【A Hazy Year—My Female Classmate Xiangxiang】(A Hazy Love) (Nurse Sister Xiaoying)

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"On the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are chirping, announcing summer. On the swing by the meadow, only butterflies perch

..."
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; in my mind, girls seemed to mature earlier than boys and 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 the seating arrangement changed

.
She had two thick, black braids tied with two ribbons. When she walked, her braids

swayed , and the two ribbons fluttered behind her, which was very pretty.
During class, she liked to lean against my desk, and her two thick, black braids often draped over my desk, so I

would secretly press them down with thumbtacks. When class ended, she stood up and her hair was pulled. She

yelled and sat back down. It must have really hurt her, because she started crying. I was at a loss, 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 say anything and could only secretly cry on her desk.

There were many pranks like this, but I quickly forgot about them.
At first, I didn't notice, until many classmates teased her and me, and I realized that

this girl would always look back at me, but in her resentful eyes, I saw

something .
She was very beautiful, a typical Jiangnan beauty; a fair, 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

chatted, some played cards, and I read.
Suddenly, a female classmate called me softly, saying that Xiangxiang (the girl's name was Xiang) wanted 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 all take a lot of pictures this morning?"
She said she wanted to take a picture just for me, because we were about to graduate. I was sure I would 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 had played on her and asked her 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.
Maybe this is what people mean when they say: "Bad boys are more attractive to girls." But later, this photo followed me through

university graduation, and then to 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 answer .
He said, "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 came home from school and opened my bag. I found a book inside with a note from

Xiangxiang , telling me to finish reading it that night and return it to her the next day. When I saw that the book was tattered and

handwritten with a 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! I was 15 years old that year.
That day in class, I couldn't concentrate on the teacher at all. 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 the nib of my pen. 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 we were 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.
By the way, 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 that her soft little

hand was covered in sweat.
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; it felt so good. 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 like this.
After leaving the movie theater, I walked her home. Neither of us spoke; she simply linked arms with mine as

we walked silently. Just as we reached a large camphor tree near her house, 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, bringing our faces close

together. I remembered how, when I was little, my mother would

kiss . I
wondered if she would kiss me like my mother did. But instead, she pressed her lips to mine, and then I remembered a description from a book. 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, and I involuntarily opened them . 　　It was her tongue licking my teeth. Inspired, I stuck out my tongue and licked hers too. 　　She licked my tongue with her own, and I licked hers back. Our tongues slowly slipped into each other's mouths, and I could feel the sweetness 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. At that moment, 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 descriptions in the book and wanted to slip my hand inside her clothes. 　　She said, "No...no...like this...okay...from now on?" 　　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 mom kissed me, but not like this." 　　She smiled beautifully and said, "That's called a kiss, now it's called a kiss." 　　I said, "How do you know so much? Have you ever kissed anyone before?" 　　She said, "No, you're the first. When girls get together, older girls often talk about this and that, especially married women who are very explicit. I heard it so much that I 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, just to 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, I want to say to all my fellow men: 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. 　　Perhaps I matured late and didn't quite understand matters of love and sex, so I didn't really care about spending every night with Xiangxiang. In her eyes, I was a mischievous yet clever boy. Besides liking to tease her, my grades were among the best in the grade. She knew I was focused on getting into a good university, and to avoid distracting me, she didn't often ask me out. 　　We'd only occasionally exchange glances at school or she'd secretly slip me a note saying she missed me, and I'd often put treats like sweets and snacks in her bag. Because her family was of modest means, while mine was relatively well-off, uncles and aunts in the compound often brought me delicious treats when they returned from business trips. 　　After the final exams of my 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 or a pretty 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. I looked around to make sure no one was watching, then squatted down and picked two sweet potatoes. Xiangxiang was startled and pulled me away quickly. As I wiped the sweet potatoes clean, I peeled them with my teeth and gave them to Xiangxiang . Then I started eating the other one. I finished mine in a few bites, a bit like Pigsy eating ginseng fruit, while Xiangxiang was still slowly chewing her half. She was eating sideways, covering her mouth with one hand, as if I were going to steal her food. 　　Suddenly, she turned around 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 pulled her close, 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 long since quietly hidden itself, casually opening up a huge black umbrella. Unidentified insects chirped everywhere, and the mountain breeze gently combed the earth. Xiangxiang's half-eaten sweet potato was gone at some point, 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 hugged me tightly, her mouth still sucking on my tongue. 　　My hard thing pressed against her thigh, and one of my 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 "hmm...hmm..." 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, and my right hand finally touched her breast for the first time! Her breast was just the size of my outstretched palm, and I didn't know how to describe the smooth, soft feeling; my heart was pounding 　　! After touching it for a while, I started to gently massage it. 　　Her nipple pressed against my palm, making me feel itchy, so I pinched it between my index and middle fingers, and it became even harder.

