Oh...brother

Oh… Brother
(Part 1)

I wonder if all men like to use the brother-sister relationship as a way to reject girls. That's how it was for me. In my senior year of high school, I suddenly gained a brother.

He was a senior at a prestigious university, and I admired him greatly. He made me realize for the first time how profound and unforgettable the feeling of loving someone could be. But he told me that in his heart, I had always just been his sister. And so, we became what is called brother and sister, perhaps the shortest distance between us.

However, what I couldn't understand was how a man could enjoy having sex with his own sister. It happened one evening not long after the start of my senior year. I was in evening self-study when my brother suddenly called to tell me that he and his girlfriend had broken up and he was very unhappy. To comfort my brother, I secretly slipped out of the classroom.

We chatted for a while. He said he and his girlfriend hadn't spoken to each other for over three weeks, and they finally broke up today. He seemed to have had some drinks and looked very sad. I didn't know how to comfort him. As he was talking, he suddenly pulled me into his arms and buried his head in my chest.

I was so excited. It was the first time he had ever held me like that. I felt so warm and comfortable. His face was pressed tightly against my breast. This was the first time a man had been so close to my sensitive areas, and it was my first love. I was so nervous. I didn't know what to do, so I just sat there dumbfounded on the grass.

We were in a thicket of bushes, in complete darkness. From the outside, no one would have guessed there was someone on the grass. My brother hugged me for a while, then suddenly slipped his hand inside my school uniform from my waist and began to caress my body. At first, he just kept touching my lower abdomen, circling my navel. Then, it seemed he was gradually moving his hand up to my breasts, occasionally touching my bra.

I was terrified. Although I liked him, I was still a girl. How could he be so brazen, touching me wherever he wanted? I tried to pull his hand away, but he was so strong. Even with both my hands combined, I couldn't stop his right hand from moving on my body. Instead, in a moment of carelessness, his left hand slipped in from behind and unhooked my bra. The bra, which had been tight, came loose, and my brother's hand quickly reached for my chest, grabbing my breasts.

I never expected things to turn out like this. My brother clamped my body between his legs, pressing down on my upper body with both hands, one in front and one behind, his right hand alternately kneading my nipples. All my struggles were futile. I couldn't scream and shout that I was being molested; after all, he was the person I loved most.

"Brother, don't do this... please..." I pleaded softly.

But my brother ignored me completely, kissing my face and neck while panting, saying, "My dear sister, you have such a great figure." So many times, I could only be close to my brother in my dreams, and now he was truly holding me in his arms. I could even feel his already swollen lower body, but I couldn't accept it all. This moment, this way, was unacceptable.

"Brother, please..." My nose stung, and tears streamed down my face.

My tears seemed to have some effect; my brother froze, but didn't let go. He whispered in my ear, "I'm sorry, sister, I was too rough, but do you know how much I need you?" His voice was so gentle, it softened my heart. He continued, "I'm in so much pain, nobody cares about me, nobody loves me..."

"Brother, don't say that," I interrupted him, my heart breaking. "You still have me, brother."

"You're so good, little sister, please don't reject me, okay?" my brother said.

"But... brother, if you need it, I'll give it to you, but not tonight, okay?" I was telling the truth. That night, I was completely unprepared; I was still a little girl not even 17.

My brother continued, "Little sister, I'm not afraid to tell you, but to satisfy my girlfriend, I've been taking sex drugs. These drugs are harmful to the body if you don't get an outlet. I haven't been with a woman for over a month. Are you really going to just leave me to die?" I couldn't believe my brother would say such things to me; I was so ashamed I didn't know what to say. Seeing that I remained silent, my brother's actions on me became frenzied once again.

My heart was pounding, and I was completely at a loss. My brother held me in his arms, caressing and kissing me. My hesitation led me to commit a grave mistake. My weak resistance was futile. My excited brother tore off my shirt and bra, pressed me, naked from the waist up, onto the grass, and repeatedly gnawed on my breasts. His stubble cut into the tender flesh of my breasts, causing a little pain, especially my nipples.

My brother was impatient. While licking my nipples, he reached his right hand to my inner thigh and rubbed my labia minora with one finger, soon separating my two closed labia.

"Ugh... Brother... no..." I tried one last time to remove his hand, but it was too late. My brother yanked my underwear and shorts down to my knees. Ah, I was completely naked! I was both ashamed and scared. It was outside, after all; what if someone came by?

My brother didn't care at all. He pulled off my pants and threw them far away, then started taking off his own. I knew he was going to take me tonight. Actually, I wasn't entirely against it at the time. I loved him so much, and I hoped that this would end me being his sister. I hoped he would take responsibility. But later I realized I was wrong.

My brother looked very excited; his erect penis was thick and long, especially the huge head. At that time, I didn't understand what sex was; I only knew it would make my brother happy. I dared not look at my brother's crotch, but instead gazed up at the stars. That night, the sky was exceptionally clear, and I could still clearly recall the Big Dipper in the sky—it was beautiful. Under that beautiful starry sky, I gave my virginity to the one I loved.

I don't know how my brother entered my body; I only felt intense pain, a piercing pain that shot through my vagina when his steel-like penis pierced through me. I didn't scream, not even a groan. I was afraid of being heard, and I didn't want to spoil my brother's experience. I didn't cry either. Giving my first time to the one I loved, I had no regrets at that moment.

Something huge was inserted into my lower body. I knew it was my brother's genitals. Having taken sex education classes, I knew a little about it.

He repeatedly thrust his penis in and out of my vagina, squeezing it open and closed. It felt a little strange, but overall not too bad; it was a little itchy. Every few thrusts, he would stop to kiss my nipples, neck, and cheeks. His hands grasped my breasts, kneading my nearly fully developed breasts into various shapes.

That night, my brother was almost unable to hold back after a few minutes, but he looked very satisfied. Before climaxing, he stopped, leaned down, and hugged me, his tongue entering my mouth. And so, on my first night, my brother also received my first kiss.

I kissed him passionately, pouring out all the emotions of a young girl, as if the whole world consisted only of my brother and me. Our lips met, our tongues intertwined. My brother's beard was a little prickly, but to me it was something I'd always longed for.

Finally, my brother began his final assault. He cupped my buttocks, his enormous penis thrusting rapidly in and out of my vagina. After dozens of high-frequency thrusts, his penis reached the deepest part of my body, thick semen shooting into my uterus like a tidal wave. I could feel his warm love fluid, surging towards the end of my vagina more than a dozen times in a row. His penis seemed to be filled with power, each strong throbbing completely ejaculating his bodily fluids into my uterus.

Long after my brother ejaculated, he still held me tightly, kissing me and penetrating me, unwilling to let go. At that moment, I felt like the happiest person in the world. The satisfied yet reluctant expression on my brother's face is something I will never forget.

My brother finally exhausted himself, collapsing wearily onto me, panting heavily. The grass was hard, and my brother was quite heavy; my back ached like it was being pricked with needles. But I endured the pain without moving, savoring that moment of skin-to-skin contact with my brother, that unhindered feeling of complete merging into one.

How I longed for my brother to say "I love you" to me! I had imagined him saying those words in different situations, but I never thought I would hear them after making love with him. How sweet that would be! However, I didn't hear the sweet words I had been waiting for. My brother's breathing gradually calmed down, and he gave me one last deep kiss on the lips before carefully withdrawing his now limp penis from my body. I then realized I was bleeding heavily; my inner thighs were limp, and the grass beneath me was stained red.

My brother had ejaculated a lot of semen inside me. As soon as I sat up, a large pool of thick, white fluid flowed out. Luckily, I always kept a couple of sanitary pads with me, which allowed me to put my pants back on, but my genitals still ached. My brother didn't say anything more, just silently helped me straighten my clothes, helped me up, and said, "Go home early." It was as if nothing had happened.

That night, I felt like I was in a daze, returning to the classroom with a confused mind, not even remembering what I reviewed. It's hard to imagine that a boy could produce so much semen. Even after I finished studying and returned home, sticky fluid was still leaking from my vagina. But I didn't shower that night; I couldn't bear to wash away my brother's essence.

The next day, I couldn't concentrate in class at all; my brother's image kept floating in my mind. That night, I couldn't resist sneaking out of school to find him again. I still held onto hope that I wouldn't just be his sister anymore, that I could be his girlfriend. I went to the small apartment he rented. My brother wasn't a very active person; he always liked to play with his computer in his room when he had nothing to do.

I missed him so much. As soon as he opened the door, I rushed into his arms without hesitation. He gently stroked my long hair, kissing my cheeks, ears, and lips. I hugged his neck and stood on tiptoe, trying to suck on his lips. My crazy actions seemed to surprise my brother a little, but he didn't resist.

After a while, my brother picked me up, put me on his bed, and started to undress me. I didn't resist. Like an obedient child, I consciously took off my clothes. I loved watching my brother's expression when we made love—that satisfied yet possessive look in his eyes, that expression as if he wanted to devour me whole.

Because we were indoors, I felt much more relaxed that day. My brother and I rolled around naked on the bed, and it didn't hurt when he entered me; it felt wonderful. My genitals were very wet, and I experienced multiple orgasms. Perhaps because we had done it the night before, my brother was particularly vigorous. We made love for over an hour, but his semen volume didn't decrease at all; the milk-like liquid poured into my uterus once again.

That night we went wild. After our first time, my brother dragged me into the bathroom for a couples' bath. He made me spread my legs so he could watch his semen flow out of my vagina, and he even made me urinate in front of him. I didn't know why my brother had such an embarrassing fetish, but I really loved him and always gave in to his demands. We bathed for a long time, my skin was practically peeling off, and then we made love again before rushing home.

I never became his girlfriend. My brother bought me emergency contraception, and I remained his little sister. Soon I heard he and his girlfriend had gotten back together. I was heartbroken and didn't see him for a month. But our sexual relationship didn't end; what could I do when I loved him so much?

Later, I started taking birth control pills long-term. My brother would ask me to "play" every now and then. I did almost everything I could for him. I swallowed his semen, let him use an endoscope to look at my vagina, and even took sex drugs to increase my libido. My brother always ejaculated inside me during sex.

This relationship continued until I went to university. By then, he had graduated and started working. Later, I secretly read his diary and found out that my brother had been taking testosterone, and his girlfriend had always refused to have sex with him. Therefore, he had only been able to release his sexual desire by having sex with his sister—me.

What saddened me even more was that my brother wrote in his diary that every time he ejaculated inside me, he would silently mutter his girlfriend's name in his mind. I can't believe I've unwittingly been a sex slave for three years, even sacrificing my precious virginity.

Recently, I saw a report online saying that after a man's sperm enters a woman's uterus, only a portion flows out; the rest is absorbed, and the DNA from both partners mixes. If a woman has sex with the same man for a long time, a large amount of his DNA will accumulate in her uterus, causing her future children to resemble him.

My brother has been taking testosterone for a long time, so his sperm count and motility must be high; he might have already "contaminated" my uterus. But I love him so much, I can't leave him. We're still maintaining this sibling relationship. I hope he'll change his mind, but will that day ever come?

(II)

Before I knew it, I was already a sophomore. Watching my close friends fall in love one by one, I started to waver. After all, everyone has a first love, and although first love is hard to forget, grasping the happiness I can see is the most important thing. I also had no shortage of suitors, so I decided to forget the past and find my own happiness. So I stopped contacting my brother and refused to answer his calls. I thought avoiding him might be the best way to forget him.

One weekend evening, I lay in my room reading a book. I counted the days; it had been four weeks since I last saw my brother, almost a month. I couldn't help but laugh at myself. Didn't I say I didn't miss him? Why am I missing him again?

Actually, my brother is a good person, but he also has the right to choose love. Am I being too possessive, trying to tie him down? It's been so long since I've seen him. Does my brother miss me? My mind is in turmoil, and I can't sleep. Suddenly, I long for him to appear right now, for his caresses, for his body… After all, it's been two years. We've been husband and wife for two years. I enjoy every moment we're together, and I like it. But what I want is a future, something my brother can't give me. That's why I've decided to leave him.

Lost in thought, my phone rang. Ah, it's a text from my brother. I turned it on and saw: "I'm downstairs at your place. I'm coming up now." Oh

my god, could it really be him? I looked out the window, and sure enough, it was him. A familiar figure walked into the stairwell. He's so bold as to come to my house! If my parents find out about our relationship, it'll be terrible!

I quickly left my room. Luckily, it wasn't late, and my parents were asleep. I tiptoed out of the living room, carefully opening the door. A moment later, I saw my brother coming up the stairs. He saw me too, and he called out happily, "Little sister..."

"Shh..." I gestured for him to be quiet, pulled him into the room, closed the door again, and quickly led him to my room, locking the door behind me. As

soon as I bolted the door, my brother hugged me from behind and kissed my neck. He's always so eager. Before I could say anything, his lips were already pressed against mine, sealing my kiss.

My brother must have drunk quite a bit tonight; he reeked of alcohol, his face was flushed, and he was burning hot, like a little furnace. My brother picked me up and placed me on the bed, his hands exploring my upper body as he unbuttoned my clothes. I don't usually wear a bra to sleep, so this was more comfortable. My loose nightgown was easily removed, and he then took off my pajama bottoms, undressed himself, and climbed into my bed.

