I was lured away by the girl next door and vomited three times.

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I was fourteen, in my first year of junior high. My neighbor, a girl two years older than me, was in her third year of junior high. Since we went to the same school and lived on the same floor, we knew each other well, and I went to her house almost every day. We called her Pretty; she was very tall, about 1.7 meters, and incredibly beautiful and charming. From the day she moved in, I was infatuated with her, always fantasizing about being with her and living happily ever after.

One day, I went to see her as usual. The door opened, and I froze: the person who opened the door was an older woman, probably around 18 years old (I later learned she was 21), very alluring, with big, bright eyes that seemed to have a captivating light.

She asked me in a magnetic, slightly husky voice, "Who are you looking for?"

I stood there, staring at her, unable to say a word.

She asked again, "Who are you looking for?"

My mind went blank. I wanted to say I was looking for Pretty, but my mouth wouldn't cooperate; I couldn't utter a sound. I just stared blankly at her. (Looking back, I was stunned. I had never seen such a beautiful woman before. Not only was Pretty incomparable, but even those vulgar, heavily made-up women on TV couldn't compare. I was very young then and didn't know how to pretend; I just stood there dumbfounded.) I was sweating profusely with nervousness, but I couldn't utter a single word. My throat made a gurgling sound, but I couldn't even hear it myself… "Hey, kid, who are you looking for?"

Just as I stood there, frozen in place, drenched in sweat, Pretty came out from behind the door: "Ahem… He's looking for me. Come in!"

I learned from Pretty that she was Pretty's older sister, working out of town and back on vacation. That day, when I was with Pretty, I was always absent-minded, my eyes constantly glancing towards her older sister's room. From then on, I could never forget her; her image was constantly on my mind… I learned from the neighbors' gossip that she had been pregnant, had an abortion, and her workplace found out. Her boyfriend (a party member from the same workplace) couldn't bear the pressure and committed suicide. She had taken a long leave to come back and hide. My thoughts began to wander aimlessly again: from pregnancy to abortion, all the way to the even more alluring act that led to this outcome, finally settling on her slightly upturned buttocks. I realized that not only was her face beautiful and charming, but her figure was also top-notch. In the words of children, it was the mature figure of a woman who had been with a man.

From then on, I frequented Pretty's house even more often, especially when Pretty wasn't there. Pretty was in her final year of junior high school and had to take exams, so she had tutoring every day and wouldn't come home until 5:30. As soon as I got out of school in the afternoon, I was eager to go home, rushing home with burning desire. Because the adults were at work during the day, it was just the two of us for several hours in the afternoon, and we gradually became more and more familiar with each other.

We went to see a movie together. I was very young then, and didn't understand anything. I only knew I liked her and wanted to be close to her, but I had no idea how to do it. Plus, I had an extraordinary reverence for her (I practically considered her a goddess), so I never dared to, and never knew how to, make any real progress.

Then, taking advantage of the darkness in the movie theater, I mustered up my courage and quietly, gently, placed my hand in hers. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it myself, and I had no idea what was happening in the movie! I was panicked, scared, and excitedly anticipating what was to come (I was prepared to get slapped; I didn't know what awaited me, or how I would explain if I got hit—I had no idea. That kind of panicked feeling is something adults today would never experience; that feeling was truly exhilarating)... But she seemed completely unaware that my hand was in hers, showing no reaction whatsoever. My heart gradually calmed down, and my courage slowly grew. I began to gently stroke her hand, my upper body gradually leaning closer to her. Without my noticing, she quietly grasped my hand. When I realized it, you can imagine how excited I was! That feeling, that pure affection, was something I could never experience again… (So she liked me too!) Finally, my hand rested on her thigh, gently stroking it. Even with her pants covering it, I could still feel its smoothness, its roundness, its softness… I was thrilled, I was intoxicated… She didn't stop me, just sat quietly, letting my hand roam back and forth on her intoxicatingly beautiful thighs that made it impossible not to make a mistake. And that was the end of it for me; at my age, this was already a limitation of my understanding.

