My lewd older sister

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My first time was with my neighbor's wife

. I was 18, a senior in high school; she was 27, a doctor.

We lived in a building constructed in the 1970s, with only two households per floor. My neighbor and I lived on the sixth floor, the top floor. Her husband was a military officer, a three-star officer, only returning home on annual visits. She lived alone the rest of the time. My parents were divorced; they both found new partners. My mother went to that incredibly wealthy country across the ocean with a blue-eyed, blond man, and my father went to Shenzhen with a woman in her twenties from his workplace. I became the rightful owner of their old apartment.

My neighbor's wife was a stunning beauty. Her pretty face always looked fresh and clean, and her beautiful eyes were like misty lakes, only sparkling brightly when she gazed at me. Her breasts were like two towering peaks, yet they didn't undulate when she walked, giving an impression of fullness and firmness. Her buttocks were round and high, her legs long and slender, as if every part of her body radiated youthful vitality. I noticed her beauty the moment she moved in last year.

Before my neighbor moved in, my masturbation object was Lü Yajun, the school beauty. She was so beautiful that boys were breathless, and she had countless admirers and suitors. This little bitch was spoiled by the boys, as proud as a princess, always looking down on the boys around her with disdain. My greatest strength is self-awareness; I don't have a prestigious family background, nor am I the prince charming in girls' eyes. I didn't dare join the ranks of those pursuing her, and could only watch her from afar. Every night, when all was quiet, I would masturbate while fantasizing about kissing her rose-petal-like lips, caressing her firm, pointed breasts, and thrusting my rock-hard penis deep into her soft, pink vagina, finally ejaculating all my love, jealousy, and resentment into her body along with my thick semen…

After my sister-in-law and I became neighbors, my masturbation object changed from Lü Yajun to my neighbor's wife. My neighbor's wife's mature body was far more alluring to me than Lü Yajun's. When I masturbated, I always imagined myself as a powerful man, repeatedly kneading her vibrant body and spraying my semen onto every part of her.

One early summer day, I came home from school and saw my neighbor's wife carrying a large pile of things, struggling to get her keys from the handbag slung across her hip. When she saw me, her beautiful face immediately lit up with surprise.

"Ziqiang, help me get the keys," my neighbor's wife called my name. My name is Luo Ziqiang.

As I helped my neighbor get her keys, we were very close. A faint smell of medicine mixed with the scent of a woman's body filled my nostrils, and my penis immediately sprang to attention, pressing against her buttocks through her thin clothes. My neighbor seemed completely unaware of my erection.

"Don't just stand there, get the keys," she said.

A thrill I'd never experienced before overwhelmed me, and my hands trembled as I struggled to get the keys.

"You're so clumsy!" she said, shoving a bunch of things she was carrying into my arms before deftly pulling out the keys and opening the door.

The feeling of my penis pressing against her buttocks lingered in my mind. That night, as I masturbated, I fantasized about it penetrating her vagina. Perhaps I was too aroused; this time, I ejaculated a lot of semen, leaving my hands, legs, and stomach sticky. I had to go to the bathroom to clean myself. Back then, most families didn't have hot water. The tap water in early summer was bone-chillingly cold. I quickly rinsed off, and goosebumps immediately rose on my skin.

The next morning, I felt dizzy and lightheaded. I touched my forehead; it was as hot as a teapot filled with boiling water. I had caught a cold. My studies were demanding, so I didn't dare take a day off. I forced myself to attend all my classes and then struggled to get home. I climbed to the fifth floor but couldn't go any further. My legs felt like they were walking on styrofoam, soft and powerless. I plopped down on the cold cement steps, my breathing sounding like a car exhaust pipe.

A series of crisp footsteps brought my neighbor to me. My neighbor said, "Ziqiang, why are you sitting here instead of going home?"

I said, "I'm tired, taking a rest."

