My sister did this to me three times. (839826947)

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839826947 I was

seventeen when I was in my first year of high school. My neighbor, a girl two years older than me, was a senior. Since we went to
the same school and lived on the same floor, we knew each other well, and I went to her house almost every day. We called her Meili (Beautiful)
. She was very tall, about 1.7 meters, and incredibly beautiful and charming. From the day she moved in, I was
captivated , always fantasizing about being with her and living happily ever after.

One day, I went to see her as usual. The door opened, and I froze:

A woman, probably around 18 (I later learned she was 21), opened the door. She was very
alluring, with large, sparkling eyes that shone with a captivating light.

She asked me in a magnetic, slightly husky voice, "Who are you looking for?"

I stood there, staring at her, speechless.

She asked again, "Who are you looking for?"

My mind went blank. I wanted to say I was looking for Meili, but my mouth wouldn't cooperate; I couldn't utter a sound
. I just stared blankly at her. (Looking back, I was stunned. I had never
seen such a beautiful woman before. Not only was Meili incomparable, but even the vulgar, heavily made-up women on TV
couldn't compare. I was very young then and didn't know how to pretend; I just stood there dumbfounded.) I was sweating profusely with nervousness,
but I couldn't utter a single word. My throat made a gurgling sound, but I couldn't even hear it myself…

"Hey, child, who are you looking for?"

Just as I stood there, frozen in place, drenched in sweat, Meili came out from behind the door: "Ahem… He's looking for
me. Come in!"

I learned from Meili that she was Meili's older sister, working out of town and back on vacation. That day, when I
was with Meili, I was always absent-minded, my eyes constantly glancing towards her older sister's room. From then on, I could never forget
her; her image was constantly on my mind

… From the gossip of the neighbors, I learned that she had been pregnant, had an abortion, and her workplace found out. Her
boyfriend (a party member from the same workplace) couldn't bear the pressure and committed suicide. She had taken a long leave and returned to hide. My thoughts
began to wander aimlessly again: from pregnancy to abortion, all the way to the even more alluring
act that led to this outcome, finally settling on her slightly upturned buttocks. I realized that she was not only beautiful and charming
, but also had a fantastic figure—the mature figure of a woman who had been with a man, as children would say.

From then on, I frequented Meili's house even more often, especially when Meili wasn't there. Meili was
a senior and had to prepare for college entrance exams, so she had tutoring every day and wouldn't be home until 5:30. As soon as I got out of school in the afternoon, I
was eager to go home. Because the adults were at work during the day, it was just the
two of us for several hours in the afternoon, and we gradually became more and more familiar with each other.

We went to see a movie together. I was very young then, and didn't understand anything. I just knew I liked her and wanted to be close to
her, but I had no idea how to do it. Plus, I especially admired her (I practically considered her
a goddess), so I never dared to, and never would, make a move, and therefore there was no real progress.

Then, taking advantage of the darkness in the movie theater, I mustered up my courage and quietly, gently, placed my hand
in . My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it myself, and I had no idea what was happening in the movie
! I was panicked, scared, and excitedly anticipating what was to come (I was prepared to get slapped
; I didn't
know . That feeling of utter helplessness is something adults today don't experience anymore; that feeling was truly
exhilarating)... But

she seemed completely unaware that my hand was on hers, showing no reaction whatsoever. My
heart gradually calmed down, and my courage slowly grew. I began to gently stroke her
hand, leaning closer to her. Without my noticing, she had quietly grasped my hand. When I
realized it, you can imagine how excited I was! That feeling, that pure affection, was something
I could never experience again… (So she liked me too!)

Finally, my hand rested on her thigh, gently stroking it. Even though her pants covered it, I
could still feel its smoothness, its roundness, its softness… I was thrilled, I was intoxicated…

She didn't stop me; she just sat quietly, letting my hand caress her
intoxicatingly beautiful thigh, a place that made it impossible not to make a mistake. And that was the end of it for me. At my age, this
was already a limitation of my understanding.

