Stepmother and god-sister

My name is Amin. My father is a businessman working in mainland China. I've only seen him a handful of times since I was old enough to remember, so he's always been a dispensable presence in our family.
The story begins about two years ago, when I was seventeen, an age when I was clueless about sex. Because my mother was very strict with me, I knew almost nothing about this before high school.
Coincidentally, I attended a monastic high school where all the students were male, and naturally, being in our adolescence, we were full of curiosity about relationships. But we didn't have normal channels to learn about it, and the teachers were almost all stern-faced women. So, when a few of us guys got together, the conversation inevitably revolved around sex.
"Hey, Amin, I've got something good, wanna see it?" I didn't even need to turn around to know that the person patting my shoulder was my best frenemy. I turned around irritably and asked, "What is it?"
"The latest porn, hehe, guaranteed to be amazing! I downloaded it online yesterday and burned it onto a disc, I guarantee it's a one-in-a-million gem, how about it? Want it?" Ade grinned lewdly and pulled a disc out of his bag.
I chuckled and tapped him on the head, saying, "Good job, you're a true brother, you really know how to share the good times!"
"Of course, who am I, Ade? A loyal guy! As the saying goes, 'Share the good times, share the bad, pick up pretty girls together, go for women together...'" I couldn't help but laugh out loud at the last sentence, saying, "Come on, if you get a girlfriend in the future, are you going to share her with us brothers?"
"I hope so! Just kidding!" Ade rolled his eyes at me and said, "Fine, I'm not going to waste my breath on you, just enjoy the show!"
For the rest of the day, I could barely hear what the teacher was saying in class. One thought kept swirling in my mind: I had to get home quickly and start watching the porn Ade had given me. After a long, agonizing wait, the school bell finally rang!
I rushed home, turned on the computer, put in the DVD, and began to watch it with great excitement.
The DVD depicts a man who has long coveted the bodies of his mother, older sister, and younger sister. By chance, he obtains incriminating evidence against each of the three women and uses it to blackmail them into having sex with him. The ending, of course, involves him taking all three women to bed for a foursome.
While I felt that Ade might have exaggerated a bit—after all, the film wasn't bad, but the actresses weren't exactly my "goddesses"—one thing really struck me: the plot resonated with my own life!
Besides my father, who has been missing for years, there are three other women in my family. My mother was thirty-six at the time, a deputy chief in the police department. I heard she was incredibly beautiful in her youth, even hailed as the most beautiful policewoman in police history when she first joined the force. Unfortunately, her family was quite traditional; my mother married my father at sixteen, simply because of an arranged marriage between my maternal and paternal grandparents. So, at the tender age of sixteen, she married my father.
My older sister was nineteen, a home-school university student. Though not tall, she was very well-proportioned.
Inheriting our mother's beautiful features, she was quite a beauty. Although she had no shortage of suitors at school, perhaps due to my mother's traditional views, she hadn't had a boyfriend in her nineteen years. My younger sister was sixteen, a high school student like me. However, unlike me, she had entered high school with the highest score in the city, while I was only a student at a third-rate high school. So, although she also inherited our mother's beauty, she was almost always a negative influence on my life. My mother would often criticize me, her older brother, for my sister's academic performance, and she looked down on me from the bottom of her heart for being a poor student.
Since there were usually three women and one man in the family, I was almost always the one who suffered. I was always the one running errands, doing housework, taking out the trash, and doing all sorts of chores, whether heavy or light, which often made me the target of ridicule from my classmates at school, who called me the family's servant.
"Damn, they're all three women, a mother, an older sister, and a younger sister. The male lead in porn can have sex with them so gloriously, and even drag them all to bed for a foursome, while I have to put up with their filth..."
Suddenly, a crazy thought surged into my mind, "If the male lead in porn can do it, why can't I try?"
As soon as I realized I had this thought, I was startled. This is incest! A taboo condemned by society for thousands of years, how could I have such a dirty thought?
But then I thought, as long as heaven, earth, you, and I know, and no one else knows, how can society condemn me? As long as I can find a way to make them shut up after I've had sex with them, and not let anyone else know, it should be fine, right?
Thinking of this, the stunning faces of the three women in my house suddenly appeared in my mind again. I wonder what kind of figures were under those beautiful faces? Thinking of this, my lust was aroused, and I quickly took out my penis from my crotch and started rubbing it.
