My wife slept with my sister-in-law.

After graduating from university in 2003, I returned to my hometown of Yiyang and became a surgeon at the county hospital. It was there that I met my wife, Chunni. Her mother called her Chunnizi. She graduated from
a nursing school and, after two years of further training
, became a gynecologist. Chunni was very beautiful, standing at 1.65 meters tall and weighing 54 kilograms. Her full breasts, rounded hips, slender waist, and long legs made her appear incredibly graceful and beautiful. Her two fair arms and long, slender fingers made every movement elegant
and charming. Like me, she was a poor girl from a remote mountain village. She was very satisfied with her good job, so we
were able to work and live happily.
But misfortune can strike even the happiest. The year after we got married and had a child, her father died in a car accident, and
three months later, her chronically ill mother passed away from grief. At that time, her younger brother was not yet married, and her younger sister was in high school. All the family's difficulties
suddenly fell on our shoulders. I used my limited savings and borrowed some money from relatives and friends to help her younger brother build a new house and get married, and to help
her younger sister finish high school and find a job in the hospital pharmacy. Two years later, everything returned to our happy life.
When her younger sister (everyone at home calls her Lanni, I call her Lanni) first started working at the hospital, the hospital didn't provide her with a dormitory, and our
housing was very cramped, with only two single-story rooms. The inner room served as both a bedroom and living room, while the outer room was partitioned into a small bedroom and a kitchen. Since the child had
slept alone in the outer bedroom since he was little, he wouldn't sleep with anyone except his mother occasionally.
There was no other way but to let Lanni sleep on the sofa in the inner room.
Two months passed like this, and then summer came. There were many mosquitoes at night. We had mosquito nets on both our beds, but Lanni couldn't use them on the sofa, and she was bitten
terribly at night. Sometimes she would climb onto our bed to sleep. At first, I took the initiative to get down, but later my wife felt bad and said, "Lani is still a child, she's not
an outsider, you don't need to get down." So we squeezed into one bed to sleep.
But I was still young then. Before Lanni came, we would have sex two or three times a day. Since she came, because we slept in the same room,
we did it much less, and each time we only did it when we were really desperate. When we did, we were very careful, afraid of making any noise. Now it's even worse.
In one bed, I have to be careful even to turn over. How can we do it? Fortunately, my wife is very understanding. Whenever she finds Lanni asleep
, she touches my genitals. If I'm hard, she turns to her side with her back to me, letting me penetrate her from behind. Although it's not as satisfying as before, it solves the problem.
Moreover, I find that making love in this environment is particularly interesting and exciting. It's less crazy than before, and more gentle now.
Releasing gives me a more thrilling feeling. My wife agrees and has said many times that she likes this feeling. In fact, she's producing a lot more fluid during sex now than before.
I'm always careful not to use too much force or thrust too vigorously, because even slightly larger movements make noise on the bed and create a lot of splashing sound from her. So,
we mostly try to penetrate deeply and then slowly grind against each other.
Sometimes we inevitably make noise, especially when we're close to climax, we often forget about it and she often unconsciously lets out suppressed moans.
Whenever this happens, I have to pinch her hard. Most of the time she'll control herself, but sometimes she goes too far and loses control. Several times
when I pinch her, instead of being quieter, she reaches over and grabs my buttocks, pulling me forward while thrusting her own hips back until I ejaculate.
