War-torn Africa

In a war-torn part of Africa, two warlords are locked in a struggle for control of a diamond mine. This city, once prosperous because of its diamonds, is now a ghost town—most of its residents have fled to other places as refugees.

Most of the city's houses are dilapidated and riddled with bullet holes, but this building is one of the better-preserved ones. Aside from the heavily guarded soldiers in their bunkers, it seems unremarkable.

However, upon closer inspection, something is amiss. The soldiers here aren't the typical black men of the city; they come in all skin colors, and compared to the somewhat rudimentary equipment of the local soldiers, their gear is complete and appears to be of various origins.

This is the camp of the mercenary group Night Demon, employed by the warlord who currently controls the city. As a world-renowned mercenary company, its employees, like its equipment, come from various countries, mostly former special forces, and the selection process is extremely rigorous.

Looking around the room, it appears to be a warehouse, cluttered with all sorts of supplies. I'd been sitting here for almost half an hour, supposedly for a final assessment of me and two other new recruits.

Speaking of the other two recruits… I glanced at my surroundings. Leaning against the wall to my left was a tall, muscular Black man, his muscles bulging exaggeratedly. He looked exactly like a villainous superstar from American professional wrestling. Was this guy really from the special forces? I doubted it. He looked more like a bodybuilder or wrestler. After all, those excessively large muscles usually make someone lack agility, coordination, and speed—fatal flaws for special forces soldiers.

If that was unusual enough, then the woman sitting seductively at the table on the other side was practically an alien in the mercenary or special forces world: she was a woman who looked to be around twenty years old, perhaps of mixed race, with a subtle hair color between black and blonde and a face that blended Eastern and Western features, or rather, the best traits.

Her appearance was exceptionally feminine among her peers. Her Western-looking face exuded a noble air, while her Eastern features radiated a playful charm. Her eyes, in particular, held a captivating, cat-like gleam that was unforgettable. Her

thick, brown hair was tied in a single ponytail. She wore short black denim shorts and matching leather boots, her shapely legs appearing especially alluring as she sat with them spread apart. Her well-developed breasts, matching her beautiful legs, bulged her shirt, revealing a seductive cleavage with one button undone.

Sitting in this somewhat unladylike posture, she casually browsed her smartphone while fixing her hair and searching for split ends… To put it another way, rather than a soldier, she gave the impression of a fashionable female college student, perhaps even carrying a subtle air of worldliness—a student working part-time in the escort industry? That was probably the feeling.

The woman didn't look up, her attention completely on her phone. The burly man, however, looked at his phone for a while before walking over. "Hey, I say you… I remember you, the one who was on the news, the Chinese guy who won first place in the individual all-around competition at last year's international reconnaissance competition. Shouldn't you still be serving?" Clearly, the man recognized him.

"Something happened, I was demoted," I answered as vaguely as possible, honestly not wanting to recall the reasons.

"Oh, that incident? I've heard about it. You disobeyed orders and killed a terrorist you could have captured alive, right?

You have a grudge against him?" The conversation seemed to pique the woman's interest; she jumped off the table and leaned closer.

"No comment…" I replied in as indifferent a tone as possible, hoping she would back down.

"Tell me, tell me…" Unfortunately, this woman seemed to have no concept of privacy or self-respect, not only continuing to press but also directly leaning in. No, it would be more accurate to say she hugged me.

She pressed her soft, full breasts against one of my arms, looking up at me with an irresistible gaze.

"What...is it to you?" I asked, feigning composure, taking three deep breaths to suppress my primal urge to submit.

"Ugh...you really don't understand?" This only provoked a playful retort. To be honest, the way she looked up at me while speaking was incredibly sexy—clearly accustomed to playing with men, her clothes were rather revealing, and combined with her inherent sexiness, beauty, and alluring voice, she would definitely be a top-tier woman even in the most luxurious club.

"Of course I don't understand. This is my private matter. As for you, I don't think we're very familiar with each other yet. What's with this excessive curiosity?" This deliberate approach and seduction made me instinctively wary. I glanced around again, confirming there was no fourth person, but I couldn't rule out the possibility of surveillance cameras.

"Besides the three of us, there's no one else here. What are you so nervous about?" This reaction seemed to puzzle my strong black friend.

“The company installed surveillance equipment, and she's actually part of the assessment team, testing our vigilance, resistance to female advances, and sense of confidentiality… I can't deny that this might be the case, right?” “That makes sense.” The other person agreed with my explanation.

“What? Why are you suddenly saying this? Are you suffering from a fear of trusting others? Even if your background is noteworthy, I don't think they would add such a boring element to the assessment.” But all I got from that woman was this kind of complaint.

“That would be best…” I sighed emotionlessly, but it seemed to have the desired effect. Was it my deliberately profound demeanor that piqued her interest more? That Barbie doll-like pretty face was already close to mine.

“…Too close, isn’t it?” The overwhelming fragrance was slightly unsettling.

"I deliberately got close to you. You... seem a bit aloof... you always seem a little unapproachable. During all the assessments before, I felt like you were observing everyone." "...Do you have the right to judge others? So, you were already noticing me back then?" "Yes. Handsome, with smooth skin. In terms of masculine charm, you're definitely top-tier among a bunch of soldiers, right? You'd look amazing in women's clothing." "Would... would you?" Touching my face, I imagine my expression must be incredibly awkward. Honestly, many people had said that before, and it seems my appearance was quite popular with my comrades in my previous company, in various ways, but at least in some ways, it's definitely not something to be happy about.

"Of course, you're absolutely stunning... Haven't people around you said that about you?" Her tone became a little excited, and the expression often seen on the face of a female fan meeting a male idol appeared on her face. But to be honest, this didn't make me very happy, because...

"When I was little, my mom always liked to raise me like a girl, and in the end, even my own sister would say things like 'you're like a girl' or 'don't be effeminate' whenever she saw me." Recalling the past, I could only say this with a wry smile and a self-deprecating tone, but she seemed even more interested, moving her face even closer. The distance between us was so close that I could even clearly feel her breath—so close that I could touch her bright red lips at any moment.

"I'm telling you... can you have a little self-respect?" Realizing the inappropriate distance, I turned my head slightly.

"If you don't realize how charming you are, let me tell you?" But her face immediately followed, and the devilish smile in front of me was so tempting that I couldn't help but hold my breath and try to shake my head to maintain my rationality.

"If you're going to play a trick on someone, go find another target..." "Oh, I'm serious, okay? Bored with mercenary life, wanting a handsome boyfriend to get through it all... isn't that normal?" "We only met two days ago, isn't that a bit strange? It's not like it was love at first sight... as long as he's handsome, it's fine, right?" "You mean we should get to know each other first? No problem, I'll tell you." Seemingly unconvinced, she suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck and brought her alluring lips close.