Although the movie outing didn't lead to anything substantial, it brought us closer.
In other words , from then on, there was no distance between us, and rubbing against each other became commonplace.

Finally, one day, we were lying in bed reading (since the movie, we had
become very close, and reading in her double bed was a casual thing to do. She was reading *Dream of the Red Chamber*, and I was reading *
Journey to the West*, completely different interests).

She leaned over and asked me, "Do you understand what this passage means?"

Of course, I didn't understand what that passage meant, so she explained it to me, making me blush and
feel incredibly embarrassed.

"Oh! You're blushing? Let your older sister see."

Her words made me even more embarrassed, with nowhere to hide. She embraced me, gently lifting my
head so my face was facing hers, and softly, so softly, kissed my cheek. A wave of happiness washed over me
; my heart pounded. I was so excited, so happy…

I nestled quietly in her arms, letting her kiss me, letting her caress me. How
wonderful, how intoxicating! From the bottom of my heart, I cried out: "Oh God, I finally know what happiness is!
This is the happiness I've longed for, the happiness I've dreamed of!" (My age at that time meant this feeling was
the most intoxicating moment of my life.)

Slowly, slowly, she kissed my lips. I naturally opened my mouth, responding to her kiss.
(Although I was still young, it seemed that I knew it on my own without being taught. Was it a natural reaction?) As I kissed
, my body began to heat up, and I felt a little change, but I didn't know what the change was (
at that time didn't understand that there was movement down there). I just felt so beautiful, so hot, so restless, and so wanting (I didn't know
what to think, I just thought aimlessly).

She sensed my agitation and took the opportunity to pull me even tighter, essentially holding me completely in her arms
. This brought me to her chest, the soft flesh against her skin giving me an unprecedented shock.
My thoughts were no longer my own; everything felt weightless, and my reactions became purely
instinctive (because everything was beyond my comprehension; I had no idea what was going to happen, and what was happening
was something I had never experienced before. It was like a sudden, overwhelming influx of new knowledge; my mind
couldn't process this sudden surge of new information, and my brain began to stop working. But my instincts didn't
stop ; they began to replace thought in influencing my actions).

In fact, by this time, my penis was already quite erect, but I didn't realize it or understand it;
I just felt restless and wanted to press against that soft flesh

… She noticed my reaction and pressed her breasts against me forcefully: "Do you like it?" I
nodded , and she grabbed my hand and placed it on her breast. Good heavens! My head buzzed. I'd
never experienced anything like this before. My hands trembled as I touched her breasts.

"No, silly, you have to rub them, rub them gently." She said, unbuttoning her shirt and unhooking
her bra . I could now directly touch her alluring breasts. They weren't large, but very soft, and the feel sent a
jolt through me. This was the first time in my life I'd ever touched a woman's breasts. I'll never forget that intense jolt, and the
restlessness I felt intensified.

Her hand moved to my crotch: "Oh my...it's so big, um..."

Suddenly, I understood why I felt so agitated. I was so ashamed, I didn't know where to put my face. I let out
a soft moan and buried my head in her chest: "Mmm..." My face was pressed against her breasts; that softness, that
scent, intoxicated me... I felt an indescribable sensation down there (today we know it's
impulsiveness, but back then I didn't understand), and I felt her hand was so comfortable.

Her hand was still there: "So big! I'm so embarrassed, aren't you ashamed? Hmm~" Her
words made my face flush, my heart race, and my ears burn, but my penis only got harder.

"Oh! It's getting harder and harder, like an iron rod. What do you want to do? Hmm~" I had no
idea what I wanted to do, because my mind had long since stopped. I was just instinctively willing for her to touch me, finding it comfortable.
As for it getting bigger, that wasn't something I wanted; it was just a primal bodily reaction.

Her hand continued to rub and knead below, making my penis thick and large. My whole body was already
limp, all my consciousness focused on that one spot. The only feeling was comfort, the
desire for it not to stop, the urge to continue—in today's terms, "amazing."

