Sandra Family Legend

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The Sandra Family Saga, Part 1, Chapter 1

Sandra was a stunner. Her husband, George, was often away on business, while she craved sex. George routinely came home once a week on Saturdays, arriving on
Monday nights, leaving Sandra to endure two weeks without sex. She loved sucking George's penis and swallowing his semen, sometimes getting it all over her mouth
. She loved having her husband lick her flesh, and she loved George's large penis thrusting into her anus and pounding her hips.

She needed him! She lay on her back in bed, rubbing her itchy flesh with her fingers. Sandra and George met in their freshman year of college. For
various reasons—neither the length of time nor physical attraction—they spent a lot of time together. Until their marriage, they admired each other.
They were kindred spirits, often discussing their views on family and even sharing their sexual feelings. However, Sandra had never
had sex with any other man, and she believed George had never been with any other woman. Sandra didn't count John.

Removing her outer garments, Sandra's naked body appeared exceptionally alluring in the moonlight. Although 35 years old, her body resembled that of a 25-year-old.
She was beautiful, with large, firm breasts, wearing a D-cup bra, though she rarely wore one. Each nipple rested on her fair, tender breasts. Her waist was only 24 inches
, while her hips were wide, almost proportionate to her breasts. She still retained her long, flowing, glossy blonde hair, and her regularly exercised physique made her more
attractive than the average pretty woman. She belonged to the sweet type of woman.

Sandra has four children. Jenny and Joe are the first set of twins, now 14 years old. Dimi and Tom are the second set, just turned 12. Sandra
is a woman with a strong sex drive; she dislikes anything interfering with her. She strictly follows her doctor's instructions for exercise to maintain her beautiful figure and firm,
taut vaginal muscles.

She needed George, but he wouldn't be back for five days. How agonizing! Oh…not bad! Masturbation, though a very solitary activity, was clean
, safe, and pleasurable. Sandra knew she couldn't fall asleep without finding a way to stop the itch in her flesh.

She rubbed her clitoris with her right hand and inserted three fingers of her left hand into her vagina, quickly thrusting and stirring them.

"Oh... George... why aren't you here... I need you... I want you to lick my flesh... I crave your big cock
inside me... all the way in... I want you to fuck me from behind... Oh... my George..."

Sandra closed her eyes, fantasizing about her husband burying his head between her thighs. One finger was his mouth kissing her clitoris, the other
his tongue violating her anus. She began to tremble.

"Oh... George... I'm coming... I'm coming... Oh... Ah... Hmm..."

It's pathetic to substitute masturbation for real intercourse. Sandra went to the dressing table, opened the drawer, and took out her sex toys. George and she sometimes
used them during sex, but mainly for amusement when he wasn't home. Tonight, she took out a rubber penis and a vibrator.

Sandra lay back down on the bed and rubbed her flesh with the vibrator. She flicked it back and forth a few times, then turned it on. The vibrator
buzzed on her clitoris, causing her whole body to tremble immediately. Her clitoris began to swell, protruding from between her labia. She aimed the vibrator at her erect clitoris and tapped it back and forth,
longing for George to lick it with his tongue.

She slowly moved the vibrator downwards, the tip touching the soft, pink labia inside her vagina. Her opening was already wet, and the vibrator
slid in smoothly. It was large enough to fit snugly inside. Sandra moved the vibrator in and out of her vagina, starting slowly and gradually increasing the pace
. Her back arched and lifted off the bed as she reached another intense orgasm.

"George, why...why did you leave me all alone? I need you...ever since you...left on these business trips...I've missed
you so much...oh...I'm back...oh...ah...ah...I'm here..."

She relaxed her muscles and lay back on the bed. Although some problems had been solved, it wasn't enough. She had to try more intense stimulation. She
stirred her fingers inside for a while, then picked up the rubber penis and sucked on it. Sandra treated it like George's penis, its shape and the exposed...

The shape after the foreskin comes out is exactly the same.

She licked the dildo back and forth with her tongue, playing with the grooves of the rubber glans. She took it in her mouth and thrust in and out for a while, then tucked it into her
buttocks.

"Oh...ah...oh...it hurts so much...but it feels so good..."

She inserted the vibrator into her flesh, turned it on, pushed it in forcefully, then released her grip, her muscles clenching tightly. She thrust the rubber penis in and out of her anus
, intensely stimulating the muscles and nerves around her anus. She reached orgasm again.

"Oh...George...my ass...fuck me to death...ah! It feels so good! Oh...John...fuck me harder...oh...yo
..."

Sandra repeatedly reached a state of extreme pleasure.

John!

