My sister-in-law is taking a shower.

Six months ago, my older brother went to the United States on business. When my sister-in-law suddenly exposed her breasts in front of me, I immediately rejected
her. For the next three days and nights, I couldn't eat or drink. I could vaguely see my sister-in-law's body in my teacup, and a bowl of rice would
transform into her soft, white breasts. Seeing fruits like longan, lychee, and cherries, I couldn't help but think of
her nipples.
I began to regret why I had rejected a pair of gentle hands, two alluring breasts, and a
woman I admired.
My sister-in-law didn't seem embarrassed by my rejection; she continued to chat and laugh with me, treating me with the same respect.
I had been "living together" with my brother and sister-in-law for two years. My brother always trusted me because we were good brothers and
often confided in each other.
Since that incident, I had been waiting for an opportunity. Two weeks later, my brother went away on business again,
but my sister-in-law didn't try to seduce me again.
The next evening, I heard water running in the bathroom, knowing my sister-in-law was showering, so I quietly went to the door.
The door wasn't locked, just ajar, and I smelled a wonderful scent of soap. The smell of soap combined with a woman's scent is
a man's worst enemy, and my penis instantly became erect.
The woman before me was astonishing; I was amazed at how attractive a
woman .
My sister-in-law struck a seductive pose, allowing me to clearly see every part of her body: her pink neck,
breasts , waist, buttocks, legs, ankles, and feet—she was so alluring
that I pounced on her without hesitation. I wanted to hug her, kiss her, and touch her to my heart's content, but unexpectedly, she dodged away
. I slipped on the floor and fell in front of her.
My sister-in-law said sternly, "If you try to molest me, I'll tell your brother."
I said awkwardly, "I... I didn't know you were here."
"Then crawl out of here."
"But last time... last time you did what you did to me..."
"Don't say anything more. Crawl out now, or I'll call the police."
My heart was in turmoil, and I could only obey her and crawl out of the living room. Upon reaching the living room, I saw my sister-in-law also come out
naked , picking up a phone to make a call.
I was so terrified I almost peed myself. I crawled to her feet, hugging them and pleading, "Sister-in-law, I know I was wrong, please forgive me
!" "You're willing to kowtow and admit your mistake?
" my sister-in-law said, looking at me.
I kowtowed repeatedly, and after a dozen or so times, she suddenly laughed and said, "Poor thing,
did you bruise your forehead? Let me see."
She gestured for me to raise my head. When I did, I saw her genitals. Her pubic hair was sparse and fine,
slightly brownish, like a Western girl from a porn magazine.
Why was my sister-in-law accusing me of molesting her while not wearing pants? I knew in my heart that she
was clearly seducing me; it was all a trick she used against me. She wouldn't call the police at all.
My fear turned into a smile, and I reached out to touch her pubic hair. But she raised her leg, pressing her five toes against
my forehead, pushing me backward.
"If you want to molest me, you'll have to pay the price. Are you willing to do it first?" my sister-in-law said, looking at me.
"Yes, I'm willing to pay any price!" "
Close your eyes first."
I closed my eyes tightly and waited for a while. I felt her body getting close to my face, and then she
said to me, "Remember, you're not allowed to open your eyes and peek. Lick me with your tongue, and I'll lick you back. You have to
lick me seriously. If you lick me well, I'll give you an unexpected treat later."
I did as she said and licked her with my tongue. When I touched her with both hands, I knew it was her fat and big buttocks. I
secretly opened my eyes and saw that her buttocks were really attractive. Her buttocks were big but not too fat, and
they were very elastic, like a balloon.
My sister-in-law kept moving her buttocks so that I could kiss every part of her. Her buttocks, her buttocks, every inch,
every part, I gently bit with my teeth and touched with my tongue and lips. And she kept twisting her buttocks until
I was completely... My body was burning hot, and my lower body was as hard as a Shaolin monk's staff. I had no more worries; all I wanted to do was put her entire
buttocks in my mouth, bite them to pieces, and swallow them whole.
Just then, I heard a strange sound and felt a burst of air from my sister-in-law's anus. I
was breathing heavily , and with one inhale, I inhaled the loud fart she had released, drawing it into my lungs, my heart, and my brain.
The farts of the most beautiful women should always smell bad, but at this moment, my olfactory nerves had been numbed by her
alluring figure, so they actually smelled good—better than soap, better than lipstick, better than my favorite
tomato shrimp, better than flowers.
I continued to suck on her anus, and my sister-in-law laughed and said, "You pervert, you eat my farts."
At that moment, I was so impulsive that I couldn't control myself and stammered, "I like you, so keep farting,
I want to eat it."
"How can farts fill you up? You can only fill up with shit," my sister-in-law teased me.
"Okay, go ahead and lick your sister-in-law's poop, it must smell so good."
Perhaps she heard my nonsense and felt aroused, she moved her buttocks to the middle and said,
"I can't lick it out, so stick your tongue inside my asshole!"
I grabbed her buttocks with both hands and licked her anus. My sister-in-law went wild; soon she
turned around and pinned me down, taking the initiative as I inserted my hard penis into her.
