My sister and I had passionate sex and sweet love.

My sister and I had a passionate sex life and a sweet love.

We lived in a single-story house in a large courtyard. When I was in middle school, my parents worked in other cities most of the year,

rarely returning home. I lived with my grandfather and sister. Although I always had good grades, my

sexual development was perhaps different from other children due to the lack of parental guidance from a young age.

From the moment I developed a vague sexual awareness, I became interested in my sister. She was three years older than me.

Although she was beautiful, I saw her every day, so I didn't feel anything special about her appearance.

Instead, I became increasingly curious about the unfamiliar world beneath her clothes. At that time, my grandfather lived in one room, and

I lived in the large room next to his (my parents' room; when they came home, I had to squeeze in with my grandfather, thankfully not

often ). In my large room, there was a small suite—my sister's bedroom.

The summer after I graduated from middle school, my sister had just graduated from high school and started working. During the summer, her room

was locked , which dashed my hopes of going in to see if there were any clues related to her body

. When she came home in the evening, although the door was open, my room was the main living

area , so I rarely had a chance to go in. Sometimes, I would sneak in, but my sister would immediately call me out.

My sister always went to bed a little later than me, and after I pretended to be asleep in bed, I could always hear her locking the door, which made me

even more curious about what was happening in her room.

That summer, I accidentally discovered a secret: my older sister would bring a large basin of water and lock the door

to wash herself inside at night. I already knew this; it was hot, so we all washed at home. The secret I discovered was that

the old-fashioned wooden doors of these old bungalows often had cracks due to age. That day,

when I turned off the lights and my older sister closed the door to wash herself, I noticed a faint, almost invisible light coming from under the door. This

discovery thrilled me. I quickly got out of bed and quietly ran out of my room. I listened at Grandpa's door to make sure

he was asleep, then immediately went back inside and tiptoed to my sister's door. I lay down on the floor

and peered through the crack in the wooden door.

I carefully brought my eyes close to the crack to get a better angle, but I could only see a little bit of

my sister 's calves and feet. I couldn't see her buttocks, let alone her upper body. I was a little disappointed, but still very excited. I listened

to the sound of water and saw a light pink pair of underwear and a white tank top on the side of the bed, concluding that my sister was already naked

. Although I couldn't see her buttocks, seeing her calves and feet, along with the underwear and tank top lying haphazardly on the bed, and imagining

what she looked like up there, still excited me greatly. Although I could see my older sister's bare calves

and even , seeing it in this situation felt completely different, after all, it was peeping!

I planned to keep watching until my sister put on her underwear before quickly going back to bed, but after a while,

my sister squatted down, put a basin under her, and started washing herself down there! Wow! I saw the side of my sister's thighs and buttocks

! Although it was only the side, it was still the first time I had ever seen a woman's naked body since I was old enough to understand.

A reflection in the toilet is just a reflection, after all. When I was very young, my mother took my sister and me to the women's section of a public bathhouse many times

, but back then I was completely ignorant. Faced with so many women of

all ages public bathhouse, I was just foolish enough to play with the water in the soap dish; I didn't even have a very

vague impression of naked women.

Now that I'm older and more sensible, getting into a public women's bathhouse is practically impossible. I wonder

if all those women were staring at my little penis back then, if they were excited? Anyway, I've

bathed with many women before, and while soaking in the large pool, some of their genitals might have leaked out.

A little bit might have gotten on my body or even my mouth… Looking at the side of my sister's lower body, imagining all this, I

was incredibly excited. One hand was already inside my underwear, grabbing my penis and rubbing it.

Then my sister stood up, and I couldn't see the side of her buttocks anymore. My sister dried herself off and reached for her

underwear . I tried to adjust my angle to see something the moment she put on her panties, but to no avail.

As she reached for her vest, I quickly got up, grabbed my slippers, and tiptoed back to bed, pretending to be asleep, because

she would be coming out to get water soon. I squinted, using the light streaming from my older sister's open door to peek at her

—a sight I rarely saw—wearing only a vest and panties. Since the main room was dark, she couldn't tell I was watching

her. After getting the water, she went back inside and "click..." locked the door. I heard the light cord being pulled

, and I knew my chances of seeing her were over. I replayed the scene in my mind, imagining my sister inside

, rubbing my penis. After a while, I took out the toilet paper I'd prepared under the mat and ejaculated…

I thought, tomorrow I need to find a way to make that crack bigger…

The next day, when I woke up, Grandpa and my sister were already eating breakfast. After getting up, I quickly washed up and

sat down to eat breakfast, secretly peeking at the crack in my sister's door, wondering how to widen it. My sister

finished eating and went to work. Grandpa also went out to play chess with his old friends. Normally, having just graduated from junior high

and having no homework, just waiting to go to high school, I should have been wandering around like a queenless bee, but today I didn't go out

. I waited until they all left, then closed the yard gate, went into the main house, closed the door, and started thinking about my sister's

door . I first crouched down and looked inside, only able to see my sister's neat bed in the dim light. Since the door was locked

, I could only work from the outside. I first tried to move the cracked wooden board, finding it a bit loose.

I tried using both hands to hold the crack and pry the board open with friction, but I couldn't budge it. I

thought I needed to find some tools. I found a screwdriver and an awl, carefully using the screwdriver to pry

one end while simultaneously inserting the awl into the other end and scraping back and forth. After fiddling with it for a while, I felt it had gotten a bit bigger

. I lay down to take a look, but the effect wasn't very noticeable. I kept prying. I pried for a while, then lay down to check again, working on it for

over half an hour until I finally felt I could see a larger area.

I didn't dare to do any more, afraid that if I made the crack too big, my sister would notice, and that would be terrible! I noticed that the screwdriver

marks were very obvious! I quickly rubbed my hand around the crack, hoping to make the marks less noticeable

. Fortunately, the door was a dark color, so I felt they weren't too obvious anymore, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I lay down again to check

, and I thought it was okay. Hehe, tonight… I remembered last night imagining myself taking a bath in the women's bathroom when I was little…

I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. My hands gripped my penis, my legs clamped together, my body contorted slightly. It's true what they say, lust arises when you're warm and cozy. I thought I

