great force, hitting my sister's chest. The splashing water made it hard for me to open my eyes for a moment. I could only half-close my eyes and watch my sister scream and try to block the water jets with her hands. To be honest, the scene was quite sexy.
Startled by the jet of water hitting her chest, my sister recoiled, only to be struck directly between her legs by another jet. She covered her face with her hands, screaming and spinning around, but no matter where she turned, she was relentlessly assaulted
by the water jets. By then, I had figured out the arrangement of the jets and positioned myself in a section where I wouldn't be hit. I pulled my sister close, leaning her against me, and pushed her through the jets. Finally emerging from the water, my sister complained about swallowing a lot of water as she dried her hair, her white shirt now transparent and clinging to her body. Her breasts, exposed by her swimsuit, were covered in water droplets, and her face, perhaps flushed a charming pink from the impact of the water jets on her sensitive areas, was flushed. My sister's sexy appearance left me speechless. Seeing me standing there dumbfounded, she said, "What? Never seen a water lily before?" She gave a playful laugh.
"Stop being so vain, I was looking at the beautiful woman behind you," I quickly said, averting my gaze from my sister. Actually, the moment my sister looked at me, I felt a jolt of electricity.
This time, she didn't argue back. After resting for a bit, she pulled me up to the platform again, giggling as we darted in and out of the water jets. It seemed she was really having some fun.
After the water maze, we saw many people queuing outside the Amazing Tunnel, while most of those coming out were soaked and looked quite shaken. Those of us who hadn't tried it before were eager to give it a go. The tunnel was filled with countless water jets all around, spraying out in several sections from weak to strong, letting you experience what it means to be drenched and scrubbed. As soon as we entered, my sister hid behind me, and I had to act as a tank, clearing the way and taking the oncoming water jets.
The first few sections were fine, but towards the end, because there were so many people ahead, and we were waiting to move forward, powerful jets of water suddenly shot out from all directions. My sister, who was behind me with her head down, was hit directly by the upward jet of water, staggered back a few steps, and was no longer under my protection. When I rushed out of the water jet area
, I heard my sister trapped inside, crying out for help. I had to rush back in and drag her out. "Cough cough cough, cough cough cough," my sister kept coughing as soon as she came out, probably because she had been hit directly in the face by the water jet and was choking.
I quickly helped her sit down to the side and patted her back firmly. Although my sister's swimsuit was a one-piece, most of the back was open, and I could still feel the smooth texture of her skin through the thin fabric. Seeing that my sister was coughing less, I changed to gently stroking her back from top to bottom and then from bottom to top to calm her down. (Is that really all? Okay, I admit, my eyes were actually glued to my sister's cleavage the whole time :p)
"Are you kidding me? You just left your older sister behind and ran off!" My sister snapped out of her daze as soon as she came to her senses.
"Hey! I tried my best to shield you! You're the one who didn't keep up and got separated, and you're blaming me? Didn't I rush back and pull you out later?" No wonder my good intentions went unappreciated.
"Oh dear! Is it going to kill you to let your sister complain a little? You're so inconsiderate." Wow! I did so much and still got criticized...
"Fine, little brother, I see you've suffered a lot, so I'll let you have your say!" Although I was still a little resentful, seeing my sister's pitiful state, soaking wet, I decided not to argue with her.
"……………Um…………Thanks." My sister probably thought I would argue with her again, but she didn't expect me to be so considerate. She held back her words, not knowing what to say, and then lowered her head and thanked me softly.
"You...you don't need to be so polite with me!" Seeing my sister's attitude suddenly soften, I felt an urge to cherish her. My hand, which had been resting on her back, naturally reached around to put its arm around her shoulder, gently pulling her into my embrace.
For a long time, we sat there, not saying a word, not even moving. I only knew that my heart was suddenly beating very fast, and my sister, leaning against my chest, must have felt it too! I wondered if her heart was also pounding like mine, unable to calm down?
"Brother, let's go for a walk, I think I've had enough of playing in the water." My sister finally got up from my embrace, turned around and smiled at me. But that gentle smile was one I had never seen before.
On the way back to the lockers, my sister was still like a couple, clinging tightly to my arm, but this time she didn't push me away, but walked silently and slowly close to me, and I was happy to savor the stimulation of our physical contact.
When my sister came out after changing her clothes, I was stunned again. This time, my sister changed into a light yellow, thin-strapped, knee-length dress covered in small red and white floral prints, exuding a charming youthful vibe in the sunlight.
"How is it? Pretty, right? I bought it specifically for this trip!" After saying that, she even twirled around for me to admire.