But the next second I pushed her away, "Sorry, I don't need a girlfriend."... "Brother, there's a letter for you." "Oh!" While wandering around the room, I took a letter in a brown envelope from my half-sister, Yi Rou.

Finally here, this must be it... My hands trembled slightly.

"A love letter?" Yi Rou asked half-jokingly, while stealing a glance from beside me.

"Don't look!" If that girl sees the sender's name, she'll definitely be eager to know what the letter says, so I need to confirm the content myself first. I turned my back to Yirou and unfolded the A4-sized white paper.

—Comrade Li Su, regarding the results of the last interview and physical fitness test… "Ah…Oh my god! That's great, I got accepted!" Overly excited, I even started dancing with joy, and Yirou immediately snatched the paper away. She adjusted her glasses and carefully read it from beginning to end.

"What! It's true, I can't believe I got accepted!" "Hey, what are you saying? It was so hard to pass the exam, and I, a lowly soldier, can finally have my day. Can't you be a little happier?" "Oh, how rude of me, great brother, congratulations on your success! Long live you!

" Yirou looked to the side and casually echoed her words, without any sincerity, but I didn't intend to argue with her.

In short, being able to pass the military academy entrance exam in my final year of service was truly amazing. Thinking about how most of my comrades from the same year in my unit were still struggling with whether to become sergeants, volunteers, or simply retire, I felt incredibly lucky. Not only that, but I was admitted to my ideal major: reconnaissance and special operations. Undoubtedly, I was one step closer to my dream and goal. Father, can you see this from heaven?

Thinking of this, I waved my acceptance letter almost obliviously, not noticing the expression on my sister's face as she silently walked into the room.

"That's wonderful! Congratulations, Xiao Su!" To celebrate my acceptance to the military academy, my mother prepared a special dinner, filling the table with all my favorite dishes

. Although I felt a little embarrassed, my mother's care and attention made me feel incredibly happy. "My brother has never had much luck since he was little, I never expected him to actually..." Yi Rou nonchalantly picked up her soup bowl.

"My luck has turned!" Faced with such a sarcastic remark, I decisively snatched her food in retaliation.

"Stop! You military thief!" Yi Rou protested loudly, moving my favorite dishes in front of her. My mother smiled and tried to stop us. Thinking about it, she was right; we were all so old, and still bickering like this was really inappropriate. But, for some reason, even after all these years, it seemed like we'd never get tired of it.

"But, this means Xiaosu, you'll have to leave this city next spring," my mother said, her voice tinged with sadness.

"Your father has to stay in Xinjiang for at least two more years, then it'll just be me and Yirou at home." Because of several serious terrorist attacks, my stepfather, the political commissar of the special forces, had been deployed to Xinjiang with his unit three years ago. Although my mother visited him at least once a month, the family rarely got together. Like today, it was just the three of us celebrating.

"It's just military school, it shouldn't be as strict as in the army. I'll come back as soon as I have a break," I comforted my mother. Looking to the side, I saw Yirou's eyes were downcast, her long eyelashes beneath her glasses seeming to tell a story.

"What's wrong, Yirou? Are you lonely when I'm not home?" I deliberately tugged at the little girl's ponytail, pretending to be the last one there.

"What's wrong!" Yi Rou's face flushed slightly.

"Don't be like that, if you can't bear to part with your brother, just say so! Girls are cuter when they're honest!" I continued to play with my sister's braids.

"...Mind your own business!" Yi Rou shook her head forcefully and pushed my hand away: "Someone who doesn't even have a girlfriend, what right do you have to tell me how girls should act cute?" "Ugh!" I felt a pang of stomach pain, hit where it hurt.

"What language are you speaking? With my charm, I can have girlfriends anywhere if I want."

I could only make up this excuse in embarrassment.

"Then bring one back for us to see!" Ugh...no...is it appropriate to be so blunt? Faced with my sister's additional attack, I could only complain to myself.

"Didn't you say that you can have girlfriends anywhere if you want? Then bring one back for us to see!" No...so I said it, how could I possibly have a girlfriend right away? Yi Rou, why are you staring at me like that?

"So what is it?" Unfortunately, my sister had no idea of the bitterness in her brother's heart.

"Hey! Don't look down on your brother!" "Really?" Why the relentless pursuit? I'm the main character here! But that moment of being speechless was fleeting; Yi Rou immediately reverted to her usual cool girl persona: "I wonder what kind of girlfriend you, this idiot, can get?" And she still wasn't going to give up.

"Wait a minute… Although I'm so handsome and dashing, having so many girls to choose from would take a lot of time and effort." I could only frantically try to find an excuse.

"Hmph!" Yi Rou's face seemed to say, "Fine, how about I give you a month? By the way, Christmas is just around the corner. Before then, dear brother, you absolutely must get a girlfriend!" My sister's relentless pursuit left me with no escape.

"Okay, I understand!" Although I nodded in agreement, my heart was pounding. Why did I end up in this predicament? It wasn't even time for military academy registration yet, and I didn't have to go back to my unit. This month should have been a rare opportunity to enjoy a leisurely life… But as soon as I got back to my room, I started to regret it.

And… could it be that Yi Rou was just trying to set me up, and that's why she was acting so forlorn?

That's it, that must be it. From now on, I'll carefully observe my appearance and then publish me as a feature in their literary society's school magazine. I

've already been set up a few times before. Things like "The Unexpected True Face of an Anti-Terrorist Hero—A Young Soldier's Rebuttal for Not Hiding Pornographic Publications." As a graduate of Yi Rou's school and serving locally, especially after participating in resolving a terrorist attack on the school last year, I'm quite well-known at my alma mater. So even though I wasn't named, many teachers and students immediately recognized me. For a while, I was supposedly the target of ridicule from teachers and students. I really wanted to curse myself for having such a sister.

If I'm written about again the anxiety of a young soldier seeking a lover before Christmas, I'll have no face to go back to my alma mater. Although graduating early seems to be no big deal, I can forget about

attending future class reunions... Oh well, there's no use worrying about that now... "Anyway..." I had to make up my mind: "No matter what, I want to have a girlfriend before Christmas." I kept convincing myself, forcing myself to accept this fact. But... although I boasted to my sister, frankly speaking, I had absolutely no idea whether any girls actually wanted to date me.

