Me and my sister in the rain

Let me first introduce my older sister. She's not my biological sister; more like a cousin. She's the youngest of my mother's siblings and the only girl among us cousins. Because she's closer to me in age, she's only close to me and doesn't interact much with the others. My sister is a student at a sports academy; she says she studies aerobics, but I don't know her specific major. As for her figure, it's alright! Don't ask me how I know; when we go out together in the summer, I can always see something. But today's story has nothing to do with that. Two or three years ago, one summer when I was still in university, we both had summer vacation, so we agreed to go running together in the evenings. One evening, we went for a run, and after a few minutes, it started raining, though not too heavily. My sister said, "Ugh, it's so annoying! It started raining after I'd only run a few steps." I said, "What should we do? How about we go home to get an umbrella and then go for a walk again?" My sister said, "Great idea! Let's do that!" So, we went to my house to get an umbrella. When we got to my house, my sister was waiting for me downstairs while I went upstairs to get the umbrella. To avoid getting my shoes wet, I changed out of my sneakers and into slippers. After that, we went to my sister's house to wait for her to get the umbrella. We went into her house together (she lives with her parents and her grandfather; her father is my uncle, and her grandfather is my maternal grandfather). After she got the umbrella, the rain suddenly started to pour. She looked at her worn-out trousers and said, "I'm going to change into a skirt," before running back to her room. A while later, she came out wearing a black short skirt. I said in a disdainful tone, "You're so troublesome~" and then we went downstairs together. (Later I realized it was a good thing she wore a short skirt.) When we reached a brightly lit area, I finally saw what kind of short skirt she was wearing: a black, super short skirt with a cartoon bear on it. So I teased her, "Sis, you're so old and you're still acting young, wearing that cartoon bear skirt, haha~~" (Actually, my sister is less than a year older than me; I was 22 that year, and she was 23.) My sister slapped me hard and explained, "This is what I wore in high school. I just grabbed one because the lights weren't on when I went in, and it's all because you were rushing me outside!" We walked in the rain under an umbrella, and eventually came to an open-air running track. The track's gate was locked with a chain and a large padlock. Seeing this reminded me of when we used to play here when we were little, so I suggested we walk around inside, and my sister agreed. So, I asked my sister to hold the umbrella. I squeezed through the gap between the two doors. After I got through, she handed me her umbrella and then asked me to squeeze through. But she stopped halfway through. I looked at her with a smug look. She glared at me and snapped, "What are you looking at? Come and help me!" So I went over and pulled her over. Finally, we were through! After we got through, my sister looked at her chest and started complaining, "It's all your fault for giving me this bad idea. Now my clothes are all dirty." I retorted, "What does this have to do with me? It's because you're too fat." My sister got angry, "You're the fat one! I have a standard figure, you know?" I replied, "Oh~~" and then said with a wicked grin, "Then it's because your chest is too big. You can't blame me then!" As soon as my sister heard this, she chased after me and started hitting me. Because I was wearing long pants, and it was raining, the pant legs were all stuck to my feet. My sister was wearing a miniskirt, so she caught up with me in just a few steps, grabbed me, and slapped me across the chest with her other hand, saying, "Take this bear paw slap, for joking with me!" Then she kept slapping me more and more enthusiastically. I quickly covered my chest and said, "If you slap me again, I'll slap you the same way." My sister retorted, "My little brother is the best, he would never have the heart to hit his sister." As she spoke, her hand was still busy slapping my chest. At that moment, we were both in a frenzy and didn't think much of it. I said, "You don't believe me, do you?" and slapped her, hitting her chest squarely. My sister stopped immediately, we both froze for a moment, and I quickly pulled my hand back and kept apologizing. But my sister completely ignored my apology and chased after me, hitting me as she did so, yelling, "You little pervert! You even dare to take advantage of your sister! I'll teach you a lesson!" Our outdoor running track has a grandstand with a canopy, so when it's not raining, the area under the grandstand is lit by bright, incandescent bulbs. So I ran towards it. There are stairs to the grandstand, but because my sister was chasing me and it was raining, I ran straight towards it. When I got to the grandstand, I wasn't paying attention and ended up on the side without stairs, so I jumped onto the platform. My sister stopped when she reached the edge of the stands, hesitated for a while before saying, "Little brother, come help me! I'm exhausted, come help me, I won't hit you!" I said, "Don't lie to me. If I come to help you, I'll definitely