My sister's sex story

On my 19th birthday, I was still a complete virgin.

That night, I asked my 26-year-old roommate, Xiaoli, what my first sexual experience was like.

Xiaoli dismissively said, "Why ask such a trivial question?" I said, "I'm 19 now, I should know! Besides, my husband is away on a business trip for a few days, so we'll have a good chance to talk." Xiaoli said, "It wasn't that shameless guy Weicheng who asked you to have sex, was it?" Weicheng was my 23-year-old boyfriend.

I said, "What do you mean, shameless? We're planning to get married!" Xiaoli said, "It's not that he's a bad guy, but when it comes to this, all men are shameless!" I said, "How shameless? I want to know too, so I can be prepared!" Xiaoli said, "They only care about their own pleasure, they don't care about the woman's suffering!" I said, "Is this suffering? Tell me, what is it like?" She refused to continue, thinking it wasn't worth talking about.

Fortunately, my husband wasn't home to sleep, so I had time to indulge myself.

Ultimately, I had a very good reason: Mother was no longer alive, and even my own sister didn't ask about it, so who else could I ask?

I spent two hours pestering her until I finally got her story out of her.

After listening, I felt that Xiaoli was quite problematic, but let's look at her story first: Xiaoli married at 20. Her husband was a 39-year-old businessman who had lost his wife early and married Xiaoli as his second wife.

Xiaoli didn't really love him; she wasn't particularly interested in men.

But her husband was financially well-off, while Xiaoli wasn't a strong earner and had to support me and pay for my education. This man's passionate pursuit of her wasn't a bad choice.

On their wedding night, Xiaoli had taken a bath and was waiting in bed. She had turned off all the lights, leaving only a faint light from outside through the curtains, barely enough to make out the outlines of objects.

Only in this way, when her husband pushed open the door, with the outside light behind him, could she clearly see that he was completely naked after his bath! Xiaoli's heart pounded with fear, because her already robust husband looked like a giant in this situation.

Because of the backlighting, her brother-in-law's penis, positioned in front of her lower body, was not yet visible.

As the room returned to darkness after he closed the door, Xiaoli regained her composure.

But only a second later, she was struck dumb again, as the lights blazed on—her brother-in-law had switched on the ceiling light using the switch by the door.

She was suddenly confronted with her brother-in-law's naked front.

His penis was erect, about 10 centimeters (4 inches) long, shaped like a thick banana, with a purplish-red, snake-like glans pointing upwards, the entire shaft resembling an unpeeled potato, rising and falling rhythmically.

His pubic hair was a large, thick patch of black, extending to his navel.

In the next instant, she tightly closed her eyes, refusing to look at this grotesque and terrifying sight.

She waved her hands blindly, crying out in a trembling voice, "Turn off the light!...Turn off..." Suddenly, she froze, because she felt her waving hand grasp something soft yet firm.

Instinctively, she opened her eyes and saw that her brother-in-law had come to the bedside and shoved his erect penis into her outstretched hand.

She screamed and quickly closed her eyes again, simultaneously throwing the horrifying object away.

If it hadn't been attached to him, it might have been flung several meters away.

She retreated to the furthest point against the wall, curled up in a ball, and turned her back to him.

Then she screamed again and sprang half a meter into the air.

She realized that his hand was touching her vulva.

Because she knew it was their wedding night, she was only wearing a robe and no bra or underwear; with her back to him and her body bent, her buttocks were completely exposed, making it easy for him to touch her vulva from behind.

She managed to escape his "clutches" by sprang away.

She screamed hysterically, "No! No...no!" Fortunately, although her brother-in-law was cheerful and somewhat careless, he was not a violent person.

Seeing her like this, he stopped his assault, sat down on the edge of the bed, and said softly, "Don't do this, we're in our bridal chamber now!" Xiaoli was momentarily speechless; though inexperienced, she knew that "bridal chamber" meant her husband inserting his penis into her vagina until he ejaculated.

And since she was still a virgin, she would have to go through the process of her hymen being broken.

