younger brother's penis

I'm only seventeen, but my body has already developed like a young woman's. My breasts suddenly became two soft mounds of flesh, like two big steamed buns. I was so embarrassed; they felt so annoying dangling in front of me.
Why did these two big, round things grow on my previously flat chest? What's the use of them? As my
breasts developed, my buttocks also gradually grew bigger, round and bulging, feeling a bit saggy when I walked. I thought to myself, bigger breasts might hold more milk to feed my child in the future, but what's the use of these big, fleshy buttocks? Does it mean I won't need a seat cushion when I sit? Because of these two "unexpected developments" in my body, I really wanted to wear loose clothes and pants to cover myself up. But I lived in the countryside, and we were poor. My mother was particularly stingy with me; to save fabric, she always made me very small clothes and pants.
These little clothes and pants are so uncomfortable to put on and take off. Every time I put them on, my chest and buttocks feel extremely uncomfortable. The tight fit makes my breasts look even bigger, and my nipples are clearly visible, as if I'm not wearing any clothes at all. The tight pants make my buttocks look even bigger, and my butt crack is clearly visible, like I'm naked—it looks awful.
It's alright in winter, but in summer, when I often wear light-colored clothes, from a distance, I look like a completely naked girl. If someone were to lightly slice my chest with a knife, my enormous breasts would pop out; if someone were to lightly slice my buttocks with a knife, my plump buttocks would be exposed.
When I'm walking, I can tolerate the heaviness and jiggling of my breasts. But if I run even slightly, they jiggle even more violently, like two balloons swaying in the wind, which is unbearable. So whenever I need to run in a hurry, I have to cover my breasts with my hands. It's so troublesome.
Fortunately, I have a slim waist and am quite tall. At only seventeen, I'm already over 165 cm tall. Although my breasts and buttocks are a bit plump, I have a naturally youthful face, still looking like a child. My face is full of girlish innocence. Many people say I look like a Barbie doll, but I know my skin is much darker than Barbie's.
In the countryside, I'm the type of girl with thick eyebrows and big eyes. My eyebrows are very dark and heavy, and my eyelashes are thick and long, almost like fake. At the same time, I also have short mustaches like a man's, which is really annoying because everyone knows that girls like me tend to have a lot of pubic hair. Seriously, the pubic hair between my legs is so thick it looks like a bird's nest, dark and messy. It's really embarrassing. Because I always wore tight-fitting skinny pants, and my pubic muscles were particularly well-developed, round and plump, coupled with the fluffy pubic hair, a large bulge always appeared between my legs. The wild kids in the countryside often stared between my legs, secretly calling me "big fat cunt," "steamed bun cunt." They even made up a rhyme about me: "
Big butt, high up,
big breasts, like bread,
a steamed bun cunt between my legs,
a wasp waist in the middle..."
Hearing these things was unbearable; I wanted to shave off half of the excess hair on my body. I once secretly shaved all my pubic hair off with scissors, but because my mother's sewing scissors were too sharp, I cut myself until I bled.
It really hurt, but it was all for nothing; within a few days, the pubic hair grew back quickly. What was even more embarrassing was that sometimes the newly grown stubble would even stick out of my pants. From then on, I never dared to cut it again.
From as far back as I can remember, my mother has never bought me new clothes. She either makes me wear her and my aunt's hand-me-downs, or she makes me new clothes. Now that I'm taller than my mother and aunt, they make me wear my father's clothes, saying they fit me perfectly. Is that even possible? Nobody believes that.
If I refuse to wear my father's hand-me-downs, my mother continues to make me new clothes. She has a sewing machine and even studied clothing cutting; her skills are quite good, but she just won't use any extra fabric on me. I once overheard my mother telling my father behind my back: "This brat, she's growing so fast! Even these tiny clothes don't hold her in; she's actually developed even more. She's taller than my son!"
