A short story about a secret between me and my older sister. Author: Baldhead12

Author: Bald Head Color 12
Word Count: 6246

My name is Chen Dong, I'm from Northeast China, and I'm in my thirties. In these thirty-odd years, I've been with several women
and slept with several women. However, I have a secret in my heart, a secret I've always kept hidden.
I've never told anyone about it, nor have I written anything similar elsewhere. Today, I'll share
this secret with you all.

I have two children; I'm the younger one, and I have an older sister who is three years older than me and is already married.
What I'm going to talk about today is a story from our past. This incident remains vivid in my memory to this day.

That was when I was 19, still in junior high school. My older sister, Chen Juan, was already in
high school and living at school. She would come home once a week and stay for two days and one night. I
looked forward to her coming home, probably because I've always been very attached to her. I would eagerly anticipate Saturday
mornings every week because that's when she would come home… My sister was already quite tall back then, about 165 cm,
just like . She was very fair-skinned, had great skin, and was well-developed with large breasts.
I heard from my classmates that my sister already had a boyfriend at school, but I didn't believe it at all. "I still
love my sister so much, how could she have a boyfriend?" I thought to myself.

Actually, I really didn't want my sister to have a boyfriend because she had always doted on me and spoiled me since I was little.
I had developed a habit of relying on her. Looking back now, I realize that
subconsciously , I considered my sister my woman, though I wasn't aware of it at the time. From the time I was
seventeen or eighteen, I started spying on my older sister. I would watch her wash her hair because I could
see her white breasts and nipples through her neckline. I would also watch her go to the toilet, change her sanitary napkins, change her
bra , and even wash her bottom in a basin at night (I was too young to know what she was washing in the basin, so I just assumed she was
washing her bottom). Of course, I did all of this secretly, and my sister didn't know.

At that time, we lived in a single-story house. The kitchen was right inside the house, and to the east was a separate
bedroom where my parents lived. My sister and I lived in a suite of two bedrooms to the west. I slept
in the one near the door, and my sister slept in the one inside. Whenever my sister wanted to go to her room, she had to pass through
mine, which made it easy for me to spy on her.

Back then, the bungalows didn't have toilets or bathhouses. To wash your hair, you'd boil water,
mix it with cold water, take it back to your room, and wash it on a stool. The first thing my sister did every week when she came home was wash her hair,
which was something I really enjoyed, hehe... Every time my sister washed her hair, I'd diligently boil water, mix it, and
help her hold her clothes... My sister was always happy because even though I was eighteen or nineteen, I could still help her
wash her hair . I'd say, "What's wrong with that? Even if I'm eighty, you'll still be my sister, won't you?" Actually
, I knew the real reason best... My sister's hair was very long, down to her waist, so washing it took
a long time . I'd help her hold her clothes to keep them dry. I'd pull them down a bit; actually
, this angle was perfect—45 degrees from above, which allowed me to
clearly .

My sister washed her hair especially carefully today, so I spent more time beside her than usual.
She had her head down, hands clasped around her head, and I was looking straight down at the beautiful
scenery below her snow-white neck… Ah… I noticed her breasts seemed a little bigger than before, so tempting! Those
two big, white breasts swayed with the movement of her hands through her hair, just like a pair of cow's udders—
so big, so droopy. Because she was bending over, her breasts swayed downwards, it was
simply too alluring.
The cutest thing was those two nipples on her big breasts, like red cherries… There's a saying… “like…” "My drool is practically dripping down..." Dongdong, pull it up a little higher, my clothes are all wet.
"Oh, okay, hurry up and wash them, my arms are getting sore..." I said, but actually
I thinking, "Let it wait a little longer, I'm really enjoying this, hehe." "Okay, almost done, you use one hand to pull
the clothes, and the other hand to scoop water and pour it over my head." "Okay." I said, picked up the ladle, and slowly poured water
over my sister's head. While pouring water, I kept my eyes glued to my sister's chest, "This
swaying is making my head spin," I thought.

"Oops, I've wet the clothes, Dongdong, how did you pour the water? Look at you, you've soaked my clothes,
I can't see anything." "Sorry, sorry, I didn't see." "I really didn't see it, because I
saw big breasts... hahaha," I thought to myself.