Sandra hadn't thought of her brother John for a long time, so why was she suddenly thinking of him now? Because her own son
was the same age as John at that time, and she couldn't forget him. Part One (Chapter 2)

Sandra came from a very strict family. At 16, she had never invited a boy to her house in the afternoon, nor had she ever
gone to their house alone. Strict upbringing required her to maintain the same demeanor at school. At school, sometimes her female classmates avoided talking to her,
falling silent whenever she entered. Sandra didn't know what they were saying, but she guessed they were talking about boys, something she desperately wanted to hear but was too ashamed
to speak.

To the surprise of her female classmates, Sandra also wanted a boyfriend. She carefully observed the male classmates around her, but none of them seemed particularly interested in her.
She stared at the bulges in the boys' crotches, and her own inner thighs often became wet and sticky. She felt embarrassed, but also strangely pleased. She wanted to find out
why.

She rejected normal friendships with male classmates, and her intense curiosity about men turned to her 12-year-old brother, John. In this conservative family
, she wouldn't even allow John to enter his room when his diapers were being changed. Later, before Sandra's first term ended, John was sometimes careless,
often leaving the bathroom door open while bathing. As she passed the bathroom, she happened to see John fiddling with his penis in the tub. She was always afraid to stop, yet wanted
to see more closely, worried about being discovered. But she still couldn't help but approach the bathroom. She knew there was something sticking out in front of him, but she didn't know what it looked
like. She regretted not seeing it clearly.

Every night, Sandra would close her eyes and rub her crotch, imagining the shape of John's penis between his thighs. She knew it was
inappropriate; only bad women touched themselves, but she couldn't help herself. Each time she rubbed her genitals for a certain period, she would experience a strange pleasure, and
after relaxing her whole body, she could quickly fall asleep. Like many other girls in puberty, her sense of morality and purity of desire constantly struggled against the surging sexual desire within her
.

John began to mature around the age of twelve. He received the same education as Sandra, but wasn't as shy as his sister. He enjoyed staring at girls'
budding breasts, dreaming of touching them. He noticed that their jeans tightened their crotches, while boys' bulges were more pronounced in the front . He wanted to see what the area between a girl's legs looked like. Whenever he thought about this, his penis would become hard and erect, and it wouldn't soften
unless he masturbated a few times .

Sometimes he would masturbate two or three times a day because he felt embarrassed at school with an erect penis. This became
more pronounced as his penis grew larger. A month ago, he had a strange dream he couldn't remember, and when he woke up, he found his underwear wet and sticky. He
checked himself carefully the next morning and noticed a few pubic hairs growing around his penis. He had grown up; he had become a man.

He used to masturbate for fun, and it felt good; he didn't think about anything else. Now, when he masturbates,
fluid spurts from the tip of his penis. It feels so good, and he keeps thinking about it. He's worried about masturbating, but he can't control himself. He swears he'll never do it again, but
in reality, he only lasts until his penis is erect again, and then he has to masturbate to make it go soft.

The boys were all talking about how tender girls were. He'd seen pictures of naked girls and knew that girls didn't have penises. He wanted to know if Sandra was like that too.

The girl in the photo looked like that. He tried to get close to her room several times, but he never had a chance to peek at her naked body. When he masturbated,
he always imagined Sandra's appearance.

He didn't believe anything the other boys said. They said girls would suck boys' penises, which John found unbelievable. He wasn't even
sure that inserting a penis into a girl's vagina and ejaculating would result in a baby. He was certain his parents had never done that.
Another thing they said was that boys sometimes licked girls' inner thighs, which sounded filthy.

No matter how many times he went to the men's restroom each day, John would always run into the bathroom and masturbate after school. He fantasized that it was his sister's hand, not
his own, stroking his penis, ejaculating, ejaculating, ejaculating, dripping, dripping, dripping; he would squeeze all the semen out of his body and shoot it into
the toilet bowl.

If Sandra or John showed even the slightest sign of interest, the other might immediately react in an unusual way. Neither of them dared to imagine sexual
activity between siblings. The thought of the other feeling good was appealing, but the idea that the other might feel the same way was utterly disgusting. If anyone told them that the other was using them
as a masturbation object, they'd probably get a beating.

Sandra, though initially desperate, gradually built up her confidence and decided to see what a boy's penis really looked like. She noticed that John always
went straight to the bathroom after school, usually staying in and out for a short time. But a month ago, he stayed in there for a full fifteen minutes. She didn't know
what he was doing in there, and she couldn't bear to imagine him masturbating. But perhaps she could discover the secret hidden in his pants. She really wanted to know what a boy's penis looked like.

The only time Sandra and her brother could be alone together was on Thursdays, the day their mother went to do volunteer work at the Red Cross. Sandra finally
decided to put her plan into action on Thursday.

Thursday finally arrived. She rushed home after school, dashed into the bathroom, and tampered with the window, leaving a peephole. John
arrived on time, greeted his sister with his usual "Hi," and then went into the bathroom. He was excited and felt an urge to masturbate immediately. At school, he had seen
a girl bending over, exposing her breasts, and even noticed her nipples. He had almost ejaculated in his pants.