grab me tightly. I'm not falling for your tricks! Besides, you're a sports student, how can you not even make it up such a short step?" The step wasn't actually that high or low, it was about knee-high (my sister is about 1.6 meters tall). My sister said, "I can't take big steps in this kind of skirt, come help me, I'm soaked." I had been holding the umbrella since we entered the track, and when my sister chased after me, I quickly closed the umbrella and ran forward. By then, the rain was quite heavy, practically a downpour, so my sister's clothes were soaked very quickly! And the short skirt my sister was wearing was a bit tight, the kind that's straight up and down without any lace, and the zipper is on the side. I felt sorry for my sister; she'd been hit, so I figured it was just a joke and it didn't hurt much. So I went over to pull her away. That's when I saw something quite eye-catching: as I pulled her up, she stepped onto the stairs with one foot. Because her legs were spread so wide, her skirt slipped up, revealing her underwear. Because of the incandescent light, I could see the style of her underwear very clearly. She was wearing yellow underwear with many pleats and lace in the front, while the pubic area was just a thin piece of fabric. However, I don't know if it was the lighting or because the underwear was so thin, but through it I could see some sparse pubic hair. After I pulled my sister up, we sat side by side on the bleachers to rest. I couldn't resist teasing her: "Sis, it's yellow!" But my sister didn't even flinch, saying, "So what if you saw it? Just pretend I'm wearing a swimsuit. Besides, you're my brother, it's no big deal if you see it, you've seen plenty before!" I retorted, "So you're saying I'm wearing a swimsuit? Then why are you wearing a top and a skirt over it? Is this how you swim?" I turned to look at my sister. And what I saw next was quite eye-catching: my sister was wearing a black mini-skirt and a white, sheer short-sleeved top. After the downpour, the top had become transparent, and I could clearly see she was wearing a yellow bra that matched her underwear. Just then, my sister turned around to talk to me. She saw me staring intently at her chest, so she slapped me and said, "What are you looking at?" I'd been running around for a while, and now that I was sitting down, I didn't want to move, so I didn't bother to dodge. Then I let out a scream: "Ouch!" My sister's slap landed squarely on my penis. Because I'd just seen so many pleasing things, my penis was already erect and quite hard, so I don't know how much that slap hurt. I clutched my penis, wincing in pain. This time, it was my sister's turn to apologize: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to... Does it hurt a lot?" Tears streamed down my face from the pain, and I forced out a few words through gritted teeth: "This is the most vulnerable part for a guy, you tell me if it hurts!" Then I ignored my sister, and she just sat beside me. After a while, the pain finally subsided, and I got up and went up to the VIP platform. My sister followed me up. I looked at my clothes; they were completely soaked. So I took off my shirt and wrung it out. The grandstand of this track faced the track directly, with a wall behind it and the track on both sides. So only people standing on the track and in the stands could see me; people outside couldn't see anything at all. And since it was just my sister and me here, I didn't have to worry about affecting the city's appearance! I turned around and looked at my sister, shirtless, and found that she was also staring at me. My sister was also soaked; her shirt was practically nonexistent, her yellow bra was clearly visible, and her miniskirt was completely wet, water running down her thighs. She looked incredibly disheveled. At that moment, I said something I still consider lucky: "Sis, you'll catch a cold if you keep this up. You should try to dry your clothes a bit; it's easy to catch a cold like this!" (II)Last time, I mentioned that my sister and I were taking a walk in the rain. When we came to an open-air running track, we got our clothes wet while we were playing around. I turned around and looked at my sister, who was also staring at me. She was also soaked. Her top was practically nonexistent, and her yellow bra was clearly visible. Her miniskirt was also completely wet, with water running down her thighs. She looked incredibly disheveled. Then I said something I still consider lucky: "Sis, you'll catch a cold if you keep this up. You should try to dry your clothes a bit, it's easy to catch a cold like this!" My sister rolled her eyes at me and said, "You little pervert, haven't you seen enough yet?" Only then did I realize that what I said was a bit inappropriate, but I still stubbornly argued, "Hey, what do you mean? I'm worried you'll catch a cold, okay? Whatever, don't take my kindness for granted." Seeing that I was angry, my sister comforted me, "Okay, okay, I know you care about me, little brother. Oh well, it doesn't matter whether I'm wearing it or not, it's uncomfortable to wear it now anyway. Besides, you've already seen it, it's no big deal to show you a little more, you're family, right? There's no one else here, just wear your underwear and think of it as a swimsuit at the pool!" As she spoke, she reached