My boyfriend and his sister had an ambiguous sex relationship.

My boyfriend and I were college classmates, and now we've both graduated. He's working, while I failed my postgraduate entrance exam interview last year and just found a job haphazardly, which I'm not very satisfied with. With the end of the year approaching, I'm planning to quit. I'll be resting at home starting in January.
Let me tell you about my situation.
I'm 169cm tall and weigh 105kg. I'm fairly fair-skinned, not a stunning beauty, but fair skin does cover up many flaws. I still get a lot of attention on the street.
We currently live in a studio apartment, which originally belonged to my boyfriend's aunt. Later, his aunt and uncle moved to a faraway city and stopped living there. Being family, they sold it cheaply. We're grateful to his aunt for providing us with a place to live during this time of soaring prices and exorbitant housing costs, even though it's a bit old, we're very happy with it!
My boyfriend's parents divorced when he was in elementary school. According to him, it was because his father cheated on his mother… But! His father has remarried, and his new wife isn't the woman he cheated with! We, as the younger generation, won't comment… This younger sister is the daughter of my boyfriend's current stepmother. I should mention that my boyfriend and I started dating in our sophomore year of college, and it's been over three years now. His father remarried two years ago, and I even attended the wedding. I quite liked this girl back then; she was pretty, petite, not very talkative, and always smiling. There were a lot of relatives visiting, and not enough beds, so I shared a small bed with her. Since I'm only a year older than her, we had a lot to talk about, and we got along quite well!
She's a year younger than us, graduating next year; she's a senior this year. I heard she's not a particularly diligent student, attending a less prestigious university in a less desirable major, making it a bit difficult for her to find a job. But she's ambitious and insists on working in the provincial capital. So, starting in October when her classes were almost over, she moved in with my boyfriend and me. I was really happy about it! I'm a very active person, and my boyfriend always works overtime, while my job is relatively easy—I get off at 5:30 pm and basically have nothing to do… So I thought, with her here, we could hang out and talk—how great! So when my boyfriend's parents called about this, I kept saying, "Don't worry, don't worry, leave it to us. We'll make sure you find a good job."
Then, one weekend, my boyfriend went to the small town where his sister was studying at university and picked her up. She had so many things, it was like moving house! My boyfriend and I spent an entire night unpacking her and setting up a bed in the small living room. I was worried about her privacy, so I bought a large curtain and hung it next to the bed so she could do whatever she wanted inside. I'm such a good sister-in-law, la la la~ While we were doing all this, his sister took a white radish and started munching on it. She ate two, and I noticed her occasionally licking it. He noticed me watching her eat like that and said it tasted even better that way. I smiled. Her action reminded me of when I give my boyfriend oral sex. I felt a little wet down there. Oh no, I had to clean myself up quickly, how embarrassing! We had to go to work the next day. It was almost 1 a.m., so everyone washed up and went to bed.
Not long after we got into bed, I heard his sister's soft snoring. I couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and my boyfriend couldn't sleep either. I held his penis in my hand and said, "Did you see your sister eat radish just now?" He said, "Huh? No!"
But my hand started moving up and down. I whispered in my boyfriend's ear, "The way she ate the radish just now reminded me of your little brother. I really wanted to take a bite then." My boyfriend's little brother gradually got hard. My boyfriend isn't very strong, but his little brother is pretty good. His 16cm testicles are especially big. I love sucking on his little brother and watching him enjoy it. At this moment, my boyfriend pressed my head down onto his little brother, and I didn't hold back and took his open glans into my mouth, sucking on it. My boyfriend's hand also teased my clitoris. I consider myself quite good at oral sex. The clear liquid kept flowing from my boyfriend's glans. I took it into my mouth, then spat it onto his little brother, licked his little brother, slowly moved down, and swallowed one of his testicles in one bite, then spat it out, and then switched to the other one. Then I slowly licked from the base of his penis upwards with the tip of my tongue, and then gently circled the glans with my tongue. At this moment, my boyfriend let out a soft moan. His fingers were thrusting in and out of my vagina, while his other hand pressed down on my head, and he kept saying, "So good...so good..."
Just then, his sister got up. We both stopped. His sister got up to use the bathroom, and after she finished, she lay down again. I was moving my head up and down. My boyfriend said, "Let me fuck you!" I thought about it. I realized that if we did it, I would have to wash up later, and it might wake his sister, so I said, "No need today, it's too late! Let's do it tomorrow. I'll take care of it for you." Then, I sped up, my mouth on his glans, my hand moving constantly. After a few minutes, my boyfriend's moans changed. I knew he was about to come. I didn't stop, and then his penis throbbed, and a thick stream of semen shot directly into my throat. I swallowed it all. I didn't take my mouth off his penis until he finished ejaculating. I licked the semen off his penis. I looked up at my boyfriend and said, "Was it good?" My boyfriend pulled me into a hug and said he'd treat me properly sometime. I kissed him and said, "Sleep now," and we fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning, I got up at 7:30, grabbed some bread, and started making milk. Suddenly, I remembered there was someone else at home, so I quickly ran out to ask my sister if she wanted breakfast. I called her a few times, but she said no. Well, I won't wake her up so early anymore; let her sleep. My boyfriend gets up like he's fighting for his life every morning. He'd die if he got up five minutes earlier! He's so noisy at home. I told him to keep it down; there are people sleeping! But he kept going! My sister was woken up too. She pulled the curtains shut and came out. It's still quite warm here in October, and my sister was wearing only underwear and a t-shirt when she pulled the curtains shut! I didn't even realize what was happening. My first thought was, "Who is this person?" My sister wasn't wearing a bra under her clothes, and her two little breasts were pushing up her t-shirt high. Her two cute little nipples were faintly visible. I don't know if it was the natural flesh under her underwear or because of the amount of pubic hair, but there were many loose threads around her panties... My boyfriend was also stunned, standing there staring, completely mesmerized. I gently nudged him, and he finally snapped out of it, saying, "I'm going to the bathroom..." My sister was very polite, calling me "sister" t_t We were all so embarrassed. I don't know what my sister was thinking; was she still half asleep and thought we were in the dorm?
I followed him into the bathroom and whispered behind my boyfriend, "Why are you staring like that? She's so beautiful!" My boyfriend smiled sheepishly and said, "It just happened so suddenly, I didn't have time to dodge." I said, "Don't get any funny ideas, she's your sister. That's incest! I'll cut it off if you're not careful." Saying that, I grabbed his genitals, only then realizing that my boyfriend was already erect. He smiled sheepishly. I pretended to point at my penis and scolded, "You're such a troublemaker!" I lightly tapped it a few times. My boyfriend grabbed my hand and started stroking it up and down through my pants. I asked, "Are you going to do it again? Don't you have to go to work?" My boyfriend was about to say something when suddenly a cough came from the doorway, startling us. There stood my sister, saying she needed to use the restroom. We were even more embarrassed and quickly moved aside. She was still not wearing anything underneath. She walked past us, glanced at my boyfriend with a slightly resentful look, and I didn't think much of it, assuming she felt her brother shouldn't act like that. But I never imagined that look contained a different meaning!
My boyfriend's commute was farther than mine, so he grabbed my bread and ran off. I guess he couldn't handle such a suggestive scene and ran away. I thought he definitely couldn't handle it; I wondered what he would do at work. I want to show you I'm a good sister-in-law! I wanted to ask her if she had any pajamas, but I was too embarrassed. Girls are sensitive; she didn't even react much when she was wearing underwear. Would it be inappropriate for me to bring it up? So I ignored it, made a few useless remarks, and went to work! All day long, my mind was filled with the image of my sister's underwear!
So, during lunch, I texted my boyfriend to ask if my sister usually behaves like this at home. He said no. I thought that made sense, since his dad is usually home too. For the next two days, my sister slept for two days straight… I discovered she has two main hobbies: sleeping and munching on carrots! Or rather, munching and licking them at the same time!
I usually eat at the company because I'm lazy, and my boyfriend is often working overtime or traveling for work, so I rarely cook at home. But my sister came over, and I couldn't let her eat alone, right? So I bought groceries and cooked. I got off work early anyway, and it was a good opportunity to show off my domestic skills and make my sister-in-law happy, so she'd say good things about me… I'm so traditional! ^o^ When I got home, my sister was curled up on our bed watching TV. I asked, "Are you home all day?" She said, "Yes, I don't know anyone here." I said, "I'll take you shopping this weekend!" While I was cooking, my sister was watching me. The place is small, so we kept bumping into each other. I said, "Go watch TV, it'll be ready soon." My sister was embarrassed and said she didn't know how to cook. My slight annoyance vanished with her embarrassment… I happily cooked! My boyfriend came home too. During dinner, he suddenly said, "Wear more clothes at home next time…" Can you believe how inconsiderate he is? He didn't say anything then, but now so much time has passed, and everyone is dressed neatly now! "You're saying this now, or you'll find out later?" My sister glanced at me then, and that look in her eyes...it gave me the creeps. Did she think I was gossiping behind her back?