Although this movie outing still didn't lead to anything substantial, it brought us closer. In other words, from then on, there was no distance between us, and touching became commonplace.

My Experience of Being Seduced (Part Two) Finally, one day, we were lying in bed reading (since watching the movie, we had become very close, and reading in her double bed was a common occurrence. She was reading *Dream of the Red Chamber*, and I was reading *Journey to the West*, completely different interests).

She leaned in and asked me, "Do you understand what this passage means?"

Of course, I didn't understand what it meant, so she explained it to me. I blushed and my heart pounded; I was so ashamed I didn't know what to do.

"Oh! You're blushing? Let your older sister see."

Her words made me even more embarrassed, with nowhere to hide. She hugged me, gently turning my head towards her, and softly, softly kissed my face. A wave of happiness washed over me; my heart pounded. I was so excited, so happy… I nestled quietly in her arms, letting her kiss me, letting her caress me. How wonderful, how intoxicating! From the bottom of my heart, I cried out: "Oh God, I finally know what happiness is! This is the happiness I've been longing for and dreaming of!" (My age at that time meant this feeling was the most intoxicating moment of my life.) Slowly, slowly, she kissed my lips. I naturally opened my mouth and kissed her back.

(Even though I was young, it seemed I didn't need to be taught; I knew it on my own. Was it a natural reaction?) As we kissed, my body began to heat up, and I felt a change, but I didn't know what it was (at that time, I didn't understand that it meant there was movement down there). I just felt so beautiful, so hot, so restless, so eager (I didn't know what I should be thinking; I was just thinking aimlessly).

She, of course, sensed my restlessness and took the opportunity to hug me even tighter, essentially holding me completely in her arms. So I pressed myself against her breasts, the soft flesh against them giving me an unprecedented shock. My thoughts were no longer my own; I felt like everything was floating, and my reactions had become purely instinctive (because everything was beyond my comprehension; I had no idea what was going to happen, and what was happening was something I had never experienced before. It was like a sudden, overwhelming influx of new knowledge, and my mind couldn't process this sudden influx of new information; my brain began to stop working. But my instincts didn't stop; they began to replace thought and control my behavior).

In fact, by this time, my penis had become quite large, but I didn't know it or understand it; I just felt very aroused and wanted to press against that soft flesh... Of course, she noticed my reaction and pressed her breasts against mine forcefully: "Do you like it?" I nodded, and she grabbed my hand and placed it on her breast. Good heavens! My head buzzed; I had never experienced anything like this before. My hand trembled as I touched her breast.

"No, silly, you have to rub it, rub it gently." Saying this, she unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra, allowing me to directly touch her alluring breasts. They weren't large, but very soft, and the feel gave me a jolt. This was the first time in my life I had touched a woman's breasts, and I still remember that intense jolt; the restlessness I felt was even stronger now.

Her hand moved to my crotch: "Oh my...it's so big, um..."

Suddenly I understood why I felt so agitated. I was so ashamed, I didn't know where to put my face. I let out a soft moan and buried my head in her chest: "Mmm~" My face was pressed against her chest, that softness, that scent, intoxicating... I felt an indescribable sensation down there (today we know it's impulsiveness, but back then I didn't understand), and I felt her hand making me feel very comfortable.

Her hand was still there: "So big, I'm so embarrassed, aren't you ashamed? Mmm~" Her words made my face flush and my heart race, my ears burned, but my penis got even harder.

"Oh! It's getting harder and harder, like an iron rod, what do you want to do? Mmm~" I didn't know what I wanted to do at all, because my mind had long since stopped. I was just instinctively willing for her to touch me, feeling comfortable.

As for it getting bigger, it wasn't something I wanted, but a primal bodily reaction.

Her hand continued to rub and knead down there, my penis was being rubbed and kneaded until it was thick and big, my whole body was already... I went limp, all my consciousness focused on that one spot below, the only feeling was comfort, the desire to keep going, the urge to continue—in today's terms, it was "amazing."