"A little kid like you, tired after climbing five flights of stairs? Aren't you ashamed?" she said, giving my face a professional once-over. Without warning, her long, white hand suddenly touched my forehead: "Oh dear! You have a high fever!" Without another word, she pulled me up from the steps and took me home.

"Lie still, I'll get you some medicine!" she said in a doctor's tone, as if I were already a patient in their hospital.

A moment later, she came back with a medicine box, took my temperature, listened to my heart, forced me to drink the foul-smelling and unpleasant medicine and pills, and finally, skillfully pulled down my pants and maliciously jabbed me in the buttocks. The medicine from the syringe ominously seeped into my muscles. Even though her soft, white hand roamed over my body, my penis remained limp, and I had no impure thoughts.

After fussing around for a while, she said as she left, "Get some rest and drink plenty of water." She was just as nagging as my mother used to be.

I drifted off to sleep. When I woke up, the bright sunlight stung my eyes. The digital clock on my bedside table mockingly pointed to the number "9"—it was already 9 a.m. My forehead was no longer burning, and my body was no longer weak.

The aroma of egg noodles wafted over. My neighbor, a woman, brought a bowl of egg noodles to my bedside and said, "Awake? Want to eat?"

I chuckled and quickly devoured the noodles. After eating, my neighbor took my temperature again and said, "The fever's gone down." Then she forced me to take medicine. I said, "Didn't the fever go down? Why are you still taking medicine?"

"Not having a fever doesn't mean you're cured. You still need to take medicine," she said. "Lie down, I'll give you an injection."

I lay down on the bed, and she pulled down my pants and poked me in the butt. Then she rubbed the injection site with a cotton ball and patted my butt, saying, "Silly boy, you're so healthy!" As soon as she patted me, I felt something, rolled over, and grabbed her hand. "Sister-in-law's hands are so beautiful."

"Go away, you little brat already trying to be helpful," my sister-in-law teased.

"I'm not trying to flatter you, I'm telling the truth!" I said anxiously, the veins on my neck bulging like medical tubing. "Sister-in-law is really beautiful, the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

My sister-in-law didn't take me seriously and continued to mock me, "Save those sweet words for the girls at your school."

I was a little flustered and said, "I really like you, sister-in-law." Suddenly, a brilliance shone in my sister-in-law's misty eyes as she looked into mine. "Tell me, what do you like about me?"

"I like everything about you." I don't know where the courage came from, but I suddenly hugged my sister-in-law and pressed my lips to hers. I closed my eyes and kissed her tightly closed lips with all my might, but she didn't respond to my passionate kiss; her lips were cold and dry. I deflated, opened my eyes, and saw a look of surprise and disappointment in my sister-in-law's beautiful eyes. My face flushed red to my chest, and I wished the floor would crack open so I could disappear from the sixth floor to the first.

My sister-in-law left without saying a word. I felt like I'd been struck by lightning, my feet rooted to the floor. I wanted to slap myself hard. How could I have disrespected my sister-in-law, disrespected the goddess in my heart! It's all over, this time it's all ruined. My sister-in-law will never speak to me again.

The whole morning was drowning in a tide of regret and guilt.

At noon, I lay in bed wallowing in self-pity when my sister-in-law came again. She brought me some freshly cooked dumplings and placed them in front of me, saying, "Eat them while they're hot, or they'll get cold."

I didn't dare look at her and stammered, "Sister-in-law... I'm sorry... Please forgive my rudeness this morning."

My sister-in-law smiled and said, "Ziqiang, don't be like that. I've already forgotten about it. No one is allowed to mention it again."

I said, "Thank you, sister-in-law. I really like you."

My sister-in-law's eyes were misty: "I like you too. I don't have a younger brother. If you really like me, then be my younger brother. If I become your older sister, you won't have any wild thoughts."

I said unconvinced, "Does

becoming my sister-in-law mean I'll have wild thoughts?" My sister-in-law said, "According to Chinese tradition, it's normal for a sister-in-law and her brother-in-law to have inappropriate behavior. But it's not easy for an older sister and her brother to have inappropriate behavior."

