My older sister is very curious about sex and my genitals.

I have an older sister who is several years older than me. She looks well-behaved and quiet, and she's very kind to me, even more so than my mother
. That's why my mother trusted her to take care of me.
But actually, my sister's kindness towards me had an ulterior motive. I was too young to understand at the time, so I
never told my mother. Actually, my sister is quite lewd…
When we were little, we often bathed together. I was only in second grade then,
and I didn't find it particularly strange that my sister's body was different from mine. However, from some point on, my sister would use
the excuse of washing me to play with my penis.
She would make me stand up, and then she would lather her hands with soap and start touching my penis,
rubbing it like a massage, for at least several minutes, as if she were studying it.
I was too young to get an erection, but I found the feeling quite comfortable, and I was happy
to let my sister touch me like that.
Later, because my sister was going to middle school, my mother simply said that we couldn't bathe together anymore and we
had to sleep in separate rooms, and that was the end of it. After all, Mom was very strict with us, and only Dad was kind to us,
so of course I dared not disobey her.
Speaking of this, I remember how terrified I was of being beaten half to death by Mom with a cane every time I did something wrong
. In the end, it was always my older sister who pleaded with Mom for me, and I would quickly kneel down and beg for forgiveness to get away with it.
My sister was always willing to plead for me like that, until she went to junior high school. One
Wednesday afternoon in my third grade of elementary school, because elementary school let out early on Wednesday afternoons, I was alone at home, running
around playing. Unexpectedly, I accidentally bumped into Mom's favorite set of wine glasses and broke it. At that moment, I knew I
was definitely going to get a beating from Mom, and I was terrified.
After my older sister finished middle school, I rushed to her with a long face, hoping she could help me
or plead for me. Unexpectedly, she said, "That's your own fault."
Of course, I begged her, "Sis! Don't be like this! Help me!"
"Mom told you a long time ago not to run around the house."
"Sis! Oh! I won't do it again! Okay!"
I argued with my sister like this for a while, thinking she wouldn't agree, but unexpectedly she said, "
I can help you, but you have to do something for me."
Hearing that my sister was willing to plead for me, I was overjoyed and quickly said, "Okay!
Okay!! What is it?"
Then my sister smiled kindly and said, "Today I had art class at school, so the teacher
gave us homework."
"What homework?" I immediately thought she probably wanted me to draw, and said disappointedly and anxiously, "I
can't draw!!"
"It's not that you have to draw..."
"Then what do I have to do?"
"Can you take off your clothes so your sister can draw?"
"Why?"
"Because it's an art assignment..." My sister pleaded with me with a smile.
Although drawing while undressed was strange, I preferred taking off my clothes to my mother's cane, so
my sister said that since there were still a few hours before my mother got home from work, I could draw first.
After entering my sister's room, she actually took out a sketchbook and pencils, and of course, I cooperated and started
taking off my clothes. I was still wearing my underwear, but my sister said I had to take it off too, so I had to take off my underwear as well,
and I felt really cold at that time.
Then my sister asked me to sit on her chair and pose, saying that this was how to draw an art piece. Being clumsy, silly
, and clueless, I obediently sat on the chair and spread my legs as my sister asked.
I sat there without moving, noticing that my sister kept looking at my penis, and her hand holding the pencil kept
moving, as if she were drawing, until my parents came home, and she quickly told me to put my clothes back on and said we could draw another day.
That night, my sister did speak up for me, and I kept apologizing to Mom, so I wasn't hit,
only scolded.
The next day after school, my sister came to me asking me to draw. I felt it was strange to take my clothes off, and since
what happened yesterday was over, I wasn't afraid of being hit by Mom, so I didn't really want to. But my sister angrily said
she wouldn't help me anymore, so I reluctantly agreed to take my clothes off again so she could draw until Mom came home.
For the first few days, it felt really strange; I felt like my sister was constantly looking at my genitals and I was always restless.
Later, I got used to it, and since my sister rented comic books for me from the bookstore to calm me down, I
sat obediently with my legs apart, reading comics by myself, no longer caring about my sister looking at my genitals.
A week later, my sister suddenly stopped me halfway through drawing, while I was reading a comic: "Hey,
little brother?"
"Hmm?"
"Can you do me another favor?"
I curiously put down my comic and looked at my sister. She looked very nervous, but she was also smiling at
me.
"What's up?"
"Today, my sister had health education class, and the teacher gave us another assignment."
"What assignment? Do I have to help with it?"
My sister nodded nervously. "But you have to promise me that no matter what I ask you to do, you can't tell
Mom and Dad!"
I asked her, completely confused, "Why?"
"Oh! Don't ask yet, just promise me!"
Seeing my sister like this, I had no choice but to agree without fully understanding. "Oh? Okay."
Then my sister looked at me and said, "The teacher taught us about boys' penises in class, and the teacher told
us to touch our older or younger brothers' penises when we get home."
