Sisters are really close

It's been exactly seven years since I married my wife, Xiaoqian. I canceled all my work commitments to spend this vacation with her in Sanya. Lying on the beach, with my beautiful wife in my arms, this is pure bliss.

Watching the waves crash against the shore, I saw two boys and two girls, all around eighteen or nineteen years old, chasing and playing, making it hard to tell who was a couple. A gentle breeze blew, and suddenly, I remembered some things from the past. Back then, my wife was my then-girlfriend's older sister, and my then-girlfriend is now my sister-in-law.

I had just graduated from university and had been dating my girlfriend, Xiaoyue, for four years, from freshman to senior year.

We'd been intimate for four years, practically worn out by my lovemaking.

Graduation season is also known as breakup season, but Xiaoyue and I were still inseparable. Xiaoyue was worried, afraid I'd run away. She didn't even let me go home; she packed me up and took me directly to her hometown, a beautiful seaside town.

Xiaoyue's family was considered middle-class; they were an average family in the area where she studied, but wealthy in that small town.

It was here that I met my girlfriend's older sister, Xiaoqian, my current wife, who is two years older than both Xiaoyue and me. Tall and slender, with a graceful figure, she exuded the unique aura of a mature woman.

Unlike Xiaoyue's cuteness, charm, and immaturity, Xiaoqian was mature, composed, well-mannered, and elegant, even possessing a subtle ethereal quality reminiscent of actresses like Zhao Yazhi and Liu Yifei.

This time, Xiaoqian brought her boyfriend, Xiaojun, back with her. He was tall, scholarly, and handsome—definitely better looking than me.

Perhaps to win over her sister, Xiaojun seemed quite attentive to his future sister-in-law. Coincidentally, Xiaoyue also greatly admired her future brother-in-law. So, Xiaoyue clung to Xiaojun the moment she saw him. Anyone who didn't know better would think Xiaojun was her boyfriend.

Even back in our sophomore year of college, Xiaoyue would frequently praise her future brother-in-law to me. She was so considerate, so knowledgeable, so handsome on basketball—basically, she was perfect in every way, the best in the world.

It made me a little jealous, so I occasionally asked her if she liked her future brother-in-law. At first, she wouldn't admit it, but later, when I was getting really into it in bed, I interrogated her, and she finally confessed. It turned out Xiaoyue had a crush on her brother-in-law, Xiaojun, which made me incredibly jealous. I don't know what possessed me, but I said to Xiaoyue,

"How about we break up your sister and brother-in-law? You can have your brother-in-law, and I'll have your sister, what do you say?" Surprisingly, this girl actually agreed, saying, "That's a good idea." I was both amused and exasperated, and could only vent my anger on her body. Seven times a night, her vagina was swollen, and she didn't let me touch her for a month.

Xiaoyue seemed to realize that her feelings for her brother-in-law made me jealous, making me even more vigorous in bed, and she would even bring up her brother-in-law to provoke me. I don't know what I was thinking, but I actually fell for her act. She aroused me, and I even pretended to be her brother-in-law: "Little girl, they say a sister-in-law has half a brother-in-law's ass. Today, let your brother-in-law use half of yours!" My girlfriend, Xiaoyue, immediately perked up, pretending to say "no" while swaying her hips and acting all slutty. Her vaginal fluids flowed like crazy.

Under my relentless thrusting, she experienced multiple orgasms, finally shouting, "Brother-in-law, your sister-in-law's is tighter and softer than my sister's, right?! Fuck your sister-in-law to death! Your sister-in-law's pussy is yours now!" Instead of being angry, I was pushed to my climax by Xiaoyue's slutty antics—I ejaculated.

Anyway, this brother-in-law and sister-in-law joke became a daily part of my sex life with Xiaoyue. Later, it led to unspeakable things between me and my girlfriend's sister—let's imagine it to the fullest extent. It has to be said that role-playing is indeed very exciting, injecting fresh excitement into our increasingly mundane sex life and greatly increasing our interest in each other.

Arriving in a seaside city during the sweltering summer, swimming in the sea is inevitable. It's a way to cool off and also a legitimate way to feast our eyes.

Unfortunately, this place is mainly focused on fishing and fish farming, with absolutely no tourist resort facilities. So, while there are beaches, they are pristine and undeveloped, attracting very few visitors.

Moreover, I discovered a secret here: my girlfriend, Xiaoyue, who grew up by the sea (her home is less than three kilometers from the beach), is completely unable to swim. Quite unexpected! Her sister and brother-in-law are both excellent swimmers, and her brother-in-law is even a part-time swimming coach.