This was something that had to be done on the bridal chamber, so how could she not do it? She could only say, "Turn off the lights!" Perhaps the bright lights were what shocked and repulsed her the most.

Her brother-in-law said, "But if the lights are off, I won't be able to see you. You're so beautiful, how can I not look?" Xiaoli found it absurd; what was there to see? She was terrified after just two glances at him.

But she had also heard that men liked to look; otherwise, why would it be men peeping at women bathing and not women peeping at men? But making him watch was something she just couldn't do.

She curled up even tighter, using stalling tactics: "Let's see later!" But her brother-in-law, a eloquent businessman, explained to Ali with great persuasion that because she was a virgin, he wanted to savor her virgin beauty.

If they did it in the dark and he saw her later, she would be different, and he would forever miss out on her virgin beauty—an irreparable loss.

Moreover, since it was her first time, under the light, he wouldn't need to grope blindly; he could control his movements and avoid recklessness. If she felt pain, it would be greatly reduced.

As for the lighting, they could just turn on the bedside lamp; the soft light would create a much better atmosphere.

After some time, my sister Xiaoli was convinced and agreed to proceed.

Of course, she was simply letting him do as he pleased.

The first step was for him to remove her nightgown.

This also required some half-hearted resistance.

Having never been seen by a man before, presenting herself completely naked to him under the light was not easy.

But her brother-in-law kept praising her beauty (in fact, my sister Xiaoli is quite beautiful, the slender and shapely type, and still is), which stirred up her vanity; what woman doesn't want her beauty to be appreciated? Her nightgown was taken off, and she lay naked under the bedside lamp.

He touched and kissed her gently, making her feel very sore and numb, and she kept pushing his hands and mouth away, but his constant verbal praise pleased her.

He said, "Your breasts are so beautifully shaped, with tiny, apricot-colored nipples..." "Your armpits are completely hairless; many women shave them these days for that clean look..." "Your skin is so smooth and fine..." "Your pubic hair is quite thick, especially sexy..." As he praised her, she shyly asked a question that troubled many women: "Aren't my breasts too small?" Her brother-in-law said, "Your breasts are medium-sized, just right for your figure; if someone as petite as you had two large breasts hanging from them, that would be terrifying... And the most important thing is to enjoy it..." He was referring to his sucking and caressing; he was now sucking on her right nipple, his tongue lightly rubbing it, while his palm was gently rubbing her left nipple.

He mumbled between these actions, "Isn't this very comfortable?"

She didn't answer.

She had become accustomed to his touch; it wasn't so sore and numb anymore, not uncomfortable but not particularly comfortable either.

But she didn't deny it; since he liked it, she let him do it.

Then he released her breasts and said, "Open up!"

He meant her legs.

Embarrassed, she was instinctively keeping her legs tightly closed, making it difficult for him to reach between them to touch her vulva.

Since this was the place he was meant to enter anyway, she relaxed her legs and slightly opened them.

He took advantage of the situation and spread her legs apart with both hands, saying, "Let me see!" Upon hearing this, Xiaoli screamed as if electrocuted, abruptly turning over and lying face down on the bed, her voice trembling as she said, "No...look!" For a virgin, having her vulva, a place never even exposed to sunlight, exposed to a man was extremely difficult to accept.

Her brother-in-law, however, was in no hurry, gently stroking her back and saying, "Hmm, very beautiful, the slit is neat and tidy, and it's pink..." Xiaoli asked in surprise, "You...how did you know?" Her brother-in-law explained that the vulva wasn't in the front of the body, but in the very center below, so even if she lay down, she couldn't hide it; he could still see it from behind unless she closed her legs tightly... She quickly closed her legs tightly. Her brother-

in-law then tried to persuade her again; since she had already seen it, what did it matter if she looked more clearly? This was true, and since her brother-in-law wasn't forcing himself on her but rather had a good attitude, she wasn't averse to it, so she simply let him do as he pleased.

He spread her legs wide open, admiring them closely.

