My Sister's Care (by Wang Fulai)

Author: Wang Fulai
Word Count: 8075

It was the summer I was thirteen, my last summer vacation. Since I would be entering a new middle school as
a student , I didn't have any summer homework, which was the happiest thing for me.

Even happier was that my parents had gone to help build a new house for my grandfather in the countryside,
leaving only my sister and me at home. Naturally, she became my guardian, taking care of me. The story begins here,
a summer without parents or homework.

My sister was four years older than me, already a high school student, and half a head taller than me. I remember I only reached the tip of her nose
. Perhaps because I developed late, I was almost the shortest in my class, and I was also
the last to . Some boys already had dark hair on their penises, while mine was still bald and white. I
wasn't discouraged, because I didn't like dark hair; being bald and white was cleaner. First published on a sex forum.

A few days after my parents left, I played outside until dark one night, running home covered in sweat. I drank some
water and ran to the bathroom to shower. Halfway there, I heard the sound of water coming from inside. My sister beat me to it. When I got to
the bathroom door, just as I expected, the door wasn't closed properly. I
don't know why, but instinctively, I peeked through the crack. I'm sure you've had that instinct too. That was the first
time I saw a woman's body. Glistening water flowed from my sister's shoulders to her waist, then from her pert buttocks
to her thighs—perfect curves. My sister's breasts were round, not very large, like a ball
cut in half, each half resting on her chest, firm and looking very textured. Below her smooth, flat abdomen was
a small tuft of dark hair, stuck together by the water, which then flowed down into the small crevice below.

My sister was completely oblivious to me staring at her naked body outside the door, just as I was unaware that my
pants were bulging with my erection. Afraid of being discovered, I kept my nerves on edge as I left
the bathroom door.

Even as I went to bed that night, my nerves remained tense. I kept the bedside
lamp on, my eyes wide open, watching my sister's naked figure showering right before my eyes. Just as my
drool was about to drip from my lips, the clatter of slippers snapped me out of my reverie.

My sister came to my bedside, bent down, and stroked my head, saying, "Why aren't you asleep yet? The light's still on.
Is our little Ma Qing afraid of the dark?" Right, my name is Ma Qing, and my sister's name is Ma Lan. I licked my
lips, nervously humming in agreement, terrified that my sister would discover my thoughts—I felt guilty. I turned my head away. Through the wide collar of
my sister's robe, I could see her white breasts again. Since she wasn't wearing a bra,
I could see them completely. Her pink nipples looked like strawberry jam dripping from half a papaya—of course,
there's no strawberry jam in a papaya, I was just using a figure of speech. "You're a middle school student already, still afraid of the dark? When will you grow into
a real man ?" she said, pulling back my blanket and lying down on my bed. "I'll stay with you, are
you scared now?"

She then turned off the lamp on my bedside table. My eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness. I saw that
my sister was still awake, looking at me gently with her big eyes. Because she looks like my father, she has
double eyelids, and in the moonlight, her eyes looked even bigger and brighter. The scent of shampoo, and even more irresistible, was
the fragrance emanating from her breath—it smelled so good. I wanted to put my nose right up to her mouth and inhale it all.
At that moment, I felt like my underwear was about to be pierced by my penis, because it was as hard as a rhinoceros horn, exuding
an aura of dominance capable of destroying everything. So, we sat sideways, facing each other, and in the moonlight, I would occasionally
steal glances my sister's cleavage, which was so deep and alluring. Why was I so unable to resist the scent emanating from my sister?
Why did I steal glances at her cleavage? I was clueless; it was simply instinct driving me.