shouldn't masturbate now. I'll do it tonight… but I couldn't suppress the image of the women's bathroom. Why didn't I watch more closely when I was a kid ! Sigh! Thinking about it, I realized swimming was probably the closest thing to the feeling of bathing with women. Okay! Time to go swimming! I immediately found my swimming trunks… 　　That day, I spent the whole afternoon in the pool. I didn't swim much, but rather watched the half-naked women , imagining what lay beneath their thin modesty. I imagined the filth washed off their lower bodies might dissolve in the water, spreading thinly throughout the pool, and I might even get a tiny bit on myself… I imagined those thin women's swimsuits (actually, swimsuits back then were much more conservative than they are now ) suddenly slipping down, wouldn't the women be exposed just like in a public bathhouse? I stared at their thighs, at the curves tightly encased in their swimsuits, at these normally demure women sitting genitals barely covered by a small piece of fabric yet openly displayed to so many men— something unthinkable under normal circumstances… The 　　more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and I couldn't help but slip my hand into my swimming trunks in the water… Gently rubbing my penis while staring at the slightly exposed lower edge of a woman's buttocks. I wondered, why is it that on the street, in schools , and in other public places, women dare not expose these areas? It's very difficult for men to see these areas, and they might even be considered perverts. But in the swimming pool, the situation is completely different. Women's thighs are openly displayed to men, while on the street, if the wind blows up a woman's skirt, she nervously tries to adjust it with her hands… I don't think that the underwear occasionally exposed on the street covers less than the lower part of a woman's swimsuit. Why is it okay to show my thighs here but not on the street...? 　　I was a little nervous during dinner. I was afraid my sister and grandfather would notice that my sister's door was slightly ; the screwdriver scratch was so obvious when everyone was around! Maybe it's just my imagination... I reassured myself. After dinner, we watched TV together. I'm usually very talkative , but today I was unusually quiet and fell asleep much earlier than usual. I took a shower in grandfather's room, while my sister watched TV with me . I got into bed, secretly watching my sister, feeling anxious and nervous. Grandpa was already asleep, but my sister seemed to really enjoy watching TV today. I pretended to fall asleep first. Actually, I was really tired that day because I had been daydreaming at the swimming pool all afternoon. But I couldn't sleep. I pretended to close my eyes, and my sister, thinking I was asleep, went to the TV. 　　I thought she was going to turn it off, and I was secretly pleased, thinking something good was about to happen. But she just turned the volume down a little, and I was quite disappointed. Finally, I heard the TV turn off, then the sound of water flowing into a basin , followed by what sounded like the lights in the main room being turned off. I quietly opened my eyes; my sister had already carried the basin into the suite. When I heard the familiar "click..." of my sister locking the door, I sprang to my feet like a rabbit! Without even putting on slippers, I quickly and quietly reached my sister's door, pressing my eye into the crack. 　　I rushed over so quickly because I wanted to catch a glimpse of my sister undressing, but by the time I saw her, her dress was already on the chair, and her vest was on the bed. Hehe, my modified crack really does give you a much clearer view. I saw my sister's breasts! I couldn't help but swallow, indescribably excited. My sister didn't seem to be in a hurry to take off her underwear; instead, she remained shirtless, as if struggling to unpack something. After a while , I heard the sound of scissors, but I still couldn't see what she was unpacking. But who cares? Seeing my sister naked is the most important thing. My sister finally took off her panties, and I finally saw the scene I'd been dreaming of! I could see a tuft of black hair on her genitals, but because her legs were together, I couldn't see clearly below, but this already made me almost breathless with excitement ! 　　My sister started taking a shower, and while I admired her, I rubbed my penis with one hand. Looking back, my actions were hilarious; I looked like a People's Liberation Army soldier, one arm on the ground , the other hand holding a "pistol." My sister finally turned around, and I finally saw her buttocks . I was even more excited, almost wanting to burst through the door and bury my face in her buttocks. But I couldn't; that was too risky. I just silently admired her, silently masturbating. After a while, my sister was drying herself . I heard the sound of the closet opening, and then I saw her put on a light yellow pair of panties. She threw the pale pink panties into the basin. I knew she would be out soon, so I quickly ran back to bed, facing my sister's door pretending to be asleep. My sister's door opened, and I saw she was already wearing a vest. Then I heard her washing clothes outside. After a while, she finished, came in, and slammed the door shut, turning off the light . That was the end of tonight's program. 　　For the next few nights, I carried out the same spying. I was very careful, only going over after hearing the door lock, and making sure Grandpa was asleep too. As soon as I saw my sister put on her underwear, I quickly ran back to bed, so nothing ever happened. Summer vacation ended, and I went to high school. As the weather gradually got colder, my sister stopped showering indoors, which frustrated me. I could only wait until the following summer… 　　That summer of my first year of high school, as the weather got warmer, we started showering at home again. Every time, I would shower in Grandpa's room and then go to sleep in the main room, while my sister showered in her suite. Just like last summer , I looked every day. This year, I made the crack bigger so I could see more clearly. That summer , I masturbated almost every day, and I felt my body couldn't take it anymore, but I couldn't stop. Whenever I heard my sister lock the door, I would uncontrollably lie down by her door to peep at her showering. 　　The summer was uneventful until one time… One day, as usual, I was peeping. After my sister finished showering, she was wiping her genitals. Usually, she wiped with her back to the door, but that day, for some reason , she was facing it. When she put one leg on the bed and spread her legs wide to wipe herself, she exaggeratedly spread her vulva a little wider to see. This sudden stimulation threw me off balance. I saw a woman's vulva for the first time. Although it wasn't very clear, I almost suffocated! 　　I leaned forward a little, trying to see more clearly, but accidentally bumped my head against the door. Although there was a loud thud…

It was very quiet, but the night was still enough for my sister to hear. She seemed to pause for a moment; had she noticed me? I

was so scared my legs went weak. I wanted to stand up and run, but my legs wouldn't obey me! But my eyes didn't leave my sister; I hoped for

a miracle! I hoped she hadn't noticed! I thought to myself, anyway, if she suddenly opened the door, I wouldn't be able to catch her even if I ran. At worst

, I could kneel down and beg my sister for forgiveness, saying I would never do it again and begging her not to tell

Grandpa . And I figured she wouldn't air our dirty laundry in front of outsiders, right? I felt like a

prisoner awaiting sentencing.

But my sister paused for about two seconds, then lowered her legs and continued wiping herself. She hadn't noticed? Or did she think

she had misheard? I didn't dare risk looking any longer. I quickly ran back to bed, lay down facing my sister's door

, and could clearly feel my heart pounding. What would she do when she came out? Would she come and question me? Oh dear, I was

so careless; I bumped my head on the door. Just then, the door opened, and my heart jumped into my throat! But then something unexpected

happened . My sister came out with a basin as usual, but she was only wearing her underwear,

not a vest.

I remember she always wore a vest when she came out to get water, so why wasn't she wearing one today? Did she think I

was really asleep and was too lazy to put one on? But she did pause for a moment when my head bumped into the door. I was

a little confused. When my sister came back with the water, I got nervous again. Would she come over and question me? But she wasn't wearing a vest! Would she come over? I didn't breathe a sigh of relief

