younger sister

Tonight it was my mother's turn to work the night shift again, leaving only my sixteen-year-old sister, Zhou Li, and me at home. After dinner, my sister busied herself clearing the dishes, while I sat on the sofa, smoking and watching TV. My sister wore a floral apron, which made her hips appear rounder and her breasts more prominent, fully displaying the unique charm of a mature young woman.

Although I was sitting in front of the TV, my gaze was firmly drawn to my sister. At that moment, "Princess Pearl" was playing, a program I usually watched every night, but now I had no interest in watching it at all.

My sister went into the kitchen to wash the dishes, and my gaze finally returned to the TV screen. The innocent and lively Little Swallow on the screen was still as beautiful and lovely, still as mischievous, still as prone to causing trouble, but at this moment, she seemed utterly boring and unappealing. I got up and went to my mother's bedroom, taking out the DVD that I had secretly watched countless times.

I had just sat down on the three-seater sofa in the living room when my sister rushed out of the kitchen, asking as she came, "Brother, is 'Little Swallow' over yet?" My sister is also a "Little Swallow" fan; ever since "Princess Pearl" started airing, she's watched it every night before going to bed.

"Not yet, the first episode isn't even finished," I replied, making way for her. My sister came over and sat down next to me, immediately focusing intently on the television screen. A delicate, virginal fragrance wafted into my nostrils, making my blood boil. I looked at my sister's high, firm breasts, and through her blouse, I could vaguely see the white bra she wore underneath, bulging as if it were about to burst out.

"Brother, you're so naughty!" my sister said, blushing as she noticed me looking at her. She subconsciously shifted her body away from me. Just then, my sister noticed the plate in my hand.

"Shall we watch this video?" I said, waving the DVD in my hand. "This video is really good, I guarantee you've never seen anything like it before." My sister snatched the disc from my hand, saying, "Let me see what it is first." The cover of the disc showed a young girl with her legs spread wide, sitting on the bed, her most mysterious part of a woman clearly visible. The title of the video was even more shocking: "My Sister is So Sexy!"

"Brother, where did you get this?" My sister blushed deeply, as if she were holding a hot potato, and hurriedly stuffed the disc into my hand. I stood up, put the disc into the DVD player, and tuned the TV. Soon, a luxuriously furnished bedroom appeared on the TV screen. On the large Simmons bed in the bedroom, a young man was tightly embracing a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl and kissing her incessantly. The young man kissed the girl while undressing her, and soon she was completely naked. Then, the young man stripped off his clothes and pounced on the girl like a hungry wolf, thrusting his thick, long penis into her!

I glanced at my sister sitting on the sofa and saw her eyes nervously fixed on the television screen, her full breasts heaving with tension. I took the opportunity to walk over and sit close to her on the sofa, gently putting an arm around her waist. My sister, like a startled rabbit, tried to break free. I seized the opportunity to pull her tightly into my arms, simultaneously grabbing her high, firm breasts and squeezing hard, making her gasp for breath.

"Brother, what are you doing! Let go of me!" my sister said, pushing me away while panting. Before she could finish speaking, I excitedly embraced her tightly and kissed her. At first, my sister struggled, but gradually she became aroused, reaching out to wrap her arms around my neck and kissing me back.

During the kiss, I felt my sister's body trembling. Excitedly, I slipped my tongue into my sister's mouth, gently licking the tip of her tongue, our tongues colliding and intertwining. In the passionate kiss, my sister and I experienced a joy and excitement we'd never felt before. We held each other tightly, kissing, neither wanting to separate.

After a while, we reluctantly stopped kissing. My sister nestled in my arms like a cat, looking at me shyly. Under the lamplight, her blushing face appeared even more radiant.

"Brother, you're bullying me! When Mom comes back, I'll tell on you," my sister said breathlessly, but her expression showed no sign of intending to tell on me. I reached out and unbuttoned my sister's bra, revealing her breasts, which were round and full from her swollen breasts. Excitedly, I unhooked her bra, and her breasts sprang out.

I grabbed one and gently squeezed it, feeling its softness, elasticity, like a freshly steamed bun. I breathed heavily, grabbing my sister's breasts and kneading them incessantly, squeezing the left one and then the right. My sister trembled all over from my pinching, panting and saying in a trembling voice, "Brother, it hurts so much! Please, please stop!" I released her, unbuttoned all the buttons on her shirt, then started to undo her belt and pulled her pants down. My sister instinctively gripped her pants tightly, saying shyly, "Brother, no, don't do this." At that moment, on the television screen, a young man was thrusting repeatedly with a young girl. The girl lay on her back on the bed, moaning with pleasure and slapping the young man's strong back. The young man was thrusting with the girl while licking her forehead and ears. Seeing this, I felt a surge of heat, wanting nothing more than to be with my sister immediately. I swallowed hard and excitedly said to my sister, "My dear sister, look how happy they are! Come on, let's enjoy that kind of pleasure together tonight!" With that, I stood up and forcefully pulled down my sister's pants.

"Brother, you, you're bullying me, boohoo..." My sister curled up on the sofa and sobbed softly.

I took off my clothes and lay on top of her, wiping away her tears as I whispered, "Sweetie, don't cry... I'll make you feel really good." Then, I spread her legs and thrust my already hard penis, as stiff as a wooden stick, into her.

"Ah! Brother! It hurts so much!" she cried, pushing me away.

I held her tightly around the waist, kissing her and whispering comforting words, "Sweetie, every woman feels pain the first time. Just bear with it, it'll stop soon." She tried to push me away but couldn't, collapsing onto the sofa like a deflated balloon, trembling uncontrollably. I felt a warm liquid flowing from her, a flow that filled me with both joy and excitement, for I knew it was the blood from when I broke her hymen.

A while later, I began to thrust into my sister. To minimize her pain, I was very careful. With each careful thrust, my thick, long penis slid slowly back and forth inside her, rubbing against her inner walls. At first, I felt her mouth was like a baby's, gripping me tightly, without any gap.

After about thirty or forty thrusts, I gradually felt her mouth relax, and fluid began to flow out. The slippery fluid, filled with her scent, greatly reduced the friction between our inner walls and lessened the pain from my thrusts. Gradually, a happy smile appeared on her face.

"Sweetie, does it still hurt?" I asked softly as I thrust into her.

"Brother, it doesn't hurt much anymore," she said in a trembling voice, closing her eyes and giving me a submissive look. I took a deep breath and immediately increased the speed of my thrusts. During the rapid thrusting, I felt a tingling and itchy sensation. That numb yet comfortable pleasure quickly spread to my abdomen and then, like an electric current, continuously radiated throughout my body.

With my rapid thrusting, my sister's high, firm breasts swayed incessantly, making the heavy three-seater sofa creak. My sister's eyes were wide open, looking at me like a frightened little animal, moaning happily and pounding the sofa with her hands.

As time went on, my thrusting became faster and faster, and the numb yet pleasurable sensation grew stronger. Finally, my penis trembled violently inside my sister, ejaculating streams of hot semen into her.

After a while, I pulled my limp penis out of her. My sister lay slumped on the sofa, looking at me with shy yet tired eyes. I looked down at her crotch and saw that her mouth was open like a baby's, completely wet and smeared with blood and grime.

Looking at my "masterpiece," I couldn't help but feel excited and proud. I reached out and touched my sister's damp pubic hair, then knelt down between her spread legs and excitedly said to her, "My dear sister, let me lick it clean for you, okay?" "No, brother, it's so dirty," my sister said shyly.