After washing my hair and eating, I chatted with my sister and watched TV. Soon it was evening.
After , our family would watch TV together. After a while, I said, "You guys watch, I'm going to sleep
." Actually, I didn't want to go to sleep so early. I had my own plans... I knew my sister
had something she did every week: wash her bottom. Although she washed it in her room, and I
couldn't see her at all, I did something today. This afternoon, when my family wasn't looking, I put a pornographic book
I and two sleeping pills on my sister's bookshelf. I
knew that after washing her bottom, my sister would lie in bed and read for a while before going to sleep, and I put the book on her
bookshelf after careful consideration. First, Mom and Dad... I usually don't go into my sister's room, and even
if I do, I never read (after all, my education level is limited). Even if I do read, I would never choose
my sister 's books, because they can't even understand mine. Second, my sister dotes on me and spoils
me; even when she's angry, she won't tell Mom and Dad. Third, I can gauge my sister's attitude.
If she has a boyfriend and has had sexual experience, then she's not a virgin, and I can then continue my plan
.

Next, my plan began. I had already ground the sleeping pills into powder, and I also prepared...
First, I poured the sleeping pills into the water, shook it, and placed it next to my sister's pillow in a not-so-obvious
place. Then it was just a matter of waiting... Yes, just waiting... I lay on the kang (heated brick bed), tossing and turning, unable to sleep. "Why isn't
my sister coming yet?" I was getting increasingly anxious; time seemed to slow down. Just as I was becoming increasingly impatient, I
heard my sister pouring water. I knew she was about to start washing her bottom. I felt both excited and nervous... I
immediately closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. Since the light was off in my room, my sister couldn't see me even
with my eyes half-closed. I squinted, strained my ears, and observed my sister's every move... After pouring the water, my sister carefully
and slowly pushed open the door to my room, carrying the water, and tiptoed past. I knew she
was afraid of waking me. I saw her go back into her own room, slowly close the door, turn on the light, and then
... I heard the sound of a belt being unbuckled, the sound of clothes being taken off, and then the sound of water… I knew my sister was washing her
bottom . I quietly got up and slowly walked towards her door. I lay on the floor
and peeked through the crack in the door, but the crack was too small to see anything. I was very nervous. I pressed my ear against the door and
kept listening; my heart was pounding. Then, the water stopped. I knew my sister was done. I
quickly turned around, jumped onto the kang (a heated brick bed), and pretended to be asleep again. Just then, my sister's door slowly opened. I saw
her carrying the basin of water for washing her bottom, walking out. She walked to the spot on my pillow, glanced at me, and
I quickly closed my eyes. Actually, I knew she couldn't see me at all; it was probably just her first reaction.

My sister came back after emptying the basin and went back to her room. Now it was time for my scheme: "Will my sister
see the book? What if she doesn't? What if she doesn't see the water? What if she's angry with me?
What if she tells Mom and Dad?" Many possibilities flashed through my mind. Just then, I
heard my sister turning the pages of a book. "I wonder if it's my book?" I wondered. Just as I
was going through all the possible scenarios, I suddenly heard my sister get off the bed. She gently opened the door to her room
and tiptoed towards me.

"What is she going to do?" I asked myself. I saw her stop above my head. She slowly
lowered her head and brought it close to my ear. I heard her breathing, rapid and shallow. I
knew she was suppressing her breath... I saw her put her mouth close to my ear, smelling me,
inhaling deeply, her breath coming in rapid gasps... Slowly, she kissed me, kissing me
from my ears to my eyes, to my nose, and then to my mouth... leaving no spot untouched.

I closed my eyes, continuing to feel my sister's kiss. I really didn't expect any of this to happen. I just
wanted to see my sister's attitude, to see if it was true, as they said, that she had a boyfriend at school. If she did
, I wanted to give her sleeping pills, then go to her room and have some fun with her, maybe even have sex with her.
But all of that was just wishful thinking. I never expected my sister to actually come to my room and kiss me… Whatever, I'll just have to take it one step at a time and see
what my sister is up to. "I thought to myself, my sister probably felt too high up on the ground, so she slowly
climbed onto the kang (heated brick bed). I watched as she slowly unbuttoned my pajamas, one button at a time.
After she finished, she reached for my chest and touched me. She gently flicked my small nipples with her fingers.
I felt an itchy sensation, like being scratched by a cat, but I had to control myself, control myself…"
…I couldn't move… At this moment, my sister also undressed him. The room was dark, but through the moonlight,
I could still see my sister's large breasts. They were very white and alluring… She slowly leaned down
, her hands gently wrapping around my waist, pressing her large breasts tightly against my chest. I felt them. "
So soft, so smooth, so exciting…" My sister lowered her head to my chest again, sucking on my nipple with her
small mouth. I was startled and moved slightly. My movement startled my sister as well
; she froze, not daring to move. I knew I had frightened
her to be dreaming and stretched out my arm… Then I slowly pretended to fall asleep again. After about three minutes,
my sister, making sure I hadn't woken up, slowly kissed my nipples again. This time, I absolutely couldn't move; even if I was
excited, I had to hold back.