Hearing this, my heart sank, and I felt extremely uncomfortable. How could I have such an inconsiderate mother? I'm so pretty and lovable, why don't my parents love me? Honestly, they're not good to me at all; they make me do all the chores. Because of years of working outdoors, my complexion is dark reddish-brown, and many men call me "Little Dark Girl." The boys my age in the village don't want to play with me; they prefer girls with slender waists and fair complexions. This makes me very pessimistic.
But I've noticed that the adult men in the village really like me. They always initiate conversations with me, and their faces light up with excitement the moment they see me, as if they have an uncontrollable passion. I've noticed that when they talk to me, their eyes are always fixed on my breasts and buttocks, as if they're lecherously admiring them. Every time they pass by my house, they strain to peek into my house; I think they're definitely searching for me.
I often overheard men gossiping behind my back: "Old Ma's Dali is so sexy. Her big breasts and buttocks jiggle when she walks. It's so attractive. If we could touch and pinch them, we'd pay a little money. If we could even have sex with her, I'd go to jail or be executed for it..." A newlywed young man even said, "That's right, Dali's breasts are really something else, much better than my wife's. Look at the wife I married for 100,000 yuan, her breasts are so small, like two little steamed buns, dry and flat, not plump at all. Look at Dali's breasts, so big, like two freshly steamed buns, full and plump. We're so envious! If I could ever marry again, I'd choose someone with breasts like Dali's. Lying on them would feel so good, like being in heaven."
Hearing these rumors, I was shocked. I realized what was happening. At the same time, I felt a sense of comfort. I finally understood that those mature men really did like girls with big breasts and big butts. Because of this liking, they couldn't control themselves, which is why they said such lewd things. Before, whenever I found them staring intently at my breasts and buttocks, I felt extremely ashamed and embarrassed, thinking they were mocking me. Now I understand. Whenever a man admires me, I give them a kind smile, and they treat me even better. I can feel this in our daily interactions. For example, they often stand up for me, frequently advising my parents to treat me better, and often criticizing my parents for mistreating me and making me do dirty and tiring work that even boys don't like to do.
They also often tell my parents, "If it weren't for this girl, your family wouldn't have been able to have a son at all. It's all thanks to her; it must be this girl who brought you good fortune." I don't understand what these villagers mean. I've asked others before, but no one can tell me what's going on.
Actually, my name is Ma Li, and Da Li is my nickname. I'm the eldest child in my family, with a younger brother.
My younger brother is only a year younger than me, but I do all the dirty and tiring chores around the house, while he gets all the good food. He also often bullies me, and my parents don't do anything about it.
I've always loved learning, enjoyed reading, and am naturally intelligent. But my parents stopped letting me go to school a long time ago. My teacher thought it was a great pity and came to our house several times to talk to my parents, but to no avail. Even though my brother's grades aren't good at all, my parents insist on supporting him.
As I've grown older, doubts have gradually formed in my mind: why are my parents so unkind to me? Why are they so biased towards my brother? Although I've been helping them with chores since I was very young, doing all sorts of dirty and tiring work, I can never earn their favor. I feel like I'm superfluous in this family. No matter how hard I work, it's all for nothing.
What puzzles me even more is that I don't resemble my parents or aunt at all. My parents both have small noses and eyes, but why do I have thick eyebrows and big eyes? My mother is very thin and frail, with no breasts or buttocks. My aunt, my mother's younger sister, is a doctor in the city after graduating from university. She has a strong personality like my mother, and her body is just as thin and frail, with no breasts or buttocks. So why are my breasts and buttocks so big? I feel like I'm not even the same kind of person as them.
Our temperaments are also very different. My mother and aunt are both unreasonable, argumentative, and irritable women. Although I'm quick-witted and sharp-tongued, I know I'm very rational. Also, my parents and aunt are both short, so why am I so much taller than them? Only my younger brother looks exactly like them—thin, small, and ugly.
My younger brother is only a year younger than me, but he often bullies me. My parents don't do anything about it. Since I was little, he's often pinned me down and ridden me like a horse. Even now, he often pulls my hair. In recent years, he hasn't bullied me as much, but he's started harassing me. It makes me very uneasy.