"My dear sister, it's alright, let me lick it for you," I said stubbornly, and then I put my head between my sister's legs and started licking. A delicate fragrance, like orchids and musk, filled my nostrils, making me feel as if I were drinking nectar while licking my sister. After

carefully licking away the blood and grime from my sister's genitals, I felt unsatisfied, so I used my hands to pry open my sister's labia and sucked hard into her mouth. With a squeaking sound, my sister's vagina was sucked into my mouth. My sister trembled all over as I sucked, and her vagina kept flowing out.

"Brother, it itches, it itches so much! Please, don't do this," my sister said in a trembling voice, while pushing me away with her hands. I stood up and found my sister panting heavily, her beautiful face flushed, her breasts heaving with each rapid breath.

I sat on the sofa, pulled her up, and held her tightly in my arms. She wrapped her arms around my neck. After a series of intoxicating kisses, I whispered to her, "Sweetie, come on, lick it for me too." My sister blushed and looked at my thick, long penis, then lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Brother, it's so dirty! Your thing is awful," she stammered, her voice barely audible. I held my blood-stained penis in my hand, gently wiggling it as I said to her, "Sweetie, try it, it tastes really good!" As I spoke, I gently pressed her head down. She couldn't resist, so she knelt on my lap and began to lick it gently. I sat on the sofa, stroking my sister's hair as I watched a video.

At this moment, on the television screen, the young girl was on a large Simmons bed with a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, while the young man who had been with the girl earlier sat on the sofa in front of the bed, watching and smoking incessantly.

The middle-aged man's strong body was pressed against the girl, his buttocks thrusting like a bull in heat, his thick, rolling pin-like penis sliding back and forth inside her, causing the girl's mouth to distort and copious amounts of fluid to flow out.

"Hehe, good daughter, how is it? Especially comfortable, isn't it?" the middle-aged man asked with a lewd grin as he continued to thrust his thick penis into the girl.

"Oh, Dad, it's...it's so comfortable," the girl moaned, her voice trembling as she answered.

"Good daughter, the best is yet to come!" the middle-aged man said excitedly. As he spoke, the middle-aged man's thrusting became even faster and more powerful. Suddenly, the middle-aged man abruptly pulled his thick, long penis out of the girl's vagina. At the same time, his thick penis trembled violently, ejaculating streams of semen. The milky-white semen splattered on the girl's abdomen, pubic hair, and surrounding area.

After ejaculating, the middle-aged man got up, sat on the edge of the bed, and lit a cigarette. At this moment, the young man who had been sitting on the sofa stood up, walked to the bed, and impatiently took off his underwear and jumped onto the bed.

"Brother, you...you want more?" the girl said wearily. The young man chuckled and pounced on the girl like a hungry wolf, thrusting his hard penis into her vagina and pumping rapidly.

Watching this, my own penis became hard and erect.

"Brother, yours...it's so...so thick!" my sister said, grasping my penis and looking at me with shy surprise. Taking advantage of the situation, I pulled my sister up and hugged her tightly, excitedly saying, "My dear sister, come on, let's go to bed, and I'll let you taste the full power of this big thing!" With that, I eagerly stood up and, holding my sister's hand, we walked towards our mother's bedroom.

(Chapter Two) Because our father was often away from home, my sister usually slept with our mother. After we entered our mother's bedroom, my sister skillfully found the light switch and turned on the light.

Under the bright light, my sister stood shyly by the bed, like a bride just entering her wedding night. I went up to her and gently embraced her. She looked at me with shy eyes, her pretty face flushed, looking stunning.

"Brother," my sister called out affectionately. Before she could say anything, I immediately lowered my head and pressed my burning lips tightly against hers, kissing her passionately. During the kiss, I gently stroked her smooth back and round buttocks, while simultaneously thrusting my penis against her abdomen, making her tremble uncontrollably.

"Brother, brother, I'm so itchy," my sister murmured. I reached down and touched her crotch, finding it wet and sticky. I chuckled softly and whispered, "Come on, go to bed and sleep. Let me relieve your itch." "Brother, you're so naughty!" my sister said coquettishly, lightly patting my chest a few times. Then, she eagerly got into bed, lying on her back with her legs spread, waiting for me, her face showing a mixture of excitement and shyness.

"My dear sister, I'm here!" I said excitedly to her, then jumped onto the bed and pounced on her, thrusting my thick, long penis all the way into her vagina. My sister let out a soft moan and wrapped her arms tightly around my neck. I chuckled and said excitedly, "My dear sister, enjoy yourself tonight!" With that, I began to thrust in and out of her.

As I continued to thrust, my sister moaned loudly, her whole body trembling, and her vagina kept flowing out.

"My sweet little sister, is it comfortable?" I asked excitedly while thrusting into my sister. She looked at me with wide eyes, moaning and saying in a trembling voice, "Brother, it feels so good, so incredibly good." Hearing her ecstatic voice, I felt both excited and thrilled, and involuntarily increased the speed of my thrusts, wanting to bring her even greater pleasure with faster and more vigorous movements. With my rapid and forceful thrusts, my sister cried out even louder, her juices flowing out like a spring. After more than ten minutes, my thick, long penis trembled violently inside her, ejaculating streams of hot semen into her.

After ejaculating, I hugged my sister, rolled over so she was on top of me, pulled the blanket over her, and looked at her with loving eyes, whispering, "My sweet little sister, shall we sleep like this tonight?" My sister smiled shyly, nestling against me like a docile cat, her nostrils flaring with hot breath.

I hugged my sister tightly and said excitedly, "Sister, I love you." "Brother, me too," my sister murmured.

My penis slowly softened inside my sister, but I couldn't bear to pull it out. I closed my eyes and gently stroked my sister's smooth back and round buttocks, and soon drifted off to sleep.

(Chapter 3) The next morning, I was woken up by my younger sister while I was fast asleep. I opened my eyes and saw her standing in front of the bed, looking at me with a half-smile.

"Sleepy cat, get up quickly, or you'll be late," my sister said, stroking my cheek with her delicate hand. I glanced at my watch and realized there was still almost an hour before class. I looked my sister up and down and noticed that she was wearing her favorite off-white dress today, her breasts high and full, making her look mature and beautiful.

As I looked at her, I gradually felt a surge of heat, and my crotch became erect. I sat up and hugged my sister tightly, excitedly saying, "Sweetie, there's still plenty of time, let's play a little longer." "Brother, no, no, we'll be late," my sister said, panting. Without saying a word, I dragged my sister onto the bed and casually took off her shoes and threw them on the floor in front of the bed. Seeing she couldn't resist me, my sister shyly said, "Brother, then...then you have to hurry." She then lay on her back on the bed, reached under her skirt, pulled down her underwear, and spread her legs, waiting for me.

"Good girl, you're so good!" I said excitedly, then lifted her skirt and straddled her, thrusting rapidly into her. After about ten minutes of rapid thrusting, we both reached our climax. My penis trembled inside her, ejaculating hot streams of semen.

After ejaculating, I pulled out and sat down beside her. My sister picked up her underwear and put it on, saying wearily, "Brother, wait here for a moment, I'll go get your clothes." She got out of bed, put on her shoes, and headed out. After

taking only two steps, she suddenly screamed. I was startled and quickly asked, "Sweetie, what's wrong?" My sister took off her underwear, looked at it, turned around, and said coquettishly, "Brother, look! It's all your fault!" She then threw the underwear onto the bed.

I picked up my sister's underwear and found it was wet and covered in milky white semen. My sister took a pair of underwear from the closet, put them on, and quickly left the bedroom. I couldn't help but bring my sister's underwear to my nose and smell it. A delicate fragrance, like orchids and musk, filled my nostrils, making me feel comfortable, as if every pore on my body had opened up.

