Sister-in-law's love

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"Ah~" Another soft moan came from the opposite tent.

My wife, who had just reacted, had the same reaction as me when she heard the sound. Thinking that the girl had seen something, she pulled the thin blanket over her head and muttered, "You damn husband, you've ruined everything!"
Girl, are you guys gods? It's just sex, what's so strange about making that noise?
"Ah~" "Ah~" "Ah~" The soft moans came from the opposite tent. Gradually, I sensed something was wrong.
My wife seemed to sense something too, and poked her head out from under the covers, looking at me.

"Bug, bug, quick...quick...hit it...hit it!" Her cries were tinged with tears; she seemed genuinely terrified.

Girl, don't you know that bugs scare people, but people scare people to death?

"Wife, check if my manhood is okay, don't let it frighten you."

"Stop being so cheeky, go check it out!" My wife called to me as she lifted her pencil skirt, reached down to her waist, and pulled off her flesh-colored stockings, stained with semen, crumpling them into a ball and stuffing them into the corner of the tent

. She pulled out her phone, turned on the fill light, and my wife and I braved the light rain to walk towards the opposite tent.

Just then, the opposite tent was also lifted, and my wife's younger sister hopped out barefoot. Seeing us approaching, she ran towards us, calling out, "Sister, sister, bug, bug…!"

"Careful..." Before my wife could finish speaking, the little girl, barefoot, seemed to have stepped on slippery moss and slipped sideways.

My wife and I rushed over and helped her up. However, the back of her shirt and skirt were already soaked from the damp ground and covered in mud.

"You're all wet. I'll take the little girl back to the tent first. Go over there and ask Xiao Hao to get some clothes." As she spoke, my wife helped the little girl towards our tent. When we arrived

at the tent, we saw Hao Yu standing inside with a tense and serious expression. His eyes scanned the tent like an eagle's, and he gripped his phone tightly in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, as if he would be struck down by lightning at the slightest sign of trouble.

"The little girl slipped just now. Where are her clothes?" "Quick, take it to her!" I said to Haoyu as I stepped into the tent.

"Oh, oh, oh," Haoyu replied, seemingly relieved. He grabbed a bag, slipped on his shoes, and ran across the way.

I scanned the tent for a while but found no trace of the insects. Returning to my own tent, I found Haoyu standing like a model soldier. The lights inside were off, so I couldn't see inside, but I could hear my wife and sister whispering.

"What are you standing there for?" I asked Haoyu curiously.

"Changing clothes," Haoyu replied

. "It's been so long, and you're still not done. Are you done?" I asked into the tent.

"Yes, come in," my wife said softly from inside, turning on the tent light. "Come in first," I said, bending down to take off my shoes and entering the tent. The light was dim. Under the emergency light, the girl was wearing her wife's silk nightgown. However, because of the girl's tall figure, the originally slightly loose nightgown became tight-fitting. Her delicate breasts, though not as full as her wife's, stood out prominently in the slightly tight silk. Through the wide neckline of the nightgown, a small, snow-white nipple could be seen. The nightgown, which was originally knee-length, was shorter because of the girl's height. Due to her sitting posture, a pair of shapely, long, and slender legs were exposed. Her slender, smooth calves had no excess fat. The perfect length, perfect proportions, and perfect shape were dazzling, like something out of an art film. "The girl didn't bring any change of clothes, so she just swapped in mine." Seeing my stunned expression... "Signature," the wife explained first, and Haoyu followed into the tent.

"Hmph!" Seeing Haoyu enter, the girl gave a coquettish snort and sat down amidst the girl's disdainful expression.

Fortunately, the tent was large enough that even with four people, it wasn't too crowded. However, the girl seemed to be having a bit of a tiff with Haoyu, and neither of them spoke, creating a slightly awkward silence.

"Um, I checked, and there don't seem to be any bugs in your tent. They must have run away," I said, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

Hearing about bugs, Haoyu's nerves suddenly tensed up, as if he had returned to his godlike state.

