A Dreamlike Time—My Female Classmate Xiangxiang (A Dreamlike Love) (Nurse Sister Xiaoying)

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A Hazy Love
(19768 words)
"On the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are chirping, announcing summer. On the swing by the meadow, only butterflies rest..."
Everyone is familiar with the song "Childhood." I spent my childhood in a daze. Even in high school, I was still clueless about girls. This might be because I developed later than boys. In my mind, girls seemed to mature earlier than boys, and they knew more. Because I was short and mischievous, the teachers always put me in the second row.
There was a girl who sat in front of me from the beginning of high school. No matter how many times we changed seats, she always sat in front of me. She had two thick, black braids tied with two ribbon bows. When she walked, her two long braids swayed back and forth, like two butterflies fluttering behind her, which was quite beautiful. During class, she liked to lean against my desk, and her two thick, black braids often draped over it. I would secretly press them down with thumbtacks. When class ended, as soon as she stood up, her hair would be pulled, and she would cry out and sit back down. It must have really hurt her, because she started to cry sadly. I didn't know what to do, but I didn't want to apologize. Also, sometimes I would deliberately point my pen nib forward, and when she leaned back, the nib would poke her back. Because it was during class, she didn't dare to make a sound and could only bury her face in her desk and secretly shed tears. Anyway, there were many pranks like this, but I quickly forgot about them. At first, I didn't notice anything until many classmates teased her and me. That's when I noticed that this girl would always look back at me. But in her resentful eyes, I saw something else more. She was very beautiful, a typical Jiangnan beauty; a fair and delicate oval face, a slender and graceful figure, her eyes narrowed when she smiled, her lips didn't show her teeth, and she had two faint dimples on her face. One day in my second year of high school, a group of us boys and girls went hiking. After lunch, some of us were chatting, some were playing cards, and I was reading. Suddenly, a female classmate called me softly and said, "Xiangxiang (that girl's name was Xiang) wants me to come over." I went over and asked, "What's up?"
She said she wanted to take a picture with me. I said, "Didn't we take a lot of pictures this morning?"
She said she wanted to take a picture with me alone. After graduation, I would definitely go to university in another city, while she would probably only go to a local university. Because I was from out of town and she was a local, her family wanted her to stay. I remembered the prank I'd played on her and asked if she hated me. She shook her head, smiled, and said, "When I think about hating you, I look at your picture and curse you."
I knew she was joking, so we took a picture together alone. Maybe this is what people mean when they say, "Bad boys are more attractive to girls." But later, that photo followed me through college, graduation, and then work, and I don't know when I lost it. That's just how careless boys are! (As for her picture, I'll explain later...)
The next afternoon after school, a male classmate asked me: Did you take a picture with her alone? I had no choice but to tell him the truth: "Xiangxiang likes you."
I said, "Impossible! I was so mean to her!"
He said, "It's true. After we got home last night, everyone knew she took a picture with you alone, and they teased her about it, but she just smiled and didn't say anything."
I didn't take it too seriously and just focused on studying for the college entrance exam. One afternoon, I got home from school and opened my bag. I found a book inside with a note from Xiangxiang, telling me to finish reading it tonight and return it to her tomorrow. When I saw the book was tattered and handwritten in ballpoint pen, I lost interest. The title was "A Girl's Heart," but once I opened it, I was immediately captivated. The descriptions inside made me blush. The most explicit books I'd ever read before were things like "Ruined Capital," "White Deer Plain," "Happy Enemies," and "Amazing Stories," etc. I never imagined there were books written like this!
That night, after finishing it, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and my penis was hard. I finally managed to fall asleep lying down, and dreamt that Xiangxiang was grabbing my penis, licking and sucking it just like in the books.
I was also touching and rubbing her breasts and vagina…
When I woke up the next morning, I couldn't remember what her breasts looked like or what her vagina looked like! Then I noticed my pants were wet, and I thought I had wet my pants. Later I learned it was nocturnal emission! That year, when I was 15, I couldn't concentrate on the teacher in class. I looked at Xiangxiang's back; her white shirt clearly showed a V-shape, which made my mind wander. Suddenly, I saw a few small black dots on her white shirt—marks I had left with my pen nib. Although she had washed it carefully many times, the marks were still there. I suddenly wondered if there were also a few small black dots on her snow-white, soft back? I felt a pang of heartache! That day, what class I was in, what the teacher said—my mind was completely blank.
One afternoon after school, she secretly slipped me a note. I opened it and found a movie ticket. That evening, I went to the cinema and found a seat. She was already sitting next to me. The movie started, and she magically kept stuffing various snacks into my hands. That's right, that day they were showing "True Lies." Whenever the movie got to a thrilling or exciting part, she would let out a soft scream and involuntarily lean closer. When the bridge was blown up, the car swayed precariously, a seabird gently landed, and the car plunged into the sea with a scream, Xiangxiang also let out a soft scream, turned to the side, and leaned on my shoulder, too scared to watch. At that moment, I felt like a real man, straightening my back and bravely facing the screen. She held my hand; I could feel the sweat on her soft little palm. After the movie, we slowly squeezed towards the exit with the crowd. She held my arm tightly, following behind me. I felt something soft against my back—so comfortable, so very comfortable. I suddenly remembered the description in the book—could those be her breasts? My penis immediately became aroused. I wished time could stand still, that she could hold me as we left the movie theater, and I could walk her home. We didn't speak; she held my arm, and we walked silently. Just as we were nearing her house, under a large camphor tree, she noticeably slowed her pace. Under the shade of the tree, I turned back to look at her, wanting to say something, but she gently pulled my arm down, and our faces met. I remembered when I was little, lying obediently in bed, my mother would kiss me on the cheek. I wondered if she would kiss me like my mother did. But instead, she pressed her lips to mine. Then I remembered the description in the book again. I wrapped my arms around her waist and lowered my head to kiss her lips.
At that moment, I felt our hearts pounding, our teeth chattering…
Suddenly, I felt something warm and soft licking my lips. Involuntarily, I opened my lips; it was her tongue licking my teeth. Inspired, I stuck out my tongue and licked hers.
She then licked my tongue, and I licked hers. Our tongues slowly slipped into each other's mouths. I felt a sweet taste in her mouth…
We both started to relax. Then, I felt her breasts against my chest, a very comfortable, very pleasant sensation. I withdrew one hand and gently placed it on her chest, clearly feeling a hard, bean-sized lump on her flesh. She began to tremble again.
I gently massaged it, but she hugged me even tighter, my hard erection pressing against her lower abdomen. I remembered the description in the book and wanted to put my hand inside her clothes. She said, "No...no...like this...but...okay?"