Sandra ran out of the room to the window, carefully aiming through the peephole. She was utterly astonished when she saw John. John closed the bathroom door,
pulled down his pants, and moved to the toilet. He grasped his penis, fiddling with it between his thumb and forefinger. It wasn't very large, about three inches long,
roughly the size of an adult's thumb, with a few fine hairs around it. His penis was erect and pointing towards the ceiling. Sandra finally saw what a boy's large penis
looked like.

Sandra was shocked. Her little brother was doing the same thing, rubbing his hands between his legs. Perhaps if she looked a little longer, she would see
the fluid shooting out of his penis. She had heard that boys' penises ejaculate when aroused, just as they release vaginal fluid when rubbing their own.

She desperately wanted to see this; she liked the way he looked, and as she watched, her legs began to wet. She imagined
herself playing with her genitals like her brother had, and she believed she could produce fluid too.

Sandra watched with fascination as John sat on the toilet, leaning back, spitting on his hand, and then stroking his penis back and forth. John
closed his eyes tightly, imagining it was his sister playing with him. That was real excitement, and he hoped his sister wouldn't be so proper. He had tried to peek under her skirt
, but she always kept her knees tightly closed; he had tried to sneak a peek at her body while she showered, but his sister always locked the bathroom door.

John had also devised a plan similar to Sandra's current scheme. Perhaps, if he went in to pee, he could leave the bathroom door ajar.
When Sandra came in and took off her skirt and underwear, he could get a good look. He certainly didn't mind his sister seeing his manhood. John kind of liked
the idea.

It felt better and better. In John's fantasy, Sandra walked into the bathroom, took off her underwear, let him feel the wetness between her legs, and then
rubbed his penis with her tender skin, saying that his penis was as good as the others in school, the real deal.

Sandra's legs were already soaked with vaginal fluid. She couldn't believe that the feeling of her brother stroking his penis and rubbing her tender flesh was the same.

She slipped her hand under her skirt and rubbed her clitoris, moaning softly. She was breathing heavily, her heart filled with fear.

Standing on the grass outside, others might see what she was doing. Sandra hurriedly ran inside, rushed into her bedroom, pulled off her underwear, and
lay back on the bed. She vigorously rubbed her itchy, tender vulva, her fingers thrusting in and out of her wet vagina, only stopping after experiencing pleasure several times.

For the next week, Sandra rubbed her genitals between her legs, imagining her brother's actions in the bathroom, until she felt sleepy and fell asleep.

She'd heard other girls talk about boys ejaculating, and it must be like John. She planned to watch him masturbate again next Thursday, determined
to see his penis ejaculate. She desperately wanted to see her brother ejaculate; perhaps John enjoyed being watched as much as she did.
If she left the bathroom door ajar… that was a stupid idea. She absolutely couldn't let him see her; it would be incredibly embarrassing.

The following Thursday, Sandra excitedly hid behind the window and watched John go into the bathroom. She saw John take off his underwear the way she wanted
, then sit down, holding his penis. She reached between her legs and pressed her fingers against the "button" on the tip of his penis through her pantyhose. That wasn't enough;
she wanted John to get closer, ideally to feel his penis. Sandra rushed into the room and reached for the bathroom doorknob. She hoped
John hadn't locked the door. John heard her at the door, opened his eyes, and saw his sister standing there, watching him masturbate. This was exactly the scene he had fantasized about—
she was stroking his penis, letting him touch her tender flesh. However, reality wasn't quite what he had imagined.

Sandra rushed into the bathroom, his face showing more fear than excitement. He was worried that his sister would tell their mother everything she had seen, and that his mother and father would
take turns scolding him. He put his penis between his legs, still hard, and began to cry. Sandra came over, not scolding him, but comforting him instead.

"I won't tell anyone what I saw, little brother, absolutely not. I just wanted to see what you were doing. Don't be discouraged, I've heard boys
do things like you." At that moment, Sandra suddenly had an inspiration: "I sometimes do that myself!"

John stared at his sister in surprise; he didn't know girls masturbated too. He hadn't seen how they did it because they didn't have anything to
masturbate with! His curiosity overcame his trembling.

"You're making it too? How are you going to do it?"

Sandra had no more scruples. She had become interested in John, and now she had to have him and know everything about him.

"If you let me see your thing, I'll let you see my genitals!"

John stopped crying completely. Wasn't his sister's suggestion exactly what he had been longing for? His face flushed instantly, but shame couldn't hide his inner
desire. He translated what she had just said into the language of the boys at school.

"You want me to see your tenderness? Sandra, if I let you see my cock. Oh, great! Okay, but you have to let me see yours! Take
off your skirt and panties so I can see."

