【The Brothers in Bed】【Author: Anonymous】【The End】

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Ah... um... okay, okay... I admit I'm a woman who likes sex, so just go for it, don't torture me like this!!!" I groaned a few times before yelling.

My cousin, satisfied, slowly began to unbuckle his belt: "Little slut, I'll satisfy you now. Your juices have stained the sheets. I'll stop the flow." He flipped me over, quickly pulled off my panties under my skirt, and made me kneel in front of him, my legs sticking up high. My crotch was already soaking wet. My cousin picked up his thick penis and thrust it in, a feeling of being filled making me groan. But he was still teasing me, just stopping at the deepest part of me, motionless.

A piercing itch shot through me, and I couldn't help but moan and beg, "Mmm... good brother, dear brother, please, thrust into me harder, it doesn't matter how deep." "You fucking vixen, it's so hot inside, it's melting me. Ever since I started fucking you, I've been addicted. You slut!!" he said, starting to thrust, the sudden, powerful attacks almost making me lose my balance. Our repeated, tacit understanding allowed him to quickly find my spot and focus his attack on it.

His hand also reached to my chest, slipping inside my clothes and accurately finding my nipple, gently rubbing it with his fingers.

"Ah... harder... brother..."

"You like the feeling of being raped, don't you, you slut!" He pinched my two fragile nipples hard with his fingers. "How about I find two men to gang rape you next time? Your two older brothers, they've been wanting your body for a long time. Last time I even saw your second brother ejaculate in front of your picture." Of course I've tasted the pleasure of my devilish older brother, but I never thought my second brother would also want to fall into this kind of sin.

My brothers on the bed (censored)

I thought about my devilish older brother, my handsome second brother, and my cousin fucking me like this, and I couldn't hold back anymore.

"Ah... you guys are so bad... I can't take it anymore..." "Hehe, little slut, you can't wait, can you? Saying that makes you even wetter." Then he started to increase the frequency of his thrusts, his thick penis filling my narrow little cunt. My juices dripped from our joined bodies onto the sheets. His hands weren't idle either; one continued to knead and pinch my nipples, while the other hand's fingers moved in and out of my mouth at the same speed as his penis, playing with my tongue. My saliva, too much to swallow, dripped down.

"Mmm... mmm..." I couldn't speak anymore. Lying on the bed, my buttocks raised, I endured his play and assault. I only knew how to gush and lose myself. Hundreds of thrusts had left me delirious.

"Is it good? You slut! Tell me!" He pulled his hand out of my mouth and slapped my bare buttocks. A slight pain mixed with intense pleasure.

"Ah... brother... I feel so good... hit me harder... fuck me to death..." I began to ramble incoherently.

He began to thrust directly into my clitoris. After a few thrusts, a wave of pleasure surged from my lower abdomen to my brain, and I convulsed into orgasm.

My cousin wasn't satisfied yet, and I didn't have the strength to moan anymore. After a few hundred more thrusts, he ejaculated inside me. The hot semen gave me another brief moment of near-death experience.

He pulled out, and I lay on the bed, still savoring the afterglow of my orgasm.

"My dear cousin, you're the most comfortable thing to do. My cock starts to crave you after a few days without you." "Hmph... thank you for the compliment, cousin. Please close the door behind you; I won't see you out." "Then I'm leaving. Hurry up and get yourself ready; your two great brothers will be back soon. I wonder if they'll go wild if they see you like this? Hehehe!" I heard the door close and drifted off to sleep, feeling relieved.

II.

I woke up cold, finding myself naked, my limbs bound to the bed. My eldest brother was standing there, arms crossed, coldly watching me.

To outsiders, he was the perfect man—successful, polite, tall, and handsome. A prominent figure at charity events. Before I was fourteen, he was my god, my idol. I even secretly thought how wonderful it would be if he weren't my brother; I could marry him.

However, from the time I turned fourteen until now, he has transformed into a demon.

He spoke: "My little slave, I've been gone for a few days and you couldn't resist being with someone else. Your slutty little cunt can't live without a cock, can it?" "Brother, please don't tie me up like this! It's so uncomfortable. Ever since I was fourteen, my cunt has been sucking on a cock every night. I just can't stand it when you're gone for a month!" "You slut!" My older brother glared at me with sharp eyes. "You're my little sex slave, and I can't satisfy you by myself, can I?" One of his hands reached for one of my breasts, roughly kneading and changing its shape. My nipple hardened uncontrollably. He pinched my nipple and pulled it upwards forcefully. Painful, sinful pleasure washed over me. I suppressed the urge to moan and faced him with my spirits up.