My sister kissed both of my nipples with relish. Now, she wasn't satisfied with my
upper body . Her hand slowly reached into my pants… I was wearing pajama pants on the outside and underwear on the inside,
as I've always worn them. So, my penis was already hard, but because of the two layers,
it wasn't . But when my sister slipped her little hand into my crotch, the moment it touched my penis, through
my underwear, she started rubbing and rubbing it… I almost cried out, but in my heart… A voice kept telling
me, "Hold on, don't make a sound. If you make a sound, how will things end?"

My sister felt that touching me like this wasn't very comfortable, so she slowly pulled down my pants. Actually, the back of my pants
was tucked under my buttocks, so it wasn't easy to pull them down. She didn't dare to use too much force.
With great effort , she finally managed to pull my pants down to above my knees. I saw her staring at my
underwear. I think she was surprised to see my crotch, that big bulge.
She grabbed the elastic band of my underwear from both sides of my buttocks and pulled it down. Now I
think my sister was probably too nervous. If she had been a little more careful... She could tell I wasn't really asleep; maybe
she was just blinded by desire. Whether that was true or not, I don't know… The
moment she pulled down my underwear, my penis jumped up in front of her, trembling and throbbing… My sister gently poked it with
a finger, touched it a few times, and in just a few moments, she was captivated by it
. She touched, rubbed, and stroked it, while also kissing my nipples. After kissing my nipples, she suddenly shoved her
breasts into my mouth, her body writhing… She wanted her nipples to
rub against my mouth, and I could clearly feel them slowly hardening… Her breathing became rapid.
It was intense… She pinched her own nipple with her fingers, and her other hand, instead of touching me,
was gripping between her legs… I stared at my sister for about five minutes.
At first, it was a slow, gentle rhythm, but then, suddenly, she covered her mouth with the hand that was pinching her nipple, and her other hand began to tremble rapidly
… Slowly, she stopped moving. My sister caught her breath for a moment, then slowly pulled up my underwear, put on my pants,
and finally buttoned my shirt… She patted the blankets around me, slowly got off the bed, opened her door, and went
inside.

I still remember how I felt then—helpless, excited, nervous, and
frustrated Even now, I can't understand why my sister stopped. Did reason finally
prevail over impulse? This question has always bothered me; perhaps only my sister knows the answer.

My sister went inside, and just as I was feeling helpless and disappointed, I heard her talking to water…
Haha , this moment has finally arrived! I forgot all my frustration and waited anxiously, waiting
for the moment my sister fell asleep, waiting for the moment when she would belong to me… I waited and hoped, and then I saw my sister
turn off the light. I knew she was sleepy, and the sleeping pills were starting to work… Time always seemed to pass so
slowly. I counted the seconds, and it felt like each second was a year. After a while, I heard no
sound from my sister's room, so I tiptoed to open her door and went inside. I was still
a little nervous. I gently nudged my sister a few times. "Sister...sister..." There was no response. I became even more excited. I
closed the door and didn't turn on the light, afraid that my parents would see the light in my room... I climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed). I knew my sister
had taken sleeping pills and wouldn't wake up, so I became bolder.

I unbuttoned my sister's clothes, then helped her up and pulled down her pants and underwear
. I looked at my sister through the moonlight, seeing her naked body lying on the kang. I was incredibly excited,
especially since all the buttons on her clothes were off, but her clothes weren't completely off, and her pants and underwear were pulled down to her knees...
…What man wouldn't be excited by such a scene?

