Between siblings

Three years ago, I had just been discharged from the military and started working at a food company in Taichung,

having moved from Hsinchu. At that time, my sister had been married and living in Taichung for over a year and had given birth to a son. Because she was also working, her mother-in-law, who lived in Miaoli, was taking care of the child; everything was very ordinary and uneventful.

But at the end of that year, a train trip

home for New Year's Day changed the course of my sister's and my lives. That New Year's holiday, my sister had originally planned for her husband to drive us back to our home in Hsinchu for the holiday, but the day before New Year's Day, he had something come up and we had to

take a bus home ourselves. We had no choice; we hadn't bought tickets in advance, so my sister and I had to squeeze onto the train together.

On December 31st, the train station was packed with people around 7 pm, all returning home.

After passing through the ticket gates, we finally managed to squeeze onto the train, but there was barely any room to turn around.

After passing Miaoli, the carriages became even more crowded, and in the ebb and flow of the crowd, my sister and I were squeezed face-to-face.

At first, I didn't feel anything, but as the train swayed, my sister's breasts rubbed against my chest and abdomen, while my penis pressed against her stomach (I'm a head taller than her).

Although we both wanted to move to avoid this awkward situation, we couldn't move in the carriage. Then, an even more awkward situation occurred.

My penis woke up at that moment!

To be honest, I didn't have any evil thoughts about my sister at that time; it was purely a physiological reaction.

Of course, it didn't take long for my sister to realize what was happening.

She looked up, gave me a half-smile, and then looked down again.

I was sweating profusely, and the more I tried to make my penis lower, the harder it became.

Feeling my sister's soft breasts lightly and heavily touching my body, throughout the entire train ride, I only remember my penis pressing against my sister, while her breasts were pressed against me.

Although it was very awkward, my sister didn't say anything. There were several opportunities to change positions, but she didn't move.

And in this dawdling, we arrived in Hsinchu.

On the way home, neither of us spoke. I kept wondering what my sister was thinking.

Did she think I was a pervert?

Was she angry?

But I didn't dare ask her.

On the first day of the New Year's holiday, my parents said they were going to visit an old friend and wouldn't be back until the next day.

My sister, on the other hand, spent the whole day out and didn't come back until evening.

As soon as she got home, she took a shower. After showering, she came out wearing only a loose t-shirt that barely covered her buttocks and walked around in front of me.

Even though she had already had a child, she still maintained a very good figure, which left me speechless.

When my sister saw me staring at her, she rolled her eyes at me and said, "Don't stare at pretty girls like that!"

I swallowed hard and replied, "I only see an old lady~"

She threw the towel she was using to dry her hair at me and picked up the hairdryer to dry her hair.

Just as she raised her hand, her t-shirt was pulled up, and my eyes lit up. A small, white pair of panties appeared in front of me and then disappeared again.

I suddenly felt my saliva increase dramatically, and my little brother quickly stood at attention.

My sister, however, nonchalantly fixed her hair in front of me. Ten minutes later, after she finished, I was still staring at her.

She turned and glared at me: "Still not done looking? Go take a shower!"

I shrugged and went to the bathroom.

While showering, I wondered: Was she still angry about what happened the day before? Judging from

her tone, was she deliberately letting me see her underwear?

She's my sister! Does this count as incest?

Incest!

My heart suddenly raced. For the first time, I felt a little perverted; I never imagined incestuous thoughts could excite me.

What was my sister thinking?

Would she agree to us…?

Lost in thought, I hastily finished my shower and decided to go find out.

After showering, I only put on a pair of shorts, shirtless, and planned to walk up to my sister and see her reaction.

When we got to the living room, she was sitting on the sofa watching TV, still wearing the same t-shirt, not changed. She was hugging a cushion, but there wasn't much to see.

Seeing her randomly flipping through channels with the remote, I decided to take the initiative.

"There's nothing good! Let's watch a locked channel!"

"We don't have a decoder at home!"

my sister said.

"Who says? Of course, we only use it when we need to! Otherwise, it'd be so embarrassing if Mom and Dad accidentally saw us… Do you want to watch or not?"

"I'll watch it! Anyway, Mom and Dad aren't coming back today."

I rushed to my room, grabbed the decoder, and installed it on the TV.

Switching to a locked channel, the actress in the porn was screaming loudly. I glanced at my sister; she spoke first.

"Do you often watch this when you have nothing to do?"

"Occasionally, not often. The fourth channel is all censored, nothing interesting!"

I said.

"What! This isn't interesting?"

She pointed to the couple on TV, engaging in exaggerated sexual acts.

“Let’s watch uncensored porn!”

I challenged.

“What about you? Are you averse to porn?”

“It’s alright! I’ve watched a few. But I think the girls in these movies moan so exaggeratedly…”

“You’ve never moaned like that?”

I asked cautiously.

“I would never moan like that…”

My sister still looked nonchalant, staring at the TV.

I was a little confused. Did my sister think talking about “sex” was normal, so she could discuss it with me like this?

“You watch this often, doesn’t it make you lose interest?”

This time it was my sister’s turn to ask.