Soon he would see Sandra's tenderness, and John's penis immediately hardened again. He had been looking forward to it for a long time, eager to see what a girl's vagina
looked like. And that wasn't all; he wanted her to help him masturbate, and it would be even better if he could touch her flesh. However, he was still a little timid; his sister might
not agree at all, and might even tell their mother.

Sandra took off her top and skirt, her face suddenly flushing as she pulled down her underwear. Her skin—that word was better than "between her legs"
—was incredibly alluring. She stood there naked, legs slightly parted, allowing John to admire her private parts. John asked her to come closer. He sat
on the toilet, Sandra's thighs only a foot away from his face. The intense scent emanating from her skin greatly stimulated John's senses.

Sandra really wanted more. She wanted him to slip his fingers between her thighs and stroke her, and to feel his hard penis—
something John longed for. John blushed and stammered, finally managing to say, "Oh, Sandra, I...can I...touch
yours?"

For a month, Sandra had been craving John to insert his fingers back and forth inside her, but she could never ask him to do it, nor had she ever considered it.

The brother would make this suggestion. Oh, John has finally suggested playing with her tenderness.

Sandra was cunning. If she let John touch her, he would naturally let her touch his in return. Perhaps she would have a good time with the boy's penis
and eventually make him ejaculate. She then lowered her demands, making it sound as if she was making a huge concession.

"If I let you play with my... ah... small, you must let me play with your... ah... big too!"

"That's really something!" Sandra's ability to utter these words was better than before. After all, these were words John often used. He
had no objection to Sandra's suggestion; his excited state made it impossible for her to refuse.

"Oh, okay! I like that!"

John's dream had finally come true. He could hardly believe his eyes as he ventured into a territory that had once held a special place in his heart.
He cautiously reached out, his fingertips tracing the seams around Sandra's breasts.

"Ah...you can rub my little thing, John!" Sandra found the word "little" easy to say. "Then...rub the little
fleshy bud at the top...that's my clitoris...also called the clitoral hood...everyone says it's as sensitive as the glans on your penis...oh...you
feel better when you squeeze it than when I do it myself..."

John was happy to carry out her instructions; he had been dreaming of doing this for weeks. His fingers moved back and forth between his sister's tender labia majora and minora,
rubbing the fleshy bud at the top of her inner labia, the most sensitive spot Sandra had mentioned. His other hand explored the opening, inserting a finger into the vaginal opening.

Sandra had always felt shy about inserting her fingers during masturbation. She enjoyed rubbing her labia and even massaging her clitoris, but had never actually
inserted her fingers. When John inserted his fingers, she was so excited she almost jumped off the floor. She couldn't understand why she hadn't tried it sooner!

Sandra was surprised that she felt a strange sensation when someone else touched her with their fingers; it felt much better than when she played with it herself. John rubbed her clitoris. He had heard
other classmates say that girls often used their fingers on themselves, and now he was using his fingers on his sister.

"Oh...it feels so good! Massage the clitoris for a while...then insert your fingers...inside your sister's hole...yes...play with it for a while and then pull it out
...rub the clitoris again...oh..."

John's fingers were being inserted and removed inside her hole.

"Quick! You're completely soaked inside. It's so easy for my fingers to go in and out of there, I love the feeling of having them inside you. Is this what they
call fingering?"

John's caresses of Sandra, and the way she talked to her brother about "small," "big," and "finger sex," immediately excited her.

She stood there, feeling the muscles inside her begin to spasm, tightly gripping her brother's fingers. She had never felt anything like this before, and her hips twitched back and forth.

"Oh...John...you've almost made me...ah...oh...I'm coming...it feels so good...oh...my little brother is
making his sister feel so good with his fingers...oh...ah...I'm coming...harder...faster...make your sister...happy to death...oh...ah..."

John continued to insert and remove his fingers until the muscle spasms inside gradually subsided. Sandra continued to move her hips back and forth, letting her small penis
stroke her brother's fingers. Her curiosity made her feel that stroking his fingers was more fun than her brother fingering her. Sandra felt very satisfied, and she let John expose his penis
.

"John, step in front of me. Let me see your big one. I want to play with your thing. You've already played with my sister's little one; now it's
my turn."

John stood up from the toilet and brought the finger he'd just pulled from his sister's vagina to his nose, inhaling deeply. The smell was a bit strange, but incredibly alluring.
Perhaps he should lick her vulva, like they said, but he wasn't sure. For a fleeting moment, as he turned his back to Sandra, he licked
his fingertip with his tongue; the taste wasn't as bad as he'd imagined. He figured if he licked Sandra's tender spot, she would definitely suck his penis. That was a foolish idea,
because she certainly wouldn't.

Sandra sat on the toilet, watching him. John's penis was erect and trembling, right in front of her face. It was beautiful, and Sandra wanted to kiss it.
A trickle of clear fluid oozed from the glans; she dabbed it with her fingertip and gently rubbed it onto the surface of the glans, careful not to hurt it. John couldn't help but tremble.

one time.