I don't have any particularly close girls, but... although I've had girlfriends before, my breakup with my ex ended badly because of Yi Rou. Since then, despite liking women, I haven't been able to commit to a real relationship. And the most unbelievable thing is, once I get used to being single, I completely forget how to interact intimately with girls and how to please them. Simply put, my dating experience is practically zero. Thinking back, my bumpy and seemingly endless love life seems to be more or less related to Yi Rou's involvement. Is this girl deliberately trying to make my life difficult?

"What should I do?" Embarrassed, I scratched my head, realizing that thinking more was pointless. So I decided to change my mood and take a shower.

For the sake of health, in winter, you need to fill the bathroom with steam before showering, so I deliberately walked slowly to the bathroom like an old man, then slowly pushed open the door...

"Ah!!!" The next moment I saw a sight I shouldn't have seen—a completely naked Yi Rou kneeling on the floor. Her hands, covered in shower gel foam, grasped her breasts, her index finger gently touching her nipples… For a moment, I seemed to forget that the woman before me was my sister, staring blankly at her beautiful naked body: the line connecting her breasts to her armpits, her flat stomach, and down below…

“Ugh!” Just as my gaze shifted down, I heard Yi Rou scream. Although her hands covered her breasts, her pink nipples were briefly exposed.

“Yi… Yi Rou!” As I opened my mouth, saliva welled up, and I swallowed it before I could react, completely unable to speak.

“Brother… brother… brother… you…” Tears of shame and anger welled up in Yi Rou’s eyes.

“It’s not like that… it was an accident…” “You big idiot!” “Wow!” As I heard Yi Rou’s angry roar, hot water was poured over my face.

"I'm sorry!" I could only run away with my head in my hands, leaning against the door apologizing to my sister. But Yi Rou didn't answer a word. Just as I was about to leave, feeling lost, a muffled voice came from behind me: "Coward..." After a while, after getting rid of my mother to confirm that Yi Rou had left the bathroom, I returned inside. The room was filled with the scent of shower gel.

Soaking myself in the water, I naturally thought about what had just happened. Although Yi Rou usually said some annoying things, she had unknowingly grown into a very charming woman: her eyes, after taking off her glasses, were clear and beautiful, and her ponytail, draped over her body, made her curves even more sexy... "No, what did I take my sister for?!" I couldn't help but slap myself. Although I said that, my lower body was already reacting. I unconsciously thought of the fleeting glimpse of Yi Rou's private parts again: her full, snow-white thighs pressed together, her slightly protruding triangle, her pubic hair wet with shower gel foam, parted to the left and right, as if you could glimpse a tiny crack.

So, it's been a long time since I last saw a naked woman's private parts.

Although I kept telling myself not to think like that, I couldn't help but leave the hot water and sit on the floor next to the bathtub, my legs slightly apart. Even before my hand touched my penis, it was already hard.

Come to think of it, I just saw Yi Rou's fingers caressing her nipples. If I hadn't opened the door, maybe this girl would be secretly masturbating here, just like me. Closing my eyes, I silently imagined my sister masturbating: Yi Rou constantly twisting her nipples with her fingers. When she couldn't take it anymore, she finally sat down on the floor, her thigh muscles relaxing at the same time. She opened her legs, revealing her private parts, the opening already open, dripping clear nectar from between her pink inner lips—of course, it wasn't ordinary water droplets.

The fingers that had been playing with her nipples moved down to the cleft, then spread it apart. As if she was already used to masturbating, Yi Rou's fingers immediately explored the places that felt good to her. Feeling safe because no one could see her, Yi Rou was already lost in pleasure. Her legs were spread wide, her fingers moving back and forth incessantly, her usually arrogant eyes drooping slightly, and her tightly clenched lips finally parted uncontrollably.

"Ah ah..." Yi Rou moaned softly, the tips of her full breasts hardening, her fingers concentrating on one spot, stimulating her clitoris as if drawing circles. She was close to her limit.

"Does masturbation feel good?" I suddenly barged in, using my fingers to turn Yi Rou's startled and ashamed face towards me.

"You always say I'm a pervert, but you're the real pervert, aren't you? How about this?" "Ah um..." As soon as my fingers entered, the soft flesh inside her honey hole sucked on them, and Yi Rou resisted while tears streamed down her face.

"No... stop, brother..." "It's too late to beg for mercy now!" I grabbed my penis and forced it into Yi Rou's honey hole.

"Stop! Brother, we're siblings!" "Siblings? Why are you still struggling like that?" I ignored her, my penis thrusting directly into my sister's body. Yi Rou cried out in pain. A morally reprehensible pleasure surged through my back, and I thrust even deeper, shaking my sister's body and pumping wildly... "Ugh!" Semen splattered onto the bathroom tiles. Reaching orgasm, I also ended my absurd fantasies. "What am I doing..." Had I become so indiscriminate? I hadn't thought about these things beforehand, and only afterwards did I realize how ridiculous it was. As I soaked in the bathtub with my limp penis, I began to think things through again.

In fact, during my sexual awakening, I had not only imagined having a relationship with Yi Rou that went beyond siblings, but I had even had sexual fantasies about my mother... However, at that time, I knew very well that it was wrong. But today, seeing my sister's naked body in real life, I immediately forgot all reason.

This… this absolutely can't go on. For the sake of my dreams and goals, which I've finally managed to achieve on the right path, I absolutely can't continue doing things like using my sister as a sexual fantasy object. I have to find a girlfriend who can satisfy me both physically and psychologically as soon as possible… Waking up in the middle of the night, I felt something warm and soft beside me. I tried to turn on the bedside lamp with a puzzled look.

“Don’t turn on the light!” A trembling voice startled me, and what made my body tremble along with it was the touch of my other hand: it felt like smooth, soft female skin, like melting cream that could suck your fingers in. My sister’s voice and that touch… could it be that the person curled up next to me is the naked Yi Rou? A dream… it must be a dream… “Wait… don’t turn it on… I… I have some things I want to ask you, brother…” Yi Rou didn’t push away my hand that was stroking her. The trembling was clearly felt in her palm—was she nervous too?

The night wasn’t completely silent; the birdsong and insect chirping outside the window felt so real. This… wasn’t a dream! I snapped back to reality and frantically tried to pull my hand away, but failed. Yi Rou grabbed the back of my hand with both hands and pressed it firmly against her chest. In an instant, the unique, wonderful sensation of a young girl's breasts spread across my palms—firm, soft, and full of elasticity…

“Brother…don’t you want me anymore?” “How…how could this be…” Faced with this somewhat inexplicable question, I didn’t know how to answer.

“Then why go looking for a girlfriend? You’re clearly not popular, wouldn’t it be better to just honestly admit it?” “Hey…that…” That’s too much, isn’t it? I’m still very popular, in a bisexual sense, although it makes me very embarrassed.