My brother seemed to have drunk quite a bit; he looked a bit scary, with bulging veins on his face and bloodshot eyes. After graduating, my brother found a sales job, which often required him to drink with clients. He was always particularly aroused after drinking, and he would ejaculate a lot of semen every time they made love. Therefore, when there were important projects, I would almost always stay at my brother's rented apartment, serving him like a wife.

My brother was on top of me, greedily licking my face and neck, rubbing his body against me incessantly. He loved this; he always praised my delicate skin, saying he couldn't get enough of it. His magnificent chest rubbed against my breasts, squeezing them into various shapes. My nipples felt itchy and tingly from his kneading, a feeling that was incredibly pleasurable.

His mouth moved downwards, nibbling and kissing, his stiff whiskers tracing my breasts, waist, and lower abdomen, stinging a little, but not at all unpleasant. He gave my vaginal opening a very light kiss, then cupped my buttocks, carefully examining my genitals. I felt a little embarrassed, and I covered my genitals with my hands, trying to hide his gaze.

My brother removed my hand and said, "I've already penetrated you and touched you, what are you still shy about?"

"Um...you always want to look at my private parts..." I blushed with embarrassment. Actually, I was willing to listen to my brother talk about my private parts because I couldn't see what they looked like, but I was also a very shy girl, and it always made me feel embarrassed to expose my private parts to others.

My brother knew this, and he said to me, "Little sister, your hole is so beautiful, it's okay to look at it a few more times."

I said, "My little sister's private parts aren't for you to see, they're for your little brother to use."

My brother laughed and replied, "Okay, then little brother won't be polite."

My brother's penis stood up high, as hard as a rock, with bulging veins, and a little clear liquid secreted from the glans. It seemed he was really aroused today.

Over the past two years, my brother's penis has grown thicker and longer, a result of his long-term consumption of various tonics. But he says I also deserve credit, because I give him frequent opportunities to exercise, so he says not only has his penis become larger, but the force of his ejaculation has also improved significantly.

My brother knelt in front of me, I spread my legs, and he thrust his penis into my vagina. My brother and I are now very well-coordinated. He is very gentle with me, always careful when entering my body, but towards the end he often becomes quite rough. My brother's penis slowly entered my body, my lower body was filled to the brim, this was a long-lost feeling of fullness, and I couldn't help but moan joyfully. I felt so foolish, avoiding my brother for a month, only to realize how much we both needed each other.

My brother moved his lower body, rubbing his penis inside my vagina. He was particularly excited today, thrusting faster and with a better rhythm, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, making me feel very good.

"Little sister, you're in good shape today, getting excited so quickly," he said as he thrust. "Did you miss your brother?"

"Mmm...uh..." I moaned in response.

"If you miss your brother, just tell him, he'll take good care of you," he said, leaning down and pressing me beneath him, kissing my cheek. This was our favorite position; it allowed him more contact with my body while conserving his strength. I, on the other hand, loved the feeling of being conquered by his strong body.

"Brother, do you miss me?" I wrapped my limbs around my brother's body, making him press even closer to me.

"Yes, I miss you so much."

"What do you miss about me?"

"Everything, I miss my snow-white skin, my pert buttocks, my soft breasts, my slender waist, and my most comfortable little hole." "

Mmm, brother, you're so naughty." I bit his shoulder.

"It's true, brother really misses his lovely little sister so much. My dear little sister, it's been over two years since we met without us even realizing it," my brother said, stroking my breasts. "Back then, your breasts were just starting to develop, only the size of small cherries. Now, brother can't even hold them in one hand."

"Are you getting old now?"

"How could I? You're only 18 this year, the most beautiful age for a girl."

"You're not a girl anymore." I sighed.

"You're a young woman now, you've grown from a little girl into a beautiful young woman. Brother still remembers the first time we did it, you had so little hair down there."

"You big bad guy, you seduced a minor." I said coquettishly.

"Yes, I seduced a minor. You'd better call someone to arrest me!"

"I'll spare you if you promise to marry me," I said, half-jokingly.

"Ah, marrying your own sister, that feeling must be so exciting," my brother said noncommittally. I knew he was just trying to comfort me, but even so, it made me feel a little better.

My brother must have taken some kind of aphrodisiac again today; he was unusually vigorous, his rapid thrusting never stopping. My vagina was filled with fluid, and the skin below my abdomen was burning hot. I started to moan uncontrollably. My labia minora became very sensitive during intercourse, tingling and numb. Every now and then, my brother would thrust in particularly hard, squeezing the outer part of my vagina, which felt especially good.

I was gradually brought to the peak of my emotions by my brother. Fluid continuously secreted from the upper walls of my vagina, overflowing inside. The juncture of my brother and me made a splashing sound.

My body involuntarily curled upwards due to spasms. My brother, with his long experience, knew exactly what my body was doing. He knew I had orgasmed and further increased the frequency of his thrusts. My brother's onslaught caused me to climax. Suddenly, a lot of fluid gushed out of my vagina, crawling all over my buttocks and even wetting the sheets.

My brother rubbed my wet bottom with satisfaction and said, "Little sister, does my little brother feel good?"

"Mmm...uh...good..."

"Isn't brother amazing?"

"Brother...so strong...ah, brother...faster...cum...mmm..."

"Brother won't cum." My brother's thrusting speed didn't slow down at all, and the continuous attack made me cum again quickly. The fluid in my vagina, like my brother's strength, secreted endlessly, and large drops of water slowly rolled from my vaginal opening onto the bed. My whole body seemed to have become an erogenous zone, and I felt intense pleasure all over my body.

"Little sister, I heard you have a boyfriend?"

"Uh...mmm...uh...yes..." My voice became sweet and delicate, and I couldn't control myself.

"Do you like him a lot?"

"No...no..."

"Brother doesn't object to you being with boys, but if you want to be intimate, you must take precautions, okay?"

"No...I won't...uh...brother...I only...am...with...brother," I said breathlessly, "my...hole...is only for...brother...to enter, my...my body...is the cleanest...brother, don't worry...use it, I...only love...brother."

"You're so good, sister, huff..." Brother also started to pant, the continuous exercise made him look a little tired.

"Sister, your flesh smells so good, brother likes it so much."

"Brother...hurry up...shoot...uh...uh...uh...uh..." My third orgasm was almost here.

"Brother has prepared a lot of delicious food for sister to enjoy."

I knew he was talking about semen, this was a code only we could understand. I reached under my body and held his scrotum, it was indeed quite heavy. "The bag...it's so heavy...Brother has stored...a lot of food."

"Hmm, brother hasn't seen sister in so long. Last week brother even had a nocturnal emission. It's been so long since

I've had one." "Brother...I'm sorry...it's all my fault. I will never...leave brother without a word again."

"Good sister, brother doesn't blame you. You'll always be brother's good sister."

After saying that, brother's thrusting speed suddenly increased dramatically. I knew brother was about to ejaculate; he was always most vigorous before he climaxed. It was as if brother was trying to insert his penis into my uterus, each thrust slamming his shaft deep into my vagina, making it throb painfully. I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated again. Brother pulled my genitals up, making me watch as a shiny, large penis was relentlessly penetrating me. I had so much discharge that it splattered from my vagina, soaking a large patch of brother's pubic hair.

Brother finally reached the limit of his desire as well. He pressed me down again, kissing me passionately. My brother's tongue and penis were deeply inserted into my body, his long, fleshy shaft releasing masculine energy, a powerful surge of warmth hitting the deepest part of my body. The intense pleasure sent electric shocks through my body, almost making me faint.

My brother's thighs were taut; I knew he was ejaculating with all his might, until I could no longer feel any fluid entering my body, his penis still throbbing. I touched his scrotum and laughed, saying, "Brother's love potion is finished."

My brother said smugly, "There's still plenty. I'll feed you more when I've regained my strength."

His face wasn't as red anymore; the alcohol seemed to have worn off. I checked the time—good heavens, we'd been doing it for over two hours! My brother was exhausted too, collapsing limply onto me to rest. After a while, my brother's penis was completely soft, and he reluctantly left my body.

He found a pillow and placed it under my buttocks—a strange habit of his—saying he wanted his semen to "moisten" my uterus, claiming that male semen is beneficial to women. I've been taking birth control pills for a long time, so I wasn't worried about getting pregnant and let him do it. However, I often laughed at him, saying he'd picked up some twisted theory from somewhere, because semen isn't absorbed in the uterus at all, and it always leaks out after we finished. But my brother still enjoyed doing it to me like that.

That night we were wild, not sleeping a wink, making love three times in a row, until dawn. My brother, I don't know what kind of drug he'd taken, was not only exceptionally vigorous, but also ejaculated a large amount of semen each time.

After my parents went to work, when we went to the bathroom to wash ourselves, my brother pushed me down onto the bathroom floor and started having sex with me again. The fourth time, it lasted for more than an hour. When we showered together, I noticed that my vagina was bleeding. Although it wasn't much, it scared me, and my brother stopped making sexual advances.

After that, my brother often came to my house to have sex with me. He said he liked my bed very much because it was clean and smelled good, much better than his doghouse.

(III)

My brother's girlfriend, Xiaojing, is my senior, one year ahead of me. For a while, my brother suddenly stopped coming to see me and didn't call me. Every time I couldn't help but call him, we could only exchange a few words. I was in so much pain during that time. I felt like I'd lost my soul, and I couldn't muster the energy to do anything. I realized then how much I truly loved him and how much I needed him. I also heard from other girls that Xiaojing was living with her boyfriend, which made me feel even worse.

Finally, one day, my phone rang. It was my brother calling. I was so excited! I had been longing to hear his deep, resonant voice. But what I heard was incredibly disheartening.

"Xiaoxuan, I'm leaving," my brother said calmly on the other end of the line.

"Leaving? Where to?" I asked.

"I'm going to another city, far away from here, because of work," my brother replied. "I'm calling to say goodbye."

"Then... brother, will you come back here?" I asked eagerly. "When are you leaving? Will you come to see me before you leave?"

"Yes, I promise you, I will definitely come back. My flight is the day after tomorrow at noon. Are you free tomorrow night?"

"Yes, yes," I said quickly. "Brother, you must come."

"Okay, little sister, I will."

"By the way, brother, I heard you're living with Sister Xiaojing now," I asked again.

"Hmm..."

"Really?" I forced a happy expression, even though I felt I didn't need to. But for some reason, I pretended to be genuinely happy for my brother on the other end of the phone. "Hey, she must still be a virgin, right?" I asked mischievously in a low voice.

"Hmm..."

My brother's brief reply sent my spirits plummeting. The last glimmer of hope I held onto was completely shattered. Of course, I didn't show it. I still said in a cheerful tone, "Brother is so amazing."

But my brother seemed even less willing to talk about it. He simply said, "It's nothing, Xiaoxuan, wait for my call tomorrow night." Then he said goodbye and hung up. I knew he must be with Sister Xiaojing tonight; after all, that was his true haven. But none of that mattered anymore. My brother was leaving the city, and I knew Xiaojing would be just as unhappy as I was. We're all women, I understand.

The next evening, after my dance rehearsal, I rushed home. I didn't ask for leave because I knew it wouldn't make a difference. My parents usually went to bed at 10 pm, so my brother wouldn't come early, and besides, he would definitely be with Xiaojing. I took a shower, changed into clean pajamas, and made an excuse that I was tired and needed to rest early. I locked myself in my room and waited quietly for my brother's call. My parents loved me very much; when they heard I was tired, they turned off the TV and went to bed early so as not to disturb my rest.

Finally, my brother called. "Xiaoxuan, where are you?"

"I'm at home, brother," I said.

"I'm coming now, you wait for me obediently in the room."

"Okay," I said sweetly, "Little sister has washed herself and smells wonderful, waiting for big brother to come."

"Hmm, big brother will come and enjoy himself soon."

After hanging up the phone, I waited at the window like a waiting-for-husband stone. Soon, my brother's figure appeared downstairs. I quietly went out and opened the door, letting my brother into my room. As soon as the door was locked, I couldn't wait to kiss my brother. I love it when my brother kisses me and uses his strong arms to tightly hug my body, squeezing hard, as if he wants to melt me into his body.

"Hmm... little sister's mouth smells so good." My brother praised.

I didn't want to say anything, I just put my tongue into my brother's mouth and kept swallowing his saliva. A moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold. I don't know if I'll ever see my brother again after he leaves. The passionate kiss was so intoxicating that soon the strong suction made me dizzy. I released my lips and leaned weakly against my brother's chest. He pressed his face against my forehead, and his large hand stroked my long hair from top to bottom.

"Brother, did you bring your medicine? Tonight, you can't just sleep by yourself and neglect your sister, okay?" I whispered.

"Yes," my brother said, "I won't be neglected tonight."

I added, "Brother, let me give you oral sex."

"Oh? I thought you hated giving me oral sex." My brother seemed surprised that I would make this request, because I rarely agreed to his requests before.

"Of course not," I said, "Brother's semen tastes so good."

Actually, I was lying, but tonight was the last night. As long as my brother was happy, what else mattered?