Of course, this was a lie, but I was too young at the time to understand that it was just my sister's
strong curiosity about my penis. Plus, I often let my sister touch mine when I showered, and it felt quite nice, so I
nodded in a daze.
Then my sister put down her sketchbook, walked to my chair, squatted down, glanced at me nervously, and carefully
reached out to touch my penis. My sister was touching and pulling me, and occasionally looked up at me with a smile; she must have been noticing that I was...
I didn't react with dislike. To be honest, I just felt comfortable having my penis touched by my sister, and I
didn't dislike it at all; I just sat quietly.
That's basically how the day ended. My sister only touched my penis for a few minutes, and afterwards, she gently helped me
put on my clothes and pants, and took my hand to the living room to watch TV with me. So at that time, I really started to
like my sister, and I felt that she had always been very good to me.
Plus, I didn't dislike having my penis touched by my sister; on the contrary, it felt very comfortable. Therefore, I
didn't resist my sister at all. I remember for a long time, my sister would try to play with
my penis when my parents weren't home, and I didn't tell my parents because I trusted my sister.
Soon, summer vacation came again. I was going to be in the fourth grade of elementary school, and my sister was going to be a second-year junior high school student.
In the first few days of summer vacation, something happened that changed us: I actually got an erection.
The first time I noticed my erection was when I woke up. I felt a tightness in my pants and touched it, only to find that my
penis had become large and hard. I panicked, thinking I had some strange illness, and immediately jumped out of bed to find my sister,
since it was just the two of us at home during the day; my parents were at work.
When my sister heard me nervously say that my penis had gotten bigger, she looked at me with a bit of surprise and nervousness as well. Then
she squatted down in front of me and asked me to take off my pants so she could see. Of course, I immediately pulled down my pants and underwear.
My sister's eyes were fixed on my erect penis. I kept nervously asking her if she was sick. My sister
looked at me with a little excitement and said, "Let your sister check it out."
To be honest, she must have known why my penis was like this. It was just that it was definitely the first time she had seen
an erect penis, so she couldn't resist her excited lust and couldn't wait to start touching and playing with it.
At first, my sister just touched it gently, and then her fingers began to circle around my penis, which was about the thickness of several fingers
, and she started to press and rub it, examining it.
A minute or two later, being the clueless idiot I am, I nervously asked my sister again, "Sis!
Is everything alright?" My sister looked at me again and asked, pretending to be serious, "Is this the first
time you've done this?"
I quickly nodded. My sister then looked down at my erect penis without saying anything and continued to rub it.
"Sis! What's wrong?"
I didn't know, she said, "Let me check the book and I'll tell you..." Of course, she was pretending to be clueless, just wanting
more time and opportunities to play with my erect penis. She added, "Don't tell anyone yet
."
I had no choice but to obey, and after my sister stopped touching my erect penis and only looked at it for a few minutes,
it slowly returned to normal. I could only wait anxiously for my sister to check the information.
I thought it would take at least until the next day to get an answer, but my sister couldn't help but come to me in the afternoon,
saying she already knew from the textbook why I was like this, but she needed to touch my penis again to confirm. So,
I obediently took off my pants immediately.
This time, my sister first rubbed it with her hands, and I didn't feel much. Then she tried stroking my penis back and forth,
and I started to feel a strong sensation, my heart seemed to be beating faster and faster.
The feeling of an erection is hard to describe in words. My penis, as if instinctively, began to twitch, and after surging blood, it grew
larger and stood up.
"Sister!?" I was terrified.
"Don't worry, it should be fine."
"Why?"
Because my sister really didn't know how to explain it to reassure me, she just told me, "It should be okay
. Let me figure it out some more, then I can tell you what's going on." My sister started rubbing my erect
penis like this for over half a month, although each time it only lasted a few minutes.
I found that every time I asked her why my penis was like this, I never got an answer. Since nothing happened for the past half month
, I had gotten used to the erection and assumed that my sister must not understand anything
to explain it to me, so I stopped asking her.
It was almost August when, for some reason, my sister suddenly became incredibly audacious… and that
changed my life forever…
I was lying on the floor of my room, taking a nap with the fan on, when I vaguely heard footsteps. I
opened my eyes and saw my sister walking in, wearing a long skirt. I turned away, intending to continue sleeping, but suddenly felt my shorts
and underwear being pulled down.
I opened my eyes and saw my sister squatting beside me, pulling down my pants and underwear. She was just smiling at me, but
her smile was very different from usual. I could sense that she was very nervous, as if something was about to happen.
So, I looked up anxiously and asked her, "Sister?"
She smiled nervously and placed her hand on my chest, saying, "It's nothing, just lie still,
lie still."
I kept looking at her, then obediently lay back down. My sister then pulled my underwear and pants down to
my knees and stopped, my buttocks feeling cool against the floor.
She started stroking my penis with her hand, and I quickly became fully erect.
"...Sister?"
My sister, nervously smiling, tried to comfort me, "No matter what I do, don't move."