until I heard the sound of the door locking and the light turning off from her room … 　　From then on, I was more careful, and from then on, my sister never wore a vest when she came out to get water, only her underwear. Hehe, I couldn't help but feel secretly smug—my sister must have thought I was sleeping soundly, so she was too lazy to wear a vest. I also had a new scene to watch. Another change from that day on was that when my sister washed her lower body, she always faced me, whereas before she usually had her back to the door. I didn't think too much about it; anyway, the sights I could see were more exciting and stimulating than before. I also masturbated more frequently... 　　The weather was slowly getting colder, and I temporarily had nothing to watch. At the end of the first semester of my junior year, I was nervously reviewing for exams, so I stayed up very late at night, often still studying after my sister had already gone to sleep. One day, it was snowing heavily. Our single-story house didn't have central heating; we used a coal-burning stove. That night, I was studying in the main room, while my sister had already locked the door and gone to sleep. Grandpa had also gone to bed long ago. It was almost eleven o'clock when I heard my sister 's door open; she was probably getting up in the middle of the night. 　　"Xiaohu, let me use your calculator." I handed the calculator to my sister, and habitually glanced at what she was wearing. She was neatly dressed in her pajamas, with a coat over her shoulders. She closed the door , but I didn't hear it lock. After a while, I did some math problems and needed to check my work . Because I hadn't heard the door lock, I assumed my sister was still awake, so I pushed the door open and went in . The light wasn't on. I called out, "Sis, do you still need the calculator? I need it." She didn't answer. I turned on the light. I found she was asleep, the calculator on the blanket beside her chest. I called , but she still didn't respond; she was probably really asleep. 　　I took the calculator and went out to check it, but my hand, which was about to close my sister's door, stopped— this seemed to be the first time she'd slept without locking the door. Wasn't this what I'd always wanted? I looked back at her ; she seemed to be sleeping soundly. I went out, put the calculator on the table, turned off the desk lamp, and quietly went back into her room. I closed the door. Since I didn't lock hers, just in case Grandpa knocked. 　　I looked closely at her face, called her name twice more, and made sure she was fast asleep. I turned off the light, my heart starting to race. I decided to reach under the covers and touch my sister's bottom. Although I'd spied on her showering many times, this was the first time I'd actually touched her. I tried my best to control my nervousness… 　　I went to the bed, took my sister's slippers, knelt on them, and began gently pulling at the blanket. It's been very cold lately , and it was snowing outside, so my sister had a thick blanket, making it difficult to pull open. It took me a long time to open a small gap. I slowly slipped my hand in, so slowly that sometimes I almost stopped moving. My sister was lying on her side. I was almost touching her bottom… I was incredibly nervous! Finally, my middle finger touched my sister's bottom! I touched it very lightly, very lightly, listening intently her breathing to see if she hadn't noticed, but I couldn't hear a sound. My heartbeat was so loud it drowned out everything else. 　　I held that position for about two minutes, making sure my sister didn't react. Then I continued to reach my hand forward . Because the blanket was thick and heavy, and the gap I hadn't opened was small, moving my hand forward was difficult, which actually helped me, as I was already extremely nervous. Using the resistance of the blanket, I moved my hand as slowly as possible. Finally, after what felt like about five minutes, my right hand completely touched my sister's buttocks ! Although my sister was wearing a thick nightgown over her underwear, the stimulation from her buttocks on my right hand was enough to make me feel like I was in heaven! It felt so good! I was touching a woman's buttocks! And this woman was my own sister! At that moment, I couldn't describe my complex emotions: tension, excitement, fear, pleasure ... Coupled with my legs gradually going numb from kneeling for so long, I was intoxicated... 　　I remained in that position, touching my sister's buttocks without moving, for a full half hour. Not only legs completely numb, but I was also afraid my sister would get up in the middle of the night or feel me touching her. I very slowly withdrew my hand, tucked her in, and, unable to stand due to my numb legs, crawled out of the room. I struggled to close my sister's door and then climbed into my own bed. A few minutes later, my legs regained feeling. My wildly beating heart gradually calmed down. The snow was still falling outside. I recalled the scene, that soft buttocks, the throbbing of my penis... After ejaculating, I saw the hands of the luminous alarm clock on the table pointing to 2:30. Exhausted, I fell asleep without realizing it... 　　The next day, I overslept. I was awakened by my grandfather knocking on the door. Looking at the clock, it was already 7:30! I had forgotten to set my alarm last night and woken up an hour later than usual! Meanwhile, her older sister, still half-asleep, rushed out of her room.

When I came out, I realized she'd overslept too. She used to always wake up earlier than me! We were both going to be late, so we

hurriedly washed up and rushed out the door, not even bothering with breakfast.

Because of the continuous snow, neither of us could ride our bikes. She ran to her workplace, and I ran to school. We'd never

been so disheveled before. We looked at each other and laughed. My laugh was a little awkward, since I knew it was because I'd

secretly touched her bottom yesterday that I'd overslept. But my sister's smile was even more awkward. Seeing me

laughing at her, she quickly lowered her head. I was in a rush to get to school and didn't think much of it.

"Sister, goodbye!"

"Be careful, Xiaohu," my sister replied. We went our separate ways,

running …

That day at school, I was a little dazed, partly because I hadn't slept well, and partly because I was thinking about what had happened the night before.

My sister must have forgotten to lock the door. She probably won't forget next time, since she always locks it before… This afternoon, while doing my homework

at home , I kept pausing to daydream. Oh well, she definitely won't forget to lock the door tonight. I shouldn't

overthink it; I should just focus on studying for my exams… A little while later, my sister came back. "Oh my, the snow is so heavy!" she

exclaimed, shaking off the snowflakes. I went over to help her take off her scarf and gloves. She took the kettle off the stove,

warming her hands and stamping her feet. A moment later, she muttered to herself, "Cooking," added a few coal briquettes to the stove

, put the kettle back on, and went to the kitchen to help Grandpa.

I felt my sister was acting strangely today. Usually, she's all smiles and laughter when she comes home, but today, besides

greeting me, she seemed to be talking to herself the whole time. She didn't even ask me what I wanted to eat. After I finished my homework, dinner was ready. During

dinner , my sister and I, who are usually very talkative, were both unusually quiet. I felt

a little embarrassed because of what happened last night, but what was wrong with my sister today? Thinking about how my sister had unusually woken up late this morning, and her muttering to herself earlier

, I thought…hehe, is she dating someone? Heh, why won't she tell me?

My sister and I have always had a very good relationship; we share almost everything. Even when I had my first wet dream in middle school, I

only told my sister. Now I think she must be dating someone, otherwise why would she be acting so strangely today?

I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Grandpa was there, so I didn't dare ask, but after he finished watching TV

and I still didn't dare ask my sister. If it were before, I would have rushed to my sister's room, grabbed her, and jokingly

questioned her about whether she had a boyfriend, and we siblings would often laugh about similar things. I

feel my relationship with my sister has undergone a subtle change now; things I would normally feel comfortable saying,

I feel embarrassed to say today.

My sister took water from the kettle on the stove to wash her feet, while I studied my lessons not far from her. A moment later, she

hung the clean socks on the back of the chair next to the stove and said, "I'm going to sleep now, Xiaohu. Don't

stay up too late ." "Okay, sis," I replied, but secretly I was hoping she would forget to lock the door again.

I held my breath, listening intently for the latch. No, no, still no! I was excited!

A few minutes passed, and I still didn't hear the latch! Great! She forgot again! Although my eyes were still on the book

, my mind was racing. I glanced at the alarm clock and remembered that I had forgotten to set it yesterday and was late this morning. I quickly set

the alarm .

It was a little past 10 o'clock. In an hour, my sister should be fast asleep, right? I thought to myself, and I had no motivation

to study . I forced myself to look at the book, but my mind was anxiously waiting for the clock to strike 11.

Those less than an hour felt like an entire night. Finally, 11 o'clock arrived.

I packed my bag, quickly washed up, added coal briquettes, and filled the kettle with water. I turned off the light and tiptoed

to my sister's room, gently pushing open the door...

