My brother-in-law went in.

My cousin and I grew up together, and almost everyone I can remember has raved about her. She's a very beautiful girl with a gentle, even delicate, personality. She's the kind of person you just want to protect. So, it's understandable that many of my relatives, classmates, friends, and others say they like her. Who wouldn't love a beauty like her? I met her and her husband through me. We've always been very close, and we went to high school together in a prefecture-level city in Guizhou. We promised to go to the same university. We didn't end up going to the same one, but our universities were very close, located in Huaxi University Town, Guizhou, just across the street from each other. He went to medical school, and I went to Guangzhou University.

Her husband is a classmate of mine. They met while shopping at a supermarket with her on a trip. It was love at first sight, I guess. Less than two months later, my cousin told me she was dating my boyfriend. I was actually quite happy at the time, because my boyfriend is indeed a rare and responsible man. They got married less than a year after graduation.

In April 2019, my brother-in-law was sentenced to five years in prison for hit-and-run. That's how I gradually learned about their marriage. My cousin was devastated the night he was sentenced. I stayed with her, drinking and crying. She said she had saved countless patients, but couldn't save herself; heaven never favors one person alone. My cousin had an enviable husband, a beautiful face and figure that many women envied, but she couldn't have children. It seemed to be due to an injury she sustained as a child. That night, she cried uncontrollably. I held her, held her until she fell asleep.

Time flew by, and it was April 2020 in Guizhou, after the pandemic. That day, I received a call from my cousin. She said she was going to visit her husband at a farm and asked me to drive. Actually, my cousin visited him almost every two months, and I usually went with her. Because he wasn't just her husband; he was also the only friend I had in college with whom I would share 50 yuan. When I saw my brother-in-law, I brought up the same old story again. He asked me to take good care of my sister. He trusts me the most, and my sister and I are the closest. I promised him I would take good care of her. That ended my day of visiting. I returned to my sister's house in Huaxi.

After dinner, it started raining heavily. My sister told me not to go back and to rest at her house. Actually, I live not far from my sister's house, both in Huaxi, but she was worried about me because of the heavy rain. We had also driven for a long time and were quite tired, so we went to bed early. Young people these days are all the same. Even though they're exhausted, they can't fall asleep as long as they lie in bed playing on their phones. Around 1 a.m., I gradually heard the sounds of a man and woman laughing and joking next door. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but I was sure they were flirting. Every now and then, I heard a woman's screams, which slowly turned into moans. Moans of "ah," "oh," and "um," along with the sounds of flesh colliding. As a normal man, anyone would feel uncomfortable hearing that. It's also very arousing. My penis gradually bulged, creating a tent in my underwear. This wasn't a solution; I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Listening to the sounds of lovemaking next door, the mingled moans of a man and a woman, images of pornography flashed through my mind. I opened the Kuaimao app on my phone (Kuaimao is an app you know), and started masturbating, my burning-hot penis moving back and forth. My libido was incredibly high.

While masturbating, I wondered if my sister was asleep, or if she was like me. If she wasn't asleep, she was probably also very uncomfortable. After all, everyone has sexual needs. Listening to the sounds of lovemaking next door, watching videos of some Chinese actresses on Kuaimao, and recalling the times I made love with my girlfriend in college, I became increasingly engrossed. Just then, I heard the door open. My cousin, like me, wasn't asleep. And she was even up! My desire was so strong that I didn't even think before jumping out of bed and walking into the living room. The room was eerily quiet. I could even hear my own heartbeat. The sounds of urination and spraying urine came from the bathroom. Meanwhile, the moaning from next door grew louder and faster. The woman was even calling out, "Husband, I want it! I love you so much!" I couldn't make out what the man was saying, but the clearest thing I heard was, "Darling, your pussy is so tight. It feels so good to fuck you." Then I went to the balcony outside the kitchen and peeked at my sister through the window. She was standing naked in the bathroom, taking a cold shower. It seemed like she saw me in the mirror. I was so scared I rushed back to my room. My heart was pounding. Of course, my penis was limp from the shock.

I don't know how much time passed in my room, but it felt like forever. The lovemaking next door continued and became increasingly intense. My penis hardened again, and after what seemed like forever, I heard my sister close the door. Lying in bed, the image of my sister taking a cold shower kept replaying in my mind. I thought she must have been feeling very uncomfortable to use cold water to cool down, because there was no steam coming from the bathroom. I got up and walked out of the room, pacing back and forth in the hallway. I was torn about whether to open the door. My penis was so hard it was like an iron rod, difficult to even press down with my hand. I heard sounds from next door—"Honey, I want it... ah... ah... ah... hehehe... ah... ah..." Finally, I reached for the doorknob. With a swish, the door opened. My sister lived on the 10th floor. It wasn't very high up, so the light from the opposite lamp and the streetlights made the room quite bright. I saw my sister lying on her side on the bed; I could even see her black lace panties and underwear on the windowsill tiles. I was only wearing underwear. I went over and pulled back the red blanket covering my sister. I saw she was only wearing white underwear. I lay down and eagerly reached out to hug her from behind. Her body was burning hot; hugging her felt like hugging a hot coal. In a hospital, this would definitely be considered a super high fever. I hugged her from behind, my left hand reaching behind her ear to brush aside her long hair. She exuded a unique fragrance. I don't know what it smelled like. Maybe it was the scent of shower gel mixed with a familiar yet long-unseen smell. The smell of hormones. This smell was peculiar, a scent I often smelled when making love with my girlfriend. I brushed aside my sister's hair and bit her ear. Sure enough, women are easily swayed; my sister trembled and gasped for breath. I reached down to her breasts and grasped her proud bosom. She desperately tried to protect them with her hands. I intensified my stimulation of her ear, licking the base of her ear with my tongue, hoping she would turn around. I longed to see her alluring face. Actually, it's the same for both men and women. Being easily swayed is a human trait; my girlfriend used this trick on me before. One word: ticklish. My sister pulled her neck inward forcefully, causing her breasts to thrust out. Her breasts weren't small; probably a C-cup, too big to be held in one hand. At that moment, my index and middle fingers pinched her nipples, my palms kneading her breasts. My mouth greedily attracted her ear. My sister finally turned around and looked at me, and I looked at her charming appearance.