That night, my sister didn't talk to me much. I noticed that she usually took off all but her underwear before going into the shower, but that night, she went in fully dressed! And she came out fully dressed too... That night, I criticized my boyfriend. "The girl didn't have any complaints, why are you making such a fuss?" My boyfriend was so serious! He said that we're not related by blood, and this isn't right!
As soon as I fell asleep, my boyfriend's hands reached for my breasts. One hand flicked my nipple, while the other was sucked and licked. Soon, my nipples were hard and big, and my lower body was wet. My little hands were also holding my boyfriend's penis. My boyfriend then turned on the small lamp and said he would treat his wife well tonight. I said shyly, "Then be gentle, my sister is still in the living room." My boyfriend chuckled lewdly, and I knew it—another sleepless night was coming. I was so excited!
He laid me down and carefully examined my genitals. He used two thumbs to separate my labia majora and his middle finger to tease my labia minora. At the mons pubis, I saw that little pink fleshy ball again. Ah! My clitoris was so beautiful! So, my boyfriend stretched out a finger and gently flicked it repeatedly. "Ah!" I cried out in surprise, my body arching upwards, trembling: "No…be gentle! I can't…I can't do this…" I cried out nervously, both excited and afraid of waking my sister in the living room. My boyfriend continued to caress my sensitive clitoris, and my body trembled even more violently, writhing like a white snake. I really couldn't hold back anymore; I grabbed a pillow and bit it. Seeing my strong reaction, my boyfriend's heroic spirit surged, and his emotions became even more excited. He held his penis and thrust in forcefully, "plop!" deeply penetrating my body. "Oh!" "I let out a soft gasp, my body trembling again." ...Oh...so tight...I love it." My boyfriend shouted excitedly as he thrust in and out in the "doggy style" position.
My vagina contracted repeatedly, suppressing my moans. My boyfriend thrust violently dozens of times, and I moved my hips in sync with his movements. "Is it good?" he asked as he thrust. "Yes!" I cried out, "Want more?" "Yes...fuck me...oh...you're doing it so well...I feel numb all over..." My vagina sucked on my boyfriend's penis. "Ah...harder...oh...oh...ah...I'm coming!...Oh my god...faster!...faster..." My boyfriend's thrusts became even faster. My body swayed back and forth under his impact. "Ah!" I suddenly screamed, my body trembling uncontrollably. My boyfriend knew I had orgasmed. He turned me to face him, and we embraced tightly, our tongues intertwining...he whispered as he kissed me, "Wife, are you comfortable?" I didn't answer him, my eyes closed, I nodded gently, letting my boyfriend caress and kiss me.
After a while, my boyfriend's penis was erect again, eager to display its power once more.
He placed his penis near my lips, holding its thick, long shaft in his hand, rubbing it against my cheek a few times. I couldn't help but lick the head of his penis with my tongue, then opened my mouth and, with a "tsk!" sound, took it into my mouth, feeling my tongue swirling around it! His penis grew even thicker, almost overflowing my mouth, so I quickly spat it out. Then, I gently stroked his penis with my hand, while my left hand's fingers lightly caressed and teased the throbbing shaft. I occasionally brushed the strands of hair that fell beside my cheek, tucking them behind my ear, while simultaneously lowering my head and licking the head of his penis with a wanton lick. My small, fragrant lips were constantly stroking the groove around his penis.
At this moment, my boyfriend pressed my plump buttocks against his face and began to lick my wet, tender vulva with relish. Then his tongue moved in and out, licking and teasing, and occasionally gently biting my clitoris. "Mmm...no...don't tease me anymore...oh...ah...it feels so good...you big bad guy...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah..." My small mouth tightly held my boyfriend's penis, as if afraid it would run away. She would occasionally moan softly during the sucking intervals to release the lust in my heart, and her slender waist twisted and swayed. "Ah...baby...oh...so good...oh...ah...ah..." My tender little hole kept flowing with my lustful fluids, soaking my boyfriend's face. My clitoris was throbbing from his sucking. Perhaps my sexual desire hadn't been released yesterday, as my body twisted and turned, moaning wantonly and wantonly: "Oh...oh...so good...ah...you're making me feel so good...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...I'm coming...oh...so good...ah...I'm coming..." I suddenly trembled a few times, and a stream of hot, sticky lustful fluid sprayed into my boyfriend's mouth. I lay weakly on the bed, savoring the passion of just now. My boyfriend came over and whispered in my ear: "Baby, was it good?" "Mmm," I nestled against my boyfriend. I fell asleep in her arms like that~~~ The next day I woke up feeling radiant, everything felt great, even my face was rosy.
I don't know how many days later, I noticed something was off. My sister came to look for a job, so why was she spending all her time watching TV and surfing the internet? I asked her, and she said she was just bored at school. Her roommates were either living with their boyfriends, going home and not coming back, or simply disappearing! Well, these days, college students… I understand, I just graduated! Turns out, this girl was just here to have fun. I guess she'd be bored at home and someone would be watching over her, so she found an excuse to come out. She likes to watch TV in our room, and rightly so, there's only one TV, what else can she do if she doesn't watch TV? But sometimes my sister stays up past midnight watching TV. My boyfriend and I only share one bed, and she lies on the other side. I want to have sex, but I'm too embarrassed to kick her out. She flips through the channels with the remote until there's nothing left to watch before leaving. I don't want to rush her, so I told my boyfriend. The next day, the TV was moved to the living room… Actually, I don't think there's anything wrong with what I did; I just didn't tell her. My sister is only a year younger than me, and I thought she would understand. But I was wrong.
When I got back the next day, my boyfriend hadn't come home from get off work yet. I saw her sitting there, the lights off, and asked her what was wrong. She said, "Sister, I'm leaving tomorrow." I was confused; she hadn't mentioned this before. I asked, "Is something wrong at school?" Guess what she said? She immediately stood up and shouted, "Do you think I'm leaving so you have to rush me?! You?!" I was startled. What did she mean? I asked, "What's wrong? What did I do?" She said, "You know!" Then she added, "Shameless!" I completely lost it! What was going on?! I hadn't even put my bag down when I got yelled at!! I went up to her and asked, "What are you talking about? I don't understand, but you need to explain yourself today." I turned on the light with a snap, and that's when I noticed the girl's face was covered in tears! I was stunned. I'm a coward; when I saw someone crying, my first thought was that I had bullied her. I asked, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" She said, "Nothing, just a little annoyed." I sat down next to her and continued to ask, "What's wrong? Tell me." She said, "It's still about finding a job, it's so frustrating!" So I launched into a long, comforting speech, saying things like, "Everyone goes through this," "Things will work themselves out," and so on... But she didn't seem to react much! So I said generously, "Let's go! If you're feeling down, let's go out for a big meal!" I called my boyfriend, asked where he was, and told him I was going out to eat with my sister, asking him to come too. My boyfriend's reaction was strange; he asked me, "Why are you going out to eat with her?" I said I wanted to. Now I guess she must have complained to him about me that day, which is why he was surprised we were eating together. That meal wasn't very enjoyable because I ate the most! She came to our area at the end of October, went home for about a week in early November, and then came back, bringing a lot of food from home, made by her mother, saying she wanted us to try it. This time she came back a bit different. She'd had her hair done, that kind of layered bob, dyed chocolate brown… I won't go into the mess in between, anyway, I'm not going to try to justify it. Two girls the same age, and she even has some ambiguous feelings for her brother—we just can't get along.
That day was November 26th, I remember it clearly, a Saturday. One of my best friends from university was having an early birthday celebration. She was also in this city, but lived far away. We ate dinner until after 11 pm, and she even suggested we go play cards. So I called my boyfriend and said I wouldn't be going home that night, jokingly saying, "You guys are all alone, don't do me a disservice." That night, my best friend and I played cards at a karaoke bar. There was my best friend's boyfriend, me, another guy, and her boyfriend's friends—four of us in total. Playing cards was incredibly boring, I had no motivation. My best friend suggested playing a game with some kind of punishment. "Okay, okay!" I was practically falling asleep, and everyone agreed. Truth or dare? Sigh, we're all adults, playing truth or dare is just a childish game. Then my best friend suggested taking off our clothes. Whoever loses has to take off a shirt. All three of them were looking at me, and I blurted out, "Come on, come on!" But I was secretly nervous, then I remembered I had one more shirt than them! So, the punishment-based card game began. In the first round, my best friend's boyfriend's friend lost, and he took off his shirt without hesitation. "Wow!" my best friend exclaimed. "What? Your breasts are sagging?" Everyone burst into laughter. The man was fair-skinned, but had a lot of fat on his body; he clearly didn't exercise much.