"Sister..." I called tentatively, afraid she might not be asleep. I had already planned that

if she answered, I would say I was a little hungry and ask if she had anything to eat. But my sister didn't answer. It seemed she

was indeed asleep. Learning from yesterday's experience of kneeling until my legs went numb, I found a small stool under my sister's bed

and sat down beside her. I pulled the blanket up; it seemed much easier to pull it up today than yesterday,

and it came off without much effort.

I slowly slipped my hand inside, placing it as gently as possible on my sister's buttocks. With yesterday's

experience, I was a bit bolder today. And I had also thought of a backup plan. My sister and I are so close.

If we were discovered, I would kneel down and beg for her forgiveness, promising I would never do it again. I thought she would forgive me and

not tell Grandpa. I lingered my hand on my sister's buttocks for a few minutes, then began to slowly move and

caress it . Yesterday, for almost an hour, my sister didn't move at all. I figured she was a very quiet sleeper and wouldn't

move around.

I grew bolder and started gently stroking her buttocks. Since it's winter and she wears thick pajamas

, I figured she wouldn't easily notice. I sat there stroking her for about an hour, afraid that if I kept going, she

might suddenly wake up and need to get up. I stroked her for a few more minutes. Then I pulled my hand out, tucked her in, and gently put the small stool

back under the bed. I tiptoed out of her room, closing the door behind me. I went back to my own bed, savoring the moment

… masturbating… and then falling asleep… In the following days, I noticed my sister didn't lock the door anymore. I started to

wonder why; she always locked it. Why hadn't she locked it lately?

Later, with exams approaching, I could only touch her for a short while before going to sleep, and I didn't dare masturbate anymore, afraid of doing poorly and my parents

scolding me when they came back for the New Year. During the exam days, I went to bed early every day. I didn't sneak around touching my sister for several days. And

I never heard her door locked again… The exams finally ended. I could finally indulge in my surreptitious activities again

. The first night after the exams, my sister and I both went to bed very early. I pretended to go to bed early, but she still

didn't lock the door. That night, I masturbated for a particularly long time, about two and a half hours. My arms were sore, and I became

bolder , daring to masturbate with one hand while touching with the other. But I didn't dare ejaculate in my sister's room; it was dark,

and I was afraid of making a mess everywhere.

Later, my sister's sleeping position seemed to change; she sometimes slept on her back and sometimes

on her side. When she was lying on her back, I finally touched my older sister's genitals through her pants. That bulge made

my heart flutter... I learned about physiology in junior high school and knew it was called the "pubic bone," the "shame" in "shameful."

Haha, what a clever name. This place really is a bit "shameful." I secretly rejoiced that my sister was a very well-behaved sleeper.

During the time I touched her, she never turned over or moved. Once, I was so sleepy I fell asleep, then

woke up from the cold, and my hand hadn't left her genitals, yet she still hadn't changed position.

Finally, the New Year was approaching, and my parents came back from out of town to reunite with us. They slept in the main room, and my grandfather and I

squeezed into his bed, while my sister's room remained hers. My parents, of course, locked the door to the main room, but

what about my sister in the suite? Did she lock the door recently? I didn't know. I was just

feeling disappointed because I hadn't been able to secretly touch my sister for over a week. I was hoping the New Year would end quickly, that my parents would leave soon, and that I could sleep in the main room again and secretly touch my sister

. My biggest worry was that if my sister reverted to locking the door during this time, that would be terrible.

Because my exam results were good, my parents were quite happy. Finally, the sixth day of the New Year arrived, and they had to leave. My

sister and I saw them off at the train station. Before leaving, my parents simply told me to take good care of Grandpa, study hard, and work hard,

but all I could think about was what I could do that night… On the way home from the train station, I found my sister and I

chatting and laughing naturally, joking and tickling each other, just like before. I

breathed a sigh of relief. My sister is still my good sister.

Back home, I felt a little nervous. My good relationship with my sister made me

hesitant . We siblings are so close; what if she found out I was touching her…? The time to act came

, and I reverted to my old self. I steeled myself, made up my mind. Anyway, my sister has always been good to me;

even if she found out, I could just apologize, and time would heal all wounds. I lay in bed listening to my sister's

room . Once I was sure she hadn't locked the door, I felt relieved. My parents' visit hadn't made my sister resume

her habit of locking the door. I guess she won't lock it anymore, right? I wonder if she'll leave it

unlocked when she showers in the summer? Hehe, I chuckled smugly. After waiting quietly for a while, I began to act…

Finally, spring arrived, and because I had worn too many clothes during the winter and lacked exercise, coupled with the fact that I was

secretly touching my sister almost every day, I felt that my physical condition was not as good as before. I started to worry, so I played basketball for half an hour every afternoon after school

to exercise, and I had to shorten the time I spent secretly touching my sister at night

to ensure I got enough sleep. But I found that shortening the time also had its advantages. Because I cherished the short

time I had to secretly touch her at night, I became bolder. I started to dare to caress her more forcefully and even touch her genitals through her pants.

Finally, one day, the weather became warmer, and my sister stopped wearing pajamas and only wore underwear.

This natural change in clothing was great for me! I could caress my sister's smooth thighs! And

although the underwear was very tight, the lower half of her buttocks would be exposed, so I could also touch the exposed half of my sister's buttocks! Finally, one

day, I mustered up my courage and slowly pulled down my sister's underwear, putting my hand inside a little. But I still didn't dare to

put in. The panties were too tight; if I put my hand in completely, it would become even tighter, and my older sister would easily wake up. The weather was getting warmer

; it was already mid-April. My sister had changed from her thick blanket to a thinner one. It was easier for me to touch her.

One day, when I went to touch her again, things had changed slightly. I knew my sister always wore

tight panties because I had not only recently felt them, but I had also often seen her washing panties

and drying them in the main room. Today, it felt different; it seemed like my sister was wearing very loose panties! This

change excited me greatly! I could touch inside more easily! That day, my sister was lying flat,

and her legs were slightly apart. I carefully pulled down the panties near her vulva and gently touched it. Wow

! I finally touched a woman's vulva—my sister's pussy!

The feeling… soft, slippery, and wet (it took me a long time to understand why it was wet).

My heart was pounding. Although I had never been caught touching her before, this was still touching my sister's most private and

sensitive area! I touched her for a while, and my hands got sticky. I was afraid that if I kept touching her, my sister would

really wake up, and I also had a strong urge to masturbate. I pulled the covers up, closed the door, and lay down on my bed. I

grabbed my already erect penis with one hand and rubbed it, while my other hand was still covered in my sister's vaginal fluid. I brought it to my nose and

smelled it. The smell was strange, a bit grassy. I licked it with the tip of my tongue; it was a little salty. I

ate all the fluid from one finger and smeared the fluid from the other fingers onto my glans. That night, my

masturbation was incredibly intense. When I ejaculated, I even had some spasms and moaned a little…

The next day after school, I decided to buy a small flashlight. I boldly decided that I would look at my sister

's vagina up close that night. Back home, I hid the small flashlight under my pillow, hoping it would get dark quickly and time would pass fast.