out to undo the waistband of her miniskirt, and I stood there, staring straight at my sister taking off her skirt. My skirt slowly slipped down to my ankles, and my penis slowly rose, becoming even more erect than before. Because I was wearing briefs, my penis felt uncomfortable inside after it got hard, so I unconsciously reached out to adjust its position. My sister noticed me move out of the corner of her eye and looked in my direction, just in time to see my hand fiddling with my penis. Her face flushed instantly, and she continued wringing her skirt, but her gaze never left my crotch. My sister's staring made me a little embarrassed, so I explained, "It's a normal physiological reaction for men. It's uncomfortable inside my underwear when it gets bigger, so I need to adjust its position." My sister didn't say anything. After some effort, I finally managed to wring out most of the water from the skirt. During this process, my gaze lingered on my sister's thighs and pubic area. My sister's skin is quite good; because she practices cheerleading, her skin is very firm and has no excess fat. Her skin tone isn't very fair, but she still looks very beautiful. My sister's underwear was also soaked by the rain, or rather, the rain soaked her black bear-patterned mini-skirt, and the mini-skirt became soaked, which then soaked her underwear. My sister's underwear clung tightly to her genitals; it was already quite thin, and because of the rain, the area closest to her vaginal opening had become transparent. Now, with the bright light, I could clearly see the pubic hair there—dark, though probably not much. Just then, my sister called my name, but I was so engrossed in my gaze that I didn't hear her. She called again, and seeing that I still didn't react and was just standing there in a daze, she walked towards me. As soon as she moved, I snapped out of my reverie. She then realized where I was looking, but she didn't say anything. She prepared to take off her top, glancing at me, probably out of shyness, before turning away to undress. My sister's white, sheer short-sleeved top had a zipper at the back of her neck; you had to unzip it all the way down to her waist and back to take the top off. My sister tried several times but couldn't get the zipper down, so she turned around and said to me, "Little brother, I don't know what's wrong with this zipper, it's stuck, can you help me pull it?" I quickly said, "Okay, I'll do it." I don't know why, normally I would go behind my sister to help her with the zipper, but for some reason, I went straight to her and reached around her neck to pull it. My sister didn't seem to mind, but because I was so close, she instinctively reached her hands under my armpits and onto my shoulders, which brought her even closer. I tried again, but couldn't pull it down either. Because I was trying to pull the zipper from the front, I couldn't see what was happening, so I stretched my head out as far as I could to see the zipper behind her neck. At this point, my sister and I were completely pressed together, her breasts pressed firmly against my chest. My mind was completely focused on the zipper, while my sister was starting to have trouble breathing. Finally, the zipper was working; it had been tangled in her hair. But the thought of having to unzip it and remove the top from the girl clinging to me made my hands tremble. I slowly, bit by bit, pulled the zipper down. When it reached her waist and back, her clothes were loose. I thought she would take them off herself, but she didn't. So I placed my hands on her waist and slowly lifted her top. When I reached her chest, her hands were blocking my way, so I couldn't lift it any higher and had to separate from her. At that moment, my sister snapped out of it, blushing, and quickly pulled my hands away, taking off her clothes herself. When the top reached her hair, she adjusted it to make it easier to remove, and her breasts were now completely exposed. My eyes were only about 30 or 40 centimeters from her chest, so I could clearly see her bra and the exposed skin on her breasts. My sister's breasts weren't big or small, and there was no sign of sagging. Because of the bra's support, a deep cleavage was visible. At that moment, I thought, "If only I could touch them..." No, I didn't want to touch them. I just wanted to put my whole hand on them and gently massage them. My hand would fit perfectly, not too big to hold, but not too small either. While I was still lost in thought, my sister had already taken off her top. She seemed to have recovered from her earlier state. Seeing me staring at her breasts, she tapped my head and laughed, "Still looking? Are they that pretty?" I unconsciously replied, "Pretty, pretty." Then, realizing what I meant, I quickly said, "Tch, nothing special, nothing to see!" Then I secretly observed my sister's expression. To my surprise, she wasn't angry; instead, she smiled at me, which made me a little flustered. Just then, my sister's expression changed. She smiled mischievously and said, "Little brother, that's so unfair! I've stripped down to my underwear, you've seen my whole body, and you're still wearing pants? Take them off quickly, or you'll catch a cold! Only you can see me, but I can't see you, that's not fair!" I said, "Sis, stop it~" My sister continued with a