“Feeling?…You mean…”

I pretended to be clueless.

“…Physiological reactions…”

“Of course you do! When the feelings are too intense, you have to DIY to take care of it, huh!”

“You mean masturbation?”

“Masturbation, handjob, it’s up to you how you put it…”

“So how are you feeling today?”

It seemed like my sister was testing me now.

"Whatever you want to do, let's talk about it back in the room later..."

"If you want, you can do it right here... I'll pretend I didn't see anything!"

Hearing this confirmed that my sister didn't just want to discuss 'sex' with me.

"If you don't mind..."

"What does it matter? I'm your sister."

If you dare watch, I dare do it!

I thought.

So I stood up, and under my sister's gaze, took off my shorts, underwear too, and plopped down next to her.

It felt strange, but also incredibly exciting, as I was undressing in front of my sister for the first time since I grew up; my little brother was throbbing involuntarily.

My sister stopped watching TV and stared intently at me as I gripped my penis and stroked it up and down.

After a dozen or so strokes, seeing her watching with great interest, I figured things would naturally progress.

"You seem quite interested. Haven't you ever seen a boy masturbate?"

"..."

She shook her head.

"Hasn't your husband demonstrated for you?"

"..."

She shook her head again.

"...Want to try?"

I probed.

My sister looked at me for a few seconds, removed the cushion, moved closer to me, and slowly extended her hand.

When my sister grasped my penis, it twitched excitedly twice. She smiled and said, "It's quite energetic!"

Then she started masturbating me.

I couldn't believe it—my sister was masturbating me!

I felt so good, so excited, and I was looking forward to what would happen next.

Slowly, my sister leaned closer to me. My hands, having nothing else to do, began to roam over her body, from her back to her breasts. I gently kneaded her breasts, and even through her clothes, I could feel her nipples gradually hardening.

Then, I slowly moved my hands down. Because my sister was only wearing a t-shirt, I could easily touch her thighs, and then slowly moved towards the groin.

When my hands touched my sister's panties, her breathing became noticeably heavier, and her legs parted slightly on their own.

My fingers could feel the part of her panties covering her opening was already a little wet. Without thinking, I slipped my middle finger under the edge of her panties and easily found the entrance to her mysterious paradise. My middle finger was greeted by wet, slippery, and hot love juice. *Swoosh!*

My middle finger slid all the way into my sister's vagina, and she let out a soft "Mmm~" from her throat.

Can you imagine what it was like?

The sounds of porn filled the room. My sister was stroking her own penis, while my finger was inside her vagina. I was completely overwhelmed and ejaculated almost the instant I inserted my finger.

I felt gushes of semen shooting out, a pleasure that was incomparable to masturbation.

I held my sister tightly around the waist with one hand, and my middle finger was deeply buried in her wet, hot vagina. It felt like a long time before I recovered from the pleasure of ejaculation.

My sister was wiping me clean with toilet paper.

I pulled my finger out of her body, about to say something like, "You're soaking wet!" imagining things progressing further. But she kept her head down, silent, the playful expression gone from her face. After wiping me, she got up, saying without turning her head, "I'm going back to my room to sleep. You should go to sleep early too!"

She then went back to her room, leaving me naked, with my limp penis and a wet middle finger, sitting on the sofa.

Had we gone too far?

Was my sister afraid of the taboo of incest?

I wanted to rush into her room and ask her, but suddenly felt weak all over and collapsed onto the sofa.

The next day, I woke up close to noon; my parents had just returned.

My sister casually grumbled, "Strange, you're not a pig, why are you sleeping so much? You're full and then you want to eat!"

I tried hard to find some trace of the previous night in her tone, actions, and eyes, but I failed.

My sister is usually very expressive, so why couldn't I read her thoughts at all this time?

That evening, my brother-in-law picked her up, saying they were going to Taipei for a while before returning.

As a result, I didn't have a chance to ask her anything.

After returning to Taichung from the New Year's holiday, my mind kept replaying what had happened that night: Was what I did with my sister incest?

Why did the thought of incest excite me so much?

My sister must have tried to seduce me, right?

Why did she back down at the last minute?

Was she afraid to cross that line?

I thought I had to get to the bottom of this with my sister.

I knew my brother-in-law went golfing every Sunday morning, so on Saturday night, I called my sister: "Sister, I'd like to come to your place tomorrow morning to talk about what happened last week. I'll be there at seven. If you don't want to talk about it… don't open the door, I understand."

Without waiting for her reply, I hung up.

The next day, I rode my scooter to my sister's house. My brother-in-law's car wasn't at the door; he was definitely out golfing.

I pressed the doorbell, waiting expectantly.

Soon, the door opened, and we walked silently into the living room. I looked at my sister, and finally she spoke first: "Brother. Last week… we shouldn't have done that…" "

Sister, you should agree that we both wanted to do it that day, right? We're both adults in our twenties. You wanted to do it, I wanted to do it, so why not? Besides, no one knows, and we won't be bothering anyone!"

"But I'm afraid it will hurt you…"

"Don't be silly, sister. I'm all grown up. I know what I'm doing, what I want!"