After what seemed like an eternity, she pushed me away, looked up at me with her flushed face, and asked, "Have you ever kissed anyone before?"
I thought for a moment and said, "When I was little, my mother kissed me, but not like this."
She smiled beautifully and said, "That's called a kiss. Now, this is called a kiss."
I said, "How do you know so much? Have you ever kissed anyone?"
She said, "No, you're the first. When girls get together, older girls often say things like this and that, especially married women who are even more explicit. I've heard it so many times that I've remembered it... Do you like kissing me?"
I said, "Yes!"
She sighed, and after a while, said, "Okay, go home. If you go home late, your parents will worry about you."
That was my first kiss (or first kiss, I guess). Also, let me clarify, Xiangxiang is a year older than me. It wasn't until later that I understood the saying, "A good woman is a textbook, a teacher to men."
So, here I want to say to all my fellow wolves: please don't call women who bring pleasure to men, who make huge sacrifices for men, "sluts," "whores," etc., okay? Respecting them is respecting yourself!
I especially dislike using vicious and insulting words to describe them. Maybe it's because I developed and matured late, and I don't quite understand those kinds of things involving men and women, so I don't really care about spending every night with Xiangxiang. In her eyes, I was a mischievous yet clever boy. Aside from my penchant for teasing her, my grades were among the best in the grade. Knowing I was focused on getting into a good university, she didn't often ask me out to avoid distracting me. We'd
only occasionally exchange glances at school or she'd secretly slip me a note saying she missed me. I'd often put treats like sweets and snacks in her bag. Because her family was of modest means, while mine was better off, uncles and aunts from our compound often brought me back treats from business trips.
After the final exams of our second year of high school, we went to a rural base in the mountains for a ten-day social practice. Everything in the mountains was so new and exciting to us. A beautiful bird, a lovely flower, would keep us talking for hours. The next evening, after dinner, Xiangxiang asked me to go for a walk. We came to a sweet potato field. Seeing no one around, I squatted down and pulled up two sweet potatoes. Xiangxiang was terrified and quickly pulled me away. As I wiped the sweet potato clean, I peeled it with my teeth and gave it to Xiangxiang. Then I started on another one. I finished it in a few bites, a bit like Pigsy eating ginseng fruit, while Xiangxiang was still slowly chewing her half. She was leaning to the side, covering her mouth with one hand as if I were going to steal her food. Suddenly, she turned her head and noticed I was watching her. She smiled shyly, her cheeks puffed out. I said I wanted more, and she held out the remaining half to me. I shook my head and said, "I want what's in your mouth!"
She stared at me with wide eyes. I hugged her, lowered my head, and put my mouth to hers. Xiangxiang closed her eyes, slowly spitting out some, which I slowly sucked into my mouth and swallowed. The
blushing sunset had already quietly hidden away, casually raising a huge black umbrella. Unknown insects chirped everywhere, and the mountain breeze gently combed the earth. Xiangxiang's half-eaten sweet potato was gone sometime ago, and she hugged me tightly. We kissed passionately like that...
After a while, Xiangxiang's body went limp, and I helped her lie down on the soft grass. She still held me tightly, her mouth still sucking on my tongue. My hard thing pressed against her thigh, and one of her bent thighs pressed against her genitals. I could feel her throbbing there. My right hand slipped under her clothes and touched her bra. She made "mmm...mmm..." sounds. I said, "What, take it off?"
She said, "Don't take it off, push it up."
She arched her back slightly, and I pushed the bra up side by side. She buried her head in my chest, trembling. My right hand finally touched her breast for the first time! Her breasts were just the size of my outstretched palm, and I didn't know how to describe the smooth, soft feeling; my heart was pounding
! After a while, I started gently rubbing her nipples. The pressure against my palms made me itch. I pinched one between my index and middle fingers, and it hardened further. Her fragrant hand had somehow left my waist, and she was groping around, trying to unbuckle my belt. My belt was a military type, not easy to undo. I unbuckled it myself and took off my outer pants. She reached for my waist with both hands and pulled down my underwear. I tried to stand up and take it off, but she stopped me, saying, "No, this is fine."
The moment her hand grasped my penis, I felt her hand trembling. My left hand was still rubbing her breasts, while my right hand lifted her skirt and slipped inside her underwear. I felt a soft patch of pubic hair, and further down, my palm covered her mons pubis. My index and ring fingers pressed against her labia majora, and my middle finger pressed against the slippery slit. She placed her left hand on top of my right hand and gently pressed down, and my middle finger slipped inside. Then she arched her back, tilted her head back, and let out a soft "Ah..." I thought I had hurt her, so I quickly tried to pull my middle finger out. But she pressed my right hand firmly with her left, saying, "Don't take it out, move it gently..."
My palm remained pressed against her mons pubis, and my middle finger slowly and gently lifted and pressed down inside her vagina...
Her right hand held my penis, the head pressing against her thigh, which felt so good. She gently squeezed and relaxed, relaxed and squeezed...
I said, "I want to put it in."
She said, "No, I'm scared, leave it for me... okay?"
My middle finger slowly felt a fleshy ball. I asked her, "Is this the clitoris?"
She said, "This is the clitoris, it's where I urinate, the tip is called the urethra."
I gently pressed it, asking, "Does it feel good?"
She said, "Silly! Pressing here won't feel good. Touch upwards... yes, yes, that's the clitoris... don't press or rub too hard, it will hurt if you stimulate it too much... gently touch both sides of it..." "That's the most itchy, the most comfortable!"
I gently scratched and scraped her clitoris with my middle finger. At this moment, Xiangxiang's breathing became noticeably rapid and heavy, accompanied by her "Ah...ah..." sounds. Water kept gushing from her vagina. I asked her, "Are you about to pee?"
She stroked my face with her left hand and said, "This isn't pee, it's the fountain of love!" As she spoke, she increased the pressure and rhythm of her right hand's grip. I couldn't help but lean onto her, pressing my right hand firmly against her clitoris. She straightened her legs, tightly clamping my right hand between them. At that moment, she seemed to stop breathing... After a while, her right hand relaxed slightly, and my penis, like a floodgate opened, suddenly gushed out streams of fluid onto her thigh. I said, "Oh no, I think I peed!"
She laughed and slapped my face, saying, "How can you be so cute and silly? That's ejaculation!"
At this point, my face must have been burning red! I felt utterly ashamed of my ignorance. She took out a handkerchief and gently wiped my penis, examining it carefully. Then, she wiped the thing on her thigh; after wiping, she rolled up the handkerchief and put it in her small pocket. By the moonlight, I could see that her face looked particularly beautiful. After a while, she said, "Alright, it's too late. If we don't go back soon, the teacher and classmates will get suspicious."