"Oh dear! How come so much has leaked? You're all soaking wet!"

I looked down and saw a large wet patch on my pants, about the size of a duck egg. I was terrified, thinking I had peed (
now we know it was pre-ejaculate, I think it's called prostaglandins, whatever).

"Shame on you, shame on you!" she said as she unzipped my pants. I was so ashamed I couldn't look at her. She

slowly pulled down my pants and started stroking my genitals with her hand, again and again. Oh my god! It felt so good
, I'd never felt anything like it before, it was unbearable.

"DouDou, do you like your older sister?" I nodded, and she grabbed my hand and placed it on her genitals.

Oh my god! There, there, there, it was wet! Her crotch was completely damp. I thought she
had peed too, but I really liked her. I didn't care if her pee was dirty or not; I just thought it was beautiful
: even her pee was for me to touch.

"Mmm... Dou Dou, you're making me feel so bad, oh... mmm... mmm..."

I was confused. Why was she feeling bad? What did that mean? I didn't understand. I just kept
touching her, rubbing against her crotch.

"Dou Dou, Dou Dou, put it inside, okay? Oh... oh..."

"What do you mean, put it inside?" I asked.

"Your hand, your hand." Saying that, she unzipped her pants and put my hand inside.

When I touched it, it was soft, wet, and sticky. My whole body froze.
Everything that had happened today had been so overwhelming; I couldn't process so many new sensations and new knowledge. My
mind was a mess, yet I was also extremely excited. All I knew was that I was touching my older sister's genitals,
and there was some urine.

I really wanted to take my hand out and smell it to see if the urine smelled pungent (I'd never thought about smelling it before
, so I didn't know if urine really smelled pungent; actually, it wasn't urine, but water), but I didn't dare. I just
kept touching it, touching those soft little fleshy parts. I had no idea what they were (the labia).

"Oh... um... oh... um..." My older sister's voice was trembling, which excited me greatly,
and naturally, I got hard.

"Ah...ah...DouDou, a little lower...hey...hey...lower still...yes, yes,
right there put it in, put it in, put your finger in...ah~~ah...oh dear~~I can't take it anymore,
oh dear...I can't take it~ anymore..."

I put my finger into my older sister's hole. It was sticky, wet, and full of water. My older sister was
incredibly .

My older sister, panting heavily, asked me, "DouDou~~do you like your older sister?" I nodded emphatically.

"Do you miss your older sister?" I nodded again (actually, at that time, I didn't understand that "miss" had another
meaning ).

"Are you willing to be with your older sister?" I nodded.

“Speak, don’t just nod.”

I said, “I’m willing.”

“Really willing?”

“Yes.”

“No regrets?”

“No.”

“Really no regrets?”

“Really no regrets!”

After hearing my firm answer (actually, I didn’t understand the meaning of these answers at the time
; it was just a heartfelt willingness to be together forever, without knowing what was about to happen), the older sister turned
to the side, grabbed my penis, and stroked it up and down. It was already quite large, making it even harder
.

The older sister pulled down her pants, turned around, and lay on top of me, asking, “You really love me? Really no regrets?”
"Really?"

I said, "Really, I really like it." (At that moment, I felt so comfortable with my older sister's breasts pressing against me. I
felt so happy and beautiful being pressed down by her.)

My older sister's hand was stroking my penis again. Then she bent over, straightened my penis,
and then lowered her body. I felt my penis being enveloped by something, which felt incredibly comfortable (of course, that's when my older sister was fucking me
).

"Ah...ah...ouch..." My older sister was on top of me, moving up and down, fucking me
all the way in with each thrust. My whole body was stiff, and the only thing I did instinctively was to thrust upwards with all my might. I didn't understand anything about
penetration or coordination; I just desperately pushed upwards. (Thinking about it today, the feeling of being fucked was really wonderful. I
wasn't actually raped, but at least I was seduced.)

"Oh...oh...bean...bean...you're so big!" "Oh... Big sister, it feels so good..."