Xiangxiang's hands had somehow left my waist and were now fumbling around, trying to unbuckle my belt. My belt

was a military type, not easy to undo. I unbuckled it myself and pulled down my trousers. She reached for my waist 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 tremble. My left hand was still

kneading her breasts, while my right hand lifted her skirt and slipped inside her underwear.
I touched a patch of soft 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 and gently pressed down, and my middle finger slipped inside. At that moment, her hips arched

upwards , her head tilted back, and she let out a soft "Ah..."
Thinking I had hurt her, I quickly tried to pull my middle finger out. 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 glans pressing against her thigh, making me feel 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, and 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 and asked, "Does it feel good?"
She said, "Silly boy! Pressing here won't feel good. Touch upwards... yes, yes, that's the clitoris

... don't press and rub too hard, it will hurt if it's too stimulating... gently touch both sides of it, that's

the most itchy, the most comfortable!"
My middle finger gently scratched and scraped both sides of her clitoris, and at this moment, Xiangxiang's breathing became noticeably rapid and heavy

.
Accompanied by her moans of "Ah... Ah...", fluid 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, her

right hand tightened its grip and rhythm, and I couldn't help but lean over her,

pressing 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 opening, gushed out streams of

fluid onto her thighs.
I said, "Oh no, I think I peed!"
She laughed and slapped my face, saying, "How can you be so adorably 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 stuff off her thighs; after wiping, she rolled up the handkerchief and put it in her small pocket. By the moonlight, I could see that her

face particularly beautiful.
After a while, she said, "Okay, 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, and her tongue licked my teeth.
I said, "Let's go out again tomorrow night, okay?"
She nodded.
However, the next evening before dinner, I suddenly had a stomachache. The pain was so bad that I rolled around in bed, and large beads of sweat

dripped down my face. The 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 the teacher and classmates stare at her.
The village decided to use a hand tractor to take me away, and the village doctor and a teacher accompanied me. Xiangxiang probably

wanted to take me back too, but she opened her mouth several times without daring to speak. Finally, with tears in her eyes, she watched the tractor

take me away. As the tractor turned out of the small mountain village, I saw her running far away, standing

on the hilltop watching us go.
The moon was very round and bright that night, and the mountain wind blew her skirt. I wondered if she was crying again

… The tractor chugged to the tollbooth at the entrance to the city,

where waiting. At the provincial hospital, the examination revealed acute appendicitis, requiring immediate hospitalization and surgery.
However, when they notified my family, no one was home. My father had gone to Beijing for a meeting, my mother had taken a

delegation abroad, and some relatives were also out of town.
The hospital had to contact my father, saying 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 made arrangements with them to transfer me for surgery 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 even a bathroom. I knew this was a VIP

ward .
The pungent smell of Lysol permeated the entire space. The only sound in the quiet, white ward was the soft

hiss , which was chilly and suddenly made me feel terrified. At that moment, I suddenly missed Xiangxiang terribly.

How wonderful it would be if she were here with me!
The door opened gently, and a white figure floated to my bedside. Half-asleep, I thought it was Xiangxiang

, but when I opened my eyes, I saw it was a nurse. She wore 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 to me, "You have no one at home to take care of you, so the hospital has assigned me to do so. From now on,

you must listen to me."
I said, "No need, I can take care of myself."
She said, "You're a special care nurse; someone must be with you 24 hours a day. If it weren't for the political commissar's arrangement, you wouldn't even be receiving

this treatment!"
I fell silent; I knew 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...