I remember one noon, my mother asked me to go to the field to pick cucumbers. My brother insisted on coming with me, so I took him.
When we got to the field, he didn't do any work. He just picked two very unusual cucumbers and played with them in his hands. One cucumber was straight, and the other was bent into a circle. He held them up in front of me, grinning, and asked me to guess: "Sister, guess what these two cucumbers look like?"
I said, "They're just two cucumbers, what else could they look like? I couldn't guess."
He suddenly said, "Look, this straight cucumber looks like a man's big penis, and this round cucumber looks like a woman's big vagina."
Hearing his vile and absurd words, my body suddenly felt hot, and my face burned. I didn't know what to say. In a panic, I hurriedly said, "Stop talking nonsense. Did you see it or what?" At the time, I didn't even know why I blurted out such a thing. My brother chuckled and said, "Of course I've seen it! I've even seen foreigners', on video.
Those men's penises are huge, like this big cucumber, and those women's vaginas are also very thick, like this cucumber ring. They're all completely naked, fucking so hard, making 'gurgling, gurgling' sounds." My brother vividly described, "The men's big penises thrust in and out, turning the flesh inside the women's vaginas inside out. After a while, white fluid starts to ooze from the women's vaginas. Look, look, that's how they fuck, and they're even screaming and yelling, it's unbearable!" As he spoke, my brother inserted his erect cucumber into the middle of the cucumber ring and thrust it back and forth, soon wearing away all the thorns. Watching his vivid demonstration, my heart pounded, my breathing became rapid, and my whole body felt hot. I also had a strange, inexplicable feeling.
I'd actually seen those videos many times, but I'd never told my brother about them. I didn't have the wicked thought or courage to talk about these things with a boy. Today, when he suddenly brought it up in front of me, I knew he had some ulterior motives. My heart started pounding, and I was really at a loss.
While I was still lost in my own thoughts, my brother suddenly threw down the two cucumbers he was holding, pounced on me, and hugged my waist from behind, pressing his midsection tightly against my buttocks. I immediately felt a burning, uncomfortable sensation all over my body. I panicked and tried to pry his hands off, but his hands were very strong, holding my waist tightly, and I couldn't break free.
To be honest, at that moment, my body also felt weak and numb. I wanted to push him away, but I couldn't bear to. Perhaps I also wanted to experience that special feeling of a man and woman's first contact. I quickly ran out of strength, and my body went limp. I really don't understand why, when a boy holds a girl and their bodies are in close contact, my body suddenly goes weak, I lose control, and I feel completely lost.
My younger brother suddenly put his hand inside my shirt and started grabbing my breasts and pinching my nipples. My body trembled.
As he touched me, he kept muttering, "Sister's breasts are so big and plump. I always peek at them when you take off your clothes. I'm so envious! Today I finally got to touch them. I've been waiting for so long! Haha, so smooth! So comfortable! So good! Good sister, don't move! Don't move! Don't dodge! Ah, sister's breasts are so nice!"
Under his caresses, my body began to tremble, and I felt a little dizzy, as if I were floating in the air. I couldn't walk or stand steadily. I was flustered and involuntarily swayed back and forth, as if trying to dodge, as if cooperating with him, and as if I was enjoying myself. I couldn't even explain what I should do. A hazy, strange feeling enveloped me.
His hand was touching my breasts, touching them, then suddenly slid down, abruptly reaching into my pants, between my legs, grabbing my pubic hair. I felt a little pain, yet also a great thrill. I said weakly, "Brother, stop it, don't do this. I haven't showered in ages, I'm filthy down there, it smells awful. Look how dirty your hands are getting. Besides, it wouldn't be good if someone saw." At this point, his voice trembled slightly. He whispered, "No, it's okay. Who's going to be in the fields in the middle of the day? Nobody's coming. I don't mind your body being dirty. I just love the smell of a girl's vagina, it's so stimulating. Just let me touch it, ah... okay, I touched it, I touched it... ah!" ...No wonder the men in the village all say my sister has a "big steamed bun pussy." Your pussy is so fat! Touching it is so fleshy and feels so good. Sister, don't move...let me touch it a little longer, my dear sister, I've missed you so much. I can't take it anymore, my dick is hard, sister. I want to fuck you, just let me fuck you for a moment. I really want to put my dick inside your big, fat pussy. If you let me fuck you for a moment, I'll do anything you want from now on. If I can fuck you for a moment, I'll tell you a secret.
