The Five Sisters

Five Sisters (Part 1) Oral Sex After Consummation
Every time I stayed overnight at my wife's parents' house, I would deliberately make my wife, Xiaoxi, cry out loud during sex so that
my sister-in-law, Xiaohong, whose room was across the hall, could hear.
"...Richard...Ee...Ee...Ah...Be gentle...I'll make a sound..." she
murmured softly, burying her face in my chest. Even so, while I held her, my hard penis
continued to thrust in and out of her wet vagina without letting up.
"Let's change positions! I want to be penetrated from behind." She nodded weakly, turned over, and slightly
spread her legs, raising her buttocks high.
Xiaoxi really liked it when I did it to her from behind.
Her waist was one of her erogenous zones. She would get so excited and wet when a man held her waist from behind—
she had said that before.
I knew that Xiaoxi had had many boyfriends before she started dating me. Maybe when I'm behind her, she
can more easily have sexual fantasies of having sex with another man?
Honestly. Every time I think about her mentioning this, it makes me, her boyfriend (and later husband), feel
a little uneasy.
I'm certainly not the first man to let her discover this secret of pleasure.
But even if she fantasizes about another man's hands, the man truly, really holding her slender
waist, pressed against her full, white buttocks, and united with her, is me!
Thinking of this, I can't help but deliberately increase the force of my lower abdomen, thrusting deeply and heavily into her
buttocks again and again.
*Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
* "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" she finally couldn't help but cry out, just as
unrestrainedly as when we make love at home.
Once she cried out, Xiaoxi stopped caring about anything else. Her waist
moved in sync with the contractions and expansions of her vagina, rhythmically responding to the thrusts of my hot, massive penis, moaning ecstatically…
“Ah…ah…oh…oh…”
Once she was immersed in the abyss of sex, she would reach orgasm even if the sky were to fall. My wife is
that type of woman.
As I thrust, I glanced at the door out of the corner of my eye. I had deliberately left the door ajar,
facing the opposite door.
Because there was no one else in the house besides my parents, my sister-in-law, Xiaohong, never closed her
door when she slept. Even when we came back for a few days, she slept with the door wide open.
My wife and I, of course, had to close the door when we made love at night.
With things like this tonight, Xiaohong probably wouldn't be able to sleep.
“Wife…is your husband going in deep?” I asked loudly on purpose. I could faintly hear soft
movements and low breathing outside the door.
"So deep...so deep...ah..."
"...Husband...insert...insert me...ah!ah!"
"Ah!! Ah!!...insert again!...insert again!..." After a series of vigorous thrusts, she was already somewhat incoherent
.
Just before she was about to reach orgasm, I deliberately pulled my penis out, intentionally or unintentionally showing it towards the door,
and then rubbed it against her plump, white buttocks a few times.
"Want more?" I asked slyly. I slapped her buttocks with my other hand.
Without turning her head, she pinched my thigh hard. It hurt so much that I cried out.
"Ugh...come in already." she said resentfully.
I almost got a bruise from her pinch, how could I let her off so easily?
I wanted her to give me a blowjob first, and then, in the normal position, I would penetrate her deeply until she orgasmed, and then
shoot a full load of thick semen into her mouth, making her lick my penis clean.
Afterwards, Xiaoxi's oral sex was more professional than any professional! Those who haven't tried it can't imagine the soul-stirring
, bone-melting sensation. She couldn't resist letting me lick her mouth again for a while. However, it depended on her mood at the time!
I couldn't enjoy it every time. Only when she was particularly excited would she bother
to lick me afterwards.
Xiaoxi used this trick to keep me tied down.
Even if I occasionally cheated outside, I would eventually come back to her bed. But then again, she
often used this trick to get another orgasm from me. Like tonight.
On the other hand, my sister-in-law Xiaohong hadn't slept either.
She secretly watched me and her sister having sex through the slightly open door, and she also saw Xiaoxi sucking
on my erect penis. She was masturbating outside the door, and she didn't remember how many times she had climaxed intensely
. Her pale yellow silk lace panties were already soaked with love juice, and she took them off and threw them in the hallway. Several times she wanted to push the door
open and let her brother-in-law's huge penis fill her thirsty, almost crazy lower body.
This is what Xiaohong told me the next night.
Five Sisters (Part Two) Sunday Noon Sexual Fantasy I
didn't wake up until almost noon the next day. Xiaoxi was no longer in the room.
I lay on the soft bed for a while before noticing a small note on the small coffee table beside the bed. It was
from Xiaoxi, who said she had gone to the shop with her parents early and told me to have breakfast by myself.
At the bottom of the note was written 'Love, Wife.' There was also a heart drawn next to it.
Women seem easy to coax.
I stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, then stretched and got up. The warm sun illuminated the entire room
, and the lewd atmosphere of last night seemed to have vanished like a dream. Hmm, except for the bathroom at the end of the corridor…
There were two sets of underwear in the laundry basket in the bathroom. One set, needless to say, was what my wife Xiaoxi
had changed out of after a night of passion last night. The other set, underneath, was clearly my sister-in-law Xiaohong's just by looking at the size.
Xiaohong has a fuller bust, at least a D cup. My wife Xiaoxi is a large C cup. Both women
had curvaceous figures, but Xiaohui's was hotter and more alluring, and she dared to show off her sexy figure more through her clothing.
Both sets of underwear still had large amounts of undried bodily fluid residue on them.
I'm used to seeing women's underwear left lying around.
Generally speaking, by "D cup or larger," I mean, visually, breasts that are significantly larger than my wife's C
cup, quite magnificent and well-endowed from the front, side, or from above.

I've certainly had my share of experiences being fooled by padded or magic bras over the years. But I'm sure none of you would doubt the size of my sister-in-law's breasts 　　.
She often
goes braless after showering, wearing only a loose white t-shirt and shorts, and
flaunts her enormous breasts right in front of us—except when her parents are present. Her nipples practically peek out from under her clothes,
and the shape of her breasts is almost bursting out.
To be honest, I've seen my sister-in-law's breasts for a long time! Whenever she's lazily lounging on the sofa
watching TV, or doing anything like raising her arm or bending over, those tender white flesh and luscious
pale cherry-colored nipples are a feast for my eyes!
Such obvious exposure—doesn't she realize it herself? To put it bluntly, besides her naturally generous and
cheerful personality, and perhaps a bit of a carefree attitude, maybe it's because—she doesn't really care if I, her brother-in-law, see her?
Every time Xiaoxi and I are naked in bed doing the most unspeakable things, it's clearly visible to
her. Compared to that, what's there to be ashamed of in her own attire? Or perhaps, stimulated by us
, and out of a bit of jealousy and comparison, she wants to intentionally or unintentionally show off her young and beautiful
figure, proving she's in no way inferior to her second sister!
If I had the chance, I'd really like to see my sister-in-law's naked body, especially her
vulva. I've heard that female college students in the area are very sexually open; Xiaohong has a boyfriend,
so she must have quite a bit of sexual experience, right? But anyway, a female college student's vulva should be brighter, firmer, and more youthful than a married woman's
. And the heavy feeling and elasticity of those super D-cup breasts in my hands is also something to
look forward to!
As I passed her open doorway after leaving the bathroom, I paused briefly. Xiaohui, that little girl,
seemed still fast asleep.
I went downstairs to the kitchen to make coffee.
My father-in-law runs a wholesale food business in Fengyuan. He continuously invests the profits from the food business in
real estate in Taichung City, thus accumulating considerable assets.
Their current three-story detached villa is located in the suburbs of Fengyuan, with a land area exceeding 100 pings (approximately 333 square meters). The spacious front
yard can park four Mercedes-Benz cars simultaneously. The total floor area of the three-story house should exceed 200 pings (approximately 633 square meters). There are six bedrooms
, a large storage room, six bathrooms, and two living rooms, one large and one small, on the first and second floors respectively. The kitchen is also on
the first floor.
The elderly couple's bedroom is on the second floor. Xiaohong and Xiaoxi both sleep on the third floor.
The furniture and furnishings in the house are not extravagant. However, there are quite a lot of things, making it seem a bit cluttered. This is understandable.
The personal belongings of the two elderly people and their five sisters could easily fill a typical 40-ping (approximately 20 square meters) apartment.
I sat at the sunlit kitchen table, sipping freshly brewed coffee, and couldn't help but imagine
the sight of the bathroom overflowing with bras and panties if all five sisters lived together.
Then, images of the five sisters, naked, showering, washing their hair, grooming themselves in front of the mirror, playfully teasing each other
, and comparing their figures flashed before my eyes. And let's add the eldest sister
's husband, the third sister's husband, myself, and Xiaohong's boyfriend—a whole group of us caressing and having sex with other people's partners in the bathroom
!
Who would I choose to rape first? Hmm… probably the third sister? She's the same age as me. Of all the sisters, she's the most
understanding. From her words and actions, it's clear she cares for and looks after me, her brother-in-law, and is also a virtuous wife and
loving mother. She always has a smile on her face when we meet.
Her figure is also undeniably stunning. Her breasts are between Xiaoxi's and Xiaohong's size, easily engulfing one hand.
Beneath the tight cotton trousers, her pert buttocks and the alluring lines of her pantyhose were captivating.
Even when wearing shorts or a tight skirt, her thighs and calves remained firm and shapely.
From her subtly alluring eyes to her meticulously groomed toes, she exuded
the mature charm unique to a woman in her early thirties. To have sex with her behind her husband's back, a man who was an associate professor, had always been my dream,
let alone... To strip her naked in front of her husband, to taste every
inch of his woman's sensitive skin, and then to let his wife's plump, juicy genitals and full lips satisfy my lust.
Imagining her moaning softly, responding to my thrusts and throbbing within her, her pitiful
eyes pleading for his help, I couldn't help but become intensely aroused.
Five Sisters (Part 3) A Perfect Time
to Commit a Crime To calm myself down, I forced myself to stand up, poured out the cold coffee, poured myself a fresh cup
, and lit a Mildsev. Just then, my sister-in-law, Xiaohong, came downstairs.
I was standing by the refrigerator at the bottom of the stairs, and when I looked up, I saw that she was wearing a
loose t-shirt that barely reached her knees, and nothing on her lower body; her two jade-like legs were visible almost to her thighs. Damn it!
My brother, who had finally managed to regain some composure, immediately became hard again!
"Good morning," I smiled awkwardly at her, instinctively trying to cover myself with the mug in my hand. However,
it was clearly a futile attempt.
As she came downstairs, she glanced down at me, scratched her slightly messy long hair, and yawned as
she said, "Good morning, brother-in-law. Where is everyone else? Did they all go out?" Then she casually brushed past me and
opened the refrigerator next to me. As she bent slightly, considering what to grab, I noticed—wow!—that she
was wearing nothing under her t-shirt except for a thin pair of underwear. Peeking through the neckline, I could see her two large, round breasts hanging
down, bouncing and jiggling with each movement.
Whether intentionally or not, she hesitated for a long time before finally picking up a carton of milk, opening
it, and gulping down several mouthfuls.
"Drinking something cold right after waking up isn't good for your health, is it?" I tried to change the subject.
She squinted, a half-smile on her face. "So peeking at a woman's breasts right after waking up is good for your health?"
I chuckled awkwardly. "Wearing something like that is practically an invitation to crime!"
She took a step closer, her nipples almost touching my chest, her large, watery eyes
staring intently into mine for a long time.
"...Brother-in-law, are you trying to commit a crime?... "
A whiff of a woman's scent, like she'd just woken up, waking me up.
"Haha..." Even so, my crotch was about to burst, the pain almost making me unable to stand.
"Coffee, is it good?"
"No!"
"Let me have a sip."
"No. There's more over there, pour yourself."
"I want yours."
"Drink what of mine?"
"Your coffee! You don't expect me to drink your semen, do you?"
"You can't drink my semen either."
"Uh... I want it anyway..."
"I want what? My coffee? Or my semen?"
"You're so naughty! I'll punch you! You play like this with your second sister!" "That's right! I saw it too." After saying that,
we both couldn't help but look at each other and burst into laughter. I handed her the coffee cup.
She took it, took a small sip, put the cup aside, and suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck, giving me
a deep and long kiss. When her soft, wet tongue slid into my mouth, begging for my attention, I
shuddered slightly, and the cigarette in my hand fell to the ground.
The sunlight streaming through the window shimmered on her long, curled eyelashes.
Her lower abdomen rubbed against my crotch, and she whispered close to my earlobe,
"...If brother-in-law wants to commit a crime...isn't now the perfect time?"
(Five Sisters (IV) Springtime Revealed)
"I...I am my brother-in-law." Even I felt it wasn't very convincing.
"A brother-in-law is a man too!"
"If you're a man, don't you want to see your sister-in-law's body?" she said deliberately in a coquettish tone.
"...My body is at least ten years younger than my second sister's! Not only is my skin fair and tender, but my breasts are large and firm
, and my buttocks are perky. This brother-in-law has already seen that, hasn't he?..." She blinked,
pressing her two plump breasts against me, her lips pressing against my cheek, breathing hot air.
"I'm really good at sex! My moans are beautiful too. Brother-in-law, do you want to try?" she said. She took my
hand and placed it on her breast.
"...Well...feel it yourself, pinch it...you've wanted to do this for a long time, haven't you!..."
I swallowed hard. "...Why me?..."
"Why? Is there a reason? Because I like, brother-in-law!" She
said seductively, lightly biting my lower lip with her cherry lips.
"You know what? In my fantasies, brother-in-law has already made love with me dozens of times...last
night...your big cock...I don't know how many times it penetrated me...my little sister is still
wet and swollen...oh, brother-in-law is so bad...I...want to really be penetrated by you..." She said as she vigorously stroked
my bulging crotch.
"Oh...is that so?" I lifted her t-shirt from behind, hugged her waist tightly with one hand, and
reached into her panties from behind with the other. She let out a soft moan and suddenly squeezed her legs together.
"But it's not wet down there!" I said with a laugh. I checked again with my middle finger.
"Ah!! You're so mean... You're so bad!... I... I was wet just now! If my brother-in-law's
big cock went in, I would definitely..."
I gently covered her mouth with my hand. Her big, clear eyes stared at me.
Before she could react, I lifted her face with both hands and kissed her lips.
Her legs trembled again, and her breathing became rapid. The pounding of her chest
was especially clear in the quiet kitchen. Xiaohong's breasts were indeed exquisite. Her grapefruit-shaped, white breasts were topped with firm, light cherry- 　　colored areolas and nipples
of moderate size .
When I gently rocked her breasts up and down and side to side,
the annoying way her nipples jiggled was so alluring that anyone would want to suckle them or bite them hard with their lips.
