Even the little sister can get on

This is something that happened to me recently. Although I've dreamed about it for ten years, now that I think about it, I don't want it to happen
. The protagonist of this story is called Xiaomei, but she's not my biological sister. She's the daughter of a friend of my father's. I didn't know her at first; I met her ten years ago, not long after I started working.
At that time, we were working on a beauty pageant, busy every day with a bunch of top models—it was great! And I was in charge of shooting promotional videos, spending all my time with these models and actresses. Occasionally, I even went to a hotel with a few models…
At that time, I was still living at my cousin's house, but I was about to move out. I remember one weekend when I went home. My father said to me, "Your Uncle Quan's daughter is participating in that event! Take good care of her!"
Uncle Quan is a childhood friend of my father's; my grandfather's generation knew Uncle Quan's father. Uncle Quan was a retired military officer who later went into business. He and my father had both been in the same equipment business, and the two old friends had always been very close. But I hadn't had much contact with Uncle Quan, only seeing him once or twice. I heard Uncle Quan has a daughter, nine years younger than me, nicknamed Qiaoqiao. I'd only seen her once or twice when she was very young, and I had absolutely no recollection of her!
I told my father, "What's her name? There are so many girls, how am I supposed to know who's who?"
The worst part was, my dad forgot her name! Fine, I'll have my dad tell Uncle Quan to have his daughter contact me directly when there's an event.
A week later, the beauty pageant promotional video was being filmed.
At a scenic resort, I was resting in my car when a girl approached me. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, she timidly asked, "Are you young man?"
"Yes, I am. Are you Uncle Quan's daughter?" I immediately recognized her.
This girl was Uncle Quan's daughter! The tomboy from childhood? Qiaoqiao? She's really grown up so much! Now she's almost 175cm tall, neither too thin nor too plump, with big eyes, a smiling face, and two shallow dimples when she smiles. Her face is small and delicate, and her skin is fair. Don't even mention that I was smitten with this girl the moment I met her; not only me, but all the perverts in my workplace were smitten too.
Oh, it's her...that's great! Then I openly told my colleagues, "This is my sister, everyone behave yourselves!" Qiaoqiao wasn't a contestant; she was in her first year of high school during summer vacation, too young to qualify. She was just a model for our promotional video shoot, brought along by her art teacher in her spare time.
What attracted me to Qiaoqiao was that she would often take off her high heels, put on some tacky short stockings, and casually put her stockinged feet on the chair. After all, she was young and not used to wearing high heels. But this gesture completely captivated me; my attention was entirely focused on her feet. Although she was 175cm tall, her feet were a size 37 (I checked).
From that day on, we became acquainted, and I started picking her up and dropping her off every morning and evening, making people think we were dating. I had to go through the trouble of explaining that she was my childhood friend. Qiaoqiao was also very capable. She always brought a bunch of snacks, loved to chat and laugh with people, and often brought us delicious food. Everyone liked her.
My feelings for Qiaoqiao were really just like any other girl's; I had no ulterior motives, except for her feet. That year, I had moved out of my cousin's house and got my own place. Bringing girls home for the night had become a regular occurrence for me. Qiaoqiao and I would occasionally text each other (there was no WeChat back then) and occasionally call each other. Whenever there were good events, I would take her to participate or show her around. To be honest, I never thought of anything else.
I remember one winter, I took leave to watch the NBA All-Star Game at home. She was on winter break and said she wanted to watch it with me! I agreed without thinking twice. But recently, I had been bringing girls home quite frequently, and I was too lazy to clean my room. When Qiaoqiao came in and saw that my house was like a pigsty, she offered to help me clean. Then she found women's stockings on the sofa. I honestly forgot which woman left them there. Qiaoqiao blushed and angrily threw the stockings at me, saying, "You'll have to clean up after yourself from now on."
I took the stockings, feeling incredibly embarrassed; they still had hardened bits of my semen on them.
"Okay, little sister, you rest for a bit. I'll take care of the bedroom myself!" I got up, pushed Qiaoqiao onto the sofa, and quickly ran into the bedroom, because there was even more stuff there—not only stockings, but also condom packaging! After cleaning up, Qiaoqiao and I watched the All-Star Game, and she was still angry! At the time, I didn't think much of it; after all, she's just a kid, and seeing these things occasionally is quite embarrassing.