I was used to his anger; being naked in front of this devil wouldn't make me blush. I looked at him nonchalantly, "My dear brother, you're the one who made me so lewd. From the day you raped me when I was fourteen, I learned to find pleasure in my body, and I should thank you for that!" His anger amused me, and I continued with a smile, "I still remember the training you gave me when I was fifteen. You had to insert your fingers into my pussy five times to make me wet, or you'd have to insert a large vibrator into both my holes all night. I desperately sought pleasure so I could go to class the next day. Brother, you've succeeded. Now you'll come wet after three or four strokes." I spread my legs wider, looking into his eyes, "Come on, try my skills now." His expression began to contort. His bloodshot eyes stared at me for a long time before calming down: "Look at the bitch I created, now she can't live without a man, I should be happy. Today I'll let you have your fill!!!" He released my hand, straightened his clothes, walked to the door, and opened the closed door: "Second brother, did you hear that? The little sister you've been longing to violate is a slut, a whore. She seduced me when she was a teenager, and now she's ripe for the taking. Big brother will let you have a taste." My second brother walked in, looking down at me condescendingly. I saw his tears and clenched fists: "Little sister, why? I didn't believe what big brother told me today about how lewd you are." His voice was hoarse, his eyes red-rimmed, and his handsome appearance made my heart ache. He had always been the one who loved me the most, the only warmth I had in this house. Under his gaze, I blushed all over and began to tremble. There were still traces of lovemaking on my body. I wanted to explain to him but couldn't speak.

"Second brother, you're too soft-hearted. Don't you want to have a taste of such a beauty?" The eldest brother said, standing behind the second brother. "Look at the marks on her body from where she was just brutally fucked. If others can have her, I can have her, and you can have her too!" The second brother's eyes slowly swept over my entire body, his gaze gradually becoming intense. His gaze stopped at my vulva, and his trembling hands reached towards my opening . "Second brother! Please don't! If you do this, we can never go back." I couldn't move and could only plead desperately.

But my second brother didn't seem to hear me. His gaze was fixed on my flower bush, and under his gaze, my clitoris trembled and stood erect.

"Hehe! I wasn't wrong, was I? This slut will get horny if you look at her a few times." The eldest brother added fuel to the fire.

The second brother's trembling hands reached towards my opening and inserted themselves. After a few thrusts, my wanton body uncontrollably flowed with lustful fluids, which mingled with the semen my cousin had ejaculated earlier. My second brother's eyes reddened even more, his gaze fixed on the flowing liquid with desire. After a moment of hesitation, he lowered his head and took my opening into his mouth, sucking and gently licking it with his tongue.

"Ah... um... second brother... don't do this... little sister can't take it..." My lust had been completely aroused

by him. Little did I know that my voice only fueled his desire. He began to lick and suck vigorously, as if it were the most delicious food in the world. His rough tongue licked from bottom to top with all his might, and I could even hear him swallowing my juices.

The itching made me feel incredibly empty inside, yearning for a penis to fill me. My moans were uncontrollable: "Ah...so good...Second Brother, your tongue...ah..." "Looks like you're both enjoying it." The eldest brother walked to my chest, and I saw his lower body was already erect, straining against his pants. He raised his hand and slapped my chest hard.

"Ah!" I screamed. This devil knew my weakness; the appropriate violence gave me a small orgasm. A large gush of liquid gushed from my flower core, and the second brother couldn't swallow it all in time; his chin was already completely wet.

The eldest brother quickly stripped off his clothes, untied the ropes, picked me up from behind, and squeezed my breasts hard with both hands. Then he spread my legs apart from behind, like holding a child to urinate, so that my flower bud was completely exposed to the second brother. My petals were pink, slightly open, and covered with the freshly flowed vaginal fluid, like petals covered in dew.

"See those slut's petals? Aren't they beautiful? Damn, no matter how many times I fuck them, no matter what I feed them, they won't change color, they're still so tight. Do you want to stick your cock in and try it? They're so tight, hot, and slippery!" The eldest brother's words were lewd, but the second brother listened intently. As he took off his clothes, he stared intently at my genitals.

His cock was long, its purplish-red head pointing straight at me. God! Was I really going to be penetrated by my dear second brother's cock? Why, why did this thought make my body even hotter? Was I really a born slut? Craving every man's cock?

Oh well, I'm already in hell. Since my second brother has chosen to sink with me, why not enjoy it to the fullest?

I looked at my second brother's penis: "Second brother... yours is so long and big..." "Little slave, you're already lustful when you see your second brother's penis, aren't you? Hurry up and put it in, my little mouth is so hungry!" My second brother held my legs and slowly, slowly, inserted his penis: "Ah... little sister, I've been fantasizing about this moment for a very, very long time." As he spoke, he began to thrust violently, very deep, with great force, as if he wanted to penetrate me, each time hitting the very core.