"Sister... I'll sleep with you tonight. There was such a big caterpillar just now, it scared me to death!" the girl pleaded, clinging to my wife's waist.

"Then the girl will sleep with me tonight. You and Haoyu can sleep in that tent." "My wife, holding our daughter, said,

'Big brother, sister-in-law... can I sleep here tonight?' Haoyu whispered as well, so softly that it would have been almost inaudible if it weren't for the quiet night.

'Hmph,' our daughter huffed even more disgruntledly. My wife and I looked at him in confusion.

'Um... I'm also afraid of bugs.' Haoyu's face turned as red as a boiled shrimp, and he lowered his head under our gaze

. Well, like attracts like. My wife and I exchanged a helpless glance.

'Why don't we sleep over there?' I suggested.

'No, I'm sleeping with my sister tonight. If he wants to leave, he can leave.' Our daughter clung tightly to my wife, looking at the young man with disdain

. What the hell is going on? Looking at this bug-phobic duo, I rubbed my forehead, speechless."
"Why don't you and Xiaohao go and move the sheets over? It's spacious enough here. Yaya and I can sleep in the middle, and you and Xiaohao can sleep on the sides." After a brief silence, my wife suggested a solution that neither of us, who were afraid of insects, would object to.

After another flurry of activity, the four of us lay down fully clothed. I slept on my wife's side, and Haoyu slept on Yaya's other side. The originally spacious double tent was a little cramped with four people, so

Yaya and my wife slept in the middle. At some point, the two sisters were snuggled together, talking softly. I strained my ears and heard that they were talking about food, clothes, celebrities, and gossip—utterly pointless topics that made me drowsy.
"Sis, do you smell anything?" I vaguely heard Yaya ask. Smell

? What smell? I opened my mouth wide. My nose twitched as I asked,

"What's that smell?" My wife asked curiously too .

"It smells a bit fishy, sis. It seems to be on your hair."

Hair? Oh no, could it be the semen I accidentally ejaculated on my wife's hair earlier

? "Where?" My wife reached up and touched her head.

"Here, feel it. Oh, what's this? It's sticky." The maid reached out and guided my wife's hand to her piled-up hair.

"Ah!" A soft gasp came from my wife in the darkness, as if she had suddenly remembered something. Then a small hand reached under my body and pinched the soft flesh on my waist hard.

"Big... I guess I got something on my skin when I went out earlier." My wife had to make up a reason to get away with it.

"Pfft." Looking at my wife's far-fetched explanation, I suppressed a laugh.

"Yes..." "Why does it taste sweet and fishy?" A few soft sounds came from beside him as the girl sucked on her finger.
"Boom..." Imagining the girl carefully tasting the semen from his wife's hair with her delicate little finger, his penis instantly became engorged, and the little hands on his waist pinched even harder—pain mixed with pleasure.
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What does semen taste like? No one can describe it clearly. For the sake of the plot, let's ignore that question for now. Here's a joke: This happened in a biology class at Harvard University. The professor was discussing the high glucose index in semen.

A female student raised her hand and asked, "You mean that male semen contains a lot of glucose, just like regular sugar?"

"That's right," the professor replied, then added more statistical data.

The girl raised her hand again and asked, "Then why doesn't it taste sweet?"

A stunned silence followed, then the whole class burst into laughter. When the poor girl realized what she had inadvertently said, she blushed with shame, packed her books, and left without a word, never to return… However, after the girl left, the professor's answer was classic: the professor said seriously, "The reason it doesn't taste sweet is… because the taste buds that sense sweetness are on the tip of your tongue, not near the back of your throat." Raindrops slid down the leaves after
the

rain, making a pattering sound as they hit the tent. I groggily woke up; the tent was still pitch black. Something felt like it was hanging on my stomach. I reached down and touched a silk robe, then a warm, smooth skin. My hand traced a beautiful arc along her skin. Touching the familiar robe, I gently pushed my wife's legs off me. My other hand slipped inside the robe, gently kneading her firm breasts. The hand that had been resting on her legs wasn't idle either; it lifted the hem of the robe and kneaded her full buttocks, then slowly moved towards her groin, rubbing her genitals through her underwear.