"What do you want to do?"
She didn't answer, just continued rubbing my penis.
"Sister?" I asked her again, and she looked at me and said, "Sister finally knows why your penis got
so big."
Foolishly, I was completely fooled by my sister: "Why?"
"It's a disease. When it gets so big, it will eventually burst, and you'll die."
I almost cried then. Hearing that my penis would burst and I would die terrified.
"So, sister wants to cure your penis, but you must trust sister first, and you can't tell Mom and Dad or anyone else
."
Of course, I kept nodding, terrified. Then my sister told me to lie still, and of course, I
didn't dare move at all.
I remember what happened next. I kept watching my sister. After she continued stroking my penis for a while, she used her fingers
to measure its length, and then strangely, she kept that length aligned with her lower abdomen. She was so nervous...
She checked several times, I don't know what she was confirming, then looked at me nervously as if she had made up her mind.
"You absolutely can't tell anyone what happens, or I won't help you anymore."
Of course, I nodded even more nervously, obeying my sister's every command.
I saw my sister finally stand up, reach her hands under her skirt, and then
quickly pull down something, bending her body.
I kept watching, and saw that it was my sister's white underwear. After lifting her legs one after the other, she
put the underwear on the ground next to her, and then looked at me nervously again: "No matter what I do, you can't move, and you
can't tell anyone."
Completely unaware of me, I could only keep nodding, puzzled by my sister's actions of wearing a long skirt but taking off her underwear
.
Then my sister straddled my body with her right leg, and sat down with her buttocks facing my penis.
She was wearing a skirt, mainly because she didn't want me to see what was happening there, as the long skirt could completely
cover it, which also proved that my sister had a plan.
Then, just as I felt my sister about to sit on my penis, she slipped one hand inside her skirt
and gripped it, adjusting its position.
She said nervously, "Don't move." I felt her buttocks press against my penis.
"Don't move," she said again, and a few seconds later, she started to sit down.
I felt my penis being pressed down by her, and then her hand, which had been holding it, suddenly released, and she
placed both hands on my chest for support.
I had been looking at her skirt, wondering what was happening to my penis, but since her hands were on
my chest again, I looked up at her face.
My sister, who had been smiling at me, suddenly started to frown, her mouth
slightly open as if she wanted to make a sound, as she sat down.
I began to feel like the tip of my penis was being completely clamped, and it hurt a little. I didn't know
what was happening, but I thought it was my sister treating me, so I just endured it.
My sister took another deep breath and sat down again, and my penis finally felt
completely enveloped by something warm and cozy.
At that moment, I had no idea what was happening; I only knew that my sister was sitting on my lap, and I didn't know
what was covering my penis.
My sister kept looking at me, and only then did she seem a little relieved, as if she wasn't in pain anymore. We remained in that
position for several seconds before my sister smiled again to reassure me.
I, a fourth-grader, was thus taken by my eighth-grader sister… Of course, at that time I didn't understand anything.
My sister tried to stand up and sit down a few times, probably to test the waters. I felt
the warm, wet sensation and strange pleasure coming from my penis. Then, perhaps because my sister didn't feel much pleasure, she just
kept sitting with my penis inside her vagina.
My sister didn't say anything, just looked at me. She probably realized that sex wasn't as comfortable as she had imagined and didn't
know how to handle the situation.
A minute or two later, during which we didn't speak, my sister quietly and slowly stood up.
My penis no longer felt like it was being gripped by something warm and wet, and the withdrawal motion gave me another wave of pleasure
.
Seeing my sister stand up, I quickly asked her, "Sister? Are you cured?"
She just hummed in response, then picked up her underwear from the floor without looking at me again, and silently left into the bathroom
. I
quickly looked at my penis; I remember it was red and shiny, as if it had been coated with a reflective
liquid—my sister's vaginal lubricant. I only realized this much later.
After I got dressed, I went back to the bathroom to ask her again. My sister just said, a little annoyed, "You're cured
now, don't ask again." I didn't dare ask her again.
But at that time, I was still really grateful to my sister, thinking she had truly cured me. However, for several years, I didn't
understand why my sister never asked me to play with her penis again after that day.
I didn't learn the truth until junior high school. Thinking back on everything, I realized my sister was actually kind to me, but it was because
she wanted to study my genitals, and her curiosity about sex was so intense that she disregarded her own virginity to trick me into having sex, directly inserting my
penis into her vagina.
In the end, I think she must have been very disappointed with the experience and feeling of sex, which is why she never contacted me again.
But by then, my sister was no longer around; she went to study elsewhere after high school and rarely contacted the family,
so I wasn't really shocked.
When I occasionally run into my sister these past few years, awkwardness is still inevitable, but neither of us has brought it up.
Maybe my sister also thinks she did something stupid? I, on the other hand, don't want to talk about it anymore; after all, several years have passed, and it's
pointless to bring it up.
That's roughly the whole story; my sister and I only had sex that one time.

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