I've never even been the one doing the fucking, let alone being fucked. How could I withstand Big sister
fucking me so hard? The stimulation was too intense, and being a virgin, my genitals were extremely sensitive. Within minutes,
I couldn't take it anymore: "Ah... Ah... Big sister... Big sister... I... I... I can't take it anymore... I...
I'm coming..."

"No, no, you can't be so fast..." But I had already ejaculated...

Big sister was disappointed, lying on top of me, motionless. I knew I had done something wrong (strange,
how could I know I had done something wrong at that time? Maybe it was instinct), and I didn't dare move. After a long time, Big sister finally climbed
off and lay down beside me... (Actually, it felt good to have Big sister on top of me; I wanted her

to stay on top of me, and I didn't feel heavy.)

"Dou Dou, do you hate Big sister?" “

I don’t hate you.” I leaned my head closer and kissed my older sister’s face.

“You’re such a silly child!” my older sister said with emotion, affectionately stroking my head.

I looked at my older sister blankly and gently kissed her: “Big sister, I love you!”

“Silly boy, I’m seven years older than you!”

“I don’t care, I love you!” (At that age, I didn’t really understand what love was; I just
thought that was “love.”)

My older sister was clearly not satisfied. She continued to touch my penis with her hand, even though it was already limp, she
still relentlessly rubbed it.
So, we lay on the bed, talking, for about an hour, and my penis
became aroused again under her constant work. “DouDou, it’s big again.” "I buried my face in her chest, kissing
her neck, feeling so ashamed. I longed for her so much; I was content no matter how I kissed her.

Her hands continued working, and soon my penis swelled and hardened again. My older sister kissed me: '
DouDou , do you want more?'

I kissed her back and said, 'Yes.' This time I clearly understood what 'want' meant, and I clearly
knew what I wanted. And this time I truly 'wanted' it, unlike last time when I was fucked
without really knowing what was happening.

'Really want it?'

'Yes.'" "I kissed my older sister again, encouraging her. Actually, she had wanted to for a while.

My older sister rolled over and climbed on top of me again, sticking her butt out, continuing to stroke my penis with her hand and
straightening it. This time she wasn't as impatient as before, but slowly, slowly lowered her buttocks, inching her way
onto my penis.

This time, I knew how to enjoy it. As she slowly slid her way onto me, I slowly enjoyed the comfort,
that comfort slowly, slowly developing downwards, until she completely engulfed me. We both gasped for
breath until we both let out a long sigh: 'Mmm…'

'So comfortable, DouDou, are you comfortable?'

I quickly said: 'Comfortable, extremely comfortable!'

'Do you want your older sister to fuck you?'

I said: 'Yes, yes, extremely willing!' '

Then I'm going to fuck you?'" "

I sobbed, 'I'm waiting...that's my happiest moment.'"

"Oh~~ DouDou, you have to hold back this time!" she said, and started moving,
thrusting into . The feeling was so wonderful; even today, I can't help but say: being fucked feels so good!

"Ah... DouDou~~so big!" "Ah...so deep, oh...it feels so good..."

This time, because I had already ejaculated once, it wasn't so easy to come again. Plus, my lower body
wasn't as sensitive as before, so I felt like I could still hold on. However, I still didn't know how to cooperate or use
techniques, and I just kept pushing upwards, desperately trying to hold on.

"Oh...I can't take it anymore...it feels so good, oh...so good..." she said, suddenly straightening
up . That is, she had been lying on top of me, but now she was riding on top of me, thrusting into
me hard from above and below. I felt so good being fucked by her (this is a modern word; I didn't know the word "good" back then).

And so, she rode on top of me, fucking me hard, each time going all the way in (I was really afraid she would break my
penis ). Not long after, she couldn't take it anymore.

“Ah…I want…I want…Bean…Bean…Harder…I can’t take it anymore…I, I
…Oh…” As she was fucking me, she suddenly collapsed on top of me, hugging me tightly, kissing me haphazardly, and even
biting me randomly: “Harder…Harder…You must hold back…Ah…Ah…” She thrust harder
and harder, fucking me more fiercely.