The feeling of actually holding a breast, heavy and elastic, was ten times more pleasurable than just looking at it! Perhaps only
the large breasts of a pregnant woman in her late stages of pregnancy, or a young mother still breastfeeding, could compare to the pleasure of playing with them! Xiaohong
's breasts, squeezed by my ten fingers, seemed about to spurt white milk from her nipples.
I once slept with a young mother who sold insurance, a "married woman," who, besides wanting me to suckle her breast milk, "seemed
addicted to it," and even wanted me to ejaculate inside her without a condom.
If I got my sister-in-law pregnant, I wondered how many more cup sizes her already enormous breasts would grow
? I thought to myself, even during the time this little girl couldn't be penetrated during her pregnancy, I'd still have her use those wanton big breasts to give
me oral sex and serve me with her mouth.
In fact, such thoughts had crossed my mind several times before. However, the object of those thoughts was my third daughter, Xiaohui
. Xiaohui's son is almost a year old. I heard she's still breastfeeding. The few times I've seen her breasts, they seem to still
be the same size as when she was first breastfeeding. Those breasts must still be able to produce quite a lot of milk, right? I wonder
if she did breastfeeding, oral sex, or even anal sex with her husband when she was pregnant? Wouldn't that be too stimulating? Every time
I look at her breasts and imagine her husband's penis between her full breasts, or between her delicate lips
, I can't help but want to call a married woman to relieve my lust.
I asked Xiaohong to sit on a dining chair with a backrest, take off her t-shirt and pink sheer panties,
and spread her legs wide into an M shape. She obediently did as she was told. She closed her eyes and used her long, painted fingernails to
spread her labia so I could see her vulva. The wet, red clitoral hood, with its clearly visible folds, was clearly visible. Her labia were small and cute.
Her pubic hair wasn't too thick, and it was slightly curly. Youth is wonderful! But those who can taste young flesh are even happier
.
I buried my head between her legs, my hands constantly caressing the inside of her fair thighs.
"Ah...ah...ah..." Under my licking, teasing, and caressing, her inner thighs trembled, and her love juice
flowed continuously, making her anus wet.
"...Brother-in-law...brother-in-law...please put it in? I want it." She pleaded, her mind filled with desire
. I nodded. She quickly helped me remove my clothes.
She grasped my hard penis, stroking it up and down a few times before taking it deep into her mouth and
stroking it with her lips. "It's so big, so hard, so hot..." she exhaled. I kissed her lips again,
hooking one leg around hers, squatting slightly, and with the other hand, I aimed my penis at her vulva. With a sudden thrust, my entire thick, hard
penis was easily enveloped by her innocent yet wanton labia, penetrating her warm, moist vagina. Then,
gripping the sides of the chair, I used my waist and upper body weight to press down on her body.
I thrust quickly and fiercely, the base of my penis hitting her clitoris with every thrust. "Plop, plop, plop,
plop."
"Eee, eee, eee, eee, eee..." she gasped, gripping the chair tightly.
My God! Completely unexpectedly, her moans sounded like those of a naive high school girl. This
only fueled my possessiveness. My sister-in-law, a girl just beginning to experience love, a lively and outgoing college beauty,
a little slut with a devilish figure and an innocent face—this beauty, possessing all these qualities, was moaning and groaning under my big cock. How many
men get such an opportunity in their lifetime? I wouldn't have touched her before! Today, Xiaohong willingly let my
big cock enter her juicy little hole. If I didn't thrust into her until she felt like we were kindred spirits, and
the taste of her brother-in-law's big cock was unforgettable deep inside her, how could I face myself and the other men with the same desires—
"brothers-in-law, seniors, juniors, teachers and friends"?
Seeing that she was almost falling off the chair from my thrusting, I pulled out and made her turn around and lean on the dining table, supporting her upper body with her elbows
, her beautiful big breasts swaying in the air. He placed one foot on the chair, her wet vulva
spread wide, making it easy for his penis, glistening with her love juice, to penetrate from behind.
"...Xiaohong...come soon...huff...huff...I'll...do it soon...huff...huff."
"No...don't say that...Ee! Ee! Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law!...Ee!...Ee!...Ah!...
Ah!..." She shook her head violently, her long, brown-dyed curly hair flying like fireworks,
while frantically thrusting my hot, massive penis back dozens of times. Her vulva tightened, the contractions inside her vagina becoming more
and more frequent.
"Xiaohong!...Xiaohong!...Brother-in-law, I'm fucking you!...In your wet, dry pussy!...Huff...So beautiful!
...Xiaohong's pussy is so beautiful!...Huff...I'll fuck your pussy every day!...Okay?!...Xiaohong!"
"Ee!!...Ee!!...I'll fuck you!...Ugh!...So deep!...So deep!...Ah ah...
Xiaohong wants to...ah...fuck her brother-in-law every day...ah...fuck her...chicken!...Ah! No! No! No! No!
Oral!!!!!!!!!" *
Plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop.*
"Isn't this...huff...a bit outrageous?" I gasped and couldn't help but laugh.
"Ee. Ee. Ah...it seems...ah...ah...ah..." She couldn't help but laugh too.
"Ah...! Don't stop...don't stop...ah...! Ah! Ah...ah!"
Finally, after my brother-in-law's huge cock bombarded my sister-in-law's poor little hole
, I naturally fucked her to heaven.
Her spring light exploded. In the so-called fateful relationship and intertwined destiny of sister-in-law and brother-in-law
, this is inevitable!
Five sisters (five) can you eat the secret?
After finishing, the two of them lazily slumped in their chairs.
I lit a Mild Seven and slowly exhaled white smoke towards the ceiling. The white smoke changed
different shapes as it slowly rose, and soon disappeared, leaving only the unpleasant
smell of secondhand smoke in the air. Even that will eventually disappear. Once lit by the red flame, the cigarette
begins to burn away its body and memories little by little in the warm mouth.
Isn't male lust the same? I thought to myself in a daze. The sunlight outside the window was bright and dazzling.
The maple tree in the backyard faced the light, and the tips of its leaves shimmered. In a corner of my mind, some blurry image seemed to be
slowly awakening and taking shape, but it gradually dissipated after a while.
I told Xiaohong about my thoughts on men's libido and cigarettes. She tilted her head and thought for a few seconds, then
said, "I don't really understand. But I've heard that smoking affects a man's sexual ability, is that true?"
"Of course not," I said, looking at a non-existent point on the ceiling. "Even if I smoke ten packs a day, I
can still have amazing sex every day."
She chuckled. She stretched out her right leg and gently rubbed her smooth sole against my crotch. Beautiful pubic hair and scallops, brimming with youthful energy, 　　peeked out
from under her loose t-shirt with the movement of her foot. 　　"Want to do it again?" she said. 　　"Hmm... okay," I said. 　　The phone suddenly rang. 　　The restaurant phone was right next to her. She picked it up casually. 　　"Hello?...Um...Um...Um, he's up too...drinking coffee...Um...Um...Okay." 　　She handed me the phone, grinning mischievously, and said, "It's Second Sister, calling from the shop." 　　"Hello?...Um...Um..." Xiaoxi said she was helping out at the shop and asked if I wanted to come over. 　　"...Not really. I want to rest at home. Read magazines, watch TV or something..." 　　Xiaohong leaned over, unbuckled my belt, rubbed my limp penis a few times, and then took it into her mouth and started 　　stroking it. After a few strokes, it got hard again. 　　"...It's okay, it's okay. I'm fine...Um, I know...Um...Um..." 　　Xiaoxi rambled on about things at the shop on the phone. I absentmindedly responded. While 　　giving me oral sex, Xiaohong stroked my testicles with her hand. My other hand wasn't idle either; I lifted her t-shirt 　　and pinched one of her breasts, teasing her perky nipple. After a while, I pulled out my penis and gestured for her to give 　　me a blowjob. 　　"Hmm...hmm...that's good...hmm...hmm..." I said, gently thrusting my hips. Xiaohong desperately 　　grabbed her breasts and squeezed them against my penis. She looked incredibly ashamed. 　　"Okay...okay...hmm...okay...hmm...I know...I'll tell her not to bother her anymore."

"Her? She's eating my hot dog right now."
"What!?" Xiaohong exclaimed in surprise.
"No hot dog for breakfast?... Let me see. Oh... I misread it, it's a purple rice ball... Hmm, no problem
. I don't think she'll mind... No, no... Hmm... Okay... Okay... I'll use my huge cock from last night
to fuck your pussy properly... Okay. Bye..." I said into the phone with a smile.
Xiaohong snatched the phone away. Beep... Beep... Beep... "You're lying! You're lying! The call was disconnected a long time ago. Right?" She 　　said ,
pounding my chest and blushing . 　　I picked her up and kissed her forehead. 　　"Aren't we going to have another round?" 　　"Hmm... Can we go to my room?" 　　Xiaohong's bed was soft and comfortable. There was a girlish scent in the room. Cosmetics, trendy clothes, plush 　　toys, movie and idol posters, rows of CDs, Chinese and English textbooks, a bedside stereo—everything a girl her age should have. There were many things, but everything was neat and clean. We 　　caressed each other's bodies 　　on her bed . 　　Being invited to her bed by my sister-in-law, then holding her soft, naked body, smelling her faint fragrance, gave me 　　a very unbelievable feeling, as if time had turned back to when I was twenty. Back then, I 　　probably spent all my time thinking about how to sleep with a girl like my sister-in-law. 　　"Brother-in-law… what are you thinking about?" 　　"Are you worried about us…?" 　　"Worried? How so?" 　　"…Don't worry. I won't tell my second sister." She said readily. 　　"…" 　　"…" 　　"I'm not worried about that…" 　　"Then what are you worried about?" " 　　…I'm thinking…if I become too fond of it, that would be terrible." 　　"…" She was unusually silent for a long time, unconsciously playing with my penis. 　　"Even if you were joking and lying to me, I'd still be happy..." 　　"..." I sighed inwardly. 　　"Of course I was lying..." 　　"Really?" She stared straight at me. 　　"Really... ugh... no, not really. I mean, I really was lying." 　　"Ugh!" She grabbed my crotch hard, and I almost jumped off the bed. 　　She was silent for a long time, staring into my eyes as if trying to see right through me. 　　"I've noticed that you and Xiaolan are the same type of people. You don't want people to know... and you both used to..." 　　She swallowed the words that were about to come out. Xiaolan was her fourth sister. 　　"..." 　　"I'm sorry, I think I said something I shouldn't have..." 　　"Why are you apologizing? I don't care what others say at all." 　　"The past is the past, and no one can change anything," I said casually. 　　"Life is short. When you should be happy, be happy. That's enough..." 　　"...Hmm...that's true..." She nodded thoughtfully, then her eyes returned to their usual lively state. 　　"...Brother-in-law, do you want to know a secret?" She blinked, feigning mystery. 　　"A secret? What secret?" 　　"You have to swear you won't tell anyone." 　　"I swear, I won't tell anyone. Not even the stray dogs on the street." 　　"Hehe...go tell the stray dogs! I won't stop you. ...Well, close your eyes first." 　　I did as she said, secretly praying she wouldn't take out a whip or any kind of torture device. "You're not thinking of tying me up 　　and whipping me or anything, are you!" 　　"Good girl. You're so smart...I didn't say you couldn't open your eyes!..." I heard 　　her open the wardrobe, like the sound of a lock being opened, followed by a rustling sound. I couldn't help but peek through a crack in my eye. 　　She was almost finished putting on a black bunny girl outfit with her back to me! 　　"Okay. You can open your eyes now." She climbed onto the bed, proudly displaying her outfit to me. 　　Her top was low-cut and high-slit. She wore a pair of fluffy bunny ears on her head, and 　　distinctive black and white bow ties and white cufflinks with gold cufflinks on her neck and wrists. The most shocking part was her 　　black fishnet stockings, which were wide open at her private parts! Her pubic hair and pitiful little hole were not only completely exposed, but 　　also seemed to be shamefully waiting for a big cock to penetrate her! Wearing this bunny girl outfit that could make a man's penis hard for 120 degrees 　　, Xiaohong seemed to have transformed from an innocent college girl during the day into a bunny girl who served all kinds of men with her beautiful breasts and little hole at night 　　. I couldn't help but gasp. 　　"Do you like it?" she asked with a smile. 　　"I love it, I love it! You've become a completely different person! So sexy!" I exclaimed, 　　and my younger brother, who was looking up at me, honestly echoed my sentiments. 　　"Huh? Does your boyfriend like to wear this when you're intimate with him?" 　　"Boyfriend? You mean Xiaowei? Hehe... that silly guy doesn't have that kind of luck!" she said ambiguously. 　　I was a little surprised, but then I thought about it, and it really wasn't surprising. With Xiaohong's looks, 　　it wasn't impossible for her to have more than one boyfriend. 　　"I have other outfits too. Do you want to see them?" 　　I opened the large, locked drawer at the bottom of the wardrobe, which was full of 　　cross-dressing clothes that were only used for sex. There was a light blue sailor uniform, a white nurse's uniform, a flight attendant's uniform, a two-piece racing girl outfit, a maid's 　　apron and headband... and even an SM leather outfit. I was completely impressed. 　　"I just bought this bunny outfit last week... today is the first time I'm actually wearing it..." 　　she said, wrapping her arms around my neck and acting coquettishly. I knew her pussy was itchy again. 　　"Oh..." I kneaded her breasts while squatting down to lick her pussy. 　　"Even your brother-in-law hasn't tried this yet..." 　　I almost dropped my jaw and hit my own penis when I heard that. 　　Of course, the above sentence didn't imply that my brother was very long. 　　The so-called forever of the five sisters (six) is...

Xiaohong's brother-in-law, Zhenghong, is a dermatologist practicing in Taichung City.
I've been to their upscale apartment in the Taichung City redevelopment zone a couple of times. In every respect, it's a very tasteful apartment.
The decor is predominantly cool-toned, complemented by understated yet high-quality imported furniture that clearly commands a high price, and
famous prints hang on the walls. It's said that the apartment's furnishings were all chosen and arranged by her older sister.
I tried hard to
connect Zhenghong's square face, with its gold-rimmed glasses and somewhat serious, overly earnest demeanor, with cross-dressing. However, it was truly hard to imagine.
"You...you're having an affair with Zhenghong too?...When did it start?...?" I asked, stammering.
"Are you surprised?"
"To be honest, I was quite surprised."
"How should I put it?...My relationship with my brother-in-law is more like a kind of family-based compensated dating!" Xiaohong
said casually, as if it were something everyone did.
"Family-sponsored dating?...Hey! You don't mean Jia Hui slept with him too, do you?" I
asked irritably. "Family-sponsored dating...does that include me?"