"Go to sleep, I'm here, you're not afraid of anything." She said, turning over to sleep, but in
that instant, her forearm touched my throbbing penis. My body jolted, and so did hers.
She turned to me and whispered, "What's wrong?" I timidly replied, "I don't know. It
only happened when I woke up in the morning and needed to pee, but I don't need to pee now." She deliberately avoided
my gaze, still whispering, "Let me see." She pulled back the covers and removed my
underwear . My penis bounced upwards like a spring, and she recoiled slightly, as if
afraid of the explosive force. She stared intently at my penis, grasping and stroking it.
Her hands were so soft, so comfortable; the sensation spread throughout my body. I could clearly feel
her hands were wet; her palms were sweaty. I believed she was just as nervous as I was.
Just then , my sister gently pulled her hand down, and my slightly long foreskin immediately exposed my glans to
her view. At the same time, I felt an unprecedented electric current flow through my entire body. My abdominal muscles
tensed, and I looked down at my sister. She was completely unaware that I was looking at her. She brought her nose
close to my penis and smelled it. Since I had just showered, there was no unpleasant smell. Just as I was wondering
why my sister was smelling my penis, she opened her small mouth and, like she was eating a lollipop, took my
glans into her mouth. I immediately felt a warm sensation; it felt so good. Today I experienced many
sensations I had never felt before, but this was the best. Watching my penis disappear between my sister's thin lips under the moonlight,
I don't know how to describe my feelings at that moment. My penis went in and out of my sister's mouth,
and as she sucked, I could clearly feel her tongue licking my
glans haphazardly. It felt so good, so good that I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. A few seconds later, I felt a tingling, numb
sensation in my penis, and an urgent urge to urinate. I struggled to squeeze out a few words: "Sister, I need to pee."

Before I could even finish speaking, a stream of something I didn't know came out of my penis,
but I knew it wasn't urine, and it felt a million times better than peeing. My sister didn't
release my penis from her mouth; she kept it inside. I could feel her throat moving, and I knew she had
swallowed that unknown substance. Only when my penis completely stopped twitching did she release it and
lie back down beside me.

"How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?" my sister asked me softly. I said, "It felt really good just now,
but it doesn't seem to be working." My sister hesitated for a moment, then reached out and touched my penis. Just as I said
, it was still standing straight up. My sister's breathing became a little heavy. She hugged me and asked, "Do you want
to kiss your sister's lips?" As she asked me, I smelled the
fragrance coming from my sister's mouth again, and I quickly nodded. Then my sister brought her mouth closer to mine until our lips met.
She gently kissed my lips, which felt thin, soft, warm, and smooth, still carrying her
unique fragrance. I hugged her tightly, feeling her firm breasts pressing against my chest. At that moment,
I felt an unprecedented urge, a strong urge to touch her breasts. I wanted to so badly, but my hands were wrapped around
her back, and my other hand was pinned under her neck, unable to move. Just as I was struggling with this dilemma
, something warm and soft entered my mouth—my sister's tongue. I sucked on it, reveling in
the sensation of her fragrant tongue in my mouth. Our tongues intertwined, and I can guarantee that it was the most
delicious . The most delicious thing in the world was my sister's tongue. After a while, her tongue
withdrew. At this moment, my sister held my penis with one hand, stroking it continuously, while the other hand gripped my
shoulder behind my back. She was moaning softly, her eyes tightly closed. It seemed that she had been just as
intoxicated as I had been. I whispered to my sister, "Sister, can I touch your body?" My sister just hummed in response,
then got up and took off her loose nightgown. My hand, which had been pinned under my sister's neck, was freed. In the moonlight,
my sister 's exquisite figure was like a perfectly crafted work of art. She lay back down beside me
, stroking my head and gently asking, "Where do you want to touch your sister?" I awkwardly squeezed out two words:
"Her breasts." My sister, with her eyes tightly closed, whispered, "Okay." I reached out and
touched soft and warm, just like I had seen before—soft and textured. Her breasts were
so round, and her nipples were erect. I gently flicked her nipples with my fingers, feeling her breathing
become rapid, and hearing her soft moans. I asked, "Sister, does it feel good?" She
moaned softly and hugged my head tightly. My face was pressed against her breasts, and it felt wonderful. I touched
her nipple and sucked on it. Her moans grew louder,
and her breathing became even more rapid. My hands groped haphazardly over her body, touching her round, smooth buttocks. Her
buttocks writhed as I touched them, while her hands continued to grope my body. I pulled away from my sister's
nipple and asked, "Can I touch the pubic hair in your panties?" My sister hummed in agreement and pulled
down her panties. "Go ahead, touch me wherever you want." Hearing her so indulgent words, I got up and pounced
on her, my hands freely caressing her breasts, my mouth sucking on her nipples.
I then slipped one hand between her legs, stroking the slightly raised mound, its fine pubic hair
sparse and soft, like a baby's hair. Inadvertently, I touched the small crevice between her legs. I calmed
my rapid breathing. "Can I touch it here too?" My sister just held my head and didn't... I gently
parted her legs and reached for that mysterious area, only to find it wet and slippery,
the moisture from which had soaked a large patch of her inner thighs. I touched the little crevice between her legs,
and my finger slipped right in. She let out a soft moan, louder than before
, indicating she was enjoying it immensely. I rubbed my finger back and forth between her thighs, her
moans growing louder. Seeing her expression of pleasure, I continued to caress her. Suddenly, she
grabbed my hand, holding it tightly as if afraid it would slip away. Understanding
her desire, I continued rubbing. The flesh inside her crevice was soft and slippery, irresistible.
Suddenly, she squeezed her legs together, pressing my hand down forcefully, her whole body convulsing, curling up
in a deep breath. She said haltingly, "No, stop touching me, I can't take it anymore." I immediately
stopped what I was doing, but didn't pull my hand away. My fingers remained between my sister's legs. After
a while, I felt my sister's body relax and she slowly unwind. Only then did I gently pull
my hand back. I smelled my wet hand; it smelled strange. I sucked on my fingers; it was a little salty,
a taste I had never experienced before, but I didn't dislike it at all; in fact, I liked it a little.