I stripped off all my clothes and lay down on my sister's large breasts, kissing them passionately. I bit, kissed, licked, and pecked at her
breasts … using every bit of oral skill I knew on my sister
's breasts, because they were so beautiful, so soft, so smooth, and so sweet. I greedily
sucked , pecked, and licked… I enjoyed the feeling of my mouth on my sister's breasts,
the sensation of my tongue tracing across her nipples. My sister's nipples were teased by my tongue… I teased her, and she quickly straightened up. I took
her entire nipple into my mouth and sucked on it… Slowly, I kissed my way down, from my sister's lower abdomen
to between her legs, stopping at her pubic area. My dad opened my sister's vagina,
trying to find that lustful little bean—her clitoris. My sister's pubic hair was beautiful, not sparse, but long.
Her clitoris was hidden beneath that lustful pubic hair. I sucked on it, teasing it with my tongue. I slowly spread
my sister's thighs; I wanted that place I had always dreamed of, I spread her legs… I brought my lips closer, and the moment my tongue
touched her labia, a sticky, lustful fluid flowed out. I knew it; while I was pretending to be asleep,
my sister had masturbated beside me. I remembered.

Without thinking too much, my tongue deftly licked up all the fluid that had flowed out… It tasted a little salty,
a little sweet, and a little sour. I don't know how to describe it, but in short, it wasn't bad.
The more I licked, the more fluid my sister produced; the more I licked, the wider her vulva opened. I could even see the clitoris inside
… There was a small hole, like a tiny mouth, opening and closing, its edges glistening.
I sucked on my sister's labia again and again, watching the juices flow out continuously. I couldn't hold back any longer.
I lifted my sister's legs, gripped my penis, and thrust it all the way in. With a "plop," my entire
penis was inside... I was so excited, so thrilled, but I couldn't move too much. I was afraid my sister
would wake up, and also afraid the noise would wake Mom and Dad... I slowly inserted myself into my sister's vagina, the feeling
like floating. My sister's vagina was slippery, probably because she had taken sleeping pills. She had no expression,
no sound, and her vagina wasn't moving. I guess the drugs were too strong. Anyway, I
was the only one thrusting in and out… After a while, my back was covered in sweat, and I was a little tired, so I
sped up… Ahhh… At the crucial moment, I quickly pulled my penis out, and finally,
all the semen soaked into my hands. I even masturbated a few times… I panted,
wiping the semen off my hands. I cleaned myself up first, then pulled up my sister's underwear, put her pants on, and buttoned her clothes
. I checked everything carefully to make sure everything was alright before getting off the kang (heated brick bed). Just as I got off, I suddenly remembered the
bottle of water … I quickly took the water and replaced it with another bottle. Everything was done. I checked everything again, verifying each
step, and finally left, feeling reassured.

The next morning, I remember my sister waking me up. When I opened my eyes, I saw her
face was flushed. I didn't ask anything; I didn't know if she knew anything. In the end, I
slept with her, though I didn't ejaculate inside. I don't know what my sister was thinking; she never mentioned it,
and I never asked again. In short, I don't care if she knows about my last encounter with her, but she knew when she first touched
me, kissed me, and licked me… Although this matter is over, even
now 's feelings for me aren't the kind a sister has for a brother… In short, having such
a sister, and what I did with her, I have no regrets in this life.

When we were both children, we had that kind of relationship. Maybe it was accidental, maybe it was
a coincidence , maybe it was destiny, maybe it was a promise for the next life, maybe… there are no maybes at all… That
's how it is. We were all young, we were all flamboyant, we were all passionate, we were all… We were all
confused , we all admitted our mistakes, we were all resentful, we all had regrets, we all made mistakes… But
so what? At least we were all heroes in our own right! We were willing to be someone's passerby. The writing is very delicate! Very alluring! Just this part:

Children usually start school at age 7, so 7 + 6 = 13 for junior high. How many years have you been stuck in junior high?! You're 19 and still in junior high! It feels like you should be in high school! Your sister should be in university! Or maybe your sister is 19 and you're 16! (Maybe you started school late?? I don't know.)

Regarding the content, it seems there was more development later. It seems your sister's feelings for you go beyond just sibling affection! It's a good thing your sister has already been... you know... with her boyfriend, otherwise your affair with her the next day would definitely have been exposed! When my sister got married, I was also very sad, but I had absolutely no ulterior motives like the original poster's; it was purely familial love.

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