My Past 116

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My sister's willfulness, his helplessness,
it's all your fault. His words stunned me. What happened? What did I do to you? Well, the reason is this: that day he went back to Shijiazhuang. Before he arrived, he came home, and as usual, we kissed, touched, and had sex. Afterwards, one of his arms was around me, the other touching my breast. My head was pressed against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, thump, thump, after his activity. My mood was incredibly good. Then, as we talked, his thing started getting restless again, pressing against me. He squinted at me; I knew he was thinking about it again. I said, "No, no, you have to go back today. My sister has been waiting for you for a week. What will she do?" Don't worry about that, I have a way. Under his persistent entanglement, it started again, those same actions. I hummed and hawed, enjoying it, shouting, "Harder, harder! Ah... I can't take it anymore! No more! Enough! Why are you still..." "I can't take it anymore," he suddenly stopped and whispered in my ear, "Baby, I'll give you a new way to play." I said, "No, no, let's leave it at that." Before I could say anything more, he suddenly picked me up and put me on a special stool, making me bend over. He then penetrated me from behind. "Ah, it's so deep!" he exclaimed happily. "How is it? Does it feel good? It's so tight. It feels good, it feels good." He then thrust into me forcefully, stimulating me until my whole body went limp. "Ah, ah, I really can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore!" I pushed him away with my hands, babbling incoherently, "Let's stop here for today," I begged him. At this point, he had lost control of himself. Like a mad wild horse, he was thrusting and shouting, "I'm coming, I'm coming!" He stared at me with his big eyes, and I could feel his head moving inside me, bobbing up and down. "Alright, are you being good now? Let's see how you explain this when you get home."
When he returned home that day, his sister was overjoyed. She brought him tea, peeled fruit for him, and even prepared some side dishes for him that evening. She then kept him company and shared a few drinks. He was so happy that he smiled contentedly. Before ten o'clock, his sister put the children to bed and then said to me, "Honey, go take a shower first." She looked at me with her eyes. I glanced at her and said, "Okay, I'll think about it later. Come in and scrub my back." She snorted and went to the children's room.
I lay in bed, waiting for her to come. A moment later, she came out wearing a pink nightgown and asked, "Honey, do I look good in this?" "Yes, yes, I look good!" she replied. "You didn't even glance at me, and you say it looks good?" She got angry, plopped down on the edge of the bed, turned her back to me, and started sulking. I knew things were getting bad, so I quickly got up, put my arm around her, and said, "Wife, look at your little pout, it's cute." She giggled. "Okay, let's get under the covers and sleep. Come on, get on top of me." Reluctantly, I climbed on top of her, face to face, lips to lips, our bodies intertwined. Her hand gently caressed my...thing. "What's wrong? It's still limp. I'm starting to feel something, aren't I?" "Feel what?" "Try it like this," she said, aiming at her, sitting on top of me. After a while, she rolled over, and I pulled back, then climbed on top of her. No matter how I tried, I couldn't get in. The more anxious I became, the less it worked. Then she got impatient and kicked me off the bed. "Get out of here!" she yelled, getting off the bed and pushing me out. She said, "I'm separating from you from now on." She threw the blanket out, locked the door, and wouldn't open it no matter how much I knocked. "I have no choice but to sleep in the living room so as not to disturb you, kid. That's your sister's temper. If it's not your fault, whose fault is it?" I laughed and said, "It's your fault!"
He also mentioned something else: before the Lunar New Year, she insisted on driving your aunt to Hainan for a trip. I told her I'd wait until I had some free time, and that there were many things to do before the New Year, so she could go later, okay? But she insisted on going anyway. She gave her reasons, and I gave mine, but I couldn't persuade her. She just went, and I didn't get to work properly for over a week. Your sister's temper is really unbearable sometimes. I've thought about divorce, but what would I do then? I'd look for someone else. After thinking it over, I've decided to just make do, one day at a time, and only deal with it if it gets really unbearable. That's your sister for you—her temper is just unbearable.

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