My body suddenly felt hot, I felt very uncomfortable, my heart felt like it was on fire, and this fire also made my brain confused. I felt dizzy. My mind was blurred. I desperately tried to sort out my thoughts. Xu, wondering to herself, what secret could he possibly have?
Just then, catching me off guard, my brother suddenly unbuckled my belt and, in a flash, pulled my pants and underwear down to my thighs, exposing my buttocks, lower abdomen, and genitals. This sudden turn of events terrified and filled me with shame. I hurriedly bent over to pull up my pants.
But as I bent over, disaster struck! My large, white buttocks popped up, exposing my entire bottom to my brother. He pounced on me like a beast, grabbing me tightly from behind.
I don't even know when he pulled his own pants down to his lower body, revealing his crotch... He pressed tightly against my buttocks. His skin was delicate and smooth, and felt slightly cool. His hard penis plunged into my buttocks in one go, his lower abdomen pressed tightly against mine, his pubic hair tickling my buttocks. He kept arching forward, making me unsteady on my feet. I knew he was trying to insert his penis into my vagina, but because my buttocks were too big, his penis simply wasn't long enough.
This sudden physical contact made me panic, a mysterious dizziness, a hazy spasm, and my body went limp, my legs went weak, and I collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.
I struggled to get up, but my body wouldn't obey me, and he quickly pressed me down on my back again.
He was like a mad dog, straddling me, clinging to me tightly. He pressed his chest against my breasts, rubbing against them, his buttocks thrusting wildly. He thrust his hard penis between my legs, his mouth frantically kissing me. I pushed him away, weakly saying, "Don't do this, little brother, please don't do this, little brother! I'm your own sister! A little brother can't touch his sister! Mom will scold you, Dad will beat you, the villagers will laugh at you! You're morally corrupt, inhuman, and have no humanity! You'll be struck by lightning!"
Hearing my words, he didn't stop; instead, he became even more frenzied. He kissed me while thrusting his penis haphazardly into my vagina, making me extremely uncomfortable. He panted, "I'll tell you the secret: you're not my real sister. If you were, I wouldn't have done this to you. I only recently found out you're not my real sister. If I had known earlier, I would have done it to you already." These past few years have been driving me crazy.
Hearing my brother's words, I was shocked. All the blood rushed to my head, and my vision blurred. I tried to control myself and hurriedly asked, "What are you saying? Are you crazy?"
He was panting heavily, thrusting his penis into my vagina, saying, "I'm not crazy, I'm telling the truth. I heard people in our village talking about it behind my back, so I came back to ask Mom and Dad, and they nodded. They even secretly told me not to tell you.
Now that I've told you, you have to pretend you don't know anything. Don't show it in front of Mom and Dad. Even though they're not nice to you, I'll be good to you. I'll protect you. Let me fuck you now, I'm so impatient. You promise to fuck me, and I'll protect you from now on." My brother's anxious expression was like pleading. He said, "I'll give you good food, and I'll ask Mom and Dad to buy you a new set of clothes." Mom and Dad always listened to me. In our family, I'm the head of the household, you can see that, right?
I pushed him away with my hand and said seriously, "Explain yourself clearly, what exactly happened? If you don't explain, I absolutely won't let you do this to me. If you explain, I'll let you do this to me, you can do it to your heart's content."
My younger brother said anxiously, "Oh, my silly sister, all these years, haven't you noticed? How good Mom and Dad are to me, how bad they are to you? Let me tell you, you're adopted. Your mother was raped before she was married because she was pretty, and then you were born. To find a husband, she secretly gave you away. Our family brought you back through a middleman."