I took off my pajamas and underwear and threw them aside. Then I helped my brother take off his clothes and then knelt down and took his glans into my mouth, licking it for him.

My brother's penis was thick and long, with an especially large glans; less than half of it went into my mouth. I pressed my tongue against the most sensitive part of his glans, rubbing it back and forth. My brother closed his eyes comfortably, his hands stroking my hair and face. I hadn't applied any moisturizer after showering today. My brother loves licking and touching my skin; he often says it's the most precious thing in the world to him.

My brother's breathing became stronger, and his glans became salty, with a lot of slippery fluid oozing out.

My brother started to get excited. He helped me onto the bed, made me lie on my back, sat on my shoulders, held my head so I couldn't move, and then slowly thrust his penis in and out of my mouth. My brother is always like this; once he gets excited, he becomes a bit sadistic, as if making me uncomfortable makes him even more excited. But he still loves me and would never hurt me, so he only makes very small movements, stopping each time he gets close to my throat, otherwise I would definitely feel so uncomfortable that I would vomit.

"Little sister, after I ejaculate, don't swallow it right away, just keep it in your mouth, okay?"

I couldn't speak, so I just nodded. I cooperated with my brother's movements, constantly stimulating his genitals with the tip of my tongue. His penis grew thicker and harder, and finally, he ejaculated. Gushes of thick semen sprayed into my mouth, and I became nervous and choked, as I always did when I gave my brother oral sex, since semen tastes really bad. My brother's penis finally stopped trembling. Because it was his first ejaculation, the amount was particularly large, and my mouth was full of a salty, bitter, and slightly fishy liquid.

"Come on, open your mouth and let your brother see." My brother stared excitedly at the white liquid in my mouth. "Good little sister, does your brother's love juice taste good?" I nodded. My brother was very satisfied. While admiring my appearance, he inserted his fingers into my vagina and gently rubbed them. After a while, he stroked my hair and said, "Swallow slowly." So, under my brother's gaze, I swallowed the slippery semen in my mouth little by little.

I rinsed my mouth briefly. My brother's hands never left my vagina. He had one arm around my waist, placing my buttocks on his lap, while his other hand used various techniques to tease my vulva, stimulating my labia majora, minora, and clitoris. "No matter how I play with your vagina, it's still so tender," he exclaimed.

I grasped his penis and began stroking it up and down. His penis quickly became erect again, full of power—the effect of the drug. His technique was excellent, making me feel incredibly good. My clitoris swelled and tingled from his teasing, and my vaginal opening was wet with fluid. He bent over, pulling me into his arms, kissing my cheeks incessantly. His hard, bristly penis felt like needles pricking my skin.

"Brother, I want...come in quickly..."

"Is your little sister in such a hurry?"

"Yes, my little sister's hole is specially for your lower body, not for your fingers." I said, hugging my brother's warm body.

"Okay, then brother is coming."

My brother spread my legs, his mountain-like body pressing me firmly onto the bed, making me feel exceptionally full and safe. My brother's long penis slid straight into my wet vagina, the large glans reaching deep into my body. I closed my eyes, focusing entirely on feeling my brother's hot penis and smooth body. I quickly became aroused. I knew my brother was about to leave. Tonight, I just wanted to indulge myself and leave a deep memory.

We rolled around on the bed, kissing and caressing each other wantonly. Our skin touched, our tongues intertwined, and our rising desire propelled our bodies together, rubbing against each other.

"Brother is so strong..." I quickly reached orgasm under my brother's thrusts. It was a wonderful feeling, being led to the peak of sexual pleasure by the man I loved. His strong penis was frantically going in and out of my vagina, our love juices mingling together, both of our genitals were wet, making beautiful sounds as we rubbed against each other. Our bodies were pressed together, and the rush of blood made our skin burning hot against each other.

"Is it deep enough, brother? Good sister."

"Yes, so deep... Brother is so amazing..."

"No, not enough, brother is going to put the head of his penis into sister's uterus."

"Mmm..." I was almost unable to bear my brother's penetration, the pleasure traveled through my whole body along my nervous system, and my vagina kept flowing with fluid. I put my hand to the place where our bodies were joined, and my brother's lower body was also very wet, wet from my bodily fluids. I was filled with a sense of satisfaction, and I wanted to give my brother everything. Under the influence of the drug, my brother performed very well, bringing me to several orgasms in succession. We did it for more than two hours, and the fluid in my vagina was almost all gone.

"Yesterday was my ovulation day, these next few days are my fertile window."

"Brother's calculations are spot on... So... Brother must ejaculate inside you... Your eggs are craving your love juices..." I've always taken birth control pills, so there's no risk of pregnancy.

My brother didn't say anything more. He bit my earlobe, his hips moving faster and faster, his hard penis thrusting in and out faster, finally plunging his entire penis inside me with one last thrust, forcefully ejaculating. My hands gripped his thighs; his leg muscles were taut, I knew he was aroused. His large penis throbbed violently inside my vagina, his thick penis thrusting into my uterus, spraying thick semen.

Two hours of intercourse left my vagina a little sore, but I didn't tell my brother. I kept his penis inside me; tonight was a special night, and making him comfortable was more important than anything else.

The long session had also exhausted my brother. He lay on top of me, completely drained, and soon fell asleep. He was heavy, but I didn't remain motionless, letting him lie on top of me as a cushion. My brother had taken medication, so his penis was still semi-erect after we finished, not completely soft, and still inside me. I gently stroked the back of his head and back to help him sleep more soundly.

My brother woke up after about half an hour's nap, and we immediately began our second round of frenzied sex. That night, we didn't sleep again. After making love once, we rested for a while and then continued. My brother's penis stayed inside my vagina all night, and our genitals never separated. Until the next morning, my brother ejaculated inside me for the last time.

"Brother has to go. It's already dawn."

"Brother must have used up all his love juice, that's why he said that," I said.

"Yes, brother gave all his love juice to his sister."

"Brother, promise me, you'll come back to see me when you have time, okay?"

"Okay, brother promises you. Brother will definitely come back." "

I'll be watching from the ground when brother's plane flies by," I said affectionately.

"Silly child." My brother kissed me long one last time before pulling out his penis, putting on his clothes, and leaving with a reluctant farewell.

After my brother left, when I wiped my lower body with a tissue, I found a trace of blood on the tissue. My vaginal opening had been injured by my brother again, but I didn't tell him. I hadn't slept all night, and I was really exhausted, but I couldn't sleep. I waited quietly on the balcony, counting the time. When the plane that I thought was my brother flew by swept across the sky, a sense of desolation rose in my heart. Perhaps it really was time to end it. When the plane disappeared into the vast sky, that was the end of my first love.

(IV)

After my brother left, my life returned to its mundane routine. I did the same things every day, quietly watching the time pass in the quiet days. Although there were many suitors on campus, I preferred to be alone. My heart was tired and needed rest. However, the body couldn't keep up with the mind's pace, and the physical desire lingered like a nightmare.

Xiaoqian, who slept in the lower bunk of mine, often brought her boyfriend back to the dorm to spend the night, making it difficult for me to sleep. Xiaoqian's boyfriend was named Acheng, and he looked very refined. When I first saw Acheng, I always felt that he looked like an older brother, so Acheng naturally became the object of my sexual fantasies. Of course, I didn't have feelings for Acheng; I just used him to comfort my loneliness at night.

Xiaoqian and Acheng's relationship developed quickly, and they were already sleeping in the same bed not long after they started. Acheng also became a regular visitor to the girls' dorm. I could see Acheng coming and going in the hallway almost every day, and he even stayed in our room for several days in a row. The girls were all used to it.

One night, after I finished my dance practice and returned to the dorm, I rested for a while, then packed my clothes and went to take a shower. Our accommodations were terrible, still retaining the old-fashioned structure of communal washrooms and toilets. In the washroom, there was a sink in the middle for brushing teeth, next to which were separate shower stalls by stone walls. There were no doors, just a bend at the entrance to conceal the shower stalls. Each shower stall had its own faucet—something anyone who's studied at a university in China will recognize.

Carrying my bucket and basin, I saw Xiaoqian and Acheng ahead of me, wrapped in a large towel, inseparable as they turned into the last few shower stalls.

"How dare they be so blatant," I thought. I deliberately chose a shower stall next to theirs, hoping to eavesdrop, but the echo was too loud; all I could hear was the rushing water. Bored, I just washed myself.

I lathered up with shower gel, washing myself thoroughly from head to toe. Then I poured body lotion on my hands, carefully cleaning my genitals. I'm a very clean girl; I always clean myself completely after dance practice.

As I washed, I suddenly felt a bit like having sex. I smelled so good, but there was no man to enjoy me—what a pity! If only my brother were here.

Just then, the sound of water next door stopped. I turned the tap down and listened intently to what was happening next door. Sure enough, I could faintly hear Xiaoqian's joyful panting. That alluring sound made me indulge in endless fantasies. "Oh… brother…" I stroked my body, and my brother's image flashed through my mind like scenes from a movie.

I was happily dreaming when the people next door finished. I heard Xiaoqian say, "Go back to sleep, I'll be back after I shower."

Then the sound of running water started again. Their ending didn't affect my mood; I continued to quietly immerse myself in the sweetness of my memories.

Just then, an arm suddenly appeared, wrapping around my waist from behind. Immediately afterward, a naked man's body pressed against me. I was startled and quickly turned around. Ah, it was my brother!? No, no, it was Acheng!

"You..." I was about to speak when Acheng quickly covered my mouth with his hand, and then his lips pressed against mine, our tongues intertwining. I immediately understood. Acheng had known I was showering next door all along, and he had barged in while Xiaoqian was washing herself.

"What a lecherous man," I thought. Perhaps it was because I had been sexually deprived for too long, and Acheng looked somewhat like my brother, but lust overcame my reason.

I simply relaxed my body and cooperated with Acheng's caresses. Acheng knew I had given my consent, and he loosened his grip on me, instead kneading and scratching my sensitive breasts and lower body, arousing my desire.

I felt a jolt of electricity; it had been so long since a man had touched my vagina, so long since a man had suckled my nipples—the sensation was simply intoxicating. Worried that Xiaoqian would notice, I turned the tap on full blast to drown out our noise.

"Come in quickly, your wife won't be showering for long anymore," I said, pinching A-Cheng's penis.

A-Cheng kissed my cheek and whispered, "Baby, I just ejaculated, how can I be so quick? You have to help me."

I understood what he meant. I squatted down, took his semi-erect penis into my mouth, pressed my tongue against the most sensitive coronal sulcus, and licked his large glans. A-Cheng's penis was slightly curved to the right when erect, like a crook. It was long, with a large glans, but the surface was smooth and the color was medium, neither too dark nor too light, making it look very clean. Therefore, I didn't mind putting A-Cheng's thing in my mouth at all.

Ah Cheng clearly enjoyed my services, closing his eyes like a child and murmuring, "So comfortable... Again... Continue..."

With my help, Ah Cheng quickly regained his strength, his crutch as hard as a curved blade. I braced myself against the wall, spreading my legs, and Ah Cheng, supporting my waist from behind, moved my lower body onto his penis. Aiming at his target, a scalding hot rod began to penetrate my body.

Ah Cheng's large penis entered slowly but smoothly. My vagina was filled with love juice, and Ah Cheng's glans pushed aside the surrounding vaginal walls, slowly drilling upwards until it reached the end of my vagina. It was a long-lost feeling. His thick, hard penis filled my entire vagina, from the entrance to my cervix, stretching it wide and blocking out every gap. It was so satisfying and sweet.

Ah Cheng pulled his thick penis out of my body, then thrust it in deeply again, over and over, each time with such force. Like a drinker who hadn't touched alcohol in a long time, I longed to get drunk to my heart's content. I swayed my body to match Ah Cheng's movements, trying to make his penis penetrate even deeper.

Ah-Cheng's hands kneaded my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples and making them tremble slightly. The movement was just like my brother's. I closed my eyes and let the exciting pleasure take me on a journey through happy memories, as if my brother was holding me and moving in and out of my body.

"Baby, you've developed so well, your skin is so smooth, and your proportions are just right," A-Cheng whispered in my ear. "You know, baby, cute girls like you are really popular these days. There must be a lot of guys chasing after you."

"Heh, really? Xiao-Qian is pretty good too," I said.

"Xiao-Qian is nothing. I was the one who deflowered the prettiest girl in your class. Her figure and skin are great too, but her nipples and labia aren't as pretty as yours," A-Cheng said. "It's like a dream. I never thought I could have sex with a girl who remains unmoved despite being pursued by so many guys. It's a pity you're not a virgin anymore, baby. Who did you give your first time to? I'm so jealous."

"Are you here to have sex or to talk nonsense?" I said.

"I'm here to save your baby," A-Cheng said. "Baby, let me tell you a secret. I've slept with at least ten girls, and you're the first non-virgin I've had."

"You mean my vagina is loose and not fun to play with, right?"

"Of course not, how could that be? Your vagina is very elastic. Xiao-Qian let me fuck her for a month, and now it feels almost the same as yours."

I didn't say anything more. Seeing that I wasn't talking, A-Cheng wisely shut up and started thrusting his penis very seriously, making me feel incredibly good. A-Cheng thrust very fast and didn't stop to rest at all. Before long, I could hear him panting heavily behind me.