She had once seen John spit on his hand before masturbating and then stroke his penis. So she lightly touched the glans with her fingers, making it smooth
. Sandra was somewhat shocked when she realized that she could make his penis ejaculate with just her fingers. What she found even stranger was that this guy didn't dislike her at all;
she liked the smell of his penis. She imitated John, spitting on her hand to wet her palm, then grasped her brother's three-inch-long penis and
began to stroke it up and down.

John arched his hips, letting his penis thrust rapidly in and out of her hand. It had never felt so wonderful; he loved playing with his
large penis with his sister. His hips moved faster and faster, his semen accumulating in his testicles. He was slightly surprised when his penis struck his sister's face as it moved,
because Sandra didn't flinch. A little saliva began to seep from the glans, which Sandra kissed away with her lips, then continued stroking. She
already enjoyed the smell of penises, and she loved this way of tasting it even more.

John was surprised. Sandra didn't seem to feel any disgust. He remembered how wonderful her flesh tasted, and looking at the fingers he had just licked
, he put them in his mouth and sucked on them again. He was certain he liked the taste of women's flesh. Maybe he should put his mouth on it; that feeling would definitely
be different from sucking on his fingers.

Sandra wanted to play with John a little longer, but she realized her mother would be home soon. Sandra needed more stimulation, without
any difficulty. In fact, driven by lust, Sandra made John promise to continue playing later. They cleaned up the erotic mess and
casually did their homework before their mother arrived. He put his penis in his sister's mouth. At his age, he couldn't last long
. He felt he was about to ejaculate and tried to pull his penis out of his sister's mouth. He worried that ejaculating in her mouth would anger her.
That might stop her from playing masturbation games with him and never let him see her tenderness again. He was sure that ejaculating now would disgust his sister. Sandra
wouldn't let him pull his penis out; she hugged her brother's buttocks and pulled him close to her.

"Sandra, if you do this, I'll ejaculate in your mouth! Don't let me ejaculate in your mouth! You'll hate me and never let
me play with you again. Oh! I'm about to cum. Let me go..."

Sandra, however, was quite pleased with this; she needed more of that delicious fluid to flow from his glans and didn't want a single drop to go to waste. John finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Oh... Sandra! I'm going to cum... I'm about to ejaculate into your mouth... It's you... who made me ejaculate into your mouth... Ah
... Sister... Oh oh... Ah ah..."

*Spurt! Swallow! Spurt! Swallow! Spurt! Swallow! Dripping! Dripping! Swallow! Swallow!* Sandra
swallowed every drop of her brother's semen that he had ejaculated into her mouth, seemingly still unsatisfied, continuing to lick the glans with her lips until his penis shrank and went limp. The fact before her eyes—that she had made her brother ejaculate, and
swallowed all the semen that had shot out of his penis—excited her immensely.

John witnessed his sister swallowing his own semen every single time. Wow! Sandra really did it. She sucked on his penis and drank
the semen he ejaculated!

Sandra had heard about it, and now she realized she had just sucked a boy's penis. Well, if this was oral sex, then she was a blowjob girl, and
she loved it. She also loved the way her brother reacted with excitement, and she certainly enjoyed tasting his semen.

"Hey John, I never thought I could do this, I'm so happy! Your semen tastes so good, I don't even want to stop. Now
there's no one else here, we've found a way to make each other happy."

John was panting, his face flushed again. He was still worried that ejaculating into his sister's mouth would disgust her. To him, it felt like a
fun, dirty game. He only felt a little relieved after his sister assured him that she actually liked the taste of semen. He felt it was time to change the subject.

John recalled Sandra standing before him last week, letting him touch her tender flesh, especially the strange, wonderful smell. A week earlier,
he had licked his fingers, freshly pulled from his sister's vagina, covered in the sticky fluid flowing from her tender flesh—a taste he still vividly remembered. Perhaps at school...

The boy said the licking thing was true; he really wanted to lick his sister's tender flesh. Maybe he would be as enthusiastic about licking as Sandra was about sucking on a penis! Hmm! The smell
is indeed good; it would be even better to taste it! He didn't quite understand yet, but decided to find out for himself.

He didn't know if his sister would allow him to do that, nor was he sure he needed to, but he felt he should try. He really wanted to taste
what his sister's tender flesh tasted like. He hesitated and whispered in his sister's ear, "Can I do that too? Can I... can I stick my tongue into your hole and
taste it? Your little tenderness smells so good in front of me, I want to try it too..."

Sandra had heard of licking before, but like sucking, it wasn't very clear; she couldn't even recall where she'd heard it. Now, Sandra
had already sucked her brother's penis, and she wanted him to lick her vagina. She was surprised that her brother knew about other boys licking; she thought
he would find it disgusting.