"Wow! Women are really something, even going on vacation can be an excuse for shopping. You're quite the spendthrift, aren't you? It's only been a few days since you decided to come, and you've already bought a new outfit." I couldn't resist teasing her a bit.
"Hey! Stop being so cheeky, you're getting a good deal and then complaining! I let you feast your eyes and you still want to tease me." My sister put her hands on her hips, widened her eyes, and pouted, looking quite cute.
"Okay, okay, you really look beautiful in this, didn't you see I was completely mesmerized?" It sounded like I was just flattering her, but it was actually a genuine compliment.
"Hmph! No sincerity. Let's go, find a shady place to sit, I need to apply sunscreen first." Although my sister said this, I could tell from the happy expression on her face that she was quite pleased with herself.
We found a chair under a nearby tree and sat down. My sister took out sunscreen and applied it to her arms. I noticed that it was inconvenient for her to apply it to her shoulders and back, so I volunteered to help her. After turning her back towards me, I poured some sunscreen into my palm, stood on one leg and knelt on the chair with the other,
and started applying it from her shoulders. My sister usually pays a lot of attention to skincare; her dressing table in her room is full of bottles and jars of skincare products, which has resulted in smooth, delicate, and fair skin. Although it's not quite flawless, it's still quite good compared to the girls I see on the street.
I started applying it from her sexy collarbones, and then gradually moved upwards, covering her shoulders with my large palms, and gently massaged her. She comfortably raised her head slightly, stopped applying sunscreen to her arms, and began to enjoy my service.
I poured some more sunscreen onto my hands and gently massaged it onto her back, moving it lightly back and forth along her shoulder blades.
My sister started making low, slightly sexy "mmm...mmm..." sounds, like a cat comfortably being stroked by its owner. Seeing how engrossed she was, I slowly moved my fingers further down to her sides, even slipping them through the thin straps of her dress and the transparent straps of her bra. It was a bit too tight, and I was afraid of messing up her clothes, so I pulled them back and continued moving downwards. Her thin-strapped dress didn't actually reveal much; only about a third of her back was showing. After applying the massage to the exposed parts, I slowly began to slip my fingers inside the fabric.
She was still enjoying my massage and didn't resist, so I continued at the same pace, gently kneading her back.
As my fingers went deeper, my heart raced faster and faster; after all, this was the first time I had so carefully touched a mature woman's body. Finally, I touched her bra. The lace pattern excited me even more, and I started to stroke her sides along the design until I reached her sides. Only then did she tighten her arms, preventing me from going any further.
"If you keep touching me like that, your clothes will tear. Okay, come out." My sister didn't seem to mind my slightly inappropriate actions; I guess she was enjoying it quite a bit.
Then she put her legs up towards me and started bending down to apply sunscreen to her feet. As she bent over, her loose dress immediately revealed a large hole, and her pale yellow bra clung tightly to her milky white breasts, which looked even more prominent under the pressure of her arms and thighs. My lust, which I had finally managed to calm down, reignited, so I had to keep watching my sister while adjusting my position to avoid being noticed. The good time didn't last long. I saw a group of tourists walking towards us, and I was worried that my sister would be seen naked (actually, I had already seen her naked. You know, everyone has a little selfishness... :p), so I quickly reminded her, "Sis, be careful not to expose yourself like that!"
"Anyway, you're my brother, it's okay if you see me."
My sister didn't look up and continued to wipe her feet. So that's why she lowered her guard. Could it be that my sister deliberately wanted me to see? Does that mean I can look openly now?
"But someone's coming." To protect my sister's image, I sacrificed my own comfort and reminded her one more time.
"Otherwise," my sister looked up at the group of people, her hands still rubbing, "you can hold down my collar for me, my hands are full."
Okay! I'd better comply. While my sister changed her position to wipe her other foot, I leaned closer to her, one hand on the back of her chair, the other reaching to her chest to hold down her collar. Although she continued rubbing, her heart was beating fast, and her ears were turning red. Was she excited too?
As my sister's hands moved up and down her feet, her breasts lightly touched my palm through her thin clothes. The soft touch, combined with the previous voyeurism, made my heart beat even faster. Perhaps because of my sister's tacit approval, I began to apply slight pressure with my fingers, squeezing the breasts of the woman beside me.
Her movements, whether intentional or not, were slower than when she was wiping her other foot, as if she were cooperating with me. However, afraid of misunderstanding her intentions, I dared not move my hand an inch. After wiping two or three more times, she finally stood up, and I quickly sat back down, trying to revive my aroused member. We were both speechless, and could only busy ourselves with packing our luggage.