"But we're siblings, this is… incest, it's taboo…"

"It's precisely because we touched on the taboo that… we were attracted to each other!"

I looked at my sister.

“This…”

“You want to do it, but you’re still afraid, right?”

She nodded. “Actually, I wanted to do it last week, but there was another voice in my head telling me I couldn’t…”

“Maybe we were too hasty last week. Suddenly doing those things scared you and made you back down at the last minute…”

“Hmm…”

“If we take it slow…follow our body’s feelings…”

“Follow our body’s feelings?…”

“Sister, does the thought of incest make your heart race and get excited?”

“…”

She nodded almost imperceptibly.

“Think back to last week, how you felt when you saw my penis, how you masturbated me, how my hand touched you, and how my fingers went inside you…” The older sister took a deep breath. “…Sister, if you don’t tell, and I don’t tell, no one will know what we did…” A silence fell.

After a few minutes, she finally took another breath, looked at me, and said, “Tomorrow, I’ll come to your place…”

"Great!

She finally agreed! " I asked, worried she might change her mind tomorrow.

"Sister, is it not possible now?" "No, my husband's playing schedule is unpredictable. Sometimes he plays all morning, sometimes he just goes to the court to say hello to his friends and comes back." "Maybe he'll play all morning today!" I persisted, and then took action. Knowing my sister had agreed, I gently leaned against her. I put one arm around her waist, massaged her thigh with the other, and lightly touched her neck with my lips. My sister stopped talking, and the living room became quiet, but an atmosphere of lust immediately filled the room. At first, my sister sat nervously on the sofa, afraid to move, but after my gentle caresses, her hands began to roam over my body. Not knowing when my brother-in-law would return added even more excitement to our incestuous caresses. After a period of frenzied caresses, I lifted my sister's skirt, revealing white panties, but much more conservative in style. Without a word, I buried my head between her legs, kissing her thighs and the area around her panties. As I kissed the area around her vulva through her panties, I could already feel the wet, warm sensation, but I knew I couldn't be too hasty, I couldn't just insert my fingers like last time. So I took off my own clothes first, and then slowly helped my sister take off her top and skirt one by one. When my sister was down to only her bra and panties, I paused and asked her, "Are you okay?" She nodded, and I kissed her smooth little belly while gently stroking the inside of her thighs. Then, I put my hands around my sister's back. When I gently unhooked my sister's bra, I found that her breasts were beautiful. Although they weren't very big, they were very firm, and you couldn't tell that she was already a mother of a child. Her breasts were beautifully shaped, and her areolas were of a suitable size. While I gently caressed my sister's breasts, my other hand slowly removed the last barrier between my sister and me. From the beginning, my sister only made very suppressed "hmm~" and "ah~" sounds, which reminded me of when we watched porn last time. She said she didn't moan like that, so how did she moan? Was she going to be this quiet until the end? When my sister's thick pubic hair and her already overflowing vulva were finally revealed to me, I lost all interest in continuing to caress her. I had my sister lie down on the sofa, and between her fully open legs, I touched and rubbed my penis against her labia and clitoris. Finally, I took my sister's hand, grasped my erect penis, and leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Sister, take me inside you!" My sister closed her eyes, one hand holding my penis, guiding me slowly to the forbidden place: the entrance of her vagina, the other hand gently pressing down on my buttocks. I knew the most forbidden moment had arrived. My buttocks sank, and my hard penis entered my sister's vagina without any resistance. My sister let out a "hmm~" and hugged me tightly. Oh my god, this isn't a dream, I really inserted my penis into my sister's vagina! I was incredibly excited, almost ejaculating. I took a breath, paused for a few seconds, and then started thrusting. My sister was still making soft "hmm" and "ah" sounds intermittently. Although there were no passionate cries, it was still my sister's soft moans, which were much more stimulating to me than loud moans. After about ten thrusts, I felt the stimulation was too much. My penis tightened, and although I tried my best to hold back, it was no use. I ejaculated forcefully, shooting thick semen completely deep into my sister's vagina with each contraction. After the waves of pleasure subsided, I lay disappointedly on top of my sister and said, "Sis, I'm sorry, I don't usually feel like this, it was just too good..." My sister gently patted my head, comforting me, "Silly boy, what's there to be sorry about?" "But you definitely haven't..." "I felt good too! It's hard to describe the feeling... having sex with my own brother... I can't explain it, knowing it's my own brother, entering my body... I was a little scared, a little excited... and a little guilty... My heart was beating so fast, like it was going to jump out..." "Next time I'll make you feel even better..." I suddenly remembered something important: "Sis, is it okay if I ejaculated inside you?" She gently tapped my head: "You only thought of it after you'd already ejaculated inside me! By the time you thought of it, it was too late! It's okay, I'm on contraception, I'm taking birth control pills!" I immediately felt relieved. I said to my sister, "Let me help you clean up!" My sister closed her eyes and nodded. I slowly pulled my now-shrunken penis out of my sister's vagina. Suddenly, milky white semen flowed out, a truly lewd scene – the brother's semen flowing from the sister's vagina! Perhaps stimulated by this sight, as I wiped myself with a tissue, I noticed my penis slowly becoming erect again! When my little brother was fully ready, I threw the tissue on the ground, leaned over my sister, and whispered in her ear, "Sis, I want to do it again!" My sister opened her eyes and gently pushed me away, saying, "Stop it, there's no way we can do it again so soon." Before she finished speaking, I had already inserted my penis into her vagina. She let out a soft "Mmm~~" sound, her expression a mixture of pleasure and surprise, but she quickly closed her eyes, fully enjoying the incestuous pleasure. This time I put in all my effort, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, my hands and mouth were also busy, and my sister completely cooperated with me. I don't know how long I thrust, but when my waist felt like it was about to give out, my sister's whole body seemed to tense up. She pressed her hands against my buttocks, urging me to "faster..." Of course, I obeyed her instructions and increased the speed of my thrusts. Soon, my sister's back arched, her body seemed to tense even more, while a sharp pain shot through my buttocks. It turned out that my sister's fingers were tightly gripping my buttocks. I knew this was a crucial moment; I couldn't stop. I made my final sprint. My penis seemed to sense the intense contraction from my sister's orgasm, and with each deeper thrust, I reached my climax and ejaculated again. My sister seemed a little dazed, opening her mouth and letting out soft, heavy breaths, "Ah! Ah! Ah!" After ejaculating, I collapsed weakly onto my sister, the only sound in the room being our panting. I think I'll never forget this lovemaking experience—incest, perfect timing, and an unparalleled climax—it was truly the pinnacle of sex.