In the second round, my best friend's boyfriend lost, and he also took off his shirt without hesitation. "Wow… this time I exclaimed, what a physique! Six-pack abs, a dark chest, so manly!" My best friend said that's how he is, and I didn't even want to look anymore. I didn't dare look any longer, but my heart was pounding with attraction to his physique. Tragedy struck. I hesitated for a moment, then took off the previous card, leaving only my bra. I suddenly declared, "Let's play! Let's keep playing! Who's afraid of who? My figure is impeccable, no excess fat, and my breasts are a perfect 36B." The next round, I lost again. Ah… I hesitated. All three of them were staring at me. My best friend couldn't help but laugh, her smile radiant. My best friend's boyfriend then said, "It's late, let's stop playing and go home." I was conflicted. "I'll give it my all…" I said, "Games have rules." I took off my bra and tossed it to my best friend, revealing my two little white rabbits. The two guys looked a little embarrassed and lowered their heads, shuffling the cards. I said, "Let's continue." I noticed my best friend's boyfriend secretly glancing at my chest while shuffling, but I didn't say anything.
Before the next round was even over, I suddenly had a stomachache and rushed to the toilet; oh no!! My period started! My pants were covered in red. I called out to my best friend: "Xiao Mei!" "Huh? What happened?" I cried out urgently, "Come quick!" I had no choice but to get dressed. I quickly said goodbye, hailed a taxi, and rushed home!
When I got inside, no one was there… neither my boyfriend nor she was there. I couldn't worry about that now; I had to deal with my personal issues first. Then, I lay on the bed, wondering, where did those two go? It's almost 1 a.m., are they out shopping? And they didn't say they were out when they called.
So I called my boyfriend, but no one answered… I kept calling… the third time, he answered and I asked where he was. He asked me back, "Where are you?" I froze. Then it dawned on me—I had lied… I said, "At so-and-so's house (my best friend)." Then I discovered a shocking secret: my boyfriend said, "I'm at home, everyone's asleep. What's up?" I was utterly shocked! I could have been calmer, but I couldn't hold back and immediately yelled, "I'm at home! Where the hell are you?!" At the time, I didn't think too much about it. I just assumed they were having a little fling and going out for fun. Why would they need to go out if they didn't have a bed at home? I really underestimated this girl. My thinking was perfectly normal; any normal person would think that way… But then I heard someone shout something loudly on the other end—it was in dialect, and I didn't understand it. Before I could react, they hung up… I called again, no answer. I called again, hung up… I called again, phone off. I was completely dumbfounded! What was going on? What was happening?
I had been drinking, and in a moment of impulse, I wanted to call his mother, but I controlled myself and kept waiting. I refused to believe they wouldn't come back! But I was wrong again. Those two didn't come back on Saturday night, the 26th! That night, I kept calling my boyfriend, phone off… I kept pacing back and forth, unable to stop for a moment, feeling helpless, my whole body cold. I called every half minute; I was going crazy. Just before dawn, the call connected, but I suddenly didn't know what to say. Before she answered, I hung up. I called my best friend to ask where she was. She said she had just gotten back and was about to shower and go to bed. I told her to wait a bit, I'd be right there. She said, "You're on your period and still not settled down?" That's when I remembered, my period had started. I hadn't slept all night and had been drinking; I really felt like throwing up! Those two scoundrels. I took a taxi again, not because it was a waste, but because it was so early and there were no buses… When I got to my best friend's house, I said, "Let's go to sleep first!" I was really feeling terrible; my mind couldn't keep up, but my body was aching. I'd been up for so long, and before I knew it, I threw up… My best friend was immediately shocked and asked, "Didn't you have your period? How come you're pregnant?!" I said, "Quick, get me some water!" My phone had been completely silent the whole time, not a single sound. Didn't you even bother to call and explain? My best friend asked what happened, and I told her. She said, "Are you making up a novel? You must be overthinking it." I really don't want to say much. I put my phone on silent and went to sleep, but I couldn't fall asleep! I kept dozing off, and then my stomach started hurting. Ugh... so tragic. My best friend woke up around noon and saw me still half-dead, so she dragged me out to eat.
I glanced at my phone. No calls, three text messages: one spam, one from 10086 (China Mobile's customer service number), and the last one... you jerk! You're texting me again? I've read this message countless times, and it's still saved on my phone. They've sent me countless texts since then, most of which I read and deleted, but this one is the only one I kept. This is the beginning of their betrayal, and it hasn't ended yet!
The message said: "Sister, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Don't blame brother. I don't like smelling your scent in your house or on your bed. Please forgive my stubbornness. You're still my sister-in-law."
I stared at my phone for a long time, my brain still foggy from lack of rest. The text message wasn't very clear; what happened? It didn't say! I quickly showed it to my best friend. After reading it, she immediately wanted to call and yell at me, but I held back. I asked her, "Is this real?" My best friend said, "You really encountered something like this? I thought you were joking!" I froze, completely bewildered. Actually, from last night until now, although I was emotionally agitated, I hadn't considered that possibility at all. No normal person would think that way! I thought at most they went out for a romantic meal and shopping. This means... they had sex? I immediately called my boyfriend. This time, he answered and asked where I was. I said I was at my best friend's house. This guy actually asked, "You didn't go home yesterday?" Did he think he could keep lying just because I didn't go home? I said, "Aren't you going to explain?" He was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry." I was furious at that "I'm sorry." She had just said "I'm sorry" too. You two are really cooperating! Do you know what you did? Do you know? You're not the one who wronged me, you're the one who wronged your parents!
I dragged Xiaomei back with me to help me move my things... I really didn't want to be with them. It doesn't matter who the other woman is now, I can't accept this person... Forgive me, I still can't handle things emotionally, I still can't accept things that are too marginalized, like this. Seriously, I still feel this way now, I have goosebumps all over, I don't know how to accept it. So, the day I found out about this, I gave in, without any struggle, and left... Of course, I wasn't thinking of letting them have their way. I'm not that noble, and besides, could I really let them have their way?! I've wasted three or four years on him, how many times he's slept with me, how many times I've sucked his penis. And our relationship is known to our relatives and friends. I have to consider going back there. They're all there, what a coincidence! I said, "Xiaomei, go watch TV." The three of us were in the living room. I noticed she'd actually cried; her eyes were swollen. Sorry, I don't pity you, I haven't even cried yet. I started packing my things, and she actually came up and tried to pull me away, saying, "I've packed everything, I'm leaving right now, don't go." I immediately got angry. I forgot to mention that this little girl had always told me that this was her brother's house, and she could stay as long as she wanted, while I didn't even know how long I could stay. She always talked to me like this behind my back. I didn't argue back then because I felt I should give in to her since I'm older, but now I realize I'm only five months older than her! So I shook her off and said, "I don't care if you leave or not, I'm leaving." She grabbed me, crying as she pulled, saying it was all her fault. I glanced at my boyfriend; he was like a block of wood. He's always like this. I have to say something about my boyfriend. I still can't understand how he could do something like this. When we were together, he was almost always very indulgent and doting. I had my share of little tantrums, but he never really held it against me. We didn't have much money, but he always took me out for nice meals, contributing all his monthly allowance to me! As a result, I gained over ten pounds while we were together. He might not be very talkative, a bit introverted, but he's a really good person. All his friends say so, even taking advantage of his kindness. He usually pays for meals and doesn't want anyone to suffer any injustice.
So, even though his circumstances weren't great, I chose him because of his character. Who knew it would turn out like this? I was really heartbroken. He didn't even ask me to stay? Okay, I'll leave now! Actually, I had a lot of stuff; I packed my everyday items and it was a huge bag.