Because it was already quite warm, Grandpa stayed up late that night, watching TV in the main room until ten o'clock

. My sister had already finished washing up and was in bed, so I quickly washed up, turned off the TV and the lights, and waited quietly

. Holding the small flashlight, I imagined what I was about to see, and my heart raced; my penis was already

hard. Since it's harder to fall asleep in hot weather, I waited a long time before going in for safety.

I patted my sister to make sure she was asleep; in all the months I'd tried to check if she was asleep, she had never been

awake.

I gently pulled back the thin blanket, and to avoid waking her from the flashlight's light, I burrowed my head

under the covers. Carefully, I supported myself with one hand, holding the flashlight in my mouth. With the other hand, I

gently pulled down my sister's underwear. My older sister was wearing loose underwear again today, which made me very happy; I felt like it was a stroke of

luck. I pulled down the underwear near her genitals and turned on the flashlight, but because I had to support my body with one hand

and hold the flashlight with the other, I couldn't pull the underwear down very far. I could only see a little bit of pubic hair at the edge

, but even that almost made me suffocate! To see more clearly, I changed my position, holding the flashlight in one hand and

pulling down her underwear with the other, using my head to brace against the blanket. This position was a bit strenuous, but for the first time, I finally

saw a woman's vulva completely and up close...

My sister's vulva looked like a slit, unlike the foreign women's genitals in the pornographic videos I secretly watched at Xiaoqiang's house

, which were wide open and ugly, with an irregular hole in the middle. Although I already

knew there was a difference between virgins and non-virgins, I didn't understand that a virgin's vulva was a slit, while a vulva that had been used was loose.

At the time, I just thought that my sister's vulva was small and delicate, or that our Chinese genitals were more...

The country's [items] are beautiful and exquisite, aren't they? I found that in this extremely dangerous situation, I wasn't so nervous anymore.

I tried to pry open the slit to see the hole inside, but the slit was very tight; I couldn't easily open it with one hand, and

some sticky fluid was oozing out. I slowly bent down and brought my nose close, wanting to smell what it smelled like

. I thought the smell was strange, stronger than the smell on my hands yesterday, a little pungent, but also with a slightly

alluring fragrance. I looked, touched, and smelled like this for about ten minutes. Maintaining this position became

unbearable; my neck ached so much I couldn't move. Although I was reluctant to leave, I thought there would be other times, so I slowly

pulled my head out of the blanket. Summer is coming soon; then I won't have to work so hard holding up the blanket. A

towel blanket wouldn't be so strenuous.

One morning at five o'clock, I got up to pee. After I finished, I didn't bring a flashlight and sneaked into my sister's room.

My sister must be sleeping soundly at this time. I quickly pulled back the blanket, pulled aside her loose underwear, and directly touched her genitals

. Huh? Strange? Wasn't it always wet when I touched it here? Why does it feel so dry now? I

touched it again, and it was indeed very dry, and the slit was even harder to pry open. I went back to bed, wondering what was

wrong. I fell asleep again soon after…

That night, I waited a long time, struggling with my thoughts. Had my sister already found out?

Was she keeping quiet out of consideration for our sibling relationship? It didn't seem like it. Or had I misunderstood, and she didn't know at all, and turning over was just

a coincidence it either. The more I thought about it, the more I felt it was the last possibility—that my sister actually knew I was touching her,

maybe she already knew, perhaps because women secrete those mucus when they're aroused. If that's the case,

my sister had been wanting me to touch her for a while? After thinking it over, I felt this was the most likely possibility.

Oh no, if that's the case, my sister must be getting impatient waiting for me after I hesitated for so long. Thinking of this,

I decided to take a risk and go further tonight. I didn't take a flashlight, but instead pushed open my sister's door

and turned on the light. I've never dared to turn on the light and secretly touch my older sister before, for fear she'd wake up. But

today was different. Since I was convinced that she often pretended to be asleep so I could touch her, I wasn't afraid

she'd suddenly "wake up." As soon as I turned on the light, I discovered she wasn't wearing a vest, just loose

shorts , lying flat on her back with her upper body bare.

This was the first time I'd seen her sleep without a vest, whereas before I could always touch her vest. Thinking back to last year

when she suddenly changed her habit of locking the door, and even earlier, when I accidentally bumped my head on

the door while peeping at her showering and she paused for a moment, after which she stopped wearing a vest when she went out to get water. Also, most of the time when I touched

her, her genitals were wet… and what happened this afternoon during her nap. I was increasingly convinced that she was

pretending to sleep and actually enjoying my touch. Having made up my mind, I went over and boldly kissed and sucked on her

nipple. While nursing, I pulled down her shorts and touched her vulva; sure enough, it was still wet. I observed

my sister's changing expressions. From subtle hints, I could see she was uneasy and restless, but she still seemed to be

asleep . I was ninety percent certain she was faking it. I made an even bolder move. I was going to

pull off her panties, leaving her completely naked. I knew this was a do-or-die situation. I knew that if I misunderstood

her, and she was actually asleep and unaware of my actions, I wouldn't be able to put her panties

back on.

I composed myself and decided to take the risk. I tried to pull down her panties as gently and slowly as possible.

When her pubic hair was exposed, I couldn't pull any further. Her buttocks were pressing against the panties. I started pulling from below,

trying to pull slowly. Finally, I pulled past her buttocks and pulled them off in one go. I backed away to the doorway, and my

naked sister was right in front of me! I suddenly felt terrified because I had no way out;

it was impossible to put her panties back on.

As I admired my sister, who seemed completely unaware of what I had just stripped naked

, I tried to convince myself to go all the way. But it seemed impossible for me to actually have sex with her; she would definitely wake up in pain. I

decided to imitate a scene from a pornographic video I'd seen at Xiaoqiang's house and lick my sister's genitals. I slowly

walked to the foot of the bed and gently spread my sister's legs slightly. I slowly lay down, my face slowly approaching my sister

's vulva. I could see there was a lot of fluid there. Heh heh, I chuckled to myself. My sister probably knew what

was happening, but now, whether she wanted this or was forced to hold back because of our sibling relationship,

I didn't care about anything else.

I gently licked my sister's vulva and noticed she trembled slightly. Whether it was a reaction

to or she was actually awake, I didn't care anymore. My rising lust made me reckless

, and like a dog, I knelt at the foot of the bed, licking my sister's vulva. My sister would occasionally twitch suddenly, and I licked

even more fiercely, sticking my tongue into that narrow crevice to try and lick my sister's clitoris and vaginal opening. My sister's twitches became more

frequent and intense, her buttocks began to spasm, she wiggled her hips slightly, and her breathing seemed to become rapid

. Seeing that my sister was indeed aroused, I became even more lustful. I buried my face in my sister's

genitals , frantically rubbing, licking, and swallowing the sticky fluid flowing from her honeyed cunt...

Finally, my sister suddenly clamped my face between her thighs, lifted her upper body, grabbed my hair,

and gasped , "...Ah, Little Tiger..." My sister finally "confessed" without being asked, and my desire

reached its peak. I buried my face even more frantically in the base of my sister's tightly clamped thighs and twisted wildly...

