Sister Yuxiang

I lay beside my sister, one arm around her trembling body, caressing her shapely buttocks, the other hand kneading her firm breasts. The smooth, perky texture of her skin was almost too good to pass up, my mind racing.
I had finally gotten my way with her, but unfortunately, Qi Jie had taken her virginity first. Thinking about it, I wanted to slap myself. But what should I do after this impulse?
Should I stay in bed and wait for her to wake up, then threaten her? Force her? What if she told Mom? Knowing her timid nature, I ruled out the possibility of her telling on me.
Or should I sneak away before she woke up?
After much deliberation, I slowly released her body, gently got up, and decided that it was best to do it before she found out, satisfying my desire without ruining our relationship. If she did find out, I would force her. A lewd smile crept onto my lips.
I stood by my sister's bed, watching her lying there, her beautiful body sprawled out. My penis, which had just been released, trembled again. I took a deep breath, suppressing my desire. What if she woke up if I continued? I turned around, picked up my pajamas from the floor, and began to put them on.
After dressing, I turned back to look at my sister. She was still fast asleep, but her delicate body was naked. A light blue bra covered her neck, and her high, firm breasts bore some fresh hickeys. The snow-white semen slowly seeping from her private parts, along with her slightly swollen vulva, exuded an aura of lust.
I turned and walked towards the bathroom in my sister's room. With a soft "click," the sliding door opened. I went inside, walked to the vanity, picked up a towel hanging nearby, turned on the tap, and "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," adjusted the water to warm, soaked the towel, turned it off, and walked out of the bathroom with the towel.
I stood by the bed with a towel, reaching out to straighten my sister's delicate body. I gently wiped her face, carefully removing the drool I'd left. Slowly, I moved down her exquisite collarbone, her snow-white shoulders, and finally her high, firm breasts. Through the towel, I felt their soft yet firm texture, occasionally giving them a light squeeze. Watching her breasts sway under the towel, I swallowed hard. After wiping her breasts for a while, I moved the towel further down, gently caressing her curvaceous figure, until I reached the edge of her private parts. Looking at her moist and overflowing vulva, I glanced at the towel, put it down, and went to my sister's desk. I pulled out a few sheets of white tissues, returned to her side, and gently lifted her legs apart. I reached out and covered my sister's private parts with a tissue. The soft touch came from my fingers. After wiping for a while, I removed the tissue. My sister's private parts were no longer wet, but the freshly cleaned vulva was slowly overflowing with essence. I watched for a while, then crumpled the tissue in my hand and put it in my pocket. I turned around and went to my desk, took out a few more tissues, returned to the bedside, and slowly stretched out my hand that wasn't holding any tissues. I opened a finger and slowly inserted it into my sister's private parts. The tight, wriggling feeling came from my finger. My penis began to slowly rise. The finger inserted into my sister's vulva gently tapped, and strands of snow-white essence slowly overflowed with my tapping. I stretched out my left hand and placed the tissue in my hand below my sister's private parts. The strands of essence were gradually absorbed by the tissue.
Gradually, the white essence stopped overflowing from my sister's private parts, but a little fluid seeped out. I slowly withdrew my fingers, which glistened in the moonlight. I brought them to my nose and smelled them; a faint, sweet fragrance wafted from them. I wondered what kind of constitution my sister had; even the fluid that seeped out had a faint fragrance. I smiled and reached out to wipe my sister's private parts, which were now wet with fluid again. Looking at her slightly swollen private parts, my penis became as hard as iron. I wanted to pounce on her and thrust hard, enjoying the tight, writhing feeling. But fearing that the effects of the drug would wear off and my sister would wake up, I suppressed my desire and crumpled the tissue in my hand into a ball and put it in my pocket.