I couldn’t withstand such a fierce woman, and I felt I couldn’t hold back any longer…Just then,
she suddenly stiffened, holding me tightly as if she wanted to strangle me, motionless: “Ah…Ah…
I…I…I can’t take it anymore, I…want…”

At that moment, I couldn’t hold back any longer, “Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft,” I ejaculated all over her…

“What? You came again?” I nodded. It seemed to her as if I should endure it. Did she
want more?
My experience of being seduced (Part 4)

She lay quietly on top of me for a long time. Finally, we both slowly recovered. She gently kissed
my face: "Dou Dou, I'm sorry... Dou Dou, you don't hate me, do you?"

I was startled and stared at her with question marks in my eyes.

"Silly child, don't you really understand what your older sister is saying?" I shook my head, waiting for her to answer herself:
"Sigh, you really are a silly child!"

I still didn't understand what was going on: "What's wrong, older sister?"

"Don't you really hate your older sister?"

I laughed: "What's wrong with you, older sister? I love you so much, how could I hate you?"

"Silly child, you really don't understand?"

"Don't understand what?" I was a little confused too, my heart started pounding.

She continued kissing me and said: "You didn't hate me for having sex with you?"

My heart settled back down, and I kissed her sweetly: "My silly older sister, how could I hate you?
I'm willing to be fucked by you!" I smiled and continued kissing her.

She suddenly froze, her beautiful, captivating eyes widening as she stared at me, as if I were some rare
animal: "What did you say?"

I repeated myself: "I said, I want you to fuck me!"

The older woman stood there, stunned, looking at me and saying: "Are you stupid?"

I laughed and said: "Am I stupid? Because I love you, of course I want you to fuck me, especially since you
fuck me so well!"

Seeing that I was being unreasonable and illogical, the older woman simply stopped talking to me, shaking her
head helplessly: "You're such a silly child, you'll understand later." (Today we know that she felt a little guilty because she had taken my
virginity. At the time, I didn't understand, and was even smug about being fucked!)

We got up and washed ourselves thoroughly (back then, unlike now, we had to fill a basin with cold water and then
add hot water from a thermos). My older sister changed the sheets and threw them into the basin, which took more than half an hour. Then,
clean and tidy, we lay back down on the clean bed with the freshly changed sheets and continued chatting.

"Dou Dou, do you really like your older sister?" she asked, hugging me.

"Of course, she's my goddess." Saying this, I leaned in and kissed her beautifully. Looking back now
, I was truly intoxicated at the time, thinking it was the greatest happiness in my life.

I gazed at my goddess with admiration, my eyes filled with love, kissing her endlessly. But strangely enough
, no matter how much I kissed her, it never seemed enough. A surge of love overflowed from my heart, and
nestled sweetly in my older sister's arms, I wished I could just melt into her body and never be separated from her.

Seeing my blissful expression, my older sister said, "Dou Dou, are you really that happy to be with me?"

I nodded, "Yes."

She touched my face and asked, "Are you willing to make me comfortable?"

"Of course, I'll do anything to make you happy." (Young people are always like this
, making promises without considering the consequences.)

She kissed me and said, "But some things are a little difficult."

I gazed at her adoringly, "Don't worry, as long as you're happy, I'm willing to do anything, no matter how difficult."

"Really?"

"Of course, really." I said, softly kissing her neck, "Big sister, don't you know
how much love you? I'll do anything to make you happy, to satisfy you."

"Big sister, I'm yours, you can have me do whatever you want."

"Big sister, I belong to you. Do whatever you want, as long as you like." I

repeated

this over and over, tirelessly expressing my loyalty, afraid that my sister wouldn't believe my deep
affection for her. (Children don't really understand much, but at that time and place, I truly believed it was my whole life.
Today, adults shouldn't laugh at children who don't understand the ways of the world. In other words, children are pure and innocent
, without the many worries and thoughts of adults.)