"Oh, you're willing? Of course I'd love to! I'd love for you to lick my little thing, to lick and bite my clitoris. I bet licking is definitely more pleasurable than rubbing with your hand
!"

"I'm sure too! Sucking with your mouth feels way better than masturbating. I'll try it, you'll see!" John hesitated. "Oh,
if I don't like it... can I stop?"

Sandra stood up and hugged her brother. He longed to try it, but a sense of fear lingered within him.

"Of course, whatever you want! I enjoy sucking your big one anyway, and if you'd like, I'd like to do it again. But if you don't like it, you don't have to
force yourself to lick my little one."

She switched places with John, took off her panties, and lifted her skirt, presenting her lovely vulva to him. A fragrant scent wafted over
, but John wasn't sure it was coming from his sister's tender opening. He had no experience in this area, and he even doubted whether he should continue
. He carefully parted his sister's lips, his eyes fixed on the pink slit inside and the clitoris (also known as the man-in-the-boat) at the top.

He closed his eyes, bringing his face close to Sandra's tender flesh. The sweet scent emanating from her opening stimulated his nerves, and his penis hardened again.
He tentatively slipped his tongue into her crevice, licking a mouthful of his sister's love juice. The taste was indeed not bad. His tongue traced the crevice, licking back and forth.
It was quite fun, just like when his penis was being sucked. He stopped, opening his mouth wide to gaze at Sandra.

"I love the feel of your tenderness; it feels so good to lick your cock. Licking it is so much fun!"

He thrust his tongue as far into the opening as possible, churning it against the pressure of the surrounding vaginal muscles as he licked his sister. Sandra rubbed her clitoris up and down
, her juices splashing onto John's face. This felt so much better than when John used his fingers. The feeling of inserting his fingers was completely different from using his tongue. John
held her hips, pushing his tongue forcefully inside, his nose touching Sandra's clitoris.

"Oh, I love doing this! I... love it! Bite it... lick my sister's little... my little brother... is licking mine... ah... feels so good
... my nose is touching my sister's clitoris... bite it with my mouth... suck it... just like my sister sucks your penis... suck it... oh..."

At this moment, John wanted to do whatever he wanted; he even enjoyed licking more than Sandra did. He carefully pinched his sister's clitoris with his teeth, his tongue
swirling around its surface. This was exactly what Sandra wanted.

"Oh... I'm going to lose it... My brother's mouth has pulled me out... My brother's tongue is driving me crazy... Oh! Ah... Ugh..."

She reached intense orgasms again and again, finally pushing John's face away, sitting on the edge of the bathtub, panting heavily.

"For me, nothing so wonderful has ever happened. I can't believe how good it feels when you lick me. I want to have the chance to suck your big one again,
and let you lick my little one."

John, in the throes of puberty, was full of energy and quickly regained it after a short rest. The licking made his penis erect again, hard as a rock
. He massaged it gently. Sandra rested for a moment, watching her brother play with his penis, and couldn't resist reaching out her hand. She moved John's hand away and grasped his penis,
gently stroking it. She wasn't satisfied yet.

"John, how about we take our clothes off? We can see every part of each other's bodies clearly."

John liked the suggestion. He hadn't seen his sister's breasts yet, a part he often fantasized about while masturbating. He still couldn't quite
believe he was so lucky. Part One (Chapter 3)

The following week was pure agony. After they came home from school, their mother stayed put, and their parents didn't go out. Each day, they went back to
their own beds, masturbating while recalling the scene of their caresses in the bathroom that day. Their hands could no longer enjoy the pleasure of rubbing each other's genitals.

John came home from school on Friday and went into the bathroom. He heard Sandra approaching, so he left the door ajar and pushed it open; it wasn't locked. He sat
on the toilet, took out his penis, and started masturbating, intentionally letting his sister see him. His hands trembled slightly; he wished it were his sister's hands,
not his own. That night, before going to bed, Sandra left the bathroom door ajar and gave her brother a similar masturbation performance. She knew
he was watching her masturbate, and the friction felt even better. She imitated her brother, inserting her fingers in and out of her vagina. John was doing the same now.

They performed masturbation acts for each other every day for a full week. Their only worry was that their
father would suddenly come home before they reached climax. Fortunately, this never happened. Having their siblings watching them masturbate, although a little panicked and their hands trembled,
the trembling felt pleasurable, and they seemed unwilling to stop. They agreed to vary their masturbation performances, which, though somewhat forced, were quite entertaining.

Thursday presented the two children with another opportunity. Sandra left the door open for John, her tender flesh still dry, having already prepared herself.
John was eagerly anticipating what was about to happen, and seemed about to ejaculate before her hand even touched his penis. The siblings went into the bathroom and
continued what they hadn't finished last week, both knowing exactly what to do next. They were more than happy to continue playing with each other's genitals.