After trying it dozens of times, I realized it wasn't relieving my arousal, so I got up and went to the bathroom. As expected, there were still many clothes to be washed because my mother didn't do laundry until after work.
I picked up a bra and sniffed it, faintly detecting a fragrance. Just the thought that it must be the scent of one of the three women in my house was enough to excite me.
I eagerly covered my already erect penis with the bra and began thrusting, imagining my penis going in and out of the women's breasts. This thought sent my excitement soaring to its peak. I continued to rub harder with my hands, and soon my semen shot out for the women's beautiful breasts.
From then on, almost all the women's underwear in the house became my masturbation tools. Over time, I gradually began to fantasize about my mother, older sister, and younger sister's figures based on some of the clothes. Being in my adolescence, I needed to masturbate two or three times a day to fall asleep peacefully. However, I soon discovered that such fantasies were very empty, and my desire for real bodies grew stronger with each passing day. So, I began to set my sights on the three beautiful women in my family.
"Ding-dong!" The doorbell rang, and I jumped off the sofa and rushed to open the door. As soon as I
opened the door, I saw a beautiful face standing outside, with cherry-red lips, a pair of bright, watery eyes, and long, flowing black hair reaching her waist. She was wearing the sailor uniform that symbolized "First Girls' High School," paired with a skirt that didn't reach her knees, and the fair, tender thighs that were barely concealed beneath the skirt... Seeing such a beautiful sight, I couldn't help but swallow hard.
The girl, seeing that it was me who opened the door and was standing motionless in the doorway, assumed I was deliberately preventing her from coming in. With a "smack," her backpack hit me, and the sudden, sharp pain made me cry out in pain.
"Hmph, serves you right! Who told you to block my way!"
I looked up and saw the owner of that beautiful face, my sister, wearing a gloating expression and a cold smile, staring at me disdainfully. Provoked by her gaze, I glared back.
"What are you looking at? Who gave you permission to look at me with those shifty eyes? Humph! Pervert! Don't you know what you look like? With a brain as stupid as a pig, how dare you glare at me?" Realizing I was glaring at her, my sister cursed a few more times before returning to her room.
Watching her slam the door shut, for some reason, the anger I should have felt vanished quickly, replaced by a cruel sense of pleasure. Just imagining my arrogant sister—what would her reaction be if I threw her onto the bed and stripped her naked? A sinister smile crept across my face.
"Hmph, you think you're so tough? Let's see how long you can keep up this arrogance!" I chuckled coldly and sat back down on the sofa to watch TV.
Since it was the first day of summer vacation, my older sister, who usually studies late, came home early for dinner. During the meal, although I was eating with my chopsticks, my eyes were darting around, secretly observing the three women in the house.
"Ah Ming, Ah Ming!" A voice called out, making me look away. Turning around, I realized it was my mother who had called me.
"Mom, is something wrong?" I asked.
"What's wrong? You look so distracted. Did you do badly on your final exams?" my sister, sitting next to me, asked.
"No...no..." Before I could finish speaking, my sister immediately chimed in, "Sis, you don't need to ask such a stupid question! That idiot has never done well on a test! Even if he did well, with the level of their lousy school, it's nothing! Ignore him! By the way, Mom, what about the trip you mentioned earlier?"
"A trip?" I listened carefully to their conversation and realized that Mom wanted to take us on a trip for a few days during the summer vacation. After listening for a while, I got bored. Since they were the only ones talking and I could hardly get a word in edgewise, I continued to secretly observe the figures of the three women, and secretly fantasized in my mind: "Mom's figure is really good. No wonder she was the top policewoman back then. Such full breasts. If I could touch them first, and then use them to squeeze my dick...it would be so pleasurable! My older sister's figure is more even, but her legs are really long! If she were to squeeze them around my waist and fuck me..." This would be such a joy! That girl with the motorcycle is a little less developed than them, maybe she's not fully grown yet! But her little mouth is quite cute, especially since she always scolds me so much. It's such a waste to use that cute little mouth to scold people, she should use it to suck my dick... Damn! So good!"
Just as I was fantasizing like this, I suddenly saw my sister hurriedly get off the table and rush back to her room. I was startled, thinking that I had been caught peeping at them. But just then, my mother suddenly came over and patted my shoulder, saying, "Ah Ming! Did you hear what I just said?"