Because of my congenital disability (I'm 7 years younger than her), I always felt that she didn't believe in my devotion, that I was just talking nonsense
like a child, just for fun. So I did my best to tell her about my
"loyalty to the Party" (I was educated by the Party from a young age and had a deeply ingrained orthodox moral view. I felt from
the bottom of that I couldn't play with women and that matters between the sexes had to be taken seriously, for fear of being misunderstood. Little did I know that I was
being played, yet I kept expressing my true feelings to the person who was playing with me).

"DouDou is so good, your older sister really likes you." She said, kissing me as she spoke. I felt a sweet warmth in my heart
, a happy smile spreading across my face...

My older sister continued to stroke me: "DouDou, did it feel good just now?"

I nodded deeply and whispered, "Yes."

"Want more?"

I nodded again, burying my face shyly in the crook of her neck... (If it were today, I might say
no, but back then, a child like me didn't understand the horror of impotence; I only knew it was "pleasure.") My older sister's hand slowly
slid down, gently stroking my penis: "You don't think your older sister is dirty, do you?"

Without even thinking, I looked at her strangely: "Of course not, your older sister is my goddess!" My

older sister rubbed my penis with her hand, stroking it up and down: "Your older sister was afraid you wouldn't want to."

"I do, I do, big sister!" I had no idea what to do, I just kept shouting "I do !"
as if if I slowed down I'd never have another chance.

"Big sister knows you're willing, I'm just afraid you'll find it dirty."

(I was genuinely anxious, as if to say I didn't love her, but I didn't really understand
what was going on.) I thrashed about, kicking my legs wildly: "How could that be? How could that be? Even if I die, I
won't find big sister dirty!"

"Then will you kiss big sister's genitals?"

I didn't understand at first: "Kiss genitals?"

"Yes, kiss genitals." Big sister looked at me.

I still didn't understand: "Gentles down there?"

"Silly boy, of course it's there! Go down there, big sister will tell you." Big sister released her grip on my penis
.

Then I vaguely understood what my older sister meant; she wanted me to kiss her genitals. I was so excited I was
trembling
my god! My older sister even wanted me to kiss her genitals! I was so happy! So intoxicated! I was so excited
(given my emotions at the time, how could I feel disgusted? Even if she really gave me some urine, I
might actually drink it).

I quickly scooted down and clumsily pressed my lips against hers, kissing her haphazardly (by this time, my older sister
had already spread her legs).

"No, no, where did you kiss?" I hadn't known where the opening was; I thought that
furry patch was it.

"A little lower... a little lower... a little lower... yes, yes, that's it."

I finally found the spot, my initial clumsiness gone, and gently pressed my lips against it,
giving it a quick kiss .

Good heavens! It was wet and sticky there, not only on my lips but somehow even on my nose
. I thought that sticky, wet smell had a strange, indescribable smell—not stinky, not fragrant
, but a little unsettling. I forced myself to hold my breath and kissed her again (just a light
touch ), and more of that got on my lips, the smell even stronger. Suddenly, I understood what that smell was—a fishy smell,
yes, that's it! Seafood all smells like that.

"No, no, that's not how you kiss, you have to use your tongue."

"Use my tongue?" I looked at her, bewildered.

"Yes, use your tongue, try it."

Although I felt a little uneasy, I was more than willing to fulfill her request (as always, I
'd do anything to make her happy). I secretly took a deep breath and carefully placed my tongue against
her . My head buzzed; my tongue touched soft, wet, warm flesh…
I felt dizzy and disoriented.

"Yes, yes, don't move it away, move it up and down."

I moved it up and down as she instructed. Suddenly, I understood what "moving up and down" meant, what "using
your tongue —it meant licking with my tongue! Lick her piss hole, I knew that was it, which meant
she wanted me to lick her with my tongue!!

My head was buzzing, the shock was even stronger than when I was fucked earlier. I never knew you
could lick that. I'd always heard people say "slutty" as an insult since I was little, could you lick something slutty?

I looked up at her: "It's...it's...a little fishy..."