"Alright, let's go. Last time I came to Dongshan River, I only had a cursory look; this time we should really appreciate it properly," my sister said, breaking the awkward silence by picking up her bag and leaning against me with her parasol. I pretended nothing was wrong, took the parasol, and let her hold my hand. And so, we strolled along the banks of the Dongshan River like a couple.
Walking along the riverbank, my sister, with her camera, asked passersby to take pictures of any scenic spots we saw. At first, I just let her hold my hand and pose for photos. As we walked, my sister found a group of high school girls to help us take pictures. I habitually reached out my hand for her to hold, but she finally couldn't take it anymore and said, "Hey, are you a blockhead? Always in the same pose."
The group of high school girls chimed in, "Yeah, yeah, boyfriends and girlfriends should be more affectionate!" "How about a kiss?" The girls laughed hysterically. I saw my sister's face turn red, but she didn't deny it. So I simply put my arm around her waist and pulled her into my arms. After we finished taking the pictures, the girl who returned the camera to us gave me a knowing smile, as if she had done me a huge favor. Seriously…
at this point, I started to feel that something was wrong. Although it was a bit of a downer at this crucial moment, I couldn't help but ask my sister, "What's wrong? Are you having problems with your boyfriend?"
She gave me a strange look: "What problems do I have with you?"
Oh my god… "I mean your real boyfriend, that senior from school?"
"Oh, him? No problem. We're going to look for jobs together when we get back." My sister's boyfriend was a senior from their school. He came to study after his military service and graduated at the same time as my sister. He's a nice guy, but he seems a bit too reserved. Every time he came to my house to pick my sister up for dates, he was very polite, constantly saying "excuse me" and "sorry."
My sister seemed to sense what I was thinking. "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong between him and me. Didn't I tell you before? I only pretended to be your girlfriend to save face for you! Otherwise, why would those high school girls be smiling at you?" She then burst into laughter. "You really think I'm interested in you?"
"Fine, so you're still using this to tease me. Is it really that fun for an older woman to take advantage of a younger man?" I retorted irritably, though I was genuinely bothered by her last comment.
"Please! You're not a kid anymore, why are you still acting like a child?" My sister retorted immediately, not to be outdone. But as soon as the words left her mouth, she realized she'd been tricked. "Ah, who did you call an older woman again?"
"What does it matter to me if you admit it yourself? Who taught you to always call yourself 'older sister'? Older...older sister?" I deliberately teased her again, to get revenge for being teased for no reason.
"Stop! Don't run!" Ignoring the stares of passersby, we chased each other along the Dongshan River.
Next, we visited other static exhibits at the Children's Festival, such as the Wind and Air Pavilion and the Andersen Fairy Tale Pavilion. This time, my sister didn't hold my hand as intimately as before, and seemed quite happy looking around. As for me, I walked absentmindedly beside her, the scene from earlier replaying in my mind: "If my sister really wanted to tease me, why did she blush when those high school girls were joking with us? Could it be…?" The more I thought about it, the less I understood what my sister's actions truly meant.
Finally, after walking through all the exhibits, my sister and I were both hot and hungry, so we quickly left the venue to find something to eat in Luodong Town. We had originally planned to eat Luodong's famous "Linchang Meat Soup," but the afternoon sun was just too hot. As soon as we saw Uncle Mai smiling and waving at us on the street, we immediately parked the car and went inside to enjoy the air conditioning and soda.
We ate our hamburgers while studying the map the bike shop had given us, figuring out where we could go in the afternoon. My sister got excited like a child the moment she saw the Su'ao Cold Spring, constantly tugging at my hand and saying she wanted to go. I'd been to the cold spring before, so I knew how to get there, but considering the heat and the distance, I'd considered going somewhere else. However, seeing my sister's expectant expression… well, I'll gladly accompany my princess!
When we got on the bike, unlike when we came from the water park where she sat sideways, she lifted her skirt and straddled me, saying it was safer that way. To avoid any wardrobe malfunction, she pressed her slender, long, and fair legs tightly against mine, her arms wrapped around my waist, and her small, slightly full breasts pressed against my back.
Influenced by this sensual stimulation, I rode much slower than usual. I don't know if it's safe or not, but drivers, whether coming from the opposite direction or in the same direction, always seem to glance in our direction a few times. Now I finally understand why some people would pull out a watermelon knife and attack someone just because their girlfriend was glanced at a few times.
What should have been a half-hour ride took me almost fifty minutes to reach Su'ao Cold Spring. After getting off, my sister kept complaining of back and waist pain, and I wasn't much better off to withstand her "stimulation." We bought tickets and went into the Cold Spring Park. There were already quite a few children and adults playing in the wading pools outside, and long lines formed at the individual pools. It seemed a group of young people had just arrived before us. It looked like we'd be waiting for quite a while.