He whispered in my ear, "Baby, I can't take it anymore, I'm about to cum."

I grabbed his hands, which were resting on my chest, and said, "Can you hold on a little longer? Just a little longer."

"No, Xiaoqian's about to finish showering." Ah Cheng was right; we'd been doing it for a while now.

It was so frustrating; my desire had just been ignited, and it was about to fade before I even reached orgasm.

I reluctantly said, "Fine, then go ahead and cum, just think about how good you are."

"Don't be upset, baby, there'll be other chances, okay? I promise."

After saying that, he increased the speed of his thrusting. His hard penis, like a high-speed piston, moved so fast that my vagina felt both sore and numb. I knew this was the final sprint. Finally, Ah Cheng's penis suddenly plunged into my vagina, the engorged glans pressing hard against the depths of my body. The rough pubic hair was pressed tightly against the entrance of my vagina. He ejaculated, gushing out streams of fluid like a fountain deep into my body.

Ah Cheng licked my back, savoring the last bit of pleasure from ejaculation. Finally, he kissed my left breast hard, sucking until it turned a deep red, before withdrawing his penis from my vagina.

Not long after Ah Cheng left, Xiao Qian from next door finished washing up. I felt like a guilty thief, too ashamed to utter a sound, only continuing to wash my body under the blazing tap.

Acheng's semen slowly flowed from my uterus, filling my entire vagina, dripping out one drop after another. It kept coming back after I washed, no wonder Xiaoqian took so long to wash; Acheng must have ejaculated even more inside her. After washing and drying myself, I discovered that Acheng had taken my underwear and bra when I wasn't looking—how utterly despicable!

Ever since that "intimate contact," Acheng frequently sought opportunities to get close to me. I usually ignored him in public, except for a few times when I couldn't resist my physical urges and let Acheng have his way with me.

Acheng is very good in bed; he always makes me feel incredibly good. He asked me to be his girlfriend several times, but I refused each time. I know very well that I don't love him, and I don't want to fall in love with him. Loving someone is too tiring; I've been tired of it for years and don't want to keep going. I want to rest.

Acheng's relationship with Xiaoqian didn't last long, but his sexual relationship with me lasted a long time. In college, Acheng was the only male classmate I had a sexual relationship with. To this day, the only man in my life besides him is my brother, who lives far away. My brother is the only person I miss. I wonder how he is doing now, in that foreign land. Is everything alright?

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Oh... Brother (Side Story) - A-Cheng's Story

Ever since A-Cheng and I had sex in the bathroom, he often found excuses to get close to me, especially during self-study.

I ignored him in public. If I wanted to have sex that day, I would study for a while and then stand alone outside the classroom for a while. A-Cheng would very tactfully follow me.

I set a rule for him: before each time we had sex, he had to tell me about a girl he had deflowered, and she had to be someone I knew. Acheng didn't mind showing off his impressive achievements, so he told me his story from the beginning of his school years.

Acheng was lucky enough to meet the most beautiful girl in our college (our school is a college system, where several related departments combine to form a college; large schools generally adopt this system) right after the start of the semester. At our college's welcome party, Acheng and our college beauty, Wenjia, were chosen as the male and female hosts.

Of course, good fortune usually only favors handsome men and beautiful women. And so, frequent contact and rehearsals led to a rapid development between Acheng and Wenjia, who were in different classes. Less than a week into the semester, they were seen as a couple on campus.

After all, she was the most beautiful girl in the college, and A-Cheng put in a lot of effort into winning her over. For a full month, he diligently served her, gradually breaking down Wen-Jia's psychological defenses. Finally, Wen-Jia opened herself up completely to A-Cheng.

Wen-Jia, like me, was a local. Her family had a house that had been vacant for a long time. One night, she and A-Cheng dated until late and couldn't go back to their dorm, so she took A-Cheng to her house. The house was very basic; there wasn't even a bed. A-Cheng moved an old sofa and spread clean newspapers on it. Wen-Jia then spread her legs on the stack of newspapers for A-Cheng.

A-Cheng hadn't expected Wen-Jia to be a virgin. He had already had relationships with two female classmates in high school, neither of whom could compare to Wen-Jia in looks or figure. A-Cheng thought that a woman as outstanding as Wen-Jia must have been a virgin before. Therefore, when Wenjia let out a painful groan, Acheng was simply stunned with excitement. He had become the first man of this stunningly beautiful woman.

Acheng successfully obtained Wenjia's virginity. From that night on, Acheng and Wenjia officially ended their Platonic love. In the days that followed, they enjoyed sexual intercourse almost every day, sometimes even several times a day.

Wenjia's skin was very delicate and soft, as if it could be pierced with a strong touch of a finger; her figure was very well-proportioned, neither too tall nor too short, neither too fat nor too thin, with pert buttocks and breasts, and a slender waist, making her irresistible to touch; not to mention her face, with fair and rosy skin, an oval face that was slightly round, a standard little beauty.

Acheng liked her very much and spent a lot of time with her. He still talks about this period with great enthusiasm.

What's most special is that Wenjia also has a younger sister who looks very much like her—also beautiful and charming, a buy-one-get-one-free deal. Wenjia's sister, Wenxuan, is two years younger than her and is in her first year of high school. They have a very good relationship. Because Wenxuan's name contains a character that I share, I was also very interested in Wenxuan's story and asked Acheng to tell me in detail.

Wenxuan usually boards at school and always pesters her sister to take her out to play on weekends, giving Acheng many opportunities to interact with her.

Acheng is a very attentive man, and gradually, Wenxuan clearly developed feelings for him, and their relationship quickly became closer.

One weekend, Wenxuan went to see a movie alone with Acheng. Wenjia was busy with other things that day and was completely unaware that the two were out alone. Acheng, of course, wouldn't miss this opportunity. He had everything planned beforehand, just waiting for Wenxuan to run into his arms.

Wenxuan was only 16 years old at the time, innocent and naive, completely unaware of how to resist a boy she liked. Halfway through the movie, Acheng led Wenxuan to the last restroom stall in the theater, where he easily stripped off all of Wenxuan's clothes. Wenxuan's buttocks weren't as big as her sister's, but like Wenjia's, they were round, white, and elastic.

In the same position Acheng and I were in in the shower room, Wenxuan stood and leaned against the wall, welcoming the first penis that entered her vagina. The girl bled a lot, and A-Cheng wiped her down with tissues while they were having sex, using up an entire pack.

A-Cheng said he had a great time that day; he had taken aphrodisiacs an hour beforehand, making him particularly strong. He lasted over an hour, and Wen-Xuan, who was having her first time, was brought to orgasm by A-Cheng. Her white vaginal fluids covered his entire penis. After they finished, A-Cheng even kept the girl's underwear as a souvenir.

From then on, A-Cheng established long-term sexual relationships with the Wen-Jia sisters. A-Cheng said that period was the most frequent time for him to have sex, and he had to take tonics every day, which was very painful. However, A-Cheng said that it also had benefits; through that period of training, his sexual ability improved rapidly, and he became increasingly longer-lasting.

Wenjia never imagined she would involve her younger sister as well. Even after Acheng and Wenjia broke up, Acheng maintained a relationship with her sister for a long time.

Acheng said he didn't want to break up with Wenjia; he liked her very much. They broke up because of another girl, a foreign language major named Xueni.

Xueni was a year older than Acheng, and they met during their winter break in their freshman year when they were working part-time. Xueni wasn't as well-built as Wenjia; she was petite. On the first night Acheng met her, he took her to his dorm room, and on Acheng's bed, Xueni gave herself to him.

Xue Ni was deeply in love with A Cheng. This naive girl, in an effort to please him, was completely devoted to him, granting his every wish. However, despite her devotion, she couldn't hold onto the heart of this playboy. From beginning to end, A Cheng only used her as a tool for sexual gratification. When he felt like it, he would summon Xue Ni to his dorm for a quickie, otherwise ignoring her completely.

A Cheng and Xue Ni weren't really dating; A Cheng never considered Xue Ni his girlfriend. However, Wen Jia found out about their affair. Wen Jia couldn't stand it and immediately broke up with A Cheng. Although A Cheng liked Wen Jia, he felt there was a rift in their relationship, and there was no point in trying to salvage it, so he didn't take it to heart, and their relationship ended.

Soon after, A Cheng met Xiao Hui, a cute and lively girl from the Arts and Sports Department. Xiao Hui, a student majoring in arts and physical education, possessed a slender figure and supple physique. She was the captain of the gymnastics team in her department. At the sports meet in her first year of university, she met the handsome A-Cheng, thus beginning their relationship.

A-Cheng fell in love with Xiao Hui at first sight. Her large, bright eyes, sweet dimples, and adorable ponytail, coupled with her dignified demeanor and gentle personality, were things A-Cheng still praised highly.

To win Xiao Hui's heart, A-Cheng almost completely cut off contact with all other women, enduring humiliation for over a month. Finally, Xiao Hui allowed A-Cheng to spend the night in her dormitory. For that night, A-Cheng made thorough preparations, secretly taking medication and masturbating beforehand to avoid premature failure.

He finally didn't disappoint Xiaohui on her first night. His hard glans easily broke through her hymen, and the fierce assault lasted for nearly an hour. Xiaohui, experiencing sex for the first time, reached the peak of pleasure, her sexy body moaning wildly in Acheng's arms.

Acheng said that Xiaohui's body was very flexible, easily assuming various positions, making each ejaculation inside her feel fresh. Xiaohui's physical condition was also good; even after several rounds, she could maintain her vigorous energy. Among all the girls he had been with, having sex with Xiaohui was the most enjoyable and the most frequent. Later, Acheng simply ejaculated on Xiaohui's body or made her swallow it.

What's most remarkable is Xiaohui's virtuousness. Every time Acheng finishes his meal, Xiaohui will massage him and rub his back, taking excellent care of him. She even washes his dirty clothes.

Needless to say, Acheng cherishes such a good girl, and the two live a very intimate life together. Acheng

lives in the girls' dormitory of the Arts and Physical Education Department for a long time. Surrounded by beautiful girls every day, he is easily swayed and his heart begins to flutter.

Acheng first takes a fancy to Xiaomin, who shares a room with Xiaohui. Acheng feels that Xiaomin's eyes are lewd when she looks at boys, as if she is always fantasizing about something. Taking advantage of his frequent overnight stays in Xiao Hui's room, A-Cheng gradually became acquainted with Xiao Min. He discovered that Xiao Min was lustful but lacked the courage to act on her desires. She enjoyed discussing sex with others and had watched pornographic films. A-Cheng often probed her during their conversations, finding that Xiao Min's understanding of sex was superficial. She longed to experience sex but likely had no sexual experience.

Actually, A-Cheng's feelings for Xiao Min were lukewarm, and he couldn't explain why he wanted to sleep with this girl; perhaps it was just for the thrill. One weekend, A-Cheng invited Xiao Min to a bar. Under the influence of alcohol, Xiao Min gave herself to him. On the rooftop of the girls' dormitory, Xiao Min tasted a man's penis for the first time.

Like Xiaohui, Xiaomin had a fantastic figure—slender and supple. It was only because there were so many girls in arts and physical education programs, and most of them were very open-minded, that such a beautiful and charming girl would willingly open her body to her classmate's boyfriend. Acheng felt incredibly fortunate to be studying in the arts college of a teachers' college.

Xiaomin and Acheng's relationship was never public. In front of Xiaohui, Acheng wouldn't even touch a hair on Xiaomin's head, but whenever he had the chance, Xiaomin would challenge Acheng, letting his semen quench her thirst. This relationship continued until Xiaomin got a boyfriend. For Acheng, Xiaomin was only a physical memory.

Acheng and Xiaohui had a relationship for a year, but it ultimately ended as the initial excitement faded. Acheng was Xiaohui's first love, and she was heartbroken. She cried for two days and two nights until her eyes were swollen. Then she wrapped up the things Acheng had given her, along with the love letters she had written to him, and returned them to him, signifying her complete despair over the relationship.

Acheng was also sad for a while, but soon he started dating Shanshan, another girl from the Arts and Physical Education Department. Shanshan lived on the same floor as Xiaohui. At that time, Acheng still often thought about Xiaohui, but afraid of being reminded of her, he never went to Shanshan's dormitory.

The girl knew about Xiaohui and Acheng's relationship. Although she was also very pretty, she knew that Acheng had once liked Xiaohui. To win Acheng's favor and attention, she offered herself to him. This happened in the second semester of their sophomore year. Not long after the semester started, the two went out late one night and ended up booking a hotel room. There, Acheng broke her hymen for the sixth time since starting university.

Shanshan's hymen was very resilient. Acheng said that even when his penis was fully inserted during their first time, he could still feel the remaining part of the hymen elastically surrounding it, which was quite amazing. However, for Acheng, virginity was no longer important; what mattered was the relationship.

Acheng still regrets his relationship with Xiaohui to this day, and he has never met such a good girl since.

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This time, I changed my writing style, focusing on a straightforward narrative and not going into too much detail about the sexual process.

(Part 1)

I wonder if all men like to use the "brother-sister" method to reject girls. That's how it was for me. In my senior year of high school, I inexplicably gained an "older brother."