"Okay, from now on you'll be my older sister," I said. "Sister, Sister Yan." My older sister's name is Huo Yan.

"Sigh!" My sister-in-law readily agreed. "Little brother, since your parents aren't around, your sister will definitely take good care of

you." "Sister, I have one last request," I said, mustering my courage. "Can I kiss you one more time? After that kiss, I promise I won't have any more wild thoughts, and I'll respect and care for you like a real sister."

My sister-in-law looked at me with hazy eyes and said, "Okay, I promise you—but just this once, and never again."

"Okay." I gently wrapped my arms around my sister's neck and pressed my hot lips to hers, remaining motionless.

My sister suddenly burst into laughter: "My silly little brother, is that how you kiss?"

I said, "Yes."

My sister said, "Have you never had a girlfriend?"

I nodded. My sister said, "Let me teach you how to kiss. Girls won't like kissing like that." My sister wrapped her arms around my neck, pressed her lips to mine, and her tongue deftly slipped into my mouth, swirling around inside. My sister's tongue was smooth and soft, with a faint fragrance and sweetness. My tongue began to chase after my sister's, and she gently bit my tongue, sucking hard. I imitated her, sucking on her tongue as well.

While kissing, her high, firm breasts pressed against my chest. Stimulated by their softness and elasticity, I couldn't resist grasping and caressing them. Touching them through her clothes wasn't enough, so I slipped my hand inside. Her breasts immediately filled my hand. The silky smooth skin felt wonderful. I kneaded them repeatedly, like kneading dough. My sister's expression gradually changed; her face flushed red, her breathing became rapid, and her once taut body became limp, collapsing weakly into my arms, a look of ecstasy in her eyes. This change in her body excited me greatly, and I kneaded her breasts even more vigorously.

"Good brother, stop kneading, you're making my body soft," my sister said, her voice trembling.

"How can kneading breasts make my body soft?" I asked, puzzled.

"Silly boy, rubbing a woman's breasts will make her react down there," my sister said.

"Down there?" I asked.

"You're so naughty, pretending to be stupid with your sister," my sister said coquettishly.

"I really don't understand, good sister, please tell me," I pleaded while rubbing her breasts. "

Rubbing a woman's breasts will make her wet down there, and she'll get aroused," my sister's face turned as red as a tomato.

"Does 'down there' mean her vagina?"

"That's awful, it's her genitals,"

I said, "They're all the same thing." As I spoke, I abandoned my sister's lips, lifted her shirt and bra, and took her nipple into my mouth, sucking on it like a baby nursing. My sister said, "Little brother, stop... stop licking... I can't take it anymore!"

I had just gotten into the mood, how could I give up the delicious taste in my mouth, and continued to lick her breasts and suck on her nipples. My sister's nipples gradually became erect, red and bright, like a ripe grape. With my licking, my sister let out a moan: "Mmm... oh oh... oh oh..."

My penis was so hard it felt like it was going to burst. I said, "Sister, let me see your genitals, the ones you mentioned, okay?"

"No, no," my sister refused. But her eyes told me her refusal wasn't firm. I wanted to thank my sister; she had told me that touching a woman's breasts would elicit a reaction from her genitals, and my intuition told me her reaction must be very strong. I frantically licked her breasts, and one hand began to wander, reaching between her thighs to caress them. She was wearing a skirt, her thighs bare, the skin delicate and smooth, touching it felt incredibly pleasurable.

Through her panties, I could feel the heat rising between her legs, and her panties became damp. I placed my finger in a hollow, guessing this might be a woman's vagina, and probed inside. The fluid flowing from the hollow had already soaked through her panties. My hand slipped inside her panties; they were already overflowing. My finger touched a groove, and the fluid covered my finger. My finger probed and moved back and forth in the groove, and my sister's moans grew more and more beautiful, like a moan mixed with a sob. A feeling of utter terror washed over me.

"Little brother, stop picking at it! You're going to kill your sister!" My sister's voice was already trembling with tears.