My sister truly lived up to her reputation as the school beauty back in high school. She was a renowned beauty throughout the school. Look at her: long eyelashes, half-closed eyes, and a face that would make any woman envious. Her skin was as dewy as morning dew on a lotus leaf, almost too beautiful to touch. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were slightly parted, as if her nose couldn't keep up with her breath. At that moment, my right index and middle fingers were pinching her nipple, and I could feel her heart pounding. Her proud breasts, moving with her breath, became even more alluring. I bit down, my mouth taking in the breasts that so many lecherous men had dreamed of. I greedily sucked on them, sucking hard. My sister, meanwhile, wrapped her arms around my head, rubbing it forcefully against her chest, as if trying to meld me into her very being. As I greedily sucked on her breasts, I twisted my hips from side to side. My sister, as if by instinct, opened her legs to match my movements. At the same time, I felt the pleasure of the friction between her pubic hair and my penis. My penis rubbed back and forth around my sister's vulva. Her vulva was already soaking wet. I freed my left hand and started touching down from her breasts, all the way to her labia majora. My sister trembled as if electrocuted, her arms tightening around me. At the same time, she let out a long moan. Ah…ha…ah…I knew my sister was enjoying it all. This beautiful woman before me, my sister, a woman with a high level of education, stunning looks, a perfect figure, and countless suitors, was now enjoying the pleasure brought to her by her brother who had been with her for over 20 years. This beautiful and charming woman. A pitiful woman. To others, she seemed so lucky. Yet, for an ordinary woman to experience the greatness of motherhood, all these seemingly ordinary things were such a luxury for my sister. Gradually, I wasn't satisfied with just my hands. I started kissing down from her breasts, her navel, her vulva, her labia. I licked her labia as if possessed, while my left hand gently caressed her clitoris. My sister was very sensitive; her legs clamped tightly around my head. Her hands seemed to be trying to push me away, preventing me from serving her. At the same time, her moans grew more intense, her breathing faster and faster. She cried out "Ah, ah, ah," and the fluid inside her flowed uncontrollably like a tap turned on. I got up and turned on the bedside lamp, looking at my sister. She was even more alluring and seductive. I lowered my head again and continued to give her oral sex. My sister pulled me forcefully onto her, hugging me tightly, her breasts pressing against my chest as she gasped for breath. She said, "Wait a minute." This gave her her first orgasm. I seized the opportunity, forcefully spreading her legs and thrusting my penis directly into her vagina.

Her vagina felt incredibly good. As I entered, she let out a long cry, "Ah… hiss…" I lifted her legs and thrust in and out. *Slap, slap, slap* Sister: Ah, ah, ah... Under the light, sister is even more beautiful and captivating. Sister's vagina is very tight, like a virgin's. Her labia are very fertile. Sister has a lot of long pubic hair, almost covering her vagina. With the bedside lamp not being very strong, her vagina is faintly visible, tightly gripping my penis. I keep fucking sister's vagina, faster and faster. Sister's moans get louder and louder, more and more seductive. Ah, oh, um... Maybe it's because sister hasn't been fucked for a year. She's very wet. It feels wet when I fuck her. It's very satisfying. Sister is absolutely the best among the women I've fucked. Her vagina is even better than my two previous girlfriends'.

Sister's vagina is different from my two previous girlfriends'. Sister's vagina is the kind that is very full, what is commonly called a "steamed bun vagina". Steamed bun vaginas are tighter. We fucked sister in a missionary style for more than 10 minutes. When I suggested changing positions, my sister disagreed. She said, "Like this. Yes, just like before, twist a little more." "Twist a little more," was the first thing she'd said since we started having sex. I twisted my penis and ass, and she moaned even more ecstatically. She hugged me even tighter. Gradually, she stopped holding me and wouldn't let me move. She had her second orgasm. After that, we tried all sorts of positions and talked about all sorts of things. My sister, with a slightly tearful voice, said, "Little brother, I want... What do you want?" I asked deliberately. My sister blushed and turned away, not saying a word. I deliberately twisted my ass, looking at her blissful expression, and asked again, "What do you want, sister?" "I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck my pussy." That night we did it four times. Each time, my sister was very satisfied. At dawn, I said to my sister, "Before your husband gets out of prison, let me be your husband." My sister hugged me, pressing her proud breasts against my chest, and said, "Then let's keep this secret forever. Stop this relationship as soon as your husband gets out of prison.

" Actually, I had very complicated feelings for my sister. What were my feelings for her? Is it love? Is it family? Or...?

[The End]

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