He was a senior at a prestigious university, and I admired him greatly. He made me realize for the first time how profound and unforgettable the feeling of loving someone could be. But he told me that in his heart, I had always just been his sister. And so, we became what is called brother and sister, perhaps the shortest distance between us.

However, what I can't understand is how a man could like to have sex with his own sister. It happened one evening shortly after the start of my senior year of high school. I was in evening self-study when my brother suddenly called to tell me that he and his girlfriend had broken up and he was very unhappy. To comfort him, I secretly slipped out of the classroom.

We talked for a while. He said that he and his girlfriend hadn't spoken to each other for over three weeks, and today they finally broke up. He seemed to have had some alcohol and looked very sad. I didn't know how to comfort him. As he was talking, he suddenly pulled me into his arms and buried his head in my chest.

I was so excited at that moment. It was the first time he had ever held me like that. I felt so warm and comfortable. His face was pressed tightly against my breast. This was the first time a man had been so close to my sensitive areas, and it was my first love. I was so nervous. I didn't know what to do, so I just sat there dumbfounded on the grass.

We were in a thicket of bushes, in complete darkness. From the outside, no one would have guessed there was someone on the grass. My brother hugged me for a while, then suddenly slipped his hand inside my school uniform from my waist and began to caress my body. At first, he just kept touching my lower abdomen, circling my navel. Then, it seemed he was gradually moving his hand up to my breasts, occasionally touching my bra.

I was terrified. Although I liked him, I was still a girl. How could he be so brazen, touching me wherever he wanted? I tried to pull his hand away, but he was so strong that even with both of my hands together, I couldn't stop his right hand from moving on my body. Instead, before I knew it, his left hand took advantage of the situation and unhooked my bra from behind. The bra, which was originally tight, came loose, and my brother's hand quickly reached for my chest and grabbed my breast.

I never imagined things would turn out this way. My brother had my body clamped between his legs, his hands pressing down on my upper body, one in front and one behind, his right hand kneading my nipples alternately. All my struggles were futile; I couldn't scream about being molested, after all, he was the person I loved most.

"Brother, don't do this... please..." I pleaded softly.

But my brother ignored me completely, kissing my face and neck while panting, saying, "Good sister, you have a great body." So many times, I could only be close to my brother in my dreams, and now he was holding me in his arms, I could even feel his already swollen lower body, but I couldn't accept any of this, not at this time, not in this way.

"Brother, please..." My nose stung, and tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

My tears seemed to have some effect; my brother paused, but didn't let go of me. He whispered in my ear, "I'm sorry, little sister, I was too rude, but do you know how much I need you?" His voice was so gentle, it softened my heart. He continued, "I'm in so much pain, no one cares about me, no one loves me..."

"Brother, don't say that," I interrupted him, my heart breaking at his words, "You still have me, brother."

"You're so good, little sister, please don't reject me, okay?" my brother said.

"But... brother, if you need it, I'll give it to you, but not tonight, okay?" I was telling the truth; that night I was completely unprepared. I was still just a little girl, not even 17 years old.

My brother said again, "Little sister, I'm not afraid to tell you, but to satisfy my girlfriend, I've been taking sex drugs. These drugs are harmful to the body if you don't get an outlet. I haven't been with a woman for over a month. Are you really going to just leave me to die?" I never expected my brother to say such things, and I was so ashamed I didn't know what to say. Seeing that I didn't respond, my brother's actions on me became frenzied again.

My heart was pounding, and I was completely at a loss. My brother held me in his arms, caressing and kissing me. My hesitation led me to make a terrible mistake. My weak resistance was futile. My excited brother tore off my shirt and bra, pressed me, naked from the waist up, onto the grass, and repeatedly gnawed on my breasts. His stubble cut into the tender flesh of my breasts, causing a little pain, especially my nipples.

My brother was impatient. While licking my nipples, he reached his right hand to my inner thigh and rubbed my labia minora with one finger, soon separating my two closed, tender lips.

"Ugh... Brother... no..." I tried one last time to remove his hand, but it was too late. My brother yanked, pulling my underwear and shorts down to below my knees. Ah, I was completely naked. I was both ashamed and scared. After all, it was outside. What if someone came by?

My brother didn't care about any of that. He took off my pants and threw them far away, then took off his own. I knew he was going to have me tonight. Actually, I wasn't entirely against it at the time. I loved him so much, and I hoped that through this, I could stop being his sister. I hoped he could take responsibility. But later I realized I was wrong.

My brother looked very excited; his lower body was erect, with a hard, thick, and long penis, especially the huge head. At that time, I didn't understand what sex was; I only knew that it would make my brother happy. I didn't dare look at my brother there; I just looked up at the stars in the sky. That night, the sky was particularly clear, and I can still clearly recall the Big Dipper in the sky—it was beautiful. Under the beautiful starry sky, I gave my virginity to the one I loved.

I don't know how my brother entered my body; I only felt a lot of pain, a piercing pain that came from the entrance of my vagina when my brother's steel-like penis pierced through my body. I didn't scream, not even a groan. I was afraid of being heard, and I didn't want to spoil my brother's fun. I didn't cry either. Giving my first time to the person I loved, I had no regrets at the time.

Something huge was stuffed into my lower body. I knew it was my brother's genitals. Having taken sex education, I knew a little about it.

He repeatedly thrust his penis in and out of my vagina, squeezing it open and closed. It felt a little strange, but overall not too bad, just a little itchy. Every few thrusts, he would stop and kiss my nipples, neck, and cheeks. His hands grabbed my breasts, kneading my almost fully developed breasts into various shapes.

That night, my brother couldn't hold on for more than 10 minutes, but he looked very satisfied. My brother stopped just before he was about to sprint, bent down and hugged me, his tongue slipping into my mouth. And just like that, on my first night, he received my first kiss.

I kissed him passionately, pouring out all the emotions of a young girl, as if the whole world had shrunk to just the two of us. Our lips met, our tongues intertwined tightly. His beard was a little prickly, but to me, it was something I had always dreamed of.

My brother finally began his final assault. He cupped my buttocks, his enormous penis thrusting rapidly in and out of my vagina. After dozens of high-frequency thrusts, his penis reached the deepest part of my body, thick semen shooting into my uterus like a tidal wave. I could feel his warm love fluid, surging towards the end of my vagina more than ten times in a row. His penis seemed to be filled with power, each strong throbbing completely ejaculating his bodily fluids into my uterus. Long after

he ejaculated, he still held my body wildly, kissing me, thrusting into me, unwilling to let go. At that moment, I felt like the happiest person in the world. The satisfied yet reluctant expression on my brother's face is something I will never forget.

My brother finally exhausted himself, collapsing wearily onto me, panting heavily. The grass was hard, and my brother was quite heavy; my back ached like it was being pricked with needles. But I endured the pain without moving, savoring that moment of skin-to-skin contact with my brother, that unhindered feeling of complete merging into one.

How I longed for my brother to say "I love you" to me! I had imagined him saying those words in different situations, but I never thought I would hear them after making love with him. How sweet that would be! However, I didn't hear the sweet words I had been waiting for. My brother's breathing gradually calmed down, and he gave me one last deep kiss on the lips before carefully withdrawing his now limp penis from my body. I then realized I was bleeding heavily; my inner thighs were limp, and the grass beneath me was stained red.

My brother had ejaculated a lot of semen inside me. As soon as I sat up, a large pool of thick, white fluid flowed out. Luckily, I always kept a couple of sanitary pads with me, which allowed me to put my pants back on, but my genitals still ached. My brother didn't say anything more, just silently helped me straighten my clothes, helped me up, and said, "Go home early." It was as if nothing had happened.

That night, I felt like I was in a daze, returning to the classroom with a confused mind, not even remembering what I reviewed. It's hard to imagine that a boy could produce so much semen. Even after I finished studying and returned home, sticky fluid was still leaking from my vagina. But I didn't shower that night; I couldn't bear to wash away my brother's essence.

The next day, I couldn't concentrate in class at all; my brother's image kept floating in my mind. That night, I couldn't resist sneaking out of school to find him again. I still held onto hope that I wouldn't just be his sister anymore, that I could be his girlfriend. I went to the small apartment he rented. My brother wasn't a very active person; he always liked to play with his computer in his room when he had nothing to do.

I missed him so much. As soon as he opened the door, I rushed into his arms without hesitation. He gently stroked my long hair, kissing my cheeks, ears, and lips. I hugged his neck and stood on tiptoe, trying to suck on his lips. My crazy actions seemed to surprise my brother a little, but he didn't resist.

After a while, my brother picked me up, put me on his bed, and started to undress me. I didn't resist. Like an obedient child, I consciously took off my clothes. I liked to see my brother's expression when we made love, that satisfied and possessive look in his eyes, that expression that seemed to want to devour me.

Because we were indoors, I felt much more relaxed that day. My brother and I stripped naked and rolled around on the bed. It didn't hurt when he entered me; it felt great. My genitals were very wet, and I experienced multiple orgasms. Perhaps because we had done it the night before, my brother was particularly vigorous. We went at it for over an hour, but his semen volume didn't decrease at all; the thick, milky liquid poured into my uterus again.

We played wildly that night. After our first time, my brother pulled me into the bathroom for a couples' bath. He wanted me to spread my legs so he could watch his semen flow back out of my vagina, and he even wanted me to urinate in front of him. I don't know why my brother has such an embarrassing fetish, but I really love him and always give in to his requests. We took a long, intimate bath together, our skin practically peeling off. Then my brother and I made love again before rushing home.

I never became his girlfriend; my brother bought me emergency contraception, and I remained his little sister. Soon after, I heard he and his girlfriend had gotten back together. I was heartbroken and didn't see him for a month. But our sexual relationship didn't end—after all, I loved him so much.

Later, I started taking emergency contraception long-term. My brother would contact me every now and then to "play." I did almost everything I could for him; I swallowed his semen, let him use an endoscope to look at my vagina, and even took sex drugs to increase my libido. My brother always ejaculated inside me during sex.

Our relationship continued like this until I went to university. By then, he had already graduated and started working. Later, I secretly read his diary and learned that my brother had been taking testosterone, and his girlfriend had always refused to have sex with him. Therefore, he had only been able to release his sexual desires by having sex with his sister—me.

What saddened me even more was that my brother wrote in his diary that every time he ejaculated inside me, he would silently mutter his girlfriend's name in his mind. I never imagined that I had unknowingly been a sister for someone else's pleasure for three years, and even given away my precious virginity.

I recently saw a report online saying that after a man's sperm is ejaculated into a woman's uterus, only a portion flows out; the rest is absorbed by the uterus, and the DNA from both partners mixes. If a woman has sex with the same man for a long time, a large amount of that man's DNA will accumulate in her uterus, causing her future children to resemble that man.

My brother has been taking testosterone for a long time, so his sperm motility and quantity must be quite high. He might have already "contaminated" my uterus, but I love him so much and can't leave him. We're still maintaining this sibling relationship. I hope he'll change his mind, but will that day ever come?

(II)

Before I knew it, I was already a sophomore. Watching my close friends fall in love one by one, I started to waver. After all, everyone has a first love, and although first love is hard to forget, grasping the happiness I can see is the most important thing. I also had no shortage of suitors, so I decided to forget the past and find my own happiness. So I stopped contacting my brother and refused to answer his calls. I thought avoiding him might be the best way to forget him.

One weekend evening, I lay in my room reading a book. I counted the days; it had been four weeks since I last saw my brother, almost a month. I couldn't help but laugh at myself. Didn't I say I didn't miss him? Why am I missing him again?

Actually, my brother is a good person, but he also has the right to choose love. Am I being too possessive, trying to tie him down? It's been so long since I've seen him. Does my brother miss me? My mind is in turmoil, and I can't sleep. Suddenly, I long for him to appear right now, for his caresses, for his body… After all, it's been two years. We've been husband and wife for two years. I enjoy every moment we're together, and I like it. But what I want is a future, something my brother can't give me. That's why I've decided to leave him.

Lost in thought, my phone rang. Ah, it's a text from my brother. I turned it on and saw: "I'm downstairs at your place. I'm coming up now." Oh

my god, could it really be him? I looked out the window, and sure enough, it was him. A familiar figure walked into the stairwell. He's so bold as to come to my house! If my parents find out about our relationship, it'll be terrible!

I quickly left my room. Luckily, it wasn't late, and my parents were asleep. I tiptoed out of the living room, carefully opening the door. A moment later, I saw my brother coming up the stairs. He saw me too, and he called out happily, "Little sister..."

"Shh..." I gestured for him to be quiet, pulled him into the room, closed the door again, and quickly led him to my room, locking the door behind me. As

soon as I bolted the door, my brother hugged me from behind and kissed my neck. He's always so eager. Before I could say anything, his lips were already pressed against mine, sealing my kiss.

My brother must have drunk quite a bit tonight; he reeked of alcohol, his face was flushed, and he was burning hot, like a little furnace. My brother picked me up and placed me on the bed, his hands exploring my upper body as he unbuttoned my clothes. I don't usually wear a bra to sleep, so this was more comfortable. My loose nightgown was easily removed, and he then took off my pajama bottoms, undressed himself, and climbed into my bed.