I looked down at my sister, who was limp on the bed. She seemed to have no strength left, completely still.
I asked her, "What's wrong? Did I touch you too hard?" My sister smiled slightly and said,
"It feels so good. You touched me so well. Thank you, Little Ma Qing." Hearing my sister's praise made me feel
as happy as if I had been awarded a red flower by my teacher. Seeing my sister's satisfied smile, I buried my head
under the blanket, searching for the subtle scent I'd just caught in the darkness. I found it between my sister's thighs,
my nose touching the soft pubic hair below, and the mysterious scent became even stronger. I parted
my sister 's thighs and licked the mysterious pubic hair on her thighs. It was salty. My sister's fair thighs were
like the egg white of a salted duck egg, soft, smooth, and a little salty. My sister's body began to writhe under my licking. As she
moved, my mouth slowly moved to the crevice between her legs. Since my fingers had already explored
the mysterious world within her cleft, my tongue easily slipped into that wet crevice. My sister

cried out, "Ah!"—a cry of pure ecstasy and pleasure. She reached out and held my head, but unlike last time, she didn't hold it down tightly as if afraid 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　I
would leave and stop massaging that little crevice. Instead, she
lifted my head, saying, "Don't do that, I can't take it. Let me hug you, my good little brother." 　And so, I was held in my sister's arms again. We kissed, our tongues intertwined, our mouths sucking on each other, making soft sucking sounds. My sister's hands began to caress my penis again. It was as hard as before, still erect, as if waiting for a long-awaited...