mischievous smile and said, "Oh, don't be shy! We're family, what's wrong with letting me see? When we were little, you even slept in my arms while our parents played mahjong all night! Come on, you helped me take off my clothes, so I'll help you take off your pants, hehe~" As she spoke, she reached out to pull down my pants. I quickly grabbed her hand. Perhaps because I'd just seen something too stimulating, I was still a little excited and my grip was weak. Seeing my sister about to pull down my pants, I quickly stepped back. Because I used too much force, my sister pulled on my pants again, and I lost my balance and fell to the ground with a thud. She fell down with me, and in the process, she successfully pulled down my pants. When she fell, because she was holding onto my pants, she had no hands to brace herself and fell directly onto me. To make matters worse, her mouth landed squarely on mine. Now our position is like this: I'm lying on the ground, legs bent and spread apart, my hands around my sister's waist, my pants already down to my calves. And my sister, her hands have just released my pants, her mouth is kissing mine, and her genitals are being pressed against by my already very erect penis. (III)Last time, I mentioned that my sister and I were both soaked. To avoid catching a cold, we took off each other's clothes, leaving only our underwear. When my sister was trying to pull down my pants, something unexpected happened, and we both fell to the ground. Our current position is like this: I'm lying on the ground, legs bent and spread apart, my arms around my sister's waist, my pants pushed up to my calves; while my sister, having just released my pants, is kissing me on the lips, her genitals pressed against my already erect penis. When I fell, I hit the back of my head, which left me a little dazed. When I came to my senses a second later, I realized that my sister's lips were right next to mine. Just as I was about to push her away, she opened her eyes, and we stared at each other, but neither of us spoke. After a few seconds of this, my sister slowly closed her eyes. I was about to push my sister away again when I clearly felt her mouth move slightly. She then looked up and whispered, "Little brother, close your eyes." I already knew pretty much what she was planning, but I obediently closed my eyes anyway. Then, she pressed her lips to mine again. After our lips met, I felt her tongue slip into my mouth and try to pry open my teeth. I couldn't control myself anymore. I opened my teeth and responded to her tongue's efforts, extending my own tongue to try and touch hers. Soon, our tongues were intertwined in my mouth, swirling and swirling... My hand slowly rested on my sister's bare waist, caressing it gently. I don't know if it was because my sister's tongue had been out for a while or for some other reason, but her tongue slowly retracted into her mouth. My tongue followed immediately, touching her teeth first, then moving further in until it met her tongue again! My tongue continued to swirl around in her mouth, almost greedily sucking on her lips. Soon, my sister felt something pressing against her genitals, so she slowly reached down and touched it. When her hand touched my penis through her underwear, my body trembled slightly. My sister was startled by my reaction and quickly withdrew her hand, looking at my face. Seeing that I didn't react, still with my eyes closed and my tongue still swirling in my mouth, she slowly reached down again and carefully touched my penis. Seeing that I didn't react uncomfortably, she slowly grasped my penis, feeling the warmth emanating from it. After holding it for a while, my sister opened her palm and gently stroked it. At this moment, my hand unconsciously moved down from my sister's waist, touching her panties. Because her panties were wet from the rain, it took a little time to slip my hand inside. Once my hand was fully inside her panties, I gently stroked her buttocks, then slowly changed from stroking to kneading. My sister's buttocks weren't particularly full or perky, but her skin was firm and not saggy at all. Feeling the flesh against flesh against her own buttocks, my sister, not to be outdone, slipped her hand into my panties from the side and grasped my penis, then slowly began to stroke it. While enjoying my sister's ministrations, I continued to slip my hand further inside, slowly stroking below her buttocks, and continuing downwards until I touched her genitals. At this moment, my sister let out a soft moan, then stopped her mouth and hand movements. Seeing my sister stop what she was doing, I knew she was probably waiting for my next move. So I used my hand to part her labia. When my hand touched the tender flesh covered by her labia, my sister couldn't hold back any longer. Her body began to tremble slightly, and she made indistinct sounds. Then she quickly pulled my hand away and sat up abruptly. I opened my eyes and saw my sister sitting on my lap, breathing rapidly, trying to calm her excited heart. I didn't say anything or ask her what was wrong. My sister slowly stood up and saw me looking at her with a slightly disappointed expression. She reached out her hand to me, and I took it. My sister pulled me up. After I stood up, my sister was silent for a while, then said, "Little brother, come with me to