As she spoke, she kissed my lips again, her tongue licking my teeth. I said, "Let's go out again tomorrow night, okay?"
She nodded. But the next evening before dinner, I suddenly had a stomachache. The pain was so bad I was rolling around in bed, sweat pouring down my face. My teacher and classmates quickly called the village doctor, but he didn't have any good solutions. He could only give me a painkiller injection and then asked the village to find a way to take me back to the city hospital for a checkup. When Xiangxiang found out, she immediately ran over and stood by my bedside, wiping my sweat and helping the doctor with various tasks. She didn't shy away from the injection, which made my teacher and classmates keep watching her. The village decided to use a hand tractor to take me away, with the village doctor and a teacher accompanying me. Xiangxiang probably wanted to take me back too, but she opened her mouth several times without daring to say it. In the end, she watched the tractor carry me away with tears in her eyes. As the tractor turned out of the small mountain village, I saw her running far away alone, standing on the hilltop watching us go. The moon was very round and bright that night, and the mountain wind was blowing her skirt. I don't know if she was crying again... The tractor chugged to the tollbooth at the entrance to the city, where an ambulance was already waiting. When I arrived at the provincial hospital, the examination revealed acute appendicitis, requiring immediate hospitalization and surgery. However, when my family was notified, no one was home. My father was in Beijing for a meeting, my mother was abroad with a delegation, and some relatives were also in other cities. They had to contact my father, who explained that without a parent's signature, the surgery couldn't be performed. My father told the hospital to transfer me to our military hospital; he had already arranged it, and the surgery would be done immediately.
It was past 10 PM when I arrived at our military hospital. I was wheeled into a small ward with two single beds, air conditioning, a TV, a telephone, and a bathroom. I knew this was a VIP ward; the pungent smell of Lysol permeated the entire space. The quiet, white ward was only humming with the air conditioner, and the chill made me suddenly feel terrified. At that moment, I suddenly missed Xiangxiang terribly. How wonderful it would be if she were here with me!
The door opened softly, and a white shadow drifted to my bedside. Half-asleep, I thought it was Xiangxiang coming, but when I opened my eyes, I saw it was a female nurse. She was wearing a white coat, a white cap, and a large white mask that covered her entire face, leaving only her two big, dark eyes blinking at me. She said softly, "You have no one at home to take care of you, so the hospital has assigned me to take care of you. From now on, you must listen to me."
I said, "No need, I can take care of myself."
She said, "You are a special care nurse, and someone must be by your side 24 hours a day. If it weren't for the political commissar's arrangement, you wouldn't be enjoying this treatment!"
I didn't say anything. I knew that the hospital's political commissar was my father's old comrade-in-arms. She said, "Hurry up and take a shower and change your clothes. You're about to have surgery." As she spoke, she placed a set of hospital gowns on my bedside table and asked, "Does it hurt? Can you take a shower by yourself?"
I said, "It's okay, I can shower by myself."
As I was about to get out of bed, she quickly came over and helped me out of bed, helping me take off my outer clothes and pants. At this point, I was only wearing my underwear. Her hands were very soft, and as she helped me take off my clothes and pants, she kept touching my body. I've always been extremely ticklish, and wherever she touched me, I felt incredibly itchy. I wanted to laugh, but I was afraid of the pain, so I had to hold it in. When she bent down to pull down my pants, I saw the cleavage of two snow-white mounds squeezed out from the opening of her shirt. "Her breasts must be bigger and rounder than Xiangxiang's!" I thought...
At that moment, my penis involuntarily swelled up. She probably noticed my change too, her eyes fixed on that part of me... She helped me into the bathroom, saying, "Use plenty of soap to wash thoroughly, especially the important areas." Then she left the bathroom, not even closing the door. After showering, I realized that the hospital gown only included a top and pants; where were the underwear? I asked her loudly, and she said, "Don't wear underwear, just wear clothes and pants." So
I had to walk out wearing my oversized hospital gown, supporting myself against the wall. She was leaning against another bed watching TV and said, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"
I said, "It hurts a little. Has the painkiller worn off?"
She quickly came over and helped me lie down on the bed, saying, "Now we need to shave you."
I didn't know what shaving meant, so I reached for the blanket. She said, "How can you shave me with the blanket on?"
I asked, "What is shaving?"
She laughed and flicked my nose, saying, "Silly boy, it's to disinfect you."
As she spoke, she pulled down my pants. I'd only seen my private parts when my mother bathed me as a child, and even Xiangxiang hadn't managed to take them off. I'd only seen them once before, yesterday, in the dim moonlight! And now, with the fluorescent light in the room so bright, my thing instantly sprang to life! I blushed and turned my face away. She said, "What, are you shy? We haven't even started yet!"
I thought shaving was like applying alcohol or iodine to the buttocks before an injection, just a little alcohol or iodine on the lower abdomen for disinfection. But she took out a razor. I asked in surprise, "What? You're using this to make a cut?"
She laughed and bent over, saying, "How can this make a cut? This is to shave your hair down there, otherwise the incision will get infected."
I said, "Can't I not shave?"
She said, "No!" As she spoke, her left hand gently grasped my penis. Good heavens! Apart from my mother touching my penis when I was little, Xiangxiang hadn't touched it until yesterday, and today my penis was being held by another woman. That soft little hand gave me a completely different feeling than Xiangxiang's. The stimulating sensation instantly shot to the top of my head, and my penis "whooshed" and became noticeably hard and much larger. At this moment, I felt her left hand tighten its grip on my penis slightly. Then she took out a brush, dipped it in some white foamy water, and smeared it back and forth on my genitals before starting to shave my pubic hair…
My body was trembling slightly. The soft pubic hair wasn't much, but it was quite neat. But she still insisted on saying, “Oh, what a pity, you've shaved off the hair that's just grown. This is as soft and neat as a baby's lanugo. The hair that grows back later will be hard and crooked.”
My face turned red, and I didn't dare to speak. She looked at me and said, “Do you have a girlfriend?”
I said, “No.”
She asked again, “Are you 15 years old this year?”
I said, “I'm 16!”
She laughed again and said, “I'm 19 this year. I graduated from nursing school and have been here for a year. You can call me sister from now on.”
I didn't say anything. She held my penis and shook it, saying, “Call me sister?”
My stomach hurt even more when I moved, so I could only say, “Sister…”
After she finished shaving carefully, she wiped her entire lower abdomen with alcohol several times. Finally, she looked at it again and again, as if admiring her masterpiece. She let out a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, time for the next program."
