Paradox H - ☆、My sister is wet.

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Ling Sinan gritted her teeth to keep herself from making a sound, her body still struggling to resist and try to break free from her brother's toying.
She could still hear her mother outside, but she hadn't returned to her room, so naturally she couldn't just run away now.
"Ling Qingyuan, don't move—" She raised her hand and tried to remove her brother's hand from her chest.
She was careless. Her younger brother was already sixteen years old. It was inevitable that something would happen if a boy and a girl of that age slept in the same bed. Even siblings would find it hard to avoid such consequences.
Ling Qingyuan's eyes darkened. He was already taller than his sister, and just now, to cover her, he had wrapped her up like a large net. Now, if he lowered his head, he could touch the tip of his sister's ear.
My sister's ears are small, thin, and cool to the touch.
Actually, he didn't really intend to do anything at first.
It was simply that my hand went to the wrong place, or that I was just acting out of momentary revenge.
However, he does have an erection now.
He didn't really recognize Ling Sinan as "my sister," after all, they had been separated for ten years. During those ten years, he had kept an eye on Ling Sinan, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to recognize her the moment they met after so long. But she had never asked him about him... So Ling Qingyuan actually harbored resentment towards her.
It wasn't just because of the words "my sister will be back soon," but also because of her resolute decision afterward.
But it's not true hatred.
His hand suddenly stopped.
Because of the sudden silence, Ling Sinan held her breath and dared not breathe too loudly.
"Sister... I'm up." Ling Qingyuan's voice lingered in her ear like a magnet.
Ling Sinan's face flushed red. "You...you touched me like that, no wonder I got aroused." She should have been angry, but she couldn't lie to herself. When Ling Qingyuan was rubbing her just now, she actually found it very...stimulating. But the sibling and romantic relationship between them told her that she couldn't refuse.
She heard Ling Qingyuan chuckle softly beside her ear, a chuckle that resonated from his chest, so pleasant it tickled her eardrums.
"Sister, I want to put it in."
"No!" Ling Sinan turned around in a panic, meeting his long, slanted eyes.
She placed her hand between them, "Don't be crazy. I just got carried away and... fine, but if you touch me again, I'll really get angry."
"So you were just pretending to be angry?" Ling Qingyuan asked calmly, slowly lowering his head to look into her eyes. "To be touched on the chest by your own brother and still not be angry, you're such a good sister."
"Ling Qingyuan!"
"You keep calling me by my name like that today," Ling Qingyuan said with a slight smirk. "Are you trying to make up for the past ten years?"
She suddenly froze.
Why does he sound so strange when he talks?
Ling Sinan shuddered when she felt a warm hand cover her smooth thigh.
“No, that’s not right either. You’ve probably forgotten you even have a younger brother like me.” As Ling Qingyuan spoke, his hand climbed up her thigh, touching her skin as if igniting a wildfire.
"Damn it, I'm going back!" Ling Sinan pretended to be fierce, but was actually scared and tried to get up, but Ling Qingyuan suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her tightly into his arms.
His other hand remained hidden under the pillow, wrapped around her shoulder, and held her tightly, preventing her from moving.
"Ling Sinan." Ling Qingyuan pressed her head against his, revealing her small earlobe, and took it into his mouth. "This is what you owe me."
Ling Sinan almost cried out as her ears were enveloped in a warm, moist sensation.
She struggled to get away, but Ling Qingyuan bit her earlobe with his teeth to keep her from moving.
She was a little anxious and a little guilty: "We are siblings, please don't do this."
His tongue teased her earlobe, wet and warm. "Be a good girl, and I'll stop here."
As he finished speaking, his hand had already slipped under her nightgown.
Where did you stop there?!
"Mom...Mom is still outside, are you crazy?" Ling Sinan twisted her body, trying to escape, because of her brother's touch and the unfamiliar pleasure surging in her chest.
"Heh." Ling Qingyuan chuckled. "She wasn't outside, so didn't you run away long ago?"
As the last word fell, his hand was already pressed against the base of her thigh.
She shuddered violently.
Ling Qingyuan's hand slid down her inner thigh and inside.
His palm covered her panties, and a dampness seeped through the thin cotton fabric, wetting his palm.
"Sister, you're wet."
She felt she must be possessed.
At this moment, the first thing that came to her mind was her younger brother Ling Qingyuan's beautiful fingers.
In her mind, the long, slender fingers that had shot the three-pointer, which she had described as being born to play the piano, were now pressing against her underwear, rubbing back and forth.