"It's all your fault! Why did you ride so slowly?" My sister, whose whole body ached, started venting her
frustration on me. I really wanted to tell her that because she was clinging to me so tightly, but the words wouldn't come out. I just looked at the information board next to us.
"There are 16 individual pools inside, each with a 40-minute limit. I think it shouldn't be long before it's our turn," I said, massaging my sister's shoulders and trying to comfort her.
"If I come out of the tub before it's your turn, am I supposed to wait here for forty minutes?" My sister was so sure I'd let her go first and wouldn't wait for me any longer... Fine, whatever, I won't argue with you.
"Or... let's go in together." Before I could even think of a solution, my sister came up with a suggestion.
"How? Are we going to go naked?" I was a little surprised that my sister was so open-minded. I was starting to wonder if she'd taken the wrong medicine today.
"Oh, of course we'll wear swimsuits! You pervert, I knew you were after me!" My sister said with a matter-of-fact expression, and even pinched my waist.
"Hey! You're the one with the swimsuit, what am I supposed to do?" I quickly dodged her clutches, cursing inwardly, "You selfish woman..."
"Just wear the boxer shorts you got wet this morning! Stupid!" My sister looked at me with disbelief, as if to say, "How did you even graduate from university?" "
I stuffed all my clothes in the motorcycle's storage compartment, and they've been sitting there for so long they must be smelling terrible, how am I supposed to wear them?" I had already put our wet clothes in the storage compartment at the water park to avoid having to carry them around. But my sister still kept the swimsuit in her bag, because she was afraid it would get crushed in the storage compartment. "And...and soaking in the cold spring is definitely more comfortable when you're naked!" Based on my last experience, that was definitely true.
"Then..." My sister was still considering what to do when the ticket seller, Auntie, asked us, "Do you want one room or two?"
"Well...one room is fine." There were two other families queuing behind us, and we didn't want to think about it for too long, so we just went with my sister's suggestion and soaked together.
"You said one room, so you're going to strip naked?" After we got the number and went in, my sister was a little annoyed that I bought the tickets before we even reached a conclusion.
"Fine, I'll strip. What's wrong with you seeing this?" I was a little annoyed too. What's going on? You were the one who said we should go for a bath together, and now you're the one complaining.
"Fine! Then take your clothes off. I have a swimsuit. Anyway, I bathed you when you were little, so I've already seen it back then." My sister retorted stubbornly.
"Hehe...wasn't my childhood your childhood too?" I seized the opportunity to tease her, "I told you you'd act like you're old and still not accept it, see?"
"You...I'm not talking to you anymore!" My sister pouted and turned her head away, ignoring me. Hehe, it's been a long time since I've seen my sister act like a little girl. She's really cute.
"Okay, okay, I admit I was wrong, okay?" Seeing my sister's expression, for some reason, at this moment, I suddenly didn't want to argue with her anymore. I just wanted to coax her. "Or...or when it's our turn, you go in first and soak for twenty minutes, then I'll go in and soak until the time is up, okay?"
I was startled by my own words; why was my tone so gentle? Could it be...could it be that I really have feelings for my sister?
Perhaps my humble approach worked, because my sister stopped acting like a little girl and just lowered her head, lost in thought. After a while, she looked up at me and said, "It's...okay, we can still soak together. Otherwise, if we keep going in and out, we won't get much actual soaking time." Suddenly, her face flushed red, and she quickly lowered her head again.
"Then you go in first and change into your swimsuit, then open the door and let me in," I said, pretending to be generous, though I was actually quite nervous. After all, when we bathed together as children, we hadn't developed yet, and our minds were very pure, unlike now. What if my little brother couldn't control himself and my sister saw it? Wouldn't that be embarrassing?
During the rest of the waiting time, neither my sister nor I spoke, both waiting for that moment to arrive. But I bet my sister's heart was pounding just like mine.
"Visitor number xx, please proceed to shower room number eight." After what seemed like forever, the staff finally called our name. As agreed, I let my sister change into her swimsuit first, and only went in after she opened the door.
I locked the door behind me, and my sister was already facing away, rinsing herself. Looking at her figure in her swimsuit—not a particularly sexy style—her large expanse of fair, delicate back, her slender waist, her plump, slightly sagging buttocks, and her almost perfect legs, I couldn't look away. Actually, I often sneak peeks at my sister's body at home, but never like this, as if subconsciously foreseeing what might happen, I felt a strange, excited anticipation.
My sister didn't say a word. After rinsing herself off, she stepped into the pool. As soon as she entered, she couldn't help but exclaim, "So~~~~So~~~So~~So~~Ice~~~~~" Her teeth chattered as she spoke.