At my bedside, she asked again, "Does it hurt? Can you take a shower by yourself?"
I said, "It's okay, I can."
As I was about to get out of bed, she quickly came over and helped me down, taking off my outer clothes and pants. At this point, I

was only wearing my underwear.
Her hands were very soft and warm, constantly touching my body as she undressed me. I've always been very

ticklish, and wherever she touched me, I felt very ticklish. I wanted to laugh but was afraid of the pain, so I had to hold it in. When she bent down to take off 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 genitals involuntarily swelled up. She probably noticed my change, 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 parts." Then she left the bathroom, not even closing the door.
After showering, I realized that the hospital gown only had clothes and pants; where were the underwear? I asked her loudly, and she

said, "Don't wear underwear, just wear clothes and pants."
I had no choice but to walk out in my oversized hospital gown, supporting myself against the wall. She was leaning against another bed watching TV and

asked, "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."
Saying that, she pulled down my pants.
I'd only ever 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 a shot , just

a little disinfectant on the lower abdomen.
But she pulled out a razor, and I asked in surprise, "What? You're using this to make a cut?"
She laughed so hard she bent over and said, "How can this make a cut? This is to shave your pubic hair clean, 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 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 trembled slightly. The soft pubic hair wasn't much, but it was quite neat.
But she still insisted, “Oh, what a pity, you've shaved off the newly grown hair. This is as

soft and neat as a baby's lanugo; the hair that grows back later will be hard and crooked.”
I blushed and didn't dare speak.
She looked at me and said, “Do you have a girlfriend?”
I said, “No.”
She asked again, “Are you 15 this year?”
I said, “Sixteen!”
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 .”
I didn't say anything. She shook my penis and said, “Call me sister?”
The movement made my stomach hurt even more, so I could only say, “Sister…”
After carefully shaving, she wiped my 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, "Alright, time for the next program."
"Isn't it over yet? Is there anything else to disinfect?" I asked.
She held my penis with her left hand 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 ." 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."
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 the whole penis became noticeably larger. Just as

I was thinking , she gently held my coronal sulcus with her right thumb and middle finger, and pressed her index finger on my urethral opening

.
I cried out from the intense itching and almost jumped up.
She quickly held me down, saying, "You little rascal, hold it in! Don't move! Relax, exhale!"
I could only try to relax and exhale...
After a while, she loosened her grip a little, 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." As she spoke, she released her right hand, picked up a piece of alcohol-soaked gauze

and wrapped it around my glans, while her left hand held my penis, and then her right hand gently wiped the coronal sulcus with the gauze.
I was extremely itchy, so I had to open my mouth wide, relax, and exhale, making soft "ha, ha" sounds.
She kept comforting 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 shiny stuff squeezed out of the urethral opening.
Finally, she finished cleaning. Remove the gauze, and looking at my penis, which was only half-held in her left hand, she said, "Little..."

"It's quite big and pretty."
At this point, my face turned even redder. She patted my wet, shiny penis and said, "Aren't you going to

go ? Hmm, the foreskin is also growing quite well, otherwise you'll have to have a circumcision." After saying that, she turned around

to wash her hands and pack her things. Only then did I realize that she hadn't been wearing gloves!
I looked at my exposed thing standing erect under my smooth belly and felt strange. No wonder people grow

pubic hair. Without the backdrop of pubic hair, it looks like a telephone pole standing there, really unsightly! Sigh, for over ten

years , my penis has either been too ashamed to be seen by anyone, or it's been manipulated by two women in just two days.

It's like being starving when things are dry and drowning when things are plentiful! You know, men's things are really strange. Why

do they stand up and salute when they encounter women? By the way, did she masturbate me just now? I don't know, but it wasn't as pleasurable

as described in the books.
Lost in thought, she came over and gently patted my erect penis, saying, "Why hasn't

it gone down yet?" She then gently squeezed and released my penis with both hands

until it softened a little, before pulling my pants back up and saying, "Let's go, we're going to the operating room."
The surgery went smoothly, taking less than half an hour, setting

a new record for the shortest surgery of its kind at the hospital. I knew this was entirely due to my relatively small stature, as they usually performed surgeries on

heavily pregnant officials.
The nurse waited outside the door the whole time. 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 up a stool and sat down by my bed, stroking my

hair with one hand, looking at me softly and asking, "Does it hurt?"
Only then did I realize that she had taken off her mask.
She was beautiful, with an oval face, large eyes, and arched eyebrows that made her fair skin appear even

darker. Her nose was quite straight, and her rosy lips were slightly upturned. Short hair was tucked behind her small ears