As my breathing gradually calmed, I slowly slid my penis out of my sister's vagina, then gently rolled off her, sitting on the floor, admiring the afterglow of her orgasm: her chest heaving rapidly with each breath, her beautiful breasts trembling gently, her limbs limply sprawled on the sofa, and her vagina, after my vigorous thrusting, was a mess, my semen mixed with her vaginal fluids, already overflowing onto the sofa.

"Hoo... is this an orgasm?"

my sister murmured to herself.

"No way? You've already given birth... is this your first orgasm?"

Although I knew that most women, even those who never experience a true orgasm in their entire lives.

"I don't know, but the feeling just now was the first time I'd ever experienced it. My mind, in that last moment... went blank... my body... I can't describe it. And I'd used up all my strength..." "

It's also the first time I've felt that sex could be so pleasurable!... Is it because of our incestuous relationship?"

I said.

“Maybe?… I felt a little guilty at first, but now I feel…it feels so good.”

“I feel the same way…aren’t we a bit perverted?”

“What can we do? We’re siblings.”

My sister laughed.

“Sis, you didn’t just start having incestuous thoughts recently, did you?”

I suddenly realized.

“Ah! You figured it out?…That was…do you remember, during your junior year summer vacation, you came to Taichung to visit me…”

“I remember! I spent the night in your rented apartment!…Could it be from then…”

“Yeah, that’s it! You slept on the floor that night, but the next morning, you were completely exposed! You know that?”

I shook my head.

“When I woke up in the morning, your little brother was sticking out of your shorts…I don’t care if you call me conservative, that was the first time I’d ever seen a man erect…I was so curious, I observed him for a long time and even touched him a few times, but you were sleeping so soundly, you didn’t know.”

I looked at my sister without saying a word, and she continued.

"Although you went back that day, I couldn't forget what your little brother looked like. At that time, I was very scared, thinking how could I be 'sexually' interested in a man's erect penis, especially my own brother! I also thought of the word 'incest,' and felt so perverted. But the more I tried not to think about it, the more intense the thoughts became. During that period, I would feel very uncomfortable if I saw you when I went home! Fortunately, not long after, my current husband pursued me, and I gradually stopped thinking about it so often. However, occasionally when I think about it, my heart still pounds..."

I still didn't speak, gently kissing my sister's fair belly.

"That day on the train, your little brother kept pressing against me, which brought my thoughts back to that time. During the train ride, that image kept appearing in my mind, so I wondered if you were not opposed to this idea. Then, coincidentally, on New Year's Day, Mom and Dad weren't home, so I mustered up the courage to see your reaction..."

"Luckily, I understood your body language!"

I said.

“Hmm…we really did it…incest…will you regret it?”

My sister gently stroked my head.

“Of course not! I think it’s great! And I hope we can continue…okay?”

My sister nodded.

Thinking that my brother-in-law might come back at any time, I picked up my sister and went to the bathroom to clean up.

After cleaning up, we helped each other put on our clothes, snuggled on the sofa for a while, and then I reluctantly rode my motorcycle back to my place.

This was my first time with my sister.

For more than three years, my sister and I have maintained this incestuous relationship, but we are not addicted to it.

She has a husband, and I have a girlfriend. We only have sex once every two or three weeks at most, but every time we make love, it is still incredibly passionate and wonderful.

Perhaps it is because of the incest!

No one else knows about this relationship.

To outsiders, we are a very close brother and sister, and in fact, our relationship has become even stronger because of it.