Days passed by, and before I knew it, Qiaoqiao was taking her college entrance exams. Meanwhile, I remained as unrestrained and womanizing as ever for the past two years. When it came time for the college entrance exams, Qiaoqiao asked me for advice, saying that Uncle Quan and his wife wanted to hear my opinion because Qiaoqiao also wanted to pursue an artistic career. In the end, I decided to choose a school near my workplace—first, the atmosphere was good, and second, it was close to me so I could look after her. In the end, Qiaoqiao successfully got into the school I had chosen.
My aunt, who is also my uncle's wife, said that Qiaoqiao would be in my care from now on. But at the time, I really just wanted to take care of her; I had no other thoughts. After all, our families were so familiar with each other, and she was so much younger than me. Qiaoqiao was the only girl around me at the time who didn't give me any inappropriate ideas.
Moreover, Qiaoqiao was a very conservative and traditional girl, and her family was very strict with her. Her parents even drove her to and from university, and she was never allowed to live on campus or leave early or come home late, except when she went out with me. When my parents were busy, I was responsible for taking Qiaoqiao to school in the evenings. I had just bought a car then, and I was happy to do so. Every few days, Qiaoqiao would come to see me at noon, asking me to take her out for a nice meal, which made it so I didn't have time to flirt with other girls. People at work who knew me were saying that I was dating a model, referring to Qiaoqiao. My boss even talked to me, saying that I should be careful about the impact, but I explained that she was my childhood sweetheart, and I had no romantic feelings for her; I was just looking after her in place of her parents. During that time, when I went on dates, Qiaoqiao even came over to help me choose my girlfriend, which infuriated my then-girlfriend...
The first time I had inappropriate thoughts about Qiaoqiao was during her second semester of freshman year. The weather was getting warmer then, and one weekend Qiaoqiao called me, saying she was near my house and wanted to come upstairs to rest. When Qiaoqiao arrived, I was struck by how much she had changed. This girl was becoming increasingly stylish. She was already tall and pretty, and her clothes were always impeccable. Plus, Uncle Quan's family was wealthy; they had already bought a villa, so all her clothes were designer brands. The most striking thing was that she had started wearing stockings—black pantyhose.
When she came into my house, Qiaoqiao casually put her feet up on the coffee table and started watching a movie. I, on the other hand, had no interest in watching the movie; I was just staring at Qiaoqiao's black-stockinged feet. My lower body also reacted, but I restrained myself. After all, she's my sister. Although I've had sex with my older sister and cousins, I haven't had any with her. I don't know why…
“Qiaoqiao is a grown woman now, be more careful when you sit down,” I couldn't hold back any longer and told her to pull her feet back. Qiaoqiao winked at me playfully, then sat cross-legged on the sofa. “Does anyone pursue me at school?”
“I'm so tall, would anyone dare to pursue me?” Qiaoqiao said while watching a movie.
“I don't believe it. Someone so pretty doesn't have anyone pursuing her? Aren't college guys all thinking with their lower bodies?” I continued to ask.
“Yes, there are, but none of them are reliable.”
“Then what kind are you looking for?”
“Someone like you and my dad, reliable,” Qiaoqiao blurted out.
We chatted like this, my eyes always drawn to her stockinged feet.
Later, I met a beautiful screenwriter as my girlfriend, and we even got to the point of discussing marriage. Qiaoqiao met her. After that, Qiaoqiao rarely came to see me.
Later, Qiaoqiao texted me, saying she also had a boyfriend from the same school. At that moment, I felt a pang of sadness, but I was still that playboy. Even when I was dating that screenwriter, I wasn't idle either. I knew I couldn't give Qiaoqiao a future. Since she had found a good boy, I wished her well! We saw each other less often, just occasionally texting or calling.
The following year, I broke up with the screenwriter. I remember it was an evening after the May Day holiday. I was bored at home when I suddenly received a call from Qiaoqiao
. "Brother, where are you…" Qiaoqiao called me crying.
"Don't cry, I'm at home, where are you…" Hearing Qiaoqiao cry broke my heart. I quickly asked where she was and drove to find her.
Qiaoqiao was sitting on a bench in a small garden near her school, crying! One of her female classmates (I'll have a story with that classmate later) was trying to persuade her. Seeing me, she knew I was her brother. The classmate, named Ru,
stood up and said, "Brother, Qiaoqiao is yours now, please talk to her! I have something to do..."