Leaving
like this would be pathetic, wouldn't it? I didn't cry because I hadn't recovered yet. Really, I even doubted the truth of what happened… No one explained anything to me; all I heard was "I'm sorry." Although "I'm sorry" already explained everything, I still didn't believe it at the time. Why did I move out? Maybe it was out of spite, out of anger. I moved directly into Xiaomei's house. Xiaomei had a two-bedroom, two-living-room apartment. I slept in the guest room, and she and her boyfriend slept in the other room. Xiaomei said, "Stay as long as you want, just like it's your own home." I was very touched, so I settled in. One afternoon, Xiaomei went to work while I was taking a nap. I was woken up by the urge to pee and rushed to the toilet. Xiaomei's toilet was one of those sliding aluminum alloy ones. As soon as I opened the door, I was startled by a figure. It turned out to be Xiaomei's boyfriend taking a shower. "Ah!" We both screamed. I quickly backed out and closed the door. "Um, why are you back?" I said. I had just finished playing ball and came back to take a shower. "Why wasn't the water running? I thought no one was home. I was just about to put on the soap when you rushed in." Only then did I realize I had come to use the toilet. I said anxiously, "How long are you going to shower? I can't hold it anymore!" I had only just started showering, just put on the soap.
I really couldn't hold it anymore and shouted, "I can't take it anymore, I need to go first!" I pushed the door open again, took off my pants, squatted down, and relieved myself quickly. It felt so good. I breathed a sigh of relief, only to remember that there was someone next to me. I turned around and saw him staring at me. My face flushed red, and I cursed, "Pervert!" My best friend's boyfriend sighed, "You barged in while I was showering and called me a pervert." I quickly pulled up my pants and said, "Everyone needs to use the restroom." I turned around and realized his muscular physique still fascinated me. I looked him up and down, and this time he blushed and said, "What are you looking at? And you called me a pervert?" He quickly covered his private parts with his hands.
I realized I'd lost my composure, but I wasn't about to back down: "What's wrong with looking? You saw me in the bathroom, you should at least make it up to me." "Tch, so stingy." I said and left.
My sleepiness vanished, so I sat in the living room watching TV. My best friend's boyfriend finished showering and came out. Seeing me watching TV, he said, "I'm going to take an afternoon nap, keep your voice down." I felt a little embarrassed; after all, I'm a girl. I said "Okay." He went inside. Everything was fine, since we were all so familiar with each other.
I'm just coasting at work; I'm still on probation. This has completely made me not want this job anymore. It's pointless; I want to go home. I was late and left early, I was so willful! ^o^ In the three or four days after moving out, she sent me a few messages, and after I hung up on her occasional calls, she stopped calling. My boyfriend didn't react at all, which I didn't expect. Because before, no matter how big or small the argument, he would always come to coax me immediately, or at least not for long. But now it's been four or five days, and there's been no movement at all. I'm getting sadder and more resentful every day. What did I do wrong? Why do I deserve this? You two just send me an apology and that's it? And then you go off to have fun?? No way!
On the fifth day, I couldn't hold back and sent my boyfriend a text message: I've been waiting for your explanation. I had just put my phone down when he called. I thought for a moment and answered. He said: I thought you hadn't forgiven me. I said: How have I forgiven you? He said: She went back. I said: Why didn't you go back with her? He said: I'm sorry. I said: Don't just say sorry, I need an explanation.
So, I found out the whole story. Maybe it was too late, but he told me that this girl had actually told him she liked him last year, but he didn't pay much attention, since they hadn't spent much time together. During their last summer vacation, they even went to an ancient town (damn, he told me it was a family trip). I asked him if they stayed together then, and he said yes. I asked if anything happened, and he said no, but they slept together. Later, when he came back, they stayed together. He didn't contact her much, though they did. Now that I think about it, they always spoke in dialect on the phone, which I didn't understand and didn't care much about. They were actually already together!
It's so heartbreaking. I thought it was just this once, but it seems like it wasn't just this! They even traveled together and stayed together, and he had the nerve to say they only slept together! I suddenly feel like I don't even know him anymore. I thought he would never do something like this. But now, not only did he do it, but he chose this girl? I don't want to say anything more, and I hung up. During the day, I'm just doing nothing; at night, I watch TV and use the computer—bored, empty, lonely, and filled with hatred. I felt free and at ease at Xiaomei's house, doing whatever I wanted and going to bed whenever I wanted. They both had jobs, unlike me, a nobody, so they went to bed earlier than me. Occasionally at night, I'd hear Xiaomei's moans, and thinking about her boyfriend's manliness, my heart would flutter.
It was another long night. It was already midnight. My best friend and her boyfriend were asleep, and I was bored, so I lay on the sofa in the living room watching TV. Thinking about my best friend's boyfriend's muscular physique while he showered, my cheeks flushed. It had been over a month since we'd had sex, and I suddenly felt a surge of desire. My hand involuntarily reached down to my genitals; they were already wet. I gently touched my clitoris. Then the phone rang—a text message. I picked it up and saw it was from 10086 (China Mobile's customer service number). Sending spam at midnight! I was annoyed, and the message disrupted my arousal. The TV was boring, and drowsiness crept in. I didn't want to move and fell asleep on the sofa.
I don't know how long I slept, but I was awakened by the sound of running water. Through my hazy vision, I saw a tall figure emerge from the bathroom—it was my best friend's boyfriend. He came out to pee without underwear. He didn't go back to the bedroom; instead, he stood in front of the coffee table, picked up a glass of water, and drank. Although there was moonlight, the sofa was backlit, so the light on it was dim. He didn't even notice I was sleeping on the sofa. He was standing so his penis was directly facing my head. The moonlight shone on him, highlighting his strong chest, his well-defined abs, and his small penis. I couldn't resist reaching out to touch his abs. Startled by the sudden hand, he recoiled, then leaned closer, realizing it was me.
"Ah, why are you sleeping here?" I said. "I was so sleepy watching TV, I didn't want to move and just fell asleep." Only then did he realize he wasn't wearing pants and quickly covered his genitals with both hands. His embarrassed look made me laugh. "I already saw it, why are you covering it?" He thought about it and agreed, then let go. A silence fell over the living room; the only sound was the ticking of the clock.
He said, "Um, go back to your room and sleep. Don't get cold." I went to sleep. Then I prepared to go inside. I don't know where I got the courage and strength, but I grabbed his hand and wouldn't let him go. He stopped and looked at me. I said, "Don't go. Stay with me." He didn't move. I sat up and slowly reached out my hand towards his crotch. I stopped just before touching his penis, looked up at him, and saw desire in his eyes. Without hesitation, I grabbed his penis. He trembled. Gradually, his penis began to swell and rise, pointing directly at my face. It turned out his penis wasn't very big; I estimated it to be at most 11cm. His exterior was so strong, but his penis didn't have to be so large.
But at that moment, I didn't think about anything else. All my desire was aroused. I pulled him down onto the sofa and knelt in front of it. I lowered my head and took his penis into my mouth. He seemed to enjoy it; his penis twitched excitedly as soon as it entered. My soft lips and the warmth of my mouth enveloped his penis completely. I took his entire penis into my mouth and stroked it up and down, my tongue swirling around the glans. My wet tongue slid across the glans, like a little snake slowly coiling around it. The taste buds on my tongue pressed against his penis. My small hands quickly stroked it. That wasn't all; I stroked his glans with my hands. Occasionally, I would lightly run my fingertips across his firm abdominal muscles, then quickly stroke his penis again.
This move was something my boyfriend and I had practiced for years; it was very effective, and my boyfriend couldn't resist it. I made moaning sounds, using my voice to seduce him. I sucked hard on his glans while vigorously stroking his penis with my hands. Then he stood up, and I knelt in front of him. He pressed my head down with both hands and thrust rapidly back and forth. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I pushed him away, but he held my head down, panting heavily. I was about to suffocate when he seemed to notice and said, "Sorry, it feels too good." Then he wrapped his arms around my neck and lifted my mouth, which was holding his penis, up. He pushed me down onto the sofa, his lips meeting mine directly, his tongue forcing its way through my teeth in a passionate kiss. Then, his lips moved downwards, slowly kissing my neck. His hands, unable to resist, moved to my breasts, unhooking my bra. I let my breasts change shape in his hands. He removed my top, revealing my body: smooth skin, a flat stomach, and pink nipples.