I was still a little confused after hearing my brother's words, and hurriedly asked again, "Your father and mother don't like me at all, so why did they bring me back? Since your family already has you as a son, why did you adopt me? Isn't that redundant?"
My younger brother said, "Dad and Mom have been married for many years but haven't had any children. They got anxious and decided to adopt, so they brought you back from another city. They liked you a lot at first, but after bringing you home, Mom suddenly got pregnant and gave birth to me. Ever since I was born, they haven't been nice to you."
Hearing this, I was stunned, lying on the ground like a lump of mud. Everything became clear. No wonder Mom and Dad treated me so cruelly and without affection; no wonder they favored my brother so much; no wonder I didn't look like anyone in their family; no wonder the villagers said, "It's all thanks to me that he came into this world." So that's what happened. My usually optimistic self suddenly felt gloomy and heartbroken. I never imagined I had such a background. My life is so bitter. What will I do in the future? How long can I stay in this family?
Thinking about this, I started to blame myself. I shouldn't have been so willful, shouldn't have argued with Mom and Dad so often, shouldn't have complained so much about their favoritism towards my brother, and shouldn't have been so unreasonable. It seems I've been too presumptuous, thinking I was just being affectionate with the adults, that my quick wit and sharp tongue would win them over. Instead, I've only received beatings and scoldings from my parents. If I'd known my true identity, I would have been more careful about my relationship with them and wouldn't have said a word.
Just as I was reeling from this sudden revelation of my true identity, my younger brother seized the opportunity, parting my labia and forcefully inserting his penis into my vagina, all the way to the end. His little buttocks were constantly thrusting in and out, his penis going in and out several times.
A sudden, burning pain at the entrance of my vagina snapped me back to reality. I realized my brother had penetrated me, that I had been raped, that my hymen was broken, that I had lost my virginity in that instant, lost the most beautiful thing a girl can have. I'm finished. I've lost my virginity. I won't even be able to find a partner in the future. Who would want a piece of trash like me?
A surge of anger welled up inside me, and with all my might, I shoved him down. I had intended to get up and kick him a few more times. But when I saw his condition, I was stunned.
My brother cried out and rolled to the side. His face was pale, his body convulsing, his limbs flailing wildly, unable to speak, as if he were having a seizure. His penis was still erect, the glans swollen and purple, covered in blood. A little white fluid was oozing from the urethral opening.
At that moment, I suddenly remembered a story my neighbor had told me. It was about a man who was having sex with his wife for the first time. Just as he was about to ejaculate, his wife, in unbearable pain from her ruptured hymen, suddenly pushed him down. As a result, the man convulsed, turned pale, foamed at the mouth, and quickly died.
People said it was because the man died from "returning to his climax" due to the sudden shock. In the countryside, many people say that when a man inserts his penis into a woman's vagina and is about to ejaculate at the moment of orgasm, he must not be startled. They believe that if a man is suddenly startled at this point, he will die. Thinking of this, I panicked. I knew that if my brother died from "ejaculation," my parents would kill me. My brother was the heir of the Ma family line; what was I? I was adopted. My parents wouldn't care if their adopted daughter was raped, but if their precious son died, I wouldn't be able to survive.
Thinking this, I don't know where the strength came from, but I suddenly lunged forward, grabbed my brother's body, and rolled him onto me. I spread my legs and tried to shove his penis into my vagina. I'd heard that at this crucial moment, you had to find a way to get him inside and release the semen to save his life.
But my brother lay on top of me like a lump of mud, completely unresponsive. I struggled for ages, trying to get his penis into my vagina, but I couldn't. In a moment of inspiration, I flipped him over, laid him flat on the ground, and quickly squatted on top of him, holding his penis erect and aiming it at my opening. I held his penis in one hand and spread my labia with the other.
I sat down hard, but instead of getting it in, I just pushed it down.