Three years ago, I had just been discharged from the military and moved from Hsinchu to work at a food company in Taichung.

At that time, my sister had been married and living in Taichung for over a year and had given birth to a son. Because she was also working, her mother-in-law, who lived in Miaoli, was taking care of the child. Everything was very ordinary and uneventful.

But at the end of that year, a train trip home for New Year's Day changed the course of my sister's and my life for a period of time.

That year, my sister had originally planned for her husband to drive us back to our home in Hsinchu for the New Year's holiday, but the day before New Year's Day, her husband had something come up and we had to take a

bus home ourselves. There was no other way, and we hadn't bought the tickets in advance, so my sister and I had to squeeze onto the train with everyone else.

On December 31st, the train station was packed with people around 7 pm, all of them travelers returning home.

After passing through the ticket gates, we finally managed to squeeze onto the train, but there was barely any room to turn around.

After the train passed Miaoli, the carriages became even more crowded, and in the ebb and flow of the crowd, my sister and I were squeezed together face to face.

At first, I didn't feel anything, but as the train swayed, my sister's breasts rubbed against my chest and abdomen, while my penis pressed against her stomach (I'm a head taller than her).

Although we both wanted to move to avoid this awkward situation, we couldn't move in the carriage. Then, an even more awkward situation occurred.

My penis woke up at that moment!

To be honest, I didn't have any evil thoughts about my sister at that time; it was purely a physiological reaction.

Of course, it didn't take long for my sister to realize what was happening.

She looked up, gave me a half-smile, and then looked down again.

I was sweating profusely, and the more I tried to make my penis lower, the harder it became.

Feeling my sister's soft breasts lightly and heavily touching my body, throughout the entire train ride, I only remember my penis pressing against my sister, while her breasts were pressed against me.

Although it was very awkward, my sister didn't say anything. There were several opportunities to change positions, but she didn't move.

And in this dawdling, we arrived in Hsinchu.

On the way home, neither of us spoke. I kept wondering what my sister was thinking.

Did she think I was a pervert?

Was she angry?

But I didn't dare ask her.

On the first day of the New Year's holiday, my parents said they were going to visit an old friend and wouldn't be back until the next day.

My sister, on the other hand, spent the whole day out and didn't come back until evening.

As soon as she got home, she took a shower. After showering, she came out wearing only a loose t-shirt that barely covered her buttocks and strolled in front of me.

Although she had already had a child, she still maintained a very good figure, which left me speechless.

When my sister saw me staring at her, she rolled her eyes at me and said, "Don't stare at beautiful women like that!"

I swallowed hard and replied, "I only see an old lady~"

She tossed the towel she was using to dry her hair to me and picked up the hairdryer to dry it.

Just as she raised her hand, her t-shirt rode up, and my eyes widened in shock—a small, white pair of panties appeared before me, then disappeared again.

My mouth watered instantly, and my penis immediately sprang to attention. My

sister, seemingly unfazed, continued fixing her hair in front of me. Ten minutes passed, and when she finished, I was still staring at her.

She turned and glared at me: "Still not done looking? Go take a shower!"

Reprimanded, I touched my nose and went to the bathroom.

While showering, I wondered: Was she still angry about what happened the day before?

Judging from her tone, was she deliberately showing me her panties?

She's my sister! Does this count as incest?

Incest!

My heart suddenly raced. For the first time, I felt a little perverted; I never imagined incestuous thoughts could excite me.

What was my sister thinking?

Would she agree to us…?

Lost in thought, I finished my shower hastily and decided to go find out.

After showering, I put on only a pair of shorts, shirtless, and planned to show up in front of my sister to see her reaction.

When I got to the living room, she was sitting on the sofa watching TV, still wearing the same t-shirt, not changed, but with a cushion draped over her chest – nothing interesting to watch.

Seeing her randomly flipping through channels with the remote, I decided to take the initiative.

"Nothing good! Let's watch a locked channel!"

"We don't have a decoder at home!"

my sister said.

"Who says? Of course, we only use it when we need to! Otherwise, it'll be so embarrassing if Mom and Dad see it by accident… Do you want to watch or not?"

"Sure, I'll watch it! Mom and Dad aren't coming home today anyway."

I rushed to my room, grabbed the decoder, and installed it on the TV.

Switching to a locked channel, the actress in the porn was screaming loudly. I glanced at my sister; she spoke first.

"Do you often watch this when you have nothing to do?"

"Occasionally, not often. The fourth channel is all censored, nothing interesting!"

I said.

"What! This isn't exciting enough?"

She pointed at the couple on TV, who were having sex in exaggerated positions.

"If you want to watch porn, watch uncensored porn!"

I challenged.

"What about you? Are you averse to porn?"

"It's alright! I've watched a few. But I think the girls in these movies moan so exaggeratedly..."

"You've never moaned like that?"

I asked cautiously.

"I would never moan like that..."

My sister still looked nonchalant, staring at the TV.

I was a little confused. Did my sister think talking about "sex" was normal, so she could discuss it with me like this?

"You watch this often, don't you get tired of it?"