"Isn't it over yet? Is there anything else that needs to be disinfected?" I asked her. With her left hand, she held my penis again and gently pulled back the foreskin. My penis looked even thicker and bigger, and it was throbbing inside. She pointed to the glans with her right hand and said, "It's right here, it's called the coronal sulcus. It's usually covered by the foreskin, and bacteria easily grow there. We need to disinfect it properly." Then she added, "Bear with it." I didn't understand what she meant. She asked, "Have you ever masturbated?"
I said, "No."
She said, "Then it will be very itchy. Let me relieve it for you first."
At that moment, I remembered that for a while, my glans was very itchy, and I couldn't help but pinch it with my hand.
Later, the foreskin retracted, and the glans was exposed, and my penis became noticeably larger. Just then, she gently grasped my coronal sulcus with her right thumb and middle finger, and pressed her index finger against my urethral opening. I immediately felt ticklish and cried out, almost jumping up. She quickly pressed me down, saying, "You little rascal, hold it in! Don't move! Relax, exhale!"
I had no choice but to relax and exhale forcefully...
After a while, she loosened her grip slightly, then tightened it again, then loosened it again. Seeing that I wasn't trembling anymore, she said, "Hold on, I'm disinfecting it for you now." Saying this, she released her right hand, picked up a piece of alcohol-soaked gauze and wrapped it around my glans, while her left hand grasped my penis. Then, she gently wiped the coronal sulcus with the gauze. I was incredibly itchy, so I had to open my mouth wide, relax, and exhale, making soft "ha, ha" sounds.
She kept reassuring me, saying, "Okay, okay, almost there... You're cooperating quite well!"
She probably does this often; her technique was very professional, and the pressure was just right, making me feel unbearably itchy yet also very comfortable. And I didn't ejaculate; only a little bit of shiny stuff squeezed out of the urethral opening. Finally, she finished wiping. Removing the gauze, she looked at my penis, which her left hand had only grasped halfway, and said, "Your little thing is quite big and pretty."
At this point, my face turned even redder. She patted my wet, glistening penis and said, "Aren't you going to go soft? Hmm, the foreskin is growing quite well, otherwise you'd have to have a circumcision." After saying that, she turned around to wash her hands and pack her things. That's when I realized she hadn't been wearing gloves!
I stared at my exposed member standing erect beneath my smooth belly, feeling a bit strange. No wonder people grow pubic hair; without it, it looks like a telephone pole, so unsightly! Sigh, for over ten years, my penis has either been too ashamed to show itself, or it's been manipulated by two women in just two days. It's like being starved in dry weather and flooded in wet weather! You know, men's penises are really strange; why do they stand up and salute when they encounter women? Right, did she masturbate me just now? I don't know, it wasn't as pleasurable as described in the books. While I was lost in thought, she came over and gently patted my erect penis, saying, "Why hasn't it gone down yet?" As she spoke, she used both hands to gently squeeze and release my penis, until it softened a bit, before helping me put on my pants and saying, "Let's go, we're going to the operating room."
The surgery went very smoothly, taking less than half an hour, setting a new record for the shortest time for similar surgeries at the hospital. I know this is entirely due to my relatively small stature, because they usually do more work for the portly leaders. The little nurse had been waiting outside the door. I was wheeled back to the ward, and everyone hurriedly lifted me onto the bed and left. Only she and I remained in the ward. She pulled over a stool and sat down in front of my bed, reaching out to stroke my hair, looking at me and gently asking, "Does it hurt?"
Only then did I notice that she had taken off her mask. She was very beautiful, with an oval face, large eyes, and arched eyebrows that looked dark and shiny against her fair and delicate face; her nose was relatively straight, and her rosy lips were slightly upturned. Short hair was tucked behind her two small ears, half of which was covered by a white hat. Seeing that I was staring at her, her face turned slightly red, and she said, "Are you sleepy? Go to sleep. I'll sleep on the other bed. If you feel uncomfortable, just call me quickly."
I looked at her, my throat a little dry. I said, "I want to drink some water."
She turned around, took a cup, mixed hot and cold water, and even poured a little on the back of her hand to test the temperature. A hand reached behind me to help me sit up, but the slightest movement sent excruciating pain through my incision, making it impossible.
She looked around and said, "You're in such a rush, you didn't even bring a spoon or straw! How are you going to drink?!"
Seeing my mouth moving dryly as I swallowed, she took a sip of water, gulped it down, and swallowed. She said, "Close your eyes, and don't open them without my permission! Open your mouth."
Not knowing what she was going to do, I obediently closed my eyes and opened my mouth. Suddenly, I felt something warm and soft squeeze into my mouth, and then a trickle of water slowly flowed onto my tongue…
Oh my god! I knew it! She had taken a mouthful of water with her own mouth and then fed it to me! This was a completely different feeling from sucking sweet potato from Xiangxiang's mouth! My unruly little thing immediately reacted and became erect. I felt the water was warm and sweet, so I swallowed it and opened my mouth again...
After a few sips, she said, "How are you? Feeling better?"
I said, "It tastes great!"
She slapped my face and said, "You little rascal! Open your eyes."
I opened my eyes and looked at her, saying, "...Sister...you're so nice..."
She looked at me and said, "Have you ever kissed a girl?"
How could I dare say I had! I said, "I'm so ugly, what girl would like me and kiss me?" But secretly I thought, "I mustn't let Xiangxiang know about this."
She said, "Silly little brother, you're not ugly, girls will like you! I like you too! You really look a lot like my little brother."
At that moment, I wanted to cry, but no tears came out. She lowered her head and stroked my head, saying, "Sleep, let me kiss you again!" As she spoke, she kissed my forehead. I felt so comfortable, so I turned my face and said, "Sister, I want you to kiss me here again..."
She laughed and said, "You little rascal!" She cupped my chin and kissed me hard on both cheeks, saying, "Okay, sleep!"
I looked at her flushed face and said, "Sister, I want to kiss you too!"
She looked at me and said, "Do you like your sister?"
I said, "Yes!"
She lowered her head and let me kiss her on both cheeks as well. As my lips touched her chubby face, my arm deliberately nudged her bulging breasts. "Satisfied now? Go to sleep, you little rascal!"
"Goodnight, sister!" I closed my eyes contentedly, my hand pressing hard on my erect penis... I don't know how much time passed, but I felt someone pressing on my stomach. "Hmm, not bad, pay attention to your diet and bowel movements."
"Yes, Director!" I groggily opened my eyes and saw a group of doctors in white coats walking towards the door. A slightly taller woman at the back said to my nurse, "Don't turn the air conditioning too cold, be careful not to catch a cold."
"Yes, Head Nurse!" my nurse replied. It was already bright outside, and several birds were chirping merrily on the branches outside the window. The soft sunlight shone through the curtains. I didn't know what time it was. The nurse returned to my bedside and, seeing that I was awake, asked, "How are you feeling?"