Jia Hui is Xiao Hui's husband, Xiao Hong's third sister's husband. As mentioned before, he
teaches at a university. "Sleeping with his wife Xiao Hui in front of him is my biggest dream,"
Xiao Hong blinked her long eyelashes instead of answering.
I was speechless for a moment. Such a complicated relationship would be exhausting to think about seriously. So I simply
lay there without thinking or judging anything, and then started looking at the ceiling as usual.
The ceiling, covered with off-white checkered wallpaper, had nothing particularly eye-catching or flawed;
it was an ordinary scene that could be seen everywhere.
That's why I like looking at the ceiling. You don't need to think anything special to understand a
ceiling.
Who your sister-in-law sleeps with is her own business. Even if she sleeps with an African elephant, it's none
of your business.
"My brother-in-law meets me regularly at the beginning, middle, and end of each month, and when we meet, he wants me to... at
a hotel or motel in the suburbs... Jia Hui... My third brother-in-law is less consistent... sometimes three or four times a month, sometimes one or
two... If you ask when it started... um... I can't quite remember... it should be, almost
two years, right?..."
"My brother-in-law is so funny! Don't let his usual appearance fool you... he buys me weird clothes and
makes me wear them so he can do it... he says it makes him especially excited... you wouldn't believe it, would you?
Such a dignified and respectable man on the outside... hehe... I'll tell you a secret! My brother-in-law seems to really like SM...
but I hate doing that!... so I tried it once and then I stopped, but he wouldn't give up and kept urging
me on!
But I just can't accept it... it's a bit perverted... I wonder if my older sister is also
subjected to this at home... if so, that would be so pitiful..." She paused, tilting her head as if
thinking quite seriously.
"...But my brother-in-law is quite generous to me! He always gives me bags, clothes, jewelry, and things
like that afterward...and of course, money..."
"My second brother-in-law doesn't give as much, but he's a good person...he's very gentle during sex,
and he's very caring towards me in private...it's just a pity his skills in bed...hmm? It's really a headache, why do I always seem unable to refuse
men older than me?..."
She continued on and on. Most of the time, I just listened quietly, occasionally
adding a few innocuous comments like "Oh," "Yeah?" or "His is really damn good!"
Perhaps she noticed my silence, or my brother's sudden softening, or both; anyway
, she suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?...Why are you suddenly not talking?...Are you angry?...Or are you jealous?" She looked
into my eyes, as if doing so would provide a simple and direct answer.
"Do you think I'm being really bad?"... "
...I just didn't want to hide it from you until you suddenly found out later..."
"Do you hate me?"
"...Not at all. What right do I have to say anything bad?... I'm not angry.
I'm not really jealous of anyone.... Besides... I don't hate you..." I sighed. "...However,
Xiaohong... I wouldn't want to buy my body with money... Although I'm hopeless, I wouldn't
want to ruin myself like that..." Saying this went against my brother's will—"It not only has its own will,
but it often goes against me, even overpowering me as its older brother"—and was somewhat insincere. However,
I was glad I could say it; this time, my reason had temporarily won.
"Brother-in-law!... Actually, I'm not short of money.... I never thought of asking you for money..." She gently
stroked my brother, her tone suddenly becoming gentle. "We agreed that it was just a game between us, I
was never really serious... I can end things with them right now..."
"..."
"..."
"Can you ask a stupid question?"
"What stupid question?"
"Do you have an Oedipus complex?"
"Oedipus complex?...Oedipus my foot! You're the one with an Oedipus complex!!" she
said with a laugh and annoyance.
"Hey!...So...could it be that your boyfriend can't satisfy you, and Zheng Hong and Jia Hui just happen
to have a naturally large penis like me?"
"Hahaha...really! You men are all the same! Always comparing this and that
. Whose dick is bigger, who can last the longest...it's so boring!...Women need feelings!...
decide who they like and dislike based on feelings, not who has the bigger dick...but..."
"But what?" "
But...ugh! I don't want to talk to you about it..."
"Hehe...too shy to say it? I'll say it for you, but among these guys, my second brother-in-law's is the biggest..."
"A dick feels the best, it's the most enjoyable to insert. Right?" I chuckled, touching her exposed vulva.
"Hmph! You're so vain! Who wants your big dick!" She slapped my hand away and turned her back to me.
"Fine, if you don't want it, then don't. I don't want to insert your big dick anymore."
"It dares!...You dare!" She cooed, then suddenly turned around and gripped my penis tightly. Then
she loosened her grip and kissed the glans with her cherry lips.
"...If...if I could hold it like this forever, I wonder if that would be called happiness
?... " She seemed to be talking to herself as she spoke to my penis.
Okay! I have to admit, even though I could vaguely sense that she sometimes had a rather innocent side,
it was completely unexpected for words like "forever" and "happiness" to come out of her mouth while she was holding my penis
.
I suddenly remembered that Xiao Feng had said something similar when she was about her age. For her... The so-called "
forever" is something that happens in a fleeting moment. "At the time, I didn't understand the true meaning of that phrase, nor
could I understand it. To be honest, no matter how grand the words, everything I did, all the sweet talk I uttered
, no matter how roundabout the approach, ultimately boiled down to just thinking about how to get her into bed
.
Later, for a while, I wandered around like a madman every night, seeking out every
woman willing to sleep with me and relentlessly having sex with them, until my penis was in excruciating pain, yet I still wouldn't stop. Finally, one night
, a girl slapped me on the bed afterward, yelling, 'You're crazy! If you're going to be so reckless, go home and
masturbate the walls!' Only then did I realize what was going on."
The "forever" she spoke of didn't truly refer to a lifetime until the end of time, but rather…
So, I shamefully spread her thighs, clad in black fishnet stockings, wide into a large "M" shape,
and began to slowly and deeply insert my hot,
hard cock into her slightly parted, protruding vulva, again and again.
The so-called forever is something that happens in a fleeting moment… *plop*…
The so-called forever is something that happens in a fleeting moment… *hmm*…
The so-called forever is a fleeting moment… Ah…
The so-called forever is… Ah… Ah…
"What are you doing?!"
With a thunderous shout, Xiaohong and I turned simultaneously towards
the source of the somewhat familiar voice—the doorway.
There stood my older sister, Xiaohua, standing there, her face filled with disbelief.
The so-called forever… Ah… Ah…!!
Five Sisters (Seven) Sweet Baha
Caught red-handed by my eldest sister, the first thought that flashed through my mind was—how to explain why her little sister,
Xiaohong, was wearing a bunny girl outfit that exposed her little sister; and why I, as her second brother-in-law, was
appearing on her bed with my little bottom naked; and finally, more importantly—why my second brother-in-law's big penis was inexplicably
inserted into the little sister's vagina.
Just as my brain was still trying to figure out this rather thorny problem, my little brother below ignored
the predicament and continued his piston-like movements in the same place.
"Brother, why are you racking your brains? The answer is right in front of you! Your little brother likes
your sister-in-law's sister, and she likes me too, so it's only natural that we'd end up together.
Just say it honestly, brother!" My big-dicked little brother seemed to be saying this to me.
Xiaohong stood there, mouth agape, stunned. I guess she was probably too surprised to know how to react. When she came to her senses 　　,
she suddenly pushed me away with a soft whimper, quickly pulled the blanket over herself,
leaving only her small head, a pair of innocent-looking, watery eyes, and a pair of long rabbit ears showing.
I coughed and pretended to scratch my head, secretly pointing to the top of my head with my finger as a hint.
She understood, awkwardly forcing a smile, and slowly removed the rabbit ears and tucked them into the blanket.
I thought, even a stray dog passing by would know what we were doing.
Usually, in situations like this, either I'm raping her, or she's raping me, or
we're having an affair. Judging from the current situation, the first two options seem unlikely. So, it's
reasonable to deduce why my penis is inserted into Xiaohong's vagina. "The above is the author's
possible reasoning process for a virtual stray dog.
" "What's going on?" The older sister asked again, feigning ignorance. Her tone was slightly softer, but with more
suspicion.
I looked at Xiaohong. She was looking at me with pitiful eyes for help. I sighed inwardly. Damn,
I wasn't the only one enjoying it. It seems like having an affair is always the man's responsibility.
There's no other way; it's better to tell the truth at this time. There's a saying... Is honesty the best policy?
Since we're going to go with the best policy, honesty is definitely the best option.
"Um…it's like this…this morning, um, the weather was nice…I got up, went downstairs
to the restaurant for coffee…smoking and thinking about some things…then Xiaohong came downstairs, opened the refrigerator
and drank milk…during this time, I secretly looked at her breasts, and my penis got hard again…then, not long after,
somehow, my little brother went inside her little sister…um, that's roughly it…"
I omitted the sexual fantasy part because Xiaohua was also involved. Even without that part, I
don't think it would affect the story's integrity! Besides, I didn't want to anger her and make her think I was a fetishist
or a sexual pervert.
Xiaohua looked at me, then at Xiaohong. The latter's head was lowered, her breasts blushing like ripe
fruit. Xiaohua looked at me again.
"…"
"…"
"…"
"Sigh…" Xiaohua seemed to give up and broke the silence first.
"You're still in the mood for jokes at a time like this... When will you ever be able to be even a little serious,
Richard..."
"...Brother-in-law is telling the truth. I don't know how he ended up inside me." Xiaohong looked up,
repeating what I had just said with an innocent expression.
"Brother-in-law...you still remember he's your brother-in-law! This time you've gone too far!" Xiaohua said sternly.
Xiaohong playfully stuck out her tongue, hiding most of her face behind the blanket, revealing a pair of mischievous eyes
that kept glancing at me.
"Aren't you going to put your clothes on?"
I then realized that I was still completely naked. A large penis was sticking straight up in mid-air. Xiaohua's
gaze seemed to intentionally or unintentionally drift towards my lower body.
I deliberately and slowly looked around for clothes. After finally finding all my clothes and putting them on,
Xiaohua took a deep breath and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Richard...come down with me first. I...have something to
tell you..." She paused, then said to Xiaohong, "I'll settle accounts with you later." I
obediently followed her downstairs.
Besides Xiaolan, the fourth sister, Xiaohua was considered one of the slimmer sisters.
However, compared to Xiaolan's bony beauty, Xiaohua was just the right amount of thin. She had
plenty of curves in the right places, like her chest and hips.
Although she was nearly 36, perhaps because she hadn't had children and often swam, she still
maintained a remarkably slender figure.
Today, Xiaohua wore a pearl-colored, wide-necked silk blouse, with the top two buttons undone. Her shirt wasn't buttoned up, revealing her bare
chest and a glimpse of her breasts and cleavage. A delicate necklace adorned her slender neck, its apex adorned with a
heart-shaped diamond of about one carat, which landed perfectly on her cleavage.
From behind, the clasp of her bra could be seen beneath her shirt; it appeared to be a light green, half-cup bra with thin
straps.
She wore a chestnut-colored pencil skirt that tautly accentuated her pear-shaped buttocks, the outline of her panties faintly visible.
The cleft of her buttocks exuded an alluring, almost sinful, sensuality, like a ripe fruit about to fall. Just waiting
for you to pull out the Southern Kingdom and catch it from below.
Her elegant figure descending the stairs was absolutely captivating. Her upper body was naturally upright, her slender waist swaying slightly, causing her hips to
sway gently. Her long legs were clad in soft indoor slippers. She stepped down the stairs unhurriedly.
Tap, tap, tap, tap.
Each step was like a beautiful musical note. Every movement was so elegant and sexy, while also
possessing an indescribable intellectual beauty.
The Creator must have kissed her waist and hips, otherwise... How could such a captivating figure be created?
I followed closely behind her, keeping pace with her steps, like two perfectly in sync dancing the tango.
Even if I looked at that figure for a lifetime, I probably wouldn't tire of it.
I guessed that to achieve that level of beauty, her abdomen, waist, vagina, and anus must have undergone
rigorous training. For the man making love with her, that must be a very blissful experience.
Xiaohua said it wasn't convenient to talk at home, so we got into her gleaming white Lexus.
A two-door electric convertible with manual transmission.
The car drove up the mountain. She skillfully steered along the winding mountain road,
shifting gears and accelerating with practiced ease.
The roof remained closed. Beautiful classical music played inside. A cool breeze from the trees blew in through the rolled-down
window, gently brushing her hair back. Her face, lightly made up, revealed no obvious
emotion. Beneath her meticulously groomed eyebrows, her straight, high nose resembled an unattainable classical sculpture. Her
pale pink lips remained slightly pursed.
With each movement of her hands, her half-exposed white breasts and the lace trim of her light green bra peeked
out. Bathed in sunlight, their beautiful shape could no longer be concealed. I couldn't help but glance at her again.
The older sister seemed to notice my gaze lingering on her.
"Are my breasts pretty?" she asked, her eyes still fixed on the mountain road ahead, a half-smile playing on her lips.
"...Hmm. Very beautiful...very beautiful..." I said, looking at her slender fingers gripping the steering wheel.
"Oh?...How beautiful?" A smile without any particular meaning appeared on her lips.
"Hmm...so beautiful...if a big truck were coming right in front of me, I wouldn't want to look away
!..."
She turned her head, looking at me with surprise. Just for a few seconds. Then her expression changed to a complex one.
"Are you just flattering me? Or are you telling the truth?"
"...Flattery?...or the truth?...maybe both...who can figure it out so clearly?
..." I muttered to myself.
"...Why don't you try it? Find a big truck and drive it towards it.
I'll know how much of what I said is true soon enough..." I said jokingly, taking out a cigarette from my pocket.
Her nipples seemed to tremble silently. Her rounded thighs under her tight skirt tightened slightly.
"..."
"..."
"...Sigh..." She sighed softly.
"What am I going to do with you, Richard? No wonder...no wonder that little brat Xiaohong took a liking to you!"
"..."
"Even I can be so easily aroused by you...let alone Xiaohong!" She sighed again.
If you got a little closer to her body, you could smell a faint, elegant foundation scent.
That fragrance gently stirred my thoughts from time to time. Surprisingly,
there weren't many cars on the road. The tires of the Lexus were unusually clear as it drove lightly on the mountain road.
We remained silent for about ten minutes. As if letting the sound take us wherever it wanted to
go.
"Can I smoke in the car?" As far as I knew, my older sister didn't smoke.
"Sure. Please go ahead." She answered briefly. She casually pulled open the ashtray in the car. It was spotless
, without a single cigarette butt. I lit a Midsevern cigarette with my lighter, took a deep drag, and
slowly exhaled the smoke.
"Didn't you have something you wanted to tell me?" I said.
"..." She didn't answer.
From her deeply furrowed brow, I guessed her thoughts were still in turmoil, as if entangled in...