He commented, "Look, this slit is so tight, you can't even see the opening... The labia majora are pink, the labia minora are deep rose... So distinct, so beautiful... The pubic hair is thick, but it doesn't cover the vulva... Even the anus is so neat, a smooth, lotus-root-colored color..." Xiaoli thought: Really? She had never had the chance to see it herself, but it was good that he appreciated it.

He added, "It will be different once I've been inside you..."

Then she felt (because her eyes were closed) his mouth approach her vulva, his tongue licking the middle of the slit, making her feel numb and sore, and she couldn't help but feel embarrassed for him: This is a place for urination, and he can touch it with his mouth? But if he liked it, so be it... Then her brother-in-law said, "I'm going to insert it!" She tensed up.

The most important part was coming, and some people said it would hurt a lot.

Her brother-in-law said, "Relax, don't be nervous!"

That was nonsense, how could telling a nervous person not to be nervous work? Xiaoli was still very nervous.

Her brother-in-law lay on top of her, spreading her legs with his knees. His soft yet firm glans pressed against the center of her vulva, and he began to thrust.

But it seemed there was no way forward.

Xiaoli only felt pressure in her vulva, but not a breakthrough.

His glans withdrew and then thrust in again, withdrew and then thrust in again, several times without any progress. With his rhythm of thrusting, the pace quickened, and then he trembled violently, panting heavily. He stopped thrusting and instead pressed his glans tightly against her vulva. She felt a hot, sticky liquid shoot onto her vulva.

Then he went limp, no longer using his hands to support his upper body, but pressing down on her.

His penis, sandwiched between her legs, went from hard to soft and shrank.

Before she realized what was happening, he explained softly, "I've already ejaculated!" Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that when the man ejaculated, the intercourse was complete.

She hurriedly tried to push him away and get up, saying, "I'm going to take a shower!"

He still pressed her down, saying, "No, I haven't penetrated you yet, your hymen isn't broken yet!" Xiaoli was taken aback, thinking, "Should I use my fingers...?" But she only said, "What should I do?" Her brother-in-law said, "I'll rest for a while, then it'll get hard again." He pulled her hand to touch his now small and soft penis.

She quickly shook it off; she really didn't want to touch it.

She said, "Then you rest for a bit, I'll go wash up first."

It was wet and sticky, like a bottle of spilled glue, so uncomfortable! He said, "No, there's a lot of semen on your vulva now, it'll act as lubricant, making it easier for me to enter, it'll be gone after washing." This seemed to be in her best interest, so she endured it and waited.

He also left her and lay down beside her.

She still waited with her eyes closed, and after what seemed like fifteen minutes, he said, "Look, it's hard again!" She didn't want to look, but she felt him climb back on top of her, and sure enough, his hardened glans was pressing against her vulva again.

He began to thrust in and out, his glans repeatedly striking her vagina.

Because the area was covered in slippery semen, he seemed to make some progress, penetrating deeper with each thrust.

Then, suddenly, he thrust violently, his entire penis slamming inside.

Xiaoli screamed, the impact causing her excruciating pain, as if a red-hot iron had pierced her.

She cried out, tears streaming down her face, struggling desperately.

She wanted to throw him out the window, but he held her tightly, his penis still inside her, the two of them becoming one, unable to be separated, and the pain leaving her with little strength.

After he was fully inside, he sighed and whispered in her ear, "So good!" Then he began to pump.

She was still in pain, but not as intense as the sudden penetration.

Of course, it would be best if he didn't enter at all.

However, before she could protest, after less than ten thrusts, he began to tremble violently, his penis seemingly swelling inside her, throbbing, and then he stopped.

He collapsed onto her, weakly saying, "I came again!" This was good news for her.

He'd ejaculated again; surely it was over? She was about to ask him to pull out, but his penis, now soft and shrunken, was forced out by her tight vagina. He rolled over and lay down lazily beside her.

He didn't object to her taking a shower, and when she returned, she was wearing a clean nightgown.

He asked if she had bled; she said a little, but it had stopped after washing.

She was no longer in pain.

He said it was probably because her hymen was thicker, causing pain when it to tear, but it wouldn't hurt afterward.