I said, "I'm so hungry."
She said, "Breakfast time is long past. I didn't wake you because you were sleeping so soundly. It's past nine now, time to bring some snacks."
She pressed my wrist and said, "Don't talk. Let me take your pulse and temperature first, then I'll give you food." After
recording my pulse and temperature, she said, "Everything is normal! The head doctor just came around and said the surgery went well. You can only eat liquids for now. I'll get them for you now." After saying that, she ran out the door. I took the medical record and saw her signature "English." A while later, she returned with a large pile of things. She took a glass of milk, stuck a straw in it, and held it to my lips. I said, "Sis, I want to drink it like I did last night."
She glared at me and said, "It's broad daylight, it's not good if someone sees! Come on, be good... I like you."
I had no choice but to take the glass myself and put the straw to my mouth. She broke off a piece of cake and put it in my mouth, saying, "Slow down, don't choke." As she fed me,
she said, "Didn't you eat dinner last night?" I nodded. She added, "It's a good thing you didn't eat dinner, otherwise the surgery would be a bit troublesome."
I didn't know what she meant, but she continued, "If you had eaten dinner, you would definitely have to poop today, and that would have been incredibly painful!"
After saying that, she giggled, "See, you're eating, and I'm still talking about this."
I wanted to laugh, but my incision was quite painful, so I grimaced. She put one hand under the blanket and gently pressed the gauze on my incision, asking, "Does it hurt?"
I said, "It doesn't hurt when you touch it."
She glared at me again: "You little rascal!"
After eating two large pieces of cake and two glasses of milk, I felt much better. "Sis, have you eaten?" I asked.
"Not yet, I'll eat after I've served you, my little master." As she spoke, she grabbed a piece of cake and started eating it in big bites. Watching her wolf down her food, I couldn't help but think of Xiangxiang, who would turn to the side, covering her mouth with one hand and slowly chewing sweet potatoes. "Where are you from, sister?" I asked. "Penglai, Shandong," she replied without turning her head. I said, "Oh, the place where the Eight Immortals crossed the sea?"
She said, "Yes, it's so beautiful there! I'll take you there sometime! If you're lucky, you might even see a mirage!" "
Great!" I said happily. After dinner, she helped me take my medicine, then packed my things, sat down by my bed, touched my face, and said, "Do you want to rest a little longer?"
I said, "No, I just want to talk to you for a while." "
Last night when you went for surgery, I was outside wondering how long it would take. I didn't expect you to finish so quickly." As she spoke, she put her hand under the blanket and pressed it against my incision through my pants, gently stroking it... "Last time, a high-ranking official had an appendectomy, and it took more than four hours to find the appendix. The doctor almost fainted."
Strangely enough, my incision didn't hurt as much when she touched it, but my penis immediately became erect and aroused. I suddenly had a strong urge for her hand to touch me down there, so I slipped my hand under the covers, pulled her hand over, and pressed it against my lower abdomen, saying, "Sis, it's a little bloated here."
She didn't realize my motive and simply stopped, gently massaging it, saying, "Whether the surgery is successful or not depends on how many farts you let out today."
I stared at her in surprise. She said, "If you fart, it means your intestines are clear and not knotted." As she was saying this, I actually farted. My face flushed, and I tried to quickly pull back the covers to get rid of the smell. She hurriedly pressed the covers down, saying, "Wait! Smell it, does it smell bad?"
I said, "A little."
She smelled it too and said, "It does smell a little, that's good."
"Why is it good if it smells bad?" I asked, puzzled. "Smelly means it went down from the stomach, it's smooth. If it doesn't smell, it means it's just gas from outside the large intestine, it's useless!"
Inadvertently, her hand touched my penis, hard and erect. She pressed my lower abdomen again, looked at me and said, "Do you need to pee?" I nodded. She took a urinal from under the bed and inserted it into my groin. Then she stood up and slowly pulled down my pants from both sides with both hands. She held the urinal with one hand and grabbed my penis with the other, trying to insert it into the opening. As she bent over and faced me while doing this, I could see her snow-white breasts and deep cleavage through the opening of her clothes, and my penis became even harder. I was lying down, and the urinal was lying flat, so how could my hard penis bend down?
She used her old method to soften my penis a little, and then inserted it into the urinal, making "shh, shh" sounds. I laughed and my penis went soft. I said, "I'm not a child anymore, I don't need to 'shh, shh'."
She laughed too, making a clinking sound with my penis in the urinal. After I urinated, she gently shook my penis, then carefully cleaned it and put my pants back on. She emptied the urinal, washed her hands, and came back to sit by my bedside, looking at me. She said, "Tired? Take a nap, it'll be lunchtime soon." As she spoke, she put her hand under the covers and gently pressed it against my incision.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, but my penis became a little restless again. Somehow, I drifted off to sleep again...
A few days passed like this. Under Sister Xiaoying's meticulous care, the incision healed very well and didn't hurt much anymore. I also gradually gained some weight, and with her help, I could get out of bed and walk around the room a few times. According to the doctor, if nothing unexpected happened, the stitches could be removed in seven days, and I could be discharged in ten days. It was probably the evening of the fifth day. After watching the news, we were chatting, and she naturally put her hand under my covers. This time, instead of pressing on my incision, she pulled down my pants a little, grasped my still somewhat erect penis, and said to me, "Why are you always so hard?"
I said, "I don't know, I just get hard whenever I see you, sister."
She smiled, and two light blushes appeared on her face. "You little rascal, it's a good thing you didn't run into the head nurse, otherwise you'd be in big trouble!"
"Why?" I asked. "The head nurse will make sure you can't get an erection!"
"But every time she comes, I see she's very gentle with me." I said. "That's because you haven't offended her! Wait a minute, I'll peel an apple for you and tell you a story about her." Saying that, she turned off the TV, ran to wash an apple, peeled some of the skin, and then fed me with a spoon while she started to tell me...
"Once, a company commander came to have his appendix removed, and the head nurse was instructing a trainee nurse on how to prepare his skin. As soon as the company commander saw two beautiful women, he set up his 'anti-aircraft gun,' which terrified the trainee nurse so much that she didn't know what to do. At this moment, the head nurse didn't even look at the company commander, stretched out two fingers and flicked the 'anti-aircraft gun' with a 'bang,' and the 'anti-aircraft gun' immediately fell down. The company commander never got an erection again until he was almost discharged from the hospital.
Later, the company commander went to the hospital leaders and insisted that the head nurse marry him. The leaders asked, 'Why?'"
