An unforgettable journey to the heavens

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In the spring of 2000, I returned to my hometown. After finishing all my social engagements and visiting relatives in this metropolis, I wandered aimlessly among the crowds. Suddenly, I remembered someone—an older sister I
had only met the previous year. I was immediately attracted to her. She had just returned from England and was a friend of my sister's. She asked me
to host her. I was captivated by her beauty and sex appeal, and her very open personality. She always flirted with me, but I
was too shy at the time. Although I really wanted to sleep with her, I only told her some dirty jokes and didn't dare to
get close . I only kissed her cheek when she was drunk.

As I was leaving, she said that I was the man who moved her deeply, but unfortunately, I called her "older sister."

Several months later, she looked a little haggard. We sat down in a restaurant, drinking one glass after another, pouring out our longing for
each other . In the end, she drank too much. It was clear that although she was wealthy, her love life
was unhappy. I wondered how her sex life was.

I took her home (her husband was often away). Once inside, she collapsed onto the bed and wouldn't move. My heart
was pounding. I wanted to help her undress for bed, but she pushed me away forcefully and told me to leave
. I kissed her lips and left with a heavy heart.

The next day, as soon as I woke up, she called, asking what had happened the night before. I
said irritably, "Everything happened." She laughed loudly on the phone, her voice lewd. She said she was going to
Taiyuan on a business trip the next day. My heart skipped a beat; I was going to visit relatives in Taiyuan the next day. I said, "I'm going too." She laughed
and said she would only stay for half a day and would contact me later.

I missed my train and kept thinking about that night, resisting the urge to call her. I arrived at my relatives'
house first. We hadn't seen each other for years, and everyone asked me all sorts of questions. I felt a pang of sadness. My relatives invited me to stay for dinner. Just then
, my phone rang. It was her. I said, "Why haven't you gone back yet?" She said, "I need to see you before I
leave. Wait for me at the museum square."

My heart skipped a beat, and all my anger vanished. I made an excuse, ran out onto the street, and took a taxi straight to the museum.
After getting off the bus, I saw her in the center of the square from afar. Tall and slender, with a high, full bust, large, expressive
eyes, and a fair neck, I rushed over, took her hand, and felt a surge of happiness.

We drank coffee for a while, and as it grew dark, she said she had to go back. I walked her to the station, and
we remained silent the whole way. At the station, there were only tickets for the 3:00 AM train. I said, "What should we do? Why don't we go to
my place and rest for a while?" She nodded and obediently followed me.

My brother has an empty house in Taiyuan, and I took the key when I arrived. It was quite a struggle to find the house
. When I opened the door, the room was beautifully furnished; it seemed relatives often came to clean. I said, "You sleep in that
room, and I'll sleep in the one across the street." She said, "Okay, I'll run over."

I lay in bed, but couldn't fall asleep. I didn't know what I wanted to do; perhaps I was just indulging in a kind of
anticipation , a kind of fantasy. After a while, I was almost asleep when she quietly came into my room, saying she couldn't sleep. I
said, "Then lie down on my bed." She said, "You're not allowed to touch me." I said, "I won't, I'll just hug
you for a moment."

She got into bed, and I held her. Even through her clothes, I could feel the softness of her body. I slowly
caressed her, kissing her earlobe and neck. She slowly closed her eyes, enjoying our intimacy. I tentatively
unbuttoned her blouse. She struggled slightly, then let me unbutton it, revealing a red bra, half of her breast
almost spilling out. I stroked her breasts, gently pressing her nipples with my fingers. Her nipples began to harden, and she let out
a soft breath.

Gradually, my hand reached towards her waist, unbuckling her belt. She grabbed my hand tightly, trying to stop me
. I whispered, "I just want to look." After a struggle, I finally pulled down her pants.

In the night, her two beautiful, long legs were smooth and glossy. I kissed her thighs down to her calves, kneading them forcefully, and she moaned
softly . My courage grew, and I tried to pull down her pink panties. She firmly stopped me, so I
turned attention to her upper body. Our lips met, our tongues intertwined, and I sucked hard on her nipples. She began
to moan and gasp loudly.

Taking advantage of the situation, I reached for her waist to pull down her panties again, assuring her that I wouldn't violate her. She yielded. I
finally saw her mysterious triangle, the thick, dark forest, the red slit tight, with a little white
fluid flowing out—it seemed she hadn't had sex with a man in a long time.

I smelled it; the scent was refreshing. I tried licking her labia with my tongue, feeling her
tremble. I gradually licked her vulva harder, my tongue penetrating deep into her vagina, and she began to moan loudly. I became
aroused and wanted to enter her body, but she moaned and begged me not to. I almost pulled down
my pants, but I'm a man of my word, and I restrained myself from going in (afterwards, I thought, deep down, I
was afraid of future trouble).

Later, I was tired and lay on the bed, holding her two snow-white breasts as I fell asleep. Because of the alcohol, my
little brother, though erect all night, wasn't actually needed.

The next morning, we rushed to the train station, bought our tickets, and lingered in the waiting room, reluctant to part. She
said, "Actually, there was a moment last night when I completely surrendered. If you had forced yourself on me, I would have given in
."

Hearing this, I immediately jumped up and said, "Let's go back now!" She agreed, but
neither of us moved; we were both very rational people.

Just before boarding the train, she kissed me, turned, and left.

On the way back, I was very sleepy and felt a little lost. Was it because my sexual desire hadn't been satisfied? Or because I had fallen in love with
her? I couldn't say for sure. I shouldn't have called her "sister" in the first place; it made us both so hesitant, and
ultimately, it hurt my little brother. But then things took a strange turn…

Back in the city where I worked, I thought about her constantly. We contacted each other by phone every day, like lovers in
their first love . She always said she wouldn't see me again, afraid that things would get out of control and ruin her current
life, because we were both very self-respecting.