"Oh my! How come you're so wet? You're

soaking wet!" I looked down and saw my pants were soaked, a patch the size of a duck egg. I was terrified, thinking I'd peed (now we know it was pre-ejaculate, I think it's called prostaglandins, whatever).

"Shame on you, shame on you!" she said as she unzipped my pants. I was too ashamed to look at her. She slowly pulled down my pants, stroking my penis with her hand, stroke after stroke. My God! It was unbearably comfortable; I'd never felt this good before, it was unbearable.

"DouDou, do you like Big Sister?" I nodded, and she grabbed my hand and placed it on her crotch.

My God! There, there, there, it was wet! Her crotch was completely damp. I thought she had peed too, but I really liked her. I didn't care if her pee was dirty or not; I just thought it was beautiful: even her pee was for me to touch.

"Mmm~ Dou Dou, you're making me feel so bad, oh~ mmm... mmm..."

I was confused. Why was she feeling bad? What did that mean? I didn't understand. I just kept touching her, rubbing back and forth between her legs.

"Dou Dou, Dou Dou, put it inside, okay? Oh... oh..."

"What do you mean, put it inside?" I asked.

"Your hand, your hand." Saying that, she unzipped her pants and put my hand inside.

When I touched it, it was soft, wet, and sticky. My whole body froze. Everything that had happened today had been so overwhelming. I couldn't process all these new sensations and new knowledge. My mind was a mess, but I was also extremely excited. All I knew was that I was touching my older sister's genitals, and there was some urine in it.

I really wanted to take my hand out and smell it to see if the urine smelled like urine (I had never smelled it before, so I didn't know if urine was really smelly; actually, it wasn't urine, but water), but I didn't dare. I just kept touching it, touching those soft little fleshy parts. I had no idea what they were (labia).

"Oh... um... oh... um..." My older sister's voice was all trembling, and I was incredibly excited. Naturally, I got hard.

"Ah...ah...DouDou, a little lower...hey...hey...lower...yes, yes, right there...put it in, put it in, put your finger in...ah~~ah...oh dear~~I can't take it anymore, oh dear...I can't take it~ anymore..."

I put my finger into my older sister's hole. It was sticky, wet, and full of water. My older sister was incredibly excited.

She asked me, panting, "DouDou~~do you like your older sister?" I nodded emphatically.

"Do you miss your older sister?" I nodded again (actually, I didn't understand at the time that "miss" had another meaning).

"Are you willing to be with your older sister?" I nodded.

"Speak, don't just nod."

I said, "I'm willing."

"Really willing?"

"Yes."

"No regrets?"

"No."

"Really no regrets?"

"Really no regrets!"

After hearing my affirmative answer (actually, I didn't know the meaning of these answers at the time; I just said from the bottom of my heart that I was willing to be together forever, without knowing what was about to happen), the older sister turned to the side, grabbed my penis with her hand, and stroked it up and down. It was already big, and it became even harder.

The older sister took off her pants, turned around and lay on top of me, asking, "Do you really like me? Are you really not going to regret it?"

I said, "Really, I really like you." (At this moment, I felt so comfortable with the older sister's breasts pressing against me; I felt so happy and beautiful being pressed down by her.) The older sister's hand was stroking my penis again, and then she bent over, straightening my penis, and then lowered her body. I felt my penis being enveloped by something, which felt incredibly comfortable (of course, that's when the older sister was fucking me).

"Ah...ah...ouch..." My older sister was on top of me, moving up and down, thrusting all the way in with each stroke. My whole body was stiff, and the only thing I did instinctively was to thrust upwards with all my might. I didn't understand anything about penetration or coordination; I just kept pushing upwards with all my might. (Thinking about it today, the feeling of being fucked was really wonderful. I wasn't actually raped, but at least I was seduced.)