"Ah... so deep... second brother... second brother... it's in... it's in the core! Gently, gently, I'm going to be torn apart by you." "A slut's hole is very durable, it won't break no matter how much you thrust. She'll only feel pleasure." My eldest brother's hands returned to my breasts, cupping my fleshy mounds with his entire palms, pressing, squeezing, and his index finger flicking at my nipples, which were already standing erect. His mouth covered one of my ears, his tongue licking inside the ear canal, and then gently nibbling at my earlobe with his teeth.

"I can't take it anymore... Big brother, second brother, let me go... It's coming again... It's coming again..." I convulsed as I reached another climax.

"Let you go? Then how will I satisfy my desire? Little slave, serve me well with your tongue." The eldest brother put my upper body down, straddled my chest, pinched my cheeks, and my mouth formed an "O" shape. He put his penis to my mouth, and the years of debauchery had induced my instincts. The musky scent of his penis lured me in, and I opened my mouth and took it in. This taste further aroused my lust, and I sucked greedily.

"Oh... Second brother, this slut's tongue is also very good. You can try it later." The eldest brother also began to thrust in and out of my mouth, and I reflexively responded to him.

The second brother also attacked tirelessly, and after hundreds of thrusts, he ejaculated into my clitoris. Then, watching me lick and suck my older brother, the feeling of being watched stimulated me even more. I worked harder to make him happy, swallowing his penis hard a few times. His penis trembled a few times and ejaculated into my throat.

My older brother pulled out: "Little slut, you've learned a new trick. Did your wild man teach you?" He slapped my face hard. My head was slapped to the side. "Open your legs again, I want to fuck your cunt." They both got hard again.

My older brother thrust into my cunt, my juices had already soaked the sheets beneath me. My second brother lay on my chest, one hand holding one breast, his mouth sucking hard on the other nipple.

"Ah...ah...so good...fuck me harder...!" "Beg me, you slut, beg me to fuck you to pieces!" My older brother was a devil. But my heart was already clouded by desire. I wanted pleasure! I wanted an orgasm! I wanted a man's big cock!

"Please...please...fuck me to pieces...I'm a slut, a whore, let you fuck me to pieces!!! Ah...um...so good...so comfortable...I...can't...take it...anymore..." My eldest brother finally granted my wish: "Second brother, it's your turn to fuck her mouth. Little sister, suck your second brother's cock properly, or I won't fuck you hard." I listened to my eldest brother's words, grabbed my second brother's penis that he put to my mouth, and took it all in. My mouth worked hard up and down. My second brother sucked on my mouth while playing with my nipples.

The stimulation from up and down made me completely addicted. I was so engrossed in the incestuous sex with my two older brothers that I reached orgasm again and again before passing out.

Three

When I woke up again, it was the next morning. My hair, face, chest, and legs were covered in dried semen. The crumpled sheets were thrown on the floor. There was a person sleeping on each side of me. One person was holding my breasts, and the other person's limp penis was still inside me.

I moved slightly, wanting to take a shower, my whole body aching. I'd barely sat up when I noticed they were both awake. My eldest brother got out of bed, giving me a disdainful look at my filthy state, as if I were a dirty prostitute, before donning a bathrobe and walking out with his usual haughty air.

My second brother didn't say anything, but after looking at me for a few minutes, he picked me up and carried me into the bathroom, gently placing me in the tub. I ignored him, keeping my eyes closed. He gently massaged me, washing my hair, between my legs, and my breasts meticulously. After washing, he carried me out, dried me, and blow-dried my hair. It was as if I were his favorite doll.

I remained motionless, letting him do as he pleased. He went out briefly and returned, carrying me downstairs to the living room. I was naked, while he was already wearing a bathrobe. We didn't see a single servant along the way. On the dining table was a bowl of bird's nest porridge and several of my favorite side dishes. He held me and made me sit on his lap, feeding me bite by bite. I didn't want to talk, and after eating half a bowl, I turned my head to the side, not wanting to eat anymore. My second brother wanted to feed me more, so I leaned back, my buttocks twitched, and I felt something visibly hard down there. I struggled to get off him.

"Don't move, you'll make me feel even worse, little sister..." he said in a low voice, holding me tightly with his hands.

I looked to the side, tears streaming down my face: "I never thought you were the same kind of person as my eldest brother. Second brother, you've left me with no warmth in this house!" "Little sister, I've always loved you. What I did to you last night was something I've always fantasized about. I know my eldest brother has always had feelings for you too, but I didn't expect him to make his move so soon." "Don't mention him to me!" I raised my voice.

"Big brother loves you very much, but he used the wrong methods. He even allows me to share you, which is difficult for a man like him. These breakfasts were all prepared by him." He made me sit on the table, stood between my legs, stared at my naked body for a few seconds, then cupped my face in his hands. His handsome, wicked face drew closer, and he took my lips into his mouth, sucking gently. His tongue slipped into my mouth, tenderly licking every inch of my oral cavity. His lips were warm, but my heart was cold. His

lips slid down little by little, licking every part of my neck. His hands repeatedly kneaded my breasts, then his fingers pinched and began to rub and rotate my nipples.