This time it was my sister's turn to ask.

"Feeling?...You mean..."

I pretended to be clueless.

"...Physiological reactions..."

"Of course! When the feeling is too intense, you have to DIY to take care of it, huh!"

"You mean masturbation?"

"Masturbation, handjob, it's up to you how you put it..."

"So how are you feeling today?"

It seemed like my sister was testing me now.

“We should talk about what we want to do back in the room later…”

“If you want, you can do it right here… I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything!”

Hearing this, I realized that my sister didn’t just want to discuss ’sex’ with me.

“If you don’t mind…”

“What’s wrong with that? I’m your sister.”

You dare to watch, I dare to do it!

I thought.

So I stood up, and under my sister’s gaze, I took off my shorts, and my underwear too, and plopped down next to her.

It felt strange, but also quite exciting, to be naked in front of my sister for the first time since I grew up. My little brother was throbbing involuntarily.

My sister stopped watching TV and stared intently at me as I held my penis and stroked it up and down.

After a dozen or so strokes, I saw that she was watching with great interest, and I thought that what followed would be a natural progression.

“You seem quite interested. Haven’t you ever seen a boy masturbate?”

“…”

She shook her head.

“Hasn’t your husband demonstrated for you?”

“…”

She shook her head again.

“…Do you want to try it?”

I probed.

My sister looked at me for a few seconds, removed the pillow, moved closer to me, and slowly extended her hand.

When she grasped my penis, it twitched excitedly twice. She smiled and said, "It's quite energetic!"

Then she started masturbating me.

I couldn't believe it—my sister was masturbating me!

I felt so good, so excited, and I was looking forward to what would happen next.

Slowly, my sister leaned closer to me. My hands, having nothing else to do, began to roam over her body, from her back to her breasts. I gently kneaded her breasts, and even through her clothes, I could feel her nipples gradually hardening.

Then, I slowly moved my hands down. Because my sister was only wearing a t-shirt, I could easily touch her thighs, and then slowly moved towards the groin.

When my hand touched her panties, her breathing became noticeably heavier, and her legs parted slightly on their own.

My fingers could feel the part of her panties covering her opening was already a little wet. Without thinking, I slipped my middle finger under the edge of her panties and easily found the entrance to her mysterious paradise. My middle finger was greeted by wet, slippery, and hot love juice. *Swoosh!*

My middle finger slid all the way into my sister's vagina, and she let out a soft "Mmm~" from her throat.

Can you imagine what it was like?

The sounds of porn filled the room. My sister was stroking her own penis, while my finger was inside her vagina. I was completely overwhelmed and ejaculated almost the instant I inserted my finger.

I felt gushes of semen shooting out, a pleasure that was incomparable to masturbation.

I held my sister tightly around the waist with one hand, and my middle finger was deeply buried in her wet, hot vagina. It felt like a long time before I recovered from the pleasure of ejaculation.

My sister was wiping me clean with toilet paper.

I pulled my finger out of her body, about to say something like, "You're soaking wet!" imagining things progressing further. But she kept her head down, silent, the playful expression gone from her face. After wiping me, she got up, saying without turning her head, "I'm going back to my room to sleep. You should go to sleep early too!"

She then went back to her room, leaving me naked, with my limp penis and a wet middle finger, sitting on the sofa.

Had we gone too far?

Was my sister afraid of the taboo of incest?

I wanted to rush into her room and ask her, but suddenly felt weak all over and collapsed onto the sofa.

The next day, I woke up close to noon; my parents had just returned.

My sister casually grumbled, "Strange, you're not a pig, why are you sleeping so much? You're full and then you want to eat!"

I tried hard to find some trace of the previous night in her tone, actions, and eyes, but I failed.

My sister is usually very expressive, so why couldn't I read her thoughts at all this time?

That evening, my brother-in-law picked her up, saying they were going to Taipei for a while before returning.

As a result, I didn't have a chance to ask her anything.

After returning to Taichung from the New Year's holiday, my mind kept replaying what had happened that night: Was what I did with my sister incest?

Why did the thought of incest excite me so much?

My sister must have tried to seduce me, right?

Why did she back down at the last minute?

Was she afraid to cross that line?

I thought I had to get to the bottom of this with my sister.

I knew my brother-in-law went golfing every Sunday morning, so on Saturday night, I called my sister: "Sister, I'd like to come to your place tomorrow morning to talk about what happened last week. I'll be there at seven. If you don't want to talk about it… don't open the door, I understand."

Without waiting for her reply, I hung up.

The next day, I rode my scooter to my sister's house. My brother-in-law's car wasn't at the door; he was definitely out golfing.

I pressed the doorbell, waiting expectantly.

Soon, the door opened, and we walked silently into the living room. I looked at my sister, and finally she spoke first: "Brother. Last week… we shouldn't have done that…" "

Sister, you should agree that we both wanted to do it that day, right? We're both adults in our twenties. You wanted to do it, I wanted to do it, so why not? Besides, no one knows, and we won't be bothering anyone!"

"But I'm afraid it will hurt you…"

"Don't be silly, sister. I'm all grown up. I know what I'm doing, what I want!"