When Xiaoyue heard that her brother-in-law was a swimming coach, her eyes lit up. Suddenly, her eyes lit up as she ran over, grabbed her brother-in-law's arm, and sweetly begged him to teach her.

Her brother-in-law looked at the girl rubbing her breasts against his arm, then at his sister, his expression quite complex.

My older sister shook her head helplessly and said, "My little sister has never been interested in swimming, so I never taught her.

Since she wants to learn today, you can teach her."

Seeing that my sister had said that, I said helplessly, "Okay then! I'll teach your sister. You and your brother-in-law go swim in the sea. Be careful!" I really admire my girlfriend's ability to pester me; even my brother-in-law was blushing a little from her. If I'm not mistaken, his lower body was also getting a little erect. No wonder he wanted my sister and me to go swim. He was afraid his girlfriend would see his embarrassing state later. It seems that my brother-in-law is also a little interested in my girlfriend.

You're interested in my girlfriend, and I'm interested in yours; neither of us loses out. Anyway, nothing too outrageous will happen in this kind of situation. I'm not that petty.

Before I went into the water, I teased Xiaoyue, saying, "Brother-in-law and sister-in-law! Learn well and teach (interact) well!" My girlfriend Xiaoyue immediately understood my unspoken meaning, blushing and sticking out her tongue at me. However, I felt that her rosy cheeks weren't from shyness, but rather from the passion we felt during foreplay.

Since it was a teaching session, physical contact was inevitable, even hugging and cuddling.

After swimming around in the shallow water, I glanced at her and saw my brother-in-law supporting his girlfriend's waist. Xiaoyue swallowed a few mouthfuls of seawater and became flustered, kicking her arms and legs. Her brother-in-law picked her up. However, whether intentionally or not, his right hand grasped half of her breast.

Although I was very jealous, my heart was inexplicably pounding, and I felt very excited. I thought, although my girlfriend and I had played the roles of brother-in-law and aunt so many times during sex, today, wouldn't my girlfriend take this opportunity to actually do something?

In front of us, at most she would be touched all over her body, which wasn't a big deal. But if my girlfriend's sister and I were a little further away, this little girl might get bolder and actively seduce her brother-in-law. If her brother-in-law also found his sister-in-law attractive, something might actually happen.

Thinking about the role-playing scenarios my girlfriend and I used to have, it would be quite exciting if it actually happened between my girlfriend and her brother-in-law. Oh well, I'll give her the chance. I'll see how I punish her when we get home tonight.

I'm not a man if I don't fuck her so hard she can't get out of bed for two weeks.

I decided not to look at them and swam towards my sister.

That's when I noticed that my sister's swimsuit, which seemed plain at first glance, was completely different after getting wet. The three-point swimsuit clung tightly to her body, revealing her perfect curves. She looked like a beauty emerging from a bath, sexy and alluring.

The white and pink stripes on her chest were quite cute, but most importantly, the two small protrusions on her breasts were striking. The white fabric in her crotch seemed somewhat transparent after getting wet, revealing a dark patch underneath. Even more captivating, the fabric tightly wrapped around her, outlining her labia as if they formed camel toes, arousing the imagination.

Judging from her swimming style, my sister must have had serious professional training; she swam butterfly and backstroke, like a water sprite, incredibly beautiful.

I thought to myself, since my girlfriend is playing the role of a sister-in-law and brother-in-law over there, I won't hold back and play the role of a brother-in-law and sister-in-law in a flirtatious way.

I swam to my sister's side and said, "Sis, swimming around on this shore is so boring. See that reef over there? Want to have a race to see who can swim faster? Whoever comes last treats tonight, okay?" My sister laughed and said, "That reef?! We used to go there all the time when we were little. Come to think of it, it's been so long since I've been there. I really miss it. It's high tide now, by the time we get there, it'll be almost gone, just the tip. I grew up in the water, unlike my sister, your landlubber girlfriend. You can't renege on your promise if you lose!" With that, she pushed off and shot off quite a distance. I wasn't going to be outdone, so I chased after her. I haven't had any professional training, and my swimming style isn't very good. Unlike my sister, I don't swim as gracefully as she does, nor am I fast or tiring. However, I have the advantage of regular exercise, so I'm strong and have plenty of energy. We each had our own strengths, and we were surprisingly evenly matched, sometimes she was in front, sometimes I was ahead.

Looking at my wristband, I realized we'd been swimming for over twenty minutes. The beach had become a mere line, and my girlfriend and brother-in-law were just blurry silhouettes. What they were doing was completely out of sight.