A week later,

she refused to let him come again.

She was indeed no longer in pain, and he ejaculated after about 20 thrusts.

This continued, about once a week, she would let him ejaculate, about 20 thrusts each time.

She considered it merely a wife's duty, without any real feeling.

She told me, "It feels about the same as holding it in my palm." This made me think there was something wrong with my sister, Xiaoli.

Back in my room, I thought, as far as I know, the first time is understandable to be tough, but what if there's no pleasure afterwards, and no interest? Xiaoli says that's just how women are, and even though I'm an inexperienced virgin, I can't agree.

A perfect example is Meisi, my good friend Yanling's younger sister; Meisi got married at eighteen because she was pregnant. She and her boyfriend originally planned to get married at twenty-three, and they only had sex on their wedding night, before that they just "hug, kiss, and touch," but they couldn't resist and did it.

"Couldn't resist"

obviously means both sides were interested and had fun, but my sister Xiaoli said she was never interested, it was just to get it over with, and there was no pleasure or even orgasm.

She never used

the term "orgasm," but I experienced it myself once, a week ago, I had a "lustful dream," which would be considered "wet dream" for men.

It was a very chaotic dream, I can't remember the details clearly, I only remember a very sweet, intense pleasure waking me up, my heart felt like it was being shattered by sweetness, and the source of this pleasure was my vagina.

I involuntarily reached down to touch it and found that the crotch of my underwear was wet, and my entire vulva was swollen.

I pressed my vulva for a while before it calmed down.

Based on what I had read in books on physiology, I knew that this was an orgasm, also known as a wet dream.

This was very different from my sister Xiaoli; she had never experienced it while I had, and I was very interested in sex while she wasn't.

In fact, I longed to experience another nocturnal emission to enjoy the pleasure of orgasm, but it just wouldn't come.

I even thought about masturbating to achieve orgasm, but my knowledge was limited, and I didn't know how to masturbate.

Several times, when my boyfriend Weicheng and I were out, his elbow accidentally touched my breast. Even through my chest, I felt an unbearable itch and hoped he would touch me more, but he didn't.

Thinking about this, my vulva became slightly wet and itchy, and I really wanted to be touched, so I reached down and touched it.

My underwear wasn't enough, so I simply got up, locked the door, took off both my underwear and my pants, went back to bed, pressed my hand against my vulva, and squeezed my legs together. This gave me some pleasure, but that's all I knew, so although I really wanted it, I didn't orgasm.

I thought to myself, I must be different from Xiaoli; when I actually have sex with Weicheng in the future, I will definitely experience pleasure.

Then I thought of something else. I took off all my clothes and picked up a mirror to look at myself.

First, I looked at my upper body.

I'm the voluptuous type, with thick, curly hair under my arms, and large breasts, truly like two big papayas hanging down. My nipples are the size of silver dollars, a rose-red patch, and also quite large, two protruding bumps.

I spread my legs high and held up a mirror to look between them.

This is the only way a woman can see her own vulva.

I'd never been interested in looking before, but now it's terrifying.

My pubic hair is thick, black, long, and curly, reaching all the way to my anus, completely obscuring my vaginal opening. I have to part the hair with my hands to see it.

And it's not a "neat slit," but rather somewhat curved, a dark purplish color, with my labia minora looking like two pieces of fresh liver sticking out.

I don't know what a woman should be like, but I'm clearly very different from my sister Xiaoli, whose vulva is praised by her husband.

Will Weicheng dislike me because of this in the future? A few days later, I asked Weicheng these questions and told him about Xiaolan's first time.

Although Weicheng is young, he's the best person to answer my questions.

First of all, he's my boyfriend, and we should be able to talk about anything.

Moreover, he was very experienced because he had been a playboy.

He came from a wealthy family, was quite handsome and charming, and many women threw themselves at him.

When he started pursuing me, I liked him too, but I was also worried about his past. I declared to him that I was not a promiscuous woman and that I would not be with anyone before marriage.