, half of which was covered by a white hat.
Seeing me staring at her, she blushed slightly and said, "Are you sleepy? Go to sleep. I'll sleep on the other

bed. If you feel unwell, just call me."
I looked at her, my throat dry. I said, "I want some water."
She turned and grabbed a cup, mixed hot and cold water, and even poured a little on the back of her hand to test the temperature. She

reached behind me to help me sit up, but the slightest movement caused excruciating pain in my incision, making it impossible to sit up.
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 ."
I didn't know what she was going to do, so I obediently closed my eyes and opened my mouth.
Suddenly, I felt something warm and soft squeeze into my mouth, and then slowly a little water flowed

onto my tongue...
Oh my god! I knew it, she had taken a mouthful of water with her mouth and then put it into my mouth! This

felt completely different from sucking sweet potato from a fragrant mouth! My unruly little thing immediately reacted and

stood up. I felt that the little bit of water was warm and sweet, so I swallowed it and opened my mouth again...
After drinking a few mouthfuls, she said, "How is it? 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.
She lowered her head again, stroked my head and said, "Sleep, let me kiss you again!" Saying that, 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. When my lips touched her plump face

, my arm intentionally bumped against her bulging breasts.
"Satisfied now? Go to sleep, you little rascal!"
"Goodnight, sister!" I closed my eyes contentedly, pressing my hand firmly against 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 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, and I didn't know what time it was.
The nurse returned to my bedside. Seeing that I was awake, she 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 already past nine o'clock;

it's time to bring 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 have some liquids for now. I'll get them for you now." With that, she ran out the door. I took my medical record

and saw her signature, "English."
After a while, she brought over a whole bunch of things. She took a glass of milk, stuck a straw in it, and put 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 now, 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 have been a bit troublesome."
I didn't know what she meant, but she continued, "If you had eaten dinner, you would

definitely , and that would have been incredibly painful!"
After saying that, she giggled, "Look, you're eating, and I'm still talking about this."
I wanted to laugh, but my incision was quite painful, so I grimaced. She slipped a hand under the covers and gently

pressed the gauze on my incision, asking, "Does it hurt?"
I said, "It doesn't hurt anymore 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. "Sister, have you eaten?" I asked.
"Not yet, I'll eat after I've served you, my little master." Saying that, 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, lying on her side, covering her mouth with one hand

and slowly chewing sweet potatoes. "Where are you from, sister?" I asked.
"Penglai, Shandong," she said 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 can even see a mirage!"
"Great!" I said happily.
After dinner, she helped me take my medicine, then tidied up my things, sat down by my bedside, 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

be done ." 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. Suddenly, I really wanted her hand to touch me down there, so I reached under the covers and pulled her hand to

my lower abdomen, saying, "Sis, it's a little bloated here."
She didn't realize my motive and just gently massaged 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 wanted 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 outside the large intestine, useless!"
Inadvertently, her hand touched my penis, which was hard and erect. She pressed my lower abdomen again,

looking at me and saying, "Do you need to pee?" I nodded.
She took a chamber pot from under the bed and inserted it into my groin. Then she stood up and slowly

pulled down . Holding the chamber pot with one hand, she grabbed my penis with the other and tried to insert it into the pot. 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 chamber pot 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 chamber pot,

making "shh, shh" sounds.
I laughed, and my penis went limp. I said, "I'm not a child anymore, I don't need to 'shh, shh' anymore."
She laughed too, making a clinking sound as she held my penis in the chamber pot. After I finished urinating, she gently shook my

penis , then carefully wiped it clean and put my pants back on.
She emptied the chamber pot, washed her hands, and then sat down by my bedside, looking at me. "Tired? Take

a nap . It'll be lunchtime soon." As she spoke, she gently pressed her hand under the covers onto my incision.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, but my penis became a little restless again. Somehow, I drifted off

to sleep again…
Several days passed like this. Under Sister Xiaoying's meticulous care, the incision healed well, and

the pain lessened. I also gradually gained weight, and with her help, I could get out of bed and walk around the room

a few times . According to the doctor, if all went well, the stitches could be removed in seven days, and I could

be discharged in ten.
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 slightly erect penis, and said, "Why is it always so hard?"
I said, "I don't know, it just gets hard whenever I see you, sister."
She smiled, two faint blushes appearing 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 it up!"
"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 ." Saying that, she turned off the TV, ran to wash an apple, peeled some of the skin, and then, while scraping it with a spoon and feeding

it to me, she began 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. That company commander..."