Seeing her trembling and making funny noises, I couldn't help but laugh. My sister suddenly burst into laughter too, finally breaking the awkward atmosphere that had been tense for a while.
"Hurry up and take off your clothes, or I'll splash you with water. Let's see what clothes you'll have left to wear!" My sister turned around and saw me still fully clothed, staring at her. She quickly told me to change. But where would I get clothes to change into?
"Since the guests can't wait, I'll present you with a wonderful male striptease show right away." I hummed the music of "All the Way to the End: Male Stripper" as I slowly turned around and imitated the hip-swaying striptease movements of the protagonist in the movie. This made my sister, who was already soaking in the pool, clap her hands and laugh. She kept shouting "gogo, come on, baby."
When I was down to just my boxer shorts, I deliberately approached her in a teasing tone and said, "Miss, would you like to see what treasures are hidden in here? How about you take off my armor yourself?" She suddenly blushed and said, "Take it off yourself, I don't want to see!"
Seeing her shyly turn her whole body to face the wall, I knew she was still a little reserved, so I had to finish the final act myself. Thankfully, after the earlier playful banter, my little brother had gradually regained his senses, and I no longer felt embarrassed. I grabbed a ladle, scooped up some ice water from the pool, and gave myself a thorough wash. Unexpectedly, the stimulation of the ice water made my little brother start to grow hard again. Before she could turn around, I quickly jumped into the pool, lest the awkward atmosphere we had just managed to defuse return if she wasn't mentally prepared.
We sat at opposite ends of the pool, both facing the same direction—I looked at her back, while she leaned against the edge of the pool, staring at the wall. Based on my previous experience, there should be a water outlet at the bottom of the pool where a cold spring would continuously gush out, and if you hit the right spot, it would feel especially "refreshing."
I moved my feet around and found it, right on my side. I relaxed my body, letting the water jet directly hit my anus and perineum. Let my penis be big if it wants; anyway, my sister can't see it clearly underwater.
After soaking for a while, the initial coldness disappeared, and my body gradually warmed up from the inside out. I asked my sister, "Sis, are you still cold now?" She still had her back to me and said, "I won't after I get used to it; in fact, it's quite warm." Breaking the silence, I quickly replied, "You're hot? Should we take off our swimsuits?"
My sister turned around and splashed water in my face: "You wish!" "Fine, you dare splash me!" I slapped her back. Not to be outdone, she launched an attack with both hands and feet, and water flew everywhere in the pool, almost splashing our clothes on the rack.
After a while, she finally relaxed, turned around and copied me, leaning her head against the edge of the pool and lying on her back with her hands on either side. Seeing that her eyes were half-closed, as if she was secretly staring at my manhood under the water, I decided to let her see it openly to repay her for letting me see the beautiful scenery of my chest earlier.
"Sister, look, I'm covered with a thick layer of bubbles!" I asked my sister to come closer to see the small bubbles covering my whole body. Because Su'ao Cold Spring is a carbonic acid spring, it contains a lot of carbon dioxide. This CO2 turns into small bubbles and keeps rising from the bottom of the water. After soaking in the cold spring for a while, these bubbles will cover your whole body.
Sure enough, my sister moved closer to me. I shifted my body to the side to create some space so she could get a good look at the bubbles all over my body. "Wow! So pretty!" she exclaimed, scanning my body from head to toe, making me suddenly feel a little embarrassed. "Don't misunderstand, I'm talking about the bubbles on your body, not your body." Ugh! It really is my older sister...
I noticed her gaze sweeping around, lingering on my crotch for a moment. I guess she really wanted to take a good look too. I said to her, "Sis, look how thick this layer of bubbles is," as I ran my fingers along my arm. The bubbles rose to the surface wherever my fingers touched, making the thickness of the bubble layer even more apparent. "Sis, do you want to try?" I stretched my leg out to my sister, letting her experience the sensation of running her fingers through the bubble layer.
She spread her fingers and ran them along the outside of my thigh and calf, but I realized her gaze was actually fixed on my crotch. It seemed she was indeed using this to look at my penis. My penis, still throbbing from the water jets, was even more aroused as my sister stroked my legs, making it bounce up and down.
Seeing my sister staring in a daze, I tried to persuade her to take off her swimsuit. "Sis, it's a rare treat to be here, why don't you try being completely enveloped in bubbles? It feels amazing, like being surrounded by tiny creatures, and when the bubbles rise, it has a slightly itchy sensation—it's so comfortable!" "No need, my arms and legs are covered in bubbles too,"
my sister said, retreating back to her previous supine position. "Oh dear, how can that compare? Look how much your swimsuit covers; you can't possibly experience what I'm describing,"
I persisted, "It's a rare opportunity to come here, and who knows when you'll be back? Besides, you're about to start work." I noticed my sister seemed to be considering my words. "Oh, if you're worried about me seeing you, then I can turn my back to you, and I'll turn around after you've soaked and gotten dressed. That should be fine, right?" I said, turning over so my back was to my sister, resting my head on the edge of the pool and letting my body float.