A loose end to the knot, I wondered where to begin!
I waited silently for her to speak, the cigarette in my hand already burned down to a third of its original size. As I smoked, I
watched the rows of trees receding in the rearview mirror.
In the distance, amidst the green mountains across the way, a pale brown hue was visible. The maple leaves in the mountains were about to
change color. A sense of melancholy crept into my heart.
"Do you listen to classical music?" she suddenly asked, a question completely unrelated to what I had expected
.
"Classical music?...You mean the music playing now?"
"Yes. Do you like it?"
"Classical music...I don't listen to it very often. I'd say I like it or hate it...I don't really listen to music much.
Even when I'm driving. If someone plays some music, I'll listen to a little bit too...What's this?"
"Bach. Yo-Yo Ma's Baroque selections."
"Oh...Yo-Yo Ma...I think I've heard of him..." I listened carefully to a passage.
It was a sweet, sensual, slightly melancholic performance. The melody seemed quite familiar. I searched my memory. It seemed like
I'd heard it somewhere before.
"What do you think?"
"..."
"A beautiful piece, isn't it?"
"...Yeah...very beautiful...so beautiful it makes me want to poop...if I listen any longer, I might really have to stop and
find a toilet." I forced a smile. I threw the nearly finished cigarette butt out of the car. It
drew a beautiful arc briefly in the air before falling to the ground and disappearing from the rearview mirror.
"...Really?" she said calmly.
"..." I vaguely sensed something odd about her tone.
"...Don't you remember? A year ago, when you first visited our new home in Taichung, I played this
CD for you..."
"Oh?...How rude of me. I have absolutely no recollection of what happened a year ago." I rubbed
my eyes and sniffed impatiently.
"...You were acting a bit strange that day... One moment you were laughing and joking... But then when I put on this CD, you seemed
lost in thought, your words incoherent, and then you just stopped talking altogether..."
"..."
"Don't say I found it strange... Even Xiaoxi thought you were acting very strange that day... I thought about it later, and it must
be because of this CD!..."
"At first, I was a little resentful... Why did you lose your composure over this? It made me, the
person in charge, not know what to do... The scene was indeed very awkward..."
"...Later, as I slowly began to understand your situation... I actually felt that your loss of composure that day was a
very sweet thing..."
"...Sweet?..." I asked in surprise.
"...Yes. Wasn't it?..." She turned to look directly at me. In her eyes was something I had never seen before, something akin to passion
.
"...Hmm...Now that you mention it, I vaguely remember...Yes, I was acting strangely that day, but
it had absolutely nothing to do with this Yo-Yo Ma thing...Speaking of which, it's all because I drank too much of Zheng Hong's treasured
red wine that day...and then I got a terrible bout of diarrhea when I got home. Damn, my ass started hurting." I said with a forced smile.
"...Sorry for saying something inappropriate."
She remained silent.
I lit another cigarette with my lighter and exhaled forcefully out the window.
"...Suppose...I mean, just suppose...if I had any reaction to something that happened that day
...it was just because of the alcohol...I don't remember anything after I sobered up." I scratched
my head and flicked the ash out the car window.
"Music doesn't lie...others might not be able to tell...but I don't think I'd misjudge you
." She shook her head gently.
"Oh?..."
"...The first time I met you... That was a long, long time ago...
When you and Xiaoxi were both still in school. I went to find Xiaoxi... You two were so young back then... You weren't boyfriend and girlfriend yet, were you?..." She
tilted her head slightly, thinking, and suddenly sighed softly, "My God... I was so young back then... I can't
believe how fast time flies..." "
...Xiaoxi introduced you to me, and we even had dinner together... and Xiaofeng too!..." She
scratched the corner of her eye with her artfully manicured nails.
"..."
"Hmm... You made a very, very deep impression on me back then... This boy... Although he seemed
very easygoing, playful, and joking on the outside... But, he must have been very sensitive and perceptive underneath!... From
the subtle differences in your thoughtfulness towards the two girls... I'm a woman too, and I've watched Xiaoxi grow up since she was little... I couldn't
not see it..." She forced a smile, a hint of suppressed emotion in her eyes. "I was thinking back then, if I were
a few years younger, I'd probably fall in love with this boy just like Xiaoxi! Hehe..."
"Oh?...No wonder...No wonder...I also thought back then, if I were a few years older, I would definitely have the courage
to pursue you...Turns out we were already on the same wavelength...Haha...Luckily, it's not too late to realize it now...
Why don't we..."
She suddenly swerved the steering wheel sharply to the left, without even applying the brakes, barely managing to make
a 180-degree turn at nearly 60 kilometers per hour. Extremely dangerous driving; it would be quite satisfying to commit suicide.
"Enough! Enough!! Enough!!!" she suddenly roared, unable to contain herself
. Tears streamed down her face. Her fingers began to tremble from the intense emotion.
Even I was startled.
She continued to sob softly for about ten minutes.
Maybe even longer!
"...My heart aches so much...watching you continue to degrade yourself...I so want to see...you still the
likable young man I first met...not become like Zhenghong now..." she said, tears welling up in her eyes.
"You love to play! You love to play! I'll let you play! Let you play to your heart's content! Please, let Xiaohong go! I beg you! I'm
someone who doesn't care about anything anymore! She's still a child, don't ruin her too!"
I stared blankly ahead.
Although it was broad daylight, I felt as if the shadows of night were seeping into my skin, penetrating my body bit by bit
.
In the brief moments of excitement and sorrow we once shared intimately, Yo-Yo Ma on the CD player
continued to play the sweet and bittersweet Bach endlessly…
"Note: Bach. Now known as Bach. It is said to be a famous musician of the Baroque era. The Bach mentioned in the text has no
connotation of penis. I swear on my big penis this time, absolutely not."
Five Sisters (8) in the mood for love
Have you ever had this experience? Walking on the street, or waiting in the lobby of a hotel, or sitting in a Stabucks
facing the street drinking coffee, a beautiful woman walks towards you.
She may be carrying an expensive handbag in one hand and a brand new large paper bag in the other, printed with
the name of a luxury brand that you are familiar with. Her clothes, her appearance, and her figure—oh, that's definitely the most important thing, worthy
of being underlined in red and highlighted—you love them all. Well, rather than just liking,
it's more like...she's far beyond your standards. She's a goddess who could only exist in your dreams.
Her high heels click on the floor. She approaches you unhurriedly. You understand, of course, that she's
not walking straight towards you, the most handsome guy in the universe with the biggest dick, but you wish she could get a little closer.
That way, you might have a chance to catch a whiff of her perfume or makeup in the air.
In just a few seconds, you've already, with a slightly idiotic glimpse, savored her pretty
face and alluring figure. If you're lucky, maybe you'll even get a glimpse of her soft breasts
and cleavage.
As for a charming smile… usually, when we're walking down the street, we unconsciously put on a serious face, pretending to be
deep in thought or busy on our phones. It's as if this is a fixed expression that every passerby in a city must wear
.
Okay, let's get back to the point.
A charming smile that warms your heart like meeting an old friend. It will make you feel overjoyed. "Yay! Hooray!
She doesn't mind me walking past her like a random passerby!" Even if that smile wasn't specifically for you,
it doesn't matter. Being a nobody by the way, you've already gotten a huge advantage.
She walked past. She didn't stop for you. Your heart was still on her.
She must have gone to another appointment. That man—you naturally assume it must be a man, because
you're a man, you only envy men, and you absolutely need to find someone to be jealous of right now—you've never
seen him before, yet for him, that hateful stinky dick, you're slightly hurting your confidence or
self-esteem. "This is totally completely unnecessary, right
, you guys with the most amazing, super-sized dicks in the universe?"
Your jealousy and curiosity are simultaneously aroused. She undoubtedly likes shopping.
Does she also like watching movies? What color bra and panties will she wear on dates? " Are your breasts firm
and bouncy? Do you moan when a man caresses you?" "Duh! ...But
I can't feel at ease if I don't write it down.
I'll still gloss over it a bit. 'How's your pubic hair and vagina? Is your vagina juicy? What
positions do you prefer?
What's it like to have your penis inside her moist lips?' = If used as a lipstick ad slogan, it
might open up a market for male buyers! 'Am I going to have sex with that man soon?' 'In this
hotel room?!' ...and so on.
Perhaps the result of your unbearable itch is frantically calling your girlfriend, wife, sister-in-law, or
a name in your phone's contact list that you've slept with. Before the desire completely dissipates."
Most people would politely look away, then continue walking, check their watch,
or thoughtfully sip their coffee… In that fleeting moment of unintentional contact, they sigh and let
the potential encounter slip by. Then they return to their lives, which they find somewhat boring and frustrating.
But there are always one or two, whom you initially thought were the end of it. Unexpectedly, after some time,
in some inexplicable situation, her face reappears. Then there's a second,
a third…
"Sadako, stop it…" You start to worry, perhaps this isn't just an ordinary passerby?
I don't know why I suddenly wrote the above. Maybe it's
because of the strong impression she gave me when I first met her!
And perhaps she didn't realize that during that brief meeting, I wasn't maintaining subtle
differences in consideration between the two girls. Rather, I naturally maintained a subtle consideration between two plus one woman.
Okay! Okay! I admit I've always had feelings for her, and I really want to sleep with her. It's not a
bad thing, right?
I didn't know how to comfort her, so I just let her pull over temporarily.
She buried her face in her hands and sobbed softly.
I reached out my left hand and gently smoothed her slightly disheveled hair with my fingers.
"Sweetie...don't cry...your makeup will be ruined if you cry anymore..."
She looked up, her eyes glistening with tears. She looked so pitiful.
"Can you hug me?" she whispered.
"Yes," I said.
I leaned over and hugged her. I slowly and carefully kissed her forehead, her temples, her small earlobes,
the tears in her eyes, her straight nose, her philtrum, the corners of her mouth, her chin, and finally her warm lips.
She responded to my lips, tilting her head back slightly, like a sunflower facing the sun. We kissed,
embraced, and felt each other's bodies.
That intimate feeling was truly wonderful.
My right hand slid down her neck, my fingertips gently circling her chest and breasts.
After a slight hesitation, I slipped my fingers inside her bra. Her lips were captured by my kiss, and she could only
let out a soft moan. "Mmm..." I gently kneaded her breasts and nipples, the small nipples...
Provoked, it quickly hardened.
Her breasts craved the caress of my hand, just as my penis craved her delicate hand
. I pulled one of her hands to my bulging crotch. She naturally began to stroke it. Her
breath on my lips and the low moans from deep within her throat naturally fueled my desire for more.
My hand quietly moved to the inside of her thigh, first gently stroking it with my palm, then slowly increasing the pressure, and
trying to slip it under her skirt. "No…someone will see…" she gasped softly, squeezing her thighs together and trying to
stop me from going any further.
Ignoring her resistance, I lowered my head and took her nipple into my mouth.
"Mmm…" she groaned softly. Her upper body involuntarily arched and swayed slightly. My right hand continued
to slip under her skirt.
"Ah...ah...ah..." Her breasts and nipples were completely defenseless against my sucking and licking, she could only hold my
head tightly and pant softly, helplessly letting my hand gently scrape and rub the panties above her mons pubis.
"Xiaohua...do you want my fingers to go inside?... " I whispered in her
ear while rubbing the top of her wet cleft.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, rested her head on my shoulder, and shook her head weakly.
My fingers finally slipped inside the side of her panties and touched her soft, wet vulva...
Twelve years ago, when we first met, neither of us could have imagined that one day, in this mountain,
in her fashionable and expensive sports car, she would let me caress her body for the first time!
This small Japanese-style inn was built in a secluded corner of the valley, with a small stream flowing beside it
. The other two sides were surrounded by dense forest.
The seemingly inconspicuous entrance of the inn was next to a small path branching off from the main road. The low stone wall outside
was a bit mottled, and green moss lay quietly between the stones. There was a small parking lot in front of the hotel,
with three cars parked there.
The hotel itself wasn't new, but it wasn't particularly old either; it was hard to tell when it was built. Time seemed to
have lost its meaning inside. Several hotel staff members went about their tasks quietly.
The first floor housed a restaurant and a lounge. The lounge had a few old sofas, low coffee tables, a bookshelf, and large glass ashtrays. An old-fashioned green coin-operated telephone lay quietly and contentedly 　　on a low cabinet,
like a sleeping cat . 　　A narrow elevator was next to the lounge. Taking the elevator to the fifth floor, there was a poorly lit 　　corridor on the right. The floor was covered with a worn red carpet. High heels only made a dull sound when they stepped on it. The rooms 　　were arranged on both sides of the corridor. 　　There were two types of rooms: standard rooms and Japanese-style rooms. The Japanese-style rooms had a bathroom and a 　　small living room inside. The living room was really just a square low coffee table on the wooden floor with a simple flower arrangement on it, 　　and a few cushions casually placed on the floor—that was all. Pushing open the French windows revealed a charming 　　little balcony. From there, one could watch the babbling brook flow below or gaze at the distant mountains. 　　Next to the living room was a tatami bedroom, about the size of eight tatami mats. It had a low cabinet, a wardrobe 　　, and a full-length mirror; there was no partition between the bedroom and living room. 　　This hotel, incredibly, evoked 　　feelings from a long time ago—around university—when I was traveling around the island with three or four close friends. Perhaps I had stayed in a similar hotel in some unfamiliar little place back then 　　! "Maybe we even called a woman to the room for some fun..." 　　Xiaohua seemed quite familiar with the place. Why choose such an ordinary hotel? I thought that with her 　　taste, she would choose a more upscale place. Clearly, there was another side to her personality that I didn't know about. 　　I didn't ask her, nor did I intend to. For me, sleeping with her was already a wonderful thing. 　　I didn't care at all whether it was in a five-star hotel or a noisy hostel with only dorm rooms. Besides, 　　I didn't dislike the hostel; in fact, my first impression of it even had a nostalgic intimacy 　　. 　　We laid out a sleeping mat on the tatami, took off each other's clothes, and lay down on it, our legs intertwined, passionately 　　kissing. Like animals in heat. 　　My thighs rubbed and squeezed against Xiaohua's mons pubis, making her gasp and gasp for breath, her tongue 　　having to temporarily leave my mouth. 　　"Would you mind... having sex with a woman older than you?" Her voice trembled slightly. 　　"Would you mind having sex with a man who likes SM and anal sex?" 　　"What?" A hint of surprise appeared in her eyes as she said shyly. "...But...I'm not prepared 　　...How about another day?...If you like..." 　　"Silly girl. I was just kidding," I said with a smile. 　　"I don't mind having sex with you at all... I should say. It feels like a dream come true." 　　"Really?" 　　"Of course it is," I said. 　　I rolled over on top of her, my hands cupping her soft breasts, my tongue swirling and 　　licking her two swollen nipples as I looked at her and said. "Do you like my nipples?" she moaned. "...Like... 　　can you take the whole thing in? The whole breast?" She nodded with difficulty, her starry eyes slightly closed. 　　"Ah..." Her nipples involuntarily swelled and stood erect. 　　I went around to her back and hugged her from behind. One hand played with her breasts, the other hand played with her white, plump buttocks and 　　the base of her thighs. 　　"I've wanted to play with your breasts and buttocks like this for a long time. So beautiful..." 　　"Mmm. Mmm...today I'll let you...play to your heart's content..." She let me run wild all over her proud body like a naughty child 　　. Her long eyelashes closed in ecstasy, her fair cheeks flushed slightly, her waist 　　swayed gently, and her breath was sweet as orchids. 　　I suddenly thought of Zheng Hong and the precious red wine he had opened especially for me. He had always wanted to bridge 　　the gap between us. Perhaps he intended to play the role of an older brother? I wondered 　　what his expression and reaction would be if he saw his wife's fair breasts and buttocks being played with like this by me, his younger brother who was six years younger than her 　　. 　　"I say, Brother Zheng Hong, if you really want to bridge the gap between us, instead of sharing your beauty with me..."