"Oh...oh...bean~~bean~~you're so big! Oh...big sister

, it feels so good..." I've never been fucked in my life, let alone fucked someone. How could I withstand my older sister fucking me so hard? The stimulation was so intense, and being a virgin, my genitals were incredibly sensitive. Within minutes, I couldn't take it anymore: "Ah...ah...Big Sister...Big Sister...I...I...I can't take it anymore...I...I'm coming..."

"No, no, you can't be so quick..." But I had already ejaculated... My older sister was disappointed, lying on top of me, motionless. I knew I had done something wrong (oddly enough, how could I have known I had done something wrong back then? Maybe it was just instinct), and I didn't dare move. After a long time, my older sister finally got off me and lay down beside me... (Actually, it felt good to have my older sister on top of me; I wanted her to stay, and I didn't feel heavy.) "DouDou, do you hate your older sister?"

"No." I leaned my head over and kissed her face.

"You're such a silly child!" my older sister said with emotion, affectionately stroking my head.

I stared blankly at my older sister and gently kissed her: "Big sister, I love you!"

"Silly boy, I'm seven years older than you!"

"I don't care, I love you anyway!" (At that age, I didn't really understand what love was; I just thought that was "love.") My older sister was clearly not satisfied. She continued to touch my penis with her hand, even though it was already limp, she still relentlessly rubbed it.

The experience of being seduced (Part 3) So, we lay on the bed, talking. About an hour later, my penis became aroused again under her constant caresses. "DouDou, it's big again." I buried my face in her chest, kissing her neck. I longed for her so much that I was satisfied no matter how I kissed her.

Her hands continued working, and soon my penis swelled and hardened again. My older sister kissed me: "DouDou, do you want more?"

I kissed her back and said, "Yes." This time I clearly understood what "want" meant, and I clearly knew what I wanted. This time, I genuinely "wanted" it, unlike last time when I was fucked without really knowing what was happening.

"Really want it?"

"Yes." I kissed her again, encouraging her. Actually, she had wanted it for a while. My older

sister rolled over and climbed on top of me again, sticking her butt out, and continued to stroke my penis with her hand, straightening it. This time, she wasn't as impatient as last time. Instead, she slowly, slowly lowered her buttocks, gradually inserting her penis into my vagina.

This time, I learned to enjoy it. She slowly wrapped herself around me, and I slowly savored the comfort. That comfort gradually spread downwards until she completely engulfed me. We were both panting, until we both let out a long sigh: "Mmm..."

"So comfortable, DouDou, are you comfortable?"

I quickly said, "Comfortable, extremely comfortable!"

"Do you want your older sister to fuck you?"

I said, "Yes, yes, I'm extremely willing!"

"Then I'm going to fuck you?"

I whimpered, "I'm waiting...that's my happiest moment."

"Oh~~ DouDou, you have to hold back this time!" she said, and started moving, fucking me up and down. The feeling was so wonderful, even today, I can't help but say: being fucked feels so good!

"Ah... Bean~ Bean~~ So big! Ah... So deep, oh~~ It feels so good..."

This time, because I had already come once, it wasn't so easy to come again. Plus, my lower body wasn't as sensitive as before, so I felt like I could still hold on. But I still didn't know how to cooperate or what techniques to use, and I just kept pushing upwards, desperately thrusting.

"Oh... I can't take it anymore... It feels so good, oh~~ So good..." she said, and suddenly she stood up, meaning that she was originally lying on top of me, but now she was riding on top of me, fucking me hard up and down. I felt so good being fucked by her (this is a modern word; I didn't know the word "good" back then).

Just like that, she rode on top of me, fucking me hard, going all the way in every time (I was really afraid she would break my penis), and before long, she couldn't take it anymore.

"Ah...I want...I want...Bean~~Bean~~ Harder...I can't take it anymore...I,I...Oh~~" As she was fucking me, she suddenly leaned on top of me, hugging me tightly, kissing me haphazardly, and even biting me randomly: "Harder...harder...you must hold back~~ah...ah..." She thrust harder and harder, fucking me more fiercely.