After a while, my sister still didn't react, and I couldn't see her expression, so I decided to take a chance: "Sis, it's a rare treat to come all this way. You were so excited at McDonald's, insisting on coming to the cold spring. I don't want to be the one who ruins your fun. If you're still not comfortable, I can just leave. I've already soaked for a bit, that'll be enough." I put my floating feet down and prepared to get up from the pool.
"You don't need to get up, just turn your back to me like this." My sister suddenly told me not to move, and I obediently lay back down in the pool, waiting for her to do something. After a while, my sister got up from the pool, seemingly warming herself up by walking around, and then I heard the sound of her taking off her swimsuit. Hehe, the reverse psychology worked! No one knows a sister better than her brother.
After a while, my sister prepared to step into the pool again, and I glanced back. Wow! So beautiful! My sister's skin was already very fair, and after soaking in the cold spring and then coming into contact with the warm air, it appeared even more rosy. Her two bright red nipples looked incredibly fresh and tempting. Just as I was about to take a closer look, my sister noticed: "Don't look! Turn back." Afraid that she would change her mind, I immediately obeyed.
I had stretched out my body when she left the pool, but now that she was back, I not only didn't pull back, but I tried to stretch to my limit to see if I could make some contact with her. Sure enough, at first, my feet inevitably brushed against her beautiful legs as we floated up and down, but she didn't seem to mind. Later, as she relaxed and lay down, sometimes my heels even touched her buttocks. She didn't avoid my tentative touches; it even seemed like she was deliberately responding.
The visual and physical stimulation, coupled with the constant impact of the water jets on my lower body, started to become unbearable. Just then, my body began to feel cold from soaking for so long, and I suddenly had an idea.
"Sis, I'm starting to feel cold. I want to get out of the pool for a bit, is that okay?"
"Sure, just don't try to look at me." Hehe, how could I not look?
"Sis, do you want to switch places with me? After I get up, you can come over here with your back facing up, so I won't see your private parts."
"I can just turn over here, why would I go over there?"
"It seems like this side is deeper than yours, and it's more comfortable to soak here." I made up a reason for her, knowing she'd see the benefits once she got over.
"Okay, are you getting up?" "Yes, I'm getting up now, just float over here." As I said this, I stepped out of the pool, and my sister moved quickly, immediately changing positions in the water, giving me no chance to peek.
After leaving the pool, I did the same as my sister, slowly walking around to warm up. Although her back was to me, she kept turning back to look at my movements, and would scold me whenever my gaze fell on her. I couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Hey! Sis, shouldn't you be the one looking at me?" My sister looked like a child caught stealing candy, saying no, no, but her ears were bright red.
I made up my mind: "Sis, you've probably seen guys' private parts before, right?" "Yeah, I saw them when you were little." "You're avoiding the question. Haven't you seen your boyfriend's?" My sister said a little loudly, "How could I possibly have the chance? And Dad's so strict..." Before she could finish, she was too embarrassed to continue. It seemed she had been holding back for a long time.
"You'll find the opportunity. As long as you use condoms and are careful about contraception, Dad won't find out." Since we were already talking about it, and my sister didn't seem to be avoiding it, I decided to be direct. "Sigh! He's too passive..." My sister sighed and didn't continue.
So the problem was with the senior. Looks like his usual well-behaved demeanor wasn't just an act. "How about your little brother gives him a hint?" "Hmm…stop giving bad advice. You should get a girlfriend…taking care of yourself is more important." Huh? Why does my sister's tone sound a little lazy? Has she already figured it out? "Hey? Sis, let me ask you, is this the first time you've seen…see a mature man's…that…?" "Hmm? Ugh, why are you asking this?"
My sister's reaction became a little slow. Looks like she really found the secret on my end. "Then…what do you think of my little brother?" Watching my sister slowly sway her hips, trying to find solace in the stimulation of the cold spring water at the bottom, yet not wanting me to notice, I couldn't help but boldly ask this question. My sister turned to look at me. I deliberately pointed my erect penis at her. She stared for a moment before turning back and saying, "I…how should I know?" At this moment, I saw that her ears were already incredibly red.