"Ah!" I involuntarily trembled, my heart pounding, unable to think of what to say in response.
Seeing that I didn't speak, my mother asked again, "Why have you been so absent-minded today? I'm asking if you're free for the week starting next Wednesday?"
"Phew, that was close..." Hearing that I hadn't been caught peeping, I breathed a sigh of relief and then seriously considered my mother's question.
"A week starting next Wednesday? The team's practice starts next month, and there aren't any make-up exams this semester, so it should be fine, right..." I thought for a moment, and was about to tell my mom "it's fine" when I suddenly saw my younger sister come out of her room, looking miserable, and say to my mom, "Sigh, Mom, why didn't you pick a time when I was free! I have tutoring classes at school starting that week!"
"Really? But my vacation schedule just happens to be those few days!" my mom replied.
My younger sister asked, "Can't we just change the time? Can't we do it a week earlier?"
Mom shook her head and said, "Sigh, our department schedules holidays a month in advance. I thought you'd all be free during summer vacation, so I chose a leftover time slot. Now, it's probably too late to change it!" Seeing my sister still looking dejected, Mom quickly comforted her, "It's okay, your tutoring should end next month! Then Mom will take you out to play, okay?"
Hearing Mom say this, my sister immediately put on a happy expression and nodded vigorously, "Okay, okay, Mom, you can't go back on your word!"
Mom nodded, then looked at me and asked, "What about you, Ah-Ming?"
"I..." I wanted to say I was fine, but suddenly a thought flashed through my mind, and then one idea after another popped up.
"What's wrong? What are you thinking about again?" Mom saw me lost in thought again and immediately asked.
"I... have something to say!" After thinking it over, I gave my conclusion.
"What's wrong?" Mom frowned when she heard my words, her expression almost seductive, which made my lower body harden again.
"Yeah! I'm going to..." I started to give a reason, but my sister immediately interrupted, "I bet that idiot has to retake his exam! What, you're too ashamed to tell Mom? No problem, I'll tell her for you, aren't you grateful? Heh!"
Seeing my sister's smug smile and Mom's angry expression as she started berating me, I lowered my head, letting them mock and scold me without arguing back, but a smile played on my lips. "Heh, you're the one who gave me the excuse to stay. Don't worry, I'll definitely 'repay' you properly!"
The final decision was that Mom and my sister would go on a trip, while my sister and I would stay home because we each had "important things to do."
Hearing this decision, I was naturally thrilled, because I had taken another step closer to my "sexy sister plan"! Of course, on the surface, I still pretended to be very unwilling, and my sister, naturally, showed a disdainful smile.
"Hmph, you still disdain me! I promise I'll make you 'climax' to your heart' next week!"
That's what I thought, but right now I only had the idea of sleeping with my sister, without any actual method to carry it out. And most importantly, my goal was a "mother-daughter 4P" drama. If I couldn't handle my sister after sleeping with her, my mother and sister might find out. In that case, I might end up in jail before I even had my way with the three women in my family!
However, in terms of timing, I was still in a better position. After all, there was still a week before my mother and sister went on their trip. In that week, I should have enough time to formulate a detailed plan.
As for how to formulate a plan? I thought about it and decided to first look for "data" online.
"Fengyue Continent, Lamb, taiwankiss..." I searched for a few large erotic literature forums and casually flipped through a few articles about incest, but I was quickly disappointed!
"Damn, it would be best if every mother were this slutty! They'd even actively seduce their sons. Ideally, after sleeping with my sister, she'd immediately undergo a complete 180-degree change, yelling 'So good! Don't stop! Fuck me!' If that were true, I wouldn't have to worry!" After reading a lot of erotic articles, I couldn't help but grumble. Although I had no experience in this area, just reading the news, every woman who was raped hated her perpetrators with a passion, I knew that most of these erotic articles were pure fantasy, and very few could actually help my plan.
However, even so, I still gleaned a crucial clue from some of the articles. "Many articles say 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.' Now that I think about it, I don't actually know much about my sister… Okay, that's it!"
I left the room and checked the house; sure enough, I was home alone. I chuckled, first running to the living room to lock the door in case someone suddenly returned, then tiptoed to my sister's room.