Finally, after a near-mad twisting motion between my sister and me, my sister released her tightly clamped thighs and fell to

the side. I had already ejaculated all my semen onto my sister's mat. I lay beside my sister, panting heavily,

trying to calm my racing heart while awaiting her verdict…

After a while, she slowly turned her face. My face was covered in dried grime from the sticky substance, and I

was mortified . I whispered, “Sister…”

She covered my mouth with her hand, telling me to be quiet, then rushed over and hugged me… After a long while, she slowly

released me. I got up and turned off the light so we wouldn’t be so awkward. I lay back down and hugged my sister’s smooth waist

, whispering, “Sister, did you already know I was secretly touching you…” My sister buried her face shyly in

my chest. Although I couldn’t see if her face was red, I could tell from the temperature that it was already flushed

…

After a while, my older sister finally spoke: "Little Tiger, I know you like me, and I like you too, but

we 're siblings, and I'm a girl, so it's hard for me to say it..." I secretly congratulated myself on my correct

decision over the past few months. My sister continued, "From now on, I'll still be your good sister, and you'll still be my good brother.

Don't stay up too late, don't let it affect your studies..." My sister's voice was soft and awkward when she said this; she must have been

very shy.

"Also, I'm a virgin, and I'll get married eventually, so promise me you won't 'that...'"

"What 'that'?" I asked, pretending to be clueless. My sister gently touched my

now- erect penis and said, "You're so annoying... you know perfectly well!" and turned her face away shyly.

I grinned mischievously, got up, and leaned close to my sister's ear, deliberately pressing my penis against her waist, and whispered, "

What about here?"

"We'll talk about it later..." my sister said shyly. Listening to my sister speak to me so gently and shyly

, I couldn't help but be moved and hugged her tightly again... Finally, after my brother's coaxing and teasing

, she half-heartedly took my penis into her warm, beautiful cherry-like mouth... At that moment, I

felt like I was flying... The feeling was incredibly wonderful. My sister gently sucked on my penis with her

delicate lips, and I took a long breath, enjoying this blissful moment... Finally, I

ejaculated all my hot semen into my sister's mouth...

From that day on, my sister and I officially established an incestuous relationship. We were siblings during the day and "husband and wife

" at night, but my sister resolutely refused to let me "do" anything to her, saying that she was going to get married in the future and didn't want to break

her hymen . So, the most I did to her hymen was lick it with the tip of my tongue. A few days later, my parents

came back from out of town to visit and stayed for almost a week, so my sister and I had to temporarily separate.

After seeing our parents off, my sister and I walked back from the train station. The thought of "sleeping" with her again that night filled

me with excitement. We laughed and joked all the way, tickling each other, a playful and playful scene that, to outsiders,

seemed like normal sibling affection, held a deeper meaning for us. As we entered

the courtyard, Grandpa was playing chess. Seeing us, he said, "Your parents have left? You should

go home now; it's still early, no rush to cook." We agreed. I hurried home, while my sister, feigning

modesty walked back slowly. After all, she was a 20-year-old woman; she couldn't act like a child.

Inside the main house, I sat at my desk, waiting for my sister to come in. As soon as she entered, I pulled her

onto my lap, stroking her breasts as I said, "Sister, I've always had a question for you.

When did you start wanting me to come into 'which' of your room?" My sister grabbed my hand from her chest

and flung it away, saying, "You're so annoying..." She tried to stand up, but I grabbed her waist and said, "No, I want

you to talk..." She wouldn't speak, so I wouldn't let her go.

Her face turned bright red. She didn't say anything, but instead opened my drawer, took out a calculator, and randomly

pressed the buttons... "Oh... I know!" It turned out that ever since my older sister lent me the calculator half a year ago

, she had been deliberately leaving the door unlocked, waiting for me to come in and "play." And that time she borrowed the calculator was just an excuse for me to push

the door open! Haha! I then pointed to the crack in her bedroom door: "So do you know I watched you take a shower?"

My sister affectionately nudged my head back with her head: "Little devil, didn't you accidentally bump into the door once...

"

Haha, I understood everything. No wonder she was startled when she heard the noise but didn't come out to check, and since that day on,

she always faced the door with her legs spread when drying herself, and she didn't even wear a vest when she went out to get water! "Hehe, sis, aren't you

ashamed..." My sister revealed her deepest secret of the past year, and embarrassed, she broke free from my hand and ran into her bedroom

. Of course, I followed her in and pushed her onto the bed... My sister's face turned as red as a tomato, and

she closed her eyes, too embarrassed to look at me. This shy and charming moment further aroused my wild desire: "Sis,

actually, I started watching you take a bath the summer after I graduated from junior high..." "Sis, Grandpa said there's no rush,

we'll cook later..." And then my sister and I made love again...

During the summer of my second year of high school, my sister and I spent almost every night together. When school started, I was in my third year of high school because there was less than

a year until the college entrance exam. Although my grades had always been good, playing with my sister every day was too exhausting. Finally

, a few months later, on a cold winter night,

after my sister and I had a good time performing oral sex in the "69" position, we lay in bed embracing each other. My sister started talking to me...

"Xiaohu, there are only six months left until the college entrance exam."

I knew this day had finally come, and my sister might refuse to play with me anymore. I pouted and

looked at my sister unhappily.

"Listen to me, Xiaohu," she said. "Do you know there's a university around here called ** University? It's a provincial key university. When

I was little, I really wanted to go there, but I wasn't a good student, so I started working after graduating high school." At that time

, my sister was already dating. I knew that no matter how close my sister and I were, she would eventually date and

get married. Although I was a little jealous, there was nothing I could do. My sister was so good to me; what could I say

?

My sister continued, "I hope you can get into that university. I know what you're thinking, and I don't want you

to go to university in another city; then we won't be able to be together. Also, I'm getting married next National Day.

Your future brother-in-law has already bought a house, and we'll start renovating it this spring. The house isn't far from that university."

Hearing this, I was secretly delighted. My sister wouldn't abandon me; even after getting married, she was still thinking of me.

"I know you've always wanted to 'do it' with me. It's not that I'm unwilling, I want to 'do it' with you too, but

I'm a virgin, and your future brother-in-law cares about that. If I give myself to you now, my life won't

be easy . For my happiness, I know you've been very good and haven't broken my hymen." My sister said, her face

slightly red.

"Don't worry, I won't abandon you. After I get married, as long as your brother-in-law is away on business, you can '

do it' with me as many times as you want..."

My future brother-in-law is a businessman; I've met him a few times. He's five years older than my sister, travels frequently, and is very busy with work.

My sister continued, "I want you to go to [university name] so we can live closer together, which will be more convenient for you."

"Come to my sister's house to play." I finally understood my older sister's thoughts! She was so thoughtful, so loving…

The thought that once she got married, I could really sleep with her made me excitedly reach down and touch her genitals

.

"**University is a provincial key university, it's not easy to get in. I know you've always been a good student, but

these last six months are crucial for you. I don't want to hinder your studies. Listen to me, this is the last time.

Starting tomorrow, don't come in at night, get some rest, okay? After your college entrance exam, I'll let you play to your heart's content…" My sister's

face was already flushed with embarrassment as she said this.