"Ah...slower..." My nipples were one of my most sensitive spots.

My moans made him use more force, his teeth began to bite at my neck, biting all the way to one of my nipples. His free hand slid down to my legs, caressing my petals, finding the nipple in the wet, slippery flower, pressing and twisting it.

"Ah...Second brother...no..." My body, constantly immersed in desire, was so sensitive and wanton.

My second brother lowered his head towards my petals: "Little sister, I love you here so much. It's swollen now, and it breaks my heart." He squatted down, parted my legs, and gazed at me with fascination as he peeled back the petals. "I've imagined what you look like here countless times. It's even more beautiful than I imagined, so small, so tight." He stopped speaking, his lips and tongue gently approaching. I braced my hands on the table behind me, tilting my head and watching him coldly.

He took my lips into his mouth, kissing me like the gentlest lips for a lover. He sucked softly, and my scalp began to tingle. His tongue probed inside. Gently, devoutly.

But even the most devout couldn't change the fact that he was violating me.

My sensitive body couldn't resist for long, so I surrendered to the pleasure. I lay on the table, waiting for his assault.

Sure enough, the slow licking couldn't quench his thirst. His tongue penetrated my inner walls, mimicking the movements of a genital organ, going in and out, faster and faster.

I covered my eyes with one arm, and placed the other hand on my chest, caressing my breasts. My actions of seeking pleasure had become a conditioned reflex. My shameful juices flowed out again.

My second brother sensed my excitement and was pleased.

"Is my body wanton? I'll enjoy it no matter who fucks me, don't overthink it, this fluid isn't for you." "Is it really as my eldest brother says, that you're a slut?" His voice was very sad, "No matter what you're like, I want to be with you, I'm willing to share you with my eldest brother. You like being fucked, I like being fucked. How well-matched!" My second brother unbuttoned his bathrobe, revealing his erect penis, and thrust in all at once. His hands gripped my thighs, spreading them wide, and he began to thrust in like a storm. Shameful pleasure enveloped me.

"Ah... um... you... like... a slut... just fuck me... anyway, one more won't hurt." He used even more force, his grip hurt me, I lay on the table, my thighs were gripped tightly by him, my calves were dangling below, my whole body was covered in bruises, and white fluid dripped from our point of contact onto the floor. Like a sex doll, I endured wave after wave of pleasure, moaning and climaxing.

Each climax was accompanied by tears, commemorating the loss of an older brother. The arrival of a demon.

This little devil, taking advantage of my momentary daze, used police handcuffs, which she seemed to have produced from nowhere, to bind my hands and tie them to the headboard.

My darling is going to fight back, hehe! I gave up struggling and let her do whatever she wanted to me.

She then spread my legs apart and tied them to the foot of the bed, took a pair of scissors from somewhere, and started moving them up my trouser leg, slowly heading towards my crotch.

I smiled bitterly: "Baby, be careful, or the thing that makes you happy will be gone, and when you're thirsty, begging me to fuck you, I won't be able to help you." "Still being cheeky, looks like you haven't grasped the situation." Saying this, she stuffed a piece of clothing that I had torn open into my mouth.

Now I couldn't even manage a bitter smile. Oh well, my darling is angry, let her vent her anger.

She had already cut to my groin, and without hesitation, she tore my underwear, revealing my already erect penis.

I stared intently at her lips, the warmth and wetness of her mouth, her tongue flexible and resilient. As she attacked me with all her might with her lips and tongue... Oh... I got even harder, my penis throbbing. It almost touched her lowered face. I gazed at her more passionately. "So hard, want it? Want to fuck me or let me suck you, lick you? Give me a deep throat, let me swallow it against my throat, let me ejaculate in my mouth and then swallow it down?" Her eyes were alluring and seductive.

Oh... she knew how to arouse me even more!!

I couldn't help but thrust upwards. At this moment, fluid was already seeping from the tip of my penis.

Her lips lowered, slowly approaching my erect penis. I held my breath. But just as she was about to touch my erection, she moved away. She bit down on my inner thigh.

"Mmm!!" I groaned. I felt that it was definitely bleeding. When did this vixen develop a liking for violence?

After biting me, she began sucking on my wound. I felt the blood slowly flowing out, pain mixed with pleasure. I started panting heavily.

She looked up at me, blood on her lips, her eyes sharp. Damn it!!! She used my favorite thing on me, my adrenaline surged. I guess my eyes were already bloodshot.

IV .

I was born into a prominent family, a family with astonishing wealth, consistently low-key, and passionate about charity. Everyone had the face of a benevolent angel. Who would have thought that beneath the glamorous exterior lay a disgusting and filthy heart?