How could I withstand such a fierce woman? I felt that I couldn't hold back any longer... Just then, she suddenly stiffened, hugging me tightly as if she wanted to strangle me, not moving at all: "Ah...ah...I~~I~~I can't take it anymore, I...want..."

At that moment, I couldn't hold back any longer, "Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft" I ejaculated all of it into her... "What? You came again?" I nodded. It seemed that she meant I should hold back. Did she want more?

My Experience of Being Seduced (Part 4) She lay quietly on top of me for a long time. Finally, we both slowly recovered. She gently kissed my face: "Dou Dou, I'm so sorry... Dou Dou, you don't hate me, do you?"

I was startled, staring at her with a question mark in my eyes.

"Silly child, don't you understand what I'm saying?" I shook my head, waiting for her to answer herself: "Sigh, you're such a silly child!"

I still didn't understand what was going on: "What's wrong, sister?"

"You really don't hate me?"

I laughed: "What's wrong, sister? I love you so much, how could I hate you?"

"Silly child, you really don't understand?"

"Don't understand what?" I was also a little confused, my heart started pounding.

She continued kissing me and said, "Big sister fucked you, don't you hate it?"

My heart settled back down, and I kissed her sweetly, "My silly sister, how could I hate you?

I want you to fuck me!" I smiled and continued kissing her.

She suddenly froze, her beautiful, captivating eyes wide open as she stared at me, as if I were some rare animal: "What did you say?"

I repeated, "I said, I want you to fuck me!"

Big sister stood there, looking at me and saying, "Are you stupid?"

I smiled and said, "I am stupid, because I love you, of course I want to." "You fucked me, and you fucked me so well!"

Seeing my unreasonable and irrational behavior, the older sister simply stopped talking to me and shook her head helplessly: "You're such a silly child, you'll understand later." (Today we know she felt guilty because she took my virginity. At the time, I didn't understand and was even smug about being fucked!) We got up and washed ourselves thoroughly (back then, it wasn't like now; we had to fill a basin with cold water and then add hot water from a thermos). The older sister changed the sheets and threw them into the basin, fussing for over half an hour. Then we lay clean on the freshly changed sheets on the clean bed and continued chatting.

"DouDou, do you really like your older sister?" the older sister asked, hugging me.

"Of course, your older sister is my goddess." Saying this, I leaned in and kissed her beautifully. Looking back now, I was truly intoxicated at the time, thinking it was the greatest happiness in my life.

I gazed at my goddess with adoration, my eyes filled with love, kissing her endlessly. But it was strange, no matter how much I kissed her, it never seemed enough, I always felt I couldn't get enough. My heart overflowed with surging love, and I nestled sweetly in my older sister's arms, wishing I could just melt into her body and never be separated from her.

Seeing my entranced expression, my older sister said, "Dou Dou, are you really that willing to be with me?"

I nodded, "Yes."

She touched my face and asked, "Are you willing to make me comfortable?"

"Of course, I'll do anything to excite you." (Young people are always like this, making promises without considering the consequences.) My sister kissed me and said, "But, some things are a little difficult."

I gazed at her adoringly, "Don't worry, as long as you like it, I'm willing to do anything, no matter how difficult."

"Really?"

"Of course, really." I said, softly kissing her neck, "Big sister, don't you really know how much I love you? As long as it excites you, as long as it satisfies you, I'll do anything."

"Big sister, I'm yours, you can do whatever you want with me."

"Big sister, I belong to you, you can do whatever you want with me."

...I expressed my loyalty again and again, tirelessly, afraid that my older sister wouldn't believe my deep affection for her (children don't really understand anything, but at that time and place, I truly believed it was my whole life; today, adults can't laugh at children who don't understand the ways of the world. In other words, children are pure and innocent, without as many concerns and thoughts as adults).

