Seducing my girlfriend's sister

When I got home from work that evening, it wasn't my girlfriend who opened the door.

"My sister's not here; she went to the market to buy groceries," my sister-in-law told me.

"You—you're her sister?" I asked, not believing her, but the sweet fragrance emanating from her made me speechless.

"Yes, I'm here for a few days." Seeing me staring at her, her face flushed red, and she asked me awkwardly, "You're my sister's boyfriend, right?"

She had thick eyebrows and big eyes, her medium-length, layered hair cascading over her shoulders, exuding a captivating fragrance. Her breasts were high and firm, subtly bouncing as if trying to break free from the constraints of her black lace bra.

"Why are you staring at me?" she said, lowering her head. Her lips were full and red, and a lively, nimble tongue rolled around between her white teeth, making one want to control its movement with their own mouth.

"..."

"Do you know how to play games? I'll teach you."

I figured she'd like it even if she hadn't played before, so I turned on the computer and beckoned her over.

"Okay...okay...okay!"

She skipped and jumped to sit beside me, like a little swallow.

I stood behind her, explaining things aimlessly, my eyes drifting down her shoulders. Her low-cut, sheer pink top could barely contain her playful breasts; from above, they were almost completely exposed—a clear cleavage, hazy areolas, only the tiny nipples a little disproportionate to her high breasts. I instinctively lowered my head further, the gentle fragrance of her body drawing me to place my hand in her smooth skin. "Let me teach you!"

"Hehe...hehe...this is so much fun!"

she exclaimed happily, glancing up at me every now and then, giving me a cheerful smile, her clear, bright eyes smiling so sweetly and innocently.

"How old are you?" I whispered in her ear, placing my other hand on her shoulder.

I felt her body tremble, her face turning completely red from head to toe.

"I'm 18..." She shyly brushed my hand off her shoulder, turned back and smiled sweetly at me...

"Your sister's here, how are you going to rest tonight...?" I put my arm around Ling's waist, my eyes fixed on the little sister sitting on the edge of the bed .

The little sister looked up at me, saw me staring at her, and lowered her head shyly.

"My sister's still young, she can sleep with us." My girlfriend pushed me away forcefully and went to tidy up the mess on the bed.

"A 15-meter bed and you're worried about it being too cramped? Couples sleep on a 1-meter bed and still have to make room on one side."

"Ha...ha..." I clapped my hands and laughed loudly. Ling realized she had said something wrong and quickly covered my mouth with one hand to stop me from laughing, while hitting me repeatedly with the other.

"Okay...okay, whatever you say, I'll do as you say," I was so excited I almost fainted, unable to contain my joy, I kissed Ling on the ear.

"Don't do that, my sister's here,"

I glanced at my sister, who was covering her mouth with one hand and giggling. I winked at her, "What are you laughing at? You'll get what's coming to you tonight," I muttered to myself...

Ling lay beside me, and my younger sister lay beside Ling. Time passed by, but I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. The ticking of the clock on the table grew clearer and clearer. My girlfriend,

lying in my arms, was clearly fast asleep. I pulled my hand away and let my girlfriend lie under my arm. Naturally, my fingers touched my younger sister's soft hair. I casually stroked it a few times, and she stirred slightly, readjusting her sleeping position. This slight movement allowed my hand to touch her cheek.

"Is she still awake?"... I began to feel my heart racing. The clear, thumping sound, mixed with excitement and nervousness, made my hand tremble slightly.

I boldly stroked her cheek, feeling her rapid breathing. Her full lips trembled slightly, and she swallowed softly. Her hot lips were already starting to crack. I knew she wasn't asleep yet…

In the dim light of the bedside lamp, I saw her eyes closed, her long eyelashes fluttering gently. Tiny beads of sweat glistened on her small nose. Her sensual lips opened and closed under my touch, and a blush rose on her smooth, hot face.

Through her thin, white camisole nightgown, I could vaguely see her two mysterious little nipples, and her clear cleavage was like a deep, secluded valley between two mountain peaks…

Her flat stomach rose and fell irregularly, and I could imagine her heart racing, her blood boiling.

She was already burning with an inexplicable passion. Her fragrant hair was scattered on the bed, and her legs were curled up tightly together, as if resisting some force, or perhaps reveling in the sweet relief of a long-awaited rain.