rest by the railing of the platform." Then she glanced at my feet and smiled slightly. I only realized now that my sister's slight smile was quite beautiful. I replied, "Okay, sure~" and started to walk over there, but as soon as I lifted my foot, I felt one foot lift up, pulling the other down with it. I was about to fall when my sister quickly caught me. That's when I realized why my sister had smiled so much earlier. It turned out that when she was forcefully pulling off my pants, although she managed to get them off completely, they were still hanging on my ankles. So, when I moved, I tripped over them. At this point, my sister unleashed her wild, unrestrained laughter (the kind of laughter that's completely unconcerned about appearances). I said irritably, "What are you laughing at? It's all your fault, and you still have the nerve to laugh." My sister smiled and apologized, "Okay, okay~ I won't laugh anymore. You'd better take your pants off quickly, or you'll trip over again. I won't help you next time." I nodded, bent down, and took off my pants. After we wrung out our clothes, my sister came over, took my hand, and said, "Come with me to the railing to rest. Hang your clothes there to dry." I picked up my clothes and followed her to the railing of the platform, where we hung them up. Then I glanced at my sister, but she didn't look at me; her eyes were fixed straight ahead, as if she were thinking about something. I didn't ask her, and turned to look outside. It was pitch black outside; I couldn't see anything. This open-air running track was on the same road we had come from, and across the road was a lake with many brightly lit buildings, a stark contrast to our side. We just stared straight ahead, silent. After a while, the rain lessened, and I turned to look at my sister. She turned to look at me too. Neither of us knew what to say, so we both turned back. After a while, without turning my head, I called out to my sister, "Sis~" My sister responded, "What?" I said, "Let's go for a walk in the rain, without umbrellas." My sister quickly agreed, "Okay. Actually, I've wanted to walk in the rain without an umbrella for a while." Then she paused, as if she had thought of something, "No, even though the rain is light now, if we don't use umbrellas, our outer clothes might dry by the time we're done walking, but our underwear will definitely still be soaked. What should we do then?" I thought for a moment and tentatively said, "How about we take off our underwear? Anyway, it's quite private here, and no one else can see." My sister said, "Wouldn't that be like running around naked?" I said, "Didn't you say before that if we were exposed, we could just think of it as swimming in a swimsuit? Now, just think of it as taking a shower at home. I saw online that many places abroad have nudism, and it's said to be good for your health and stuff, anyway, it's beneficial." I thought my sister would hesitate, but she agreed without even thinking, pinched my nose and said: "You little pervert, you want to see my body, don't you? Fine, I'll go crazy with you tonight. Do whatever you want! But I don't want to take my clothes off here. Let's go down and take them off. After we take them off, you can bring our underwear back up and hang it up before we go down, okay?" Of course, I agreed to her request: "Okay!" My sister led me down from the stands. After we got to the track, my sister said shyly, "Take them off!" and turned around to take off her bra. I also bent down to take off my underwear. Because my little brother was a bit hard, it was a little difficult to take them off. While I was taking them off, my eyes were fixed on my sister, watching how she took off her bra and underwear. Unfortunately, because there was no light on the track, I could only see a silhouette. My sister took off her underwear, turned around, clamped her legs tightly together, covered her breasts with her left hand, and handed me her underwear with her right hand. After I took my sister's underwear, she said, "Let's go up quickly!" I replied, "Okay." When we got to the platform and were about to hang up my sister's underwear, I brought it to my nose and smelled it. It smelled of rain and had a faint fragrance, probably perfume. I think very few women really have a natural body odor. After hanging up the clothes, I quickly ran downstairs. When I got down, I saw my sister standing with her back to me, seemingly waiting anxiously. I went up to her and grabbed her hand, saying, "Let's go~" My sister complained, "Why did it take so long? Are all the clothes put away? What if we have nothing to wear?" I said, "They're all put away, they're all put away. Don't worry, sister, it's all fine if you leave it to me. Let's go~" So, I took my sister's hand, and the two of us began our naked walk in the rain... (IV)Last time, I mentioned that after a series of ambiguous actions, my sister and I decided to take a naked walk. After hanging up our clothes, I rushed downstairs and saw my sister standing with her back to me, seemingly waiting anxiously. I went up to her, grabbed her hand, and said, "Let's go!" My sister complained, "Why did it take so long? Are all the clothes put away? What if we're left without anything to wear?" I said, "They're all there! Don't worry, sister! They're fine with me. Let's go!" So, I took