I sat down next to Qiaoqiao and asked what was wrong. Actually, I could guess a thing or two; it's just young people's business, men and women, breakups and reconciliations. Qiaoqiao wouldn't say anything, her head down, tears streaming down her face.
After sitting for a while, Qiaoqiao told me she wanted to take a walk. I drove her to the riverbank where I often sat alone, lost in thought. It was already quite dark. Qiaoqiao sat on a bench facing the river, still silent.
"Brother, do you think sex is really that important?" Qiaoqiao suddenly asked me. And she actually used the word "sex"?
"That's hard to say. Aren't young people dating for that these days?" I replied.
"Do you sleep with your girlfriend too?"
"Yes! Why?"
It turned out that Qiaoqiao had been dating a guy who had remained a virgin. The guy came from a wealthy family; he was the son of a friend of Uncle Quan's. It's said his family is in the oil business, but he's a womanizer. When he first started dating Qiaoqiao, he demanded sex, but she refused. Forget sex, they wouldn't even kiss. He considered it a huge favor if he occasionally held her hand. They
dated like this for almost a year. But yesterday, Qiaoqiao discovered he took another girl to a hotel. Enraged, she confronted him this morning. He said, "If you won't let me touch you, what am I supposed to do but touch someone else?" He even said, "If you give yourself to me today, I promise I'll never touch another woman again." He then started touching her inappropriately. Qiaoqiao slapped him. Finally, he said, "Aren't you just a rich girl? If you weren't a virgin, would I even bother with you?"
I was furious. I got up to fight him, but Qiaoqiao held on tightly. She knew my methods and the influence of my friends in society; she was afraid I'd cause trouble.
In the end, we spent the night on the bench. During that time, Qiaoqiao's mother called, and I told her I was going on a business trip and asked Qiaoqiao to watch the house for me, thus managing to cover it up. It
got a bit chilly in the latter half of the night, and Qiaoqiao fell asleep leaning on my shoulder. Looking at her sleeping soundly, I couldn't help but kiss her forehead. This was our first intimate contact in so many years.
The next day, I took Qiaoqiao to my house so she could get a good night's sleep and told her that I was there for her. Seeing Qiaoqiao asleep, I was even angrier at that guy. Without saying a word, I went downstairs and called a bunch of my buddies. We went to Qiaoqiao's school and found the guy without much trouble. Right there in front of their teacher, we dragged him outside the school and gave him a good beating. Seeing him kneeling before me, blood streaming from his mouth, begging for mercy, I felt relieved. Finally, I threw a message at him: "If you ever bother my sister again, I'll kill you," and turned and left.
That night, I took my buddies to a place for drinks. Qiaoqiao heard that I had stood up for her during the day, and although she was angry at me for being disobedient, she was also grateful and came to our party that night. My buddies had all met Qiaoqiao before, and they called her "little sister" all the time. Seeing Qiaoqiao's happy smile made me feel quite pleased.
Everyone thought I would take things further with Qiaoqiao, but I didn't. I didn't want to, and I couldn't.
In the following years, we were both busy with our own lives. I started my own company, running around all over the country, while she went to another city to take the postgraduate entrance exam. We could only see each other once a year during the Spring Festival.
Later, I met my other half, and we were engaged and had even taken wedding photos. Qiaoqiao had met my husband, and they got along quite well. My husband had told me before that childhood sweethearts were just an excuse for cheating later, but after seeing Qiaoqiao and hearing our story, he still liked her quite a bit. Meanwhile, Qiaoqiao was introduced to a high school classmate and started dating him, but he lived in another city. I'd seen that kid before; he was always calling my brother "brother" and trying to get close to me.
Until recently, this happened.
This June, my wife took my parents abroad for a trip. I was at home writing when I suddenly received a call from Qiaoqiao. When I answered, it wasn't Qiaoqiao, but Jingjing, her classmate from school in another city and her roommate in a rented apartment.
"Brother, come over! Qiaoqiao is really sick," Jingjing said urgently.
"What's wrong?" I asked
. "I don't know, she's rolling around in pain all over the place," Jingjing said, her voice almost breaking.
"Where's Uncle Quan?" My first thought was of her father.
"Uncle and Auntie went on a road trip," Jingjing said. "You need to come quickly!" My Uncle Quan, after his business became big, didn't have any other hobbies but traveling. The old couple spent most of their year on road trips, traveling all over the country.