At this moment, in this small space where we were bathing together, a lewd atmosphere gradually enveloped us. My sister seemed to be increasingly captivated by the stimulation of the water jets, aligning her private parts between her legs with the water nozzle, slowly swaying her hips from side to side, ignoring my movements. I, on the other hand, was burning with desire from my sister's beautiful back, plump buttocks, and
her increasingly intense arousal. I sat back down in the pool, hoping to cool down. However, my angle allowed me to see right between my sister's opening and closing legs. Although the ripples on the water obscured my view, I could still vaguely see her thick pubic hair swaying with the spray, and occasionally catch a glimpse of the petals of her vulva. Even her anus looked incredibly cute in the water.
My sister's body began to sway more and more. Although it looked like she was just drifting with the water, I knew she was actually repeating what I had done before, trying to make the stimulation from the water jet more intense. She also started to gasp for breath, occasionally letting out a barely audible moan. Seeing her unbearably sexy appearance, I decided to help her.
I moved behind her, knelt in the water, and lifted her constantly swaying left leg, starting to massage it from the sole. My sister was startled at first and tried to pull her leg out of my hand, but I held it tightly to prevent her from doing so, and then slowly bent her left leg and stretched it out. Her previously closed vulva finally opened up, the entrance directly receiving the impact of the cold water jet. Her thick pubic hair swayed back and forth like seaweed, and her two pink labia majora and minora were also moved by the water flow, swaying like waves. My sister couldn't stand the sudden intense stimulation, and her whole body suddenly arched and trembled for a while before gradually calming down.
After the passion subsided, my sister's muscles gradually relaxed, and she began to accept my massage. She spread her legs wider and even took turns dipping her hands into the water to gently caress her beautiful breasts that were dangling in the water, no longer holding back for fear of being discovered. I started with the soles of her feet, gently pressing her shapely calves, then gradually pushing and kneading her full thighs, until I gently swept my fingers back and forth across the petals of her vulva, causing her whole body to tense up instantly.
After massaging her left foot, I did the same with her right foot, but this time my palms lingered on her vulva. I pressed my middle finger into the crevice of her vulva, carefully searching for her clitoris with the pad of my middle finger, while my other four fingers pinched her labia and slowly, slowly rubbed them.
I noticed that when my middle finger touched a slightly protruding spot, my sister's reaction would suddenly become quite intense. I guessed that this must be her clitoris, so I gently squeezed and rubbed it, then suddenly removed my finger to let it directly withstand the impact of the water jet.
Soon, another climax came for my sister, this time even more intense than before. Although she tried to suppress it, she couldn't help but let out a series of weak moans, her buttocks struggling up and down, trying to escape my "massage" of her genitals. Her legs kicked back forcefully, almost knocking me over, and my hand covering her genitals could vaguely feel a warm flow gushing from her vagina.
After the climax, my sister was completely exhausted, lying motionless in the pool. I tried to pull her close to me, but she refused, turning over and lying on her back so I could properly admire her sexy parts. My sister's breasts were small and cute, and very firm. I asked her how big they were, and she smiled lazily, saying I should have asked how small they were, finally saying only a 32B.
But on her slender body, they felt just right. The effects of the climax hadn't subsided; her pink nipples remained erect. I supported my sister's back with one hand, lifting her breasts above the water, while my other hand began to caress her beautiful breasts. At first, I made circular motions on her soft, white breasts, then my fingers gradually moved up to the areolas, gently teasing them, and finally, I gently pinched her nipples to declare my climax. The nipples protruding above the water were incredibly sexy. While I caressed her left breast, I also put her other nipple in my mouth, letting my tongue and lips savor it.
Under my double assault, my sister's head tilted back weakly, but she still managed to reach one hand out of the water to caress the head of the nipple I was sucking. Just then, a discouraging voice came from outside the door: "Number Eight, ten minutes left," signaling the end of our unethical and passionate act.
My sister struggled to sit up in the water, looking at me with a happy yet helpless smile. I desperately wanted to enter my sister's body, but time and place wouldn't allow us to continue. I could only sit up a step on the edge of the pool, pull my limp sister over, and help her out of the water.
My penis was still erect, perfectly positioned in front of her mouth. She looked at me, smiled, and then grasped my penis, licking the urethral opening with her tongue, circling it before gradually swallowing it into her mouth. I couldn't help but moan softly, "Ah! Ah!" My hips began to move instinctively back and forth. Her tongue continued to sweep across the urethral opening in her mouth, and her hand gripping my penis began to rub it faster. Soon, I felt the urge to ejaculate. I gestured for her to pull out, but she held onto my thighs, refusing to let go. Finally, my hips relaxed, and a gush of semen sprayed into her mouth.
My sister frowned deeply, swallowing all my semen with gulps. She even sucked and licked my shrinking penis, cleaning it up. I felt sorry for her and asked why she did it. She just smiled and shook her head, as if nothing more needed to be said.