my sister's hand, and the two of us began our naked walk in the rain… We started from the platform, walking slowly and awkwardly at first, since it was the first time for both of us to be naked in public. At this point, my sister and I were holding hands tightly, our palms were already sweaty. I didn't know if it was me sweating from nervousness or my sister sweating from nervousness, maybe both of us! The podium was right in the middle of one side of the open-air track. Although we walked slowly, it didn't take long before we reached the large iron gate we had come in through. The gate was made of iron bars, not a single piece of sheet metal, so it was the only place on the entire open-air track where you could see inside from the outside. To ease the tension, I jokingly said to my sister, "Sis, how about we go for a walk?" As I said this, I pretended to pull her towards the gate. My sister was terrified and immediately grabbed my hands, desperately pulling me back from leaving. She whispered, "Are you crazy? We're not wearing any clothes! Don't you know what will happen if someone sees us and takes us to the police station? Are you trying to get us killed?" Actually, I wasn't using much force; I was just pretending to walk away. So when my sister suddenly pulled, she yanked me back. Because of the force, I bumped into her, my arm hitting her firm, exposed breasts. My arm was pressed against her chest. My sister was still afraid I would pull her away, so she held on tightly. Being held like that, I could clearly feel the softness and warmth of her breasts, which felt very comfortable. Seeing my sister holding me so tightly, and us standing in a visible spot outside the open track, I worried that if we stayed like that, we might actually be discovered. I quickly said to my sister, "Sis, if you keep pressing down like that, you'll flatten your breasts. And holding me like that is making me so aroused!" Hearing this, my sister immediately loosened her grip slightly and said, "No! What if I let go and you pull me away again?" Hearing this, I laughed, "Sis, I didn't even use any force, okay? Otherwise, how could you have held me? If I had, you would have been dragged out already!" At this point, my sister finally relaxed a little, thinking about how tightly she had been holding onto her brother... My chest was so intimately pressed against my brother's arm that I blushed and scolded him, "You little pervert! You almost scared me to death!" I retorted, "What pervert? You were the one who wouldn't let go, preventing us from leaving the doorway quickly. Why are you blaming me?" At that moment, a wicked joke popped into my head: "Sis, did you do that on purpose just to stay at the door a little longer so people outside could see you? I didn't know you had that kind of hobby!" My sister raised her hand and pinched my arm hard, whispering, "You're the one with that kind of hobby! I feel bad enough being seen by you, how could I possibly like being seen by others? I'm not that perverted!" I begged for mercy, "Okay! Okay! I know I was wrong! Let go, it hurts!" Seeing that she had pinched me hard, my sister quickly let go. After she let go, I took my sister's left hand in my right hand and continued our walk. After walking a few steps, I said to my sister, "Actually, I don't like being seen by others either." I paused, feeling I hadn't expressed myself clearly, and added, "I mean, I don't like other people seeing your body!" My sister was silent for a moment, then softly uttered two words: "Thank you!" After saying those two words, my sister leaned slightly against me. After that, we walked and chatted, and gradually, the rain stopped. After the rain stopped, the wind started to pick up on the open track. Because of the rain, we were both soaked, and a gust of wind made us feel a little cold. Since I'm a boy, I didn't feel anything, but my sister shivered and said, "It's so cold!" and leaned her whole body against me. Seeing that my sister felt cold, I let go of her left hand and put my arm around her waist. No wonder she has the waist of a cheerleader; there wasn't an ounce of extra fat on her waist, no plumpness, and her skin was firm and smooth. I couldn't help but stroke my sister's waist a few times. My sister didn't notice my actions. After I let go of her left hand, she reached out her left hand to hold my right. I didn't know what she meant; I just assumed she wanted to hold my left hand with her own, so I reached out my left hand. Just as she reached out, because my penis was still erect, it touched my penis directly. So, with my arms around my sister's waist and her holding my left hand, we continued walking around the track. My sister chuckled softly and whispered in my ear, "Wow, it's so big! How can it be so hard?" I replied, "How could it not be hard? I'm holding such a beautiful woman with such a great figure, and she's completely naked. I can't help but get hard! If I didn't get hard, I wouldn't be a man." My sister continued, "I never knew a man's thing could get this big. I never imagined it would stand up so high when it's hard. If you went out wearing pants now, everyone would definitely notice. Hehe!" My sister is so mean; she still can't resist teasing me even at a time like this. At this point, I had a question: "Sis, really? This isn't the first time you've seen