As soon as the bathroom door closed, Sandra's first instinct was to play with John's penis. John had been eagerly anticipating this for a long time. Sandra plopped down on the edge of the horse, and
John unzipped his pants, pulled down his underwear, and stood before her just as he had a week ago.

John's penis was erect, veins bulging, and a little clear fluid dripped from his urethra. Sandra had tasted that fluid last week
and loved the smell of penises. She stuck out her tongue and licked away the fluid dripping from the glans. The sensation of her tongue licking the sensitive nerves of the glans caused John
to thrust his hips forward, his penis shoving into Sandra's mouth. She sucked on it with surprise. She loved his big... "Oh... Sandra,
what are you doing to me... It feels so good, I've never felt anything like this before."

With the young, passionate man inside her, Sandra was also excited. She had heard girls talk about sucking penises before, but she never dared to dream
that she would actually do such a dirty thing herself. Of course, she wasn't going to stop there; her tongue began to move rapidly over the penis. She took the entire shaft into
her mouth, sucking with all her might, hoping to get even more delicious lubricant.

"Ah...suck harder...your tongue is licking my glans...suck it...sister...lick my cock...oh...my God..."

They took off their shirts, caressed each other's naked bodies, and embraced passionately. John wasn't fully upright; his cheek rested contentedly against
Sandra's breasts. He took her nipple into his mouth, feeling it gradually harden. His sister's legs clamped around his penis, her pubic hair rubbing and teasing against his stomach.
John felt wonderful.

Sandra glanced at the time; her mother would be back soon, and they still had a little time. She wanted to taste his penis again, and also hoped her younger brother would lick
her vagina, ideally at the same time.

"John, I want to suck your big one more time, would you lick my little one?"

"Hmm! Of course I'd love to!"

"Mom's coming back soon, how about we lick each other at the same time?"

"Yes! That's what the boys at school call the 69 mode. Okay, let's get started!"

He immediately lay down on the floor, and Sandra followed, facing his penis, straddling him and opening her mouth above his head. This time, Sandra had more time...

As John sucked on his brother's penis, the range of motion of his tongue expanded even further.

John's hips twitched slightly. Sandra's tongue traced the thin, sensitive skin beneath the glans of his penis, then sucked on his testicles.
He twitched, almost jumping up again. Sandra had wrapped her lips around his testicles, pulling them upwards before suddenly releasing them,
only to hold them back in her mouth for a moment before they sprang out again. Her mouth moved to his penis. Sandra kissed the glans with her lips, her tongue deftly licking the urethral opening, then
began to suckle deeply.

John's tongue was just long enough to cover Sandra's tender flesh. As Sandra kissed his testicles, his lips gripped a piece of flesh and pulled it from side to side. Pay attention
to the intensity of Sandra's reaction as he licked each part. While Sandra was sucking on his penis, he also inserted his tongue into her slit from behind,
licking her clitoris.

It's impossible for two young people to be completely familiar with every detail of sex between a man and a woman. Sandra's hips writhed, her inner muscles spasming and contracting,
a few drops of vaginal fluid flowing into John's mouth. At the same time, John's penis ejaculated a thick stream of semen, spraying it into Sandra's mouth. Both reached orgasm simultaneously,
continuing to lick each other's genitals until Sandra's hips stopped writhing and John's penis went limp.

Time was running out. They quickly dressed and returned to their respective bedrooms, waiting for their mother to return as if nothing had happened.

The following evening, their parents went out, providing them with a rare opportunity. The church organizes three to four congregational music evenings each year. Sandra
and John had nearly four hours alone together, anxiously hoping their parents would leave the room soon. They didn't know what to do, but understood they needed
to be together. As usual, their parents reminded them to go to bed on time before leaving, and so on.

Now that only Sandra and John were left in the room, there was no need to play that game in the bathroom. As soon as their parents left, Sandra immediately pulled her younger
brother into her bedroom. They stripped naked, admiring each other's youthful, vibrant bodies. Sandra lay on her back on the bed, while John was at
a loss. He wanted to lick Sandra's tender flesh, but also wanted his sister to suck his penis; he didn't know which to do first. Sandra decided to continue their 69 mutual licking
game.

John lay headfirst on top of Sandra. Having more time than last time, they thoroughly examined each other's bodies before making their move.
They both thought each other's genitals were beautiful, at least they, as siblings, thought so. Excited and unrestrained, they buried their faces between each other's thighs. Sandra
immediately got into character, while John was less than 30 seconds slower.

John teased Sandra's tender vulva with his tongue. Just as Sandra's flesh spasmed and contracted, John's semen spurted into her mouth. Sandra sucked on
the sticky fluid dripping from her brother's glans until the orgasm gradually subsided. They remained in their original positions, John leisurely licking Sandra's inner labia, while Sandra gently
sucked on John's soft penis for over a minute.