He was mesmerized. I said, "I saw it when we were playing cards the other day." I pressed his head against my nipple. He sucked on it, his right hand kneading my other breast, while his left hand slowly moved towards my pubic area. He pressed his left hand against my vulva, kneading it. I was already aroused, very wet. He parted my labia and inserted his middle finger. "Mmm..." I moaned softly. Then he slowly inserted two fingers in and out. "Mmm~~mmm~~ah~~ah~~I can't take it anymore~" I reached out and grabbed his penis, saying, "Come in~I want it." He stopped what he was doing, spread my legs, made me kneel between them, aimed, and thrust in all the way. I couldn't help but scream, "Ah~~~" My fingernails dug into his back, but he covered my mouth with one hand and stopped. Only then did I realize that my best friend was still sleeping. We listened quietly for a while; it should be fine. Then he started thrusting wildly, and my moans didn't stop, though I kept suppressing them. I don't know how much time passed, but I really couldn't take it anymore. I felt like I was dying of pleasure, but I couldn't scream out loud, afraid that my best friend would hear. I really couldn't take it anymore. "Ah~ah~mmm~why haven't you come yet~~mmm~ah~~" He then sped up his thrusting for the final sprint, asking as he thrust: "Want to come inside?" I replied: "Mmm...faster!" Ah...ah...after about 2-3 minutes, the frequency of his thrusts suddenly increased, and he let out "ah ah ah..." cries. Then, his penis contracted strongly, and a hot stream gushed out; I felt the semen shooting in spurts. He was also on top of me, panting heavily. I was exhausted and let his penis stay inside me. This time, I understood what "short but potent" meant. Although his penis wasn't very long, it made me feel so incredibly aroused. After a while, he carried me into the bathroom to clean me up. Seeing his careful movements, and thinking of my scumbag boyfriend, I felt both lost and sad. After cleaning me up, he carried me back to my room and said, "Let's sleep. I'm going back to my room." I nodded. He leaned down and kissed my breasts, looked at me, and gently closed the door. I was exhausted from the passion, and soon fell asleep again.
The next day, everyone got up together, busy with their own work. My best friend's boyfriend greeted me warmly: "Good morning." I replied, "Good morning." Although we had slept together, he was Xiaomei's boyfriend, and I couldn't interfere. Even if Xiaomei was generous enough to share a man with me, I couldn't. All I wanted was physical satisfaction. After breakfast, everyone rushed off to work.
From that phone call onwards, my boyfriend seemed to think I was going to forgive him, and he started calling me hundreds of times a day again. I blocked him immediately. I ran into him once downstairs at Xiaomei's house, and I yelled at him and told him to go back home. At that time, I thought, what's there to forgive such a disgusting person? I feel nauseous just looking at him. But half a month later, I received a call from my dear little sister. I'd been deceived. Okay, you guys are ruthless. People are shameless to this extent. Can we fight them? At the door, I said, "Don't contact me again, and your so-called brother. Don't worry about whether I accept it or not; think about whether your parents accept it first." My petite sister did something that still makes me angry to this day. She said, "Oh, I didn't call you over just for this. You haven't finished packing your things yet. I've packed up everything I saw. Come and collect them when you're ready." I didn't even have time to react! I was completely stunned! I wanted to slap her! Sorry, I'm sorry to disappoint you all, I didn't. I ran down the stairs in a few steps, feeling like I wanted to die! For the first time in two weeks, I called that man, just because I couldn't swallow this insult. Women are so strange. In this situation, it's equally the fault of both men and women, but suddenly I directed all my anger at her. I thought about her underwear, the way she glared at me, her divisive words, and all sorts of other things!
So, I lost my temper and was completely enraged by her. I did something incredibly stupid. I called him and said, "I forgive you. I'll move back in. Tell her to get out!" Actually, I regretted it as soon as I hung up. What was I doing? Was it even meaningful? If he felt even a little bit guilty, would he have let his sister come? That afternoon at work, I was restless and thought I shouldn't go back. But fate wouldn't give me that chance. The guy called, asking if I could come back tomorrow because his sister wouldn't leave and was in a bad mood, and he was worried something might happen. His words about being in a bad mood and worried something might happen suddenly made me very sad… I had actually been calm for a long time, but suddenly that night I couldn't calm down. Xiaomei was still rambling on about which roast duck was good and that she wanted to buy some! I said, "Go eat it yourself, but remember to bring me some…" I'm grateful to Xiaomei for taking me in during that time, not charging me rent, bringing me good food, and listening to my rambling; I'm grateful to her boyfriend for that one night of tender passion. Thank you, Xiaomei, you're the best, and your boyfriend is great too. I can only thank him silently.
I kept imagining them being intimate, and I couldn't bear it anymore. If I wasn't there, they could just stay in bed at home, doing whatever they wanted. I even chose the sheets and blankets myself! How suffocating! No way! Why should they?! I steeled myself, ignored Xiaomei's objections, and went there! When I got downstairs, I got scared. Ugh, so pathetic… It was already quite chilly, and I was only wearing thin clothes. I hesitated downstairs for a long time, but finally, I couldn't stand the cold anymore and went upstairs! Then I realized I didn't have my key. I knocked… There was no response for a while, but the lights were on inside. Was she not home again? Just when I thought no one was coming and I was about to leave, the door opened, and my boyfriend blocked the entrance, saying, "Go back first, go back first." I pushed him aside and went inside.
My sister immediately came out of the room! She came out of the room! She was wearing one of those pink cotton pajamas with two flowers on the chest—I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra! My blood rushed to my head, and I couldn't control myself! My sister kept looking at me with those hurt little eyes and said, "Okay, I'll leave." I was furious. I said, "If I'm not coming, then get out of here! Hurry up!" My sister immediately turned around and went back inside, sobbing as she started packing her clothes. My boyfriend actually said, "There's no way to get back now, let's leave tomorrow. We'll stay out tonight." I glanced at him, but before I could say anything, my sister, who was packing, threw her things down, rushed out, shoved us aside, and left... I noticed then that my boyfriend was actually trying to rush out, just a slight twitch of his shoulder but no real movement. I pushed him out too and slammed the door shut. Don't you fucking come back! I didn't realize this wasn't my house... The man knocked very softly on the door a few times, but I didn't open it. There was no response. I looked through the peephole, and damn it, nobody was there! I lost my temper! I threw all the things my sister had been packing out the window! My sister yelled from downstairs. I was going crazy! "You guys leave!" I started acting like a shrew, throwing things everywhere. My sister was yelling and cursing downstairs, and the more she yelled, the more I threw… Thinking about it now is terrifying; the whole building must have gone crazy! Thankfully, no one called the police. →_→ Speaking of throwing things, I threw all of my sister's clothes, shoes, and underwear downstairs. It was dark, I don't know if she picked them all up. I didn't hear my boyfriend say anything. After a while, my sister stopped yelling, and I calmed down too. I felt wronged, and my hands were shaking with anger. But I wasn't leaving; I was staying here!
Damn it, those two must have made love in this room countless times. Don't ask me how I know they used it; I checked the trash can. Neither of them are diligent; they never empty the trash, no matter how high it is. I just rummaged through it and pulled it all out—a huge pile. It was disgusting, made my stomach churn, and the more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I immediately called my best friend's boyfriend and said, "Come to my old place." He asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?" I said, "Don't ask so many questions, don't tell Xiaomei." He arrived shortly after. As soon as he came in, I closed the door, pushed him onto the bed, and sat on him. He asked me something. I told him to shut up. I loosened and pulled his belt, pulling down his underwear as well. His penis was still soft, but I started stroking it with my hand, and it got hard after just a few strokes. Suddenly, he sat up and said, "Don't rush. Let me do it. Let me do it. I know you're in a bad mood. Lie down, let me do it." His gentle voice stirred my heart again. I obediently lay down. He pulled down all my clothes and pants, and I lay naked on the bed, spread-eagled. He was still rubbing my breasts with one hand and touching my lower body with the other, his mouth on my other breast. He started moving his middle finger up and down at the entrance of my vagina, from slow to fast, and my vagina became increasingly wet. Then he inserted his middle finger. My vagina was a little tight, very wet and warm. His middle finger slowly teased the inner walls of my vagina, stimulating it, causing it to open and close, and a large amount of vaginal fluid began to flow out. I started to moan softly. He felt it was about time, so he used both hands to separate my labia, buried his head down, and slid his tongue up and down along the cleft of my genitals… He looked up and said, “You smell so good down there.” I closed my eyes, feeling the warm sensation coming from my genitals, it was so comfortable, much more comfortable than when my fingers caressed my cleft. His tongue was so soft, and the prickles felt even more comfortable, ticklish~ He knelt between my legs and spread his tongue to lick, press, blow, wash, tease, touch, and suck. I couldn’t help but cry out, “Ah… ah…”
Hearing my soft moans, he couldn’t resist either. He lowered my long legs, raised his short, sharp penis, placed the base of my thighs on his knees, and rubbed the head of his penis against my clitoris. “Oh… yeah… oh oh… ah… no… I can’t take it… oh…” This time, I cried out loudly at home. He gently placed the head of his penis at the entrance of my vagina and touched it lightly. "Don't move anymore, it's so itchy, I want it." I said, frowning, my face flushed, and my breathing rapid. He teased my nipples again, making me writhe and pant.