"Okay!" I hung up and sent a WeChat message to my wife, explaining the situation. My wife is very understanding and knew about Qiaoqiao's family's situation. She told me to come quickly and not to delay.
I checked my phone; it was 7 pm. I rushed downstairs and drove straight to Qiaoqiao's city. It's a five-hour drive from here; I could have gone faster if I drove quickly, but I didn't dare go too fast at night. I finally arrived at Qiaoqiao's house after 2 a.m.
Seeing Qiaoqiao tossing and turning in bed, her face pale, broke my heart. When Qiaoqiao saw me, she only managed to say "Brother" before bursting into tears. Without a word, I picked her up and took her to the hospital. The final diagnosis was a ureteral stone; the stone had ruptured the tissue wall, causing inflammation. Because the stone was relatively small, she only needed to drink water. After an anti-inflammatory injection, Qiaoqiao's pain lessened.
I stayed with her at the hospital all night and took her home early the next morning. We ate something simple, and I told Jingjing to ask for leave for Qiaoqiao so I could stay home and watch her. She needed to go to the hospital for another injection that afternoon.
During this time, my wife and Uncle Quan called to check on me. I told them everything was fine, and they were all relieved. Qiaoqiao's boyfriend also called, and when he heard I was there, he hung up without worry. I'm really impressed with that guy; if it were my girlfriend, I would come back to see her no matter how far away she was.
In the afternoon, Qiaoqiao got up, ate a little something, and I took her to get her injection. Qiaoqiao's inflammation had mostly subsided, but she still had a fever. I originally wanted to leave, but I couldn't; I decided to stay another day. But I never expected that staying would lead to this.
Qiaoqiao rents an apartment in Laoshi Apartment Building, which has two rooms without a living room. She and Jingjing each have a room. I had to
sleep on a makeshift bed on the floor in Qiaoqiao's room. In the middle of the night, Qiaoqiao's fever subsided, and seeing me curled up in a chair, she told me to go to bed. I had no choice but to lie down next to Qiaoqiao, fully clothed, with only one blanket, which she used as a cover. It wasn't cold at night in the summer, so I lay down next to Qiaoqiao. It had been so many years since we'd slept together.
After chatting for a while, Qiaoqiao said she was thirsty, so I poured her some water. After watching her drink the water, I had just put the cup on the bedside table when Qiaoqiao suddenly hugged me and started crying, "Brother, where did you go?"
"I'm not here, am I?" I was a little confused when I saw her crying.
"Where have you been all these years?" Qiaoqiao suddenly blurted out. I understood; she was questioning why I hadn't accepted her all these years.
"You were too young, I wasn't honest, I couldn't hurt you," she said. My heart ached a little too.
Later, I learned that I was the first boy she liked when she was in love. She had liked me since high school and was willing to do anything for me. Even watching basketball was something she started doing because of me. The last time she saw the stockings left by some woman in my house, she knew stockings would attract me. She tried wearing stockings in college, buying all kinds, but I never even looked at her properly. Later, I even beat up that guy for her. At the time, she thought I would choose her, but I still didn't. Later, she heard that I slept with her college classmate, and she angrily berated that girl. She refused to see me out of anger. When she took the postgraduate entrance exam, she knew I had a girlfriend and chose to go to another city, avoiding me. She chose to date that high school classmate for me...
Qiaoqiao cried as she recounted these stories. I held her close, wiping away her tears. Suddenly, Qiaoqiao wrapped her arms around me tightly. I don't know where the energy came from, but I looked down at her, and she looked back at me. Slowly, she leaned in, and our lips met. Qiaoqiao took the initiative to slip her tongue into my mouth, and our tongues intertwined. I immediately reacted, my erection pressing against her thigh. Qiaoqiao's hand involuntarily reached down and touched my genitals. This action shocked me. Qiaoqiao, who had always been so obedient in my eyes, was now so proactive? It seemed she had already gone through the process of a girl becoming a woman. I regretted not accepting her and continuing with her. But it was okay now. Since Qiaoqiao had already experienced it, let's go for it, let's make love!
I leaned down and kissed Qiaoqiao's breasts, my erection pressing against her genitals, which were clad in shorts, and I occasionally stroked her genitals with my hand.
Watching Qiaoqiao writhe beneath me, her legs spread wide, I took the opportunity to pull off her panties and then my own pants, revealing my already erect penis, its glans engorged with blood. I aimed and inserted it into her vagina.