Suddenly, my sister, who was lagging behind, cried out. I quickly swam back to her.

She frowned, saying in pain, "My right leg is cramping, help me." For someone who swims regularly, a leg cramp isn't usually a serious problem. But we were quite far from the shore, and there wasn't a single boat around. If it wasn't handled properly, it could be a real headache.

I quickly said, "I'll fix it for you right away. Lie on your back in the water." With that, I dove underwater, scooped up my sister's right leg, and brought it above the surface. I told her, "It hurts a little, bear with it." I straightened her leg and pressed down on her little foot. My sister's legs were white, slender, and smooth to the touch; her little feet were plump and chubby, and I couldn't resist touching them.

"Ah—um—oh—," my sister groaned in pain.

I hadn't thought much of massaging my sister's feet before; they were just beautiful, delicate legs. But as she let out those heavenly moans, I couldn't help but recall those erotic moments with my girlfriend in bed, especially her role-playing as her sister and me, her brother-in-law, having an affair. My mind was filled with wicked thoughts that

I couldn't stop. After all, my girlfriend's sister was so alluring, and the more I looked, the more I couldn't take my eyes off her, let alone my hands. After a while, the pain on her face disappeared, and I knew her leg cramps were gone, so I should let go. But I couldn't let go of that supple, magically beautiful leg. I stopped pressing hard and instead massaged it gently, without any force, just going through the motions. I held her little feet in my hands like precious treasures, while my hand, supporting her thigh, slowly rubbed upwards, almost reaching her groin.

After a long while, my sister whispered, "Um—I—I'm fine. We—we—haven't finished yet." With that, she pulled her leg back and swam towards the island. I saw her face was very red.

After swimming for another ten minutes or so, we finally reached the vicinity of the reef. Just as my sister had said, it looked large from the shore, but with the rising tide, by the time we reached it, there wasn't much left. There was a platform on it, worn smooth; it seemed people often came here.

I swam ahead and arrived first, climbed up, sat down, and let out a long sigh. I said to my girlfriend's sister,

"Even you, the legitimate soldier, couldn't beat this country bumpkin. Dinner's on you! Thanks!" "Come on! Pull me up!" My sister reached out, asking me to pull her up. "It's just a meal! What's the big deal? I'll make Xiao Jun bleed." I pulled my sister up, but only the area under my buttocks was smooth enough to sit on. The

rest was either full of sharp spikes or uneven.

I was about to get up and offer my sister a seat, but then I suddenly remembered my girlfriend and her brother-in-law, several kilometers away on the coast. I wondered how far things had progressed, how much my girlfriend had been groped, and whether they'd even reached home base yet.

But if I didn't get something back from my girlfriend's sister, I'd be missing out.

Thinking this, I sat back down, saying to my sister standing next to me, "Sister, you don't have anywhere to sit, and even where you're standing is uncomfortable. Why don't you sit on my lap?" My sister looked at me, then at where she was standing. Perhaps it really was uncomfortable, because her little feet unconsciously moved closer to me, pressing against me, and she said sullenly, "Are you even a man? Can't you get up and let me sit for a while?" I cried out in protest, "Sister! I invited you to sit on my lap!" "This is much more comfortable than the ground." "You pervert! I'm going to tell my sister when we get back! Can't you be a little more gentlemanly? What does my sister see in you? You're not manly at all!" I shrugged indifferently and said, "Go ahead! My girlfriend knows me. Don't you know? Your sister likes my perverted side. She's into that. Besides, your sister knows best whether I'm manly or not, otherwise why would she like me? My sister also wants to know if I'm manly or not?" "You?!" My sister blushed and was furious.

I patted my thigh and said, "Sis, don't hurt your legs. It hurts to see them like this. Swimming this far must be really tiring, and we still have to swim back in a bit. I need to rest too. If something happens to me, your sister will be widowed! Just make do with this seat. Or you can sit on the rock, and I'll sit on your lap?" "Pah! If something happens to you, I'll find my sister an even better one!" my sister said angrily. "You want to sit on my lap? Dream on. Be my cushion." With that, she turned around and sat on my lap. I have to say, my sister is definitely more attractive than my sister. Just the feel and elasticity of her buttocks are something my sister can't compare to. What's worse, my sister was sitting a bit close to my groin, her left buttock slightly brushing against my genitals. This subtle touch, this feeling of almost touching but not quite touching, was too tempting. My penis uncontrollably hardened, pressing straight against my sister's pert buttocks.