Debauchery seemed commonplace in this family. When I was eleven, the toilet in my room broke down. In the middle of the night, I went to the living room toilet and heard unusual noises. I walked to a door and saw my usually dignified aunt lying naked on the floor, her buttocks raised, her hands parting her labia, begging the man behind her to rape her. A puddle of fluid had formed on the floor. The man behind her, having seen enough of my aunt's lewdness, guided his large, bluish-purple penis inside her, and my aunt cried out in pleasure. I looked up and saw that the man was my father, and he was penetrating my own sister! Another man, my uncle, walked over, grabbed my aunt's hair, and inserted his penis, thrusting in and out at the same frequency as my father… I returned to my room in a daze, my mind filled with images of my aunt's legs and my father and uncle's thick penises.

I inherited a lewd body and had my first period at nine. That night, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, rubbing my favorite toy between my legs, experiencing my first pleasure.

From that day on, I liked to drink a lot of water before bed so I could wake up in the middle of the night.

One day, I woke up again, this time the sound came from my mother's room. My mother was lying naked on the bed, one hand between her legs thrusting, the other hand kneading her breasts. My father and uncle, fully dressed, stood by the bed drinking red wine, watching my mother, their conversation wicked and lewd.

Father: This slut is really hot, not much worse than my sister.

Uncle: Yeah, last time in the BDSM room, the three of us men fucked both of them, those two sluts competing in lewdness.

Dad: Later, I stuffed the largest vibrating dildos into all three of their holes, and they were still having orgasms the next morning.

Uncle: Look, this slut can't take it anymore, she's almost shoving her whole fist into her hole.

Uncle took out a large vibrating dildo and threw it to Mom. Mom eagerly picked it up and inserted it between her legs, her face showing extreme ecstasy, drool dripping down her chin. The two men watched for a while, then Uncle beckoned to Mom. Mom crawled over like a bitch, the vibrating dildo still between her legs, spinning wildly, her juices flowing down her legs.

She used her teeth to open Uncle's pants, and his penis sprang out. Mom's eyes were filled with a ravenous, greedy look. She licked and sucked it as if she had obtained the most delicious thing. Uncle thrust it in to the deepest point without any mercy.

Dad brought a leather whip and lashed Mom's back. She cried out, and the penis slipped out of her mouth. Uncle slapped her hard across the face.

I thought Mom would cry, and even wanted to rush in to protect her, but instead, she crawled to Dad's feet and begged him to thrust harder.

Father sneered and shifted the whip to her crotch. After dozens of lashes, she screamed, "It feels so good! It feels so good!" and fainted, her body convulsing. Uncle and Father stripped naked and began thrusting into her two holes. Mother fainted, but the convulsing orgasm in her lower body didn't stop... I returned to my room, blushing and my heart pounding. I went into the bathroom to wash away the sweat I had just produced. The water jets from the showerhead swept over my crotch, feeling even more pleasurable than rubbing against a doll. I had found another way to enjoy myself.

Voyeurism was addictive; I couldn't stop. In the middle of the night, I wandered the hallways of the mansion like a ghost.

Once, I broke into the basement, which I had never been to before, and saw the scene my father and uncle had described.

It was a large, dimly lit room. A display shelf was filled with various whips, sticks, and ropes. Two beams of light shone on two pillars in the middle, to which the naked mother and aunt were tied.

A maid who usually served the father was licking his penis.

My uncle and aunt were whipping two women. My mother and aunt cried out in pleasure, their bodies covered in welts. The whips struck repeatedly and forcefully on their breasts. My mother's breasts were firm and full, not very large, but beautifully shaped. With each lash, her dark purple nipples stood erect; another lash made them engorged and swollen. My mother's cries grew louder: "Ah...I...so...good..." My aunt's breasts were large, slightly sagging, with small nipples that hardened after being whipped with the purplish-red whip. Her voice was even louder: "Brother...whip your sister to death...it feels so good..." They put the two women down. My father coughed, and my aunt and mother crawled to my uncle and aunt to perform oral sex on them, working very hard; I could hear the sucking and licking. My father pulled the maid over to them: "Let's have a fucking contest, see who lasts the longest." They turned the women over, and the three women knelt side by side, their buttocks raised high, waiting for the men's favor. My uncle said wickedly, "You three, give it your all! The loser has to put on a show of a man-dog battle!"

They all thrust their penises inside, slapping the snow-white buttocks as they rode. The woman beneath them seemed no longer human, but merely a bunch of ponies born to be ridden.

This was far beyond my comprehension. I stumbled and ran back, feeling a pair of eyes following me. I returned to my room, slammed the door shut, and leaned against it, panting. After resting, I lay on the bed, the scenes still stimulating me. I lay naked, gently touching my still-developing breasts, squeezing them, feeling a ticklish pleasure. My other hand shyly reached between my legs, parting the labia, revealing a small, wet nipple. I slowly pressed and rotated it, manipulating it. The pleasure gradually built up, a tingling sensation rising from between my legs, slowly seeping into my brain. I experienced my first orgasm.