“What’s so important about girlfriends? If you don’t have one, you don’t have one. Don’t you have me? Wouldn’t it be better if I were your girlfriend?” “Yi…Yi Rou…” Faced with my sister’s sudden and somewhat inexplicable confession, I was completely at a loss.

"I thought you were going to pounce on me, but instead... How could you be so spineless? Or is it that my body simply doesn't excite you?" "You... what are you saying? We're siblings, Yi Rou!" Faced with my sister's absurd behavior followed by an even more absurd confession, I almost shouted, hoping not only to make her back down but also to suppress the feelings that shouldn't be there in my heart.

"So what? I don't care if we're siblings or not!" But this only provoked an even more extreme reaction from Yi Rou. She suddenly stood up and straddled me, bringing her face close to mine. In the dim moonlight, her delicate skin looked so real and alluring. Yi Rou's face was flushed, and her breath carried the scent of alcohol.

"You... you've been drinking?" I was stunned. Wasn't this girl supposed to be a teetotaler? Why… “That’s not the point!” Yi Rou’s voice was still so agitated. “Why… why… it’s been like this since we were little. You always give me that disgusting look, why won’t you take it any further? Am I really that bad?” “No… it’s not your fault…” I turned my face away, recalling the past. Indeed, I had inappropriate fantasies about my sister since I was little, but I had always been able to stop myself in time. I even complained to myself many times about why I had such lustful thoughts but no courage. But I had to do it this way because… because… “It was so as not to hurt you!” “Brother…” Faced with my almost shouting answer, Yi Rou also fell silent.

"So that I, an unfortunate person, won't tarnish my important sister!" I decided to continue, because the words that had been bottled up inside for so many years could no longer be held back: "I am a person destined for misfortune. I have never seen my father's face, and my mother was taken away by another man. It wasn't until you were born that I realized I could no longer be alone. You are so lovely, so gentle, so important to me. You absolutely cannot fall in love with someone who will be unhappy for the rest of your life!" I felt my eyes were already wet, but my heart was so at peace. I finally said it. Yes, Yirou must be happy, she must!

"Please don't make such a selfish and overstepping decision!" Yirou sat up abruptly. "My future is for me to decide!" Then, she moved between my legs, excitedly pulling down my pants. Facing the erect penis, I could clearly feel her panting and trembling.

“Yi Rou…you…” “I just want to be hurt by you, brother. I just want to be defiled by you. Since you have the desire but not the courage, then I’ll be your courage!” The next moment, I felt my penis completely disappear into a small but warm space—Yi Rou suddenly took it in. In an instant, my mind went blank, but my penis swelled to its limit as if it were about to release its desire completely.

“Ugh…” Yi Rou spat out my penis with some effort. “It’s gotten bigger. I’m so happy. You have desire for me.” “Yi Rou…” Yes, a strong desire, but is it really okay? My reason was still making its last struggle.

“Me too, brother. I’m full of desire. My heart is full of the desire to be possessed by you.” Yi Rou stood up, spread her legs, and stood in front of me, reaching out to turn on the light. At this moment, what I saw in front of me was Yi Rou’s lower body, which I had just met briefly in the bathroom. It was clearer and more alluring than before. The damp pubic hair, the slightly open honey hole, the glistening liquid… Yes, my sister was also full of desire, just like me.

"Yi Rou!" Unable to restrain myself any longer, I grabbed my sister's legs and pinned her to the bed, my lips raining down on her delicate skin: forehead, lips, neck, nipples, navel, vulva, thighs… I continued downwards

, as if making up for all the kisses I'd owed over the years. After kissing her all the way down, I was breathless, and Yi Rou was also panting, but she kept her legs apart, waiting for me. I slipped my hand inside, teasing the slit in her vulva. From the soft membrane that had been peeled back, a tiny pink clitoris popped out. I tentatively teased it gently with the tip of my tongue.

"Eee! Ah… Ahh!" It seemed the stimulation was a bit too intense this time; Yi Rou's waist jerked back, and she sprang up abruptly. The amount of love juice overflowing from her vulva instantly increased significantly.

Then I returned to her upper body, one hand caressing her breasts and nipples, while the other moved between Yi Rou's legs, gently massaging the small mound of flesh near her constantly flowing nectar to relax her stiffness caused by tension.

"Ah! No, no! Ah! Electric shock... I'm being electrocuted! Ah! Ah, ha... I feel... my body feels strange!" Yi Rou's sensitivity was quite high; her body arched backward repeatedly with the varying intensity of my hand movements. Due to my continuous massage, the inside of her thighs became even wetter with more love fluid. Thinking that it was almost enough, I slowly inserted a finger into her vagina.

"Ah! Uh... ah!" After all, she was a virgin; I didn't expect even inserting a finger would be a bit difficult. Then I stopped caressing her, turned around, and straddled her.

“Yi Rou… Brother, I…” “Do you want to put it in?” “Yes.” It seemed I was even more nervous than my sister, which made me laugh at myself.

“Be gentle… I’m a little scared…” Sure enough, Yi Rou was nervous too, which made me relax a lot.

“There’s nothing to be afraid of, the pain is just the beginning.” Although I comforted my sister like that, I didn’t really know how much pain she meant. My hands continued to move, gently spreading Yi Rou’s thighs apart a little. I smeared the fluid seeping from her vagina onto my swollen penis as lubricant, then pressed the glans against the crevice between her thighs.

“Hmm!” I thrust my hips forward, and the rounded glans of my penis slid into Yi Rou’s narrow vagina. Instantly, I felt a strong contraction pressure, and I groaned involuntarily.

“Ouch! It hurts… It hurts!” Stimulated by the pain, Yi Rou’s waist reflexively jerked back, and the glans, which was already more than halfway in, slipped out of her vagina.

"If you dodge, we can't continue!" "But it hurts!" Tears welled in Yi Rou's eyes. Although she looked really pitiful, it was impossible to stop now. On one hand, there was my male physiological need and Yi Rou's determination. On the other hand, if I let Yi Rou leave now, it might cause her a lifelong psychological shadow, or even force her to remain a spinster forever, which was not what I wanted to see.

"Then I'll do it again." "But...but...that...it still hurts...ah!" Before Yi Rou could finish speaking, I had already aimed my penis at her vaginal opening again, and then, with a sudden thrust, the force of the insertion was even stronger. At first, even I couldn't tell how much I had inserted.

"Again!" But there was no time to think about that anymore. At this point, I simply raised Yi Rou's lower body slightly, making the opening of her vagina slightly upward, and then pushed my penis all the way in from above.