I said, "Take off all your clothes and let me see your body and your little pussy, and I won't pick at it anymore."

My sister hesitated for a moment and said, "You can look, but you can't do anything inappropriate!"

I said, "Okay."

It felt like a war was raging between my sister and me. She was defending against my attacks, and her territory was crumbling bit by bit.

I successfully took off my sister's skirt, but when I tried to take off her bra, my trembling hands couldn't unhook the clasp at the back. She chuckled. "So clumsy!" she said, reaching behind her back. With a flick of her fingers, the bra fell off, and her breasts immediately sprang out like white rabbits. My hands immediately and without hesitation claimed these two high points I had always dreamed of. After savoring the victory and pleasure of the invader, I pulled hard with both hands, and her panties, which barely covered her pubic hair, came off.

My sister lay naked on the bed, her hands covering her genitals. Her snow-white flesh shone brightly, illuminating the entire room. This was the first time I had ever seen a woman's naked body. Surprise and excitement made my breathing rapid and heavy, my penis erect, like a soldier ready to attack. I removed my sister's hands from her thighs, and her legs immediately clamped tightly together, impossible to pry open. I could only stroke the pubic hair between her legs. My sister's pubic hair gleamed with a dark sheen, softly covering her lower abdomen and between her legs, like an inverted triangle. I stroked the pubic hair, my fingers sliding between her legs, touching a raised clitoris. I said, "What is this clitoris?"

My sister wouldn't answer, so I rubbed and kneaded it, making it grow larger and harder. My sister's legs slowly parted, revealing a pink slit to me, from which flowed a white, milky fluid. With the lubrication of the mucus, my fingers slipped in effortlessly. The warm, moist vaginal opening gripped my fingers tightly. I said, "Sister, is this a pussy?"

My sister nodded.

"What are those clitoris on the pussy?"

"It's the clitoris, the most sensitive part of a woman."

Our conversation made my already rock-hard penis even harder, as if it were about to explode. I said, "Sister, can I try fucking you?"

My sister sighed and said, "Okay, just this once."

I raised my penis and tried to insert it into my sister's vagina, but it met with fierce resistance.

"Ouch, you're hitting me so hard, where are you even trying to insert it?" my sister said, "I can't do anything with you, even sex requires me to teach you."

"It's not intercourse, it's fucking," I corrected. My sister ignored my correction, guiding my penis and inserting it into the pussy I'd been longing for. The tender flesh inside gripped my penis tightly, a warm, comforting sensation washing over me. Oh, I finally fucked her. Fucking is just inserting your penis into a warm, fleshy hole, not as magical as people say.

"What are you standing there for? Move something!" my sister urged.

"How do I move?" I asked.

"You're such a dense idiot. Move your thing in and out of me!" my sister said, both amused and exasperated.

Following my sister's instructions, I began thrusting my penis in and out of her pussy. Oh, so fucking involves piston-like movements! I thrust in and out of my sister's pussy, an unprecedented pleasure coursing through my body. It felt like there was a mouth inside my sister's vagina, sometimes sucking on my penis, sometimes biting my glans. The walls of her vagina had many folds, scraping against my glans, making it tingle and feel incredibly pleasurable.

My sister's vagina gripped my penis more and more tightly, and her legs wrapped around my waist like snakes. My sister's vagina began to twitch and spasm, and the amount of vaginal fluid inside increased. With each thrust of my penis, the vaginal fluid that came out was trailing glistening strands. Suddenly, the soft muscles of my sister's vagina hardened, tightly gripping my penis. The muscles at the entrance of her vagina felt like a rubber band tightly constricting my penis, making it impossible for me to thrust any further, and the vaginal fluid gushed out like a river bursting its banks. My sister's legs were tightly wrapped around my waist, and her hands were wrapped tightly around my neck, making it almost impossible for me to breathe.

After a long while, my sister finally let go and said, "I've had my orgasm."