I laughed and said, "What do you want?" "Ugh, I...I want..." His pinching of my breasts was sometimes light, sometimes heavy, making my breathing increasingly rapid.
I gradually spread my legs wider, arching my back to reveal my pink vulva. I could feel myself trembling; I was ready for him to enter. He grabbed my slender waist, aimed at my opening, and thrust hard. He shoved his penis in. Although it wasn't very thick, the instant fullness of my vagina gave me indescribable satisfaction and ecstasy. He lifted my long, slender legs and thrust harder and harder, his fingers pinching my breasts, which jiggled like pudding, as he desperately penetrated my tender vulva. The relentless attacks made my body shake uncontrollably, and waves of shock came from below. I groaned softly, and I felt my vaginal fluids increasing.
"Mmm...mmm...don't stop...I...oh...uh...I can't take it anymore...oh..." The fierce attacks felt like each thrust was penetrating deep into my uterus. With each thrust, his testicles slammed against my hips, my breasts swayed back and forth like a pendulum, my hands gripped the sheets tightly, my eyes were half-closed, my brows were furrowed, and my lips parted slightly, squeezing out a soul-stirring moan from my throat: "Oh...oh...oh...I'm going to die...oh...uh...have mercy on me..." Hearing my soft, pleading words, he thrust even more wildly. "Mmm...yes...I...it feels so good..." I was now being fucked to the point of ecstasy. All I could hear were the squelching, squelching, squelching sounds of penetration echoing in the small space, like applause responding to his vigorous thrusting. "Ah...ah ah...ah...ah ah ah...! Ah ah ah...ah ah ah...! Ah...!" Then he suddenly asked, "Do you want a condom?" I said I did, it's in the fridge! He pulled out his penis, took out a condom, and put it on. He exclaimed, "Ah! That feels so good!" The condom was ice-cold, no wonder. I impatiently said, "Quick, I want it!" He resumed his assault, thrusting in and out wildly. My chest heaved violently as I gasped for breath. He gradually increased the speed of his thrusts, repeatedly hitting the deepest point his penis could reach. Soon, I couldn't hold back any longer. I wrapped my legs around his waist and cried out, "Oh! Oh! Oh!... Fuck me!... Oh!... Fuck me!... Fuck me hard! Mmm... Mmm... Mmm... Mmm... Oh..." He then thrust even harder, attacking with even greater ferocity. At that moment, I screamed, then stopped all movement. My whole body stiffened, a shattering, intense orgasm assaulting my brain. My entire body trembled uncontrollably, shaking violently without my awareness. Deep inside me, a ring of muscles tightened around his penis, spasming violently. My vagina contracted rapidly, and his penis seemed to be tightly gripped, unable to move. Then, his penis throbbed with each pulse inside my warm vagina, and a thick, hot stream of semen gushed out like a stampede of horses, shooting onto the condom. I could still feel the force of his ejaculation, as if it were breaking free of the condom's restraint. He lay motionless on top of me; the tranquility after the orgasm was so wonderful. He carried me to wash up again, and afterward, I told him to go home early. He repeatedly urged me to, and the porn was gone, leaving me alone in the empty house. "
You can do it with your sister in this room, or I can bring someone else," he said.
My boyfriend didn't come home that night, and the next day I called him. I said, "You two are shameless! You're really shameless! Don't drag me into this disgusting mess. Stay away from me!" Then I sent a message to my sister, saying, "Don't provoke me anymore. You've already scolded me enough. If you don't stop, I'll tell your family. Let's see who's shameless then!" I didn't want to say any of this; I felt that the younger generation shouldn't trouble their elders with their affairs, but they really pushed me too far! Fine, since they've brought up my parents, I figured there was no point in trying to solve this myself. I've been in this miserable situation for over a month, and it's really unbearable. Do whatever you want. I packed up and went back to Xiaomei's place.
Before leaving, I threw away the condoms in the fridge in a fit of pique!
I felt truly pathetic! Being deceived like this was so unfair. I pathetically called my mom from downstairs and cried. My mom was very worried about me. I told her I'd been criticized for not doing my job well, and she said if I really didn't want to work anymore, I could come back, and she'd support me. So I cried even harder. There's no one like a mother!
I continued to drift through life, then realized my bank card wasn't with me. I thought it was in the bedside table at my boyfriend's house. I didn't want to run into him either, so I sneaked out of work to get it. But my boyfriend wasn't there; my sister was. She actually said hostilely, "Why are you here at this hour?" I told her I was getting something. She said, "Why didn't you say so beforehand?" I said, "What's it to you? Do I need to tell you beforehand if I'm taking my own things?" I started looking for my bank card. Sure enough, it was in the cabinet. I picked it up and was about to leave. Then this ridiculous thing happened: my sister blocked my way and said, "What are you taking?" I said, "Move aside, this is my card." My sister snatched it away and said, "Are you kidding me? This is my brother's!" I was furious! I wanted to jump up and die! I had no words for her! I said, "Ask him yourself!" She said, "Ask him, it's no use. He's afraid of you, he'll definitely say it's yours." I was really angry. What kind of logic is this woman?! I was just about to grab it and leave… But who knew, despite her petite appearance, she's surprisingly strong! She almost pushed me to the ground. I was furious. I hadn't even laid a hand on her, and she was already attacking me? I held back and called my boyfriend to explain himself. Then my sister actually grabbed my phone and threw it on the ground! She smashed my phone. When I looked at it, my heart bled. This was the first relatively expensive thing I'd bought myself with my meager salary! I quickly picked it up and looked at it—damn, the screen was cracked! I tried to turn it on, but the screen was distorted! I had the urge to strangle her! I guess it was just a momentary impulse; she was stunned for a moment, then said, "Who told you to snatch it?" Snatch my ass! I'm taking my own things, is that considered snatching? I absolutely had to make this call! Luckily, the phone still worked! I didn't even care about my bank card anymore, cursed a couple of times, and left… I called my boyfriend downstairs: "Your sister smashed my phone. She won't let me take my card, am I supposed to get a replacement?" He said, "Don't worry, I'm coming right away." I said, "I have to rush back to work, you figure it out yourself." And so, the following ridiculous things happened, all about this phone and this card. That evening, Xiaomei suggested we go eat at Haidilao! This foodie →_→ I felt bad troubling my best friend for so long, so I decided to treat her to dinner, but my wallet was sore. "Ugh, I checked the balance—over 140 yuan! I immediately called my boyfriend to tell him to return my card, or I'd starve! I have quite a few cards… but none of them have any money. →_→" I called, and my boyfriend stammered. I said, "Just give me a straight answer, when are you going to return it?" Finally, he said, "I can't find it… I can't find it… I can't find it…" Do you think I believed him? I thought, "My sister must have thrown it away? Cut it up? Eaten it?… Anyway, she's not going to return it!" I was furious. I said, "Tell that loser of yours to return my card. And my phone! She smashed it! Pay me back!" My voice was so loud it startled even myself… He immediately said, "Are you out of money? I'll transfer some to your other card first." Trying to act tough, huh? I want my own card back. If you don't return it right now, I'll make you regret it! I was really angry. Looking at my messy phone, my heart ached. So, we didn't get to eat at Haidilao that day, and I was seething with anger. The next day, my boyfriend called, and I immediately asked, "Where's my SIM card?" He said, "I'll go with you to buy a phone." I said, "You're such a good brother, always cleaning up after her. Are we really family?" He didn't argue, just kept saying, "It's inconvenient for you without a phone, I'll go with you to buy one." Suddenly, I felt a wave of disillusionment and didn't want to waste any more words with him, so I hung up. This man's attitude from beginning to end chilled me. I don't care how badly my sister treats me, but seeing that troubled and hesitant look on her face chilled me to the bone. I couldn't understand it, I just couldn't understand it! That afternoon, I ran into him downstairs after get off work. I immediately wanted to turn back and go upstairs, but he quickly followed. "Here, give me a box. It's a new phone." My mind went blank; I didn't know what to do… I'm not greedy! I was a little angry. "You're really going to pay for her stuff?" I grabbed the bag and left. He tried to pull me away, but I said, "Shouldn't we argue in the street for others to see?" He let go, and I went home. When I got back, I found a thousand yuan in the box! I was stunned. What did this mean? Damn it! I immediately called to confront her… It was noisy on the other end, with the sound of a TV, and my older sister was asking, “Who is it?” I was furious! She was right there! I said, “You’re really something else! Paying for this and that, you’re doing pretty well, huh?” I blacklisted her again, she was truly disgusting. Who knew, less than an hour later, my sister called and immediately said, “Are you serious? You took her phone, you took her money? I thought you were the Virgin Mary, but you’re no better!” I was shocked! Did she even understand? I didn’t know what to say in response; I was completely dumbfounded.