After a while, my wife seemed to sense something in her sleep, and her body stirred. Finally, she turned to her side, her pert buttocks pressed against my groin, bouncing slightly. Stimulated, my penis hardened slightly, and I pressed it between her buttocks. Even through my pants, I could feel the warmth of her buttocks against mine.

Stimulated in my lower body, I was no longer satisfied with the initial sensation, completely forgetting that this wasn't our usual cozy bed, and that there were even two people sleeping beside us. All of that was thrown to the back of my mind; my mind, driven by desire, dictated... The hand that climbed onto her breasts reached inside her bra, its fingers pressing against the small nipple nestled atop the peak. Soon, the tender nipple hardened under my constant caresses until it stood erect on her breast. My

other hand wasn't idle either; my fingers slid along the edge of her panties, stroking her soft pubic hair and touching her delicate labia. Her labia were slightly parted from the previous caresses, moist between them. My fingertips, moistened with saliva, pressed against her tender clitoris, rubbing it.

My wife, seemingly awakened in her sleep, secreted more and more fluid between her layers of flesh, and her body began to writhe restlessly. My penis, nestled between her buttocks, grew even harder.

"Ah..." Feeling this sudden stimulation, I couldn't help but exhale a long breath, my lower body unconsciously thrusting a few times.

"...Hmm..." My wife let out a soft moan in her sleep, then suddenly her whole body stiffened. Before she could utter a cry of surprise, her small hand silenced her. Then, she twisted her body as if trying to escape my embrace.

"Wife, don't move!" How could I let the duck I'd already caught fly away? I tightened my arms around my wife, my fingers like eagle claws embedded in her breasts. My palms kneaded them continuously, while my index and middle fingers pinched her erect nipples. My other thumb pressed against her gradually protruding clitoris, while my index and middle fingers probed inside, teasing her. With each kneading and trembling, her vagina contracted in waves, my fingers warmed by her inner... The walls and mucus tightly enveloped her, her initially stiff body slowly softening. After a period of struggle, her writhing body gradually calmed down, her lips parted to cover her mouth, emitting faint, delicate moans, her legs slowly tightening. Feeling the pleasure building within my wife, I pressed my body against hers, leaning forward to kiss her delicate earlobe, my teeth gently nibbling, my tongue teasing.

"No, ahhh..." The moment I touched her earlobe, the woman's vagina suddenly tightened... A warm liquid gushed out, flowing into my palm. My limp body stiffened and trembled again, a soft moan escaping my lips.

This moan startled the birds in the forest; their fluttering wings seemed to drive away the dark clouds in the sky, allowing starlight to filter into the tent. My wife—no, I should say the girl—had a flushed face, her small hands gripping the sheets tightly. Her tall body convulsed and trembled under the thin blanket, her still-extracting fingers tightly enveloped by the tender flesh on either side, contracting rhythmically.

But I had no time to appreciate this scene. When I heard the moan, I knew something was wrong. The moan had awakened my wife and Xiao Hao, who also sat up.

"Wife, I, I..." Seeing the look in my wife's eyes, my vocal cords felt like they were being choked.
"You go first," my wife's voice, after a moment of silence, was like a pardon. I

quickly got up, threw off the thin blanket, opened the tent flap, and crawled out. A soft popping sound came as my fingers withdrew from her tightly wrapped vulva

. After crawling out of the tent, I took out a cigarette I occasionally smoked from the car and wandered aimlessly, pondering how to handle this awkward situation. My mind was a mess. I took a deep breath, looked up into the distance, and noticed that the sky was already turning a pale white. Thick clouds were rapidly gathering and churning, then a touch of orange-red seeped into the clear clouds, slowly spreading and quietly brightening, like a shy girl hiding behind a curtain. When the curtain was drawn back, she revealed her bashfulness, her face gradually turning crimson... Her allure was so captivating that it made one yearn to embrace her, yet dared not act rashly. Then, she was pulled by an invisible force and pushed to the front of the stage, pulled... slowly rising. Her delicate body trembled, trembled... She desperately tried to avoid it, to avoid it... until she cried out,

"Ah..." I shook my head and shouted, trying to shake off the inexplicable thought that had appeared in my mind. Turning around, I realized that Haoyu had somehow appeared beside me.