At first, we didn't pay attention to whether Lani was actually asleep every time. One day at noon, my wife smiled at me and said mysteriously, "That little girl Lani is probably eavesdropping on us." "What is she eavesdropping on?" My wife took a pair of underwear from the washing machine and showed me the crotch area; I could see a large stain
on it . 　　I chuckled and said, "Isn't this normal?" She laughed and scolded me, saying, "What do you know? What's normal?" I said, "Well, you can only blame yourself . Who told you to be so wild last night?" My wife chuckled again, then sighed, "If you know her, you know. Anyway, we're not kids anymore. I've entered that 'tiger-like' ." Before marriage, my wife was a very traditional and conservative girl. After marriage, she maintained a reserved and dignified image, but she was quite open and proactive in her sex life. Although she didn't have any romantic extramarital affairs or extramarital sex herself, when discussing other women's scandals, she didn't show the deliberate contempt and disgust that other women did. She even showed a bit of admiration and envy. Perhaps this is related to her work in gynecology, because the women in her department... Each of them was more outspoken than the last. 　　In the days that followed, my wife became increasingly disregard for Lani's presence. Aside from loud moans and screams, and frantic thrusting, our sex life wasn't . She wanted me on top of her, and when she wasn't satisfied, she would roll over and press herself against me, rocking back and forth wantonly. We made love more and more often, even more than the two or three times a day we used to have, until one day she told me with a smile that Lani was unhappy with her. 　　I joked, "She probably isn't just bothered by us disturbing her sleep, she's also craving it." My wife laughed and scolded, "Are you thinking about her?" I said , "How could I dare?" "With your guts, you wouldn't dare even if I gave it to you." "I wouldn't dare steal, I wouldn't dare rob, so why wouldn't I dare give it to me?" My wife stared at me for a long time, "You'd better watch out..." I didn't know what she meant by "watch out." Was she warning me? Or...? 　　She wanted me to watch out, but what did "watch out" mean? Not have sex with her? Impossible! Be quieter when we're together? She wouldn't like that! Ignore Lani's scantily clad body? The house is so small! How can I avoid any physical contact with Lani? It's so difficult! When we're together, our arms and legs often rub against each other. Once, my leg was pressed against Lani's leg. Although it was unintentional at first, I realized she wasn't really asleep, and she didn't pull her leg away. As my leg rubbed against hers with my movements, in the dim moonlight streaming through the window, I could see her shoulders and back heaving more and more rapidly. Even though she was turned away from us, I could still feel her rapid breathing and pounding heart. 　　My thoughts were very complicated at that moment; excitement and lewdness took over. I knew what I was doing was despicable, but Lani didn't stop me and seemed to enjoy it. I suddenly did something very lewd. I turned my wife's face towards me and pointed at Lani. My wife noticed Lani's unusual expression and knew she was awake. I then gestured downwards with my mouth, indicating that she should look down. When she saw my leg on top of Lani's, she smiled mischievously and pinched my arm hard. Heh, now she knows how careless I was!

Although my wife knew I had started to do something naughty, she didn't scold me or stop me. This emboldened me, and later,
when I was with my wife, I would intentionally touch Lanni. At first, I always pretended it was unintentional, and I only touched her shoulders, back, arms, and legs. Not only did Lanni never show
any aversion , but my wife didn't object either. Moreover, I found that my wife's reaction was even stronger at these times... as if she got a greater stimulation from it. Once, when she
saw my hand stroking Lanni's waist, she actually hugged me and leaned closer to Lanni, as if she wanted my hand to reach further forward. But I didn't do
that ; instead, I pulled my hand back and focused on making love with her. At this moment, her reaction was very strong; her hips thrust upwards forcefully, and her moans became particularly loud...
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lanni had a three-day holiday, and our family of three went back to her hometown with her. We returned the same day, and Lanni stayed at her home. I thought tonight I could
finally have some fun with her, but my wife's reaction was calmer than usual. I was puzzled and asked her what was wrong. She said that without Lani around
, something seemed to be missing. I asked if it was a lack of excitement, and she said probably. I said, "Are you a pervert?" She calmly replied, "Maybe." I joked, "So
if she gets married and leaves, we won't be able to have sex anymore?"
She said something I never expected: "Then don't let her get married, let her stay here forever." After a while, I stammered,
"You mean... she... she's going to get married, she... she needs a man..." "Aren't you a man? Haven't you already started?" I was stunned!
My wife said something I hadn't anticipated, and I was speechless for a long time. She rolled me down, lay on top of me, and while making love to me gently and passionately
, she drew up a detailed "Lani-recruiting plan" for me.
I. Necessity and Feasibility of Formulating and Implementing the "Release Plan":
1. Given the current conditions and situation, it is difficult to maintain the same harmonious and fulfilling sex life as before.
Achieving harmony and fulfillment without affecting Lani (including her sleep, her psychological feelings, and her physiological reactions) is truly
a difficult balance. The situation of the three of us sleeping in the same bed cannot be changed in the short term. "Reintegration" is a good solution.