After breakfast, my sister and I rode our bicycles quickly to school. When we arrived at school, there were still more than ten minutes before class started. After my sister and I parked our bicycles in the bike shed, I looked around to make sure no one was watching and whispered to her, "Xiaoli, shall we go home a little earlier for lunch?" My sister smiled sweetly and said, "Brother, you should focus on your studies." She gave me a playful look and hurried off to their classroom. I stood there in the bike shed, watching her retreating figure until she was inside the classroom for a while before finally leaving with my schoolbag.

That morning, time seemed to drag on endlessly; each class felt like an eternity. Although I was physically in the classroom, my mind was already home, and I barely heard a word the teacher said.

Finally, the bell rang for the end of the fourth period. As soon as the teacher announced the end of class, I shoved my books into my drawer and rushed out of the classroom. I pushed my bicycle out of the school gate and waited for my sister to come out so we could walk together. I waited at the school gate for a long time; almost all the students had left, but I still hadn't seen my sister.

I parked my bicycle and walked to my sister's classroom. I found her sitting in her seat with her head down, being scolded by her homeroom teacher, Xu Shixuan.

"Zhou Jun, come in for a moment." Just as I was about to leave, Teacher Xu looked up, saw me, and beckoned me in. I had no choice but to go in and respectfully asked, "Teacher Xu, what's wrong?" "Zhou Li is acting strangely today. She seemed listless and unfocused throughout the entire class. I really don't know what she's thinking about!" Teacher Xu said angrily.

"Teacher Xu, my sister has a cold," I mustered my courage and lied. "She said she felt dizzy when she woke up this morning. I told her to rest at home, but she insisted on coming." "Is that so?" Teacher Xu believed me, and her tone immediately softened. She said to my sister, "Go home with your brother and buy some medicine. If you're not feeling better, don't force yourself to come this afternoon. Rest at home and come to class tomorrow." My sister felt like she had been granted a pardon. She stood up, picked up her schoolbag, and we walked out of the classroom together.

(Chapter 4) My sister didn't say a word to me on the way home. When we got home, she threw her schoolbag on the sofa, ran into her bedroom, and slammed the door shut. I called her for a while before she opened the door, and I saw tears on her face.

"Xiaoli, I'm sorry, it's my fault you got scolded by Teacher Xu," I said, wiping away her tears. My sister leaned her head against my chest and whispered, "Brother, it's not your fault, I just couldn't help missing you." I hugged her tightly, so tightly she could hardly breathe. Her full breasts heaved, and even through her clothes, I could feel her warm body, exuding a captivating fragrance. Instantly, I felt my blood rush, my throat dry, and my penis hardened.

Because my sister and I were pressed so close, my erection pressed against her abdomen. My sister reached down and touched my penis through my pants, then looked up with a shy smile, gazing at me with hungry eyes. Her pretty face was flushed, her nostrils flared, and hot breath escaped her nostrils.

"Brother," she called softly, her face a mixture of shyness and eagerness. I smiled knowingly at her, took her hand, and we walked towards the bed.

As soon as we reached the bed, she eagerly took off her dress, then her undershirt, underwear, and bra, lying naked on her back, looking at me with shy yet expectant eyes. I immediately took off my clothes, climbed onto the bed, spread her legs, and straddled her, thrusting my penis into her!

"Oh! Brother!" my sister cried out involuntarily, wrapping her arms tightly around my neck, her whole body trembling as if electrocuted. My sister's vagina was warm, wet, and slippery. When I penetrated her, the stimulation caused it to involuntarily twitch and become even harder, as hard as a wooden stick. I kissed her excitedly while continuously thrusting my hard, stick-like penis into her. My sister, breathless from my kisses, turned her head to the side and moaned incessantly.

At first, I felt her vagina was narrow and small, gripping me tightly, making the pleasure particularly intense. However, as time went on, her inner walls gradually loosened, and her vagina began to flow out continuously. This reduced the friction between my penis and her inner walls during thrusting.

To increase the friction, I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts, while simultaneously swaying my hips from side to side to change the direction of penetration. This worked quite well, but my sister's vagina was stretched even wider, and she flowed even more.

"Brother! I...I can't take it anymore! It feels so good! I...I'm going to die!" My sister suddenly screamed repeatedly as I thrust in and out, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, a surge of heat gushing from her vagina.

I knew she had reached her climax, and involuntarily stopped thrusting, pounding my thick, long penis deep inside her, wishing I could push my testicles in too.

"Good girl, does it feel good?" I asked, panting

, as I thrust harder. "Brother, it feels...so good, so incredibly good," my sister said in a trembling voice. I chuckled and said excitedly, "Good girl, I'll make you feel even better!" Then I resumed my rapid thrusting. Ten minutes later, my penis throbbed inside her, and streams of semen shot out from my tip, shooting deep into her very core.

After ejaculating, I gently rolled over, holding my sister's body, and we lay on our sides together on the bed. My body was pressed tightly against hers, my penis still firmly inserted inside her. I looked at her with deep affection, gently stroking her soft, elastic breasts.

My sister closed her eyes, letting me caress her, a sweet and comfortable smile on her beautiful face. Gradually, my penis softened and shrank inside her, but I couldn't bear to pull it out. I wanted it to stay there until it regained its "fighting power," and then we could continue our "battle."

After a long while, my sister opened her eyes as if suddenly remembering something and looked at me, saying, "Brother, luckily you told Teacher Xu at school that I had a cold, otherwise I would have been really embarrassed!" "What, you told him you had a cold too?" I said with a smile.

"Who says otherwise? But no matter what I said, he just wouldn't believe me. He even touched my forehead to see if I had a fever. If what you said hadn't happened to be exactly what I said, he wouldn't have let me go so easily." As she spoke, a shy blush appeared on her face.

I chuckled and gently stroked her cheek, saying proudly, "My dear sister, this proves we're 'on the same wavelength'!" Then, I couldn't help but hug her tightly and kiss her passionately. In the fervent kiss, I felt my whole being merge with hers, and I longed to kiss her like this forever and ever.

However, not long after, my penis slowly became erect again inside her. I was overjoyed, knowing it had regained its "fighting power," and eagerly began to gently move my hips, sliding in and out of her.

"Brother, you...you want more?" my sister exclaimed in surprise.

"My dear little sister, let's skip school this afternoon and have some fun at home!" I said excitedly, rolling over with my sister on top of me. She gently pushed me away, panting, "Brother, no, no!" "My dear little sister, didn't Teacher Xu say you didn't have to go this afternoon?" I said, thrusting into her.

"Then, what about you?" she asked.

"Don't worry, I have a plan," I said confidently.

Seeing my stubbornness, she stopped talking, reaching out to stroke my back, saying excitedly, "Brother, I, I'm so happy!" "My dear little sister, just enjoy it!" I said excitedly, thrusting into her rapidly. With my rapid thrusting, she moaned and cried out, her whole body trembling as if electrocuted, her juices flowing continuously.

"Good girl, does it feel good? Hehe, so much water, even my pubic hair is wet." I said excitedly to my sister as I thrust in and out. My sister moaned and said in a trembling voice, "Brother, it feels so good, so incredibly good!" "Good girl, then, then let's do this every day from now on, okay?" I said excitedly as I thrust rapidly.

"Okay, okay! Brother, I'll do whatever you say!" Time flew by as my sister and I experienced pleasure. As time flew by, our pleasure grew stronger and stronger. After more than half an hour, my sister and I finally reached our climax. My penis trembled inside my sister as I ejaculated streams of hot semen into her.