At that moment, I didn't care anymore and pounced on him, taking his penis into my mouth. I moved my head up and down, letting his penis slide in and out of my mouth, sucking on his penis frantically. Maybe his penis got harder, or maybe my saliva lubricated it. When I spread my legs again, squatted on top of him, holding his penis erect and aiming it at my vaginal opening, I sat down hard, and his penis slid in with a "whoosh," all the way to the hilt.
I hurriedly moved my buttocks up and down repeatedly, forgetting my fatigue, my pain, my shame, everything. I felt like I was performing artificial respiration on a dying patient.
Of course, I didn't feel any comfort. There was only tension, panic, a pounding heart, and a rush of blood through my body. I was giving it my all.
My brother's stiff penis was thrusting in and out of my vagina, rubbing against me, gradually getting warm. His blood began to circulate, his essence began to flow. His body was reviving.
My brother finally opened his eyes, looking at me excitedly, and immediately grabbed my buttocks. At the same time, he began to thrust his buttocks upwards forcefully, his penis penetrating deeper into my vagina. Seeing that he could move,
I quickly got up and lay flat on my side, saying, "Come on, little brother, come on top of me, do whatever you want." He excitedly climbed onto me, hugging my body tightly, his little buttocks sticking up and down, thrusting his thick, hard penis into my vagina with a series of powerful thrusts, each time reaching the root, and getting thicker and bigger each time. He thrust wildly for a while, and the quiet field echoed with "squeak, squeak" sounds. That was the sound of my brother frantically fucking me.
Suddenly, my brother convulsed, his penis jerking violently. He cried out, "Big sister, I need to pee! I need to pee! I can't hold it anymore! What should I do?"
I quickly said, "Don't move! Just pee into your belly! Pee! Pee freely!
" He cried out, and a stream of hot fluid shot into my stomach, warm and slightly burning. At that moment, I completely forgot the pain and felt a strange pleasure. He held me tightly, his penis throbbing against me, his erection swelling inside my vagina.
After a while, he exhaled deeply and said, "Oh my god, it feels so good! So good! My whole body is numb."
I lay quietly on the ground, the clods of earth beneath me aching. I looked up at the blue sky, feeling less free than the drifting white clouds. They were so free, while I was suffering. Tears streamed down my face.
My younger brother was on top of me, enjoying himself immensely. I remained motionless, enduring it all. After a long while, he finally rolled off.
Seeing him get off me and start putting on his pants and fastening his belt, I stood up too. As I pulled up my pants, I said sternly, "Remember, just this once. You're not allowed to do this kind of thing with your sister again.
Even though I'm not your biological sister, it wouldn't be good for anyone if this got out. If it weren't for your sudden illness and life-threatening condition today, I would never have let you have sex with me."
My brother nodded and said, "Okay, I won't fuck you anymore, alright? Just now, I acted impulsively, my lust got the better of me, and I was so desperate to have sex with you. After I ejaculated, I cooled down.
My mind cleared up. It didn't feel interesting anymore. I even felt a little regretful, thinking that the most mysterious thing—'fucking'—wasn't all that special.
Actually, I've heard people say that men are like that; when they want to have sex with a woman, their sexual desire drives them like wild beasts, like madmen, disregarding everything else." They'd rather commit a crime, but once they've succeeded and ejaculated, the desire cools immediately. A tinge of regret follows, and it feels meaningless.
But it won't be long before these men experience another surge of intense desire, an endless cycle; they'll definitely want to do it again. If they didn't want to, they wouldn't be men. My brother said he wouldn't fuck me again, but I don't believe him. Men can become aroused at any time when they see a beautiful woman; they're not like livestock with only two heat cycles.
After being fucked by my brother in our private plot, I had a burning, stinging sensation down there, which took several days to recover.
In the days that followed, I avoided him, not giving him any opportunities. Although I know that women also experience pleasure during intercourse, I'm rational. I know it's wrong, and I know it's dangerous. First, it's easy to get pregnant. Second, if my parents found out, I'd be a sinner; they'd definitely accuse me of seducing their son. Third, if the villagers found out, my reputation would be completely ruined. It's simply immoral. I want to find a partner in the future, and I want to get married.
[The End]

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