Her tall figure and the short, ill-fitting pajamas, coupled with her constant writhing on the bed, nearly exposed her buttocks. Following the inner thighs, one could see black lace panties; the material of these panties had clearly been carefully calculated by unscrupulous merchants, the poor little panties barely able to fulfill their intended purpose. Her plump inner thighs were sexy and alluring, seemingly untouchable yet so close.

Looking at her as a whole, it resembled a continuous mountain range, with peaks and valleys rising and falling, or a vibrant, ever-changing Viennese sculpture.

Not wanting her to feign sleep while receiving my caresses, I pinched her soft little cheek hard, eliciting a soft moan from her."Hmm..."

She opened her almond-shaped eyes and glared at me, then pinched my arm hard. It hurt, but it excited me because that pinch told me she wasn't asleep and accepted my caresses...

I know my girlfriend well; she's a workaholic, but also very conscious of her health. She goes to bed before 10 pm every night and gets into bed quickly. She seemed happy about my sister's visit and my presence today, and had drunk quite a bit. She was sound asleep, which emboldened me.

I shifted my sleeping position and unconsciously brought my hand to my nose to smell it. The intoxicating scent of her youthful body lingered on her fingers, making me feel intoxicated and excited, my whole body hot, and a strange discomfort in my groin—a mixture of emptiness and unbearable urges, as if a powerful force was about to erupt. This forced me to squeeze my legs together and curl up...

But in my mind, an extreme imagination had already taken hold, and it was this imagination that prompted me to reach out my hand again and gently place it on her soft breasts. She shuddered, grabbing my hand tightly and trembling incessantly. Her hand didn't stop me from touching her, but rather seemed helplessly afraid that I would continue to caress her, yet unwilling to push me away, even not wanting me to leave, sliding up and down along my hand...

I heard her breathing become heavier and more rapid, with soft panting and the sound of her body wriggling on the bed. My hand gently caressed her soft breasts, and her body responded in constant up-and-down movements, from her shoulders to her cleavage, to her nipples, to her armpits, to her lower abdomen, to her waist, every part of her skin was supple and plump, extremely dynamic and elastic. She kept changing positions, and even when lying on her back, her breasts remained high and firm. I gently pinched her nipple, which was about the size of a mung bean, and she suddenly convulsed as if she had been electrocuted, her fingernails almost digging through my hand. She closed her eyes tightly...

"Mmm...ah...mmm...ah...ouch...ya..." In a short while, her nipple suddenly turned into the size of a small red date...

My body and hers were almost entirely pressed against my girlfriend's. Afraid of waking her up from breathlessness, I sat up and tiptoed to the other side of the bed, crouching down around my younger sister's waist. She was a little afraid her older sister would wake up and see what was happening between us, so she pushed me away, signaling me to go back to sleep. I immediately kissed her. At first, she tried to turn her head to the other side, but my tongue was already deeply inside her mouth, preventing her from turning away. She only lightly punched my back, then simply hugged my waist and gently kissed me with the tip of her tongue. She licked my strong, long tongue. My feet were on the ground, my upper body pressed against her chest. Bare-chested, I rubbed my chest against her breasts. Only a thin, warm, soft nightgown separated our skin. I greedily sucked on her fragrant tongue, her red lips, her earlobes, and her neck. She also actively stroked my hair and shoulders. She was excited, but also afraid that her moans would wake her sister. She bit my arm.

My hands roamed around her waist. I had lifted her super short nightgown to her chest. Her firm breasts covered the nightgown, revealing most of them. I used my tongue to forcefully lift the nightgown, finally sucking her red nipple into my mouth. I sucked and gently bit it at the same time. Her hands wrapped tightly around my neck, and her legs were crossed. Sometimes I would lightly lick her nipples, sometimes I would suckle her areolas with my lips, and sometimes I would squeeze her breasts violently with my chin and nose. My hand had unconsciously slipped down to her lower abdomen, and I would slide my little finger along the elastic leather band of her panties from her buttocks to her waist and then to her lower abdomen. She bit me hard, her arms tightly wrapped around my neck, trying her best not to make a sound, but I could still hear her panting and moaning sounds mixed with happiness and pain. I moved my hand to her legs and began to caress her snow-white thighs, which kept changing positions to cooperate with my caresses... Sliding up her thighs, I felt the warmth, softness, and dampness on the inside of her thighs. I slowly moved upwards, and my thumb touched her panties. Her whole body trembled. She tried to use one of her hands to pull my sliding hand away, but she was too weak and limply scratched and hit the back of my hand.