"Eee-yah... Ah!" The walls of her honeypot contracted violently as if resisting the intrusion of something, but the stiff penis stubbornly pushed forward.

"Ah! Ah! Ah-woo-woo..." Amidst Yi Rou's trembling and cries, the penis was fully inserted into her narrow honeypot, and our lower bodies were finally completely joined together.

"Hmm... Brother's... all the way in!" "You... you big bad guy, it hurts!" "It's only the beginning!" "Really?" "If you get used to it, it'll feel really good!

" "I can't believe it." Thinking that it would be too cruel to Yi Rou, who had just lost her virginity, if I started thrusting now, I suppressed my urge to thrust freely and maintained this position for a while, while chatting with her to distract her.

"Hmm? Hmm! I can feel brother inside me now! He's still trembling."

"From the walls of Yi Rou's tightly wrapped flesh, I could clearly feel the strong, resilient pulse of her young body. With each pulse, her virgin blood seeped out from where we were joined, a thin trail of blood running down her snow-white inner thighs to her already shapely, high buttocks.

"Are you alright?" Yi Rou nodded somewhat blankly at my question.

"Then I'm going to start moving." "Okay...okay!" So I slowly began a piston-like thrusting motion. Although it should have been easy to slide with the lubrication of her love juice and virgin blood, the tightness of Yi Rou's narrow vagina made even me feel a slight pain as I pushed.

"Ugh! It hurts! Ah...ha..." Yi Rou began to make intermittent, unbearable sounds of pain again. She seemed to be in real pain, which made me feel like I couldn't continue.

"I guess I should stop today. If it hurts this much..." I tried to pull my penis out.

"Don't pull it out!" "Yi Rou hugged me tightly, "It...it doesn't hurt anymore..." Her eyes were still glistening with tears, but her face showed a happy expression.

"Really? Really?" "Yes, although there's still some dull pain, the real pain only lasted for a moment when it was inserted, and now it doesn't hurt so much. Although it's not exactly comfortable, at least there's no feeling of disgust..." "You can actually say that." "Idiot! Idiot!" I smiled when Yi Rou arrogantly glanced away, because the little sister in front of me was so familiar, just like when we were little. She was clearly cute and gentle at heart, but always so strong on the surface. "That

's great, Yi Rou, just like usual..." "Hmph, I am who I am!" "When you suddenly became a bit deep these past two years, it really startled me." "I gently poked my sister's nose with my finger while slowly moving my penis in and out.

"No, no... As expected, it still... hurts a little..." Yi Rou's face contorted. Although the pain had subsided somewhat, she still cried out in pain every time I moved my penis in and out. Despite this, her vagina was still tightly clenched, a mixture of sweetness and pain, her red face displaying a complex expression.

"Should we stop for now?" Although I didn't want to stop at all, seeing my sister's expression made me waver.

"Don't stop! Ugh, ah, ah, ah... no, as expected, I still don't want to!" "Can we continue...?" The conflicting demands left me bewildered.

"Hmm, hmm... ah, I hate it, inside... inside..." "What's inside?" "Is everything alright? This girl... I don't know if she wants to say she feels good or bad. Her expression is like someone tasting a sweet cake but finding it bitter. Obviously, she's also overwhelmed by the intense stimulation and doesn't know how to cope.

"N-no, I don't know... Hmm! Ah, hmm, inside, inside, so full!" "Looks like you still want to continue, right? It's contracted like this." "N-no... I don't know! This kind of thing..." Every time the penis is thrust in and out, the vaginal walls with small fleshy protrusions tighten and loosen repeatedly.

"Ugh, Yi Rou's inside, it's become so slippery and sticky..." Although it's hot and sticky, it doesn't feel very soft. Instead, it's tight and narrow, and there's a slightly hard feeling in a certain place. He felt nothing but surprise at this complex sensation inside the girl's body, and gradually, he couldn't bear it anymore, unconsciously speeding up.

"Ah... No, no! Inside, inside!! Ah, so intense, so intense!" Suddenly, the head of my penis touched the cervix, and the vaginal walls tightened instantly. Yi Rou's body began to tremble violently, and a large amount of cervical mucus overflowed, soaking the head of my penis. It seemed she had reached orgasm; the sticky fluid washed over my penis, making my body even hotter.

"Ah, ya ah, ah ah ah!! Ah ah ah ah ah!" "As my thrusting became faster and faster, Yi Rou's expression changed noticeably. She looked as if she were melting from pleasure, tilting her head back and suddenly lifting her hips. Then, as if pleading for deeper penetration, she lasciviously twisted her waist.

Using her toes and the back of her head as a fulcrum, she arched her back, her fingers pointing diagonally upwards at her rounded nipples. Then, after raising her buttocks to their limit, she quickly dropped them onto the carpet.

'Ah, so good, so good, so good,' Yi Rou moaned sweetly, her head arching and swaying. It seemed the pain of losing her virginity had vanished; the movements of her vaginal walls became more intense, and the speed of her hip movements increased.

'Wow! Ha!' Yi Rou's appearance…so lascivious…my sister, who always seemed like a little devil, actually harbored such a lewd expression. Therefore, I became even more excited, holding her knees with both wrists and violently rocking my hips back and forth.

'Ahhh, so, so good!'" "...Ah, brother," Yi Rou moaned softly, feeling the glans of my penis sliding in and out of her vaginal walls. Amidst her cries, I thrust my hips with a force that seemed to tear away the walls of her vagina. When the glans reached her cervix, her body swayed violently, intense pleasure echoing in her brain like electric shocks.

"Ah, ha, Yi Rou, Yi Rou!" "Brother...ah, so, so good!" "As I stirred deeper and deeper, I lowered Yi Rou's lower body even further, maintaining a bent position where her knees seemed to touch her breasts. I lifted my hips and thrust my penis in and out from above. The movements became faster and faster, and soon, a second gush of lewd fluid erupted from my sister's uterus.

"No, it's...it's...no...ahhhhh...it's coming again, I can't take it...this feeling..." Yi Rou sobbed, overwhelmed by the orgasm.

"Just a little longer, brother is almost there too...don't worry...I'll cum outside..." I could clearly feel my sister's honey hole tightening violently once more, and I knew I couldn't hold on much longer. As a tingling sensation drew closer, my hip movements unconsciously became faster and faster, and the sounds of our lower bodies colliding became increasingly intense.

"Don't pull out! Cum, cum inside!" "Huh?" "My sister's request confused me—is it really okay? Ejaculating inside, isn't that inappropriate?... While it's true that sex without a condom is very pleasurable, is ejaculating inside her uterus okay? After all, Yi Rou is still a student; what if she gets pregnant...? The desire to pour semen deep into this warm body, and the feeling of cherishing my sister, were fiercely battling in my mind.

