Silly sister

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"Brother Tuo."
I woke up to my sister's voice.
I opened the door and saw her, petite in her pajamas, leaning against the doorframe, her big eyes brimming with tears. "What's wrong, Xiaoya?" "I want to sleep with you," she said. "Can I?"
To be honest, I really couldn't refuse.
My sister, five years younger than me, has always been so clingy, following me everywhere. At 20, she's blossomed into a beautiful young woman with long, flowing hair and a lovely figure, always attracting admirers.
Our mother passed away early, and our father is rarely home, so she can only rely on me, and only I can protect her.
Although she's 20 and in university, she's still as innocent and naive as a child. I'm also afraid she'll be bullied by bad people or led astray by bad classmates.
So how could I refuse her?
"Having another nightmare?" I asked, opening the door.
"Yeah." She happily jumped onto the bed. "Brother, I want to sleep on the inside." "Okay, okay, you can sleep on the inside." I smiled wryly. Tonight, I won't be able to sleep again.
Yes, I've fallen for my own little sister. It's probably when she held my hand and said she only loved me, or when she snuggled in my arms at night and said only her brother could protect her. It was in those moments that I couldn't help but fall for her.
When she got her first period, I was terrified, thinking she was going to bleed to death. Later, I asked the girls in my class and found out, then stupidly ran to the general store and bought a huge bunch of thick, long sanitary napkins. When she started developing, and her breasts became prominent, I realized something was seriously wrong and rushed to ask the teacher and the neighbor what to do. In high school, the boys in my class would always pass around adult comics and discuss which girl in the next class had big breasts and whose bra was showing through her uniform, but all I cared about was this silly little sister.
I'm also afraid of my feelings, but I can't shake them off. Maybe I'm just unwilling to let go, so I'm constantly struggling with guilt. Then she grew up and became more and more beautiful. She got into a university very close to home, and every day she would run around the house in her pajamas or shorts and a tank top
. I became increasingly afraid of being around her, so sometimes I wouldn't come home for dinner, sometimes I would stay out overnight, or come home late at night. Sigh. There's a saying, "Take it one step at a time," right? Yeah. Take it one step at a time.
"Brother Tuo?" She tugged at my sleeve.
"Hmm?" I just responded with my eyes still closed.
She leaned over and kissed my cheek: "Happy birthday, Brother Tuo." "Huh?" I opened my eyes, frowned and glared at her, and even went so far as to wipe the spot where she kissed me. "My birthday is tomorrow, right?" "It's already past midnight." She looked at me with a smile.
"You're so arrogant even without a present." I pinched her nose and said, "Go to sleep!
You're so noisy."
"No way!" She grabbed my hand and said, "I am the present." "You brat! Where did you learn to say that!" I turned over and ignored her.
She sat up and shook me repeatedly, "Look! Look!"
I reluctantly turned around and saw that she had deliberately pulled her neckline down low, revealing her cleavage.
To be honest, she had a really
good figure, and her breasts were incredibly large. I wasn't sure of her size, but it was probably a D or E. I stared blankly, swallowed hard, and said, "I'm not interested in children's breasts." I turned over and went back to sleep.
"Brother, you're such a jerk. I'm not a child!" she yelled, hitting me twice. Only then did she obediently lie down.
"Button up your shirt, or I won't be responsible for picking up your flesh that's fallen out," I said coldly.
"Brother, you're so mean," she said, lying on her side and hugging me from behind, her left hand emerging from under my neck, and her other hand emerging from under my armpit, tightly encircling me.
Oh. Damn. I immediately got an erection.
"Brother has been so cold to me lately. Is it because you have a girlfriend?" "Uh..." To be honest, I often use this excuse to stay out overnight, but I don't have a girlfriend.
"Then don't ignore me. Several times I've come back to an empty house.
I'm so afraid of being alone."
Yes, I know that too. Hearing her slightly trembling voice, I felt a pang of heartache and didn't know what to do.