"But we're siblings, this is… incest, it's taboo…"

"It's precisely because we touched on the taboo that… we were attracted to each other!"

I looked at my sister.

“This…”

“You want to do it, but you’re still afraid, right?”

She nodded. “Actually, I wanted to do it last week, but there was another voice in my head telling me I couldn’t…”

“Maybe we were too hasty last week. Suddenly doing those things scared you and made you back down at the last minute…”

“Hmm…”

“If we take it slow…follow our body’s feelings…”

“Follow our body’s feelings?…”

“Sister, does the thought of incest make your heart race and get excited?”

“…”

She nodded almost imperceptibly.

“Think back to last week, how you felt when you saw my penis, how you masturbated me, how my hand touched you, and how my fingers went inside you…” The older sister took a deep breath. “…Sister, if you don’t tell, and I don’t tell, no one will know what we did…” A silence fell.

After a few minutes, she finally took another breath, looked at me, and said, “Tomorrow, I’ll come to your place…” Great! She finally agreed! “Sister, can’t we do it now?” I was worried she would change her mind again tomorrow. “No, my husband’s playing schedule is unpredictable. Sometimes he plays all morning, sometimes he just goes to the court to say hello to his friends and comes back.” “Maybe he’ll only play all morning today!” I persisted, and at the same time, I took action. Knowing that my sister had agreed, I gently leaned against her body. I put one arm around her waist, massaged her thigh with the other, and lightly touched her neck with my lips. My sister stopped talking, and the living room became quiet, but an atmosphere of desire immediately filled the entire room. At first, my sister sat nervously on the sofa, afraid to move, but after my gentle caresses, her hands began to roam over my body. Not knowing when my brother-in-law would return added even more excitement to our incestuous caresses. After a period of frenzied caresses, I lifted my sister’s skirt, and what came into view was still white underwear, but the style was much more conservative. Without saying a word, I buried my head between her legs, kissing her thighs and around her underwear. As I kissed the area around her vulva through her panties, I could already feel the warm, wet touch. But I knew I couldn't be too hasty, and I couldn't just insert my fingers like last time. So I took off my own clothes first, and then slowly helped my sister take off her top and skirt piece by piece. When she was down to her bra and panties, I paused and asked, "Are you okay?" She nodded, and I kissed her smooth belly while gently stroking her inner thighs. Then, I put my hands behind her back. When I gently unhooked her bra, I found her breasts were beautiful. Although not very large, they were firm, and you couldn't tell she was already a mother. The shape of her breasts was beautiful, and her areolas were the right size. While gently caressing her breasts, I slowly removed the last barrier between us. From the beginning, my sister only made very suppressed "hmm~" and "ah~" sounds, which reminded me of when we watched porn last time. She said she didn't moan like that. So how did she moan? Was it going to be this quiet until the end? When my sister's thick pubic hair and her already overflowing vulva were finally revealed to me, I had no desire to continue caressing her. I had my sister lie down on the sofa, and between her fully open legs, I touched and rubbed my penis against her labia and clitoris. Finally, I took my sister's hand, grasped my erect penis, and leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Sister, take me inside you!" My sister closed her eyes, one hand holding my penis, guiding me slowly to the forbidden place: the entrance of her vagina, while the other hand gently pressed against my buttocks.

I knew the most forbidden moment had arrived. My buttocks sank, and my erect penis slid effortlessly into my sister's vagina.

My sister let out a soft "Mmm~" and hugged me tightly.

God, this wasn't a dream; I really had my penis inside my sister's vagina!

I was incredibly excited, almost ejaculating. I took a breath, paused for a few seconds, and then began thrusting.

My sister continued to make soft "Mmm" and "Ah" sounds, not passionate cries, but her gentle moans were far more stimulating than any loud, dramatic moans.

After about ten thrusts, the stimulation became too much.

My penis tightened, and although I tried my best to hold back, it was no use. I ejaculated forcefully, the thick semen shooting deep into my sister's vagina with each contraction.

After the waves of pleasure subsided, I lay disappointedly on top of my sister and said, "Sis, I'm sorry, I don't usually feel like this, it was just too good..."

My sister gently patted my head, comforting me, "Silly boy, what's there to be sorry about?"

"But you definitely haven't..."

"I felt good too! It's hard to describe the feeling... having sex with my own brother... I can't explain it, knowing it's my own brother, entering my body... I was a little scared, a little excited... and a little guilty... My heart was beating so fast, like it was going to jump out..."

"Next time I'll make you feel even better..."

I suddenly remembered something important: "Sis, is it okay if I ejaculated inside you?"

She gently tapped my head: "You only thought of it after you'd already ejaculated inside me! By the time you thought of it, it was too late! It's okay, I'm on contraception, I'm taking birth control pills!"

I immediately felt relieved.

I said to my sister, "Let me help you clean up!"

My sister closed her eyes and nodded.

I slowly pulled my now-shrunken penis out of my sister's vagina.

Suddenly, milky white semen flowed out, a truly lewd scene – the brother's semen flowing from the sister's vagina!