After ejaculating, I lay quietly on top of my sister, not moving at all. After a while, I pulled my limp penis out of my sister's body. At this moment, I felt my stomach growling with hunger. I looked at my watch; it was already past two in the afternoon. So I said to my sister with concern, "My dear sister, you must be hungry, right? Lie down a little longer, I'll go make some food." My sister lay sprawled on the bed, looking at me with a happy yet shy gaze, panting and saying coquettishly, "Brother, it's all your fault, you've made me so tired, I have no energy left." I chuckled, gently patted my sister's white and tender bottom, and said, "Just lie here obediently, I'll come and call you when lunch is ready. After lunch, let's take a nice, long bath together." After saying that, I got out of bed, put on my clothes, and walked out of the bedroom straight to the kitchen.

(Chapter 5) There was a small river less than a mile from my house. Although the river wasn't large, the water was clear and pleasant, and many people went there to bathe in the summer.

After lunch, it was already past three in the afternoon. My sister and I closed the door and walked towards the river. Not far from the river, we heard a lot of chattering. When we got to the riverbank, we found a group of children playing in the water. My sister and I walked upstream along the riverbank. The noise of the children behind us grew fainter and fainter until it disappeared completely.

"Brother, let's bathe here," my sister, who was walking ahead, stopped and looked at me with pleading eyes. I looked around and found that it was indeed a good place to bathe, but it wasn't too far from the children, so some people might come here to bathe too.

"Let's walk a little further. The further we go, the less likely anyone will bother us," I said, looking at my sister with burning eyes. My sister lowered her head shyly, turned around, and continued walking. I excitedly followed behind my sister, unconsciously touching my erection as we walked, wishing I could pull my sister into my arms.

My sister and I walked upstream for a while longer and finally found an ideal place to bathe. The environment was quiet and pleasant. Apart from the sound of the flowing river, there were only one or two birds chirping in the distance. No one would bother us anymore.

My sister took off her clothes, pulled a red swimsuit from a plastic bag, put it on, and skipped and hopped into the river like a happy little deer. She quickly swam to the middle of the river and then swam back. When she reached a shallow spot, she stood up and waved to me, saying, "Brother, come on down, it feels so good!" The water was just up to her chest where she was standing, and her full breasts were appearing and disappearing in the ripples, looking particularly alluring. I took off my shirt and underwear, pulled out my briefs from the plastic bag, and tried to put them on, but my penis wouldn't cooperate, so I simply took off my briefs and threw them on the riverbank, walking naked towards my sister.

"Brother, why aren't you even wearing pants?!" my sister exclaimed in surprise. I chuckled and walked up to her, saying, "Look! It's because it won't let me wear them!" As I spoke, I pulled my sister's hand to my crotch, making her touch my penis. My sister blushed and said shyly, "Brother, go put your pants on, otherwise, it won't be good if someone sees us." "Don't worry, sweetie," I interrupted her nonchalantly, "It's so far away, no one will come." Seeing my response, she lowered her head and said nothing more. I took the opportunity to pull her into my arms and said excitedly, "Sweetie, come here, let me help you wash this place properly." After saying that, I reached my hand under her crotch, stroking up her delicate thigh, and slipped it inside her swimsuit, pressing and rubbing her breasts.

"Brother, you're so naughty!" my sister said shyly, slowly resting her head on my shoulder, panting heavily.

The water gently lapped against our bodies, like an invisible hand gently caressing us, adding to our endless pleasure. As I rubbed, I inserted my fingers into my sister's vagina and gently moved them in and out.

Instantly, my sister's body trembled slightly as if she had been electrocuted, and her breathing became louder and louder.

"Brother, stop, stop! It's so itchy!" my sister said in a trembling voice. I pulled my fingers out of her clothes and said excitedly, "Good girl, I'll stop the itch for you right away!" Then, I eagerly grabbed her swimsuit and pulled it down.

"Brother, right here?" my sister asked shyly. I chuckled and said, "Good girl, it might feel even better in the water!" As I spoke, I took off my sister's swimsuit and handed it to her, then wrapped my arms around her waist and skillfully thrust my penis into her clothes.

"Oh!" my sister moaned softly, wrapping her arms tightly around my neck. I seized the opportunity, grabbing her legs and lifting her up, thrusting into her while spinning her around in the water.

"Oh, brother, so good! So good!" my sister cried out excitedly, her body undulating in rhythm with my movements. The surrounding water rippled and splashed, as if cheering us on. The buoyancy made me feel light and airy, like I was floating on clouds—a truly blissful feeling.

In that blissful state, my sister and I reached our climax. My penis throbbed violently inside her, ejaculating streams of hot semen into her. After ejaculating, I put my sister down, kissed her for a while, and then took her hand as we walked towards the shore.

After walking a few steps, my sister suddenly cried out, "Brother, my swimsuit is gone!" Hearing this, I noticed her hands were empty; the swimsuit she had been holding was nowhere to be seen. I instinctively looked downstream, but the river flowed swiftly, and there was no sign of the swimsuit.

"Come on, let's quickly put our clothes on and look downstream. Maybe we'll find it," I said, pulling my sister's hand as we walked towards the riverbank.

My sister and I got dressed and walked along the riverbank, searching carefully. We walked all the way to the spot where the group of children had been playing in the water, but still couldn't find the swimsuit. My sister stood on the riverbank, looking downstream, seemingly wanting to continue searching.

Among the children, a boy of about seven or eight years old was sunbathing on a large rock not far from us. The boy's back was tanned dark by the sun, and his hair was wet; he had clearly just come out of the water.

On a whim, I went over and asked, "Little brother, did you see anything wash down here while you were bathing?" "What, did you lose something?" "Yes," I pointed to my sister and said, "that lady's swimsuit fell into the water, and we've been looking all the way here but haven't found it." "We haven't seen it," the little boy said confidently, "If it washed up here, it definitely wouldn't have escaped our notice!" A smug look appeared on his face.

I thought to myself, the little boy is right. So I went to my sister and whispered, "Sweetie, don't look anymore, we'll just go back and buy another one." Then I took my sister's hand and led her home.

It was past six in the afternoon when my sister and I got home. Because she couldn't find her swimsuit, my sister sat sullenly on the sofa as soon as we got home. I hugged her and cuddled her for a while before she finally smiled happily.

"Brother, that swimsuit was a special gift Dad bought for my birthday last year. It's such a pity we lost it today," my sister said regretfully, resting her head against my chest.

"Sweetheart, don't think so much," I said softly, gently stroking my sister's thigh. "We need to seize this opportunity and have a good time. Otherwise, when Mom comes back from her shift in a few days, it won't be so convenient for us." "Brother, I'm really scared. What if... what if Mom finds out about us?" my sister said worriedly, her body trembling slightly.

"Don't worry," I said, holding my sister tightly. "As long as you don't tell, I won't tell either. Mom isn't a goddess, how could she know? Come on, let me lick it." With that, I let go of my sister and took off my pants, revealing my crotch. My sister glanced at me shyly, then obediently knelt between my spread legs, her trembling hands grasping my thick, long penis, and lowering her head to carefully lick it.

My sister licked it incessantly, then opened her mouth and sucked and moved it around. I gently stroked my sister's hair, closing my eyes to quietly enjoy the pleasure she brought me. Soon, my sister's saliva was flowing incessantly down my genitals, and I, too, was aroused by her, my blood boiling and my desire burning, becoming unusually hard.