Upon seeing the two beautiful women

,
the head nurse immediately set up her "anti-aircraft gun," startling the intern nurse who didn't know what to do. At that moment, without even glancing at the company commander, the head nurse flicked two fingers at the "anti-aircraft gun," and it

immediately collapsed, never to be raised again until the company commander was almost discharged from the hospital.
Later, the company commander went to the hospital leadership, insisting that the head nurse marry him. The leadership asked, "Why?
" He said he was now a cripple and wanted the head nurse to marry him and live a life of widowhood.
The hospital leadership then 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 her, 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 manhood was limp and hanging there. The head nurse then flicked it with two fingers

, and it immediately sprang back to life!
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 tormented him like this every day, could he stand it?"
"And what about you?" I asked again.
"I don't know how, but the head nurse knows acupressure! If I did, would you be so relaxed?" She

chuckled, and I laughed too. The incision wasn't hurting 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, holding my penis. Looking at me softly,

she asked, "Do you like me?"
"Yes! Why do you keep asking me that?"
"I just like hearing your answer." With that, she gripped my erect

penis , her face slowly turning red again…
Later I learned that women also like touching men's penises, just like men like touching women's

breasts.
I once asked her, "Do you like looking at and handling men's 'things' all the time?" She said, "No

! Those guys' penises are usually limp and lifeless, like a dead mouse! But when they come to life, 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! Yours is usually like a little white mouse, but when it comes to life, it's like a

big white mouse, and I like grabbing it!"
"It's so swollen, I need to pee," I said. She pressed my lower abdomen and said, "I just peed after dinner

, I don't need to pee 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, grabbed a few pieces of gauze, unfolded them, folded them, and placed them under the blanket to cover my glans. "Come on, let me

help you get it out. Don't strain, the incision will hurt." As she spoke, she gently began

to stroke my penis up and down...
My penis grew even larger under her small hand's strokes. At this moment, I saw her face turn even redder, and

her eyes closed slightly. Then she slowly bent her upper body, resting her head on my shoulder. One of her breasts

pressed against one of my arms, and I really wanted to use my other hand to cover her other breast...
She lifted one thigh and pressed it firmly onto the other thigh; her legs seemed to be straining

, trembling
slightly. As her stroking increased in frequency, I also closed my eyes... Suddenly, she let out a soft "Ah..." and her hand stroking my penis stopped, her grip loosening slightly.

I felt a tingling sensation on my scalp, a tightening in my anus, and my penis throbbing as it ejaculated

streams of fluid…
This ejaculation felt completely different from the one on Xiangxiang's thighs. This time, I

truly experienced the feeling described in books! I knew that Xiaoying had masturbated me

, but I loved the feeling! If only she could masturbate me like this every

day !
At that moment, my incision hurt terribly, so I closed my eyes and endured the pain.
After a while, she sat up, saw that I seemed to be asleep, gently lifted the blanket slightly to look

inside , busied herself with her hands below me for a while, then gently pulled up my pants, covered me with the blanket, and tiptoed

into the bathroom…
I don't know how much time passed, but I vaguely felt a bloating in my lower abdomen. I turned my head; 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

in a knot under her armpit.
She went to get the urinal, but I said, "My butt is a little numb, I want to get out of bed and walk around, 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 held her as I finished urinating, and she shook my penis, then

bent 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 holding me and pulling up my pants, her left hand only pressed the towel against her

genitals .
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'll never forget! My right hand naturally went to her right shoulder.
She called out, "Little brother!" (Please forgive me for using "little brother" instead of my

name ). Her right hand released my pants, which slid to the floor. At this point, my lower body

was completely naked. She grabbed my erect penis, which was pressing hard against her buttocks. That moment felt like

an eternity…
I barely used my hands to lift 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, while the other hand still gripped my penis

, trembling slightly.
Only now did I truly see Xiaoying's breasts clearly for the first time. Those two snow-white

breasts were round and full, like two little white rabbits lying quietly on my chest. The two erect nipples were red,

like the tender red eyes of a little white rabbit gazing at me. I couldn't help but stroke her two little white rabbits.