So my sister was so thoughtful, she had already made arrangements, wanting to have a long-term incestuous relationship with me! I

couldn't help but have a new understanding of my sister's feelings for me… My sister is so good to me! "Sister..." I

pressed my body against my sister, kissing her as I said, "Sister... I can't bear to part with you..."

"Sister knows you can't bear to part with me, and I can't bear to part with you either, but you must know that as long as we get through these six months,

things will be better..."

"Sister, I promise you, starting tomorrow I won't come in. I'll rest well and study hard. I will definitely not

let you down. I will definitely get into ** University!"

"Then I can rest assured..."

"Sister, tonight is the last night..."

"Sister knows, the last time..."

My sister struggled to push aside the heavy quilt, put her head inside, and took my penis into her mouth while spreading

her legs and straddling my face. It was the last time before the college entrance exam. My sister and I passionately sucked on each other's

genitals, our legs clamping tighter and tighter...

In the following months, I tried hard to control my desires and studied hard,

using the time I used to spend playing and enjoying each other's bodies with my sister to review my lessons. And my thoughtful sister, afraid of hurting my feelings

, never locked the door. Several times I couldn't resist, so I put down my book and went inside to touch my sister's bottom for a while. I knew

she missed me too and couldn't sleep, but she never refused me, pretending to be asleep. She knew I would consider the bigger picture and restrain

myself. Sometimes I really couldn't take it anymore, but when I saw the sign my sister had made hanging above her bed that read "*** days until the college entrance exam

" and the sign with a picture of the ** University gate, I immediately suppressed my lust and resolutely threw myself

into the intense review and preparation...

The incredibly agonizing months finally passed! On the afternoon of July 9th, after finishing my last exam,

Grandpa was waiting for me at the exam hall entrance. I happily grabbed Grandpa's hand, and before he could even ask me anything, I quickly said, "No problem

! No problem!" I took the exam for three days, and Grandpa stood by the door under the scorching sun for three days. My sister

couldn't get time off to come see me. But I knew that when evening came...

Although I was eager to go home, I couldn't leave Grandpa behind and ride my bike home alone, especially since my sister hadn't finished work yet.

Several classmates asked me to play basketball, but I refused. Because I had an even more exciting program tonight… I didn’t expect to be surprised to see my parents standing in front of me when

I got home ! Didn’t they say they wouldn’t be back for a couple of days? I was stunned for a moment,

then quickly came to my senses. They had heard on the phone that I had done well on my recent exams, so they came back early to congratulate me. When

my sister came home excitedly from work, she was also surprised to see that my parents were already home. Although it was a happy

and reunion day, and my father took the whole family to a restaurant for a big seafood feast, we were all very happy, but

there was a slight regret. Actually, what I really wanted to eat today was the “seafood” under my sister’s skirt, but it seems I’ll have

to wait a few more days…

My parents stayed for three days and then had to leave again. They will come back at the end of September, not only to attend my sister’s

wedding , but also because there is another important matter to take care of: the bungalows in our area are going to be demolished before the end of the year. My parents don’t have time

to come back to move, so they are thinking of renting a place for my grandfather and me to live in temporarily, and hiring a nanny to take care of my grandfather and me. They will decide what to do

after the apartment building is completed. Originally, my parents wanted me to consider their city when filling out my college application, but

when you’re away from home, you can’t always follow orders. To avoid leaving my sister, besides choosing

**University as my first choice (which we had agreed upon), I filled all my other applications

with universities in our city. The night my parents left, besides passionately kissing and sucking on her breasts, I spent almost

the entire night sleeping in a 69 position with her. We hadn't had that much fun in six months. That night,

we didn't sleep a wink, making love three times, leaving both of us sticky and exhausted. It was

already dawn, and the roosters in the yard were crowing. My sister and I fell into a deep sleep,

our , genitals touching…

I received my acceptance letter from **University as I had hoped. During the latter half of summer vacation, my sister was

busy shopping for appliances and furniture with her future brother-in-law, decorating their new house. Sometimes she came home very late, but our evening

activities were still plentiful. Sometimes, when my sister was too tired during the day, she would take off her clothes and lie in bed, letting

me play with her by myself, while reminding me to be careful not to break her hymen. By then, my older sister had already quit her

job and was preparing to become a housewife after marriage. Her future husband wasn't short of money, and I, as his brother-in-

law, benefited quite a bit from this. The Walkman I used in college, worth over two thousand yuan, was a gift from him. I finally enrolled

and started living on campus, so Saturday nights were the only time I could properly play

with my sister. Since the school wasn't far from her new house, I would go there to play when I didn't have classes in the afternoon. When

she was alone, of course, we would hug and kiss on her brand-new bed, but I didn't dare take my clothes off because

my future brother-in-law would bring back new things at any time. Sometimes I'd be kissing my sister, and when I heard the door open, we'd immediately separate.

Then my future brother-in-law would buy some nice, expensive decorations, and they'd both

admire and discuss them. They were getting married soon, so it was inevitable that they'd have some intimate, albeit not inappropriate, interactions in front of the bride's brother. I felt a mix of jealousy and

amusement . The amusement came from the fact that my sister had just been kissing me, and now she was holding hands with another man—her fiancé

…

On Saturday nights at home, I carefully examined my sister's vulva, confirming that her hymen was still

intact and they hadn't had sex. The thought that her hymen would be broken by that man in a few days made me

feel a pang of sadness… My sister, who was originally completely mine, would soon be given to

that man… This virgin body, which I'd practically licked clean, would soon be altered by someone else

… The more jealous I became, the more enthusiastic I became about playing with my sister. Heh heh, let me have my fill first. But the thought that as long as…

My brother-in-law broke my sister's hymen, and after the honeymoon, I could just go around touching her however I wanted! Haha, I'll just have to wait

a few more days !

I sucked on my sister's nipple and whispered, "Sis, we're going to consummate our marriage in a few days, how does it feel

?"

"Get lost..." my sister said shyly. Afraid that my sister would forget our promise, I deliberately mounted

her and pretended to thrust into her exaggeratedly, saying, "In a few days, I'll be 'consummating' with you too, don't

forget, sis..." "I won't forget! You little devil..." my sister pinched my nose playfully. We

then made love again...

On the wedding day, there were a lot of people. My brother-in-law had quite a few relatives and friends, while there weren't many people from my side.

Besides my parents who came back from out of town, my grandfather and I, there were only a few close neighbors from the courtyard, a few of my

good high school classmates, and a few of my sister's close friends. In the morning, when my brother-in-law and his family came to pick up the bride, Xiaoqiang and I

were responsible for blocking the door to the main house, while my sister was in her bedroom, and her friends blocked the inner room. My brother-in-law was very

straightforward , and I received a very generous red envelope. Watching my brother-in-law and a group of young men squeeze through the door

to my sister's room, a door I could usually come and go as I pleased, and looking at the crack under the door where I used to peek at my sister showering, I stood there dumbfounded,

feeling a sense of loss...

The door was finally forced open. The latch that had once prevented me from entering my sister's room,

the latch that had once allowed me to enter, the latch that I had once longed for, was deformed in that instant,

lying there innocently crooked...