My sister's room was just as I had imagined—perfectly clean, everything neatly organized. I looked around and found the "First Girls' High School" sailor uniform in the closet; Mom must have put it away after she left.
I leaned closer, scrutinizing the uniform, and recalling how my sister looked in it. Suddenly, I made a decision.
"After I sleep with her this time, I'll make sure she wears this sailor uniform while I'm with her!" The thought of having a high-achieving student in a "First Girls' High School" uniform beneath me, subjecting me to my lewdness, made my penis hard again.
But now wasn't the time for such thoughts. I shook off those fantasies and focused on finding clues that could help me.
Suddenly, my gaze fell on her desk. It was filled with textbooks and had a locked drawer.
"Maybe the secret I'm looking for is in that drawer..."
I searched for a while, but still found nothing. Undeterred, I wanted to find some clues.
As I was fumbling around, perhaps it was a stroke of luck, but when I touched her desk mat, I felt a slight bulge. I quickly flipped it open, and there it was—a small silver key!
"A key? What lock is this key for? Could it be…?" I looked around the desk and realized there was only one lock I could open. With trembling hands, I slowly reached the key into her drawer. With a "click," the tightly locked drawer opened!
"It's open! It really is open!" I cheered, gently pulling the drawer open. However, after rummaging through it, I was greatly disappointed by what I found inside. It was just a few notebooks filled with class notes.
"Damn it, it's not a secret after all…" I was deeply disappointed and was about to close the drawer and search elsewhere when a thought suddenly flashed through my mind.
"Wait a minute! If it were notebooks, she could have just left them on her desk. Why would she put them in a drawer, and lock it up like that?" My suspicions grew, and I quickly pulled out the notebooks and placed them on the desk.
"English notes, math notes, history notes, Chinese notes, geography notes..." I looked at the titles on the covers one by one, finally deciding to flip through them one by one to see if I could find anything.
However, after flipping through several notebooks, the contents were nothing more than a bunch of notes. Not only did I not find what I was looking for, but I was also overwhelmed by a mountain of English words and mathematical formulas.
"Ugh, my head is spinning..." I shook my head. This was already the sixth notebook, but it was still just plain notebooks. Could it be that I really wasn't looking for anything?
I gritted my teeth, picked up the next notebook, flipped through a few pages and found a bunch of geographical terms. I shook my head, thinking it wasn't the right one. But when I flipped through a few more pages and saw the contents, I was stunned!
Then, what replaced it was a joy that rose from the bottom of my heart!
Because these words weren't from the dizzying lessons I was reading, but from my sister's diary!
"June 28th, Monday, sunny." Ding.
"Last night I had 'that dream' again. In the dream, a man restrained me, tying my hands to the headboard, and I couldn't resist at all.
" I cried desperately, trying to scream, but I couldn't break free. He took off my clothes one by one, then picked up a leather whip and lashed me again and again.
"Finally, I was so scared of him that I stopped crying and begged him to stop hitting me. Only then did he stop. In the darkness, I couldn't see what he was trying to do, but I felt him pressing down on me, and then I woke up..." "Sigh, sure enough, I wet the bed again this morning. I had to sneakily take the sheets to wash them after Mom left..." "I couldn't stand it anymore. I jumped onto my sister's bed, sniffing hard, as if I could smell her scent.
'Damn, I never thought my sister, who's usually so mean to me, would have such a lewd dream...' I frantically rubbed my penis, kneeling on my sister's bed, feeling like the man abusing her in the dream. Thinking of my sister crying and begging for mercy, my penis grew harder and harder.
'Hoo...oh...oh...' '
Ah...ah...I'll fuck you to death, you slutty sister...I'll fuck you to death, you bitch...' 'Ah...ah...ah!'" I
finally let out a long sigh of relief. The feeling of ejaculation was incredibly pleasurable, especially since I was masturbating on the very bed where my sister had once had erotic dreams. The climax brought a sense of satisfaction, as if I had uncovered her secret and exacted revenge. It was an indescribable feeling of exhilaration.
After catching my breath for a while, I got out of bed, tidied myself up a bit, put the notebooks back in the drawer, and placed the key under the desk. Making sure everything was exactly as I had left when I first entered, I slowly left my sister's room.
[The End]

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