The story of me and my older sister who loves to strip naked.

Chapter 1: Are We Incestuous?
My sister is 26 years old this year. She got divorced last year and is still single, without children. Her ex-husband left her a sum of
money that's probably enough for her to live comfortably for the rest of her life without ever having to work.
Since the divorce, it seems like no one can control my sister. She spends all her time shopping with her girlfriends,
always coming home with bags full of purchases, and of course, I get to enjoy it a lot. I know her girlfriends
very well; they've been her classmates since childhood, practically watching me grow up. I'm
a full five years younger than her.
I've been keeping an eye on whether my sister has a new boyfriend, because I believe her future husband's success
is . However, my sister seems to have become obsessed with being single. She spends a lot of money during the day and never goes out at night,
locking herself in her room early. I forgot to mention, my parents immigrated to Canada years ago, leaving behind a
small duplex house, so my sister moved back to live with me after the divorce.
Two months ago, things suddenly became lively at home. My sister's girlfriends were constantly
gathering at our house, spending all their time in my sister's room upstairs and rarely coming to the living room. Aside from mealtimes, you almost
never saw them. I naturally had my own little secrets and didn't want several women intruding on my privacy,
so this was fine—each minding their own business. However, curiosity drove me to see what my sister
and her friends were doing in their room
. So, several times I tiptoed upstairs, intending to peek through the exhaust fan under the door. But
I was too timid and always backed down at the last minute. After all, I had been raised with strict discipline, and I was worried about being caught by my sister.
But the ticking sound of a lighter kept coming from my sister's room, which only fueled my curiosity,
though I couldn't figure it out.
One day, while my sister and her friends were out, I sneaked into her room. After a careful inspection, I
discovered dozens of adult films in her TV cabinet, and her computer was overflowing with nearly 300g
of Japanese, Korean, and Western adult films. On the dressing table, coffee table, and bedside table were all sorts of
very attractive lighters, exquisitely crafted alcohol lamps, and several crystal bottles, with
colorful straws scattered around…
My intuition told me my sister might be using drugs. Although this thought sent chills down my spine
, the sight of so many adult films couldn't stop me. I secretly put on a few, stripped naked, and slept on
my sister's bed, inhaling the scent of a mature woman. I took out her underwear, watched, and masturbated, finally ejaculating
on her panties.
To be honest, what she was most proud of was probably her pair of
round, plump, and exceptionally white breasts. Years ago, I would always find ways to peep at my sister while she changed clothes or showered,
because her large breasts were the object of my fantasies throughout my adolescence. Even now, I still often peep at her chest.
My outgoing and carefree sister doesn't seem to mind having a grown-up like me at home. She often comes to the living room to watch TV wearing only
a bra , or simply puts on a thin, semi-transparent nightgown after showering. Whenever
she moves, her large breasts sway unabashedly in front of me. Combined with the semi-transparent silk nightgown,
her two pink nipples always make me drool. Hehe, it's really embarrassing and obscene.
Just last week, my sister's girlfriends went on a trip to South Korea. My sister, having just been there for Chinese New Year,
didn't go. This triggered a series of troubles for me.
My suspicions finally came true; my sister was indeed using drugs, but she always argued that skating wasn't drug use and
that it wouldn't be addictive. Since I don't understand much, I couldn't say much, but my sister's various
actions always made me clearly feel something was off. For example, she has incredibly abundant energy;
she can go for days without sleeping and still doesn't seem sleepy. Also, she's been secretly copying porn from my computer and now
directly asks me if I have any good new movies.
And now, she showers and changes clothes without closing the door, not trying to hide it from me—of course, my sixth sense tells
me she's deliberately showing herself off. Then there's how incredibly talkative she's become, like an old woman
. If she grabs me, she won't stop talking, going over the same question over and over again, getting more and more excited as she goes on, sometimes
like she's lost her mind.
Indeed, I'm really starting to have some worries. I've noticed my sister doesn't even close the door when she goes ice skating at home anymore. Sometimes, when I
go upstairs and pass by her room, I always see a huge TV screen playing Japanese adult
films. Because of the enormous 50-inch screen, and the fact that Japanese adult films are known for their close-up shots and ultra-high definition
, the actresses' large, white breasts and wet genitals seem incredibly close,
almost within reach .
I've also noticed my sister is always half-lying on the bed, gazing at the TV with hazy eyes, occasionally taking
a few sips from a crystal teapot. She's only covered by half a wool blanket; her shoulders, arms, thighs
, and feet are all exposed. It's obvious she's not wearing anything under the blanket.