Perhaps stimulated by this sight, as I wiped myself with a tissue, I noticed my penis slowly becoming erect again!

When my little brother was fully ready, I threw the tissue on the ground, leaned over my sister, and whispered in her ear, "Sis, I want to do it again!"

My sister opened her eyes and gently pushed me away, saying, "Stop it, there's no way we can do it again so soon."

Before she finished speaking, I had already inserted my penis into her vagina.

She let out a soft "Mmm~~" sound, her expression a mixture of pleasure and surprise, but she quickly closed her eyes, fully enjoying the incestuous pleasure.

This time I put in all my effort, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, my hands and mouth were also busy, and my sister completely cooperated with me.

I don't know how long I thrust, but when my waist felt like it was about to give out, my sister's whole body seemed to tense up. She pressed her hands against my buttocks, urging me to "faster..." Of course, I obeyed her instructions and increased the speed of my thrusts.

Soon, my sister's back arched, her body seemed to tense even more, while a sharp pain shot through my buttocks. It turned out that my sister's fingers were tightly gripping my buttocks.

I knew this was a crucial moment; I couldn't stop. I made my final sprint.

My penis seemed to sense the intense contraction from my sister's orgasm, and with each deeper thrust, I reached my climax and ejaculated again.

My sister seemed a little dazed, opening her mouth and letting out soft, heavy breaths, "Ah! Ah! Ah!"

After ejaculating, I collapsed weakly onto my sister, the only sound in the room being our panting.

I think I'll never forget this lovemaking experience—incest, perfect timing, and an unparalleled climax—it was truly the pinnacle of sex.

As my breathing gradually calmed, I slowly slid my penis out of my sister's vagina, then gently rolled off her, sitting on the floor, admiring the afterglow of her orgasm: her chest heaving rapidly with each breath, her beautiful breasts trembling gently, her limbs limply sprawled on the sofa, and her vagina, after my vigorous thrusting, was a mess, my semen mixed with her vaginal fluids, already overflowing onto the sofa.

"Hoo... is this an orgasm?"

my sister murmured to herself.

"No way? You've already given birth... is this your first orgasm?"

Although I knew that most women, even those who never experience a true orgasm in their entire lives.

"I don't know, but the feeling just now was the first time I'd ever experienced it. My mind, in that last moment... went blank... my body... I can't describe it. And I'd used up all my strength..." "

It's also the first time I've felt that sex could be so pleasurable!... Is it because of our incestuous relationship?"

I said.

“Maybe?… I felt a little guilty at first, but now I feel…it feels so good.”

“I feel the same way…aren’t we a bit perverted?”

“What can we do? We’re siblings.”

My sister laughed.

“Sis, you didn’t just start having incestuous thoughts recently, did you?”

I suddenly realized.

“Ah! You figured it out?…That was…do you remember, during your junior year summer vacation, you came to Taichung to visit me…”

“I remember! I spent the night in your rented apartment!…Could it be from then…”

“Yeah, that’s it! You slept on the floor that night, but the next morning, you were completely exposed! You know that?”

I shook my head.

“When I woke up in the morning, your little brother was sticking out of your shorts…I don’t care if you call me conservative, that was the first time I’d ever seen a man erect…I was so curious, I observed him for a long time and even touched him a few times, but you were sleeping so soundly, you didn’t know.”

I looked at my sister without saying a word, and she continued.

"Although you went back that day, I couldn't forget what your little brother looked like. At that time, I was very scared, thinking how could I be 'sexually' interested in a man's erect penis, especially my own brother! I also thought of the word 'incest,' and felt so perverted. But the more I tried not to think about it, the more intense the thoughts became. For a while, I would feel very uncomfortable if I saw you when I went home! Fortunately, not long after, my current husband pursued me, and I gradually stopped thinking about it so often. However, occasionally when I think about it, my heart still pounds..."

I still didn't speak, gently kissing my sister's fair belly.

"That day on the train, your little brother kept pressing against me, which brought my thoughts back to that time. During the train ride, that image kept appearing in my mind, so I wondered if you were not opposed to this idea. Then, coincidentally, on New Year's Day, Mom and Dad weren't home, so I mustered up the courage to see your reaction..."

"Luckily, I understood your body language!"

I said.

"Hmm...we really did...incest...will you regret it?"

My sister gently stroked my head.

"Of course not! I think it's great! And I hope we can continue... okay?"

My sister nodded.

Thinking that my brother-in-law might come back at any time, I picked up my sister and went to the bathroom to clean up.

After we finished cleaning up, we helped each other get dressed, snuggled on the sofa for a while, and then I reluctantly rode my motorcycle back to my place.

This was my first time with my sister.

For more than three years, my sister and I have maintained this incestuous relationship, but we are not addicted to it.

She has a husband, and I have a girlfriend. We only have sex once every two or three weeks at most, but every time we make love, it is still incredibly passionate and wonderful.

Perhaps it's because of the incest!

No one else knows about this relationship.

To outsiders, we are a very close brother and sister, and in fact, our sibling relationship has become even stronger because of it.

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