After the orgasm, I regained my senses, and once again felt a pair of eyes watching me in the darkness. I scolded myself for overthinking. My two older brothers were sleeping in their rooms; no one would come into mine. I pulled the covers over myself and drifted off to sleep, feeling weak and sore.

Five.

Years passed slowly, but my masturbation and voyeurism didn't stop. Every night I needed to reach orgasm before I could fall asleep. Gradually, my fingers weren't enough. I tried pencils, hot dogs, but I dared not insert them too deeply, afraid of breaking my hymen. I wanted to save it for the person I loved most. The pleasure of orgasms made me develop quickly; my chest had already swelled into considerable mounds, and sparse pubic hair had begun to grow between my legs

. My two older brothers slowly grew into adults and started bringing different girls home.

Their gazes towards me changed; they liked to linger on my chest and lower body. I didn't like staying at home anymore. I liked to play outside until dark before going home. I had a good friend named Jingyi. She was very cute, with smiling, squinty eyes, a hairstyle like Chibi Maruko-chan, and a happy family. I liked playing with her; we loved hanging out with adults. I learned to put on makeup and dress up.

She was very interested in the changes in my body. When we showered together, she pointed to my chest and said dejectedly, "Yours are so big, mine are so small. And, you have hair down there, mine is bald and ugly." She stared at my body with fascination, and her gaze made me very uncomfortable. I quickly finished showering and left. She followed me into the room and said shyly, "We're best friends, right? I really want to see you. Shall we both take our clothes off?" She was my only best friend, and I couldn't refuse. After we were completely naked, she looked at my small breasts again, and after a few seconds, she reached out and gently pinched them. She looked up and asked, "Can I touch them?" I nodded. She pinched them a few more times. The feeling was completely different from touching them myself; it was itchy and a little pleasurable. Her touch was very focused, her eyes unblinking. She placed both hands on one breast, cupped it, lowered her mouth, and gently licked it with the tip of her tongue. So this is what it feels like to be licked—wet and soft. My little head got a little bigger. The

scene I'd witnessed flashed into my mind, and I shoved her away and ran out.

A few days later, Tingyi came to see me again. We both pretended nothing had happened, playing and fooling around, even pretending to be adults and going to the movies. The movie was a Hong Kong film, and soon after it started, the male and female leads began taking off their clothes and making out. Tingyi blushed, grabbed my hand, and ran out.

Back at her house, she stammered, "I...I thought what they did in the movie was so weird, let's try it too." I was curious too, so I took off my clothes and lay down next to her on the bed. We held hands, our fingers intertwined, both palms sweaty. She got up and leaned over me, grabbing my breast again and licking it a few times. I could clearly feel my nipples harden; it felt good, and I vaguely felt that these things shouldn't be done. I pushed her away again and ran home. Two

days later, Tingyi called, and we played together again. I wanted to escape that house; I desperately needed a friend. I endured her repeated advances. She licked and caressed my breasts, her hands roaming over my body until they slipped between my legs.

Even if she was important, this wasn't what I wanted. After pushing her away this time, I ignored her. She kept coming back to me until they moved.

Without my girlfriends, no one at school liked to play with me anymore, afraid of my family and the bodyguards and drivers who drove me around every day.

My life returned to stagnation. I started wandering behind doors at night, eavesdropping, masturbating, then eavesdropping again, masturbating again…

Six

days passed in solitude.

When I was fourteen, my older brother was twenty-one, increasingly mature and composed. He didn't like to talk, his deep, cold eyes often seeming to look at me thoughtfully. I secretly admired him yet avoided him.

He changed girlfriends more frequently, bringing women home every night, always in a hurry, making a lot of noise, never closing the door.

I often hid outside, thinking I was being discreet. Watching my brother's penis penetrate one woman after another. He was used to making women beg and bleed profusely before slowly satisfying them.

One woman came quite often; she had a great figure with huge breasts. He liked to tie her hands to the headboard and fondle her breasts, his large hands covering the large mounds of flesh he couldn't fully grasp, kneading them repeatedly with great force until they were red and swollen.

The woman's cries grew louder: "Ah...too hard, it hurts, um...I'm starting to feel good..." He clearly didn't like her cries, so he took some underwear from the side and stuffed it into her mouth. He pinched her nipples with his index and middle fingers and pulled them upwards, forming long, pointed shapes on her breasts. He didn't stop there, pulling them upwards again, lifting them to their limit and then releasing them sharply, repeating this more than ten times. Her nipples were bright red, engorged and erect. When

he got tired of this, he forced her nipples together, rubbing them against each other, the sensitive areas facing each other, her nipples stimulating her own pleasure, the poor heads already engorged and purplish-red.