"Good girl, that's enough," I said, gently patting her head. My sister stood up, looking at me shyly, her face flushed, her full breasts rising and falling with her rapid breathing.

"Come on, sit down, let your brother lick you too!" I said excitedly. I pulled my sister over to sit on the sofa, lifted her skirt, and then took off her panties and threw them on the sofa.

"Brother, you're so fierce!" my sister said breathlessly.

"Hehe! Good girl, the 'fierce' part is yet to come," I said excitedly. I knelt in front of the sofa, spread my sister's legs apart, and eagerly put my head between her legs, licking her vulva vigorously!

My sister trembled all over from my licking, her vagina constantly flowing out. I was secretly delighted and sucked hard on my sister's mouth again.

She moaned and kept stroking my head. Eventually, she couldn't hold back any longer and said in a trembling voice, "Brother, please, please stop, it's so itchy!" I stood up, wiped my mouth, and looked at my sister, who was now aroused. I felt both smug and excited, and said with a grin, "Sweetie, where does it itch?" "Brother, you, you're so naughty!" my sister said shyly, panting. I smiled smugly and said excitedly, "Come on, sweetie, let's go to bed, let me relieve your itch!" As I spoke, I picked my sister up from the sofa and strode towards my mother's bedroom.

I carried my sister into my mother's bedroom, placed her on the large Simmons bed, turned on the light, and then quickly stripped her naked, like peeling fruit. Under the bright light, my sister's high breasts and thick pubic hair were completely exposed before my eyes. I took off my shirt and was about to get into bed when I suddenly noticed the thick pillow next to my sister. On a whim, I picked it up and stuffed it under her buttocks.

"Brother, what are you doing?" my sister asked, puzzled. I swallowed hard, chuckled, and said, "Good girl, just say you understand right away!" With that, I got into bed and spread my sister's legs apart.

The pillow under her buttocks pushed her up high, causing her two thick breasts to spread open, revealing a wet opening. That opening was also slightly open, like the mouth of a baby crying for milk.

Looking at my sister's breasts, which were pushed up by the pillow, I couldn't help but feel excited and thrilled with my "masterpiece," and my own penis suddenly became hard as a stick, ready to spring to life.

"Brother, hurry up!" my sister said impatiently. I took a deep breath, suppressing my rising lust, then leaned over my sister and kissed her tenderly, saying, "Sweetie, don't rush, let's take it slow." As I spoke, I reached down and grasped my thick, long penis, shoving it into my sister's mouth before slowly inserting it into her vagina.

"Brother, why...why is yours longer?" my sister stammered, trembling. I stopped and chuckled, asking, "Sweetie, how does it feel? Did I put it all the way in?" "Brother, it's all the way in! It's completely full!" my sister exclaimed excitedly, instinctively wrapping her arms tightly around my neck.

"Sweetie," I said, looking at my sister with a smug gaze, "Now you understand why I put a pillow under your butt, right? Hehe...there's still a long part outside!" With that, I thrust forward forcefully, inserting my entire thick, long penis into my sister's vagina!

"Ah!" my sister screamed and fainted.

A surge of excitement welled up inside me. I kissed my sister as I slowly thrust into her. Soon, she woke up.

"Brother, pull it out! It's so...so swollen, it hurts so much!" she gasped, her voice trembling as she lay sprawled on the bed.

"Don't be afraid, sweetheart." I continued thrusting into my sister while gently comforting her, saying, "This is because my penis is inside your cervix, so naturally you'll feel a tightness and pain." "Brother, it's so... so tight! Please take the pillow away, I can't take it anymore!" my sister gasped, shaking her head repeatedly. But I remained unmoved, continuing to thrust into her while excitedly saying, "Sweetheart, bear with it, we'll take it slowly." As I spoke, I further slowed down my thrusting. I lay completely on top of my sister, gently wriggling my buttocks, allowing my large penis to slide slowly back and forth inside her cervix, thus relieving her tightness and pain.

After more than half an hour, I felt my sister's cervix relax, so I stopped, gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, and softly asked, "Sweetheart, how do you feel now?" "Brother, it feels so good!" my sister said excitedly.

"Hehe, sweetheart, then enjoy it!" I said excitedly. After saying that, I pulled a large section out of my sister's vagina and then thrust it back in with a sudden thud!

"Oh!" my sister screamed, gasping for breath.

"Good girl, feels good, right? Hehe, here we go again!" I said with a laugh. After saying that, I took a deep breath and began thrusting repeatedly, each time penetrating deep into my sister's cervix, making her scream incessantly, and copious amounts of fluid flowing out of her vagina.

After seventy or eighty thrusts in one breath, my sister fainted again amidst her screams. I felt a surge of excitement and continued thrusting rapidly with my sister. As I thrust incessantly, I looked at my unconscious sister, feeling a mix of pride, pleasure, and excitement. I knew that my sister had fainted because she couldn't withstand the intense pleasure from my fierce movements.

With my rapid thrusting, my sister's high, firm breasts swayed and bounced incessantly, and the large Simmons mattress shook and creaked incessantly.

A few minutes later, my sister woke up.

"Mmm, brother, it feels so good, I'm going to die," my sister moaned.

"Good girl, just a little longer, it'll be over soon," I said, panting as I thrust rapidly.

Ten minutes later, my penis throbbed violently inside her, and streams of semen gushed out, shooting straight into her cervix.

After ejaculating, I lay on top of her for a while before pulling out.

My sister lay on the bed, panting, looking at me with a shy yet excited gaze. I checked my watch and was surprised to find that our encounter had lasted over an hour!

"Good girl, how did it feel?" I asked smugly. My sister smiled shyly, remaining silent, as if she didn't even have the strength to speak. I couldn't help but glance at her genitals, finding them a mess, her mouth wide open, still leaking fluid.

"Brother, take the pillow out for me, it's so uncomfortable like this!" My sister said coquettishly, lying on the bed with shy eyes. I smiled apologetically and took the pillow out from under her bottom, only to find a large, sticky, wet patch on it.

"Sweetie, look." I held the pillow up to her face, showing her the wet patch caused by her vaginal discharge.

"Brother, what if Mom comes back and finds the pillow dirty?" my sister said nervously. Hearing this, I instinctively glanced at the sheets and saw several stains on them as well. Oh my god, what if Mother saw these stains? Based on her experience, she could easily tell what had happened in this bed from these stains!

"If these stains had been discovered a few days later, it would have been terrible!" I secretly rejoiced, and confidently said to my sister, "Don't worry, sweetie, we'll just wash them clean, okay? Maybe Mom will even praise you for being so diligent!" Hearing this, my sister sat up and hurriedly grabbed her clothes to put them on.

"Sweetie, what are you doing?" I asked, puzzled.

"Washing the pillow," my sister said as she dressed. "Otherwise, if Mom sees it, we're doomed." Seeing my sister's frightened expression, I couldn't help but laugh and say, "Sweetie, why are you so nervous? It's only Tuesday, Mom won't be back for another four or five days!" "No, what if Mom suddenly comes back and sees it?" my sister said nervously as she dressed.

I thought about it and realized my sister was right—who could guarantee that Mother wouldn't suddenly come home to check?

So, I also grabbed my shirt and hurriedly put it on.

My sister and I changed the sheets and pillowcases, washed them outside, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That night, my sister and I still slept in our mother's room together. But from then on, every time my sister and I slept together, I would put a towel or a pair of underwear under her bottom. That way, even though my sister and I still indulged in pleasure in our mother's room every night, there wasn't a single trace left on the bed.

(Chapter Seven) Happy days always pass especially quickly.