Because of my congenital defect (I'm 7 years younger than her), I always felt that she didn't believe in my devotion, as if I were just a child talking nonsense, just for fun. Therefore, I did my best to tell her about my "loyalty to the Party" (I was educated by the Party from a young age and had a deeply ingrained orthodox moral view. I felt from the bottom of my heart that I couldn't play with women and that matters between the sexes had to be taken seriously, for fear of being misunderstood. Little did I know that I was being played, yet I kept expressing my true feelings to the person who was playing with me).

"DouDou is so good, your older sister really likes you." She said, kissing me as she spoke. I felt a sweet warmth in my heart, and a sweet smile spread across my face... My older sister continued to caress me: "DouDou, was it comfortable just now?"

I nodded deeply and whispered, "Comfortable."

"Want more?"

I nodded again, burying my face shyly in the crook of her neck... (If it were today, I might say no, but back then, a child like me didn't understand the horror of impotence; I only knew it was "pleasure.") My older sister's hand slowly slid down, gently stroking my penis: "You won't think your older sister is dirty, will you?"

I didn't even think about it, looking at her with wonder: "Of course not, your older sister is my goddess!"

My older sister rubbed my penis with her hand, stroking it up and down: "Your older sister was afraid you wouldn't want to."

"I'm willing, I'm willing, older sister!" I didn't know what to do, I just kept shouting "I'm willing," as if if I didn't shout it any slower, I would never have another chance.

"I know you're willing, I'm just afraid you'll find it dirty."

(I was genuinely anxious, as if to say I didn't love her, but I had no idea what was going on.) I thrashed about, kicking my legs wildly: "How could I? How could I? Even if I die, I won't find you dirty!"

"Then would you kiss me down there?"

I didn't understand at first: "Kiss down there?"

"Yes, kiss down there." My sister looked at me.

I still didn't understand: "Down there?"

"Silly boy, of course it's there! Go down there, I'll tell you." My sister released her grip on my penis.

At that moment, I vaguely understood what my sister meant; she wanted me to kiss her genitals. I trembled with excitement. I remembered that soft flesh and that still slightly wet urine (I still thought it was urine). Oh my god! My sister even let me kiss her genitals, I'm so happy! So intoxicated! I was incredibly excited (in my state of mind, how could I possibly find it dirty? Even if she really gave me some urine, I might actually drink it).

I quickly scooted down and recklessly pressed my lips against hers, kissing her haphazardly (by this time, the older sister had already spread her legs).

"No, no, where did you kiss?" I didn't know where the opening was, thinking that the furry patch was it.

"A little lower... a little lower... a little lower... yes, yes, that's it."

I finally found the spot, and my initial recklessness had subsided. I gently pressed my lips against it and kissed her.

Good heavens! It was wet and sticky there, not only on my lips but also somehow on my nose. I felt that the sticky, wet smell had a strange, indescribable smell, neither stinky nor fragrant, but it was a bit unsettling. I held my breath and kissed her again (just a light touch), getting some more on my tongue, the smell even stronger. Suddenly, I understood what that smell was—a fishy smell, yes, a fishy smell! Seafood all has that smell.

"No, no, that's not how you kiss, you have to use your tongue."

"Use my tongue?" I looked at her, bewildered.

"Yes, use your tongue, try it."

Although I felt a little uneasy, I was more than willing to fulfill her request (again, as long as she was excited, I'd do anything). I secretly took a deep breath and carefully placed my tongue against her. My head buzzed, my tongue touched soft, wet, warm flesh… I felt the world spinning, I didn't know where I was.

"Yes, yes, don't move it away, move it up and down."

I moved it up and down as she said, and suddenly, I understood what "moving up and down" meant, what "using your tongue" meant—it meant I had to lick it with my tongue! Licking her urethra, I knew that was it, meaning she wanted me to lick her with my tongue!!

My head was buzzing, the shock was even stronger than when I was fucked earlier. I never knew you could lick that. I'd always heard people say "slut" as an insult since I was little, could you lick a slut?

I looked up at her: "It's...it's...a little fishy..."

She touched my head and laughed: "Not fishy, it's pungent."