My mind went blank! I snapped out of it, trying to find the right words to curse her, but I started stuttering. I felt so wronged! I wanted to go to my boyfriend’s house and throw the money in her face! I wanted to shove that crappy phone in her mouth! Of course, I was just fantasizing; all I did was call her mother.
Of course, I couldn't bring myself to say something like, "Your son and daughter are sleeping together." I just politely said, "Auntie, our place is small, it's not very convenient for Tingting to live with us." After hanging up, I was still uneasy, wondering if what I did was right. I always felt I shouldn't involve the parents. Just as I was feeling down about this, my sister made me completely forget my mistake! She used all sorts of insults on me; I couldn't believe a girl could say such vulgar things. She'd made me want to die in a car accident, and she even insulted my unborn son! I held the phone without saying a word. At that moment, I felt it was time to completely sever ties with this family.
I only said, "Are you home?" My sister was taken aback and didn't say anything. I said, "Okay. Wait for me at home, I'm coming right now." I took a taxi straight to my boyfriend's house. They were both there. My sister looked at me hostilely. I said, "What are you looking at? I'm giving you back your phone and money," and threw the phone and money at my boyfriend. He didn't dodge, just sat there blankly on the sofa. I prepared to leave. Reaching the door, I suddenly felt I couldn't just leave like this; I had to leave something behind. I made a bold decision and said to my sister, "Tingting, could you step aside for a moment? I have a few words to say to your brother." She was naturally unhappy and shouted, "Just say it here! What's there to hide?" This was exactly what I expected. I laughed and said, "Okay, then don't interfere." My sister said, "As long as you don't hit your brother, you can do whatever you want!"
I didn't reply and walked directly in front of my boyfriend. He suddenly tensed up, and my sister clenched her hands tightly. I laughed and said, "Don't be nervous, I won't hit you. I just want to make you feel good one last time." I then started to unbuckle my boyfriend's belt. He didn't resist, but my sister leaned in. I said, "I won't hit him, so don't interfere." In no time, my boyfriend's pants were down, and I immediately put my mouth on him. My sister was startled, wanting to say something, but then stopped herself. After a few licks, my boyfriend's penis was erect. While holding the base of his penis with one hand, I used my tongue to lick, suck, hold, circle, and blow, gently licking the glans. "Ah..." The intense stimulation caused my boyfriend's muscles to involuntarily contract. My uvula was still licking back and forth on the glans. My boyfriend couldn't believe it was real—his girlfriend was giving him oral sex in front of his sister, sucking his penis. His penis was swollen to its limit, large and hard. After licking his penis several times, I opened my mouth and sucked his scrotum into it, rolling the testicles inside like a child sucking on candy. Then I licked upwards along the penis, finally swallowing the glans. The intense pleasure made my boyfriend's body tremble uncontrollably. At this moment, I also used my mouth to thrust in and out of his penis, swallowing his entire penis each time, so that the glans reached my throat.
Then I spat out my penis, looked at my boyfriend, and saw that he had stopped moving. My boyfriend was in ecstasy when he suddenly stopped, looked down, and saw me watching him. How could he possibly hold back? He pressed my head directly onto his brother's penis, one hand moving my head up and down. This was exactly the effect I wanted, this was my boyfriend being so proactive, this was for my sister to see. To let him know, "Your brother, I can make him happy just because I want him to? I can make him want to be lewd, he's just leftovers I've played with." "If you can't hold back, just cum," I said contemptuously, looking up at my tense boyfriend. I knew that with my sister watching, my boyfriend would be more likely to climax. My boyfriend gripped the sofa armrests tightly, his penis throbbing slightly in my mouth; based on experience, I knew this was a sign of ejaculation. As I spoke, I swallowed his purplish-red glans deep into my throat, rhythmically licking and swallowing his penis with my tongue. "Ah... oh ah... oh...!" My boyfriend couldn't hold back any longer and began to groan, then his whole body convulsed, the intense stimulation causing him to ejaculate a large amount of semen deep into my throat. "Mmm..." I groaned as my boyfriend ejaculated a large amount of semen into my mouth. I kept my lips tightly closed to prevent any from spilling. I swallowed it all in one gulp, then licked the semen off his penis. I stood up, looked at my sister, and laughed, "You see? I can make him feel good too. Men are all so cheap." Then I turned and left without looking back.
Men are just like that. I deleted him from my phone contacts, including all the old text messages. I didn't want to see him, didn't want him on my phone. I'm using one of Xiaomei's phones now; the broken one wasn't fixed, and seeing it annoyed me, so I just put it away. The last time I contacted my boyfriend was to pick something up. I didn't want to run into my sister alone again; I couldn't handle the shock... I told him, "When I get there, make sure she's gone. I'll let you know when I'm done." Finally, my boyfriend said quietly, "You shouldn't have called my house. I really didn't expect that. I'm a guy, so it's okay, but she's having a hard time." Damn it. My calm demeanor shattered instantly! I hung up the phone, lay in bed, and tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. In all this time, aside from that touching phone call with my mother, I hadn't cried like this. I felt incredibly wronged. I kept hoping, or rather, fantasizing, that this wasn't real, that it would pass quickly. I hadn't even really thought about what it would be like to sever all ties. I'm a coward. I've gotten used to this kind of life. For so many years, he's been everywhere in my life. He even accompanied me to buy toothpaste and sanitary napkins. I used to dislike strong flavors, but now I love them. Even my skin tone is almost similar to his… I really can't imagine… What would it be like to lose something? The feeling of having something ripped out of your heart is so painful.
I can't bear it. The ensuing anger... I don't understand. This so-called sister isn't really a sister at all. We've only known each other for a little over a year, and she's so immature. What made him ruin our relationship like this? I cried and cried. From that day on, I didn't want to work anymore; everything was going wrong. After my boyfriend said those words, I was heartbroken. I lost all will to endure it. Maybe I'm not as good as a sister in any way, but there's one thing: I can be with my boyfriend openly and honestly, but they can't! Everyone's going to criticize me; he's so despicable. You still want to be with him? I can only say that I'm still not reconciled, and who can be? I'm angry, I can't help but be angry. I've always been low-key and disliked competition, but that doesn't mean I don't have a temper! You want my boyfriend, and you throw my things, push me, and yell at me. I think it's one thing if we're family, but I think true betrayal is another matter entirely. And you, her boyfriend, actually feel sorry for her?
You say I went too far and shouldn't have made that phone call? You say she's having a hard time, but what kind of life have I been living? In all these days, have you regretted it? Or do you not care about me anymore? How can I be reconciled? My sister texted me yesterday. I think this girl has some psychological issues, is she lacking love? I think she doesn't actually like her brother as much as she thinks; she's just excited because someone is competing with her for his affections. Here's another thing: I always automatically save my QQ password because I'm lazy and don't want the hassle! So my boyfriend also has my QQ password on his computer. I don't usually log into QQ. One day, after logging in, I found a message from a male college classmate I hadn't contacted in a long time. He had expressed interest in me before, but of course, I had a boyfriend at the time and rejected him. This person suddenly appeared, and I was completely baffled. I tentatively asked him what was going on, and then I discovered something shocking! Someone had logged into my QQ account! They found this guy! Their goal was to get information out of him and find evidence of my infidelity! They asked him all sorts of strange questions, like where we went on vacation, which made him suspicious and he stopped chatting with me. I thought, how did she know?! I investigated thoroughly and finally discovered that this guy had left messages on my message board. I guess he'd been investigated! I'm terrified! My Fetion and QQ passwords are all stored on that computer! I've never deleted my chat history! Has everything been investigated me? What does it feel like to be seen naked by someone? Besides, I'm convinced that this person is my sister!