He also frankly told me that he was a reformed playboy, that his previous women were just physical games, and that after having them, he realized that none of them were worth his emotional investment. The lack of emotional investment made him feel empty, so he gave up his playboy ways and pursued me, the girl he liked. He promised to remain pure before marriage.

And he truly kept his word. For over a year, he hadn't even kissed me, which made me resentful: "Can't I even kiss you?" That evening, we watched a movie on DVD in his home, where he lived alone. We sat side by side on the sofa, and I told him about Xiaoli's first time and my questions.

After he finished speaking, he said, "I haven't had any contact with your sister, so I can't be sure, but I believe she's the kind of woman who's naturally frigid.

I've had two virgins, and one of them was like that.

She was very eager to offer herself to me, naturally without any aversion. She experienced a little pain, but no particular pleasure, and the next two times were the same.

She said it didn't matter, as long as I ejaculated inside her, she would be satisfied.

She listened to me and went to see a doctor, who said that some people are like that, they don't have a strong feeling for sex, just like some people don't like drinking alcohol, and some people aren't particular about food. She asked to have sex with me just because she liked me, while I wanted to enjoy sex." I asked, "What about the other one?" Weicheng said, "She didn't feel any pain when she lost her virginity, and she had several orgasms the first time." I said, "Isn't Xiaoli miserable?" He said, "What's so miserable about not getting something she doesn't appreciate? It's your brother-in-law, on the other hand, if I were him, I would find it very boring, but he hasn't had any problems for several years, so obviously he accepts this way, and that's fine. As

long as they can get along, there's no problem."

This reassured me about Xiaoli.

But I said, "We're sisters, maybe this kind of thing is hereditary. What if I'm like her?

"

He said, "I don't believe you'll be the same."

I said, "But I want to be sure!"

He said, "You can't be sure without trying."

I said, "Maybe I should try with a man!"

He suddenly hugged me and kissed my lips. I had no experience with kissing, and he breathed my breath away. Later, I realized I didn't need to hold my breath; I could just breathe through my nose.

His kiss made my heart flutter, and it felt like my body temperature rose.

After a while, he released my lips, cupped my face in his hands, gazed into my eyes, and said tenderly, "Don't talk nonsense! If you want to try, it can only be with me, not with other men!" I said, feeling wronged, "But you never ask me!" This is the strange psychology of women; if he makes a request, I'll feel resentful, thinking he only values the body, but if he doesn't ask, I feel he doesn't value me enough.

He kissed my lips again and said, "I really want to, but we can't rush this; we need a plan." I said dreamily, "Then let's plan!" He said, "I don't have any condoms here. I'll go buy some; luckily, the convenience store is open all night!" I shook my head and twisted my body, "No condoms!" At that moment, I also had the same mentality as my brother-in-law. The first time was the only time; the next time would be different. The first time, I wanted his semen to be inside my vagina, not caught in a condom.

Perhaps he understood, perhaps he felt the same way. He didn't ask why, just thought for a moment and said, "Then let's calculate the safe period. When is your period due?" Women can't possibly not know this. I said, "It'll be around in three or four days." He said, "Okay, now is the safe period, not 100%, but quite safe." The fertile window is the ovulation period, which is the four or five days between the first day of menstruation and the next.

I waited for him to begin; he said, "You still need to think it over carefully." Just as I was getting annoyed, he added, "Go take a shower now. If you change your mind, you can come out dressed; otherwise, you don't need to wear clothes and wait for me in bed." This was a good method, avoiding so many embarrassing words. And I didn't change my mind. After showering, I went into his room naked, lay on the bed, and covered myself with a towel.

It was early autumn, neither too hot nor too cold, just perfect.

I only left the bedside lamp on.

Soon, he also came in after showering, naked, with only a towel wrapped around his lower body.

I thought his figure was quite cute, not too muscular nor too thin, somewhat like the famous David statue.

He walked to the bedside, smiled at me, and then untied the towel, letting it fall to the floor, revealing his penis to my eyes.

My reaction was completely unlike my sister Xiaoli's.