Should I turn around and hug her, or stay in this position? Actually, my surging desire was to hold her in my arms and kiss her, even do things I only dared to think about, not do.
"Be good. You're all grown up now, you need to know how to take care of yourself." "How long will you take care of me?" She gently released me. I suddenly had a strong urge to grab her hand back, but I didn't have the courage.
"Brother, look at me." Xiaoya turned me to her, her eyes bright and filled with tears, "How long will you take care of me? When will you stop taking care of me, stop ignoring me?" I suddenly realized how close we were, her nose was almost touching mine. But it was too late; her soft, red lips were already pressed against mine, and my world spun around me.
I couldn't control my body and moved closer to her. From the initial pecks, our lips were now locked in a passionate embrace. I extended my tongue, exploring its depths with unrestrained passion. She gently closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, her body shaking slightly. I reached out and stroked her back, and Xiaoya let out a soft, intoxicating moan, making me even more irresistible.
Damn it, this isn't right, this isn't right!
I quickly released her: "I'm sorry, Xiaoya."
"I should be apologizing. I was the one who kissed you," Xiaoya said, her face flushed and her breath coming in gasps.
"Never mind, never mind." I couldn't bear to look at her face anymore. "Let's sleep." "Brother..." Xiaoya grabbed me, her eyes filled with a determination I'd never seen before. "I want to make love to you." I gasped. Oh no, oh no, oh no, the thing I feared most was about to happen.
"Xiao Ya," I said, my voice hoarse and trembling, "You're still young, you don't know what you're saying..." "You're the one who doesn't know what you're saying." Xiao Ya started taking off her clothes. The buttons popped open, revealing a pair of beautiful, white breasts. The small, cute, erect, pale pink nipples terrified me, and I broke out in a cold sweat, my throat dry. She then took off her pants, revealing a long leg. Tonight, she was wearing light blue underwear. Then, almost naked, she began to approach me. "Look at me. Don't you want it, brother?" I think this was probably the most agonizing moment of my life. I wasn't sure how much rationality I had left, but I cleared my throat in a very naive and vulgar way and asked in a trembling voice, "I...can you ask why?" "Because I just want it." She pounced on me, pinning me down. Her two long, beautiful legs tightly gripped my waist. This physical contact, this distance, almost made me groan out loud.
"You can't escape." She began to kiss my forehead, my cheeks, my lips. And I, at 178 centimeters tall, her brother, couldn't muster any strength to push her away.
When she raised her head again and our eyes met, I was shocked.
She was crying.
"I'm sorry..." she said, wiping her tears awkwardly, sniffling hard, her small shoulders trembling.
"What's wrong? Ugh, why...why are you crying? Don't cry, don't cry..." "I love you so much, brother. I've never loved any other man...I only want you..." she sobbed, leaning against me. "I really love you so much, please don't hate me..." My heart clenched. Knowing she loved me too, I was naturally happy, but her crying made me calm down and start thinking about practical matters.
She's my sister, after all.
No matter how good her figure, how beautiful she is, how cute, silly, and innocent she is, no matter how much she likes me, she's still my sister.
"How could I possibly hate you?"
I wanted to say, "I like you as much as you like me," but I didn't; I swallowed those words.
"Then why don't you want me? Why did you leave me alone at home? Why won't you talk to me? Why won't you let me have sex with you? Am I not pretty? Do I have a bad figure? Or what?" Xiaoya asked a barrage of questions.
"Because we're siblings," I said, covering her body with the blanket, half-jokingly, "You're very pretty and cute. To be honest, I have no reason to refuse you, but hitting on your own sister would be a sin against heaven." "Brother," Xiaoya suddenly stopped crying, her calm gaze sharp enough to scare someone, staring at me and saying, "What are you running away from?" Then, she actually reached down to my genitals and grabbed my penis.