Sandra pulled John to his feet, embracing and kissing him. They experimented with a French kiss, keeping their lips a certain distance apart, only
their tongues touching. Soon, John's penis became erect again. He didn't know what to do next, but at that moment he wanted to try anything.

“Suck my nipple!” Sandra suggested.

John took his sister's nipple into his mouth. This was something they both enjoyed doing. Sandra's nipple hardened in John's mouth, and he rubbed it
around with his tongue, sucking on one before switching to the other, his fingers kneading her soft, white breast. Sandra knew what her body needed most right now; she grabbed John's
penis and aimed it at her mouth.

"Put it in! John, put your big one inside my little sister, it'll make us both happy." Let's try something new. John knew
this was what it meant, but he hadn't thought about it even while masturbating. He wasn't sure if people actually did it. Well! Nothing ventured, nothing gained! He could do anything his sister suggested. John thrust his penis forward, the head reaching the entrance. His penis was small and not thick enough; it didn't even cause Sandra much pain
as it passed through her hymen .

Sandra swayed her hips, and John cooperated, thrusting his penis into her hole. He pumped his shaft, trying to reach as deep as possible into Sandra's vagina.

John's virginity vanished the moment his penis entered his sister's vagina.

"I'm going to ejaculate inside my sister's tender flesh... I... I'm... ejaculating... Oh... It feels so good... Ah... Sandra, I love you! I
... love... you..."

As John's semen entered her, Sandra began to feel her own excitement. Her flesh gripped his penis, contracting and drawing
in every drop of fluid.

"Ah! Ejaculate inside me! Little brother, I love the feeling when you're big enough! I love you too, let me do it too! Ah... ah..."

They lay there, exhausted, until John finally slid out of Sandra's body. Sandra's vaginal fluids and virgin blood, mixed with
John's semen, flowed from her vagina, trickling down her labia and into her anus. This greatly excited Sandra. She quickly mounted John,
taking his glans into her mouth and cleaning off the remaining fluids.

"Mmm, this feels so good!"

"Why don't you watch me lick your dick?"

John didn't seem interested in watching his sister lick his penis, but Sandra continued to suckle, savoring the mixture of fluids. He pressed
his face against Sandra's, licking clean the fluids inside and out. His penis became hard again. Their energy surged quickly, and they excitedly resumed their 69-
style licking. This time, John lasted longer, but neither of the young men was in a hurry, as reaching orgasm did require a break.

They rested for a while. John licked Sandra's nipples, occasionally giving her French kisses. Sandra caressed John's limp penis
, while John gently stirred his fingers inside his sister's wet vagina. John's penis revived; he found that sucking on her nipples and masturbating simultaneously was
very efficient. Unfortunately, this time his penis didn't ejaculate; it seemed he really needed a rest.

Sandra knew her parents would be returning soon; she and her brother were both soaked in their own fluids. She and John showered together, washing away any traces of their lovemaking,
then went to their respective rooms. They were asleep before their parents arrived.

Every Thursday afternoon, Sandra and John would spend an hour or two together while their mother attended a Visionaries event. Sometimes,
on Friday nights, when their parents went to parties, they could play even longer. Each time, they would leave the bathroom door open and masturbate each other inside. They preferred Friday nights because
they had four hours to go to bed and have sex without worry!

Sandra was still shy about playing with other boys and girls at school. But John always tried his best to hear the boys talking about girls, and
when they got home, he would try different ways and positions to have sex with his sister.

One time, Sandra was on top, then rolled over and licked the semen that had flowed into John's buttocks. To her surprise,
John became very aroused when she licked his anus. His penis became erect, and they continued the 69 licking phase. From then on, kissing the anus became
a part of their sex life.

They made love frequently for six months. Later, the mother returned home early from the Red Cross and discovered their secret.
After enduring much scolding and beatings, John was sent to a military school, and even when he returned home for visits, Sandra was no longer able to be alone with him.

Sandra never had another six months of wild sex, and under her parents' strict supervision and vigilance, she rarely had
the chance to meet boys alone. This continued until she went to college. Her two sons were about the same age as when she had seduced John. She would occasionally fantasize about sucking her son
Dimi's penis, Dimi licking her flesh, even making him ejaculate, and finally herself being licked until she squirted. She longed to experience another six
months of wonderful love with her brother.

She imagined the possibility of having sex with her two twin sons, where one of them could be her flesh while the other sucked his penis.
Both penises' semen would be ejaculated into one at the same time! She could care for and enjoy the penises of two young men. She would teach them, imparting to them all the techniques she knew
.

Sandra planned to rehearse everything she and John had done on her two sons. There were some technical details she didn't understand, and some she hadn't tried yet
. Sandra had never had sex with more than two men at the same time. The possibility was high! Thinking about this, a lot of sticky fluid flowed from her flesh, so she had to use a rubber cock...

Use a vibrator and a dildo to relieve intense sexual desire until you are tired and fall asleep peacefully.

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