Looking at my sister, whose body had been wiped clean, I slowly turned around, picked up the light blue lace panties that had been lying to the side, walked to my sister's side, placed the panties on the edge of the bed, reached out my right hand and slipped it under my sister's pink back, gently lifting her up. My sister sat up with her head down as I moved. I gently leaned my sister against me, reached out and straightened the bra that was fluttering on her snowy shoulders, then reached behind my sister and pinched the two light blue straps together. The light blue lace bra tightly half-wrapped my sister's delicate breasts, squeezing out a deep cleavage. After putting on the bra, I gently put my sister down, reached out and adjusted the bra, and casually touched and pinched it a few times.
After finishing with my sister's underwear, I turned and walked to her legs. I watched the soft downy hair sway gently in the air conditioning. I reached out and stroked it; it felt smooth to the touch. I picked up the sheer, pale blue lace panties, gently lifted her small feet, and slipped the panties between her legs. I slowly pulled them up, but her pert buttocks pressed against the bed, making it impossible to pull them any further. I reached under her soft waist with one hand and gently lifted her up, while pulling on the panties with the other. Slowly, the pale blue panties covered the black downy hair. I gently lowered her waist, stood up, and looked at the bikini-clad beauty on the bed. This semi-concealed allure deeply captivated me.
After admiring my sister's partially concealed body for a while, I turned to look for her top and skirt. I found her off-the-shoulder top and denim skirt by the other side of the bed. I walked to her legs, put the clothes aside, and lifted her legs. With my other hand, I took the denim skirt and gently slipped it over her legs. Then I lifted her legs up, her taut buttocks pulling at her panties, creating a shallow groove at her private parts. The denim skirt slowly slid down to her thighs. I gently lowered her legs, lifted her waist, and pulled the skirt up to her waist. Then I adjusted the direction of the skirt, making it circle her waist. I found the button on her abdomen, fastened it gently, and then pinched the invisible zipper, slowly pulling it up. The skirt slowly contracted, settling on her slender waist.
After putting on my sister's denim shorts, I slowly stood up, looked at her for a while, then turned and walked to her side. I reached out and lifted her up, her soft, curvaceous body leaning against me. I took the off-shoulder top from the side, lifted her delicate hands, aligned them with the sleeves, and slipped them on. After putting on both sleeves, I lowered her arms. As her arms fell, the off-shoulder top covered her high, firm breasts. I slowly moved behind her, grabbed both of her hands with one hand and lifted them up, while using the other hand to pull the slanted neckline of the off-shoulder top over her head. Then I grabbed the hem of the top and slowly pulled it down. As the top slid down, it gradually covered her snow-white body. After dressing her, I laid her flat on the bed, adjusted the top, and stood by the bed, looking at her thoughtfully.
After thinking for a moment, I reached out and gently pulled my sister's delicate body towards the edge of the bed, adjusting her to the position I had seen when I entered the room. I knelt down, picked up two cute slippers, and slipped them onto her small feet. Then I stood up, looked at her sleeping posture, and nodded. Yes, that's it. After admiring her sleeping posture for a while, I picked up a towel and went to the bathroom. Once inside, I stood by the vanity, turned on the tap, rinsed the towel, and hung it flat to the side. I turned and walked out of the bathroom, closing the door behind me.
Returning to my sister's side, I admired her charming face and sleeping posture for a while. I slowly knelt down, leaned in, and kissed her red lips. My hands quietly covered her breasts, which were hidden by her clothes, and gently kneaded them. Slowly, I extended my tongue and probed into her mouth. Her teeth blocked my way, but I didn't open her mouth further. My tongue swept back and forth across her delicate teeth.
After kissing for a long time, I slowly raised my head, leaving a glistening silver thread between my sister's and my lips, like a thread of love binding us. I gently released her breasts, which were changing shape in my hands, and slowly stood up. I looked at my sleeping sister for a while, then reached out and wiped the moisture from the corner of her mouth. I slowly backed away, and when I reached the door, I took one last, reluctant look at my sister. I gently opened the door with a soft "click," and slowly stepped out. I then pressed the doorknob and gently closed the door with a "click."
He stood at his sister's door for a while, then slowly turned and went back to his room. "Bang!" He slammed the door shut, walked to the bed, and collapsed onto it, hands behind his head, lost in thought. He gradually drifted off to sleep.
[The End]

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