It deserves a feast, hard and justified. My penis felt incredibly good being touched by my sister; it felt
even harder, like it was about to explode. "Sister, my penis is so swollen and uncomfortable, what should I do?
Should I suck it like before?" I whispered in my sister's ear. "When you touched me
down there , did you feel a little hole?" I hesitated for a moment after hearing my sister's words,
then said, "No." My sister said, "Feel it again." Saying that, she grabbed one of my hands and put it between her
legs. I extended a finger and carefully felt around. My sister let out a soft moaning sound again
and opened her legs so that my hand could touch deeper. Sure enough, at the very back of my sister's cleft, I felt
a very small hole. "I found it. Is this the hole?" I said, pointing to
my sister . "Yes, right here, can you put your hard penis into my sister's hole?" I was puzzled;
why did she have to do this? "If you put your penis in there, it won't feel so swollen and uncomfortable," my sister continued,
while guiding my penis towards her opening. I still didn't understand. Was that my sister's anus? Or was it
where she peed? Would it be dirty? I'm usually very clean, so I was afraid my sister would make my penis all dirty
. Just as I was lost in thought, my sister kissed my lips and pleaded impatiently
, "Hurry, please, please put your penis in, put it in my hole, please, please
." Hearing her desperate pleas, I couldn't bear to see her anxious look any longer, so I placed my penis between
her labia and carefully searched for the opening with the glans. My sister quickly guided me to the opening with her hand,
"Here, please, please." Hearing her slightly tearful plea, I thrust my hips
forward and felt my glans squeeze into a narrow, slippery little hole. It was warm inside,
and I had an urge to push it all the way in, as if there was a powerful suction inside, not only attracting
my penis but also my heart, leaving my mind blank and unable to resist. I took a breath, preparing
to insert it all the way in, when suddenly my sister wrapped her legs around my hips, and with a powerful thrust from behind,
my penis was fully inside. The feeling was indescribable. My sister and I cried out almost simultaneously.
She held my head tightly, pulling my hips in with all her might with her legs. My waist
moved with the movements of her legs, my penis thrusting in and out of her vagina with each stroke—it felt incredibly good. But because my
head was being held so tightly by my sister, my face was pressed against her breasts. Oh my god, I was almost suffocating
. In this position, my head only reached her breasts. I shifted my head,
exposing my nostrils and inhaling deeply, my mouth still on my sister's nipple, sucking greedily, while my waist
continued its thrusting motion, penetrating her vagina forcefully with each stroke. "Ah...ah...!" With each
thrust, my sister moaned ecstatically. I could feel her enjoying every stroke, and her
moans were so melodious, making my blood boil. I lay on top of her, rhythmically
thrusting my penis into her vagina while my hands frantically groped her breasts and sucked on her nipples. I
felt my penis tightly enveloped by her vagina; it was so tight, with a suction force
that pulled my penis in with each thrust. Slowly, her vagina began to tighten
rhythmically her moans grew louder. Her lower body began to writhe, and I could only follow her
movements, continuing to thrust. No matter how much her lower body writhed, she couldn't escape my thrusts. My sister
started yelling loudly, "Ah...don't stop, thrust into me, harder! Thrust me to death, ah...give it to me, give it all to me."