'I want it, I want it, brother!' Yi Rou suddenly trembled. Her vagina throbbed violently, as if pulling my penis deeper.

'Give me your semen!' As she said this, Yi Rou placed her hands behind my back and wrapped her legs around me, then jumped up in one go—so that even if I wanted to pull away, I couldn't.

'Today... is a... safe day!'" "She spoke with a desperate tone.

'Safe day' and all that... It's strange that she can calmly calculate dates in this state. But I no longer have the energy to think about whether it's true or not—cervical mucus gushed out, urging me to hurry up and give her semen.

The depths of my waist were boiling like lava; I couldn't hold back any longer. I pulled my penis out as far as I could, and then thrust it in again with all my might. At this moment, I finally reached my limit.

'Ha!' Semen gushed out along with desire, releasing all the pent-up energy in one go. The sensations up and down became strange; my body felt like it was floating lightly. I was intoxicated by this comfortable feeling—my penis violently spewed out semen, while my sister's vagina curled around it and tightened its grip.

'Ahhhhhh, so good! So amazing, so good!' Yi Rou made sounds in her throat while her body trembled violently, enduring the impact of the semen with the body of a newly transformed girl."

“Brother, brother…” She hugged me tightly: “Brother, I love you!”… Yes, I don’t need a girlfriend, I already have a sister. Ignoring the woman’s entanglement, I walked in another direction, and just then, the door in front of me opened.

“Come here, all three of you, prepare to undergo the final test.”… I entered the place where the final assessment would take place. It was a large hall like a gymnasium. Several people stood on a prominent platform; I remembered them as the core figures of the military. They were surrounded by members of the military, some standing and some sitting.

In the open space at the back of the center, five people were kneeling, bound. Three of them were black, all wearing military uniforms with distinctive local tribal characteristics. They were probably prisoners of war. One was a tall European with a full beard; the other had an Asian face and was relatively short. These two were probably mercenaries serving the other side.

This is the tragedy of soldiers in places where national laws don’t apply. Once prisoners of war, they are at the mercy of everyone, with no human rights whatsoever. As for mercenaries, if they choose the wrong side, they may very well suffer the same fate.

Scattered on the ground in front of the five prisoners were various weapons: several daggers and machetes, and two rifles with bayonets but no magazines.

Seriously… what kind of setup is this? A test of courage to kill? If the world-renowned Black Hawk Security Company's final test for its new recruits is this unoriginal, it's incredibly disappointing for someone like me who chose him from four companies. I simply leaned against a pillar and coldly observed everything.

My two companions seemed to share similar thoughts; the burly black man tilted his head, looking at the prisoners, and shrugged, indicating boredom. The woman was more direct, looking at the high-ranking core members of the company with a mocking gaze.

However, everyone around seemed used to such reactions, and no one said anything. A short while later, a man with a face and body as angular as a stone sculpture stepped forward. His messy brown-yellow hair was tied back with a headband, a horrifying scar near his right eye, and a classic pirate captain-style eyepatch over his left eye.

“A man’s life is only once; once it’s gone, it’s all over.” His voice, like his physique and appearance, was awe-inspiring. “Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. Use any of the weapons on the ground. If any of you can beat any one of these three unarmed guys, I’ll let him go immediately.” Clearly, those three unarmed guys referred to the three of us who had just entered.

With a wave of his hand, several men came forward and cut the ropes binding the prisoners. Five men immediately grabbed weapons.

So that’s how it is; it’s not bad after all. Intrigued, I moved my back away from the pillar. The burly black man was clearly excited as well, his clenched hands cracking.

“Wait a minute, you two are so ungentlemanly. Shouldn’t it be ladies first?” But the woman immediately stepped between us and the prisoners. I exchanged a glance with the burly man, nodded in understanding, and both stood still.

The woman approached the five prisoners with a seductive gait, her confident stride resembling that of a runway model. Her feet clattered on the floor, and I then noticed she was wearing high heels!

Her face, a half-smile masking no murderous intent, held a chilling glint in her eyes. Seemingly intimidated, the prisoners involuntarily retreated.

"What's wrong, five grown men? What are you afraid of? I'm not going to eat you," the woman laughed, spreading her arms wide, deliberately feigning complete vulnerability.

"Ah!" The one in the lead, a Black tribal soldier, seemed determined to fight to the death. His brow furrowed, and he gripped his bayonet-equipped rifle, thrusting forward with deadly force.

The woman dodged with a subtle movement, then thrust again, the same thing, a third, a fourth… without fail. The surrounding onlookers gasped and whistled—they were all seasoned veterans, fully aware of what was happening. At this distance, dodging such an assassination attempt wouldn't be difficult with focused attention. However, the woman's dodging movements were peculiar. No matter how fast the thrust was, she always made only the slightest dodge, sometimes merely slightly lowering one shoulder. Each time, it was a hair's breadth away; it seemed like she had hit the target, yet she remained completely unharmed. No wonder there were so many exclamations of amazement. Even I wouldn't dare use such a subtle dodging technique repeatedly; it's practically walking a tightrope. But she seemed to be enjoying it, her smile growing ever wider.

After a few minutes, her face was beaming with joy, while the poor black soldier opposite her was almost out of breath.

"Ah!" Summoning his remaining strength, the black soldier shouted and thrust again, but in the instant he made his move, the woman vanished. The speed at which she disappeared was evident in the stunned expression frozen on his face.

The next moment, a sexy, fair leg wrapped around his neck. The woman, like a pole dancer, circled his shoulder, landing gracefully in just over two seconds. But everyone knew the outcome was decided, life or death, because a very clear cracking sound of bones breaking could be heard.

Sure enough, a second later, the black soldier's neck lolled to one side, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

The whistles grew louder, mixed with applause. The woman turned around, lifting her non-existent, airy skirt to bow repeatedly to the audience.

But the atmosphere immediately tensed. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Asian man among the prisoners closed in behind her, raised two daggers, and leaped down to stab. No one warned her, because in the world of mercenaries, those who died from overconfidence only had themselves to blame.

With a muffled thud, the woman's leg kicked high into her head, over her shoulder, the toe of her high heel striking the attacker's head, sending him flying. That kick probably wouldn't be fatal, but it was enough to leave him stunned for a while.

Almost simultaneously, the remaining three men charged in, weapons in hand. They had realized that a one-on-one belly fight was tantamount to suicide; a group attack might offer a fighting chance.