"Mmm...mmm..." the woman moaned, shaking her head from side to side.

"Look how cheap your tits are, trembling and begging me to play with them," the older brother said teasingly.

After saying that, he raised his hand and slapped one of her large breasts, again and again. I could hear the slapping sound clearly, and purplish-blue handprints were left on

her trembling, snow-white breasts. The older brother pulled the thing out of her mouth, and her pleading voice immediately came out: "Please...please...don't...torture...me...I can't take it anymore." The older brother took off his clothes and straddled her breasts, squeezing her breasts between them, and used the flesh to squeeze his penis, commanding: "Open your mouth for me, I want to fuck your mouth too." The woman obediently opened her mouth slightly, and the older brother's thick, long penis began to penetrate between her breasts, the round head of the penis going into her lips and tongue each time. Her mouth and tongue formed a small gap, skillfully sucking in his penis.

My older brother rode her hundreds of times, tearing at her head and ejaculating on her face. The woman, stimulated by his breasts, even spasmed and leaked fluid.

So this is how breasts can be played with! Standing outside the door, my legs went weak, my breasts throbbing. I collapsed to the floor, bumping into the door. My brother inside asked warily, "Who's there? How dare you! Peeping outside!" I hurriedly ran back to my room, forcing myself to sleep, trying to calm my pounding heart.

Seven.

In my dream, I vaguely felt something strange between my legs. There was a dark shadow directly in front of me. I squinted to make out—it was my older brother. I quickly closed my eyes. This must be a dream!

My panties were gone, my legs were spread wide by my brother, and he leaned down, sucking on my tender flesh. God…it felt so good! Should I wake up and run away? How could I face my brother like this? My body's reaction replaced my reason. I closed my eyes and pretended not to feel anything.

He sucked harder, his tongue sweeping between my labia.

It was so itchy, a feeling unlike anything I'd ever experienced. His wet, slippery tongue darted in, the intrusion making me incredibly nervous. My passage, already difficult to penetrate even with a pencil, was now even tighter. I could clearly feel his tongue being clamped down. He chuckled, "Little sister, you're so sensitive even when you're asleep. It'll feel even better when my thing is inside and gripped by your cunt." I bit my lip to stifle a sound. He pulled his tongue out and began licking my vulva, exploring every nook and cranny between my legs, licking my labia again and again. His tongue reached my clitoris, giving it a sharp push, satisfied to see it tremble and rise. He gently ground it with his teeth. My vaginal fluids mixed with his saliva, making my entire genital area wet and slick.

He released my legs, and I heard the rustling of clothes being removed. I became frightened and wanted to yell at him to stop. My older brother moved even faster, lifting my legs and clamping them tightly together. A hard object was inserted between my legs, thrusting in and out of my wet groin.

The humiliation made my head spin. He rubbed against my swollen, engorged clitoris again and again, hundreds of thrusts relentlessly stimulating the tip of his penis.

The tender flesh between my legs was being rubbed hard, burning painfully. A moving rod was clamped between my tightly pressed legs; the presence of the foreign object was intense. All my attention was focused on that rod, rubbing repeatedly between my legs. This friction actually gave me pleasure. One of his hands held my legs, while the other reached to my chest, kneading and pinching my nipples, playing with them like he had just pinched that woman's nipples.

Pleasure spread throughout my body; my vagina felt itchy and empty!

Was I really a born slut? I hated the innate lust in my blood, the uncontrollable, descent into depravity.

"Mmm..." A soft moan escaped from deep within my throat.

"Even in your sleep you can moan, looks like you're really enjoying yourself, big brother." My whole body swayed as he thrust into me, the pleasure in my lower body mixed with the shame and anger of being defiled by my own brother brought me to orgasm. I don't know how much time passed, but he accelerated his thrusts a few more times and ejaculated on my lower abdomen.

He cleaned me up and left. I lay on the bed and opened my eyes. Apart from the lingering smell of semen in the air, everything was the same. It seemed like it was all a dream. I stared blankly at the ceiling until dawn.

Eight

The sky outside the window slowly turned white. Facing the light, I didn't know what to do. I could

only escape. I jumped up, hurriedly packed a few clothes, and headed straight for my uncle's house. My uncle and aunt were stationed at the family's overseas business. Only my cousin was home. I had always loved playing with my cousin since I was little. He didn't have the pretentious airs of high society. In my heart as a child, he was the best playmate. I watched him climb trees and go down to the river with envy, but I was watched by the housekeeper, and could only follow him with my eyes. He became my favorite boy to be close to, and I think I liked him.

My cousin welcomed me warmly; in our huge house, there were only him, the housekeeper, and the maid. We were only two years apart in age. We both had companions; I liked to call him "brother," and he responded "sister."