My sister looked especially beautiful today; her shy face, reflected in her white wedding dress, made her even more charming and beautiful. Everyone rushed

out, but I quietly went into my sister's room. Looking at the bed where I had once fought, at

the sign that was forever stuck on "1 day until the college entrance exam," at the door latch that was squeezed out of shape, my eyes welled up with

tears . My dear sister, the sister who used to live here,

the sister who used to take a shower naked here and let me peep at her, the sister who used to pretend to sleep here and let me touch her without saying a word, the sister who finally confirmed our

incestuous relationship here, the sister who used to swear to me that we would never be apart here,

the sister who used to encourage me to study hard here.

From this day forward, I will sleep next to another man, be kissed by him, touched by him, licked by him, played with by him

, and fucked by him… and I will never be a virgin again… I stared blankly at the bed, recalling the happy times my older sister and I had spent

here , tears welling up in my eyes…

The wedding was so lively. My brother-in-law's relatives and friends on stage joked about the newlyweds, making them bump into each other

, recounting their courtship, and even having my brother-in-law kiss my sister… But I hid in a corner, silently blessing

my dear sister. Good people are rewarded; may my sister be happy forever…

That night, for the first time, I slept legitimately in my sister's bed. My parents were already asleep in my bed

. But I couldn't sleep that night. I wondered, what is my brother-in-law doing to my sister right now? Has he penetrated her?

Is she broken? Will he lick her gently like I do? Will he suck on her breasts? Will he… will he make

my sister happy? And, my dear sister, are you in pain? Are you happy? Are you content? Will you give him oral sex

as ? And... do you miss me? My tears have already soaked my pillow, and my semen

has also spilled onto the floor...

The three-day National Day holiday is over, and I'm back at school. My parents are busy moving and hiring a nanny, and

I secretly kept the broken door latch, placing it with a few pubic hairs that my sister lost when she was still a virgin,

as a lasting memento of our virginity... My sister and brother-in-law went on their honeymoon out of town. At school, I

went to class, went to the cafeteria, studied, went to the library, and played basketball as usual... but in my heart, I was looking forward to

my upcoming "wedding night"...

They finally came back, and on the afternoon of the second day after their return, I went to my sister's house. I was their

first guest after their honeymoon. It was clear that my brother-in-law loved my sister very much, and because of that love, he was

also very kind to me. A sumptuous dinner was of course indispensable, and besides my sister, my biggest interest in their house was fiddling with

their high-end appliances. I subtly observed my sister's expression and hinted to her when we could "consummate our marriage"

? I sensed my sister had changed after getting married. She wasn't as affectionate with me as she used to be, no longer exchanging glances or talking to me with her eyes

. When I tried to signal to her with my eyes, she would either change the subject by asking me to eat something or look away and talk about something

else .

I suspected she had fallen out of love with me after marriage, but I also knew it was probably because her husband was present, and she didn't dare

to discuss "that" thing with me. A moment later, the phone rang, and my brother-in-law put down his chopsticks to answer it. I gently

kicked my sister's foot under the table. She looked at me, then glanced at her husband, and made a "shh

..." gesture. I was relieved; it was just because her husband was there, not because my sister had changed her mind after marriage. "Hmm

...hmm...I'll go there myself tomorrow. Book me a flight for tomorrow..."

I noticed the conversation on my brother-in-law's phone might involve a business trip. I gave my sister a mischievous smile, and she happened

to look at me too. Just then, my brother-in-law hung up and came back. "Why are you going on a business trip so soon after you get back?" "Yeah,

I can't help it. I haven't been to the company for over ten days. A lot of things have piled up. I'm going to Shanghai tomorrow, it'll probably be four

or five days." I was secretly overjoyed to hear that, but I remained calm on the surface. "Brother-in-law is so busy!" I said, my eyes

fixed on my sister. "Yeah, I can't help it..."

After dinner, I had planned to stay at their house for a while, fiddling with their high-end appliances, looking at their new

home theater, and maybe even whispering something to my sister. But knowing that my brother-in-law was going on a business trip tomorrow, I

knew they were newlyweds. If he didn't make sure my sister had her fun tonight, he wouldn't be able to leave peacefully. And

only if he could leave peacefully would I have a chance to "have my wedding night" with my sister.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave, Xiaohu? Why don't you stay a little longer?" "

No, brother-in-law, I have some things to do at school." I declined, wanting to leave quickly so they could have

some alone time.

"Alright, let your sister see you off. I need to make a few business calls, so I won't see you off." After saying goodbye to my brother-in-law

, my sister and I went out.

"Sis..." I didn't know how to start, but my sister spoke up: "Xiaohu, your brother-in-law is going on a business trip tomorrow. Come

over for lunch after class this afternoon!" Because there were people walking around in the neighborhood, my sister said this in a high-sounding manner.

I said it to avoid suspicion, but I understood the meaning. We went to a secluded spot. I grabbed my sister's hand

and said, "Sis..." She pulled her hand away and whispered, "Okay, okay, be careful someone sees. Come

early tomorrow afternoon..."

That night, lying in my dorm bed, I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. On one hand, I was excited to consummate my marriage with my

sister . On the other hand, I imagined my newlywed brother-in-law

leaving his beautiful wife temporarily. How intensely he would play with my sister tonight? I was getting more and more

excited and almost masturbated, but I resisted. I thought I should save as much semen as possible for my sister...

The next day in class, I couldn't concentrate at all; my mind was filled with "consummation."

I even took the wrong book to class in the afternoon. As soon as class ended, I asked my roommate to take my book back to the dorm and went straight to the bus

stop. I had already called my sister at noon; her husband had left that morning. I could go see her anytime

. When I arrived at my sister's house, she rushed into the kitchen as soon as she opened the door. She was cooking;

there were . I went into the kitchen, wanting to hug her from behind and get intimate, but she told me to take a shower first. Seeing

the lavish dinner and bottle of red wine she had prepared, I felt secretly smug. It seemed not only was tonight our "wedding night" going to happen

, but also a "wedding"! Since my sister was so romantic, I decided not to make any rash moves

and …

I went into the bathroom and found the bathwater already prepared. I took off my clothes and lay down, looking at my

penis swaying underwater. The thought of it soon being inside my sister's sweet vagina made it

hard again… Since we weren't husband and wife, the dinner, though lavish, had no candlelight, and the red wine was just

casually drunk. But that didn't matter. I knew my sister loved her husband very much, and our relationship was that of siblings,

siblings in nature. She wouldn't have a candlelight dinner or romantic red wine with me. None of that matters, what matters is

what happens later…

After dinner, my sister went to take a shower first, and I wanted to shower with her but she refused, saying maybe another time. I

thought, anyway, you can't escape my grasp, you'll be naked in front of me anyway. I sat there watching

TV. After a while, my older sister came out wearing a shower cap and a towel. She sat down next to me, and just as I was about to pounce on

her and pull off her towel, she stopped me: “Xiao Hu, I have something to tell you.”

I was startled, thinking that my sister had gotten married and really changed her mind about me? Had she forgotten her mother after marrying a wife? Had she forgotten her brother after marrying

a husband ? “Sister, you promised me…”

“I won’t forget, I will definitely give you what I promised. Do you want to be with me forever?

”

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