"Want one?" Without waiting for Haoyu's reply, I reached out and handed him a lit cigarette

. Haoyu took it and took a puff. Perhaps because he had never smoked before, he choked on it and coughed loudly. In this moment, I calmed down my previously chaotic mind.

"I, brother," Haoyu and I spoke at the same time. "You say it, brother says it," they said in unison again.

This tacit double act broke the temporary awkwardness.

"I mistook the girl for your sister-in-law." Taking advantage of the still pleasant atmosphere, I brought the topic back.
"Brother, I know, I...I...I want to...ask..." Haoyu stammered, lowering his head and speaking softly.

"Haoyu, look me in the eyes. Just say what you want to say. Don't be so hesitant. A man can make mistakes, but he must take responsibility." Seeing Haoyu's hesitation, I mustered my courage and prepared to take responsibility.

"Brother, I want to ask, how can I make Siyu happy like you? Teach me." Perhaps encouraged, Haoyu raised his head and looked at me with a slightly flushed face.

"I...I..." Even though I was somewhat prepared, I was stunned, as if something was blocking my throat. I hesitated for a while without getting a response.

"Brother, you said a man should speak his mind, a man shouldn't be indecisive, a man can make mistakes, but a man must take responsibility," the boy said bravely and righteously

. "Damn it, who said that? Come out here, I promise I won't kill him!" Just then, my wife, who had finished tidying her clothes, came out of the tent.

"This, this is what your sister-in-law taught me. Ask her." Unable to resist the boy's inquisitive gaze, I hurriedly threw out this sentence and walked quickly towards my wife.

After my wife came out of the tent, she went to the car, opened the trunk, and rummaged through something.

"Wife, how did it go?" I asked my wife with a flattering look.

"Do you know what the girl said to me the first thing?" My wife rolled her eyes at me.

"Said what?" I asked, puzzled.

"She said, 'Sister, don't blame your brother-in-law, he mistook me for you.'"

"Ah, well, I was just mistaking her for you, you know, that robe just felt right to touch," I muttered in defense

. "Hmph, if I didn't know that girl doesn't sleep well, I'd really think you two were up to something." My wife pulled out a suitcase and closed the hatch behind her.

"Wife, I'm innocent!" I quickly protested.

"You were blinded by lust, your hand was on your head, not your brain. Didn't you know that robe was what she wore yesterday?" My wife walked towards the tent, then turned back and saw me still standing there. "Come on, what are you standing there for? Help me carry it over."
"Ah, that's it?...Forget it?" I asked, looking puzzled, as I walked over with my suitcase.

"Forget it, what else do you want? Do you want me to let Xiao Hao touch you once before we go back?" My usually gentle wife shouted fiercely

. It wasn't impossible, but I was startled by a sudden thought that popped into my head. How could that be? The little devil in my heart grabbed the thought and tried to extinguish it.

"Was it comfortable?" As I dragged my suitcase toward the tent, my wife suddenly asked.

"Comfortable!" Still fighting with the thought in my heart, I blurted out without warning. My

beige high heels slammed down on my running shoes, turning me 90 degrees. Then came another sound, different from the previous delicate one, startling me. Countless birds flew through the forest.

"Honey, I'm sorry, I accidentally stepped on you. Does it hurt?" My wife turned around, feigning an apology, but her face showed no sincerity, instead bearing a chilling smile.

"No, it doesn't hurt..." Looking at the dent in my shoe, I still smiled at my wife, while inwardly wanting to curse her a thousand times. I knew this vixen wouldn't let it go so easily.

"Don't curse me in your mind anymore. You asked for it," my wife said, turning and walking towards the tent.
I, left behind, wanted to slap my own mouth for letting the cat out of the bag, but considering my hand was also guilty, I could only sigh and follow her.

[The End]

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