"He said he was now a useless man and wanted the head nurse to marry him and live a life of widowhood. The hospital leaders summoned the head nurse to ask what was going on. The head nurse smiled and went to find the company commander. As soon as the company commander saw the head nurse, his face fell. The head nurse said, 'Take off your pants, let me see what's going on.' The company commander took off his pants, and his thing was limp and hanging there. The head nurse then stretched out two fingers and flicked it—'snap!'—and it immediately sprang back to life like an anti-aircraft gun!
The head nurse asked, 'Do you still want to marry me?' The company commander quickly bowed and said, 'I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!' Isn't the head nurse amazing?" "
Then why doesn't the company commander dare to marry the head nurse now?" I asked. "Does he dare? If the head nurse torments him like this every day, can he stand it?"
"Do you know how?" I asked again. "I don't, the head nurse knows acupressure! If I did, would you be so carefree?" As she said this, she giggled, and I laughed too. The incision didn't hurt so much anymore, so I could laugh a little louder.
She threw away the fruit pit, washed her hands, and then reached under the covers again. Holding my penis, she looked at me softly and asked, "Do you like me, sister?"
"Yes! Why do you keep asking me that?"
"I just like hearing your answer." With that, she gripped my erect penis tightly, her face slowly turning red again…
Later I learned that women also like to touch men's penises, just like men like to touch women's breasts. I once asked her, "Do you like looking at and playing with men's penises?" She said, "No! Those guys are usually soft and limp, like a dead mouse! But when they come alive, they're like a giant python, it's terrifying!"
I said, "Then why do you always like to grab my penis?"
She said, "You're different from them! You're usually like a little white mouse, but when you come alive, you're like a big white mouse, I just like grabbing it!"
"It's so full, I need to pee," I said. She pressed my lower abdomen and said, "I just peed after dinner, I haven't peed now."
"How often do you 'run a horse'?" (In Northern dialect, "running a horse" means nocturnal emission or masturbation, ejaculation). She asked. "I don't know," I replied. She turned around, took a few pieces of gauze, unfolded them, folded them, and put them under the blanket to cover my glans. "Come on, I'll help you get it out. Don't strain, it'll hurt the incision." As she spoke, she gently stroked my penis up and down with her hand…
My penis grew even larger as her small hands stroked it up and down. Then I saw her face turn even redder, and her eyes closed slightly. Next, she slowly bent over, resting her head on my shoulder. One of her breasts pressed against my arm, and I really wanted to cover her other breast with my other hand…
She lifted one thigh and pressed it firmly against the other, her legs trembling slightly as if she were straining. As her stroking increased in frequency, I closed my eyes too…
Suddenly, she let out a soft “Ah…”, her hand stroking my penis stopped, and her grip loosened slightly. I felt a tingling sensation on my scalp, a tightening of my anus, and my penis throbbing as it ejaculated…
I felt that this ejaculation was completely different from the one on Xiangxiang's thighs. This time, I truly experienced the feeling described in books! I knew that this time I had been masturbated by Sister Xiaoying, but I loved the feeling of being masturbated by her! If only she could help me masturbate like this every day!
At that moment, I felt a sharp pain in my incision, so I closed my eyes and endured it for a while. She sat up, saw that I seemed to be asleep, and gently lifted the blanket slightly to look inside. She busied herself with her hands below me for a while, then gently pulled my pants up, covered me with the blanket, and tiptoed into the bathroom…
I don't know how much time passed, but I felt a bloating in my lower abdomen. I turned my head; Sister Xiaoying's bed was empty, and I heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. "Sister…" I called softly. There was no response, so I called out again, "Sister..."
"Yes!" Sister Xiaoying replied, "What is it?" The sound of water was noticeably quieter. "I need to pee."
"Wait a minute, I'll be right there!" Sister Xiaoying ran over, wearing only a bath towel tied under her armpit. She was about to get a urinal when I said, "My butt is a little numb, I want to get out of bed and walk around a bit, then go to the bathroom to pee."
She quickly came over and helped me off the bed. I pressed my right hand against the incision, and put my left arm around her left shoulder. Her shoulder was smooth and still wet. I deliberately walked slowly, wanting to hold and caress her a little longer. She grabbed the back of my hand on her shoulder with her left hand, and put her right arm around my waist, saying, "Slow down, slow down, be careful not to slip!"
Standing in front of the toilet, she helped me take off my pants, holding them up with her right arm, and with her left hand, she held my penis towards the toilet bowl, and started "shh, shh..." again. I finished urinating with her in my arms, and she shook my penis off before bending down to help me pull up my pants…
Somehow, the towel wrapped around her suddenly came loose and slipped down. She cried out, “Ouch!” and tried to press the towel down. Because she was bent over, with her right hand still around me and pulling up my pants, her left hand only held the towel to her genitals, while the rest of the towel hung down, revealing her smooth back and her buttocks sticking out towards me.
My left hand was still on her left shoulder, and my erect penis was pressing against her plump, round buttocks. That feeling is something I will never forget! My right hand naturally went to her right shoulder, and she cried out, “Little brother!” (Please forgive me for using “little brother” to replace my name here). Her right hand then released my pants, which slipped to the ground. At this point, my lower body was completely naked, and she grabbed my penis, which was pressing hard against her buttocks. That moment felt like an eternity…
My hands, seemingly without much effort, lifted her up to face me. Her eyes were closed, her face flushed with embarrassment, so beautiful. One hand still covered her genitals with a towel, the other hand still gripped my penis, trembling slightly. Only now, for the first time, did I truly see Xiaoying's breasts clearly. Those two snow-white breasts were round and plump, like two little white rabbits lying quietly on my chest. The two erect nipples were red, like the two tender red eyes of little white rabbits gazing at me. I couldn't help but stroke those two little white rabbits, and those nipples, like rabbit mouths, playfully scratched my palms, making me feel a tingling, itchy sensation! So itchy!
My hands trembled violently, afraid that the little white rabbits would be frightened and run away. Slowly, she gripped my penis and pulled my body forward, her left hand, still covered with the towel, moving from her genitals to my buttocks. I reached my hands behind her back and embraced her, her full, firm breasts pressed tightly against my chest!
I didn't know if my heart was still beating; the whole world was so quiet. She pressed her lips to mine, her tongue prying open my teeth and swirling inside, our tongues intertwining in a kiss for a while. She rested her head on my shoulder, her breath tickling my neck, and my penis seemed to harden even more. I was at a loss, not knowing what to do. She held me close, softly calling out, "Little brother, little brother..."
I responded softly, "Sister, sister..." my hands haphazardly stroking her smooth back and buttocks...