At first, she would pretend to be asleep when she heard my footsteps, ignoring me. But in the last couple of days, I noticed
she not only didn't avoid me, but would also ask me to get her a glass of water or something similar—basically, she wanted me to come to her room.
Every time, I felt incredibly awkward and uncomfortable; after all, she's the sister I've lived with since childhood. How could I
harbor improper thoughts towards her?
But I am, after all, a man, and I have desires, or rather, wicked thoughts. When wicked thoughts triumphed over reason, I
broke free from the shackles of my mind and slowly accepted my sister's deliberate commands. I began to frequently enter and leave my sister
's room. Sometimes, my sister would bring her crystal teapot to my room to sit for a while, taking a few sips, though always
in her underwear or pajamas.
At first, we just chatted about unrelated topics, but gradually the conversation turned to porn.
According to my sister, she developed this addiction after watching porn with her girlfriends while ice skating.
Her girlfriends would put on porn as soon as they went ice skating, commenting and
discussing it
like they were conducting academic research. My sister gradually found watching porn after ice skating to be a very strange experience.
As for why it was strange, she still can't explain it herself; she just really wanted to watch it and really wanted to talk about it. Things I'd normally be too ashamed to say,
I could say without hesitation at that time. It seemed like my primal instincts were being released.
So now, all she wants is to go ice skating, and even if she's alone, she'll watch porn, but she lacks someone to talk to.
In later conversations with my sister, the topic shifted from porn to ice skating. I really didn't know anything about it,
but my sister became incredibly excited whenever ice skating was mentioned, launching into a long, detailed explanation of its wonders. Because
we'd talked about porn together before, our conversations had broken down the barriers of our shared understanding. When we saw certain or
unusual scenes, words like "breasts," "vagina," and "penis" would naturally
slip out, so now we didn't feel embarrassed or ashamed.
My sister said that ice skating makes women very wet, their nipples itchy, and they feel extremely excited. Watching porn makes them even
wetter. While saying this, she stood up, grabbed some tissues, turned her back to me, and wiped herself
down there , seemingly to confirm her words. My sister also mentioned that she and her girlfriends love to go ice skating naked, saying it's refreshing
to sweat and helps with detoxification. Now, my sister has also developed the habit of ice skating naked. She always says
that even having a handkerchief on her while ice skating feels superfluous and makes her uncomfortable. Because she kept repeating this, I suddenly
felt that my sister was testing me. Did she want to undress in front of me? I suddenly felt that my sister had
a tendency to ice skating naked in front of me, so I paid extra attention to the few times she came to my room to chat with her crystal ice skating tub.
Sure enough, one scorching afternoon, my sister, as usual, carried her dazzling crystal ice
skating tub, wearing a short pink lace-trimmed nightgown, and barefoot, and "whoosh" jumped onto my
bed as soon as she entered my room. Perhaps still half-asleep from her afternoon nap, my sister yawned, leaning against the headboard of my
bed . Her eyes half-closed, she put the plastic tube from the kettle into her mouth, her other hand casually resting on my thigh.
"Where's the fire?" she asked. I handed her a lighter. She looked at me with a mischievous smile, her
voice slightly coquettish, "Why don't you light one for me?"
I suddenly felt a surge of excitement, snatched the lighter, and lit it, pressing it against the bottom of the glass bulb.
The flame was quite fierce, but my sister didn't seem to care, continuing to inhale deeply with her eyes half-closed.
Bubbles instantly rose in the crystal pot, gurgling and popping. Wow! My sister's breath was so long!
The smoke from the glass bulb didn't dissipate at all; it all went into her lungs.
"Ptooey... ptooey..." Suddenly, my sister sat up, spitting saliva to the side, her face
showing extreme distress. "You little rascal, why did you turn the fire up so high? It's killing me!" I looked at
my sister , stunned and at a loss for words. My sister seemed a little better, but still frowned
and scolded me playfully, "Are you silly? You've turned the fire up so high, it's all burnt, it's so bitter. And this is so strong,
it's going to make you feel hot soon."