My brother seemed to have drunk quite a bit; he looked a bit scary, with bulging veins on his face and bloodshot eyes. After graduating, my brother got a sales job, which often required him to drink with clients. He was always particularly aroused after drinking, and he would ejaculate a lot of semen every time they made love. Therefore, when there were important projects, I would almost always stay at my brother's rented apartment, serving him like a wife.

My brother lay on top of me, greedily licking my face and neck, rubbing his body against me incessantly. My brother loved this the most. He always praised my delicate skin, saying he couldn't get enough of it. His magnificent chest rubbed against my breasts, squeezing them into various shapes. My nipples felt itchy and tingly from his kneading, a feeling that was incredibly pleasurable.

My brother's mouth moved downwards, nibbling as it went, his stiff whiskers tracing my breasts, waist, and lower abdomen, stinging me a little, but not at all unpleasant. My brother kissed my vaginal opening very lightly, then cupped my buttocks, carefully examining my genitals. I felt a little embarrassed, so I covered my genitals with my hands, trying to hide it from him.

My brother removed my hand and said, "I've already penetrated you and touched you, what are you still shy about?"

"Um...you always want to look at my private parts..." I blushed with embarrassment. Actually, I was willing to listen to my brother talk about my private parts because I couldn't see what they looked like, but I was also a very shy girl, and it always made me feel embarrassed to expose my private parts to others.

My brother knew this, and he said to me, "Little sister, your hole is so beautiful, it's okay to look at it a few more times."

I said, "My little sister's private parts aren't for you to see, they're for your little brother to use."

My brother laughed and replied, "Okay, then little brother won't be polite."

My brother's penis stood up high, as hard as a rock, with bulging veins, and a little clear liquid secreted from the glans. It seemed he was really aroused today.

Over the past two years, my brother's penis has grown thicker and longer, a result of his long-term consumption of various tonics. But he says I also deserve credit, because I give him frequent opportunities to exercise, so he says not only has his penis become larger, but the force of his ejaculation has also improved significantly.

My brother knelt in front of me, I spread my legs, and he thrust his penis into my vagina. My brother and I are now very well-coordinated. He is very gentle with me, always careful when entering my body, but towards the end he often becomes quite rough. My brother's penis slowly entered my body, my lower body was filled to the brim, this was a long-lost feeling of fullness, and I couldn't help but moan joyfully. I felt so foolish, avoiding my brother for a month, only to realize how much we both needed each other.

My brother moved his lower body, rubbing his penis inside my vagina. He was particularly excited today, thrusting faster and with a better rhythm, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, making me feel very good.

"Little sister, you're in good shape today, getting excited so quickly," he said as he thrust. "Did you miss your brother?"

"Mmm...uh..." I moaned in response.

"If you miss your brother, just tell him, he'll take good care of you," he said, leaning down and pressing me beneath him, kissing my cheek. This was our favorite position; it allowed him more contact with my body while conserving his strength. I, on the other hand, loved the feeling of being conquered by his strong body.

"Brother, do you miss me?" I wrapped my limbs around my brother's body, making him press even closer to me.

"Yes, I miss you so much."

"What do you miss about me?"

"Everything, I miss my snow-white skin, my pert buttocks, my soft breasts, my slender waist, and my most comfortable little hole." "

Mmm, brother, you're so naughty." I bit his shoulder.

"It's true, brother really misses his lovely little sister so much. My dear little sister, it's been over two years since we met without us even realizing it," my brother said, stroking my breasts. "Back then, your breasts were just starting to develop, only the size of small cherries. Now, brother can't even hold them in one hand."

"Are you getting old now?"

"How could I? You're only 18 this year, the most beautiful age for a girl."

"You're not a girl anymore." I sighed.

"You're a young woman now, you've grown from a little girl into a beautiful young woman. Brother still remembers the first time we did it, you had so little hair down there."

"You big bad guy, you seduced a minor." I said coquettishly.

"Yes, I seduced a minor. You'd better call someone to arrest me!"

"I'll spare you if you promise to marry me," I said, half-jokingly.

"Ah, marrying your own sister, that feeling must be so exciting," my brother said noncommittally. I knew he was just trying to comfort me, but even so, it made me feel a little better.

My brother must have taken some kind of aphrodisiac again today; he was unusually vigorous, his rapid thrusting never stopping. My vagina was filled with fluid, and the skin below my abdomen was burning hot. I started to moan uncontrollably. My labia minora became very sensitive during intercourse, tingling and numb. Every now and then, my brother would thrust in particularly hard, squeezing the outer part of my vagina, which felt especially good.

I was gradually brought to the peak of my emotions by my brother. Fluid continuously secreted from the upper walls of my vagina, overflowing inside. The juncture of my brother and me made a splashing sound.

My body involuntarily curled upwards due to spasms. My brother, with his long experience, knew exactly what my body was doing. He knew I had orgasmed and further increased the frequency of his thrusts. My brother's onslaught caused me to climax. Suddenly, a lot of fluid gushed out of my vagina, crawling all over my buttocks and even wetting the sheets.

My brother rubbed my wet bottom with satisfaction and said, "Little sister, does my little brother feel good?"

"Mmm...uh...good..."

"Isn't brother amazing?"

"Brother...so strong...ah, brother...faster...cum...mmm..."

"Brother won't cum." My brother's thrusting speed didn't slow down at all, and the continuous attack made me cum again quickly. The fluid in my vagina, like my brother's strength, secreted endlessly, and large drops of water slowly rolled from my vaginal opening onto the bed. My whole body seemed to have become an erogenous zone, and I felt intense pleasure all over my body.

"Little sister, I heard you have a boyfriend?"

"Uh...mmm...uh...yes..." My voice became sweet and delicate, and I couldn't control myself.

"Do you like him a lot?"

"No...no..."

"Brother doesn't object to you being with boys, but if you want to be intimate, you must take precautions, okay?"

"No...I won't...uh...brother...I only...am...with...brother," I said breathlessly, "my...hole...is only for...brother...to enter, my...my body...is the cleanest...brother, don't worry...use it, I...only love...brother."

"You're so good, sister, huff..." Brother also started to pant, the continuous exercise made him look a little tired.

"Sister, your flesh smells so good, brother likes it so much."

"Brother...hurry up...shoot...uh...uh...uh...uh..." My third orgasm was almost here.

"Brother has prepared a lot of delicious food for sister to enjoy."

I knew he was talking about semen, this was a code only we could understand. I reached under my body and held his scrotum, it was indeed quite heavy. "The bag...it's so heavy...Brother has stored...a lot of food."

"Hmm, Brother hasn't seen Sister in so long. Last week Brother even had a nocturnal emission.

It's been so long since I've had one." "Brother...I'm sorry...it's all my fault. I promise...I'll never...leave Brother without a word again."

"Good sister, Brother doesn't blame you. You'll always be Brother's good sister."

After Brother finished speaking, the speed of his thrusts suddenly increased dramatically. I knew Brother was about to ejaculate. He was always most vigorous before he climaxed. It was as if Brother was trying to insert his penis into my uterus, each thrust slamming his shaft deep into my vagina, making it throb painfully. I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated again. Brother pulled my genitals up, making me watch as a shiny, large penis was thrusting in and out of me. I had so much discharge that it splattered from my vagina, soaking a large patch of my brother's pubic hair.

My brother finally reached his limit of desire; he pinned me down again, kissing me passionately. His tongue and penis were deeply inside me, his long shaft releasing masculine energy, a powerful surge of warmth hitting the deepest parts of my body. The intense pleasure sent electric shocks through me, almost making me faint.

My brother's thighs were clenched tightly; I knew he was ejaculating with all his might. Even when I could no longer feel any fluid entering my body, his penis was still throbbing. I touched my brother's scrotum and laughed, saying, "Brother's love potion is finished."

My brother said smugly, "There's still plenty. I'll feed you more when I've regained my strength."

My brother's face wasn't as red anymore; the alcohol seemed to have worn off. I checked the time—oh my god, we'd been doing it for over two hours! My brother was exhausted too, and he slumped against me to rest. After a while, his penis was completely limp, and he reluctantly left my body.

My brother found a pillow and put it under my buttocks—it's one of his strange habits; he said it was to let his semen properly lubricate my uterus, because he said men's semen is good for women. I've been taking birth control pills for a long time, so I wasn't worried about getting pregnant and let my brother do as he pleased. I often laughed at him, saying he'd picked up some weird theory somewhere, that semen isn't absorbed in the uterus and always leaks out when I went to the toilet after we finished. But my brother still loved doing it to me like that.

That night we were crazy; we didn't sleep a wink and did it three times in a row, making love until dawn. My brother must have taken some kind of drug; he was exceptionally vigorous and ejaculated a lot of semen each time.

After my parents went to work, when we went to the bathroom to wash ourselves, my brother pushed me down onto the bathroom floor and started having sex with me again. The fourth time, it lasted for more than an hour. When we showered together, I noticed that my vagina was bleeding. Although it wasn't much, it scared me, and my brother stopped making sexual advances.

After that, my brother often came to my house to have sex with me. He said he liked my bed very much because it was clean and smelled good, much better than his doghouse.

(III)

My brother's girlfriend, Xiaojing, is my senior, one year ahead of me. For a while, my brother suddenly stopped coming to see me and didn't call me. Every time I couldn't help but call him, we could only exchange a few words. I was in so much pain during that time. I felt like I'd lost my soul, and I couldn't muster the energy to do anything. I realized then how much I truly loved him and how much I needed him. I also heard from other girls that Xiaojing was living with her boyfriend, which made me feel even worse.

Finally, one day, my phone rang. It was my brother calling. I was so excited! I had been longing to hear his deep, resonant voice. But what I heard was incredibly disheartening.

"Xiaoxuan, I'm leaving," my brother said calmly on the other end of the line.

"Leaving? Where to?" I asked.

"I'm going to another city, far away from here, because of work," my brother replied. "I'm calling to say goodbye."

"Then... brother, will you come back here?" I asked eagerly. "When are you leaving? Will you come to see me before you leave?"

"Yes, I promise you, I will definitely come back. My flight is the day after tomorrow at noon. Are you free tomorrow night?"

"Yes, yes," I said quickly. "Brother, you must come."

"Okay, little sister, I will."

"By the way, brother, I heard you're living with Sister Xiaojing now," I asked again.

"Hmm..."

"Really?" I forced a happy expression, even though I felt I didn't need to. But for some reason, I pretended to be genuinely happy for my brother on the other end of the phone. "Hey, she must still be a virgin, right?" I asked mischievously in a low voice.

"Hmm..."

My brother's brief reply sent my spirits plummeting. The last glimmer of hope I held onto was completely shattered. Of course, I didn't show it. I still said in a cheerful tone, "Brother is so amazing."

But my brother seemed even less willing to talk about it. He simply said, "It's nothing, Xiaoxuan, wait for my call tomorrow night." Then he said goodbye and hung up. I knew he must be with Sister Xiaojing tonight; after all, that was his true haven. But none of that mattered anymore. My brother was leaving the city, and I knew Xiaojing would be just as unhappy as I was. We're all women, I understand.

The next evening, after my dance rehearsal, I rushed home. I didn't ask for leave because I knew it wouldn't make a difference. My parents usually went to bed at 10 pm, so my brother wouldn't come early, and besides, he would definitely be with Xiaojing. I took a shower, changed into clean pajamas, and made an excuse that I was tired and needed to rest early. I locked myself in my room and waited quietly for my brother's call. My parents loved me very much; when they heard I was tired, they turned off the TV and went to bed early so as not to disturb my rest.

Finally, my brother called. "Xiaoxuan, where are you?"

"I'm at home, brother," I said.

"I'm coming now, you wait for me obediently in the room."

"Okay," I said sweetly, "Little sister has washed herself and smells wonderful, waiting for big brother to come."

"Hmm, big brother will come and enjoy himself soon."

After hanging up the phone, I waited at the window like a waiting-for-husband stone. Soon, my brother's figure appeared downstairs. I quietly went out and opened the door, letting my brother into my room. As soon as the door was locked, I couldn't wait to kiss my brother. I love it when my brother kisses me and uses his strong arms to tightly hug my body, squeezing hard, as if he wants to melt me into his body.

"Hmm... little sister's mouth smells so good." My brother praised.

I didn't want to say anything, I just put my tongue into my brother's mouth and kept swallowing his saliva. A moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold. I don't know if I'll ever see my brother again after he leaves. The passionate kiss was so intoxicating that soon the strong suction made me dizzy. I released my lips and leaned weakly against my brother's chest. He pressed his face against my forehead, and his large hand stroked my long hair from top to bottom.

"Brother, did you bring your medicine? Tonight, you can't just sleep by yourself and neglect your sister, okay?" I whispered.

"Yes," my brother said, "I won't be neglected tonight."

I added, "Brother, let me give you oral sex."

"Oh? I thought you hated giving me oral sex." My brother seemed surprised that I would make this request, because I rarely agreed to his requests before.

"Of course not," I said, "Brother's semen tastes so good."

Actually, I was lying, but tonight was the last night. As long as my brother was happy, what else mattered?