A few days later, our mother finally returned from her night shift. After a week apart, our mother still looked as beautiful and loving as ever, but her loving eyes made my sister and me feel guilty and apprehensive. My sister and I pretended that nothing had happened, trying our best not to look at each other, even keeping a distance when watching TV. After dinner, my sister went to bed early, and I also used the excuse of doing homework to hide in my own bedroom.

That night, as soon as I closed my eyes, scenes of the happy times I'd shared with my sister over the past few days flashed through my mind like a movie. Her smooth breasts, her high, delicate thighs, even the ecstatic expression she sometimes wore—all were so clear and vivid. It was like an invisible feather constantly teasing me, making my blood boil and keeping me awake for a long time.

"Brother." After what seemed like an eternity, I suddenly heard my sister call me. I opened my eyes and found her standing by the bed, completely naked, looking at me with a half-smile.

"Brother, come quick, Mom's calling you," she said, pulling me out of bed.

"What does Mom want?" I asked nervously.

"Mom knows about us, and she wants you to go and explain." With that, she pulled me outside. I followed her into my mother's bedroom, and from afar, I saw my mother lying naked on the Simmons bed. "Hurry up, Mom's waiting for you!" My sister turned around, smiled mysteriously, and said. Without another word, she pushed me to the bedside.

Looking at my mother, completely naked, I was both excited and agitated, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

"Good boy, what are you standing there for? Come on up!" My mother looked at me expectantly, then spread her two white, tender thighs, revealing her mysterious and alluring crotch.

I felt my blood surge, frantically pulled off my underwear, jumped onto the bed, and without thinking, straddled my mother, thrusting my penis deep into her!

"Oh, so good!" my mother cried out, wrapping her arms tightly around my neck, making it hard for me to breathe. A surge of excitement coursed through me, and I began to thrust rapidly into my mother. Soon, my mother was flowing uncontrollably, making squelching sounds as I thrust rapidly.

At the bedside, my sister looked at my mother and me and giggled, her large breasts shaking uncontrollably with laughter.

As I continued thrusting with my mother, I glanced at my naked sister lying on the bedside table, noticing a shy yet eager look in her eyes. That look was all too familiar to me; it was the signal of a young girl burning with desire, a plea for the man she loved.

"Good girl, come to bed! Let's play together!" I said excitedly to my sister while still with my mother. My sister smiled shyly, eagerly getting into bed and lying on her back next to my mother, spreading her legs to reveal her wet crotch. Her bright, watery eyes looked at me as she panted, saying, "Brother, come on, it's so itchy!" "Good girl, brother's coming!" I said excitedly, pulling out my mother's underwear, then getting up and straddling my sister, thrusting my penis, covered in my mother's fluids, into her with a "plop!" My sister trembled violently as I penetrated her, her eyes wide open like a frightened animal, murmuring, "Oh, brother, so...so good!" Suddenly, I felt a magical power coursing through my body, and driven by it, I thrust into her recklessly. My mother sat up, her gaze shifting between me and my sister's moans and cries beneath me. After a while, she gently patted my back and said, "Come on...it's my turn." She then lay down on the bed, spreading her snow-white thighs.

I stopped, wiped the sweat from my brow, and pulled out of my sister's vagina. Instinctively, I looked between my mother's spread legs and saw her thick labia parted wide, wet and dripping. A surge of excitement coursed through me. I climbed back onto my mother, shoving my massive head into her mouth, then gently thrusting my hips in, penetrating her completely to the root… Just as I was alternating between my mother and sister, a sudden bang came from behind—the bedroom door had been kicked open. I turned around and saw my father standing in the doorway like an enraged lion.

“Oh my god, when did Father get back?!” I thought to myself, frantically trying to get up from my mother, but she held me tightly in her arms. Watching my father, his face contorted with rage, approach the bed, my struggles were futile.

A sudden panic jolted me awake. I opened my eyes and found myself in my own bed; everything had just been a dream.

(Chapter 8) Since my mother finished her shift, my sister and I had never been free again. We would seek pleasure behind her back, but in front of her, we had to pretend nothing had happened. However, every time I see my mother, I can't help but think of that dream from that night, the joy and excitement I felt with her in the dream—a unique excitement that my sister never experienced.

Every night, as soon as I close my eyes, everything from that dream floats into my mind, keeping me awake for a long time. I've resolved to get rid of the dream's torment, but I haven't succeeded. I feel like I'm sinking into an invisible quagmire; the more I struggle, the deeper I sink. I feel like I'm going crazy. I've made up my mind to turn everything in the dream into reality, no matter the cost!

This day was my mother's thirty-eighth birthday. Besides ordering a birthday cake, my sister and I also bought a bottle of wine. During dinner, I secretly put a few sleeping pills in my mother's wine.

After drinking the wine, before even eating the birthday cake, my mother said she felt dizzy and went to bed early. My younger sister, unaware that I had put sleeping pills in our mother's drink, busied herself clearing the table as usual. I sat on the sofa watching TV, my heart pounding like a soldier on his first battle, both excited and nervous.

The sounds of my sister washing dishes drifted from the kitchen. I glanced at my watch and, realizing it was almost time, quietly got up and headed towards my mother's bedroom. Reaching the door, I found it ajar, light streaming through the crack, casting a thin line on the floor. I breathed a sigh of relief, my palms sweating. After hesitating for a moment, I gently pushed the door open and went inside.

Inside, my mother lay on her side on the large Simmons bed, as serene as a beautiful goddess.

"Mom," I called tentatively, but she remained unresponsive, fast asleep. My mother, fast asleep, looked peaceful and captivating. Her meticulously drawn eyebrows were arched and thin, her long eyelashes veiling her lower eyelids. A faint blush on her cheeks emitted a delicate fragrance, and her full lips, painted with lipstick, looked incredibly sexy—my mother was a woman who loved beauty and knew how to dress herself well.

I gently lifted the blanket from my mother's body and found that she was wearing a thin blouse. Her full breasts were high and firm, two large ones stretching the blouse tightly as if they were about to burst out. I reached out and unbuttoned the blouse, and two large, white breasts burst out with a "plop." Looking at my mother's large, firm breasts, I suddenly felt my breath quicken and my whole body heat up. I stood frozen by the bed as if I had been electrocuted.

Just as I stood there staring blankly at my mother's breasts, I suddenly heard footsteps outside the bedroom, and a moment later, my sister came in. My sister was startled to see me in the bedroom. She went to the bedside and noticed I had unbuttoned our mother's shirt. Turning to me with a surprised look, she asked, "Brother, what...what are you doing?" Seeing her shocked expression, a powerful urge surged within me, rendering words meaningless. I grabbed her and began kissing her passionately without a word. After a few kisses, she nestled in my arms like a docile cat, panting softly, her breath hot against my face.

I glanced instinctively at our mother, who lay unconscious on the bed, and whispered to my sister, "Sweetie, go help me take Mom's pants off, okay?" Startled, she exclaimed, "Brother, you want to do it with Mom?" I chuckled, patted her round bottom, and said, "Don't worry, I put sleeping pills in Mom's drink. She won't know anything." I gently pushed her away, gesturing for her to hurry. My sister playfully punched me in the chest, rolled her eyes at me, and said, "Brother, you...you're so naughty!" Then, she climbed onto the bed and carefully pulled down our mother's underwear. A moment later, she had removed the pale yellow underwear.

"Brother," she said, holding the underwear and looking at me with unease. A surge of excitement welled up inside me, and I instinctively reached down and touched my crotch, finding mine erect like a wooden stick. Under my sister's shy yet uneasy gaze, I stripped off my clothes and climbed naked onto the bed, spreading my mother's two snow-white thighs.