"What does 'have my orgasm' mean?" I asked.

"It means I had an orgasm! In Cantonese, we call it 'losing it.' In Northern China, we call it 'ejaculating' or 'being alright,'" my sister said.

I hadn't ejaculated yet. My sister had said "just this once," and I was afraid she wouldn't let me continue, so I tentatively asked, "Sister, shall we keep going?"

"Keep going," my sister said. "A woman's first orgasm isn't the most pleasurable; the orgasms after the first one get better and better."

I regrouped, mounted her, and began thrusting violently. With each thrust, my sister's moans grew louder: "Oh... ah... oh..." until finally, she let out a low, animalistic whimper. Her vagina quickly began to twitch and spasm again. She was about to orgasm again, and I increased the speed of my thrusts. Her legs wrapped tightly around me again, preventing me from moving any further, and she bit my tongue tightly with her lips. My penis was painfully squeezed by her vagina, and my tongue was numb from being bitten. Finally, her juices gushed out again.

She caught her breath and realized I hadn't ejaculated yet. My penis was swollen and red, the glans purplish-blue from being squeezed by her vagina. She exclaimed in surprise, "You're so amazing, you haven't ejaculated yet!" "

Yeah," I said, "It's a serious mess!"

"You've fucked me so hard I can't do it anymore," she said. "I'll suck it out for you with my mouth." She grabbed my penis, still wet with her fluids, and put it in her mouth. I watched my penis go in and out of her bright red mouth, feeling incredibly excited. My sister really loved me; she was even willing to use her mouth to suck my penis. Her tongue was incredibly skillful, sometimes licking my glans, urethral opening, and coronal sulcus, sometimes taking my penis deep into her mouth, all the way down to her throat. The pleasure of fucking her throat and mouth was completely different from fucking her vagina.

A tingling sensation shot from the back of my head to my lower back, and my penis seemed to swell considerably. My past masturbation experience told me: I was about to ejaculate. I pulled my penis out of my sister's mouth and said, "I'm going to cum."

"Cum in your mouth, sister," she said, putting my penis back in. I thrust a few more times, and it felt like something exploded. A string of brilliant sparks flashed before my eyes, and a thick stream of semen shot into my sister's mouth. Without hesitation, she swallowed all my semen.

I said, "How dirty! How could you eat that?"

She said, "It's not dirty. Everything on your body is clean, and I like everything."

Tears welled up in my eyes, and I said, "Sister, I love you."

"I love you too," she said. She took my penis and carefully licked away all the precum and vaginal fluid, as if savoring a delicacy. My sister said, "Did it feel good when you ejaculated in my mouth?"

I said, "Yes."

"Next time, I want you to ejaculate inside my pussy, so you'll feel even better," she said. "You're a virgin, and you gave your first time to me. I'm so touched. Next time, I want you to ejaculate inside me, so you can become a real man." She stopped talking about genitals and started using my word: pussy! She had already forgotten what she meant by "just this once" and started promising next time, which meant she wanted me to fuck her again. I said, "Okay. I also want to ejaculate inside your pussy and see what it feels like."

She examined my penis repeatedly and said, "Your penis doesn't ejaculate when it's inside me. How come you're so good at it?"

I said, "I don't know. Is it because of excessive masturbation?"

"No, masturbation only makes you ejaculate faster," she said. "Don't masturbate anymore. It's bad for your health."

"What should I do if I want to fuck?" I said.

"Go find me," she said.

"Okay, it's a deal," I said.

"It's a deal," my sister kissed me so hard I could hardly breathe.

That evening, my sister brought me dinner. After dinner, I hugged my sister and said, "I want to fuck again." My sister's two black eyebrows, like raven wings, stood up in surprise: "Didn't you just fuck me this afternoon? Why do you want to fuck again?" My sister had also learned to say "fuck."

I took out my penis, which was swollen like a sausage, and said, "Look, it wants to fuck again." I casually flicked it, and my penis trembled up and down, as if nodding to my sister.