a man's 'thing' like this, is it?" My sister replied, "Yeah, it's the first time! I've only ever seen it on the computer before." I laughed, "Oh, I see! Didn't anything happen between you and your boyfriend?" My sister seemed to realize something, reached out her right hand and tapped my head, scolding, "What nonsense are you thinking! What do you take your sister for? No guy other than you has ever seen me in my underwear, and you're saying this about me. Also, that boyfriend you mentioned, we broke up after high school graduation." I asked again, "And you haven't had a new boyfriend since then?" My sister replied, "Yeah, because I want to take the postgraduate entrance exam, and I'm afraid that if I date someone, we'll break up, so I don't plan to date in college." "Oh, I see!" After I finished speaking, we both fell silent again. After a while, my sister leaned against me and said, "Little brother, wouldn't it be great if we weren't siblings but lovers?" I replied, "I think we're more like lovers than siblings right now." "Yes, I feel that way too. Especially now, with you holding me like this, it feels like we're a couple." Seeing my sister's voice getting softer and softer, and her mood becoming a little down, I joked, "It's okay if we can't be lovers! Let's be lovers! Hehe! Are you willing?" After I said that, I thought my sister was going to scold me for being a pervert again, but unexpectedly, my sister thought for a while and said, "Okay! From today onwards, when there are people around, we're siblings; when there's no one around, we're lovers. Little brother, you're the one who suggested this, so don't go back on your word!" She was laughing as she said this. But I was speechless for a moment, completely not knowing what to say! After that, my sister seemed quite happy to let go of my left hand, wrapped both arms around my waist, and her breasts were completely pressed against my body. I said, "Sis, you're tempting me!" My sister laughed, "So what if I'm tempting you? What, you don't want me to tempt you? Then I'll move away!" I quickly said, "No, no. I'll let you tempt me, I like it when you tempt me." My sister reached out and patted my head, saying, "That's more like it, that's my good little brother!" We walked around like that, and when we got to the edge of the stage, I said to my sister, "Sis, I have a request." My sister immediately replied, "What request? We're siblings, don't be so formal. I said, today you can be as crazy as you want, I'll be crazy with you!" I said shyly in a low voice, "Sis, can I touch your breasts?" My sister laughed, "I thought it was some kind of request! No problem! But let's go up to the stage first, I feel uneasy here since we can't see our clothes." I thought about it and agreed. We walked up to the stage arm in arm. Once we reached the stage, we let go of each other. Because of the lighting, I could finally see my sister's naked body clearly. My sister noticed my gaze and quickly covered her breasts and genitals with her hands. Her hair was slightly disheveled, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were fixed on my erect penis. I walked closer, and when my sister saw me move, she suddenly looked up at me, her face flushed—it was so cute!I gently grasped my sister's hand, which was covering her chest, and said, "Sis, you were the one who said you'd let me touch your breasts after we came up." Seeing that she didn't react, I asked worriedly, "Sis! Sis! Are you alright?" My sister responded, "Yeah, it's nothing." Then she slowly lowered her hand from her chest. Still a little worried, I called out, "Sis?" My sister glanced at me, immediately grabbed my hand, and pressed it to her chest, scolding, "Is this what you're doing? I don't mind letting you touch them, why are you so bothered?" Then my sister closed her eyes, leaned against the back wall of the platform, and let my hand knead her breasts. Only then did I truly see my sister's breasts clearly. Without the support of a bra, my sister's breasts didn't seem as large as before, but they were still the kind of size that could be easily grasped with one hand. The contrast between her pale breasts and her slightly brownish skin was striking. Her nipples were a very pale red, with small areolas. The nipples, already hardened from the previous stimulation, were starting to harden. I massaged her breasts for a while, noticing the hardened and enlarged nipples, then gently pinched and rubbed them with my fingers. My sister seemed to be getting a little carried away; her breathing became rapid, and she let out soft, comfortable moans. While pinching her nipples, I asked, "Sister, does it feel good?" My sister kept her eyes closed and didn't answer. I ignored her and continued my hand movements, rubbing, touching, and pinching. Later, feeling unsatisfied, and seeing that my sister wasn't reacting much, I grasped her breasts, bent down, and half-squatted to take her nipple into my mouth. At this, my sister groaned, opened her eyes, glanced at me (probably from the intense stimulation), and then closed her eyes again. I gently sucked on my sister's nipple, then massaged it lightly with my tongue, and after a while, I gently rubbed it with my teeth. As I teased her nipple, her breathing became more rapid, and her moans grew louder and more uncontrollable. Finally, my sister