Yes, it was erect and swollen, even burning hot. How could she not notice, pressed so tightly against my body?
"You clearly want me, why are you refusing?"
"I..." I was speechless, watching my sister climb down and pull down my pants and boxer shorts, her warm, delicate white hands gently caressing them.
Oh my god, I was about to explode. This was my sister! Logically, I should have pushed her away, but I couldn't move at all, just enjoying the pleasure. The guilt didn't lessen, but this guilty, uneasy, and tense feeling only fueled my passion.
"Brother, teach me, what will make you feel better?" She climbed between my legs and gently blew on my penis. "Can I lick it?" "I...I don't know...ah..." Before I could finish the word "say," Xiaoya took my penis into her mouth. The comfort was like an electric current running through my body, making me tremble.
"Coward!" After a long while, she released me, said this, and then leaned down again, sometimes sucking my testicles, sometimes licking my penis, continuously servicing my lower body with her lips and tongue, making me pant and feel like I was about to ejaculate. Xiaoya stopped what she was doing and climbed on top of me: "Touch me." I couldn't resist the urge, and instead pressed her down, kissing and nibbling at her full, soft breasts and nipples, making her moan softly. My other hand wasn't idle either; I spread her legs, wanting to explore her forbidden area.
Her panties were already soaked, and I stroked her wet area through them, finding that cute little nipple and gently massaging it.
"Brother... help me take it off..." My sister wrapped her arms around my neck, snuggling against me like she always did when she was being affectionate.
I easily pulled down her wet panties. Wanting to check how wet she was, I accidentally slipped into her soaking wet vagina, and she let out a sexy moan: "Ah..." Hearing her wanton moans, I felt a surge of desire, quickly spreading her legs, my penis pressing tightly against her narrow, tender opening.
"Brother...come in..." As soon as her legs clamped around me, I couldn't resist anymore, forcefully thrusting into her soft, wet body.
Damn, so tight, so wet and slippery. I was a little startled, breathing heavily. To be honest, this was my first time having sex. Although I'd had girlfriends, it always ended prematurely after foreplay; this was my first time entering a woman's body, and I hadn't expected it to be so stimulating. Looking at Xiaoya's hazy eyes and slightly furrowed brows, I suddenly thought of a somewhat terrifying question.
Was my sister a virgin?
But wave after wave of pleasure assaulted me, and I couldn't help but start thrusting rhythmically. Xiaoya's regular breathing and the intoxicating, exciting moans made me thrust wildly and uncontrollably.
I quickly ejaculated inside her. It only lasted two or three minutes, which made me feel a little embarrassed. But I was so excited that I couldn't control myself.
Watching her finally calm down, I asked, "Xiaoya, does it hurt?" She shook her head, pulled me down, and wrapped her arms around my neck. "Brother, are you comfortable?" "I'm very comfortable..." Silly girl, how could I not be comfortable? Of course I'm very comfortable.
"That's good..." Xiaoya gently lifted her hips, letting my penis slide out gently. Semen mixed with vaginal fluid flowed out, and she gently wiped her private parts with toilet paper, then took toilet paper to wipe me as well. I watched her actions, a little dazed.
"Brother," Xiaoya said with a smile, after cleaning up, she lay down next to me, pulled the blanket over both of us, and said, "I really like you so much." "I'm sorry... I..." Xiaoya didn't let me finish, shaking her head.
"You have a lot to apologize for," Xiaoya said. "But what I think you most need to apologize for is that you clearly wanted me, yet you rejected me, and that hurt me deeply." "That's because..." Because we're siblings.
"I don't want to." She probably knew what I was about to say, and covered her ears in fear. "I don't want to hear it... I don't want to..." "Xiaoya..." I knew her pressure wasn't any less than mine. We're both adults; we understand the seriousness of this. Although she seemed very proactive today, she wasn't much better off than me.
"Go to sleep!" Xiaoya pulled the blanket over her head, ignoring me.
[The End]

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