I said I regretted not sleeping with her that night, and I'd definitely do it next time. She laughed loudly and said
she wouldn't let me succeed.

I said, "When will you come to my city again?" She said, "It depends on fate."

A month later, I was overwhelmed by everything around me—work pressure was high, and my relationship
was unsatisfactory . The only thing I could find happiness in was playing soccer every weekend.

One afternoon, she called, saying she was flying to Shenzhen that evening and asked me to pick her up. Suppressing my
excitement, I said, "Really?"

That evening, I drove to the airport and waited a long time in the terminal. Finally, the plane arrived, and she appeared,
dressed casually in sneakers. My expression was calm; I greeted her like any other guest. In the car
, she said, "You seem unwelcoming?" I smiled, then suddenly grabbed her hand. She said, "Drive
carefully , it's the highway." But a look of ecstasy crossed her face.

She was there for an exhibition, staying for only a week, and would be at the exhibition every day. I said, "I'll bring you food
every day ." She said, "That's the bare minimum."

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly. I went to pick her up, speeding along the coastal highway. The sky was azure, and
old songs by Tong Ange were playing on the stereo. She was wearing a sexy halter dress, her breasts almost bursting out, light makeup, and
her skin was still so smooth and delicate. I stepped on the gas, the scenery along the way was delightful, and with a beautiful woman by my side, I thought:
With this kind of happiness, what more could I ask for!

At noon, I brought her lunch, and the lecherous men around us looked at me with envy.

In the afternoon, I picked her up again, and after we ate, we went for a drive. I drove to the seaside development zone,
a new area with neat and beautiful roads, but no sign of human habitation. I parked the car on the side of the road, and we jumped over the roadside
railing to the riverbank. It was very quiet there, with only the sound of cars whizzing by. She looked at me,
seemingly unconcerned about the arrangements we were making.

I picked her up and began to kiss her passionately, my hand slipping through her bra and pinching her nipple. She didn't resist and
even touched my penis. I became excited, when suddenly we heard voices. We were both startled. I climbed onto
the riverbank and saw several people on motorcycles approaching. I was a little nervous and quickly pulled her onto one of the motorcycles.

I drove deep into the residential area, where there was no one except for passing cars. I parked on the darkest
side of the road, turned off the lights, and began to kiss her passionately. She gasped, "Let's go to the back seat!"

I was overjoyed. Once in the back seat, I roughly ripped off her clothes, revealing her two snow-white breasts.
I bit them without hesitation, and she moaned, "Ide, ide..." I didn't know what it meant
. Later, I asked her, and she said it was Japanese for "pain."

My hands weren't idle either. I unzipped her pants and slipped my hand inside her underwear. She was already wet.
I gently stroked her clitoris with my middle finger, and she let out a soft moan; it was probably her erogenous zone. My middle finger began to probe
inside, where the wetness overflowed, engulfing my penis. I quickened my pace, and she moaned incessantly,
urging me to go faster. I simply inserted both fingers, increasing the pressure.

Her eyes were blurry with drunkenness. She used her delicate hands to unzip my pants, grasping my already raging penis in her grasp.
A moment later, she took it into her cherry-like mouth and licked it with her tongue. I was losing control and roared,
"I want to enter your body!" But at this crucial moment, she started to resist me again. The car was too cramped,
and couldn't find a good position. In the end, I gave up, my penis went soft, and my lust gradually subsided.

I asked her, "Have you reached your climax?" She shook her head, "Not yet!" I said, "Do you want me
to continue helping you?" She said, "Let's skip it."

We drove back, and I didn't say a word the whole way. She kept looking at me sideways and said softly, "I want to
leave some space between us so you won't forget me."

I said, "I won't forget you. You're the most charming woman I've ever met. I'll never forget you."

She said, "Whether you're telling the truth or not, I'm happy." As she spoke, her hand reached
over and started unzipping my pants, pulling my penis out of my pants, while whispering, "
Drive carefully."

My penis immediately hardened under her caresses. I gripped the steering wheel, eyes fixed on the road ahead, not daring to be
careless for a moment. Suddenly, she leaned over my legs and took my penis into her cherry-like mouth, starting to
suck on it. I felt incredibly good. She sucked and licked, deliberately moaning. I was excited, but my attention
was on the road ahead, and my penis remained hard for a long time without ejaculating.

I drove around the seaside road twice, and my little brother was still standing tall and proud. She said, "Wow! How are you so
strong ?"

I said, "I'm usually very fast, it's all thanks to your training."

She said, "How will you thank me?"

I said, "From now on, you can do whatever you want, I'll never forget you."

She laughed, "Want to come out?"

I panted, "Yes, of course I want to... I want to, please save me!"

She suddenly opened her bag and took out a small white bottle: "This is my body oil, I
'll apply it to you and let you know what real enjoyment is."

My heart was pounding, and I slowed down, driving slowly along the side of the road. She applied the oil around my
little brother , starting from my thighs and stroking it continuously, while licking the glans with her mouth. I felt
very slippery and incredibly comfortable and pleasurable... Her movements began to speed up, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

Suddenly, a surge of heat spread throughout my body, and I started to shout loudly as my little brother ejaculated, spraying all over her
face. I slammed on the brakes at the same time, and the car came to a screeching halt, finally bringing my blissful journey to a close.

Later, we had a misunderstanding, and she sadly left my city, telling me before she left,
"I brought some sexy lingerie that I've never worn before, but it seems I won't have a chance to wear it."

I was filled with regret, but I looked forward to seeing her again next time.

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