2. Based on the observations and tests conducted recently, "reintegration" should not be difficult. First, all three of us are somewhat
unconsciously prepared.
Second, she is accepting of my "touching."
Third, her frequent changes of underwear recently reveal both her sexual desire and the significant mental and physical torment she endures every night
.
3. She is over 18 years old, and her body is fully developed. Legally and physiologically speaking, it's at most a borderline situation.
4. My sexual desire and ability are both very strong, and my wife's sexual desire is also relatively strong, but she finds it difficult to meet my demands for two or three times every night.
II. The general steps of implementing the "plan": Building on the actions already taken recently, I will boldly expand and
explore , seizing opportunities and finding the right entry point to complete the "incorporation" as quickly as possible. My wife's main task is to cooperate tacitly, acting according to the situation, avoiding contact when necessary,
and intervening when needed.
III. The significance of implementing the "plan": It can eliminate all our concerns in our sex life, making our sex life more enjoyable and unrestrained;
it can eliminate all the awkwardness that sleeping in the same bed brings to the three of us; it can make our lives more harmonious and fulfilling; it can eliminate Lani's mental and physical torment,
allowing her to live a happier and more cheerful life; it can reduce my wife's burden in our sex life, giving her more rest time; it can relieve my
sexual anxiety during my wife's menstrual period; and it can give me the greatest mental and physical satisfaction and pleasure.
IV. Potential Dangers and Harms of the "Plan":
1. Lani might disagree, be completely disgusted, or even turn on you, yelling and crying, causing a crisis in your previously peaceful and harmonious life. Based on her behavior recently,
this scenario is unlikely.
2. If Lani becomes pregnant, the affair might be exposed, leading to a public scandal and
a lifetime . My wife is an obstetrician, so this is also unlikely. 3. Outsiders might not know, but I might develop incestuous psychological trauma,
which would have a significant impact on Lani, potentially affecting her lifelong happiness. This is my biggest worry.
I don't know if my wife had already planned this when she told me to "be careful." Haha! Now I understand that many things require caution!
The next day, the afternoon of the Mid-Autumn Festival (August 15th of the lunar calendar), Lani returned. That evening, my wife specially prepared a sumptuous dinner and brought out a bottle of French red wine given to us by a friend
. The family sat in the courtyard, drinking and enjoying the moon. My wife, clearly with ulterior motives, kept urging Lani, who had never drunk alcohol before,
to drink . This French red wine tasted great, but it had a strong aftereffect. In no time, Lani's face was flushed, her eyes sparkling, and
she looked even more radiant and alluring in the bright moonlight.
"Lani is so beautiful!" I exclaimed.
"Really? More beautiful than my sister?" "Of course, at least you're younger than her!" "My sister has mature beauty." "I prefer innocent beauty!" "Really
? No wonder people say immature girls like mature men, and mature men like immature girls. Looks like you're no exception?" "Your brother-in-law
is a mature man, and you're an immature girl. You two just happen to like each other, haha..." my wife joked.
"I admire my brother-in-law," Lani quickly defended herself. "
Admiration is the ultimate form of liking. Looks like you like your brother-in-law even more than I do." "You..." "Hahaha..." We both burst into laughter.
Lani laughed and playfully hit her sister, saying, "So what if I like it!" "Here you go, consider it a Mid-Autumn Festival gift. It's not anything valuable,
hahaha..." "Hahaha..." We laughed heartily together, our laughter filling the cozy courtyard and drifting in the quiet night sky, even making the moon seem
brighter and clearer. Our laughter, under the Mid-Autumn Festival moon, carried hidden meanings. Only my wife and I understood
what
I glanced at my wife with mixed feelings. She smiled mischievously, poured red wine into our glasses, and said to Lani, "A little more.
Look how beautiful you are under the moonlight. Come on, have a drink with my sister, it's a double cup!" I knew what might happen tonight, but suppressing
my , I first clinked glasses with Lani, then deliberately with my wife. Lani looked at our expressions and drank it all in one gulp. After my wife drank, she
poured herself a full glass. He said, "It's been a long time since I've enjoyed drinking like this." He then downed another large glass of wine.
Actually, my wife doesn't usually drink much, but I knew what she wanted to do after drinking so much tonight, so I didn't stop her. In the moonlight, the wind was blowing gently, and
I was still sober… It was another time when we were all huddled together, so I deliberately went to sleep quietly.