"Wine is less effective than offering your wife's fair body like this!"
"Zhenghong...he..." I blurted out.
"He...hasn't touched me in a long time...um...um..." she said without opening her eyes.
"Why?" My mouth was still buried in her chest, and I could only ask vaguely.
"Probably because he has other women outside..." she sighed softly, opening her eyes slightly.
"...He has other women...and you say so too?"
"...Aren't you one?" she said slowly, stroking my shiny black hair.
"I think you've misunderstood. I don't have any other women outside."
She smiled without answering.
I wanted to explain the difference between emotional infidelity and physical infidelity, but I gave up immediately. Because
that would undoubtedly turn into an extremely long and boring conversation. It's more practical to use that time for sex
.
"I didn't ask you to do anything, Richard, don't rush." She kissed my lips.
"Why don't you become my other woman?" I joked.
She thought for a moment and said. "...Hmm...I like you...but I think you know I don't want to steal my
sister's husband." "
Oh?..." "...Look, I not only have a huge penis, but I'm also incredibly skilled in bed. Don't you
want to seriously reconsider?" I placed my large penis in her hand.
She held my penis, giggling. "That's quite an attractive offer."
"But I'm Xiaoxi's older sister. I don't want to hurt her..."
"Then...if you can't be my woman, then be my one-night stand. Is that alright?"
I hugged her from behind, kneading her breasts.
She tilted her head, pretending to think. "That's something I can consider."
"Hmm. Take your time! While you're considering, you won't object to me continuing what I was doing, right?"
My hand moved down from her buttocks, teasing her vulva. The intense stimulation made her let out an "Ah!" and involuntarily
arch her body. My other hand gripped her breasts even tighter, my teasing fingers transforming into a freely bending penis
, slowly entering and exiting her already overflowing vagina.
"Ah...ah...ah...ah..." She reacted intensely to the thrusting of my fingers, her buttocks pressing against my lower abdomen
, my hard, burning penis rubbing against the skin of her inner thighs. While rhythmically scraping her
vaginal walls and G-spot, I slowly changed from one finger in and out to two fingers simultaneously. When she involuntarily grasped
my engorged penis and began to stroke it up and down, I saw the time was right, so I withdrew my wet fingers and
inserted my huge penis into her tender vagina from behind.
"Ah!..." she gasped softly. She gripped my hand that was supporting her waist tightly. I simply inserted it,
but didn't rush. I wanted Xiaohua to first experience the sensation of her honeyed vagina being opened by her brother-in-law's hot penis before slowly inserting,
her flower-like lips shamefully holding the huge penis of a man other than her husband.
I slowly pushed in, my penis stretching her vagina inch by inch, waves of fullness
washing over her. Once my penis was fully inserted into her body, the massive glans and the slight trembling of its tendons
reached her cervix. As I had anticipated, her vagina was still very tight, gripping my penis firmly
. I could feel her lower body trembling and contracting intensely. With every cell and nerve in my body
, I carefully savored the subtle changes in her beautiful body and emotions.
Her fair, intellectually beautiful buttocks, under the lewd violation of my penis, involuntarily began to sway slightly
, unconsciously revealing their sensual function.
Was that elegant temperament and intellectual beauty merely an aphrodisiac, naturally evolved by the body to achieve greater pleasure
? And was male impulse ultimately just a tool unconsciously used?
"Like watching the 'Sex and the City' series." Who was manipulating whose body and soul
? Of course, at that moment, I wasn't pondering such 　　complex questions
while inserting my penis into my older sister's vagina .
Suddenly, a vague thought surfaced. And without exception,
before I could even clearly discern its form, I was overwhelmed by the surging pleasure in my lower body. All I could do was
rise and fall with the waves, forcefully ejaculating, wasn't that it?
"Your body is completely mine now, isn't it, big sister?" I whispered in her ear. I lowered my head, sucking on her ever-erecting breasts. Her light brown nipples and areolas, glistening with my saliva, 　　shimmered wetly
in the sunlight . 　　She closed her eyes tightly, shaking her head in pain. Her nails, gripping my hand, almost dug into my flesh. 　　"You said you'd use your own body to replace Xiaohong's..." I began to gently thrust my massive member, slowly penetrating 　　her tender, wet vagina. While calmly and steadily entering and exiting her delicate opening, I deliberately used lewd 　　words to stimulate her. "From now on, your body belongs to me... Xiaohua..." 　　"Mmm... mmm... mmm. Mmm... no... don't..." She let out a muffled moan, weakly 　　resisting the intense pleasure in her lower body and the lewd teasing in my mouth. 　　"Don't want it?... Really don't want it?... " I lifted one of her pink legs and thrust hard into her clitoris a few times 　　. "Ahhh..." Her nipples trembled in my hands, her hands gripping the mattress tightly, but there was no leverage. 　　To break down a woman's self-esteem—which is essential for further experiencing the wonderful pleasure of unreserved sex— 　　is actually not that difficult, especially in bed. Make her infatuated with your caresses, so that the mere thought of your penetration 　　makes her wet; praise her body as if you truly love her; whisper to her 　　how much you want to possess her body; finally, use your huge penis to prove to her how 　　insignificant and superfluous so-called self-esteem is in the enjoyment of sexual pleasure. 　　"Don't you want it yet?... Big sister's body doesn't seem to be saying that..." I propped myself 　　up, raising her buttocks to a doggy-style position. This would make it easier and deeper to penetrate Xiaohua's body. I tried thrusting a few 　　times to adjust to the optimal hip height and insertion angle. 　　Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle... With the lubrication of her love juices, my penis began to stretch and rub freely and pleasurefully.

Her vaginal walls. To gain more pleasure, the tender flesh of her vaginal cavity unconsciously
sucked at my penis with each thrust, as if trying to keep it inside her forever.
"Ahhhhh...ahhhhh..." Her cries began to be filled with the wanton pleasure of pleasure. Her buttocks
also met my thrusts, pushing against me, allowing her swollen vulva to reach my lower abdomen for greater stimulation.
The image of the two of us having sex like dogs was reflected in the dressing mirror.
"Look in the mirror."
"No...no...it's too shameful..." "
...your body seems to have betrayed you, Xiaohua...listen...the lewd sounds coming from down there..." *Sizzle! Sizzle!
Sizzle! Sizzle!* I deliberately made the sounds.
"No...don't say it. Ah, ah, ah, ah..." The more she said, the more her waist twisted.
"Huff... If you don't want to be my woman... huff... why are you making me do this..." I
said breathlessly, thrusting my hips with all my might. "Can't we... can't you be my woman?... "
"Impossible! Ahhhhh..." she said painfully, thrusting my penis into her.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! I pressed her buttocks down, my hands on her waist, my lower abdomen slapping against
her trembling, tender buttocks, thrusting my penis solidly into her already soaking
wet honey pot again and again...
When I opened my eyes, the sky outside the window was shrouded in dark clouds. The scent of rain drifted in through the large, never-closed French windows
. My mouth was dry, like I'd chewed dry straw. My mind was still half-asleep. I stared blankly at
the square glass-shaded paper lamp on the ceiling.
Xiaohua's head was buried in my arms, sleeping like a baby. Her bare shoulders rose and fell rhythmically with her breathing
. I pulled the blanket up. For a long while, I gazed at her long eyelashes and straight nose, lost in thought.
What a beautiful face. Even in her sleep, there was no trace of slovenly weariness. That beauty seemed to have become something
akin to willpower, firmly integrated into her breath.
There are some people who, with age, accumulate a special kind of inner beauty. Like
tree rings, they deepen gradually, forming different layers, each unique. With such a person,
whether chatting or making love, you will never feel bored. Because the deeper you delve into her unique world, the
more windows she will open for you, allowing you to glimpse a wonderful world you've never seen before.
But you must first remove their—everyone wears—masks.
What lies beneath those masks? I'm curious. Every time I sleep with different women, undress them,
and delve into their bodies and the deepest recesses of their desires, I try to peek at the scenery beneath those masks. Sometimes
I can see it, sometimes it's blurry and hard to tell. I always try to find something unique in it that deeply moves me
—something everyone has to some extent—and then keep it safe in my heart. I don't know what the point is. But maybe only in this way can I 　　talk
to the other person more honestly, without masks ? 　　I vaguely thought about all sorts of things, and soon, sleepiness crept in like a gentle rain. 　　The next day, my sister-in-law Xiaohong seized the opportunity and asked me privately, "You slept with my older sister yesterday, didn't you?!" 　　"Huh?" 　　"Sure enough... I felt something was off about the way you two looked when you came back. I knew I was right..." 　　She pouted. "How was it? Was it exciting to have sex with your older sister? Did you do SM?" 　　"SM? I even did anal sex!" I said. 　　"Anal sex?!" she exclaimed, "I didn't expect you two to be so daring..." 　　I ignored her and continued reading my newspaper. 　　"Hey...brother-in-law..." she leaned closer, her chest resting on my arm. 　　"Guess what I did after you drove away yesterday. There's a prize for the right guess." 　　"What did you do? You weren't masturbating in your room wearing a bunny costume, were you?" 　　"Hehe...you're really good at guessing. But, you're pretty close...actually, I called Xiaowei and asked him to come over and 　　have sex with me. Hehe..." she said mischievously. 　　"In your room? Wearing that bunny costume?" I put down my newspaper and asked in surprise. 　　"On my bed! But I wasn't wearing the bunny costume!" she said with a smile. "I'm saving the bunny costume for my brother-in-law 　　!" 　　"Aren't you afraid of being caught in bed again?" 　　"Oh well...what can I do...we were only halfway through 　　when we were discovered...someone's sister was getting really good from her brother-in-law..." she said, squeezing her breasts against my arm, creating a deep cleavage. 　　She reached out and touched my crotch. 　　"I was thinking about my brother-in-law while I couldn't help but climax!..." 　　"What?" I really wanted to reach out my claws to those huge breasts in front of me. But I held back in the end 　　. 　　"I don't care! Brother-in-law, you have to make it up to me. You still owe me one." The little girl's coquettishness 　　immediately broke down my lower body's protective shield. My little brother automatically got hard again. 　　"Next time... let's try SM... okay?..." she said in a low, shy voice. 　　"Don't you hate SM?" 　　"If it's you, brother-in-law... it should be okay..." she said, biting her lip. "If my older sister can do it... 　　I want to try it with you too!... You have to be gentle..." Her voice got lower and lower as she spoke. When she said the last sentence, 　　it was as soft as a mosquito singing. 　　"And anal sex. Don't forget, there's anal sex too!" I said seriously. 　　"Eh... anal sex... anal sex... this... this..." 　　Xiaohong's young and shy face turned as red as a ripe fruit. 　　The five sisters (nine) Walkonby 　　took a break from work to smoke at the building entrance. 　　After a brief nod to a few familiar smokers in the building, I stood on the sidewalk a little distance from the entrance and called Peggy. 　　"Hello, it's me, Richard. Are you busy?" I took out my Mildseven, lit it, and quickly took 　　a drag. 　　"Richard! Oh. Not busy at all. Are you at work?" Her cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone. 　　"Yeah. How are you doing lately?"

"So-so. Same as always. What brings you here? You haven't called in ages. You said you
didn't answer my voicemail. I thought you'd disappeared again!"
"Sigh! I'm busy! You know that… By the way, wanna grab a bite?"
"Sure! You're treating? When?" "Are you free
at noon? "
"You mean today at noon?!"
"Yes. Are you in Taipei now?"
"No, I'm in Hsinchu! I'm visiting a client this morning. I have to go back to teach a class this afternoon… It's a
bit rushed."
"A class? What class? Can't you skip it?"
"It's for work! It's a paid course, 1500 NTD, I've already paid the registration fee…"
"…I'm really stressed lately. I'm thinking of skipping work this afternoon. We haven't seen each other in a while. Just come
keep me company! Okay? Let's go to Brothers Restaurant for dim sum."
"Ugh! You always rush things, why didn't you ask sooner?"
"What time will you arrive in Taipei?"
"Probably...after 12 o'clock...I should be able to get there by 12:30...You mean Brothers Hotel?"
"Yes. Brothers Hotel. I should get there first, wait for you in the coffee shop on the first floor."
"Okay. I'll call you on the way."
"Okay. Take your time, no rush."
"...Richard, what happened?" she suddenly asked at the end.
After having sex in bed, the two of us went to the bathroom to shower. Still wet, Peggy
squatted down next to the sink to give me oral sex. Her mouth and hands were very skillful, always licking my glans and
urethral opening very carefully. The strength of her hands was just right, and as she rubbed, I quickly came to pleasure.
"Have you been doing it a lot lately? Why is it harder to ejaculate than before?" she asked with a smile while rubbing.
"No, not at all." I touched her full breasts. Her proud D-cup
breasts could not be hidden even when she wore a suit.
When I pinched her nipples just now, no white milk came out. She said that her child had been weaned for a long time.
Do you want to have another one? I asked her. "No, two kids are enough," she said. "Really? What a pity, then
I won't have the chance to suck your breasts anymore," I said.
After all, she's almost 30 and has had two kids, so her lower abdomen is a bit fleshy, and her buttocks and thighs are round and full.
Luckily, she's 165cm tall, with fair and rosy skin, and her pubic hair and vulva are quite cute.
When she smiles, she reveals two dimples, and her fair and fleshy appearance is actually quite tempting.
