My sister and I made a pact to drink.

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My wife's older sister is a teacher at the elementary school next to our neighborhood. Because she's single and unmarried, she lives with us. She recently broke up with her boyfriend, so she's been in a bad mood. She either stays in her room all day or comes home drunk late at night. My wife and I always try to persuade her not to drink outside, saying it makes her vulnerable to being raped, but she says we won't drink with her anyway, which is really frustrating. Later, my wife and I discussed it, and since her birthday is in a few days, we decided to celebrate with her at home to cheer her up. That day, we drank a lot. I consider myself a good drinker, but I got really drunk. When I woke up, I was surprised to find myself holding a fragrant, beautiful body in my arms. Looking closer, I realized it was my sister-in-law, only wearing her underwear.

Looking at myself, I was completely naked, and a jade-like arm was wrapped around my chest. I realized it wasn't my wife's hand. Turning around, I saw a sleeping beauty behind me, my wife, who was peacefully asleep. How did we end up in my bed, sleeping together under the same blanket? The three of us sleeping together under the same blanket? Was this a dream, or real? I racked my brains for ages trying to figure it out, but with two fragrant beauties in my arms and behind me, it couldn't be fake.

Between these two beautiful bodies, I was incredibly excited, my blood was rushing, and my manhood was throbbing, almost bursting through my underwear. The older sister in my arms was half-asleep when she felt something hot and hard burning her thigh. She instantly woke up, reaching down to try and move the hot thing away, only to find it hard as iron, burning to the touch. Startled, she opened her eyes and exclaimed, "What the hell is that?" She looked under the covers, not quite seeing clearly, but vaguely making out something. Then, with her heightened senses, she immediately realized what she was holding, and released it as if electrocuted, overwhelmed with shame. Seeing the bewildered look on my face, she wished she could disappear into the ground. "You're awake?" she asked, trying desperately to ease the awkwardness, but unable to find a topic to talk about. Her face was flushed, her eyes were like wine, and her breath was hot and intoxicating. Seeing her shy and charming demeanor, my heart pounded wildly. I wanted to hold her, to passionately kiss her petal-like lips, and to savor the sweetness in her mouth… I gently moved closer. My sister saw me and seemed to understand what I wanted to do. With a touch of womanly reserve, she used one hand to resist his approach.

Yet, there was also a hint of joyful anticipation. Her small hand neither resisted nor ran away, but waited with a touch of shyness. Just as he was about to kiss her, she gently closed her eyes, letting him be. My wife, behind me, suddenly twisted her body, murmuring in her sleep, her words extremely indistinct. Neither my sister nor I could understand what she was saying. However, we both stopped, afraid of startling her awake. Only

after a long time, when we heard her breathing deep and peaceful, did we both breathe a sigh of relief.

Both of them felt a thrill of illicit intimacy. Their wives were right beside them, yet they were about to do something behind their backs… The pounding of their hearts was clearly audible to each other.

The older sister gave me a coquettish glare. Her unparalleled charm made him exclaim that the legendary beauty that could topple kingdoms was nothing short of breathtaking.

“You naughty thing, move a little.” The older sister felt my burning erection growing stronger.

Although we were both leaning back, it was still pressing directly against her lower abdomen, making her heart race with a burning sensation.

The older sister was both shy and curious. Of course, she had heard what a man's genitals looked like, and she had seen plenty of children's penises. She didn't feel anything special. She occasionally saw some obscene pictures during her investigations, but they were mostly limp and extremely ugly, making her feel disgusted. Therefore, she didn't have a real understanding of male genitals and even felt a bit averse to them. The older sister was extremely ashamed. She really wanted to punch me to show her disgust at my naughty thing's indecent protest. A strange feeling crept into her heart. Why was this guy's thing so hot, like fire?
And so huge! She'd always thought it was about the size of a finger, maybe a little bigger. Who would have thought it would be this astonishing… If she let it in, wouldn't her body be torn apart? Filled with fear, she quickly moved her small, fragrant buttocks back a little, retreating from its rampant invasion.

The heat vanished instantly, leaving her with a strange sense of loss… She remembered the feel of it earlier, and another wave of embarrassment washed over her. His thing wasn't as ugly as she'd imagined. Although it was hot, hard, and frighteningly large, it didn't feel scary. "Are you really done?" she asked, a little flustered, afraid I'd see she was thinking about his thing.