I was shy but very interested in watching. I saw that his penis was fully erect, the glans pointing upwards, roughly the same as the one Xiaoli had described her brother-in-law had, but the color was quite different. The glans was pink, while the shaft below the glans was a light lotus root color, and there were many curly hairs on the round scrotum.

He let me look for a few seconds before climbing onto the bed, kneeling down beside me, and softly saying, "Now I want to see you!

"

I didn't object, and he removed the towel from my body.

My reaction was completely different from Xiaoli's; instead of shrinking into a ball, I spread my legs wide open.

He leaned down, kissing, looking, and touching me, from my forehead to my chest and then my genitals.

The feeling was indescribably wonderful; my whole body felt like it was being electrified.

When he reached my genitals, I thought of my labia and couldn't help but ask, "Is it ugly?" He said, "These places are both ugly and not ugly. They definitely look ugly to yourself and other women, but not to the opposite sex.

Everyone is roughly the same, but there are differences in details, and there's no set rule.

You are you, you have your own characteristics, and I accept your characteristics because I like you." He said this, and I understood and felt reassured.

Because, conversely, like his penis and my brother-in-law's, like an unpeeled potato, wouldn't I accept it too? Then he moved up again, embracing me, sucking on one of my nipples, one hand gently touching my vulva, the index finger of that hand teasing my clitoris.

How could I not feel anything? Yes, this is it; this is how you should touch during masturbation.

I was so comfortable I was almost overwhelmed. I gripped his shoulders and back, my body twisting, my pelvis rising and falling, my legs opening and closing.

I felt I couldn't take it anymore, yet I wanted him to go on forever.

I couldn't help but moan.

He released my nipples and whispered in my ear, "You're so wet, I'm coming in!" He climbed on top of me, his glans pressing against my vaginal opening.

I welcomed it but was nervous, anticipating the pain of losing my virginity.

Because I had secreted a lot of vaginal fluid, it was very slippery, and he thrust in halfway.

I only felt tightness, but no pain, only pleasure, the pleasure of emptiness being filled.

Then suddenly, with a slip, his entire penis was inside.

He whispered in my ear, "All the way in!"

I gripped his shoulders and nodded.

It was truly amazing. Such a large penis was completely inserted into my vagina, which was so small. It seemed that even the limited space in my lower abdomen could accommodate it. Not only did it not hurt, but it also felt so pleasurable! After he went all the way in, he paused, then withdrew halfway, and then thrust forward again, all the way in, then withdrew halfway again, and then thrust in again, one thrust after another, faster and faster. I can't describe the comfort; I believe there is no more comfortable feeling in the world. I groaned louder and louder, until it turned into screams. I grabbed and twisted his shoulders and back in a frenzy, and then the orgasm came, wave after wave. I felt like I was hovering on the edge of death again and again.

Then he stopped thrusting, his penis still tightly inserted in me, throbbing and swollen. I felt hot liquid shooting into the deepest part of my vagina. I knew he had ejaculated, and this ejaculation triggered a blissful spasm in me.

I hugged him tightly, as if afraid of losing him and his lovely penis.

Afterwards, our passion subsided, and just as Xiaoli had described, after ejaculating, he lay limp on top of me, his penis softening and shrinking, forced back into my tight vagina.

He rolled off me and lay down beside me, still placing his arm under my neck for me to rest my head on.

This closeness gave me an immense sense of warmth.

I didn't feel the need to rush to shower; what was wrong with his semen remaining inside and outside my vagina? He instead took two tissues from the tissue box on the bedside table and placed them between my legs.

Later, I looked at the tissues and saw a few traces of blood on them.

Looking down, I saw that his penis was now very small, like a poor little bird sheltering under the eaves during a storm.

A few days later, my period came, indicating that I was not pregnant.

After that, we had sex about twice a month, always using condoms, until three years later when we got married and wanted to have children, so we stopped using them, and I became pregnant three months later.

Now my son is five years old, and my sister Xiaoli still doesn't have children.

I've never told her about the significant difference in our sex life, to avoid upsetting her.

Besides, I've never learned how to masturbate; with Weicheng around, why would I need to masturbate?

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