"Yeah, how come you get so wet just from touching you? It's been a long time since you've done it!" I
said with a grin, touching her wet and soft vulva.
"I won't tell you that."
After inserting it into her mouth a few times, I lifted her up and sat her on the sink, spreading her legs apart, and slowly entered her
wet and tender vulva.
"Eeeeeeeee..." She supported herself with one hand behind her, and with the other hand, she grabbed my buttocks, pressing down hard on
her vulva. "Harder...harder...deeper...oh oh oh...so deep...it's hitting the spot...ah ah
ah..."
"So proactive. Try thrusting harder yourself." I stopped my hip movements, letting her thrust her vulva to
take my penis.
"Eeeeeeeee...eeeeeeeeee..." Watching her moan lewdly as her pussy diligently fucked my cock,
I really thought she was a rare slut.
"Missing my big cock?" I rubbed her clitoris with my thumb.
"Uh...uh..." She tilted her head back and nodded gently.
"Then I'll make you feel good a few more times today." I sucked on her swollen areolas and nipples, and started
thrusting harder.
We changed positions and locations for intercourse. From the bathroom to the sofa, and from the sofa to the windowsill
. We made love in front of the large glass windows while looking at the street scene.
The bustling pedestrians below hurried past. If someone suddenly looked up
, they might catch a glimpse of her large breasts pressed against the glass in the shadows.
"Hey, someone please look up! While you're all busy making a living down here, someone's
putting on a free porn show for you right outside your hotel room window! Consider it a reward for your hard
work all day!"
I decided that if anyone glanced up, Peggy would have to press her mons pubis against the glass
. That way, the lucky person would have a clearer view of my penis inside her. If
they had a camera or camera phone, taking pictures would be fine too! Hehe…
However, rather disappointingly, no one looked up. Not a single person looked up at the sky or
the buildings. A few people stood on the street corner smoking, but they seemed only interested in the passing girls
and cars.
Even so, having sex facing the street still excited Peggy greatly. She actually agreed to anal sex with me.
This was a first for her.
Her anus was tightly gripped, making it very exciting. After only a few thrusts, her moans became extremely
lewd and wild. Perhaps it had been a long time since she had been anally penetrated? Her full lips parted slightly, saliva
gurgling in her mouth. With each thrust, her vagina involuntarily opened and closed, the flowing fluids dripping
onto the white sheets, soaking a large area.
I also ejaculated solidly inside her anus. I asked her how it felt. She said, "Holding back the urge to defecate
while feeling the intense pleasure of my penis filling my anus and inside me is enough to drive you crazy. It feels like my whole body
is about to explode.
" "It's like being suckled by a man, it's very addictive," she said.
After using the toilet and taking a shower, she lay limply on the bed.
I was wearing a bathrobe, my wet hair combed back, and I lit a
cigarette with a restaurant match in front of the glass window.
The traffic jam on the street seemed stuck, surrounded by tall buildings.
When the red light came on, the commuter-looking crowd surged towards the center of the road like two tides, silently meeting.
Then they all disappeared in opposite directions. Did anyone among them ever stop, look up, and wonder if
their wife, husband, or lover was having sex with someone else in that hotel?
"What are you looking at so intently?" She tiptoed up behind me, barefoot, and
hugged me from behind.
"I'm looking at us!" I pointed with my cigarette-holding finger to the crowd crossing the street below.
"Oh?" She looked out curiously. "Our doppelgangers?"
"In those people, don't you feel like you can see your past, present, and future selves?" I
slowly took a drag of my cigarette and exhaled.
"Let me have one." She reached out and took the cigarette from my hand, took two puffs, and then handed it back.
"I think... you're acting a little strange today... and you want my back..." She paused, then
smiled slightly. "But it's really exciting."
"You can tell me what's on your mind! We sales people don't just have one mouth. We also have two
ears that are good at listening!"
"It's nothing serious! I've just been feeling a bit bored at work lately, and I can't help but start thinking about
all sorts of things." I turned around and stubbed out my cigarette in the ashtray. I reached into her bathrobe and roughly
stroked her bare buttocks. "Like, thinking about sex, anal sex... and so on."
"You think about these childish and low-class things at work?" She wrapped her arms around my neck,
pressing her half-exposed breasts against me as she spoke. Her full, luscious lips were slightly upturned, as if begging for my
kiss.
"Yeah. Otherwise, I might get bored to death." My lips came within a centimeter of hers, then
I changed my mind and slid down to her chest.
She sighed softly and lifted her chest slightly.
"Is everything alright here? Does it hurt?" I gently touched her slightly swollen anus between her buttocks with my fingers
.
"Will my husband find out when I get home?"
"You rascal, it's all your fault!" She pinched my ear. "If he doesn't touch me for a day or two, it should be
fine."
"Say hello to your husband for me!"
"Why! You two don't even know each other, why should I say hello for you?"
"We've never met, but we sleep with the same woman, so it feels like we should be quite familiar."
I said with a smile. "Maybe we'll get along quite well. Do you want to introduce me?"
"Are you crazy? Are you itching for a beating?" she said, both angry and amused.
I quickly took off her bathrobe from her shoulders, and also took off my own bathrobe, revealing my erect penis and throbbing
glans.
Although her back was almost too stiff to straighten, Peggy knew she couldn't escape the beating that was about to begin
. Soon she lay on the bed, obediently spreading her legs, allowing my huge penis to penetrate her tender hole again.
Who knows? Maybe some stranger with a briefcase just stopped and
looked up at this window.
The Five Sisters (10) The Temptation of an Accident
The eldest sister, Xiaohui, came to Taipei to apply for a US visa. My wife, Xiaoxi, was supposed to take time off to accompany her to the AIT interview, but
something came up, so I accompanied Xiaohui instead.
I parked my car at the drop-off point of the Flying Dog Bus at the Zhongxiao Fuxing Station of the MRT. After waiting in the car for about 10 minutes
, I saw Xiaohui get off the bus with her one-year-old son, Yaoyao.
"I'm sorry, brother-in-law. I'm sorry to have troubled you to take time off. Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"It's no trouble at all. I just got here too."
I took Yaoyao and played with him for a bit. Yaoyao was amused by me and giggled. The little guy is quite cute,
but his eyes are a bit mischievous.
After letting Xiaohui sit in the back seat first, I handed the child to her.
"It's only a short walk to AIT, Yao Yao shouldn't be too bad without a car seat, right?" I leaned forward and
asked.
"It's okay, I'll hold her," she said with a smile.
Xiao Hui was wearing a light yellow thin knit sweater today, revealing her full bust. She wore
tight jeans and black patent leather flats. The jeans, emphasizing her hips, made her already shapely
figure even more attractive.
As I leaned down to fasten her seatbelt, I couldn't help but glance at her exposed chest.
She seemed quite used to showing off her breasts in public, even while breastfeeding. Getting closer, I could
smell a unique fragrance typical of women who have given birth. I guessed it was a mixture of milk, a young woman's
natural scent, and various hormones! In short, the mere presence of that scent within a meter, for
example, inside a subway car, was enough to make my blood boil.
"Huh? Your hairstyle changed again?"
Her hair was permed into glamorous waves, lightly dyed a light brown.
"Yes. Does it look good?" She looked surprised, then smiled and squinted her eyes. I
looked her over carefully from front to back and said, "Hmm... It looks very comfortable overall. The color isn't too strong. It's quite feminine. It
suits you well."
"Really? Thank you for your compliment. You're such a thoughtful person. Even Jia Hui took several days
to notice that my hair was different." She gently brushed the hair behind her neck with her hand. "I think changing my hairstyle
can definitely change my mood..."
"So, did it work?" I asked with a smile.
"You mean change my mood?" She tilted her head and thought for a moment. "Hmm... Maybe a little!"
"But hearing your compliment today makes me feel that the three thousand dollars was well spent." Her smile was
as bright as the sunshine outside.
"What? More than three thousand dollars?" I couldn't help but gasp. "You women really know how to spend money like this. Next time
you need a change of pace, remember to come to me first. I'll put in a good word for you, and you can save that money!"
"You don't understand! Women dress up for those they want to please!" she said cheerfully.
While Xiaohui was at AIT getting her visa, I found a nearby coffee shop to kill time. In less than half...
Xiaohui finished her interview in an hour. Instead of rushing back to Hsinchu, she sat down to rest in a coffee shop.
Upbeat jazz music played in the café—not too loud, not too quiet. The aroma of coffee
gradually relaxed her. I crossed my legs and let myself sink into the sofa, unconsciously
swaying my gleaming shoes to the rhythm of the music.
Xiaohui seemed to be infected by the relaxed atmosphere as well. She sat comfortably on the red sofa opposite me, holding her
child on her lap and playing with him. Her cheek occasionally nestled against Yaoyao's tender little face, and she hummed
nursery rhymes she had heard as a child.
To outsiders, we might even look like a family. Unfortunately, that was just an illusion.
Even if such a thought had flashed through Xiaohui's and my minds, it would be a topic difficult to bring up easily.
"Where do you want to go later? I'll go with you," I said.
"Hmm... there's nowhere I particularly want to go. It's a bit of a hassle with a child. Resting here and
having some coffee is a rare treat. The little one seems tired and wants to sleep..." she
said with a faint smile.
I looked at Yao Yao in her arms, "actually, I was just glancing at her chest." The little one was also looking at me. One
little hand shamelessly grabbed Xiao Hui's full breasts. Although she yawned repeatedly, she occasionally showed a wary look.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen big breasts before?"
"Okay, okay, I've seen plenty of big breasts, but I've never really seen your mommy's big tits before.
Could you please move your hand away for a moment? It's dry..."
"Hmph. I can touch my mommy's tits as long as I want. I touch them in the morning, I touch them at night, and
I get to lick them to my heart's content with every meal. Not only can I squeeze her tits while she's naked, but I can even touch them through a layer of clothing."
"Wow. You can't judge a book by its cover. This kid is a real pervert."
"Hehehe... As long as I pretend to cry and want to eat, Mommy will automatically show her big, white breasts so
I can lick her nipples. I've recently learned how to do it. Besides
sucking on Mommy's nipple whole, I also have to caress her other breast with my hand. In addition to sucking, I can also use my tongue
to touch, tease, flick, press, and stir Mommy's cute nipples. At this time, Mommy will make 'mmm' and 'ah' sounds
and hug me tightly."
"Damn... He even knows how to touch, tease, flick, press, and stir. It turns out this kid is not only a big
pervert, but also a knowledgeable sex expert. I was blind to his greatness today
. By the way, what did the master just say about 'naked clothes'?"
"Idiot. Mommy's taking a bath with me! How can we bathe without taking our clothes off? Hehehe... Uncle, wipe your drool first
! Want to see Mommy's hole down there? Yao Yao can see it clearly, and often accidentally touches it too.
Hehehe..."
"Yao Yao, Yao Yao's great-grandfather, can you pretend to cry and ask for some milk? Damn! Uncle
's big cock is so hard it hurts."
"Huh? Uncle, are you trying to do what my dad does, pinning my mommy down and sticking your thing down
there to make her scream? Yao Yao's warning you. As soon as I start crying, my mommy
can immediately escape from under dad and pick me up. Dad's thing will go soft and won't be able to bully mommy anymore
. Then mommy will put dad's soft thing in her mouth, and it will get smaller and
smaller until dad sighs and gives up. Hmph. Even my dad isn't my match, Uncle, you
should just give up!"
"Hmm... You really are a tough guy. Uncle is completely impressed... Hmm..."
"Hehe... Good that you know, Uncle. If Uncle behaves himself, when Yao Yao has had a good sleep, he'll definitely
let mommy show a little bit of her milk to Uncle. Heh..." The boy yawned several times,
making satisfied tsk-tsk sounds.
"Hmm...but...even though Yao Yao is amazing, he's not omnipotent. I don't think you even know where your 　　weakness 　　is 　　,
you need Uncle to remind you 　　! 　　Waha 　　... 　　"No, no! Yao Yao, don't sleep!... If Yao Yao falls asleep, that stupid uncle's stick will go into Mommy 　　's hole!... Stupid uncle... you dead uncle... you better remember this..." 　　She held Yao Yao and coaxed him to sleep, and in no time she had him lying flat in the stroller. 　　Being a mother is really not easy, I thought to myself. 　　"Taking care of a child must be tiring, right? And you also have to do housework." I asked casually, sipping my coffee. 　　"Yeah. It's very tiring. It's even more tiring if the men in the family don't help take care of the child." She 　　said with a wry smile. "Brother-in-law, don't you and Xiao Xi want to have a child?" 　　"We're both very busy! And I heard that a baby's crying can make a man impotent." I 　　said seriously. 　　"Who said it can make a man impotent?" She said, gesturing to her mouth with her hand. 　　Xiao Hui's voice was as soft and sweet as she was. If she used that kind of voice to moan in bed, wouldn't it 　　make a man ecstatic? Watching her softly utter the word "impotence," I desperately wanted to 　　ravage those alluring lips with my own. No! If I had to put it more forcefully, I should let her 　　experience it for herself with my big cock, to see if she really wasn't impotent! 　　"Someone once told me about this! Besides, every man I've ever seen with a child seems to look 　　miserable, like he's impotent. I don't want to become like that! That's worse than being old and having no children to keep 　　you company!" I continued calmly, even though my crotch had already quickly pitched a tent. 　　"Hehe...you're so funny." Her laughter was like a rose blooming in the morning. With each smile and gesture, her ample bosom rose and fell...

Her full breasts were mesmerizing. If I could make her laugh like that every day, seeing her happy, wouldn't that be wonderful
?
Is Jia Hui, that blockhead, an idiot or impotent? He has such a gentle, beautiful, docile,
and stunningly beautiful wife at home, yet he doesn't cherish her. All he talks about are research projects! Students! All sorts of nonsense. And he expects me
to help him make his wife happy. I think I should go all the way and fulfill his duties as a husband,
properly caressing his beautiful wife's tender hole in bed, and incidentally, helping him have a few more chubby babies!
"I seriously doubt I'll be a good father," I said. "I'm terrible at dealing with unreasonable people. Let
alone children."
"If that's the reason, you can rest assured and have a few more... don't worry about it so much. You
'll definitely be a good father," she said with a smile. "I can guarantee that."
"Huh? How so?" I asked, puzzled.
"Well... maybe it's a woman's and mother's intuition," she paused before continuing. "I know Xiaoxi's stubbornness
all too well. Your brother-in-law has tolerated her for so long, so you shouldn't have any trouble with children... Do
n't you think what I'm saying makes a lot of sense?" She winked at me, a
subtle, ambiguous smile playing on her lips. "It sounds like I'm criticizing Xiaoxi... Hmm... If she knew, she
'd definitely come running to argue with me again." "
...But no matter what, we'll always side with our sister. And we sincerely hope she
can find happiness. You understand what I mean?" she said, looking into my eyes. I nodded.