She touched my head and laughed: "Not fishy, it's pungent."

"Pungent?" I was confused.

"Yes, pungent is fishy, fishy is pungent."

I understood, so that fishy smell was the pungent smell.

"What's wrong?

Do you think it's dirty?" "No, no, I...I..."

"Silly girl, didn't we just wash it all off? Forgot?"

I remember now, we did wash down there.

"DouDou, it's okay. Ah, that's just Big Sister's discharge, it's like sweat, it's not dirty."

So that wasn't urine, it was water? What is water? Oh my god, it's water!!
There's so much for me to learn! So much new knowledge all at once, smells, water... I can't
process it all at once.

"If you don't want to, then forget it, get up!"

"No, no, I'm willing, I'm willing, I really am willing." I dared not hesitate any longer, quickly bringing
my tongue to her mouth and gently licking her vulva (this time it was voluntary, but actually I was afraid she would say
I didn't want to and make me get up. In other words, she was playing hard to get, tricking me).
I gently licked her vulva, not daring to breathe too loudly (if I breathed too loudly, the scent would seep in),
my nose and tongue were covered in moisture. She lay quietly with her legs spread wide, and I

licked her . Slowly, slowly, she began to pant: "Oh...hiss...oh...DouDou, harder...harder
..."

"Ah...ah...hiss...so good...DouDou...so good...so good..." Her
voice began to change direction again.

The moment I heard that suggestive sound, I couldn't resist. I licked her vulva even harder, completely
forgetting my worries. I licked until my mouth and face were covered in her juices, sticky and wet.

"Oh...hiss...okay, like that...oh...oh..."

"Ah...ah...oh...I can't take it anymore! Bean...Bean...you, you, you put...your tongue...
in, in...ah...ah...I want...I want...inside..."

Her suggestive voice made me hot all over, and my penis got hard on its own. My mind
was completely corrupted by her juices; I had no thoughts, only the will to do as she asked.

I put my tongue in (I didn't know what "inside" meant, or where, but I knew it meant inside, so
I shoved my tongue into any available space), into her eyes. Good heavens! The water, which was supposed to flow downwards, was now
flowing down my tongue and into my mouth, filling it completely with her juices, which I couldn't spit out.
Because we were so close, my nose was covered in the sticky, pungent liquid, making it hard to breathe. My sister was getting
excited, and I didn't dare stop and spoil her fun, so I just opened my mouth to catch my breath…

Oh no, this is really bad! I wasn't prepared at all. I heard two "glug, glug" sounds, and as
I gasped for air, my mouthful of juices went down into my stomach…

"Oh… oh… good… DouDou… please… don't… stop, ah… ah… don't
… stop…"

Urged on by these suggestive sounds, how could I stop? I didn't dare slack off at all; I worked
diligently , serving her conscientiously.

Oh no, I can't breathe again! "Glug, glug," another mouthful of her juices went down
my throat. At this point, I couldn't care less about my feelings; all I thought about was satisfying her, making her feel good.
Since I'd already swallowed two mouthfuls of her juices, I just gave up. It didn't matter how much she drank;
I felt no guilt and started licking freely.

I licked frantically, not caring about her eyes or the outside, just licking wildly up, down, front, back,
left , and right. I don't know how much more juices I swallowed, but I wasn't holding my breath anymore, just
licking as I breathed

heavily… I licked the woman until she was trembling uncontrollably, her legs opening and closing repeatedly, her mouth making "ooh-ooh
-ooh" sounds, her buttocks moving up and down. She was completely lost…
Okay. Her appearance aroused me greatly, and I don't know why, but this "shouts and screams, trembling all over
" made me particularly excited (from then on, I couldn't resist any woman doing this).

"Oh... I can't take it anymore... Ah... Ah... I can't take it anymore..." The older woman's legs
tightly clamped my head, her buttocks moving up and down, rubbing her clitoris against my mouth (actually, she was using her clitoris
to fuck my mouth). I stretched out my tongue and licked her clitoris with all my might, not daring to back down at all, even though my head was
hurting from being squeezed so tightly...