So I quickly changed my password, feeling incredibly anxious and flustered. I initially considered confronting my boyfriend, but then I thought better of it. I didn't want to tell my girlfriend I was badmouthing her. I told her directly not to log into my account anymore; I despise people with no manners. My girlfriend replied, "Aren't you afraid of being seen if you have nothing to hide?" Before I could even process what she'd said, she sent another message: "You know what you've done; I haven't even told him yet." I was stunned... What had I done? What heinous thing had I done? I asked, "What do you mean?" My girlfriend replied, "Who is W?" I suddenly understood. Oh dear, she'd really figured everything out, even our high school classmate had been doxxed! Speaking of W, I was lost in deep memories... This W was the son of my mom's colleague. He went to school in the same city as me, was my first love, and my first man. At that time, I didn't know my boyfriend yet. Dating was normal for me, and sleeping with him was normal too. We fell in love in junior high and went to the same high school. He was very good to me, at least at that age, he could meet my needs for love and everything else. My first time was thanks to him, and it happened at my home. I was already in puberty then, developing quite quickly, my secondary sexual characteristics were very obvious, I had a curvaceous and beautiful figure, my breasts were already a B cup, and my pubic hair was very thick. We both knew a little about that kind of thing and were full of curiosity. Finally... it was summer vacation, the weather was hot, and my parents weren't home that day. I was wearing a T-shirt and suit shorts, lying on a bamboo bed to sleep. W came to find me, I opened the door for him, I had a cold and a headache, so I said I was too tired and went back to sleep, and fell asleep. I don't know what he did while I was asleep, or how much I struggled internally, but W definitely noticed me lying on the bamboo bed. I was sound asleep and didn't know that he had quietly taken off my shorts. I woke up feeling an itch in my lower body. Opening my eyes, I saw him propped up on the mat with both hands, his penis poking around between my legs. He was startled to find me awake. At that moment, tears involuntarily streamed down my face. Seeing this, he rushed to me, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I just couldn't help it, I kept crying." His apologies and comforting words gradually calmed me down. Seeing his penis drooping listlessly between his legs, I asked him, "Do you really want it?" He was startled, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded. I asked, "Will you love me forever?" He solemnly promised, "Of course, I'll love you forever."
Thinking about it now, men can lie so easily; they're really despicable.
I said, "Then come on." Upon hearing this, W's face lit up with joy. His penis immediately began to grow wildly, as if injected with growth hormone! W's penis was the largest I had ever seen, a full 17cm long and very thick. I was terrified when I saw it and asked him, "It's so big, and my vagina is so small." W said, "It's okay, the books say that even if it's big, your vagina can accommodate it." Then he tried to penetrate me. It was his first time too. I said, "Try touching me first." He didn't know how, and just touched me randomly down there, but sometimes he could stimulate my sensitive areas. Since it was my first time being touched there by a man, I was very sensitive, and soon I was very wet. W then went straight for it. He only went in a little bit, and I said it hurt. W was very considerate of me and didn't go in any further. He pulled out a little, then went in again, and it hurt again. This went on for several times, but there was still no progress. W was sweating profusely. I knew we had reached the hymen. Finally, he made up his mind and said, "Just go in hard, all at once." After hearing this, W aimed at my vagina and thrust in directly. The excruciating pain shot through my lower body, and I screamed. Hearing my scream, W didn't stop; instead, as if stimulated, he continued thrusting in and out. My vagina was swollen full, and the pain intensified. I cried out, "Stop! Stop!" But W seemed not to hear me, and suddenly accelerated his thrusts, ejaculating his virgin semen deep inside me. He collapsed onto me, and I immediately pushed him away. His penis was covered in my virgin blood…
My first time was over. There was no pleasure, only pain. W apologized afterward. I was so naive then, and I forgave him after his sweet words. We did it many more times afterward, but perhaps because we didn't know the proper techniques, I never experienced any pleasure. Even after he ejaculated, I felt nothing. Looking back, W was a jerk, only thinking of his own enjoyment. Later, we went to university, and after only a few months apart, he broke up with me. W was truly a jerk.
Although my sister didn't know the details, she seized on this and started making a fuss! My sister is quite petite, probably the type most men like to protect. She's about 160cm tall, a little chubby, and has pretty phoenix eyes, but otherwise just average. I finally decided to go home. During this time, I was losing hair like crazy, which scared me. Am I going bald? I don't know what happened over there, but things suddenly quieted down. I guess her mom had her under control. My boyfriend kept apologizing and even mailed me a bracelet or something. I looked at it, and damn, it's rose quartz! It's supposed to attract love! I put it on my mom, and she was happy, thinking I'm a filial daughter. I'm completely calm now. I even want to quickly go on a blind date with a handsome, rich guy to make him jealous. I suddenly want to go back to the provincial capital, but I don't have a job and can't support myself. I updated my status, wishing my boyfriend and his darling sister a long and happy life together with many children. I'm going to send them two big baskets of radishes at their wedding.
My boyfriend still texts me every day, acting all crazy. If I'm happy, I'll reply with a congratulatory message; if I'm not, I'll just forward it to my sister; and if I'm still not happy, I'll just ignore it. Lately, whenever I have free time, I'm afraid I'll act like a fool, so I started fantasizing about my sister and my boyfriend being together, getting all excited. This solidified my resolve: to avoid disgusting myself, I absolutely will not forgive him! My resentment erupts several times a day, each time making me angry. I feel like I'm going crazy, and my boyfriend is still bothering me every day, even bothering Xiaomei, saying he wants to come see me. I scoff, "Where were you all this time?" I want to tell my mom, but I've tried several times to say it but can't bring myself to do it. Yesterday, my boyfriend's best friend left me a message on my school's online forum, asking me to forgive my boyfriend. I chatted with him for a while, and I discovered that my boyfriend told him I misunderstood him, that he didn't touch my sister… I was speechless. I didn't want to explain anymore; it's too embarrassing!! His best friend finally said, "Nobody would believe this!" I said, "I can't believe it either. Don't ask him anymore, we can't be together." He said, "Sigh, I subtly asked my sister about her love life when she first arrived. I'm a gossipy woman, after all." My sister said that so-and-so from her dorm was living with her boyfriend, claiming she lived alone, which was looked down upon. She said she'd had countless men with him. My sister said, "What if your husband finds out you're living together before marriage?" I quickly stopped her, "I'm living together before marriage!" My sister also said she'd never been in a relationship because she felt men weren't sincere. I felt so ashamed. She was such a pure girl, and I... this... Later I found out it was all a scam!
I really couldn't stay with him anymore. I went back to stay for two days, and even a slight touch from his arm made me uncomfortable. The thought of my sister and him in bed together made me feel nauseous! I still had so many things there, after all, I'd stayed so long, so many things! And I'm not a wasteful person, I can't disgust them, so what am I supposed to do? Just throw everything away? I'm still in contact with his family. It hasn't been long since the incident, and they haven't known about it for long either. I can't do that, especially since his mother did nothing wrong. My heart is aching; I want to cry every day, especially before bed. I can't control my thoughts; one minute I feel angry, the next I feel heartbroken. Three or four years of relationship, the only love I've ever truly given my heart to! Just because they don't care doesn't mean I have no feelings for them anymore.
I once thought that if he admitted his mistake, I would forgive him, but he disappointed me. I'm not willing to go back now because his attitude changed too late. I exhausted my patience and courage during those days, not because I don't love him anymore. You can despise me, you can scold me. Yes, even though he did this, I'm more heartbroken than angry. I can't forgive him because I can't get over it myself, not because I've let go.
My sister told me one day that she knows there's no future, but she doesn't want to give up on me. Maybe one day she'll understand and regret it. I stopped replying to her texts at that time. I told myself that she was just a little girl who lacked love. If I suddenly had a brother who loved me, I would like him too. It's just that she was immature and had slept with her brother.
One day, my boyfriend sent me three text messages but didn't call. He said he would wait for me to forgive him. I asked him why he was involved with the younger sister, and whether he had thought about the consequences. I asked for details, like who made the first move, and also to describe the details of their encounter. My boyfriend hesitated for a while, and I yelled, "Damn it, I gave you a blowjob in front of her, what are you shy about? You were having a great time, weren't you?" My boyfriend stammered and said that they weren't very close that year. They were bored during summer vacation and decided to go to that ancient town. They booked a room because they didn't have much money. After taking a shower, the younger sister slept on the bed, and my boyfriend slept on the floor. The floor was a bit cool, and soon my boyfriend said he sneezed. The younger sister heard him and asked him to get on the bed. At first, my boyfriend was unwilling, but the younger sister also slept on the floor. He had no choice but to go back to the bed. At first, nothing happened. As they chatted, the topic of sex came up. The younger sister was very curious, and at that time, she actually had feelings for my boyfriend, so she didn't have any reservations. My boyfriend said he got a little excited while we were talking, and his penis was already erect. Just then, my sister's hand moved and touched his penis, causing him to flinch as if electrocuted. My sister was also startled and blushed. They both fell silent. A short while later, my sister finally reached out her sacred hand, grasped my boyfriend's penis, and said, "Brother, let me understand men." My boyfriend, already aroused, took her hand and began stroking his penis… and then everything happened…
and that's when my tragedy began.

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