She was half-turned and held in Ling Qingyuan's arms, almost curled up in a ball. Her hands were pressed against her younger brother's chest, tightly clutching his pajamas. Her eyes were closed under her furrowed brows, and she bit her lower lip to keep herself from making any strange noises.
What was originally just a slight dampness on the underwear turned into a large patch as the fingers rubbed back and forth.
"Qing, Qingyuan," she whispered.
"Hmm?" Ling Qingyuan looked up at her, his hands continuing their movements. Although there was a layer of fabric between them, his fingers sank into the softness of her mons pubis, and Ling Qingyuan's mind drifted off.
Ling Sinan pushed his chest: "That's enough, really." As soon as she said "enough," Ling Qingyuan pressed his finger on her clitoris. Ling Sinan shrank back, her mouth agape, and she accidentally let out a soft "uh-ah."
Upon hearing this voice, Ling Qingyuan felt a surge of heat rush to his lower body.
I was already so uncomfortable from being hard, and I desperately needed something to relieve it.
They've gone a bit too far.
Ling Sinan heard a low gasp.
Only when she felt the movement beneath her stop was she finally able to regain her senses and think.
The sound of the lights being switched off in the hallway outside clicked off, followed by the sound of a door closing.
Ling's mother went back to her room.
Logically, she should have run away without looking back at this point, but her legs were weak and she couldn't move. Moreover, she was being held by her younger brother, so it wasn't easy for her to break free.
Tsk, those are all excuses.
Little people, who seemed to appear out of nowhere, were mocking her.
Ling Sinan's right hand was still trapped between her legs, and the water beneath her was still flowing out in gushes. She was almost driven crazy by this shame, but what was really driving her crazy was the pleasure of experiencing love for the first time.
The pleasure of being caressed by her younger brother, who is two years younger than her and whom she is meeting for the first time in ten years.
She was so comfortable that she forgot to run away.
Shame and pleasure intertwined, and once the atmosphere cooled down, she began to feel disgusted with herself.
Uncontrollably, tears welled up in my eyes.
"Sister..." Ling Qingyuan felt the person in his arms tremble, and couldn't help but lift her chin, meeting Ling Sinan's eyes, "Why are you crying?"
Ling Sinan looked closely at this handsome face. The bright moonlight shone through the window onto his starry eyes. He had a high nose bridge and soft, thin lips. He exuded a youthful charm. With such a face, it seemed that anything he did could be forgiven.
He even asked her why she was crying.
They don't understand anything at all.
Taking advantage of her crying, she finally managed to remove Ling Qingyuan's right hand.
Ling Qingyuan originally intended to reach out and wipe away her tears, but he raised his right hand halfway to glance at her, then used the pad of his thumb to gently scrape the corner of her tearful eye.
That's some consolation, I suppose.
"Ling Qingyuan, are you sick?" Ling Sinan finally calmed down and asked.
The slight pity Ling Qingyuan had felt for her vanished instantly. He squinted at her, a sudden smirk playing on one corner of his mouth, and his imposing aura instantly suppressed Ling Sinan's little urge to interrogate him.
No, that's not right. She's the one who's in the right.
Ling Sinan suddenly slapped his chest, but unfortunately didn't dare to really hit him. The slap seemed to have a "you're so annoying" connotation.
I regretted it as soon as I finished filming Ling Sinan.
Ling Qingyuan, who had been keeping a cold expression, couldn't help but burst out laughing after being patted on the shoulder.
"Stop laughing!" Ling Sinan cursed angrily. "You bastard, I'm your sister! Were you even human just now?!"
"You said yourself that you're my sister, so whatever you are, that's what I am," Ling Qingyuan said sarcastically. "Birds of a feather flock together."
"You..." Ling Sinan was speechless, but still couldn't help cursing, "Beast."
Ling Qingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, reached out and took his sister's hand in his palm, "You beastly sister, you seemed to be enjoying it just now."
Ling Sinan, who was pointed out, was taken aback. She pulled her hand back and deliberately avoided her brother's seductive gaze: "I didn't, don't talk nonsense."
Unexpectedly, Ling Qingyuan suddenly placed his fingers on her genitals and rubbed them quickly. The fluid seeped through the cotton cloth and soaked his fingertips.
"No? Then what is this?" He brought his fingertip close to his nose and smelled it, saying innocently, "It smells quite fishy."
Ling Sinan's face exploded with a riot of colors. She shoved Ling Qingyuan hard, her eyes wide: "Ling Qingyuan! Could you be any more perverted?!"
Suddenly, Ling's mother's voice came from afar: "—Who's still awake?"
Ling Sinan's heart sank eight hundred meters into the air, and she thought to herself, "I'm dead."

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