"No, no, I can't take it anymore... Bean, bean... bean, bean... Ah... Faster, faster, faster... Come on,
I want... I want it... I, I want you..." The older woman grabbed my head with her hands and pulled it upwards with all her

might. I was so addicted to licking that I didn't want to stop. How strange! At first, I felt a little
nauseous , but now I don't want to leave. I don't mind the stench or the dirt anymore. In fact, I find the stench so
wonderful, and the juices so sweet. I wish I could drink more of the sticky
juices

older sister's vulva (from then on, she trained me to especially like this kind of thing). "No, no... lick it, come up here... I want... I... I want you..." My older sister's hands
pulled me up forcefully, and I reluctantly left her vulva...

"Put it in, put it in quickly!"

I knew she wanted me to put my already hard penis inside. I thrust my big penis in hard
, again and again, but I couldn't get it in. It either went up or fell down.

"Ouch, it hurts so much! Why are you thrusting like that!" the older woman said, grabbing my penis and directing it towards
her: "Harder, harder... Yes, yes, ah... ah... ahhh... It feels so good...
Ouch ... It really feels so good... Oh..."

Guided by her, I finally managed to insert my penis into her vagina, but I didn't know how to do it (the last
two times I was the one being fucked), I just kept pushing in.

"Fool, move!"

Ah, move, I didn't know how, so I pushed even harder.

"Ouch, no, it's like this!" The older woman grabbed my waist, pushing me back and forth.

Oh, I understood, she meant I had to go in and out, so I started thrusting in and out of her,
guided by her hands.

"Ah...ah...that's it, that's it, ah...oh dear...DouDou, you're fucking me
so...good..."

Her words made my penis even bigger (strangely, I can't resist women's suggestive voices).
Luckily had already ejaculated twice, otherwise, I definitely wouldn't have been able to finish. Now, because I'm
almost out of stamina, I can't ejaculate anytime soon.

I persisted, thrusting into her again and again. By this time, I was more skilled at thrusting in and out. I
saw her with her eyes closed, occasionally opening them to look at me before quickly closing them again, her head arching back
as if trying to disappear into a wall, her face flushed.

My God! This was when she was at her most beautiful. I had never seen her like this before. Her face was red and incredibly
moisturized, even her occasionally open eyes were watery. She was absolutely gorgeous. (Strangely, at this
moment , some women even smooth out their wrinkles. I wonder if you've ever noticed?)

The older woman was shouting loudly, stimulating my nerves. Suddenly, she started moving with my rhythm,
as if trying to throw me off, gripping me even tighter with both hands: "Ah...ah...harder...harder...
DouDou...I want...I want...harder...ah...oh..."

Suddenly, she froze, gripping me tightly (it hurt a little),
thrusting upwards with all her might (like a bridge). I dared not slack off, thrusting even harder, fucking with all my might (
actually, I was no longer conscious at that point, just acting instinctively). I felt incredibly tight down there, and suddenly I
couldn't hold back (it didn't give me any time to prepare), "plop, plop, plop," and I went limp.

My older sister relaxed completely, and I tried to move, but she said, "Don't move, just lie there..."
To be honest, I was exhausted by then, and I couldn't resist lying there. In less than four
hours , I had given in three times.

From then on, my older sister and I often did this until her vacation ended. Later, both our
families moved away from that building. Then, I had to take exams and go to university, and I never saw her again...

To this day, I still miss her. If I had the chance to see her again, I would gladly let her have her again, even though
she's 33 now... even though she was actually just playing with me. I was deflowered at 17
, but I don't hate her, I really don't. On the contrary, I think about her all the time. To be honest, I think it
was quite beautiful , quite happy. If I could live my life again, I would still let her have my way with me.

However, since then, I've had many aftereffects: I especially like women older than me,
I especially enjoy being ridden and fucked by older women (meaning being fucked), and I especially want to climb on top of them...

839826947 Men and uninterested sisters are bothersome.

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