Lani didn't usually drink much because there were only a few young women working at the pharmacy, and they never socialized after work. But tonight, under the influence of the wine, she was also
quietly drinking . Perhaps it was the alcohol, but soon my wife started to get excited and began testing my reaction. Actually, my desire had always been strong,
but I was still worried about something I couldn't explain, yet my lower body was swelling uncontrollably. My wife simply climbed on top of me and started moving on her own.
Soon she couldn't help but moan, and her movements became quite vigorous. She seemed to deliberately stretch her legs onto Lani's lower abdomen, and I felt her volcanic moment approaching.
Lani next to me seemed to twist a few times as well; in the moonlight, I could tell she wasn't asleep. A tense, stimulating feeling washed over me, and my volcano erupted.
My wife rolled over to the other side, and I lay between them. Then, her hand reached over my body, seemingly exploring Lani on the other side, but her elbow
was strong. I suddenly realized my wife was mimicking my usual groping movements.
Lani shifted to the side; she really wasn't asleep. My wife also moved closer to her, squeezing me in.
Then, my wife made a bold move that surprised me. She simply lay on top of me and pulled Lani close, we were tightly embraced.
"Lani, I know you haven't been asleep. It's not like it's just been a day or two. I just love having you sleeping next to me," my wife said with a mischievous smile.
"I was asleep, it's all your fault for disturbing me," Lani said, but struggled to break free from my wife's grasp.
"How about this, you can't just listen to my stories, I want to see you with us..." my wife said tentatively.
"You! This is the Mid-Autumn Festival gift you were talking about, right?" Lani said.
"Hehe!" my wife laughed.
At that moment, I felt conflicted, unsure whether I should stop them.
"Sister, don't say I'm taking advantage of you!" Lani said.
"Actually, Lani, without you by my side, it feels like something's missing. I feel like life is more fulfilling with you here," my wife said.
Then she lifted Lani's shirt with one hand, trying to take it off. Lani said, "I'll do it myself." "Little sister, I'll let the mosquitoes bite me for a while
, in case you're not used to it," my wife said, turning over, grabbing a towel blanket, and getting out of bed.
Only Lani and I were left on the bed. I was naked, and my wife had taken the towel blanket away. Moonlight streamed in, and Lani covered her head with her towel blanket.
I heard my wife making noises on the sofa. After hesitating for a moment, I lifted the only towel blanket on the bed...
She was petite and delicate, with fair and smooth skin, her youthful complexion having a transparent, glass-like quality.
Her neck was very beautiful and straight, her delicate skin taut against her body. Her breath was fragrant, her face flushed. Even just looking at the skin on her wrists made me feel
craving.
She lay there, and everything about her body, however mysterious and alluring, was no longer out of reach for me. A long-awaited
, impending sensation of touch surged through my entire being like lightning. Gazing at her exquisite body, I felt dizzy. I
could almost see the outline of her naked body.
I held her upper body tightly, bringing her face close to mine. A woman's uniquely captivating scent instantly melted me. I greedily
caressed her face and neck, stroking her smooth skin with my lips and cheeks.
When my lips touched hers, I felt strange; I felt that licking her lips, nose, long eyelashes, and
green was the most wonderful thing. The sensation of the tongue was different from that of the lips, each with its own unique characteristics. Every part of her face gave me a different feeling.
Her eyes and eyelashes had a slightly prickly feel; when kissing her eyelids and eyelashes, you constantly felt that you were kissing a beautiful girl with big eyes, and when
you kissed her nose, you felt that she was a petite and lovely girl. When our lips met, needless to say, it was amazing, an electric shock. You
could taste the faint saltiness in her mouth, and her ears were soft, with a faint scent of soap behind them. For a moment, I buried my nose
in her straight black hair, inhaling the scent of her roots.
Then, I placed my nose on the skin of her fair neck, alternating between my tongue and lips, feeling her delicate skin. My hands
rubbed back and forth on her smooth arms. Every now and then, I would lift her arm to my lips and kiss it. Kissing her fingers and palms also
felt wonderful. Although her small hands were limp and powerless at that moment, they still seemed to express something. Kissing her fingers gave me
a sense of communication, as if her fingers could speak, or at least I could feel the elasticity of her fingers.