Suddenly, I felt a tickle on the head of my penis, as if I had rubbed against her pubic hair, and then it slowly slid down... stopping above her shimmering vulva, where she gently held my penis against her clitoris. I remembered Xiangxiang telling me that it was the clitoris. She held my penis and gently rubbed and rotated the glans against her clitoris. It itched so much that I involuntarily hugged her buttocks tightly. Her vulva was constantly gushing water, making my glans wet too. After some time, her body slowly stiffened and trembled, and she made a sound of "Ah...ah..." She hugged me tighter and rotated my penis faster. I closed my eyes and hugged her tightly, my thighs tightened, and my penis couldn't help but ejaculate in spurts...
She quickly used a bath towel to wipe my glans from below her vulva upwards, catching all my semen on the towel. She hugged me tightly again. After a while, she pressed me onto the toilet and said, "Little brother, sit still, I'll wash."
With that, she stepped into the bathtub, rinsed her vulva with the showerhead, and then carefully washed the semen off the towel. As she bent over, her drooping breasts appeared larger and rounder, and her snow-white cleavage looked even more beautiful. I watched her do these things in a daze. With her back to me, she said, "Thank goodness it didn't go in! If I got pregnant, the army would definitely prosecute me, and my life would be over!"
Only then did I realize that my penis hadn't actually penetrated her vagina. Although I had ejaculated, did that count as intercourse? I didn't know. But I did know that female soldiers in the army were often sent home crying after being discharged. Then, she washed herself again and wrapped herself in a clean towel. She then stepped out of the bathtub, helped me stand up, and carefully washed my sleeping little white mouse clean with a wet towel. She smacked it and said, "You naughty thing!"
I said, "Sis, don't you like it?"
She glared at me without saying a word, helped me put on my pants, and helped me lie down on the bed. She bent down to look at me, gently pinched my cheek, and said, "How can you be so annoying!" Then she kissed me. "Okay, go to sleep! I'm exhausted!"
I hugged her neck and kissed her cheek, saying, "Sis, I love you!" I then rubbed her breasts a few times through the bath towel. She slapped my face and said, "You little rascal! You're so sweet-talking. Close your eyes!"
That sleep, in my memory, was the sweetest I've ever had! When I woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day. After dinner, Sister Xiaoying helped me take a walk in the yard. Looking at the western sky, it looked like a group of naughty children had set it ablaze, burning it bright red. Even the wind blowing in her face carried a hint of warmth. She hummed softly, "...The evening breeze draped the sunset over my shoulders, and a short flute is playing... So much loneliness and sorrow, all drifted away with the evening breeze, forgotten on the country lanes!"
"Thump..." I promptly provided accompaniment, and she laughed, playfully punching me, then continued humming, "The evening breeze gently caresses Penghu Bay, white waves chase the sandy beach... On the beach at dusk, two and a half pairs of footprints remain..."
"Penghu Bay, Penghu Bay, Grandma's Penghu Bay..." I hummed along with her, "So many of my childhood fantasies reside there..."
"Sister, can I stay with you forever?" I suddenly asked. She stopped and looked at me for a long time before saying, "Silly brother, don't talk nonsense. You'll have to go to university and work in the future; you'll have your own life path. I'll get married and change careers; I'll also have my own life to live."...
"Sister, can we be together?"...
"Silly brother, I'm content with your thoughts." She lowered her head, her voice a little choked up. "Remember, you must come to see your sister often!"
"Yes, I will!" I nodded firmly. Actually, I didn't understand anything back then. I thought she would say things like in movies or books: that I'm older than you, that your family is too picky, that I'm not good enough for you, and so on. But she didn't say that, although she might have thought those things in her heart. She looked around to make sure no one was there, then hugged me tightly and kissed my face repeatedly. I felt my face was wet; I didn't know if it was her tears or mine. "Go back, get some rest tonight; you need to get your stitches removed tomorrow," my sister said, cupping my face.
Back in the room, as she undressed me and washed my body, the scene from last night flashed before my eyes. I hugged her tightly, but she slapped my hand away, saying, "Don't be silly! Be careful not to get the gauze wet and cause infection!"
I thought she was angry, so I didn't dare to be silly anymore. But when I saw the cleavage peeking out of her shirt, my unruly member stood up again. She sighed and shook her head. She had no choice but to hold my penis in one hand and carefully wipe my body with a towel in the other. After helping me onto the bed, she sat on the edge of the bed, watching me intently. I wanted to pull her hand under the covers, but she shook her head and said firmly, "Not tonight. You must sleep well and get enough rest so the stitches can be removed tomorrow. My dear little brother, I love you!"
Seeing that I wouldn't close my eyes, she touched my face with one hand, gently pulling down my eyelids while patting my shoulder softly with the other, humming a slow, rhythmic hum…
Thinking back to this, my eyes welled up with tears. Are women born with a maternal instinct? And this maternal love is so vast and boundless! A tear dripped into the crack of my keyboard, like a grain of salt pressed into my incision. The next morning, the stitches were removed very smoothly. The tender flesh at the incision and stitches was light red; my sister said, "It looks like a red silkworm sleeping there."
In the afternoon, she forced me to sleep again, coaxing me to sleep just like the night before, only waking me up at dinner time. I was so puzzled as to why she always made me sleep, while she herself seemed to never need sleep.
Whenever I opened my eyes, she was always busy, how could she always have so much energy?!
After dinner, she still habitually helped me take a walk. I told her some jokes, and sometimes she laughed so hard she bent over. I saw those familiar yet unfamiliar little white rabbits peeking out of her shirt. It was late when we returned to the small ward. She pulled down my pants, looked at the incision, and said, "Tonight, you can take a shower."
"Sister, can you help me wash?" I pleaded, blushing. "Then you have to listen to me."
"Sister, when have I ever disobeyed you?" I exclaimed happily. She went over, locked the door, helped me into the bathroom, stripped me naked, helped me into the bathtub, adjusted the hot and cold water, and had me stand under the showerhead, leaning against the wall. At that moment, my penis was already pointing straight ahead.
Suddenly, she gently hugged me from behind. I cried out, "Ouch!" She had quietly undressed and entered from behind me. In
that instant, the earth seemed to stop turning! The moment her nipples touched my back, I felt a jolt of electricity, followed by being swallowed by a huge wave of breasts. Her full breasts rubbed against my back, her pubic hair brushed against my buttocks, stimulating every nerve ending. I wanted to turn around, but she kissed my back, pressed her face against mine, and asked, "Do you like me?" As she spoke, she gripped my erect penis tightly with both hands. "I love it!" I shouted back. Water splashed down on us. She gently turned me around, cupped my face in her hands and kissed me, while my hands kneaded and squeezed her breasts. She slowly pressed my head between her breasts, and before I could even get a good look at the cleavage I had longed for, I was already "mmm, mmm..." sucking my lips on her snow-white breasts. One hand gripped my penis and rotated it against her clitoris, while the other hand supported my ammunition pouch. I held her two adorable little breasts in my hands, examining them carefully, then kissing and licking them to my heart's content! She closed her eyes, tilted her head back slightly, and thrust her chest forward. Water splashed on her face, creating even more tiny droplets.