In the bright bedroom light, my mother's vulva was completely exposed before me. Her slightly parted mouth, dark red clitoris, thick labia majora, and the dense pubic hair above them were all clearly visible.

I lay on top of my mother, my hands trembling slightly, and placed my head into her mouth. Then, with a gentle thrust of my hips, I inserted my entire thick and long penis into her vagina. I nervously watched my mother, finding her still unconscious and showing no unusual reaction. I breathed a long sigh of relief and began to thrust more freely into her.

After thrusting in and out of her more than ten times, she gradually became warm and moist, soon flowing continuously. A surge of excitement coursed through me, and my thrusting unconsciously quickened. My sister took off her clothes and sat naked beside us, watching my mother and me. Suddenly, she tugged at my hand and whispered, "Brother, stop! It'll be terrible if you wake Mom!" I turned to look at my sister and smiled smugly, noticing that her breasts looked even smoother and more delicate under the light. A thought struck me, and I pulled my penis out of her vagina, laughing, "My dear sister, couldn't wait any longer?!" "Brother, you're so naughty!" my sister said coquettishly, her face flushed. She then lay down beside my mother, spreading her legs and looking at me with shy yet eager eyes. I looked down at my crotch and found it was all wet and sticky.

"Brother, come on, it's so itchy!" my sister said breathlessly, stroking her wetness. A surge of excitement coursed through me. I jumped up and pounced on her, expertly thrusting my wet member into her.

"Oh! Brother, it feels so good!" my sister trembled, wrapping her arms tightly around my neck. As I pumped rapidly, I whispered excitedly in her ear, "My dear sister, it's been so long since we've had this much fun. Tonight, I'll make you feel good, I'll make you feel amazing, okay?" "Okay, okay, brother, I love you!" my sister said excitedly, pulling my neck even tighter, making it hard for me to breathe. I took a deep breath and increased the speed of my thrusts. With each powerful stroke, my penis slid back and forth inside her, rubbing against her inner walls. With constant friction, my sister's vagina began to flow continuously, and I gradually felt itchy and numb.

As time went on, the tingling and itchy pleasure intensified, and my sister's flow increased. Soon, the sheets under her buttocks were soaked with her fluids, but thankfully, they remained wet in one spot.

My sister's arms around my neck gradually loosened, and she collapsed on the bed, moaning and crying out, her whole body trembling as if electrocuted, as copious amounts of fluid gushed out. With my rapid thrusting, my sister's vagina made a squelching sound, which mingled with her moans and cries, creating a peculiar "symphony." This "symphony" seemed to possess a magical power, giving me boundless energy. I thrust incessantly, the intense pleasure making my movements faster and more powerful. I wanted this to continue forever with my sister. However, as time went on, the pleasure intensified, gradually bringing me to the peak of ecstasy.

A wave of pleasure suddenly washed over me, and my penis trembled violently inside my sister, spurting out streams of semen. I quickly pressed down on top of her and thrust deeper into her, wishing I could insert my testicles as well. My sister's mouth was wide open, screaming and panting, her whole body trembling as if electrocuted.

After a few minutes, her body stopped trembling, and she looked at me with bright, watery eyes, her pretty face filled with happiness and joy. I couldn't help but lower my head to kiss her forehead, her eye sockets, and her cheeks, gently kneading her breasts. After a while, my penis gradually contracted and softened inside her. Reluctantly, I pulled it out and lay down beside her.

"Brother... what if Mom finds out tomorrow?" my sister asked worriedly, sitting up and wiping herself with a towel. I glanced at my sleeping mother and said nonchalantly to my sister, "Look, Mom's sleeping soundly. As long as we don't say anything, how will she know?" Though I said this, I was secretly terrified.

(Chapter Nine) My sister and I returned home to find the dining table laden with food. My mother, wearing a pale yellow nightgown, was sitting on the sofa watching TV. Seeing us, she stood up.

"Mom, didn't you go to work?" my sister asked hesitantly. My mind went blank—my sister really knew how to rub salt in the wound!

My mother glanced at me, seemingly without a trace of suspicion, and playfully smacked my sister's bottom, laughing, "It's all your fault, you silly girl! You didn't even wake me up. How am I supposed to go to work after sleeping so long?" Then she glanced at me again. My heart skipped a beat; I clearly felt that my mother's gaze was different from usual.

"Mom, I saw you were sleeping so soundly, I didn't have the heart to wake you," my sister stammered.

"Never mind, never mind," Mother said, pulling my sister's hand as she led her to the dining table. "Come and eat, Mom made so many dishes today." I followed Mother to the table and found that all the dishes on it were my favorites.

During the meal, Mother kept piling food onto my plate, making me feel flattered and overwhelmed. After lunch, my sister cleared the dishes and took them to the kitchen to wash. I made an excuse to take a nap and went to my bedroom. Lying in bed, I kept thinking about the look Mother had given me earlier, my heart pounding, feeling uneasy.

Not long after I lay down, I heard a series of soft footsteps outside the bedroom, and a moment later, Mother opened the door and came in. I quickly sat up in bed, looking at Mother with a bewildered expression. Mother closed the door, walked to the bedside, sat on the bed, and said to me, "A-Jun, come here, massage my thighs." Then, Mother gently lifted her nightgown, revealing her two snow-white thighs.

I hesitated for a moment, then reached out my trembling hands and placed them on Mother's smooth thighs. My mother's body trembled as if she'd been electrocuted, and she reached out to hug my waist. My heart skipped a beat, and my hands mechanically began to knead. My mother hugged me tighter, panting as she whispered, "A little...a little higher..." I swallowed hard, slowly moving my hands up my mother's thighs as I kneaded. Suddenly, my hand touched a large tuft of hair, and I recoiled as if electrocuted. My mother immediately reached out her other hand and hugged me tightly, kissing me incessantly, panting as she said, "My good son, how come you're so brave at night? Why are you so timid now?" As she kissed me, my mother slowly lowered one hand to my crotch, feeling my erect penis through my pants.

"My good son, yours is so thick! Come on! Let Mom have a good time!" my mother said excitedly, her voice trembling slightly. After saying that, my mother released me, got up, stood in front of the bed, took off her nightgown, and then climbed onto the bed, lying on her back with her two snow-white legs spread open, looking at me with hungry eyes. Seeing my mother completely naked, I felt my blood rushing, and I hurriedly took off my clothes and pounced on my mother, thrusting my thick, long penis all the way into her vagina!

"Oh! Good son, so, so comfortable." My mother trembled all over, crying out as she stretched out her arms and hugged me tightly. I felt my mother's vagina was slippery and hot, and my penis trembled inside her, becoming as hard as a wooden rod, so hard that I was both excited and uncomfortable. So, without thinking twice, I started thrusting rapidly, releasing myself on my mother's body.

"Oh, good, good son, you're so fierce, it feels so good to be inside me." My mother groaned loudly, her voice trembling, her eyes wide open, shining with excitement and joy. Amidst my mother's moans and cries, I felt an inexhaustible surge of energy coursing through my body, my thrusts becoming faster and more intense without my realizing it. With each rapid thrust, my penis rubbed and slid back and forth inside my mother, and her vagina soon began to overflow. As time passed, more and more fluid flowed from her, and her moans and cries grew louder and more ferocious.

After more than ten minutes, my penis trembled violently inside my mother, and streams of semen gushed forth, shooting deep into her. At the same time, my mother's body trembled incessantly, her mouth wide open, panting heavily, her rosy cheeks appearing even more beautiful and alluring. While enjoying the pleasure of ejaculating inside my mother, I thrust forcefully deeper, her inner walls contracting in waves, as if "biting" and sucking at me.