We were inseparable except during class time. Strangely, my older brother and his family never came to see me, probably knowing that this was my only place to go.

For safety reasons, our parents didn't allow us to go out at night, so our only entertainment was watching DVDs and listening to music. Sixteen-year-old boys are often naive, and he proudly brought out his entire stash of stuff—a pile of pornographic magazines and adult videos.

My cousin dragged me to the audiovisual room, which was like a movie theater. There was a sofa in front of the screen, and we sat cross-legged on the floor. He also brought my uncle's wine collection, saying he wanted to drink and savor life with me. I forced a smile, thinking to myself that what I watched every night was far more exciting than these DVDs.

The wine seemed to be fruit wine, sweet in taste. The screen showed an actress lying in a classroom, surrounded by a dozen male students licking her entire body, their penises erect. The girl moaned in ecstasy. Then the teacher joined in, taking off his clothes and penetrating her vagina. The boys around him formed a circle and masturbated. After a while, streams of semen shot onto the girl. She wiped it with her hands, licked it clean, and, still not satisfied, got up and thoroughly cleaned each of their limp penises with her mouth and tongue. Then she turned over and knelt down to receive a new round, until every boy's semen had reached her uterus. The teacher, not satisfied, inserted a large black penis, as thick as a child's arm, into her swollen vagina. Then these men began to teach with a sanctimonious air, leaving the girl on the ground and repeatedly climaxing and moaning.

My head was spinning; this fruit wine was really strong. The picture on the big screen was incredibly clear. My cousin next to me was watching intently, his face flushed, his pajamas bulging with a bulge. My body started to heat up too, and I slumped back against the sofa, accidentally knocking over an empty wine bottle. We both reached out to steady it, and his hand covered mine. We paused, our eyes meeting.

Suddenly, he pushed me down: "Little sister, let me see you, okay?" I looked up into his burning eyes, unable to refuse, and nodded dizzily. He quickly undressed both of us, his eyes scanning us from head to toe several times. He watched my red lips slowly descend, gently touching them, then enveloping them in his moist lips and gently sucking. I felt my lips being sucked into a warm, soft place; his tongue licked me, smooth and silky.

I relaxed and placed my hands on his shoulders. He released my lips and slipped his tongue inside. My lips welcomed a warm, soft thing. I responded by lightly touching his tongue with mine. It was a tingling, wonderful sensation. We both trembled and began to lick and entwine each other more intensely. My saliva flowed freely, mixing with his, and I couldn't swallow it all. I forgot to breathe until we finally separated, panting.

Our eyes met, a thin strand of saliva between our lips. We gazed deeply into each other's eyes, and I saw adoration in his. Then he got up, turned on the light, and laid me flat, examining my body inch by inch—my breasts, armpits, navel, thighs, and feet—as if surveying his territory. My toes curled up shyly. He gently held them, biting each one with his teeth and releasing

them. His tongue licked between each toe, then enveloped each toe in his lips and sucked on them. "Oh..." A tingling, itchy sensation spread from between my toes to my lower abdomen, and I let out a soft moan of relief.

His tongue traced up my ankle, meticulously licking every inch. When it reached my thigh, I stiffened with tension, and he decisively opened it.

"Little sister, you're so beautiful here! So pink, not a single hair, and the slit in the middle is so narrow, can something go in there?" I sat up, looking down at my lower body. Above my legs was a black head, its eager gaze fixed on my garden. The feeling of being spied on under the bright light was so shameful. I stared at him, unable to move, my body turning red.

"Little sister, you're leaking fluid down there, I want to taste it."

The black head descended, burying itself between my legs. He was very eager, sucking my juices forcefully. Soon, the fluid was all gone, but it wasn't enough to satisfy his thirst. His tongue curled up and inserted into my vagina, drawing out even more fluid, sucking hard.

"Mmm...ah...brother...your...strength...is too...great..." My desire was completely aroused, and under the influence of alcohol, I abandoned all shyness.

Streams of fluid flowed out. I looked up at myself, now aroused, my lower face completely wet, water still dripping from my chin. A confused and eager look in my eyes.

He knelt beside me, pulling my hand between his legs. "Little sister, feel it, okay? It's so hard." My hand touched a hard, thick rod, its head pointing upwards. I tentatively touched it, and it jerked. Startled, I pulled my hand back. He forcefully pulled it back and pressed it onto his penis, sliding my hand up and down.

"Little sister, your hand is so soft. Touch your brother's penis, it feels so good." My hand was under his control, but slowly it gained its own consciousness, finding it quite amusing. He released my hand.

I slid it at varying speeds, as if I had found a fun toy. After a long time, my hand became sore. He grabbed my breasts, increasing the amplitude of his movements within my hand, and after a few thrusts, he roared and ejaculated on me.

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