Her nipples, like rabbit mouths, playfully scratched at my palms, making me feel a tingling, itchy sensation!

So itchy !
My hands trembled violently, afraid the little white rabbits would be startled and run away.
Slowly, she grasped my penis and pulled my body forward, her left hand, draped with a towel,

moving to my buttocks. My hands reached behind her to embrace 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, my tongue mingling with

hers .
After kissing for a while, she rested her head on my shoulder, her breath tickling my neck. My

penis seemed to harden even more, and I was at a loss, not knowing what to do.
She hugged me, calling softly, "Little brother, little brother..."
I responded softly, "Sister, sister..." my hands idly

stroking her smooth back and buttocks...
Suddenly, I felt a tickle on my glans, as if I were rubbing against her pubic hair, and then it slowly slid

down... stopping above her shimmering vulva. She held my penis and gently pressed it against her

clitoris . I remembered Xiangxiang telling me that was the clitoris.
She held my penis, gently rubbing and rotating the glans against her clitoris. The tickling made me

involuntarily hug her buttocks tighter, and her vulva

kept .
I don't know how much time passed, but her body slowly stiffened and trembled, and she made

a sound, "Ah... ah..." She hugged me tighter, and rotated my penis faster. I

closed my eyes and hugged her tightly, my thighs tightening, and my penis couldn't help but ejaculate in spurts…
She quickly used a bath towel to wipe my glans from below, catching all my semen

on the towel, and then she hugged me tightly again.
After a while, she pressed me onto the toilet seat and said, "Little brother, sit still, I'll wash up."
She then stepped into the bathtub, rinsing her private parts with the showerhead, and then carefully washing away the semen on

the towel . When she bent over, her breasts appeared larger and rounder, and her snow-white cleavage

looked even more beautiful.
I watched her do these things blankly. 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 this count as intercourse? I didn't know. But I knew that female soldiers often cried and

were sent .
Then, she rinsed herself off and wrapped herself in a clean towel. She stepped out of

the bathtub, helped me to my feet, and carefully cleaned my sleeping "little white mouse" with a wet towel. She

smacked and said, "You naughty thing!"
I said, "Sister, don't you like it?"
She glared at me without saying anything, 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, "Sister, I love you!" I then

rubbed her breasts a few times through the towel.
She slapped my cheek and said, "You little rascal! You're so sweet-talking. Close your eyes!"
That sleep, in my memory, was the sweetest sleep I've ever had! When I woke up, it was already the

afternoon .
After dinner, my older sister Xiaoying helped me take a walk in the yard. Looking at the western sky, it was ablaze with color, as if a group of

mischievous children had set it ablaze. Even the wind blowing in our faces carried a hint of

warmth.
She softly hummed, "...The evening breeze drapes the sunset over its shoulders, and a short flute plays... So much

loneliness and sorrow, all drift 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, looked at me for a long time, and said, "Silly brother, don't talk nonsense. You'll 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 feelings." She lowered her head, her voice a little choked up.

"Remember, you must come visit 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...

She probably thought that.
Looking around to make sure no one was watching, she hugged me tightly, kissing my face repeatedly. I felt my

face was wet; I couldn't tell if it was her tears or mine.
"Go back, get some rest tonight, the stitches need to be 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 grabbed her, 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

erection sprang to life again. She sighed and shook her head. She could only 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 by the bedside, watching me intently. I wanted to pull her hand under the covers,

but she shook her head and said firmly, "No 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 love? And

how vast and boundless that love is! A tear dripped into the crack of my keyboard, like a grain of salt pressed into

my incision.
The next morning, the stitch removal went very smoothly. The tender flesh at the incision and stitches was a light pink;