Ignoring her attempts to stop me and her tightly closed legs, I continued my seemingly forceful yet gentle caresses. Knowing resistance was futile, she wrapped her arms around my neck again, as if only then could she find her balance. I forcefully spread her legs and gently touched her narrow panties. The damp panties clung tightly to her vulva. I used my index finger to lift the crotch of her panties and then released them; the lace panties immediately clung back to their original shape. I caressed the edges of her panties, my tongue already subtly moving to her lower abdomen, then slowly licking towards her genitals…

She could no longer reach my neck, so she grabbed the pillow beside her and hugged it tightly to her chest. She could no longer bite my arm, so she bit her lower lip…

My lips moved to the inside of her thighs, my tongue encountering the black panties, and at the same time, I smelled… A scent, not of flowers, yet more beautiful and alluring than any floral fragrance,

drew me in. I began to lose my senses, becoming somewhat frantic… I bit down on her panties and pulled them to one side, revealing her delicate labia. Covered in wetness, her white labia glistened in the dim light. Sparse, curly, soft pubic hair drooped at the edge of her vulva due to the dampness. Although her labia were pressed tightly together, they couldn't contain the glistening vaginal fluid slowly flowing from below… I tried to use the tip of my tongue to trace the fluid along the vulva upwards.

“Mmm… Ah…” she cried out. She didn't want her sister to wake up and disturb this beautiful moment. Knowing she couldn't control herself, she quickly brought the pillow to her mouth, biting down on the pillowcase and burying her face in it, trying to hold her breath. Her legs had unknowingly spread wide open.

I ignored her moans, pressing my nose against the small opening and swaying it from side to side, while my tongue gently teased below. One hand pulled down her panties, while the other kneaded her breasts…

“…Mmm…mmm…moans occasionally escaped from under the pillowcase…ah…”

Hearing her moans, I felt a surge of desire. My lower abdomen throbbed with blood, and my penis, barely contained by my tight panties, peeked out from the side, standing erect between my legs…I tried to tuck it back in, but noticed a trickle of glistening fluid on the egg-sized glans…

This wasn't like me; normally I wouldn't feel this way. It was the alluring moisture from her private parts… The change was due to the breath, and also to the incredibly tender, half-open, half-closed, budding vulva…

I had no time to notice the changes in my penis. With the extra fingers pulling down my underwear, I gently parted her labia. The bright red labia minora shyly hid inside, and the flowing vaginal fluid seemed to originate from them. Above them stood a tender, flower-like clitoris. I took it into my mouth and sucked on it. She clamped my head between her legs, signaling me not to be too rough. I gently licked it, and her legs slowly… She boldly opened her mouth, and with soft moans, her movements began to rhythmically match my kisses…

Following the flow of water, I tried to find the opening, but all I saw was water, no entrance. I tentatively pressed my tongue against the water, and she suddenly contracted her hips, grabbed my hair, and began stroking my head. I slowly pushed in again, inching my way in. I felt my wide tongue being squeezed very narrowly, and it hurt a little. She reached out and cupped my cheeks… Pulling her up, I knew she was indicating she needed a more reassuring action. Gazing at her moist vulva, I reluctantly raised my head...

At this moment, my penis felt like it was about to burst, the entire glans translucent. It was probably my most satisfying part. Proud of my performance, I pulled her hand over so she could touch my penis. She obediently reached out, but when she touched my genitals, she was startled. She opened her closed eyes, slightly raised her head, first looking at the "monster" in her hand, then looking at me with worried eyes.

I lifted my soon-to-be sister-in-law's right leg, which was lying on her side, and positioned my already erect penis at the same level as her vulva. I squeezed the large glans between her tightly closed labia majora, sliding it from side to side. The vulva was stretched open, revealing the clitoris, but it seemed much larger than before. I rubbed my penis up and down and side to side with one hand, while my other hand continued to caress her lower abdomen and breasts. She closed her eyes again, hugged the pillow with both hands, biting the corner of the pillow with her lips, and swayed her head from side to side.

I occasionally let the head of my penis collide and touch her clitoris, and she made different sounds at the same time.