Since the other side was attacking together, we didn't need to wait in line, right? Thinking this, I rushed forward, only to be beaten to the punch by the big guy. His speed far exceeded my expectations.

He grabbed the knife-wielding hand of the leading opponent with his right hand, using immense force to dislodge the knife. His left arm swept across, blocking me behind him, the meaning clear: it was his turn to perform. So I wisely stepped aside.

In the short time I took those two steps, the big guy had already thrown his opponent—yes, not just flung, but the visual effect of being thrown. The flying figure crashed into the last European running at the back, knocking him down.

Next, he grabbed the rifle from the last opponent, snapped it in two, and then, to the opponent's astonishment, lifted him high above his head and slammed him against his knee.

A scream drowned out the sound of bones breaking, and blood splattered everywhere—the man's broken spine had pierced his abdomen and was exposed.

I rushed forward, grabbed the head of the black soldier I had thrown earlier, and amidst his screams came the cracking sound of bones breaking. With my other hand, I punched him in the temple, and the black soldier instantly flew into a pile of ginseng, motionless.

"I said, haven't you had enough fun?" Seeing that the big guy was getting into a killing spree, I quickly spoke up, afraid that if I was too late, he would kill the other two as well.

"Okay, then you come." Fortunately, he seemed to be still quite lucid, and gestured for me to step aside.

While we were talking, the Asian man who had been kicked down by the woman also stood up. Although his face still showed pain, he seemed to be able to move. I walked straight between him and the European man, half-turning to face both of them.

The audience gasped again. Indeed, common sense dictates that for someone being surrounded to keep all their opponents out of their sight is no different from suicide. However, as the stepfather said, common sense shouldn't apply to special forces soldiers.

Both men froze for a moment, then charged forward simultaneously, their daggers thrusting almost at the same time. Although I couldn't see them from my perspective, the air turbulence and ground tremors they created clearly revealed their positions and movements.

Two flashes of cold light were already upon me. With a swift twist of my body, I dodged the attack while grabbing both attackers' arms. Using their own momentum, I slightly deflected the force, and the cold light flashed past my eyes. Then, their blades plunged into each other's throats.

Applause erupted around us, and the man with the belly stood up again. "Prepare the banquet!" His booming voice announced that we had all passed the test.

The banquet was a buffet, very casual, but I felt somewhat uncomfortable. Years of military life made it difficult for me to adapt to ordinary life, even such a casual banquet. This was also the reason I decided to become a mercenary.

"Hey, Chinese kid, your skills are impressive. My name is Clark Murphy." The burly black man from before came over to greet me.

"Your strength is equally eye-opening. Li Su." I politely returned the greeting.

"Are you two both gay? You're ignoring a beautiful woman like me and asking the other person's name instead." The woman who was giving me a headache also came over. Thank goodness she'd given up.

"So, may I ask your name, Miss?" the big guy asked with a smile.

"Su, Katarina. Su, I'm mixed race; my father is Chinese, just like you." But she clearly wasn't going to pay attention to the big guy and went straight for me, which made my head ache again.

"Then I won't bother you anymore." The big guy, realizing what was going on, quickly left. He seemed to be the type who wasn't good at dealing with women either. But was it really okay to betray your teammate like that?

"Don't ignore me! And what do you mean by saying you don't need a girlfriend? Do your family know you're gay?

" Katarina complained sarcastically, clearly dissatisfied with my attitude.

Family? I paused for a moment. It seemed like someone in my family had actually urged me to find a girlfriend, although it seemed like a misunderstanding, but it turned out to be an unexpected bonus…

"You brat, I'm back!" During my first vacation after starting military school, I couldn't wait to return home. My good sister and my little girlfriend were waiting for me there.

"Ah? Welcome back, brother. You rest for a bit, I'll... Hey? Don't be so hasty! You big pervert!

" My sister protested loudly as I suddenly pulled her into my arms, but she couldn't stop me from burying my face in her chest.

Her increasingly full breasts swayed before my eyes, and in that instant, my mind, which had been celibate for months, was filled with images of her alluring naked body. All the blood in my body rushed to my lower body, and I suddenly pounced on her, knocking her down onto the sofa.

"Hey? Brother? I told you not to be so hasty! I need to prepare dinner. Don't do it here, what if Mom comes back suddenly?" "Hehe... But I can't control my longing for you anymore, you can't refuse!" Yes, my body was completely driven by desire; there was no way I could stop myself from having sex with my lovely sister.

"Huh? Is that so? No way!" I ignored Yi Rou's words and directly pulled open her pajamas. Because she was at home and seemed to have just showered, she wasn't wearing a bra, and her breasts, which had grown even more since the last time we met, immediately sprang out.

"Wait...wait a minute, brother! Can you spare me for now?" My sister's breasts, which were almost too big to be fully grasped in one hand, were now being kneaded incessantly in my hands. They had indeed gotten bigger, and they still felt so good. When my fingertips dug into that delicate softness, as if they were about to sink in, my palm felt a tension rebounding from the nipples.

"Hmm...ah...ha...no...today..." As I continued to knead them, my sister's two cute nipples began to stand up.

"You're starting to feel it, aren't you?" I asked, biting her ear.

"No...that's not how it is! I said no...help me..." "Is that so? How about this way?" Completely ignoring my sister's protests, I unbuttoned her pajama bottoms again, slipped a hand inside, and inserted a finger into her honey hole. "Gurgle!" My finger sank into a warm and smooth sensation.

"Ah! Wait...wait a minute! Brother! Ahh..." The inserted finger began to gently rub back and forth.

"Ah! Ah...ah...ah..." The finger pulled out of her honey hole was completely covered by a transparent mucus. "So what is this?" Due to its stickiness, long strands were pulled out. I held my finger in front of my sister's eyes.

"Silly brother, if you stimulate me like this...anyone would react!" Yi Rou, with her face turned to the side, began to shed tears from the corners of her eyes. "Brother, you're too much. I said it wasn't allowed today..." she complained aggrievedly.

"Please, brother finally comes back, how can we not have a good time tonight?" "There's no such thing as..." "There's no such thing as 'this' or 'that'!" I half-forcefully pulled off my sister's pajama bottoms, leaving her in only a thin pair of underwear.

"No! It's really not possible today!" Yi Rou screamed, suddenly curling her body up and burying her face in her chest, trying to escape my advances. I looked down at her movements while taking off my own clothes.

"So you mean I should just go in from behind?" "Ugh... It's not entirely impossible today, but... if we wait a little longer and get ready..." Yi Rou seemed to give up, saying dejectedly.

"I have to do it now!" But I didn't want to wait, and half-forcefully sealed her lips with mine.