"Sigh... Actually, sometimes when Xiaohua and I chat privately, we're quite envious of you two..."
"Envious of us? Why?"
"...Because watching you two interact often gives off a very sweet feeling. For example, you
joke around with each other... or touch each other's bodies naturally and intimately. Even hugging and
kissing openly..." she said softly.
"...You and Xiaoxi got married not much later than us, right? Why can you still maintain such a close relationship?
...Jiahui...I don't even know when he last held my hand..." Her bright black eyes shimmered
. Was it a simple expression of envy? Or did it also contain a hint of jealousy? I couldn't tell.
Her slender fingers unconsciously stroked the smooth surface of her coffee cup, and after a moment of silence, she said, "...We
sisters talk about everything in private...From many little things, we can feel that Xiaoxi
truly loves you, brother-in-law...and you feel the same way, don't you?...Just that alone makes
us sisters very envious..."
She said in one breath. Many things I had never thought about. I didn't know how to respond for a moment.
I never imagined that Xiaoxi and I would be perceived by her sisters like this—a pair of horny bastards.
But, when you really want to hug your wife, hold her close, and kiss her lips, isn't it natural to do that
? What's the big deal? I didn't strip her naked and ride on her in public.
Talking about everything? With Xiaoxi's inability to keep a secret, she probably
already told them about the wonderful sensations of me penetrating her, after her sisters' subtle probing. No wonder…no wonder I always
felt a subtle, almost imperceptible amusement in the way her sisters—except for Xiaolan, whom I don't see often—looked at me or spoke to me
. I always thought it was because I was funny.
Turns out, that's all bullshit! It seems the legend of my big dick is already common knowledge.
Thinking about this, I didn't know whether to feel sad or happy, and I really wanted to take out a cigarette. But smoking is prohibited indoors,
and there was a sleeping little devil next to me. I could only fiddle with the lighter in my pocket.
"Xiaohui, I don't think we need to envy anyone at all!" I said. "You've always been a very charming
woman. Impeccable in every way. Wherever you go, you naturally attract the attention of men and women around you.
If I were a woman, I would definitely be jealous of this innate charm!" "
...But I'm not as lucky as Xiaoxi...My life is both ordinary and boring. I don't think
I have any charm at all..." she said, lowering her eyes.
"You have a fatal attraction that even Xiaoxi can't match for men!" I said seriously. "
I can guarantee that."
"Really...really?" she asked in surprise, her charming chest rising and falling slightly.
"Of course. I'm not joking." I said.
This is terrible. My original intention was to encourage her and cheer her up. How come my last tone sounded like I
was seducing her into bed.
The five sisters (11) finally couldn't help but feel sad.
If this world didn't have the ambiguity and luster of language, it would definitely become a dark and
boring place.
But language has its limits after all. When you want to truly express your feelings, a thousand words
sometimes can't compare to a simple action, like a kiss or a hug.
That's good, otherwise, if everyone was busy whispering sweet nothings and not making love, humanity would have
disappeared from the earth long ago.
Xiaohui and I could sit there forever, continuing that kind of conversation that might make our hearts flutter, just
like our relationship has always been. But right now, what I really wanted to do was go over and pick her up and
kiss her.
And in fact, I did.
"I'm very serious," I emphasized again.
There was no point in hiding it now. I might as well admit it openly. Even if I got rejected, it would
just be another embarrassment in my life record, nothing to lose.
"This might sound presumptuous. But… I really can't help but want to hug and kiss you right now," I said.
"…Of course, provided you don't mind me doing this."
She probably never imagined I would say something so bold! Her face flushed red with shyness, unsure what to do.
With one hand on her heaving chest, she whispered in a trembling voice, "You...you shouldn't
do this here..."
I reached out and took her soft hand in mine. She lowered her head, avoiding my gaze, but didn't pull her hand
away.
"...We...can't do this..." she pleaded weakly.
I sat down beside her and held her tightly in my arms.
Even through her clothes, I could feel her warm, soft body.
"If I could only sit across from you and talk to you like this, I might regret it for the rest of my life!" I sighed
and said to her.
Regardless of the stares from those around us, I kissed her in public. It was a deep and long
kiss, almost enough to convey to her what I couldn't express in words at the time, without reservation.
Well...I think it was almost without reservation! Such situations do happen occasionally.
Three days later, we slept together.
During my lunch break at work, I suddenly received a call from Xiaohui. She had taken the Flying Dog bus
from Hsinchu alone. When she called me, she was already in Taipei.
I hurriedly drove to the same spot where she had gotten off three days earlier to pick her up. We didn't say much more in the car
. I drove to a boutique motel in the city.
It took nearly three days for what I wanted to convey to her—or rather, what she wanted to convey to me
—to be accepted by her in a way she could accept, and then passed on to me.
During those days of waiting, the warm, wet sensation of her lips and the soft touch of her body remained vividly
in my mind. Twice, savoring the lingering warmth of her scent, I masturbated intensely until I
ejaculated violently.
I could finally say what I had always wanted to say to her. In any case, I had no regrets.
She said she had never been to a motel before. I was a little surprised. I wondered what kind of rigid
sex life she and Jia Hui led.
I chose a lovely room, decorated mainly in pink and white. A large, red
, lip-shaped sofa was big enough for two people to make love in various positions. A round, soft bed was covered with a white blanket printed with many small
red hearts. The other furnishings in the room were also cute, creating a dreamy, girlish atmosphere.
I personally don't particularly like this style. She even seemed a little childish. The purpose of choosing this room
was to help her relax. It's nice to change things up occasionally.
She looked around the room, smiled, and didn't say anything.
She told me to take a shower first. I said, "Let's shower together!" She shook her head. I quickly finished showering before she went in
. It took her quite a while to finish. Her face was a little red, and a large bath towel was tightly wrapped around her chest. She came out and sat
on the edge of the bed.
So beautiful! I couldn't help but admire her. If I could see her looking so pretty after a shower every day,
I would do anything.
A complex mix of joy and jealousy suddenly welled up inside me.
Her skin was so white and smooth; it made my heart pound. I reached out and touched her bare arm,
gently rubbing it.
"...I've never let any man other than Jia Hui touch me..." she said shyly.
"Jia Hui is such a lucky man," I said, gently pulling her into my arms.
"You don't need to compare yourself to him..." she whispered.
I stroked her cheek and kissed her lips, carefully examining her beautiful and alluring features. Having given birth
, her brows seemed to possess a more mature and alluring charm.
Her lips were moist and hot. Her smooth, soft tongue initially avoided mine, but eventually gave in to my
persistent teasing and allowed me to lick and suckle it.
I placed one hand on her chest. She flinched as if electrocuted. I tightened my embrace around her slender waist with my other hand
, my fingers relentlessly kneading her full breasts, which were covered by a bath towel.
"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..." she bit her lip, unable to suppress a soft moan,
burying her shy face against my chest, her long fingers gently stroking my skin.
I removed her bath towel, revealing the beautiful body that haunted my dreams.
Her flesh was as delicate as a young girl's, yet exuded the sensual, wanton sensuality of a mature woman. Especially her breasts, waist
, thighs, and pubic hair—these are the most sexually charged private areas. Her tender, white breasts, swollen from breastfeeding, had
dark brown nipples and large areolas. Contrasting with her shapely curves, they possessed a sensual
beauty.
I gently pinched her breasts and nipples with my fingers, and she cried out, "Ah…," as white milk
shamefully gushed out.
"So much milk! Can I suck it?" I asked, looking down at her. She nodded shyly.
I removed the towel from my body. My engorged penis, bulging beneath years of exercise, was suddenly revealed
before her. I took her hand and guided it to touch it.
"How…is it so big?…" she asked, a little embarrassed, holding my throbbing member.
"Bigger is more comfortable!" I said with a laugh. I asked her to get on the bed and straddle me.
My genitals rubbed against her mons pubis. Although I didn't penetrate her, the sensation of my penis against her warm genitals still
sent shivers of pleasure through me. As I slowly moved my hips, I brought my mouth to her breasts, taking her nipple
into my mouth and licking and sucking.
Under this double stimulation, she couldn't decide whether to press down or sit up, and
she made rapid moaning sounds.
Her soft, white breasts were being kneaded and deformed, and sweet milk flowed freely. I licked, sucked hard
, teased and rotated them with my fingers, and even used my stubble to tease her nipples. Her swollen breasts stood
erect, her nipples hard from the constant stimulation.
"Will you let Jia Hui suckle your milk too?" I asked as I suckled faster. There was so much milk!
I sucked for a long time, and it seemed like I still couldn't finish it.
"…Jiahui…Jiahui isn't used to suckling my breast milk…ah…ah…" she said shyly.
"What a pity…such delicious milk…if he won't suckle…then I can enjoy it all
…okay?" I said.
"Okay…okay…" she said, her voice trembling. She held my head tightly against her chest. Her soft breasts pressed against my…
I could clearly hear her heart pounding on her cheeks.
My erect penis pressed and rubbed against her sensitive clitoris and soft, wet labia, and she swayed back and forth
to receive more stimulation. The clumps of pubic hair where our lower bodies touched were already wet with her love juice.
Her body was yearning for my entry, wasn't it? She kept hinting at it with her hazy eyes. But she was too shy
, so much so that even though every part of her body was showing unbearable thirst, she dared not utter those
shameful words.
I saw this and deliberately teased her a little longer. So I pulled my penis away from her lower body, laid her down
, and spread her legs wide apart from the groin, exposing her slightly open vulva completely to my eyes
.
"Is this the first time your little hole has been touched like this by another man?" I asked lewdly.
Two fingers shamelessly caressed and teased her labia, vulva, and clitoris. Pretending to insert
, I only lightly rubbed the entrance of her vagina.
"Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Her wet labia swelled with excitement and
parted automatically, her juices flowing out like a burst dam, her moans growing louder with each thrust. One hand unconsciously began to stroke my
penis.
If I couldn't get her to willingly ask for my cock, it wouldn't be interesting.
Before that, I had to make her want my big cock.
So I turned and reached for the TV remote on the bedside table. The large flat screen immediately displayed
a naked man and woman. The man was thrusting violently into the woman's wet vagina from behind, while the woman ecstatically shook
her huge breasts, her wanton cries filling the room.
Xiaohui stared, mouth agape, at the intense intercourse on the screen, her eyes filled with surprise
and envy. It was as if she had never seen porn before.
As I observed her reaction, I gently inserted my fingers into her body. She groaned and
arched her buttocks.
As my fingers moved in and out of her vagina, I brought my lower abdomen close to her mouth. She only glanced at me vaguely
before meeting my luscious lips without hesitation, taking my huge penis into her mouth in one gulp.
A warm, tingling sensation immediately surged through my lower body. Enduring the tension in my lower abdomen, watching Xiaohui so naturally
take my penis into her mouth, letting me do as I pleased, I felt a thrill of finally conquering her.
At first, Xiaohui's oral skills were a bit clumsy; perhaps Jia Hui hadn't properly shown her the pleasure of oral sex
! I leaned down, using my lips and tongue to soothe her restless lower body, while rhythmically continuing to
satisfy her mouth and hands with my penis.
As she gradually got into the mood, she began to enjoy the satisfaction of having her lover's huge penis. In the future,
under my wife's tutelage, it shouldn't be difficult to make her as willing to perform oral sex on men as my wife Xiaoxi! This is just
a freebie for Jia Hui!
Jia Hui! Jia Hui! When you were sleeping with Xiao Hui and your sister-in-law Xiao Hong behind Xiao Hui's back, did you ever think that your wife had already
fallen in love with another man's huge penis? In the future, when you praise your wife's oral skills, will you ever think that it
's the result of your wife's delicious mouth and vagina being fucked countless times by other men?
I suddenly wondered if Xiaoxi had ever cheated on me? I firmly believe that I've already
thoroughly satisfied her tender vagina. However, if she's constantly teased by other men, she might not be able to resist trying
the taste of infidelity!
This is common among wives. After all, no matter how good her husband is, she'll still occasionally want to taste fresh flesh
and experience the stimulation of not being penetrated by another man's penis for a long time.
When her body is being penetrated by another man's penis to the point of ecstasy, whose name will she call out? Would she
imagine the scenes of me caressing her, and climax even more intensely? Would she also want her husband to see her
body being held and ravaged by another man? Just like I want her to see me holding her sister Xiaohui's body now
?
Thinking of this, I felt an intense urge to lift Xiaohui's thighs and brutally fuck her poor little hole to
release the perverted lust that had already filled my body.
It seems that a married woman's body exists solely for the purpose of gratification.
And they are well aware of this lewd thought of men, and they use it to seduce men and satisfy their
unspeakable primal desires!
I don't believe Xiaohui intentionally betrayed her husband. With her good upbringing and reserved personality,
she probably never even imagined such an extraordinary thing would happen to her.
The thoughtfulness and affection she inadvertently showed me in her gestures, it should be said, that the girlish feelings she maintained were naturally and moderately
invested in a man she admired!
However, as I told her, if she missed this opportunity, she might regret it for the rest of her life
. Such an opportunity was right before her eyes. She could easily grasp it if she wanted to.
It seemed too easy! This fact might have frightened her. But thinking of all the possibilities,
her burning lower body felt like ants gnawing at her, driving her mad. This intense emotion ultimately overcame all other considerations,
causing her to abandon her inhibitions and throw herself into my arms.
She took a deep breath, tenderly licking my glans, and whispered, "It's so swollen, isn't it?... Do you
want to come in?"
"Do you want it?" I looked up and asked her. She nodded, gently stroking the lower edge of my swollen, red glans.
"What do you want me to do?" I asked, squeezing her breasts forcefully.
"...Don't ask me that...it's so embarrassing..." she said, both shy and expectant.
"How about I thrust into you as intensely as on TV?" I teased.
"...I don't know...do whatever you want...please come in...I can't take it anymore...
"
she pleaded, panting.
"Then say it, husband, thrust into me hard."
"...How can I say something like that..."
"Don't say it. Never mind." I continued to insert my fingers into her honeypot.
"..."
"..."
"Husband..."
"What is it, wife?"
"I want it..."
"Good girl...do you want your husband to thrust hard?"
"Mmm..."
"That's what makes you my good wife. Your husband will take good care of you."
Then I readily thrust my hard penis into her waiting little hole in
one go. No matter how sweetly I called her "husband" and "wife," I knew very well in my heart that I would never want
another wife outside. Even if it was Xiaohui, whom I had been lusting after for a long time. I'm already thirty years old,
and having a wife is already troublesome enough. Why bother myself with more trouble? I just want her body.