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 wondered why she always made me sleep, while she herself seemed to never need sleep.
Every time I opened my eyes, she was always busy running around. How could she always be so energetic?!
After dinner, she still helped me take a walk as usual. 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 again.
It was very 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 directly."
"Sister, can you help me wash?" I pleaded.
She blushed and said, "Then you have to listen to me obediently."
"Sister, when have I ever disobeyed you?" I exclaimed happily.
She went over and 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 while holding onto the wall. At this moment, my penis was already pointing straight forward.
Suddenly, she gently hugged me from behind. I exclaimed, "Ouch!" It turned out that she had quietly

taken off her clothes and come in from behind me.
In that instant, the earth seemed to stop spinning!
The moment her nipple touched my back, I felt a jolt, as if struck by lightning, before being engulfed by

a massive wave of breasts. Her full breasts rubbed against my back, her pubic hair brushing against my buttocks

, stimulating every nerve ending.
I tried 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.
"Yes!" I shouted.
Water splashed over our heads. She gently turned me around, cupping my face in her hands and kissing 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..." kissing her snow-white breasts.
One hand gripped my penis, rotating it against her clitoris, while the other supported my ammunition pouch. I

cupped her two adorable little white breasts in my hands, examining them closely, then kissing and licking them to my heart's content! She

closed her eyes , tilting her head back slightly and puffing out her chest. 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 pushed 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 , 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 from engorgement, her vagina was glistening with a slightly whitish fluid, the bright red

opening was smooth and delicate, the urethral opening at the tip of her clitoris was slightly open, and the protruding clitoris was like

a budding flower.
I couldn't resist gently teasing my sister's bud. She pulled my thumb up with one hand and

pressed it against her vulva, while her other hand gently moved my middle finger in and out of her vagina.
At that moment, my penis was hard and throbbing!
I remembered the descriptions in the book. I parted her labia with both hands and gently licked her

clitoris . 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 further. My penis throbbed, as if ready to ejaculate at any moment.
Suddenly, she let out an "Ah..." and pressed my head down

hard 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 gripped my penis with one hand and pulled it forward, while the other hand gripped my buttocks and pressed down hard… I heard her softly

exclaim, “Little brother…!” I felt my penis enter a warm, slippery nest.
The glans felt like something was stuck, a sensation of both pain and itchiness… 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 clung to her, too 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

a while , I felt like something was biting my glans, and

a wave of pain and itchiness shot straight to 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 and completed a great

historical mission . And we had entered standing up!
After a while, my sister slowly pulled me away. She sat down on the edge of the bathtub and rinsed

my genitals with the showerhead. The red and white discharge gradually faded with the water, and my vulva returned to its fresh red color.
Then, my sister carefully washed my penis. I patted my sister's shoulder and asked, "Sis, 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 , and then wrapped my glans in her mouth...
I let out an "Oh..." as my hard penis felt like it was melting, and my glans entered a

warm, fleshy nest! I pressed my hands firmly against her swollen breasts, pinching her

elastic .
She sucked on my glans for a while, gently back and forth. Then she took it out and licked it carefully. Her

tongue was like thousands of tiny bristles, tingling and stimulating the tender skin on my glans, making it incredibly itchy!
I shouted, "Ah..." My red penis spurted out streams of white

fluid , 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 over her breasts.

At that moment , the scene described in the book flashed through my mind again. I didn'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 ejaculation had stopped, she kissed the glans and the nozzle, then rinsed the glans with water.

Finally, she rinsed her mouth and stood up. We hugged each other 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. I was worried you didn't get enough sleep today."
Only then did I understand my sister's good intentions and why she insisted that I get enough sleep in the afternoon! I

felt a surge of excitement and hugged her tightly. I kissed her and said, "Sister, you're so good!"
She helped me take a bath and get dressed carefully, then told me to go back to bed, but I refused; I wanted to watch her bathe.
Watching my sister bathe was such a wonderful and beautiful experience. When her hands touched my breasts,

the breasts and nipples that were being wiped away 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 from the hospital, 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 Sister Xiaoying. I don't know what it feels like for a beautiful woman to look at another beautiful woman.
I introduced Xiangxiang to Sister Xiaoying: "This is my classmate Xiangxiang, a good friend!" Then I introduced

Sister Xiaoying to Xiangxiang: "This is my nurse sister Xiaoying, a good sister!"
Sister Xiaoying pulled Xiangxiang aside to whisper something. Later, I asked them separately

what , 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 on the bus when

Sister Xiaoying pulled Xiangxiang over. 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 bus 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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【A Hazy Year—My Female Classmate Xiangxiang】(A Hazy Love) (Nurse Sister Xiaoying)

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