Then, my eyes fell on the two taut little peaks tightly encased in her clothes. My arms had
touched . Impulsively, I picked her up, kissing her cheeks greedily as I removed her outer garment. It was a pink shirt,
the buttons undone. I only needed to gently lift her body and pull the shirt off her arms. I kissed her as I removed the
shirt.
In the moonlight, her arms were smooth as water, her shoulders round and jade-like, instantly reminding me of some ancient figure—Diao Chan? Fei Yan? I had
never faced a girl whose upper body was almost naked before. I was truly excited. From her jade-like arms to her shoulders, and her back and abdomen, everything was smooth,
except for a bandage on her back. Her waist was so slender, her breasts so firm, her neck so long.
I pulled her into my arms from behind, letting her sit on my lap. My hands caressed her stomach, letting her head rest on my shoulder, her hair cascading over me.
Now my hands were stroking her stomach, moving upwards to her breasts, and then sliding down to that thrilling place. My hands slowly moved upwards.
My hand slipped inside her stiff bra. I felt a tingling, numbing sensation beneath her bra. The skin inside was incredibly soft, tender, and supple. Undoubtedly
, touching that area aroused me far more than touching any other part of her body. I slipped my other hand
inside her other bra.
From behind, my hand reached under her sides, grasping her two soft, elastic breasts. At that moment, my hands, brimming with
sensory cells, completely represented my heart; my heart was burning, my hands were almost frantic.
I gently rubbed, kneaded, pinched, and pressed her breasts rhythmically, in circles and ups and downs. I had completely immersed myself in...
I was immersed in a sea of joy, experiencing the endless fun of dolphins playing in the waves.
The feeling of her breast skin could be described as smooth as cream, like jade ointment. The skin here was absolutely different from others, exceptionally tender and smooth. Actually,
this feeling is hard to describe in words; in short, when your hands are interacting with it, your whole body goes weak and you feel a sense of euphoria. Perhaps this is why the ancients
called this place "euphoric breasts." I lingered there for a long time, fully savoring and appreciating its essence.
I moved her bra up one side, revealing a small bun, with a tiny cherry perched on its tip. I carefully observed
this little bun in the moonlight—no! "Bun" is too vulgar; it should be called a beautiful little mountain peak, as "yy" (a derogatory term for women) seems to use.
This name is perfectly fitting for her; her little mountain peak is simply a gift from heaven, a twist of fate. It is truly exquisite, dazzlingly beautiful,
standing proudly there, towering high above the sky. I was astonished to discover how vibrant and full of life those towering breasts were. I felt them beckoning me,
a call of life itself; they seemed to be proclaiming something, vaguely the pride and dignity of womanhood.
Then I revealed the other beautiful breast. I completely removed her bra.
Now, she was only wearing a pair of silk panties as light as mist.
I had never been so excited. Holding those two warm, soft peaks in my hands, I took a deep breath, as if intoxicating lotus blossoms were wafting from them, permeating my very being
. When both my hands touched the tips of those small breasts simultaneously, I felt a powerful shock; I could even hear my own breathing quicken
. Suddenly, an irresistible urge surged within me. I turned her body around, pressing my body against her breasts. I pressed my lips to
hers, kissing her passionately.
I slipped my tongue into her mouth, found her tongue, and sucked it into my own mouth. I held her body tightly, pressing her breasts
against mine. I desperately sucked on her lips and tongue. I could even feel her tongue moving. Slippery, sweet, and
exquisitely beautiful.
The passionate kisses and embraces lasted a long time; my tongue felt numb, and holding her, I felt like I could stay in a blissful trance.
At that moment, the area beneath her thin silk panties attracted me more intensely than ever before. Her silk panties were almost completely transparent.
I stared at that area intently for a while, then reached out. As soon as I gently stroked that area from the outside, my heart skipped a beat.
I stroked it more than once, feeling her most sensitive area through the thin silk panties. I covered it completely with my hand. My middle finger
slipped between her legs, seemingly fitting perfectly into a small crevice below. It felt as if two soft lips, through the thin fabric, gently held my finger;
it was warm, moist, and slippery. My middle finger moved back and forth a few times like a saw, just along the outer wall.