She lifted one leg and placed it on the edge of the bathtub, then slowly pressed me down to sit. With one hand, she parted the door to her paradise, and instantly, the entire interior of this paradise unfolded before my eyes! "The Peach Blossom Pool is a thousand feet deep, but it cannot compare to my sister's love for me!" I couldn't help but say, and my sister gently patted my head.
I looked closely at her there; her pubic hair was smoothed and lay flat by the water, her labia majora were full and raised, her labia minora were slightly red and swollen due to engorgement, and her vagina was flowing with clear, slightly whitish fluid. The bright red opening was smooth and delicate, and the urethral opening at the tip of her clitoris was slightly open, the protruding clitoris like a budding flower. I couldn't help but gently tease my sister's bud. With one hand, she pulled my thumb and pressed it against her bud, while with the other hand, she gently moved my middle finger in and out of her peach blossom cave. At this moment, my penis was hard and swollen!
I remembered the descriptions in the book. I parted her labia with both hands and gently licked her clitoris with my tongue. She trembled violently with a "Ah..." and pressed her hands against the top of my head, her fingers digging deep into my hair. As my tongue expanded its reach, more fluid flowed from her vulva, her legs trembled more violently, and her head tilted back even more forcefully. My penis throbbed, as if ready to ejaculate at any moment.
Suddenly, she let out an "Ah..." and pressed my head down hard with both hands, pressing my face tightly against her gushing vulva...
Just as I felt like I was about to suffocate, my sister pulled me up, and I gasped for breath. She grabbed my penis with one hand and pulled it forward, while the other hand gripped my buttocks and pressed down hard... I heard her whisper, "Little brother...!" I felt my penis enter a warm, slippery nest of flesh.
It felt like something was stuck in the coronal sulcus, a painful yet itchy sensation… At that moment, my sister trembled and hugged me tightly, kissing my lips forcefully… I felt a salty liquid flow into my mouth. I opened my eyes and saw my sister's face covered in tears. Looking down, I saw red liquid flowing down our legs. I was terrified and cried out, "Sister, where's the blood?" My sister just held me quietly, trembling. I was so scared that I held her tightly, afraid to move. After a while, my sister said, "Little brother, move a little."
I didn't know how to move, so she hugged me and said, "Move back and forth like this."
I started moving my body back and forth, and my glans felt like it was twitching in warm soapy water. After twitching for a while, I felt like something was biting my glans, and another painful yet itchy sensation shot straight to the top of my head. Suddenly, my penis twitched uncontrollably… My sister hugged me even tighter!
At that moment, I realized that my sister and I had experienced a turning point in our lives, completed a great historical mission. And we entered standing up!
After a while, my sister slowly pulled me away. She plopped down on the edge of the bathtub and rinsed her genitals with the showerhead. The red and white discharge gradually faded with the water, and her vulva regained its fresh red color.
Then, my sister carefully washed my penis. I touched my sister's shoulder and asked, "Sister, will you get pregnant?"
My sister shook her head and said, "No, today is my safe period."
I watched as my sister's fingers gently cleaned my glans, and suddenly a very itchy feeling stimulated me again, and my penis became erect again. My sister gripped my penis tightly with both hands, rinsed it with water, and then put her mouth on my glans...
I let out a soft "Oh..." as my hard penis seemed to melt, the head sinking into a warm, fleshy nest! My hands pressed firmly against her swollen breasts, my index and middle fingers pinching her firm nipples. She sucked on my glans for a while, gently moving it back and forth. Then she pulled it out and licked it carefully. Her tongue, like a thousand tiny bristles, tingled and itched intensely on the tender skin of my glans!
I cried out, "Ah..." My red penis spurted out streams of white semen like a fire extinguisher, hitting her mouth and chin. The white semen flowed down her chin and onto her prominent breasts. She held my glans and used it to spread the semen evenly across her breasts. At that moment, the scene described in the book flashed through my mind again. I don't know if my sister had read that book, but how could she know to do this? I didn't dare ask her. Seeing that the jet had stopped ejaculating, she kissed the glans and the nozzle, then rinsed the glans with water. Finally, she rinsed her mouth and stood up. We hugged tightly again, our lips pressed together.
The splashing water couldn't separate us. After a while, she looked at my incision and said, "It's okay, no problem. You must be exhausted after ejaculating twice."
I shook my head. "Let me wash you clean and go to sleep quickly. I was worried you hadn't slept enough today."
Only then did I understand my sister's good intentions—why she insisted I get enough sleep that afternoon! A surge of emotion welled up inside me, and I hugged her tightly, kissing her, saying, "Sister, you're so good!"
She carefully washed me, dressed me, and told me to go back to bed, but I refused. I wanted to watch her shower.
Watching my sister bathe was such a wonderful and beautiful experience. When her hands touched her breasts, the breasts and nipples would always stubbornly spring back, creating a beautiful picture. That night, I kept dreaming of colorful water splashing on my sister's cute little white rabbit and her beautiful peach blossom garden, and I kept feeling my glans still soaking in warm soapy water... On
the morning of my discharge, Xiangxiang came. My sister carefully examined Xiangxiang, her expression no less than that of my mother when she first saw my girlfriend years later. Xiangxiang's face turned red. Xiangxiang also secretly looked at Xiaoying. I don't know what it feels like for beautiful women to look at each other. I introduced Xiangxiang to Xiaoying: "This is my classmate Xiangxiang, a good friend!" Then I introduced Xiaoying to Xiangxiang: "This is my nurse, Xiaoying, a good sister!"
Xiaoying pulled Xiangxiang aside to whisper. Later, I asked them separately what they talked about, but neither of them told me. Later, I gradually understood that there are too many secrets between women that we men can never know or understand. After thanking the hospital's political commissar, director, head nurse, doctors, and nurses one by one, I was about to get into the car when Sister Xiaoying came over with Xiangxiang. Sister Xiaoying looked at me without saying a word, her eyes red as she kept waving at me. I knew what she wanted to say to me, so I said loudly, "Sister Xiaoying, I will never forget you, I will come back to see you often!"
Sister Xiaoying covered her mouth and cried. The car drove away, and Xiangxiang quietly held my hand. The experiences of the past ten days flashed through my mind, and I suddenly had a feeling of "once you've seen the ocean, other waters are nothing." Oh, the hazy years, the hazy me...
[The End]
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