I took off my pajamas and underwear and threw them aside. Then I helped my brother take off his clothes and knelt down to take his glans

into my mouth and started licking it. My brother's penis was thick and long, and his glans was especially large. Less than half of it went into my mouth. I pressed my tongue against the most sensitive part of his glans and rubbed it back and forth. My brother closed his eyes comfortably and stroked my hair and face with his hands. Today, I didn't apply any moisturizer after showering. My brother loves licking and touching my skin; he often says it's the most precious thing in the world to him.

His breathing became stronger, and his glans became salty, with a lot of slippery fluid leaking out.

He started to get excited. He helped me onto the bed, made me lie on my back, sat on my shoulders, clamped my head between my legs to prevent me from moving, and then slowly thrust his penis in and out of my mouth. My brother always does this; once he gets excited, he becomes a bit sadistic, as if making me uncomfortable makes him even more excited. But my brother still loved me very much and would never hurt me, so he only made very small movements, stopping each time he reached the edge of my throat, otherwise I would definitely feel uncomfortable and vomit.

"Little sister, after your brother ejaculates, don't rush to swallow it, keep it in your mouth, okay?"

I couldn't speak, so I just nodded. I cooperated with my brother's movements, constantly stimulating his genitals with the tip of my tongue. His penis grew thicker and harder, and finally, he ejaculated. Gushes of thick semen sprayed into my mouth. I became nervous and choked, always feeling a lump in my throat. I always felt this way when I gave my brother oral sex; after all, semen tastes terrible. My brother's penis finally stopped trembling. Because it was his first ejaculation, the amount was particularly large, and my mouth was full of a salty, bitter, and slightly fishy liquid.

"Come on, open your mouth and let your brother see." My brother stared excitedly at the white liquid in my mouth. "Good little sister, does your brother's love juice taste good?" I nodded. My brother was very satisfied. While admiring my appearance, he inserted his fingers into my vagina and gently rubbed them. After a while, he stroked my hair and said, "Swallow slowly." So, under my brother's gaze, I swallowed the slippery semen in my mouth little by little.

I rinsed my mouth briefly. My brother's hand never left my vagina. He had one arm around my waist, placing my buttocks on his lap, while his other hand used various methods to play with my genitals, teasing my labia majora, minora, and clitoris. "No matter how you play with my sister's vagina, it's still so tender," my brother exclaimed.

I grasped my brother's penis and began to stroke it up and down. His weapon quickly became erect again, full of fighting power—the effect of the drug. My brother's technique was excellent, making me feel very comfortable. My clitoris swelled and tingled from his teasing, and my vagina was wet with fluid. My brother bent over, pulling me into his arms, kissing my cheeks incessantly. His hard pubic hair felt like needles pricking my skin.

"Brother, I want...come in quickly..."

"Is your little sister in such a hurry?"

"Yes, my little sister's hole is only for your penis, not for your fingers." I said, hugging my brother's warm body.

"Okay, here I come."

My brother parted my legs, his mountain-like body pressing me firmly onto the bed, making me feel exceptionally full and safe. My brother's long penis slid deep into my wet vagina, the large glans reaching deep inside me. I closed my eyes, focusing intently on feeling his hot, hard penis and smooth body. I quickly became aroused. I knew my brother was about to leave; tonight, I just wanted to indulge myself and create a lasting memory.

We rolled around on the bed, kissing and caressing each other passionately. Our skin touched, our tongues intertwined, and our heightened desire propelled our bodies together, rubbing against each other.

"Brother is so strong..." I quickly reached orgasm under my brother's thrusting. It was a wonderful feeling, being brought to the peak of sexual pleasure by the man I loved. His strong penis was frantically going in and out of my vagina. Our love juices mingled together, and both of our genitals were wet, making beautiful sounds as they rubbed against each other. Our bodies were pressed against each other, and the rush of blood made our skin, which was pressed tightly together, extremely hot.

"Is it deep enough, brother? Good sister."

"Yes, so deep... Brother is so amazing..."

"No, not enough. Brother is going to put the head of his penis into sister's uterus."

"Mmm..." I was almost unable to bear my brother's thrusting. The pleasure traveled through my whole body along my nervous system, and my vagina kept flowing with fluid. I reached my hand to where our bodies were joined; my brother's lower body was also soaked with my bodily fluids. I felt a surge of satisfaction; I wanted nothing more than to give my brother everything. Under the influence of the drug, my brother performed exceptionally well, bringing me to several orgasms. We went at it for over two hours, and my vaginal fluids were almost completely drained.

"Yesterday was my ovulation day, these few days are the fertile window."

"Brother, you've calculated it so well... so... brother must ejaculate inside sister's body... sister's eggs are yearning for the nourishment of brother's love fluids..." I've always taken birth control pills, so there's no risk of pregnancy.

My brother didn't say anything more. He bit my earlobe, his hips thrusting faster and faster, his hard penis pumping in and out faster, finally plunging all the way into my body with a final, forceful ejaculation. My hands gripped his thighs; the muscles in his legs were taut, I knew he was aroused. His large penis throbbed violently inside me, his thick penis thrusting into my uterus, spraying thick semen.

The two-plus hours of intercourse left my vaginal opening a little sore, but I didn't tell my brother. I kept his penis inside me; tonight was a special night, and making my brother comfortable was more important than anything else.

The long session had also exhausted my brother; he collapsed onto me, completely drained, and soon fell asleep. His body was heavy, but I didn't remain motionless, letting him press down on me like a cushion. My brother had taken his medication, and after we finished, his penis was still semi-erect, not fully softened, and still inside me. I gently stroked the back of his head and back to help him sleep more peacefully.

He woke up after a short nap of about half an hour, and we immediately began our second round of frenzied sex. That night, we didn't sleep again. After one round, we rested for a while and then continued. His penis remained inside me all night; our genitals never separated. Until the next morning, my brother ejaculated inside me for the last time.

"Brother is leaving; it's already dawn."

"He must have used up all his lubrication to say that," I said.

"Yes, brother gave all his love juice to his little sister."

"Brother, promise me you'll come back to see me whenever you have time, okay?"

"Okay, brother promises you. Brother will definitely come back." "

I'll be watching from the ground when brother's plane flies by," I said affectionately.

"Silly child." Brother kissed me one last time before pulling out his penis, putting on his clothes, and leaving with a reluctant farewell.

After brother left, when I wiped my lower body with a tissue, I found a little blood on the tissue. My vaginal opening had been injured by brother again, but I didn't tell him. I hadn't slept all night, and I was really exhausted, but I couldn't sleep. I waited quietly on the balcony, counting the time. When the plane I thought was my brother's flew by, a sense of desolation rose in my heart. Perhaps it really was time to end it. When the plane disappeared into the vast sky, that was the end of my first love.

(IV)

After my brother left, my life returned to its mundane routine. I did the same things every day, quietly watching time pass in the quiet days. Although there were many suitors on campus, I preferred to be alone. My heart was tired and needed rest. However, my body did not keep up with my mind. The physical desire was like a nightmare that I could not get rid of.

Xiaoqian, who slept in the bed below me, often brought her boyfriend back to the dormitory to spend the night. The storms under the bed made it even more difficult for me to fall asleep. Xiaoqian's boyfriend is named Acheng. He's handsome and refined. When I first saw Acheng, I always thought he looked like an older brother, so naturally, Acheng became the object of my sexual fantasies. Of course, I didn't have feelings for Acheng; he was just someone to comfort my loneliness at night.

Xiaoqian and Acheng's relationship progressed quickly. They were already sleeping in the same bed not long after they started dating. Acheng also became a regular in the girls' dormitory. We saw him coming and going in the hallway almost every day, and he even stayed in our room for several days in a row. The girls got used to it.

One night, after I finished my dance practice and returned to the dormitory, I rested for a while, then packed my clothes and went to take a shower. Our accommodations were terrible, still retaining the old-fashioned structure of communal washrooms and toilets. In the washroom, there was a sink in the middle for brushing teeth, next to which were separate shower stalls by stone walls. There were no doors, just a bend at the entrance to conceal the shower stalls. Each shower stall had its own faucet—something anyone who's studied at a university in China will recognize.

Carrying my bucket and basin, I saw Xiaoqian and Acheng ahead of me, wrapped in a large towel, inseparable as they turned into the last few shower stalls.

"How dare they be so blatant," I thought. I deliberately chose a shower stall next to theirs, hoping to eavesdrop, but the echo was too loud; all I could hear was the rushing water. Bored, I just washed myself.

I lathered up with shower gel, washing myself thoroughly from head to toe. Then I poured body lotion on my hands, carefully cleaning my genitals. I'm a very clean girl; I always clean myself completely after dance practice.

As I washed, I suddenly felt a bit like having sex. I smelled so good, but there was no man to enjoy me—what a pity! If only my brother were here.

Just then, the sound of water next door stopped. I turned the tap down and listened intently to what was happening next door. Sure enough, I could faintly hear Xiaoqian's joyful panting. That alluring sound made me indulge in endless fantasies. "Oh… brother…" I stroked my body, and my brother's image flashed through my mind like scenes from a movie.

I was happily dreaming when I heard Xiaoqian say, "You go back to sleep first, I'll be back after I've washed up."

Then the sound of water started again. Their ending didn't affect my mood; I continued to quietly immerse myself in the sweetness of the memories.

Just then, an arm suddenly appeared, wrapping around my waist from behind, and then, a naked man's body pressed against me. I was startled and quickly turned around. Ah, it was my brother!? No, no, it was A-Cheng!

"You…" I was about to speak when A-Cheng quickly covered my mouth with his hand, and then his lips pressed against mine, our tongues intertwining. I immediately understood; A-Cheng had known I was showering next door all along, and he had taken advantage of Xiaoqian washing herself to sneak over.

"What a lecherous man," I thought. Perhaps it was because I had been sexually deprived for too long, and also because Ah-Cheng looked somewhat like my brother, that lust overcame my reason.

I simply relaxed my body and cooperated with Ah-Cheng's caresses. Ah-Cheng knew I had given in, and he loosened his grip on me, instead kneading and scratching my sensitive breasts and lower body, arousing my desire.

I felt a jolt of electricity; it had been so long since a man had touched my vagina, so long since a man had suckled my nipples—the sensation was simply intoxicating. Worried that Xiao-Qian would notice, I turned the tap on full blast to drown out our noise.

"Hurry up and come in, your wife won't be showering for long," I said, pinching Ah-Cheng's penis.

As A-Cheng kissed my cheek, he whispered, "Baby, I just ejaculated, how can I be so quick? You have to help me."

I understood what he meant. I knelt down and took his semi-erect penis into my mouth, pressing my tongue against the most sensitive coronal sulcus, licking his large glans. A-Cheng's penis curved slightly to the right when erect, like a crutch. It was long, with a large glans, but the surface was smooth and the color was medium, neither too dark nor too light, making it look very clean. Therefore, I didn't mind putting A-Cheng's thing in my mouth at all.

Ah Cheng clearly enjoyed my services, closing his eyes like a child and murmuring, "So comfortable... Again... Continue..."

With my help, Ah Cheng quickly regained his strength, his crutch as hard as a curved blade. I braced myself against the wall, spreading my legs, and Ah Cheng, supporting my waist from behind, moved my lower body onto his penis. Aiming at his target, a scalding hot rod began to penetrate my body.

Ah Cheng's large penis entered slowly but smoothly. My vagina was filled with love juice, and Ah Cheng's glans pushed aside the surrounding vaginal walls, slowly drilling upwards until it reached the end of my vagina. It was a long-lost feeling. His thick, hard penis filled my entire vagina, from the entrance to my cervix, stretching it wide and blocking out every gap. It was so satisfying and sweet.

Ah Cheng pulled his thick penis out of my body, then thrust it in deeply again, over and over, each time with such force. Like a drinker who hadn't touched alcohol in a long time, I longed to get drunk to my heart's content. I swayed my body to match Ah Cheng's movements, trying to make his penis penetrate even deeper.

Ah-Cheng's hands kneaded my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples and making them tremble slightly. The movement was just like my brother's. I closed my eyes and let the exciting pleasure take me on a journey through happy memories, as if my brother was holding me and moving in and out of my body.

"Baby, you've developed so well, your skin is so smooth, and your proportions are just right," A-Cheng whispered in my ear. "You know, baby, cute girls like you are really popular these days. There must be a lot of guys chasing after you."

"Heh, really? Xiao-Qian is pretty good too," I said.

"Xiao-Qian is nothing. I was the one who deflowered the prettiest girl in your class. Her figure and skin are great too, but her nipples and labia aren't as pretty as yours," A-Cheng said. "It's like a dream. I never thought I could have sex with a girl who remains unmoved despite being pursued by so many guys. It's a pity you're not a virgin anymore, baby. Who did you give your first time to? I'm so jealous."

"Are you here to have sex or to talk nonsense?" I said.

"I'm here to save your baby," A-Cheng said. "Baby, let me tell you a secret. I've slept with at least ten girls, and you're the first non-virgin I've had."

"You mean my vagina is loose and not fun to play with, right?"

"Of course not, how could that be? Your vagina is very elastic. Xiao-Qian let me fuck her for a month, and now it feels almost the same as yours."