"Pungent?" I was confused.

"Yes, pungent is fishy, fishy is pungent."

I understood, so that fishy smell was the pungent smell.

"What's wrong, is it dirty?"

"No, no, I...I..." "

Silly girl, didn't we wash it all off just now? Did you forget?"

I remembered, we had washed our genitals.

"DouDou, it's okay, ah, that's just my sister's discharge, it's like sweat, it's not dirty."

So it wasn't urine, it was discharge? What was discharge? Oh my god, it's water!! There's so much I need to learn, and all this new knowledge, this taste, this water—I can't process it all at once.

"If you don't want to, then forget it, get up!"

"No, no, I'm willing, I'm willing, I really am willing." I didn't dare hesitate any longer, and quickly put my tongue up to gently lick my older sister's vulva (this time it was voluntary, but actually I was afraid she would say I didn't want to and make me get up. In other words, she was playing hard to get, tricking me).

The experience of being seduced (Part 5, The End) I gently licked her vulva, not daring to breathe too loudly (if I breathed too loudly, the taste would come in), and the water covered my nose and tongue. My older sister lay quietly with her legs spread wide, and I licked her slowly, again and again. Slowly, slowly, the older sister began to pant: "Oh... hiss... oh... Dou Dou, harder... harder..."

"Ah... ah... hiss... comfortable... Dou Dou... so... so comfortable..." The older sister's voice started to change direction again.

As soon as I heard that kind of voice, I couldn't stand it. I licked the older sister's pussy even harder, having long forgotten what I was thinking. I licked until my mouth and face were covered in water, sticky and sticky, sticking everywhere.

"Oh... hiss... good, like that... oh... oh..."

"Ah... ah... oh dear... I can't take it anymore! Dou Dou... you, you, you put... your tongue... in, put, put it in... ah... ah... I want... I want... put it in..."

I was getting hot all over from her voice, and my penis got hard on its own. My mind was already being corroded by her juices. I had no thoughts and could only do what she asked.

I stuck my tongue in (I had no idea what "inside" meant or where, but I knew it meant inside, so I just shoved my tongue into any available space), and into her eyes. Good heavens! The water, which normally flows downwards, was now flowing down my tongue and into my mouth, filling it completely with her juices, which I couldn't spit out.

Because we were so close, my nose was covered in sticky, pungent juices, making it hard to breathe. My sister was getting excited, and I didn't dare stop and spoil her fun, so I just opened my mouth to catch my breath… Oh no, this is really bad. I wasn't prepared at all, and then I heard two "glug, glug" sounds. While I was catching my breath, my mouthful of juices went straight into my stomach… "Oh… oh… good… DouDou… don… don't… stop, ah… ah… don't… stop…"

Urged on by these wacky sounds, how could I stop? I didn't dare slack off at all. I worked diligently, serving her conscientiously.

Oh no, I can't breathe again! "Glug, glug," another mouthful of her juices went down my throat. At this point, I couldn't care less about my feelings; all I thought about was how to satisfy her, how to make her comfortable.

Since I'd already swallowed two mouthfuls of her juices, I just gave up. It didn't matter how much she drank; I felt no guilt and started licking freely.

I licked like crazy, not caring about her eyes or the outside, just licking wildly up, down, front, back, left, and right. I don't know how much more juices I swallowed, but I wasn't holding my breath anymore, just licking as I breathed heavily… I made this woman tremble uncontrollably, her legs opening and closing repeatedly, making all sorts of "ooh-ooh-ah-ah" sounds, her buttocks moving up and down. She was completely at a loss. Her appearance aroused me greatly, and for some reason, her "shouts and screams, her whole body trembling" excited me immensely (from then on, I couldn't resist any woman acting like that).