I wanted to kiss her lips, which were slightly pouting from her coquettishness, deeply; otherwise, nothing could express my current excitement. I gently leaned closer, my target clear.

My sister felt a fire ignite within her body. Under my domineering kisses, she discovered the exquisite feeling of being conquered. She realized what it felt like for a woman to be conquered by a man… and the more she resisted, the stronger the conquest became. His domineering nature made her feel like a captive… Dizzy from the kisses, my sister had a strange feeling, as if she were born to be conquered, born to be his captive.

It was almost an instinct; she, who had never kissed before, could kiss without any instruction, her lips and tongue entwined with his.

The world was lost… My sister's hands were already around my neck. She embraced him passionately, responding to his kisses with fervor, offering him everything she wanted. Whatever he desired, she gave it to him, letting him be frivolous and unreasonable, letting him demand so forcefully, letting him suckle her tongue and saliva… She felt completely conquered, her very soul was being devoured!

A soft, blissful moan escaped my sister's nose, a breathy groan she had never heard before, seemingly innate.

I took her soft hand in mine, kissing it from the palm, then putting her fingers in my mouth, tracing the back of her hand upwards, across her marble-white neck, and kissing her earlobe. She was completely immersed in the warm spring breeze, as if a warm current was flowing through her body. I kissed her ear for a while, then kissed her lips along her neck. At the same time, my hands climbed up her breasts, gently kneading them. I hugged her from behind, pulled off her bra, and my mouth reached under her armpit to suckle a tender, red nipple. My hands also moved down her abdomen, slipping inside her panties, which were already soaked. My sister breathed softly, saying, "Please." "I ignored it and continued to caress her pair of full, jade-like breasts. Now these beauties were standing erect, and I pulled down her panties. A clean, hairless, steamed bun-like vulva was exposed. I usually love this place the most. After it's been washed, it's like a mouth. When you get close to it, you can feel the heat of a steamed bun coming out of the oven. Entering it is like entering a warm place. The tender and warm flesh tightly wraps around my throbbing member. It's full of moisture and lubrication. Thrusting in such a vulva is more pleasurable than being in heaven. At this moment, I put that tender clitoris in my mouth, carefully savoring, sucking, and teasing it." My sister's juices flowed continuously, soaking the sheets. "

Good brother, please, please, give it to me." At this moment, my sister was no longer the dignified woman she was at school; she had become a crazed slut. I loved this about her most—she was elegant in public and domestic in private, and her moans were loud and clear—every man's dream. And with such a charming little woman moaning beneath me, how could I not be aroused? I pretended not to care and said, "You said you're my woman." "I'm your woman!" "Say you love it when I fuck you." "I love it when you fuck me!" "Haha, good sister, brother will reward you." With that, I climbed up from between my sister's legs, pulled down my underwear, and thrust in with a few strokes, a soft "whoosh," all the way in.

"It hurts! Slow down!" my sister cried. But I had no mercy; I lifted my buttocks and thrust all the way in again. After several repetitions, my sister's painful cries turned into pleasurable moans: "Ah...ah..."
…So…so comfortable…ah…” My sister’s little mouth opened slightly, and then I lifted my hips and thrust hard, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, then three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one after five minutes, hundreds of times, until my sister was moaning softly, unable to stop the pleasure, but she dared not make too much noise, so she could only put her panties in her mouth to keep the sound from being too loud, and the lustful fluid in her vagina was also flowing endlessly, making a gurgling sound. Finally, as the climax approached, my sister tightly wrapped her legs around my waist, and with my rapid thrusting, we both reached climax.

Just then, my wife seemed to be waking up again, and we were startled. My sister quickly picked up her clothes and went out. After a while, my wife woke up and asked, “Honey, why does it smell like lustful fluid?” I said, “It’s what we did last night, three times!” “Really? I don’t remember.” “You drank too much yesterday, you were very crazy.” “Where is my sister?” “In her room?” “Oh!” After that, we got up, and when we went out, my sister had already changed her clothes and was ready to go to work. My sister, full of dew, was like a flower after the rain, with delicate moisture. She was in a good mood, so she dressed sexily. A V-neck top, a beige skirt, and purple high heels—as soon as she entered the campus, she attracted the attention of countless lecherous men.

In the days that followed, we would always find various ways to get my wife drunk, and then happily make love.

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