I didn't say anything more. Seeing that I wasn't talking, A-Cheng wisely shut up and started thrusting his penis very seriously, making me feel incredibly good. A-Cheng thrust very fast and didn't stop to rest at all. Before long, I could hear him panting heavily behind me.

He whispered in my ear, "Baby, I can't take it anymore, I'm about to cum."

I grabbed his hands, which were resting on my chest, and said, "Can you hold on a little longer? Just a little longer."

"No, Xiaoqian is about to finish washing." Ah Cheng was right; we'd been doing it for a while now.

It was so frustrating; my desire had just been ignited, and it was about to die down before I even reached orgasm.

I reluctantly said, "Okay, then go ahead and cum, just think about how good you are."

"Don't be upset, baby, there'll be another chance next time, okay? I promise."

With that, he increased the speed of his thrusts, his hard penis like a high-speed piston, the rapid movements making my vagina feel both sore and numb. I knew this was the final sprint. Finally, Ah-Cheng's penis suddenly plunged into my vagina, the engorged glans pressing hard against the depths of my body. His rough pubic hair was pressed tightly against the entrance of my vagina. He ejaculated, gushing fluid like a fountain deep inside me.

Ah-Cheng licked my back, savoring the last vestiges of pleasure from ejaculation. He then kissed my left breast fiercely, sucking until it turned a deep red, before withdrawing his penis from my vagina.

Not long after Ah-Cheng left, Xiao-Qian from next door finished washing. I felt like a guilty thief, not daring to utter a sound, only continuing to rinse my body under the faucet.

Acheng's semen slowly flowed from my uterus, filling my entire vagina. Drops kept seeping from the vaginal opening; it kept coming back after I washed. No wonder Xiaoqian took so long to wash; Acheng must have ejaculated even more inside her. After rinsing and drying myself, I discovered that Acheng had taken my underwear and bra when I wasn't looking—how utterly despicable!

Ever since that "intimate contact," Acheng has frequently sought opportunities to get close to me. I usually ignore him in public, except for a few times when I couldn't resist my physical urges and let Acheng have sex with me.

Acheng is very good in bed; he always makes me feel incredibly good. He asked me to be his girlfriend several times, but I refused each time. I know very well that I don't love him, and I don't want to fall in love with him. Loving someone is too tiring; I've been tired of it for years and don't want to keep going. I want to rest.

Acheng's relationship with Xiaoqian didn't last long, but his sexual relationship with me lasted a long time. In college, Acheng was the only male classmate I had a sexual relationship with. To this day, the only man in my life besides him is my brother, who lives far away. My brother is the only person I miss. I wonder how he is doing now, in that foreign land. Is everything alright?

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Oh… Brother (Side Story) – A-Cheng's Story

Ever since Ah-Cheng and I had sex in the shower room, he's been constantly trying to get close to me, especially during study sessions.

I ignore him in public, but if I feel like having sex, I'll study for a while and then stand outside the classroom alone for a bit. Ah-Cheng will always tactfully follow me.

I set a rule for him: before we have sex, he has to tell me about a girl he deflowered, and she has to be someone I know. Ah-Cheng doesn't mind showing off his many conquests, so he's been telling me his stories since he started school.

Acheng was lucky enough to meet the most beautiful girl in our college right after the start of the semester (our school is a college system, meaning several related departments are combined to form a college; large schools generally adopt this system). At our college's welcome party, Acheng and our college beauty, Wenjia, were chosen as the male and female hosts.

Of course, good luck usually only favors handsome men and beautiful women. Frequent contact and rehearsals led to a rapid development between Acheng and Wenjia, who were in different classes. Less than a week after the start of the semester, they were seen as a couple on campus.

Being the most beautiful girl in the college, Acheng put in a lot of effort, diligently pursuing her for a full month. Little by little, Acheng broke down Wenjia's psychological defenses, and Wenjia finally opened up completely to Acheng.

Wenjia, like me, was a local. Her family had a house that had been vacant for a long time. One night, she and Acheng dated until late and couldn't go back to their dorms, so she took Acheng to her house. The house was very basic; there wasn't even a bed. Acheng moved an old sofa and spread clean newspapers on it. Wenjia then spread her legs on the stack of newspapers for Acheng.

Acheng hadn't expected Wenjia to be a virgin. He had already had relations with two female classmates in high school, neither of whom could compare to Wenjia in looks or figure. Acheng thought that a woman as outstanding as Wenjia must have been a virgin before. Therefore, when Wenjia let out a painful groan, Acheng was simply stunned with excitement; he was the first man of this stunningly beautiful woman.

Acheng successfully obtained Wenjia's virginity. From that night on, Acheng and Wenjia officially ended their platonic love. In the days that followed, they enjoyed sexual intercourse almost every day, sometimes even several times a day.

Wenjia's skin was very delicate and soft, as if you could pierce it with a finger; her figure was very well-proportioned, neither too tall nor too short, neither too fat nor too thin, with pert buttocks and breasts, and a slender waist, making her irresistible to touch; her face was even more beautiful, with fair and rosy skin, an oval face that was slightly round, a classic beauty.

Acheng liked her very much, and spent a considerable amount of time with her. Acheng still speaks of this past with great relish.

What's most special is that Wenjia has a younger sister who looks just like her—also beautiful and charming, a buy-one-get-one-free deal. Wenjia's sister, Wenxuan, is two years younger than her and is in her first year of high school. They have a very good relationship. Because Wenxuan's name contains a character that I share, I was also very interested in Wenxuan's story and asked Acheng to tell me in detail.

Wenxuan usually boards at school and every weekend she would pester her older sister to take her out to play, which gave Acheng many opportunities to interact with her.

Acheng is a very thoughtful man, and gradually, Wenxuan clearly developed feelings for him, and their relationship quickly became closer.

One weekend, Wenxuan went to see a movie alone with Acheng. Wenjia was busy with other things that day and was completely unaware that the two were out alone. Acheng, of course, wouldn't miss this opportunity. He had everything planned beforehand, just waiting for Wenxuan to run into his arms.

Wenxuan was only 16 years old at the time, innocent and naive, completely unaware of how to resist a boy she liked. Halfway through the movie, Acheng led Wenxuan to the last restroom stall in the theater, where he easily stripped off all of Wenxuan's clothes. Wenxuan's buttocks weren't as big as her sister's, but like Wenjia's, they were round, white, and elastic.

In the same position Acheng and I were in in the shower room, Wenxuan stood and leaned against the wall, welcoming the first penis that entered her vagina. The girl bled a lot, and A-Cheng wiped her down with tissues while they were having sex, using up an entire pack.

A-Cheng said he had a great time that day; he had taken aphrodisiacs an hour beforehand, making him particularly strong. He lasted over an hour, and Wen-Xuan, who was having her first time, was brought to orgasm by A-Cheng. Her white vaginal fluids covered his entire penis. After they finished, A-Cheng even kept the girl's underwear as a souvenir.

From then on, A-Cheng established long-term sexual relationships with the Wen-Jia sisters. A-Cheng said that period was the most frequent time for him to have sex, and he had to take tonics every day, which was very painful. However, A-Cheng said that it also had benefits; through that period of training, his sexual ability improved rapidly, and he became increasingly longer-lasting.

Wenjia never imagined she would involve her younger sister as well. Even after Acheng and Wenjia broke up, Acheng maintained a relationship with her sister for a long time.

Acheng said he didn't want to break up with Wenjia; he liked her very much. They broke up because of another girl, a foreign language major named Xueni.

Xueni was a year older than Acheng, and they met during their winter break in their freshman year when they were working part-time. Xueni wasn't as well-built as Wenjia; she was petite. On the first night Acheng met her, he took her to his dorm room, and on Acheng's bed, Xueni gave herself to him.

Xue Ni was deeply in love with A Cheng. This naive girl, in an effort to please him, was completely devoted to him, granting his every wish. However, despite her devotion, she couldn't hold onto the heart of this playboy. From beginning to end, A Cheng only used her as a tool for sexual gratification. When he felt like it, he would summon Xue Ni to his dorm for a quickie, otherwise ignoring her completely.

A Cheng and Xue Ni weren't really dating; A Cheng never considered Xue Ni his girlfriend. However, Wen Jia found out about their affair. Wen Jia couldn't stand it and immediately broke up with A Cheng. Although A Cheng liked Wen Jia, he felt there was a rift in their relationship, and there was no point in trying to salvage it, so he didn't take it to heart, and their relationship ended.

Soon after, A Cheng met Xiao Hui, a cute and lively girl from the Arts and Sports Department. Xiao Hui, a student majoring in arts and physical education, possessed a slender figure and supple physique. She was the captain of the gymnastics team in her department. At the sports meet in her first year of university, she met the handsome A-Cheng, thus beginning their relationship.

A-Cheng fell in love with Xiao Hui at first sight. Her large, bright eyes, sweet dimples, and adorable ponytail, coupled with her dignified demeanor and gentle personality, were things A-Cheng still praised highly.

To win Xiao Hui's heart, A-Cheng almost completely cut off contact with all other women, enduring humiliation for over a month. Finally, Xiao Hui allowed A-Cheng to spend the night in her dormitory. For that night, A-Cheng made thorough preparations, secretly taking medication and masturbating beforehand to avoid premature failure.

He finally didn't disappoint Xiaohui on her first night. His hard glans easily broke through her hymen, and the fierce assault lasted for nearly an hour. Xiaohui, experiencing sex for the first time, reached the peak of pleasure, her sexy body moaning wildly in Acheng's arms.

Acheng said that Xiaohui's body was very flexible, easily assuming various positions, making each ejaculation inside her feel fresh. Xiaohui's physical condition was also good; even after several rounds, she could maintain her vigorous energy. Among all the girls he had been with, having sex with Xiaohui was the most enjoyable and the most frequent. Later, Acheng simply ejaculated on Xiaohui's body or made her swallow it.

What's most remarkable is Xiaohui's virtuousness. Every time Acheng finishes his meal, Xiaohui will massage him and rub his back, taking excellent care of him. She even washes his dirty clothes for him.

Needless to say, Acheng cherishes such a good girl, and the two live a very intimate life together. Acheng

lives in the girls' dormitory of the Arts and Physical Education Department for a long time. Surrounded by beautiful girls every day, he is easily swayed by their charms and it's no wonder that his heart is filled with longing.

Acheng first set his sights on Xiaomin, who shared a room with Xiaohui. Acheng felt that Xiaomin's gaze towards men was lewd, as if she was always fantasizing about something. Taking advantage of the opportunity to frequently stay overnight in Xiaohui's room, Acheng gradually became familiar with Xiaomin. He discovered that Xiaomin was actually lustful but lacked the courage to act on her desires. She liked to talk about sex with others and had watched pornographic films. Acheng often probed her during their conversations and found that Xiaomin's understanding of sex was very superficial. She wanted to experience sex but might not have had any sexual experience yet.

Actually, Acheng's feelings for Xiaomin were just so-so. He couldn't explain why he wanted to sleep with this girl; perhaps it was just for the thrill. One weekend, Acheng invited Xiaomin to a bar. Under the influence of alcohol, Xiaomin gave herself to him on the rooftop of the girls' dormitory, experiencing the taste of a man's penis for the first time.

Like Xiaohui, Xiaomin had a fantastic figure—slender and supple. It was only because there were so many girls in the arts and physical education major, and most of them were very open-minded, that such a beautiful and charming girl would willingly open her body to her classmate's boyfriend. Acheng felt that being able to study in the art college of a teachers' college was a blessing he had accumulated over several lifetimes.

Xiaomin and Acheng's relationship was never made public. In front of Xiaohui, Acheng wouldn't even touch a hair on Xiaomin's head, but whenever there was an opportunity, Xiaomin would compete with Acheng, letting his semen quench her thirst. This relationship continued until Xiaomin got a boyfriend. For Xiaomin, Acheng only had physical memories.

Acheng and Xiaohui had a year-long relationship, but it ultimately ended as the novelty wore off. Acheng was Xiaohui's first love, and she was heartbroken. She cried for two days and two nights until her eyes were swollen. Then she wrapped up the things Acheng had given her, along with the love letters she had written to him, and returned them to him, representing her complete despair over the relationship.

Acheng was also sad for a while, but soon he started dating another girl from the Arts and Physical Education Department, Shanshan. That girl lived on the same floor as Xiaohui. At that time, Acheng still often thought about Xiaohui, but afraid of being reminded of her, he never went to that girl's dormitory.

The girl knew about Xiaohui and Acheng's relationship. Although she was also very pretty, she knew that Acheng had once liked Xiaohui. To win Acheng's favor and attention, she offered herself to him. This happened in the second semester of their sophomore year. Not long after the semester started, the two went out late one night and ended up booking a hotel room. There, Acheng broke her hymen for the sixth time since starting university.

Shanshan's hymen was very resilient. Acheng said that even when his penis was fully inserted during their first time, he could still feel the remaining part of the hymen elastically surrounding it, which was quite amazing. However, for Acheng, virginity was no longer important; what mattered was the relationship.

Acheng still regrets his relationship with Xiaohui to this day, and he has never met such a good girl since.

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This time, I changed my writing style, focusing on a straightforward narrative and not going into great detail about the sexual act.

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