"Oh... I can't take it anymore... Ah... Ah... I can't take it anymore..." The older sister's legs tightly clamped my head, her buttocks moving up and down, rubbing her clitoris against my mouth (actually, she was using her clitoris to fuck my mouth). I stretched out my tongue and licked her clitoris with all my might, not daring to back down at all, even though my head was hurting from being clamped so tightly... "No, no, I can't take it anymore... Bean, bean... bean, bean... Ah... Quick, quick, quick... Come on, I want... I want it... I, I want you..." The older sister grabbed my head with her hands and pulled it upwards with all her might.

I was so engrossed in licking that I didn't want to stop. How rare! At first, I felt a little nauseous, but now I don't want to leave. I don't find it smelly or dirty anymore. In fact, I find the smell so wonderful and the juices so sweet. I wish I could drink more of the sticky juices flowing from my older sister's pussy (from then on, she trained me to love this kind of thing).

"No, no... lick it, come up... I want... I... I want you..." My older sister's hands pulled me up hard, and I reluctantly left her pussy... "Put it in, put it in quickly!"

I knew that she wanted me to put my already hard penis inside. I thrust my big penis in hard, again and again, but I couldn't get it in. It either went up or fell down.

"Ouch, it hurts so much! Why are you thrusting like that!" the older woman said, grabbing my penis and pointing it at her: "Hard, hard...yes, yes, ah...ah...ah...ahhh...it feels so good...oh...it really feels so good...oh..."

Under her guidance, I finally managed to insert my penis into her vagina, but I didn't know how to do it (the last two times I was the one being fucked), I just kept pushing in.

"Fool, move!"

Ah, move, I didn't know how to move, so I pushed in even harder.

"Ouch, no, it's like this!" The older woman grabbed my waist and pushed me back and forth.

Oh, I understand, she meant for me to go in and out, so I fucked her in and out with her hands.

"Ah...ah...that's it, that's it, ah...oh dear...DouDou~~you're fucking me so...comfortable..."

Her words made my penis even bigger (it's rare, I can't resist a woman's suggestive voice). Luckily, I had already ejaculated twice before, otherwise, I definitely wouldn't be able to finish. Now, because I'm almost out of stamina, I can't ejaculate anytime soon.

I persevered, fucking her again and again. By this time, I was more skilled at thrusting in and out, and I saw her with her eyes closed, occasionally opening them to look at me, then quickly closing them again, her head stretching back and forth as if trying to go into the wall, her face flushed.

My God! This was when she was at her most beautiful, something I had never seen before. Her face was red and incredibly moist, even her occasionally opened eyes were watery, she was absolutely gorgeous. (Rarely, at this moment, some women even smooth out their wrinkles. I wonder if you've ever noticed?) The older woman was shouting loudly, stimulating my nerves. Suddenly, she started moving with my rhythm, as if trying to throw me off. Her hands gripped me even tighter: "Ah...ah...harder...harder...bean...I want...I want...harder...ah...oh..."

Suddenly, she froze, gripping me tightly (it hurt a little), thrusting upwards (like a bridge). I dared not slack off, so I thrust even harder, fucking her with all my might (actually, I was no longer conscious at that point, it was just an instinctive action). I felt incredibly tight down there, and suddenly I couldn't hold back (it didn't give me any time to prepare), "plop, plop, plop," and I went soft.

My older sister relaxed completely at this point, and I tried to move to get down. "Don't move, just lie there..."

To be honest, I was exhausted by then, and I couldn't help but lie there. In less than four hours, I had given in three times.

From then on, my older sister and I often did this kind of thing until her vacation ended. Later, both our families moved away from that building, and then I had to take exams and go to university, and I never saw her again... To this day, I still miss her very much. If I had the chance to see her again, I would gladly let her have her again, even though she is 33 years old now, I would still be willing... even though she is actually just playing with me. I was deflowered at 14, but I don't hate her, I really don't hate her. On the contrary, I think about her all the time. To be honest, I still think it was quite beautiful, quite happy. If I could live my life again, I would still let her have her.

However, since then, I've had many lingering effects: Feifan really likes women older than me, especially enjoys being ridden and fucked by older women (meaning being fucked), and Feifan even wants to climb on top of them...

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