"Ugh... Ugh... Ah! No way..." Yi Rou twisted her head desperately, trying to escape my advances, so I simply reached down to her buttocks, grabbed her thigh, and turned her hips towards me.

"No...really, brother, can't you wait a little while?" Yi Rou continued to twist her body forcefully, trying to escape my grasp. Come to think of it, she'd had that strange feeling since earlier—her crotch didn't feel that gritty sensation today?

"Huh? You shaved your pubic hair? You slutty little girl!" Hearing me say that, Yi Rou, who had been constantly twisting her body, actually stopped. "Ugh! Mom said it would make my boyfriend more excited..." Yi Rou's ears were as red as ripe tomatoes. Could this be the main reason she'd been so vehemently refusing?

"Ah! Ah^ Ah ha..." Taking advantage of the moment Yi Rou stopped twisting, I inserted my fingers back into her honeypot, maliciously teasing her inner walls with my fingertips. Her already wet secret place, stimulated by my fingers, not only made squelching sounds but also produced more and more love juice. Simultaneously, with the back and forth scratching of my fingertips, Yi Rou's waist trembled slightly.

"Mmm! Ah...no...don't! I hate you..." "What's there to be embarrassed about? Aren't I your boyfriend? I'm really excited right now." Hearing these words, Yi Rou, who had been weakly resisting, suddenly relaxed all her strength. I slipped my hand under her armpit and squeezed her firm, elastic breasts tightly.

"Mmm...ahh..." Yi Rou's arms clamped tightly around my hand, trying to stop me from going any further, which only made her already quite heavy breasts press even closer to my palm. Even so, I didn't give up and continued to move my fingers, wantonly kneading that alluring, womanly softness.

"Hmm... Waaah... No... I can't... I can't take it anymore..." Her voice gradually became tinged with an ambiguous moan, and the arm that had been pressing down on me slowly lost its strength. I removed my hand from my sister's chest and once again sealed her full lips tightly. This time, she didn't resist.

"Hmm... Waaah... Hmm... Hmm..." My fingertips continued their caressing and kneading motions, and more and more love juice continued to gush from Yi Rou's secret place, so much so that it even flowed down my fingers in a watery trail. I took the opportunity to pull the panties covering her slightly bulging little mound to the side, and perhaps because I used too much force, I heard a "hiss!" sound as the thin cotton fabric was torn.

"Ah?!" There was no obstacle now, and I directly aimed my rapidly erect and throbbing penis at the crevice of my sister's honey hole. "Ah?!

No... You can't put it in, you can't put it in like this..." Was she still going to be stubborn after all this? I ignored her and penetrated my sister, who was still desperately curling up, from behind.

"Ugh! Be gentle! You big idiot!" Breaking through the layers of flesh in my sister's vagina, my penis kept thrusting forward. It must have been because I hadn't done it in a long time, because Yi Rou's insides were particularly tight and hot, making me, who was unprepared, feel a little overwhelmed.

"Honestly, why are you in such a hurry? It's not like I'm not going to give it to you. I'm in my fertile period today. At least go buy a condom before you do it..." Yi Rou, who had completely given up, pouted her little mouth in a final protest. Her appearance and voice were so cute that it was irresistible.

But this girl... could I wait to go out and buy a condom? "I'll just buy you some medicine later, really..." At this point, I had no chance to stop. My entire penis was inserted all at once, the glans hitting the soft cervix.

"What...don't you know how to cherish someone's body, huh?...Eh...Haa..." Fortunately, Yi Rou's body seemed to quickly recall those crazy nights three months ago. The fluid inside her vagina increased, and the cries of pain were quickly replaced by moans. Sensing this, I increased the speed of my thrusts accordingly.

"Hmm...Ugh...Idiot! Hmm...Ugh...Big idiot!" It seemed that this girl was still a little angry, but I couldn't care less at this moment. I continued to repeat the movements of my waist, while forcefully inserting my hand under my sister's armpit, groping for her throbbing breasts.

"Ah ah..." In rhythm with the movements of my waist, my palm tightened and loosened, enjoying the pleasure of having my hand filled with soft breasts.

"Ah ah...I hate you...bad man...heavy me..." Yi Rou's body also continued to react with pleasure. In the hand that was grasping her breast, I began to feel the hard nipple rubbing back and forth against my sensitive palm.

"Ah! Ha! Ooh! Ya..." Yi Rou moaned ecstatically, even starting to let out wanton moans. Clearly, under my onslaught, she had forgotten all her dissatisfaction and protests, so my hands left her breasts.

"Ah?!" I grabbed her arms from behind, pulling slightly. "Ah! Ahh!!

" Yi Rou's upper body arched backward under the force. I used the momentum to hold her arms, stabilizing our bodies, and then began to thrust even more forcefully than before.

"Ah! Ah... Ahh... Ah um... Ah ooh!" Each time my penis was about to completely leave Yi Rou's body, I pulled her arms and thrust it in deeply again. I excitedly plunged my penis into the deepest part of her secret place again and again, creating wave after wave of stronger impact.

"Ah... Ha... Brother... Brother..." "Hmm... Hoo... Yi Rou..." The sounds of our bodies colliding were particularly loud in the small living room. Yi Rou's breasts, trembling with excitement and engorgement, bounced rhythmically up and down with our movements, even making soft, thumping sounds.

"Mmm...ah...mmm..." Each time Yi Rou let out a pleasurable moan, my lower body felt a strong contraction, and a sweet, tingling sensation rose up my spine.

"You little brat...brother's going to...come..." "Ah? Ah...ah...no...not inside...inside! Ah...inside...no...no!" Completely ignoring my sister's mumbled protests, I thrust my engorged penis deep into the depths of her full buttocks, releasing myself relentlessly within her tenderest depths. Although Yi Rou desperately twisted her alluring hips, trying to escape, she couldn't break free from my completely dominant strength. Only after the last drop of semen had been injected into my sister's uterus did I relax all my strength. Yi Rou, whom I had released, slumped forward, her body in a side-lying position. I withdrew my penis, and in front of me, the semen that had just been inserted slowly slid down the cleft of my sister's plump buttocks.

"You big idiot! Didn't I tell you not to ejaculate inside?!" Having just regained her mobility, Yi Rou let out a piercing scream, then got up and rushed into the bathroom. I hurriedly followed, but was immediately shut out. From inside came the rapid sound of flushing water, and: "That big idiot, what's going on? Does he think I'm an inflatable doll? He just goes and does whatever he wants, I can't stand it… Oh, right…" Perhaps suddenly remembering something, Yi Rou's voice became cheerful: "If I told him to hurry up and find a girlfriend, wouldn't I be less miserable?"

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