My sister's eyes shone with a strange light, and she reached out her fair hand to touch it, saying, "So hard, so hot."

"Sister, doctor, please help it reduce the swelling!" I said.

My sister didn't say anything, but squatted down and put my penis in her mouth. My sister licked my glans with her tongue, the tip of her tongue gently sliding over the urethral opening, and I trembled with pleasure. After licking the tip of my penis, she shoved it into her mouth. Her bright red lips tightly enveloped it, a sight both erotic and stimulating. Waves of heat surged through me, and I couldn't help but hold her head, letting my penis plunge deep into her mouth. After a while, she pulled out and said, "My mouth is so sore, let's fuck instead."

My sister quickly stripped naked, lying on the bed like a snow-white lamb. I also quickly took off my clothes, straddled her, and licked her breasts. Her nipples stood erect, vibrant and luscious. My tongue circled her nipples, and my sister began to moan. My tongue moved down her breasts, the tip licking her snow-white belly, causing the muscles there to tremble slightly. I kneaded her breasts with both hands, my tongue passing over her dark pubic hair, taking control of her clitoris. My tongue swept across the clitoris, causing it to gradually swell. To my surprise, my sister's clitoris resembled a man's glans, only much smaller and without a urethral opening. My tongue licked and licked her "little glans," and her legs writhed like a snake, her moans growing louder and louder: "Mmm...oh...ah...ah..."

Suddenly, her legs clamped tightly around my head, her body stiffened, and her vaginal fluids gushed out like a spring. She had climaxed. As soon as she released my head, I eagerly pressed my lips to her vagina and began licking. The vaginal fluids, with their distinctive smell, flowed into my mouth, salty, like salted butter.

My sister said, "How can you lick there? It's dirty!"

I said, "It's not dirty, sister, you're clean everywhere, I love you all over."

My sister picked up my head and kissed my face repeatedly. I said, "Sister, I love you."

My sister said, "Sister loves you too, I love you to death." I made my sister lie down again and continued to lick her vulva. My sister's vulva was so beautiful, her labia were as bright and plump as clams eaten on a dinner table, and the tender flesh inside the vulva was as soft and delicate as an oyster.

My tongue swept between her labia majora and minora, and my sister's juices kept flowing out. I put my tongue into her vulva, which was full of juices and slippery. Before my tongue could even stir, it was tightly gripped by her vulva, as if it wanted to swallow my tongue. After my sister's vulva loosened, my tongue began to thrust in and out of her vulva like a penis. My fingers weren't idle either, constantly rubbing and kneading my sister's clitoris. It seemed engorged with blood, turning a bright red. I took it into my mouth and sucked, my tongue sweeping around the tip. My sister's juices gushed out again. She reached another climax. Before her legs could clamp my head, I covered her vulva with my mouth, letting every last drop of juice flow into my mouth. After the shockwave of the climax subsided, my sister was flushed, her eyes squinting, like she was drunk.

"Did it taste good?" my sister asked.

"Yes, better than Coca-Cola," I said. "From now on, I'll trademark my sister's juices: 'Huo Yan Health Elixir.' Of course, 'Huo Yan Health Elixir' is not for sale; it's only for my enjoyment."

My sister laughed so hard she almost broke her slender waist. She said, "Stop teasing me, I'm laughing so hard I can't breathe."

After a short rest, I parted my sister's labia and thrust my penis inside. My sister's pussy gripped my penis tightly, warm and smooth. I thrust in and out a couple of times, and then she suddenly said, "Stop!"

I asked, "Why do you want me to stop?"

She said, "So that's why you never ejaculate! So that's how you let me fuck you! How come you're doing a push-up like that?"

I said, "Isn't that right?"

She said, "You need to press your body against me to feel comfortable and to ejaculate."

I said, "I'm heavy. If I press against you, won't you get crushed?"

She said, "My silly brother, you really don't understand anything. People often say: a donkey can carry a hundred pounds, and a woman can carry a man."

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