"What do you mean by 'hot'?" I asked, puzzled. Seeing my blank expression, my sister hesitated,
then gently poked my forehead with her finger. She mumbled something under her breath... I
didn't dare to burn any more for my sister. I watched her skillfully adjust the flame, elegantly heating the small glass ball , the smoke drifting into her mouth and then slowly exhaling. Seeing how much she enjoyed it, I couldn't resist taking a few puffs myself to experience the legendary blissful intoxication, where everything you wanted was there. However, my sister flatly refused my request and warned me never to make the same request again, let alone have such thoughts. I reluctantly said "Oh." Then there was a silence of about five minutes. Just when the air seemed to be freezing, my sister suddenly gave me a light kick and asked, "Do you have any good movies?" "Huh?" I didn't even react. "You little rascal, you must have downloaded a lot of movies . My computer's internet speed always slows down at night. Humph, I knew you were using Xunlei or Kuaibo." My sister said with a mischievous smile. "I...I...no...oh...just..." I was caught off guard and became incoherent . As my face began to flush red and then pale, my sister suddenly changed her attitude, stood up, grabbed my arm, and said in a sweet voice, "Let me watch it for a while." Actually , it wasn't anything new for me that my sister watched porn at home. My sister and I had watched and discussed it together before. But this time, I saw a blush on my face and a dazed look in my eyes. I turned on the computer and, at my sister's request, connected to a video call, switching the screen directly to the 56- inch Sony LED frameless monitor on the wall. The graceful, voluptuous, and silky white bodies of the Japanese adult film actresses were clearly displayed on the TV screen. As the camera zoomed in, every detail of the actress's body was revealed. Especially when the camera slowly moved up from the bottom to the top of her thighs, the sudden appearance of thick pubic hair completely blocked my view. It was an immersive feeling, as if the actress was standing right in front of me, playing with her pubic hair and covering my entire face... I inevitably got an erection, my eyes staring blankly at the screen, my mouth half-open, unable to come back to my senses for a long time. After a moment of petrification, I was awakened by a rustling sound behind me. I turned around and saw my sister. "Ah!" I couldn't help but gasp, my whole body freezing up again. My sister… she had somehow managed to remove her only nightgown and was now lying naked on the bed, clutching a lighter and a crystal kettle, the thin tube still between her teeth. The fire burned, the ice swirled, and she exhaled smoke bubbles. Suddenly, my mouth went dry, and a rush of blood surged through me. Despite this, my eyes had already scanned her fair, soft, and incredibly sexy body several times. When she exhaled a long puff of smoke, our eyes met, and her face flushed instantly. She said coquettishly, “You brat, turn your head away!” After a two-second pause, my head mechanically turned 180 degrees, my eyes still lingering on her near-perfect, flawless, snow-white body. The silence often used in movies was incredibly effective at this moment. A few minutes later, my sister whispered , "I told you, I don't like wearing those clothes when I go ice skating... My scalp was tingling for a while just now... I didn't even care that you were right next to me... You... You didn't even say a word when you turned around..." My heart rate was probably around 200 beats per minute at that moment, and I even had to take a deep breath to speak. "I... I'm sorry, sister... I... I forgot... I... I didn't know... you would take off... I... Besides, I... I... It's not like I haven't seen you naked before... no... without clothes... " My voice trembled violently.

"Alright, alright, stop explaining. I'm not blaming you for anything. You're all grown up and you still bathe with me and fight over
the bathtub. It's fine if we siblings see each other; we're both from the same mother." She paused, then added, "Hmph,
don't think I don't know. You peeked at me while I was bathing the other day, didn't you?"
I said, "No way! You were taking a bath without closing the door, I just happened to be passing by and saw you." "Oh, you're
such a gentleman , tsk tsk! I didn't expect my little brother to be such a gentleman." My sister seemed much more relaxed. "We've
agreed, since you've already seen me, I won't wear it when I go ice skating at home anymore. You're not allowed to say anything, you're
not polite to your sister, do you hear me? If you dare to say or do anything out of line, see how I deal with you, understand?"
"Okay," I replied crisply. "Sis, can I turn around and talk to you? It's easy to twist
my neck ." I looked like I was about to cry, so aggrieved.
"Okay, turn around. Let's make this clear: you can look, but you can't touch me. If you dare to move...
just try it !" My sister said the last few words through gritted teeth, making a "tsk" gesture with her hand.
I could finally look at my sister's naked body so openly, so closely, so
realistically, so naturally and relaxed. My sister truly was a beauty; her large breasts
didn't sag even when she was lying down, her nipples were bright red like moistened cherries, and the tuft of hair between her legs
was evenly long and neatly curved, making one want to peek further. Anyway, my sister said
I could look, but I couldn't touch her.
So, I became bolder. My small eyes darted around my sister's body. My sister,
surprisingly, seemed completely at ease, without any affectation; every pose was so natural and casual.
In the languid afternoon, inside the quiet house, under the blazing sun, a beautiful,
naked , surrounded by swirling, erotic smoke, a pair of lustful eyes, and two restless hearts...

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