I didn't know what my sister meant by "give it to me," I just kept thrusting in and out with all my might, and I finally felt
that urge to pee again, and that feeling became stronger and stronger with each thrust. "Sis, I need to pee," I
said anxiously. "Ah...pee...pee inside me...pee quickly...give it to me..." I could
n't hear what my sister was saying anymore. I couldn't hold it in any longer. I felt a surge of energy in my lower abdomen, and
I peed some unknown substance into my sister's hole. I heard my sister let out an "Ah..." and her head
jerked back violently. She frantically tore at the sheets, her chest heaving and her breasts swaying with each movement.
I didn't care about anything else. I used all my strength to thrust into the deepest part of her hole, my lower abdomen pumping with each thrust
, trying my best to pee the unknown substance into
her inside. My penis was still stubbornly twitching inside her. At this
point, my sister seemed to relax. She stopped frantically grabbing and instead gently held me in her arms, stroking my head, her chest still
heaving. My hands were still caressing my sister's breasts, playing with her nipples, and I was breathing heavily,
my penis still inside her vagina. "My little rascal has grown up, he's grown into a man," my
sister whispered. And so, I fell asleep, still touching my sister's breasts, clinging to her body. I was afraid she would
get my penis all dirty. Just as I was lost in thought, my sister kissed my lips and pleaded
impatiently , "Hurry, please, please put your penis in, put it in my hole,
please, please." Hearing her desperate pleas, I couldn't bear to see her anxious look any longer, so I
placed my penis between her labia and carefully searched for the opening with the glans. My sister quickly guided me to
the opening with her hand, "Here, please put it in, please." Hearing her slightly tearful plea,
I thrust my hips forward and felt my glans squeeze into a narrow, slippery little hole. It was
warm inside, and I had an urge to push it all the way in, as if there was a powerful suction inside, not
only attracting my penis but also my heart, leaving my mind blank and unable to resist. I took
a breath , preparing to insert it all the way in, when suddenly my sister wrapped her legs around my hips,
and with a powerful thrust from behind, my penis was fully inside. The feeling was indescribable. My sister and I
cried out almost simultaneously. She held my head tightly, pulling my hips in with all her might with her legs. My waist moved with
the movements of her legs, and my penis thrust in and out of her vagina with each stroke—it felt incredibly good.
But because my sister was holding me so tightly, my face was pressed against her breasts. Oh my god, I simply…
I was almost suffocating. In this position, my head only reached my sister's breasts. I shifted my head
, exposing my nostrils and inhaling deeply. My mouth was filled with my sister's nipple, which I greedily sucked on,
while my hips never stopped moving, thrusting into my sister's vagina with each stroke. "Ah...ah...!"
With each thrust, my sister moaned ecstatically. I could feel her enjoying each stroke,
and her moans were so melodious, making my blood boil. I lay on top of my sister, rhythmically
thrusting my penis into her vagina while my hands frantically groped her breasts and sucked on her
nipples . I felt my penis being tightly enveloped by my sister's vagina. That little hole was so tight, with a suction
force that pulled my penis in with each thrust. Slowly, her vagina began to contract
rhythmically, and her moans grew louder. Her lower body started to writhe. I had no choice but to
continue thrusting, following her movements. No matter how much her lower body writhed, she couldn't escape my penetration.
My sister started yelling, "Ah...don't stop, thrust into me, harder! Thrust me to death, ah...give it to me, give it all to
me." I didn't know what "give it to me" meant. I just kept thrusting. I finally felt
that urge to urinate again, and the feeling grew stronger with each thrust. "Sis, I need to pee,"
I said anxiously. "Ah...pee...pee inside me...pee quickly...give it to me..." I
couldn't hear what my sister was saying anymore. I couldn't hold it in any longer. I felt a surge of energy in my lower abdomen, and I
peed some unknown substance into my sister's hole. I heard my sister let out an "Ah..." and her
head jerked back violently. She frantically tore at the sheets, her chest heaving and her breasts swaying with each movement
. I didn't care about anything else. I used all my strength to thrust into the deepest part of her hole, my lower abdomen pumping with
each , trying my best to pee the unknown substance
into her hole until every last drop was inside. My penis was still stubbornly twitching inside her. At this point
, my sister seemed to relax. She stopped frantically grabbing and instead gently held me in her arms, stroking my head, her chest
still heaving. My hands were still caressing my sister's breasts, playing with her nipples, and I was breathing heavily
, my penis still inside her vagina. "My little rascal has grown up, he's grown into a man,"
my sister whispered. And so, I lay on top of her, touching her breasts, and fell asleep. I could reach her breasts. I moved my head, exposing my nostrils and inhaling deeply, my mouth still on her nipple, sucking greedily, while my hips never stopped moving, thrusting forcefully into her vagina. "Ah...ah...!" With each thrust, my sister moaned ecstatically. I could feel her enjoying each thrust, and her moans were so beautiful, making my blood boil. I lay on top of her, rhythmically thrusting my penis into her vagina while my hands frantically caressed her breasts, sucking on her nipples. I felt my penis being tightly enveloped by my sister's vagina. That little hole was so tight, with a suction force that pulled my penis in with each thrust. Slowly, her vagina began to contract rhythmically, and her moans grew louder. Her lower body started to writhe. I had no choice but to continue thrusting, following her movements. No matter how much her lower body writhed, she couldn't escape my penetration. My sister started yelling, "Ah...don't stop, thrust into me, harder! Thrust me to death, ah...give it to me, give it all to me." I didn't know what "give it to me" meant. I just kept thrusting. I finally felt that urge to pee again, and the feeling grew stronger with each thrust. "Sister, I need to pee," I said anxiously. "Ah...pee...pee inside sister...pee quickly...give it to me..." I could no longer hear my sister's voice.

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