I wasn't a virgin and had slept with many girls, but I'd never experienced a woman as proactive and wanton as my sister-in-law
. After we were together, we hugged each other and rolled around on the floor until we reached the kitchen doorway
.
My sister-in-law said, "Put it in deeper. Yours is thicker and longer than your brother's, so you should be able to go in deeper than him."
"Really? So, do you like me more, or do you like my brother more?"
"Of course I like your brother! I'm his wife! But I've eaten too much steak, I want to eat
pork chops, you understand?"
So she sees me as a pork chop, then I'll be a breaded pork chop, with some tomato sauce, some cheese,
and some salad dressing, to make her happy, to make her always love pork chops.
I thrust forward with all my might, once, twice, three times, counting to one hundred, two hundred, getting confused, and
starting over again. I gripped her buttocks tightly with all ten fingers, not letting go at all.
My sister-in-law wasn't exactly a saint either; she kept grabbing my back with both hands. I felt a lot of pain, but the more it hurt,
the crazier . I gave her a French kiss, and she kept putting her saliva into my mouth. The saliva tasted strange, but it definitely had a...
The effect of passion. I sucked hard for a while, continuously sending out my saliva. The exchange of saliva between two people is more constructive than any
cultural exchange , more meaningful than any technical exchange.
A man's saliva is as attractive as a man's semen, and a woman's saliva
is as alluring as a woman's vaginal fluid when she is extremely excited. That's why I've always been fascinated by wet kisses; only wet kisses can bring me to
the climax of climax.
My sister-in-law's lips are particularly thick. When our lips met, her thick lips clamped me, and then her
tongue passed through my lips and went all the way into my mouth. I felt like a baby being nursed by her, but
what I tasted wasn't milk, but the sweet and lovely saliva of a beautiful woman.
I became even more frenzied, kissing her small mouth, touching her breasts, and forcefully thrusting into her vagina.
I thrust in and out, pumping for more than ten minutes, and then I felt like I was about to ejaculate.
I snapped out of my daze and knew I absolutely couldn't ejaculate inside my sister-in-law, so I tried to pull my penis out. But
she held me tightly, determined to use her genitals to hold every drop of my semen.
After the first time, there was a second, a third. After that, whenever my brother was away on business, my
sister-in-law and I would sleep together, and each time it was passionate. We tried different positions, and in
the final stages of various sexual encounters, she always let me ejaculate inside her.
My sister-in-law's figure became increasingly alluring, and her clothes increasingly sexy. When my brother was with her,
I felt a strange pang of jealousy; I felt like my sister-in-law's body was part of my possession.
I enjoyed secretly watching my brother and her make love, but seeing her being played with to the point of ecstasy by him always made me uncomfortable
.
Sometimes, I would take advantage of my brother's absence while he was showering to be intimate with my sister-in-law, kissing her breasts, even burying my head
in her genitals and inserting my fingers into her vagina, only acting
nonchalant .
Once, I was so impulsive that I pulled my sister-in-law into the bathroom, hurriedly pulled down my pants, and
we made love there.
My brother never noticed; he treated me and my sister-in-law the same as before, laughing and talking. But
every time I spoke to my brother, I felt terrible for him, yet I couldn't resist
the urge .
A week ago, my brother left Hong Kong again. This time, I had waited a full month, so as
soon as he left, I hugged my sister-in-law and kissed her from head to toe. I paid attention to every part of her body, especially her
buttocks; ever since I first touched that area, I've been like a drug addict.
Before we made love, she would automatically offer her buttocks, letting me kiss and lick them.
I finally spoke up and asked, "Does your brother lick your anus every time, just like me?"
My sister-in-law grinned lewdly at me, shook her head, and said, "He doesn't use his mouth; he likes anal sex."
"Anal sex?" I was startled.
My sister-in-law said, "He's gay, he's a homosexual."
"So, he and you..." "
At first, he had anal sex with me. Later, I discovered his secret; he had a close boyfriend in America, so
we stopped having regular sex."
I could hardly believe my sister-in-law's words; I just stared at her blankly.
My sister-in-law continued, "I filed for divorce, but he refused, so I made a condition for him to agree to."
I asked, "What condition?"
My sister-in-law said, "I want other men to satisfy my sexual desires."
I understood; it was all a setup. My brother, my sister-in-law, and I were all part of it; I was just a man for
my sister-in-law to satisfy her desires.
"You guys are going too far! You're all perverted, crazy! You're playing with love, playing with sex, playing with
brothers !"
I shouted.
My sister-in-law said very seriously, "But actually, I really like you."
"Enough, enough! I like you too, but so what? You're my sister-in-law, not my wife."
I hugged her tightly.
"Will you marry me?" she asked.
I nodded vigorously, "Of course I will. Sister-in-law, marry me, and I will love you for life."
After my brother returned to Hong Kong, we held a three-person meeting. The agenda was very simple. It turned out everything was
part of my brother's plan. He deliberately orchestrated my affair with my sister-in-law, handing over a
woman he once loved to his younger brother, and then returning alone to another man.
Everyone has their true love. I love my sister-in-law, and she loves me. As for my brother, he has his own choices.

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