"...Hmm...Ah..."

Slowly, I moved the head of my penis to the spot where she was wet, and with the help of the flowing vaginal fluid, I shook my penis. Soon, the head of her vagina was covered with a shiny, slippery secretion. I thought the time was right, so I tentatively pushed hard into the spot where she was wet. I didn't go in, but she cried out and pulled her buttocks back more.

"Does it hurt?" I asked in her ear:"A little... just a little..." she gasped, "Just a tiny bit, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you too much."...

She nodded and gave me a shy smile. Now my target was the gushing opening. I kept thrusting to get her used to my rhythm, and sure enough, she seemed to relax a lot and kept thrusting back and forth with me. I knew she was experiencing a kind of pleasure she had never felt before from the thrusting motion. We were in perfect sync...

Watching her flow more and more, I suddenly thrust my hips forward sharply...

"...Ouch...ah...ah...ah..."

Her continuous screams and struggles terrified me. My girlfriend, Ling, was lying next to me. If she woke up and saw us like this, I really didn't know how to handle it. I reached out and covered her lips, but "...mmm...mmm..." sounds still escaped...

She pressed her hands against my groin, trying to escape the tearing pain. I saw that the huge head of my penis had already entered her small opening, now stuck in the groove between the head and the shaft, a little stuck, and I was also in a slight pain myself...

Her labia majora were squeezed to one side, piled high, and the small slit was torn open, revealing her bright red clitoris and labia minora. There were traces of blood on my penis. I felt a pang of sympathy for her. I withdrew my penis and whispered in her ear, "Keep your voice down...keep your voice down...do you want your sister to wake up?"

My words reminded her, and she endured the pain without making a sound, but tears were already streaming from the corners of her eyes. She said angrily, "...You said it wouldn't hurt..."

"As long as you don't move...it won't hurt that much...really...trust me..." I said, while using one hand to wipe her eyes.

"I don't believe you anymore...I don't believe you anymore...you said you wouldn't go in...and then you went in...you're lying..."

"Can you suck it out with your mouth?" I said. She shook her head. I gently stroked her head with my left hand and brought my penis to her face with my right. She instinctively dodged and shook her head back and forth. The more she did this, the more excited I became. I moved closer to her, once, twice, until finally my penis touched her cheek. She stopped shaking her head, letting my penis rub against her face and chin. My penis was completely covered in her vaginal fluid, smearing her face with it. She remained obediently still, her hands gripping the pillow tightly. She closed her eyes and mouth, looking somewhat pained. At this moment, I was incredibly excited.

"Quick, open your mouth and stick out your tongue!" I urged urgently.

"Stretch it out longer, stick it out even more!" I almost shouted.

To a girl who didn't know what oral sex was, I felt a little guilty for doing this to her. But at this point, I couldn't control myself anymore, and I vigorously rubbed my glans against her tongue.

"Open your mouth, bigger, bigger," I coaxed.

"Don't use your teeth, okay, suck it, harder; yes, great, suck harder." I touched her cheeks with both hands, indicating how to suck harder, and soon I heard a sound like a child eating a popsicle coming from her mouth. My penis grew bigger and harder with each sucking. After a while, she spat it out, looked up at me, and said with a pained expression, her mouth half-open.

She murmured, "My mouth is so sore!" I laughed and said, "It's normal at first, you'll get used to it with practice."

I brought my penis to her mouth again, took her right hand, and said, "Here, hold it, put it in your mouth, and gently stroke it upwards. Yes, good, slower. Suck while you stroke, open your mouth wider. Good, oh! That feels so good."

I tried to thrust my penis into her mouth, first the glans, then half of the shaft. Then I pressed her head down with my hand, and with a thrust of my hips, my penis reached her throat.

She pushed me away abruptly, gagged a few times, and said with tears in her eyes, "Don't do this, it's my first time. Please spare me."

I said, "Okay, open your mouth wide, let me do it myself."

I skillfully manipulated my penis, aimed it at her mouth, and quickly stroked it up and down.

She stood there with her mouth open, seemingly unaware of what was about to happen. A stream of white semen gushed out with a whoosh, hitting her mouth before she could react. Her head instinctively jerked back, but I pressed it down with my hand, and then quickly shoved my penis back into her mouth. I gripped my penis tightly, repeatedly spraying my semen into her mouth.

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