After ejaculating, I lay quietly on top of my mother, feeling her warm, soft body, as comfortable as sleeping on a large ball of cotton. My mother looked at me with loving eyes, gently wiping the sweat from my forehead with her smooth, soft hand. After a while, my penis slowly softened inside her, but I lingered on her, unwilling to let go.

"Brother! Brother!" My sister's voice suddenly came from outside the door, and I immediately realized it was time to go to school.

"Mom, I should go to school," I whispered to my mother. My mother instinctively hugged me tightly, then slowly loosened her grip.

"Go on, come back early after school, Mom will be waiting for you," my mother said softly, stroking my cheek as she spoke. I responded, pulled myself out of my mother's arms, got out of bed, put on my clothes, and walked out of the bedroom. When I reached the bedroom door, I turned back to look and saw that my mother was still lying on her back with her legs spread, in the same position. I hesitated for a moment, then opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.

My younger sister was waiting for me in the hallway outside the bedroom. When she saw me come out, a strange smile appeared

on her pretty face. I smiled knowingly at my sister, then took her hand and we walked towards school together. (Chapter Ten) The sun slanted in through the classroom window, shining on the face of our homeroom teacher, Li Ping, who was teaching a class. A beautiful halo appeared on her cheeks, making her already beautiful face even more captivating. Teacher Li was a recent graduate of a prestigious university, having just been assigned to our school this year.

She became an idol for the boys in our class as soon as she started teaching, because she was so beautiful. Some of the naughty students even considered her criticism and punishment a wonderful pleasure! But I never experienced this kind of pleasure, because in Ms. Li's eyes, I had always been a good student with excellent grades and conduct. She only praised me and never criticized me, let alone punished me.

Today, however, I was absent-minded. Although I really enjoyed Chinese class, I couldn't concentrate and didn't hear a single word of what Ms. Li was saying. Looking at Ms. Li's beautiful face, I couldn't help but think of my mother at home, and the scene in my bedroom with her at noon. I secretly compared my mother with Ms. Li, and fantasized about what it would be like to strip Ms. Li naked.

"Hey! Hey! Ms. Li is calling you." Just as I was lost in thought, the classmate sitting next to me kept nudging me with his elbow and whispered. I was startled and found Ms. Li looking at me with a reproachful gaze. I quickly stood up from my seat.

"Zhou Jun, you answer this question!" Teacher Li repeated. I stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what question Teacher Li was asking!

A look of reproach and pain crossed Teacher Li's eyes. She then called on Chen Jing, the class monitor, to answer. Chen Jing stood up and gave the correct answer fluently. Teacher Li told Chen Jing to sit down and then announced in front of everyone that I would be punished by sweeping the classroom for a week. Instantly, dozens of eyes in the class focused on my face, some sympathetic, but most gloating.

After class, all the students left. I sat alone in my seat. Teacher Li put her textbook on the podium, walked down, and stood opposite me, a desk between us. My heart tightened instantly; I felt an invisible pressure from Teacher Li's gaze.

"Zhou Jun, what's been going on with you lately? Several teachers have told me you've been inattentive in class." As she spoke, Teacher Li sat down on the stool opposite me, her eyes fixed on me, waiting for my answer. I stammered, unsure what to say. Under Ms. Li's gaze, I involuntarily lowered my head, and there I saw her full breasts. In

all the years Ms. Li had taught us, her full breasts had never been so close to me, so close that I could clearly see the two round, bulging bras beneath her blouse. A sweet, intoxicating fragrance wafted into my nostrils, and I felt my blood surge, my heart pounding as if it would leap from my chest.

I stared intently at Ms. Li's full breasts, and my mind flashed back to my mother's large, white breasts, trembling and swaying before my eyes, seemingly conveying a silent call from my mother.

Just as I was lost in thought, Ms. Li suddenly stood up. I looked up at her and saw a blush on her face and an angry expression in her eyes. A chill ran down my spine; I knew I'd been staring intently at Ms. Li's chest, and she'd noticed. Looking at her angry gaze, I suddenly felt like a thief caught stealing, filled with shame and embarrassment, wishing I could disappear into the ground.

I lowered my head, waiting for Ms. Li's judgment like a criminal awaiting sentencing. I waited for a long time, but Ms. Li remained silent. This silent silence carried an invisible pressure that made me feel terrified and breathless. Just then, footsteps sounded outside the classroom, breaking the silence and freeing me from this invisible pressure.

I looked outside and saw my younger sister walking towards the classroom door from the aisle. When she reached the door, she sensed the tense atmosphere and stood there, hesitant to come in.

Ms. Li looked at my sister standing at the door, and the blush and anger on her face vanished. She turned to look at me and calmly said, "Go sweep the floor and go home. We'll talk about your matter later." With that, Ms. Li walked to the podium, picked up her books, and left the classroom without looking back.

As her footsteps faded away, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, feeling incredibly relaxed. My younger sister walked into the classroom and came up to me, whispering, "Brother, what happened? Did the teacher scold you?" A strange smile appeared on her face.

I stood up abruptly, reached out and slapped her bottom, saying irritably, "You brat, what good does it do you to get scolded?" My sister took a step back, pouted, and said coquettishly, "Brother, you're so mean, you hit me so hard!" She looked at me shyly, her full breasts heaving.

Looking at my beautiful younger sister, my heart fluttered. I went over and hugged her tightly, kissing her as I softly said, "Sweetie, don't be angry. I promise I won't hit you again." While kissing her, I lifted her skirt and gently pulled down her panties. My sister, like a startled rabbit, pushed me away abruptly, panting, "Brother, how can we do this? If someone sees us, how can we face them?" Seeing her embarrassed and frightened expression, I felt an even stronger urge. Ignoring everything, I hugged her again, panting and excitedly saying, "She's been home from school for a while now. It's just the two of us here; no one will see." As I spoke, I lifted her skirt and, without a word, grabbed her panties and pulled them down. With her half-hearted resistance, I pulled down her panties and threw them on the ground, then frantically pulled them off, revealing my own penis.

"Brother, I'm so scared!" my sister said uneasily, glancing shyly at my erect penis before lying down on the desk behind her. I stepped forward, parted her legs, and stood between them, gently pulling her buttocks against the edge of the desk. This way, I found the desk was the perfect height—my penis was perfectly aligned with hers!

I gripped my penis, shoved the large head into her mouth, and then thrust hard, inserting my entire penis into her. My sister involuntarily let out a soft moan, gripping the edges of the desk tightly.

I held her waist and thrust deeper, wishing I could insert my testicles as well. After thrusting for a while, I began to pump in and out with my sister. As I continued thrusting, my sister writhed and moaned softly. The faster I thrust, the louder her moans grew.

I suddenly realized we were in a classroom; what if someone heard us? I quickly told her to be quiet. My sister looked at me shyly, panting, and said embarrassedly, "Brother, it's because you're so rough! I couldn't help myself!" Her moans quieted down considerably, but soon rose again.

I realized this wouldn't do, so a sudden idea struck me. I pulled my sister's underwear out, turned around, picked up her panties, and said to her, "Sweetie, come on, let me gag you, let's hurry!" I used her panties to gag her mouth, then quickly thrust my penis back into her vagina. As I thrust rapidly, the desk beneath her creaked, and she writhed, making muffled sounds, her vagina overflowing with fluids.

After more than ten minutes, I suddenly ejaculated, my penis throbbing violently inside her, shooting streams of hot semen into her.

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