I think she thinks so too! To put it more bluntly. We just want to have sex with each other and enjoy
the thrill of cheating as much as possible. Everything else—whatever it is, love or tenderness—is just
a bonus, like a gift.
Usually, a bonus is something you get and don't know where to put it.
Sex is the only purpose of our trip to the motel. Sex, ejaculation. Sex, more ejaculation. As long as we can
squeeze out a little bit of strength and semen, we have no intention of keeping it when we leave the hotel.
If one day we even get tired of this, what will all this mean?
Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little sad.
The Five Sisters (12) The Secret to Happiness
In some ways, Xiaolan and Xiaofeng have many similarities.
Both of them are quiet and delicate. They don't talk much and spend most of their time quietly listening
to the people around them. When they do speak, their words are pertinent, but they don't seem to reveal their true thoughts
. Perhaps they are not good at expressing their feelings through words! They are quite suitable as someone to confide in
. They always listen patiently and show understanding and sympathy at the right time.
Both of them have long, straight, shiny hair. They are not big-breasted and are slender, but their proportions are very well-
proportioned. If they were about ten centimeters taller, they might become models!
From behind, the two of them have very similar backs.
Of course, my memory might be a little unreliable now. After all, recalling Xiao
Feng's figure from ten years ago is both difficult and somewhat sad.
Speaking of which, becoming closer to Xiao Lan and being able to carefully observe her back is only a recent development.
She's a pharmacist who used to work at X General Store in Taichung, living alone in a rented apartment there. She
rarely goes back to her home in Fengyuan, maybe once every two or three months at most. However, her connection with her family, especially her other sisters,
isn't particularly weak.
Xiao Xi often calls her to inquire about her current situation. As the second eldest sister, that's only natural!
Xiao Xi is always particularly happy when she occasionally receives her calls, even though they don't
talk about anything particularly exciting.
After marrying Xiao Xi, she once revealed to me about Xiao Lan's past experiences. Xiao Xi didn't go into the details
. In short, Xiao Lan's former boyfriend, a photojournalist,
contracted a strange illness while on a business trip to a backward country in Southeast Asia. She died far from home before she could even be sent back to Taiwan for treatment
.
Xiaoxi had only brought up this topic once, in a tone mixed with sympathy, regret, and a certain tentativeness.
I didn't express any opinion at the time. To be honest, I wasn't interested at all. Perhaps that sounds cold
and heartless! But I could vaguely guess why Xiaoxi only
brought it up a year after our marriage.
Was she testing whether I had forgotten about Xiaofeng?
Xiaofeng had disappeared from my life for over eight years. I had
burned all the old photos long ago. We hadn't talked about those days for a long time. Why did she still show that
insecure expression?
At first, I was a little angry. But after thinking about it carefully, it was kind of funny. Xiaoxi! Xiaoxi. What a
clever, foolish woman.
Perhaps my cold reaction to that sensitive topic reassured Xiaoxi a lot? That night, she took the initiative to make advances in bed
, and I inevitably made love to her intensely several times, leaving us both exhausted, too tired even for
post-coital caresses and sweet talk.
As always, I didn't particularly think about Xiaofeng.
But it was impossible for me to completely forget Xiaofeng. If I removed her from my heart, would
n't my youthful years, and even myself standing here now, become incomplete?
Even if this incompleteness wasn't caused by her, but simply because
memories themselves gradually fade and yellow with time, eventually falling away, I would still instinctively resist.
In 1987, I was 11 years old. That was the era of Michael Jackson, Madonna, the Prince, Akina Nakamori, and the bitter
persimmon. I later learned that Haruki Murakami also published his novel that September—Norwegian
Wood.
Feeling uneasy after transferring to a new elementary school, I met Xiao
Feng for the first time in a completely unfamiliar class. Two years later, when I saw Xiao Feng again, we were both students at a private university.
It was almost a miracle; we recognized each other as we passed each other on a campus path.
Soon after, we became a couple.
Then came a sweet year, until Xiao Feng's new roommate, Xiao Xi—who is now my wife—appeared
. Like a plot from a third-rate novel, I was simultaneously attracted to Xiao Xi's lively and easygoing
personality and her hot figure. Within two months, I secretly slept with her.
Being so naive back then, engaging in such two-timing behavior was soon discovered by Xiao Feng. She
couldn't bear the blow and attempted suicide by cutting her wrists in her dormitory room. Fortunately, Xiao Xi discovered her in time, preventing an irreversible
tragedy.
I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I was just blinded by passion and made a mistake that all men make
. I still only love you, please forgive me! —I really wish I could have said that so easily back then.
I couldn't bring myself to say those words.
But I couldn't. I can't deny that I truly liked Xiaoxi.
In Xiaoxi, I saw a burning passion and unwavering
devotion, like a campfire blazing under a clear summer night sky. It moved me so much I didn't know what to do, and I could only sink deeper and deeper into that feeling
.
On the other hand, I had absolutely no complaints about Xiaofeng. She was like
a fairy-like figure from a romance novel, appearing before a protagonist struggling with social maladjustment,
warmly comforting my heart whether I was 11 or 20.
The world of emotions cannot tolerate a grain of sand. I think at least for Xiaofeng.
After returning home from the hospital, she dropped out of school. Not long after, her family sent her to her sister
's house in the United States. At least, that's what her family said.
This naturally caused quite a stir on campus. I felt extremely annoyed, so I also dropped out of
school and joined the army early.
I never saw Xiaofeng again. I should say... Even if I wanted to see her, there was no way. After being turned away several times , almost
humiliatingly, I gradually gave up the idea of trying to see her, disheartened. Whatever!
I didn't care anymore. Even if I died suddenly without ever seeing her again in this life, perhaps that would be my deserved
retribution.
Nearly 10 years later, for the first time, I recounted that past event myself—to a complete
stranger. Strangely, I didn't feel too sad. The fluctuations in my emotions were so subtle that I could hardly perceive them myself
.
Perhaps it was because the subject was Xiaolan!
Compared to Xiaolan's experience, my story was not sad at all. No one died. Of the three
people involved, at least two of them seem to be living quite happy lives now.
Xiaolan has never lacked suitors. As for whether she has developed stable relationships with them, I have no way
of knowing. But she probably doesn't have a boyfriend now! I guess. Otherwise, when she moved to Taipei X General Store to work,
she probably wouldn't have called us for help.
Xiaoxi went to the European headquarters for a month of training, so I came alone. Luckily, I didn't have too much stuff.
The larger pieces of furniture had all been disposed of in Taichung. "If we need anything, we can just buy it in Taipei," she
said.
The Taipei branch was short-staffed, and after hearing the news, she applied for a transfer. Because of her good past performance
reviews, she wasn't given any obstacles and was approved.
Her new apartment is in an alley on Zhongcheng Road in Tianmu, just steps from Tianmu Park. There's a
market nearby, Shidong Market, and it's also close to the hospital where she works.
After the two movers left, we sat casually on the living room floor piled with boxes, eating takeout
pizza and drinking Heineken from a nearby convenience store. Xiaolan was wearing a simple beige pullover and jeans
, sleeves rolled up to her elbows, her hair simply tied back with a headscarf. Her unadorned appearance made her look
like a recent graduate. We 　　chatted idly,
listening to Stan Gates' jazz CDs playing from a small bedside stereo we'd dug out of a cardboard box . When we started talking about our past school days, Xiaofeng's topic 　　naturally flowed from my mouth. 　　There were many details I couldn't remember clearly, and I had to stop every now and then to think before I could continue 　　. Anyway, once this long-forgotten topic was brought up, I somehow found myself 　　talking non-stop, oblivious to everyone else. 　　Before I started telling that story, she hadn't said a word, silently sipping her now-warm 　　beer. 　　On the stereo was a framed family photo. It seemed to have been taken a long time ago. Xiaolan, Xiaoxi, 　　Xiaohua, Xiaohui, and Xiaohong, wearing a middle school uniform, were all smiling happily at the camera. The background was their 　　old family backyard. 　　"To be honest, I try not to think about the past unless it's absolutely necessary. Otherwise, I won't be able to 　　take even half a step forward. That's unfair to everyone, especially Xiaoxi." I paused, tossing 　　the extinguished cigarette butt into the empty beer can. 　　"If there's anything I have to bear, it's something I'll have to face alone from now on, isn't it?" 　　I said. 　　"...Unfair?" She lowered her head and thought for a while before saying, "Have you ever talked to your second sister about these things 　　?" 　　"No. We both don't know how to bring it up, do we?" I said. 　　"Maybe I should find some time to talk to her..." I stared at the beer can on the ground in silence for a long time. 　　"...Some things, if kept in your heart, might never be enough." She said. "You never know 　　what tomorrow will bring. Don't you?" 　　"For you, is that right?" I asked her. 　　"Yes! That's right." She smiled at me and said simply. 　　After a while, she suddenly said, "Did I mention that you look a lot like a boy I used to know?" Whether 　　it was her personality, her eyes, her tone of voice, or the way she treated girls. " 　　We almost got engaged. Sadly, he died before that," she said, rubbing her eyes. 　　"Isn't that unfair?" she asked, looking into my eyes. 　　The weather outside was lovely. She suggested a walk in the nearby park. Although it was autumn, the afternoon sun 　　still felt warm. 　　We walked side-by-side on the sidewalk, strolling slowly. Occasionally, she would stop to pet a stray dog 　　or pause to look at a shop window. 　　My thoughts were still lingering on our conversation. 　　"Come on!" she suddenly grabbed my hand and ran towards the crowd on the park lawn. 　　We ran breathlessly to a small tree and stopped. She pulled out two pens and a piece of white 　　paper, tore the paper in half, and handed one half to me. 　　"If... you have anything else to say to Xiaofeng... write it down here!..." she said, panting. 　　"I'll write too."

"She said. She sat down, rested the note on her lap, and began to write a line of delicate words in beautiful handwriting.
I walked to a nearby patch of grass where no one was sitting and sat down.
Gazing at the people playing on the lawn in the sunlight, I suddenly lost all words. When
I came to my senses, I realized I was silently sobbing, my hand holding the pen trembling uncontrollably, unable to
stop it.
A fully grown Labrador Retriever ran to my side carrying a small ball and placed it at my feet.
"Good boy..." I stroked its head and said in a trembling voice. "Go back to your owner!" I said,
then threw the ball forward forcefully. It turned and ran without looking back, disappearing into the playing crowd in an instant.
"Are you done writing?" Xiaofeng walked to my side and sat down, back to the glaring sunlight. After sitting down, she looked straight ahead
, not even glancing at me. The golden afterglow left an eternal glow on her beautiful face.
No. That was Xiaolan. I was momentarily stunned. But she quickly regained her composure.
"Hmm," I said. "What should we do with this?"
"Burn it? Or do what they do in the movies, dig a hole in the trunk and bury it? Hopefully, it won't attract fire trucks
or something." I joked.
"I don't know. I didn't think about it much when I left," she said calmly.
We were both silent for a moment.
"How about this, tear it up and scatter it in the sea," I said suddenly, as if I had just remembered something.
"Where are we going to find the sea?" she asked, looking at me.
"You're right..." I said a little apologetically.
"How about we just scatter it here!" she said suddenly after another silence.
I thought for a moment and nodded.
"Okay."
"I'll count to three, and we'll scatter it together, okay?" she said.
"Okay!"
We both patted our bottoms and stood up at the same time.
"One!" she shouted loudly.
"Two!!" I shouted along.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"It's your turn, why aren't you shouting?" I said with a smile, giving her a nudge.
"Just a little longer! I'm not ready yet." She seemed about to cry.
She took a deep breath, as if making a firm decision, and shouted towards the clear sky.
"Three!!!"
We simultaneously threw the paper flowers we were clutching forward.
The white fragments drifted briefly in the air like falling leaves before landing
motionless on the grass in front of us.
There wasn't even a breeze. It was awful.
We stared blankly for a while.
"It seems a bit tragic… for a farewell ceremony," I said.
"Yeah!… There's no romance at all…" she said, trying to hold
back her tears. But they eventually fell. I offered her my shoulder. She rested her head on my shoulder, sobbing softly
.
"It shouldn't be like this… This is so unfair…" she whimpered.
"Don't say that…" I patted her back gently, comforting her. "We tried our best, didn't we?"
"…Maybe we forgot to say the password," I said.
"The password?" She looked up at me slightly.
"Like at the end of the movie 'Love Letter'!" I said.
"??"
I cupped my hands around my mouth and shouted loudly towards the sky, "I'm fine...!...Are you okay too?!"
She wiped the tears from her face and shouted back,
"I'm fine!...Are you okay too?!"
"I'm really fine!...Are you okay too?!" I shouted even louder.
"I'm really fine!" Her tears flowed again like a burst dam. "Are you... okay too?!"
Not far away, some people had already put down what they were doing and were looking over curiously. Further away, I could
hear a few barks coming from somewhere.
She buried her face in my chest and sobbed for almost 10 minutes. During that time, I could only gently pat
her back, unable to say a single word of comfort. (I understand! I've been through that kind of pain too. Don't cry anymore.) - 　　I don't want to say any
of that pointless nonsense right now. 　　Honestly, seeing her cry so sadly, I really wanted to cry too. But I couldn't! "I 　　must desperately hold back. If I cry now, it'll be the end of it. I'll definitely break down too." 　　After a while, her voice gradually weakened until only her breathing remained, like a baby 　　sleeping on my chest. 　　"Brother-in-law..." she said, looking up. 　　"Yes. What is it?" 　　"Do you still love my second sister?" 　　"Yes...of course. Although there will be many setbacks in our lives, I still love her." 　　I said earnestly. 　　"Then...then you must be happy!" she said, looking intently into my eyes. 　　"Yes. Definitely." I said firmly. 　　"If you meet someone you like again someday, you must try your best to hold onto happiness! Okay?" 　　"Yes. For example, brother-in-law?" she said playfully, sticking out her tongue. 　　"Huh???" I was stunned for a moment. 　　"I'm just kidding." she said with a smile. 　　"I promise you. You must be happy." She said. My gaze involuntarily shifted to the mountain not far away. 　　Just then, a warm breeze suddenly blew in from nowhere, swirling 　　up scraps of paper and fallen leaves from the ground and flying towards us, enveloping Xiaolan and me completely. 　　It lingered around us for a few seconds, seemingly reluctant to leave. Then, as if remembering something 　　, it gracefully swept everything away. 　　"Look! Look!" she exclaimed excitedly, shaking my arm vigorously. Her 　　finger pointed excitedly at the scraps of paper flying higher and farther away, a hint of tears still glistening in her eyes 　　.

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