Soon my hand was wet; I didn't know if it was from my own sweat or something else. At the same time, her legs involuntarily tightened
, trapping my hand. I felt my fingers getting increasingly rough as I rubbed.
At this point, what was there to be afraid of? I boldly spread her legs and vigorously rubbed her underwear a few more times, then I put my hand
inside.
I don't know if it was me, her, or both of us, but when my hand entered her
, I felt the earth tremble, my whole body went numb, even my legs went weak.
I just kept touching and kneading, letting time pass by. My right hand moved inside her, while my left hand reached around from behind to grasp her
left breast, gently squeezing it. My lips greedily sucked on her face, her lips, her tongue; and her throat, her shoulder, until I kissed her right breast,
that little red cherry. I experienced her trinity with the burning passion within my heart: I felt I was no longer mortal, but had ascended to immortality,
accompanied by Taibai Jinxing and dancing with Chang'e.
I supported her naked upper body, laying her flat on the bed. Although her nakedness already intoxicated me, I felt it
wasn't enough. I wanted to press on, to reach the top of the pyramid, to make her completely naked! With utmost devotion, I knelt on the ground,
grasping the sides of her panties with both hands, and gently peeled them off. At first, I had to gently lift her buttocks, but when her groin was fully exposed
, her panties were up to her thighs, making them easier to remove.
Little by little, I pulled her silk panties down to her knees, then from her knees to her ankles, finally removing them completely, first one foot, then
the other. Finally, she was completely naked.
I carefully put her underwear away and placed it aside. Then I sat down beside her and carefully examined her from head to toe. At this moment, lying before
me was a completely naked girl.
Dear readers, what would any real man do if he saw such a beautiful woman lying naked before him? At this moment, I
thought : I will never forget the bond between Da Ni (my pet name for Chun Ni) and Er Ni (Lan Ni's nickname). I will always be good to them, sisters. I
rolled onto the bed, pressed myself against Lan Ni, and kissed her entire body.
Just as I was about to enter her, Lan Ni softly said to me, "Brother-in-law, I gave you my first time. You must cherish it and never forget me." I was startled;
she was awake after all. I immediately swore, "Er Ni, don't worry, I will always be good to you. If necessary, I will give my life for yours."
"Brother-in-law, you're so good to me. I love you. Come on. I'll do whatever you want." And so, we completed our first time in the most primal position.
The sheets bore the marks of Lani's virginity, and I held her tightly.
Afterwards, Lani, panting, said to me, "Brother-in-law, I want to be on top of you, like my sister." I said, "Okay, come on." Lani
rolled over and straddled me, and we reached heaven again.
That night, Lani and I, fueled by alcohol and the unique emotions of "VAT," made love eight times.
Lani wrapped her arms around my neck and said, "Brother-in-law, the things between men and women are so wonderful." The next morning at 5 a.m., I got up and saw that Chunni
had already prepared breakfast, waiting for us to get up and eat. I said to her apologetically, "Dani, why are you up so early?" "You and
Erni are having your wedding night, and I'm sleeping on the sofa in the living room. Do you know how I spent the whole night?" Chunni complained.
I quickly added, "Dani, you've been wronged. I'll take good care of you tonight." Chunni smiled and said, "Okay, pick me up from my workplace after work today."
"Okay." I said, "Okay." Just then, Lanni came out rubbing her eyes. She said to Chunni, "Sister, you're so good to me, I don't know how to repay you."
"No need for repayment, we're sisters after all! Let's eat." Lanni turned to me and said, "Brother-in-law, I gave you my first time, you have to
cherish me. You also have to be good to my sister. If you're not good to my sister, I won't allow it. Remember that." I quickly said, "Don't worry, you two, I
will definitely be good to you. I will love you two with my whole life. And I will never have any improper behavior with other women again." Lanni got anxious when she heard this and
yelled at me, "You dare! If you dare to do anything to betray us sisters, I will show you what kind of person I, Lanni, am. I will teach you a lesson you won't forget."
"Erni, don't worry, I won't do that..." Before I could finish speaking, Chunni stopped me and said, "Alright, alright, you two stop talking and hurry up and eat
so you can go to work."
--The End-

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