couldn't hold back any longer. She opened her eyes, pulled me up, and then suddenly kissed me on the lips, our tongues swirling together in our mouths. She held me tightly, while my hands roamed over her back, waist, and hips. I could clearly feel her breasts pressing against my chest, and I could feel the burning heat of my erect penis against her abdomen. We kissed like this for almost a minute or two before she pulled away, saying in a daze, "Little brother, I feel...uncomfortable down there...it hurts so much, I want...with you...okay?" But I couldn't think too much about it, nor could I consider any moral or ethical issues. I simply picked her up and placed her on the ground, then spread her legs. When my sister's legs were fully in an M-shape, I finally saw her genitals in their entirety. My sister didn't have much pubic hair (she later told me that because she did cheerleading, it would look bad if her pubic hair was showing when she wore her cheerleading outfit, so she shaved some off, leaving only the middle part), and there was basically no pubic hair around her labia. Her labia looked very clean, and they weren't completely turned inside out like in those pictures online. It was just that her vaginal opening was slightly open because she was aroused. I reached out and gently touched along her labia. After touching them for a while, I put my fingers inside her vagina to play with them. Because I knew that a girl's genitals were very sensitive, I didn't dare to use too much force. My sister couldn't take my touching anymore and started moaning, "Little brother, stop touching me, sister...it hurts so much...come in...quickly, I can't...take it anymore..." Then she grabbed my hand and pulled it out. I immediately withdrew my fingers and pressed my penis against my sister's vulva. Because she was so wet, it slipped when I tried to push it in, and I couldn't get it in the first time. So, my sister grasped my penis and slowly guided the glans into her vagina. I slowly pushed my penis forward, and suddenly my sister frowned. I knew I had reached her hymen, and I stopped because I was afraid it would hurt her. My sister seemed to know that I was worried about her and said, "It's okay, I'll bear it for a bit. Don't stop, keep going!" Hearing this, I continued to push my penis forward, and with a painful groan from my sister, my penis was completely inside her body. Then I stopped and said to my sister, "Sis, rest for a bit, and continue when it doesn't hurt anymore." My sister was really in a lot of pain, so she agreed with a soft "Mmm." After a while, my sister called out to me, "Little brother~~" I knew my sister was ready to start, so I carefully withdrew my penis and then inserted it again, starting with slow thrusting and gradually increasing the speed with my sister's cooperation. My sister's legs were now completely wrapped around my waist, my arms wrapped around her back, holding her tightly. She was also holding me, moaning softly, while I continued to thrust. Her hands scratched and clawed at my back, but I couldn't care less about my back anymore; I was completely immersed in the pleasure of making love with her. The friction of our thrusting stimulated my glans and the walls of her vagina. Suddenly, her body began to tremble, and her back arched involuntarily. Then, I heard a long moan from her; she had orgasmed, and I ejaculated amidst her moans. The semen shot out several times before stopping, and my sister slowly recovered from my ejaculation. We remained in that position, still in the midst of orgasm and ejaculation, looking at each other's faces, breathing heavily. After my breathing calmed down a bit, I said, "Sis, I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated inside." My sister smiled and patted my head contentedly, saying, "It's okay, it's a safe period today, it'll be fine." Then I pulled my penis, which had already ejaculated, out of my sister's body, rested my head on her chest, and lay quietly. My sister also lay quietly, holding me. Ten minutes later, I helped my sister up. By then, the semen I had ejaculated inside her had flowed out of her vagina, mixed with some blood, slowly running down her thighs. I helped my sister to where we hung the clothes to dry. My sister picked up her underwear, wiped the semen off her thighs, and then handed it to me, saying, "Here, this is for you. It got dirty from your semen, so you're responsible for washing it clean." I nodded and took my sister's underwear. My sister said again, "Help me get dressed, I have no strength left." I replied, "Okay, I'll help you get dressed first." Then I fastened her bra, put on her top, then her skirt, and finally, under her watchful gaze, put on my own clothes. At this moment, my sister came over, put her hand on my shoulder, and said, "Help me home, I really have no strength left." So, I helped my sister home. Everyone in her family was asleep. My sister took a quick shower, washed her genitals, and then I helped her to bed. When I got home, I carefully hid my sister's underwear in my trouser pocket. The next day, because it was summer vacation for us, but my family didn't have a summer vacation and all went to work, I washed my sister's underwear early and found an opportunity to return it to her. [The End]

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