After we got up, we silently dried each other. Then she took out sunscreen from her bag. I took it from behind her without a word, poured it into my palm, and began to apply it to her. From her shoulders, arms, wrists, and the back of her hands, I circled back, then poured some on her back, from her neck down to her buttocks. I rubbed her buttocks for a while, then poured some more lotion. This time, I started from her sexy shoulder blades and explored downwards, my hands passing under her armpits and resting on her chest. I grasped her breasts, unable to control myself. My penis, which had just been released, suddenly became erect again, pressing against her buttocks from behind.
My sister grasped my hands, which were resting on her chest, and turned to look at me. I realized that both of our faces were covered in silent tears. I finally couldn't resist my excitement and kissed her lips. Although the bitter taste of my semen still lingered, I didn't care. My sister tolerated my clumsy technique, guiding my tongue into my mouth. My erect penis rubbed incessantly against our lower abdomens.
"It's time for number eight!" The annoying administrator knocked on the door again. We reluctantly parted our lips, leaving a long, thin strand of saliva mixed with semen, which made us both laugh.
After getting dressed and drying our hair, we supported each other intimately as we slowly walked outside. We were both a little weak from the intense climax. The air at four in the afternoon was still a bit stuffy, but our bodies, which had been soaking in the cold spring, radiated a coolness that was refreshing. The physical pleasure, coupled with a blissful sense of peace, made me wish this moment could last forever.
Reaching the motorcycle, my sister nestled in my arms and whispered, "Brother, I don't want to go back so early. Shall we go somewhere else?" "Mmm!" I replied, saying nothing more. My sister probably felt the same way I did.
I rode to the Nanfang'ao Harbor Bridge, which spans the waterways leading to and from the Nanfang'ao fishing port, with a platform at its highest point offering scenic views. I parked the motorcycle, put my arm around my sister's waist, and leaned against the openwork railing, the sea breeze blowing in our faces, watching the naval ships returning to Su'ao Port after their routine mission. We didn't speak, but our feelings were silently conveyed through our physical intimacy.
After a long while, my sister finally spoke: "Brother, listen to me..." "Mmm," I replied, feigning composure, but my heart was filled with nervous anticipation. "I...actually, I...actually, I said before that I wanted to pretend to be your girlfriend, actually...actually, I meant it!!" My sister stammered, shouting her true feelings out to the sea. After saying that, she burst into tears.
"I know, I know it's wrong, but...but I just like you so much...I don't know what to do, I want to suppress it but I can't control it, I...I...Waaaaaah~~~~" My sister poured out her troubles in one breath, but didn't know how to express them. In the end, she could only cover her
face with her hands and cry, sobbing until tears streamed down her palms and onto her arms, wetting the railing supporting her elbows. I didn't know what to say either, so I just held my sister tightly in my arms, letting her cry freely against my chest. It wasn't until I tasted the salty tears that I realized my own tears had been flowing like an unstoppable faucet.
The taboos of kinship and ethics were a barrier we could never break through. Our love for each other was destined to come to an end after this trip. Whether it was true love or just a fleeting passion, at least we seized the opportunity to confess our true feelings to each other, so as not to have lifelong regrets.
Only after her tears had dried did my sister lift her head from my embrace. I looked tenderly at her swollen eyes and gently kissed the lingering tear tracks on her face. She did the same to me, until our lips met again. Our tongues swirled fiercely in each other's mouths, unwilling to separate even when we struggled to breathe, because we both knew this was our last kiss.
Postscript:
On the train back to Taipei, my sister whispered in my ear about her feelings for me. She had always treated me like a younger brother, until we decided to travel together. From the planning stages, she realized I had matured. Besides arguing with her and making her laugh, I was also considerate and caring, which is why she gradually fell deeply in love.
When we left the water park, she had adjusted her mindset and started treating me like a little brother again. But when we bathed together in the cold spring, the erotic atmosphere made her lose control. Originally, her teasing was just to see me embarrassed and humiliated. Unexpectedly, my responses gradually stirred up her long-suppressed desires, and at that moment, she finally broke free from the shackles of morality and ethics, readily succumbing to her physical urges.
As for me, I'm still completely bewildered by this "unexpected episode." I don't know if my feelings for my sister stemmed from infatuation with her body or from genuinely seeing her as a lover. I only know that my affection for her is no longer as simple as it was when I was a child.
Back home, we returned to a normal sibling relationship. Although occasionally when our eyes meet, a strange feeling still lingers, whether we'll have the courage to break through moral and ethical boundaries again in the future, honestly, I don't know.

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