But halfway in, Qiaoqiao suddenly gripped my back tightly, her mouth agape in pain, her eyes wide as she stared at me. Judging from the tightness of her vagina, it was very tight, but that expression...
I hesitated, but at this crucial moment, I went all in, thrusting forward and pushing my entire penis inside. Qiaoqiao cried out in pain, shaking her head violently to stop me from moving. The instantaneous sensation of penetration I felt from the glans told me—this was Qiaoqiao's first time?
I quickly pulled out my penis, and as it was withdrawn, I saw blood streaks on the glans and shaft, along with the blood flowing from Qiaoqiao's vagina, confirming my suspicions.
"What? First time?" I asked.
"Yes!"
"You didn't have sex with him?"
"Don't ask, I didn't want to have sex with him, I've always wanted to have sex with you..." Qiaoqiao curled up in pain and said, "It's okay, brother, I've wanted to do this for a long time, it doesn't hurt anymore, you can continue!"
I went a little weak at that moment. Qiaoqiao got up, hugged me, and kissed me. My lower body reacted again. "Brother, come in, it doesn't hurt anymore," Qiaoqiao whispered to me.
At that moment, lust overcame reason, and I thrust my penis into Qiaoqiao's vagina again. Although she had just lost her virginity, Qiaoqiao still couldn't take it. I moved slowly, and soon Qiaoqiao felt something, and moaning began.
I gently thrust in and out like that. After all, I've been through a lot, and I understand this. We moved slowly, embracing each other and entwining. Because it was Qiaoqiao's first time, I was shocked, and with some emotional fluctuations, I felt it coming very quickly. Soon I wanted to ejaculate, so I quickly pulled out my penis and ejaculated into Qiaoqiao's stomach.
As I ejaculated, Qiaoqiao stared at me intently. "So this is ejaculation?" she blurted out.
Afterwards, I used a tissue to wipe the semen from Qiaoqiao's stomach. Seeing the red stain on the sheets, I was speechless. I knew what a girl's first time meant! My wife was a virgin when we were together, and she cried when I gave myself to her. Although I've been with countless women, this woman who gave me her first time was also a virgin, and I knew the responsibility involved.
"Don't feel burdened, I'm willing," Qiaoqiao said, seeing my expression. "I'm at peace now that I've fulfilled my wish."
"Brother has always been by your side," I said, not knowing why.
"You should stay with your sister-in-law! I won't bother you. I'm content with our relationship!" Qiaoqiao said playfully.
We embraced and slept together. The next morning, Qiaoqiao couldn't go to school yet, so I stayed home to take care of her. That day, Qiaoqiao and I made love twice more. Qiaoqiao had completely adapted to the feeling of sex, and both times went smoothly.
Jingjing came back in the evening, and I took them both out to eat. When we got home, I let loose and let Qiaoqiao have sex with me while she was wearing stockings. In the end, I couldn't ejaculate, so I had Qiaoqiao give me a footjob while she was wearing stockings, and I ejaculated on her feet. That's how we went to sleep.
The next day, Qiaoqiao was better, and she urged me to go home quickly because work was important. I had no choice but to drive home. As I was getting into the car, Qiaoqiao's eyes were filled with tears.
Because Qiaoqiao wasn't feeling well, she didn't see me downstairs; Jingjing did. As I was getting into the car, Jingjing playfully said to me, "Brother, you're something else, making so much noise at night!"
I was stunned. This girl could hear me, even though we were being very quiet. I didn't care, told Jingjing not to tell anyone, and drove off. It
was already noon when I got home. I let my family know I was safe, and my wife asked why I stayed so long. I explained that I went to see my friend and spent the whole day drinking and partying at his house. My wife didn't suspect anything.
I also called Qiaoqiao to tell her I got home safely.
"Brother, don't feel guilty. I'm willing to give you anything. This is my business, and we can still be like before. I can handle our relationship," Qiaoqiao suddenly changed, acting like an adult.
I thought back on everything that happened; it was like a movie, unbelievable, but it really happened. A girl I'd been attached to for ten years, we didn't end up together, but because of that attachment, she gave me her virginity. I'm so conflicted… My lover and I have cut off all external temptations and remained chaste for years. But Qiaoqiao's attachment might continue! My feelings for this girl truly transcend love and kinship, yet we couldn't escape the common practice of having sex. I will always have a place in my heart for her, forever.

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