"You pervert!" my sister hissed, her face flushed crimson. But she didn't move, letting my erection press against her shapely buttocks.

Seeing an opportunity, I reached out and wrapped my arms around her waist. To make it seem natural, I imagined my petite girlfriend sitting on my lap, not my sister. To my surprise, she didn't resist, letting me hold her slender waist.

So I took advantage, pulling her tightly into my arms, my chest pressed against her back. Flesh against flesh, I felt her warmth, her smooth skin, and could vaguely feel her increasingly rapid heartbeat.

Of course, with my chest pressed firmly against her back, she could clearly feel my wildly beating heart and my burning desire.

"You bastard! Enough! How could my sister be interested in you?!" my sister whispered.

I was secretly delighted. If she had yelled those words, I might have hesitated to let go. But there was clearly no one else around, and she was whispering like that. I'd be a fool to let go. She was telling me to keep flirting with her!

"Not enough! My dear wife! Your sister, my dear wife, just loves it when I do this. You don't know, when we make love, she loves to pretend you're doing it with me," I said with a grin. My hands roamed over my sister's lower abdomen and the lower edge of her breasts. I moved my lower body, slowly sliding it over my sister's buttocks.

"You?! Pervert! Who said you're my dear wife! Don't talk nonsense, my sister wouldn't be that lewd!!" my sister raised her voice, speaking firmly.

"No! No! No! You're the one who knows your sister the least! Your labia minora are larger on the left and smaller on the right, while your sister's are the opposite. You have a red mole on the upper right side of your anus. Am I right? How do I know?

Your sister told me," I said with a grin, my hands freely exploring.

"You're talking nonsense! My sister wouldn't—she—wouldn't—wouldn't. You—you—peeped at me while I was changing clothes?!" My sister stared at me, her eyes wide.

"Peeped at you while you were changing clothes?! How could I see that your labia minora are different sizes? It's not like I was peeping at you masturbating!"

"When you're changing clothes, spread your legs and play with your labia minora?" "You—you! You pervert!" My sister slapped my leg angrily.

"And, when we make love, do you know who your sister likes me to pretend to be? Her future brother-in-law, your boyfriend. The way she screams about her brother-in-law having an orgasm is so lewd! And, and, do you know why I call you my 'Big Wife'? It was your sister who gave it to you. She said if I allowed her to actually have sex with her brother-in-law, she'd make you my 'Big Wife'." I hugged my sister tightly and teased her in her ear. My breath hit her ear, making it bright red.

"You! You're all no good! Get out!" My sister said, forcefully prying my hands away.

I didn't want to force her. It was just for fun, to take advantage of her a little. If I really forced her, it would be rape, which is illegal, and then it wouldn't be fun. However, I didn't give up. My hand, which had been pushed away, traced an arc in the air before falling and touching my sister's fair, smooth thigh.

My hand rested quietly on her thigh. My sister didn't resist, nor did she seem to intend to push it away; her chest heaved violently as she gasped for breath. My hand began to carefully caress her thigh, my eyes glancing at her expression out of the corner of my eye.

Sisters are supposed to be similar. My girlfriend's inner thighs are her sensitive area; if I caressed there, she would soon be panting and eagerly responding to my advances. At this moment, my sister seemed to be doing something similar. Although she was still panting, something else gradually crept into her angry expression.

She lightly bit her lip, as if enduring and suppressing something.

It was a sweltering summer day, and my sister was sitting on my lap, my penis pressing against her beautiful vulva, my hands caressing her inner thighs, almost to her labia. In this environment, in this posture, in this ambiguity, I thought my sister's body was beginning to stir.

Seeing my sister bite her lip until it left teeth marks, I realized I had aroused her primal desires, but her reason was fighting back. I noticed her muscles were taut, and her breathing was erratic.

Suddenly, she let out a long breath. Then, her tense muscles relaxed, and she closed her eyes, saying only, "Don't go too far!" I smiled slightly. They really are sisters; my girlfriend said the same thing the first time I slept with her.

Reluctantly, I pulled one hand from her thigh, sliding it down to her ankle. I pulled her leg, turning her around to face me, so she straddled my lap. I looked down, and my eyes were immediately drawn to her. Unlike my girlfriend, my sister's breasts were ample. Under the bra-like swimsuit, the outline of her beautiful breasts was clear, distinct, and alluring, especially her two prominent nipples. It made my heart race.

I slowly caressed and savored my sister's little feet, ankles, and calves, observing her reaction. She clearly sensed my actions, but she didn't speak up, pull away, or slap my groping hand. It seemed she acquiesced. Things were looking

up! So, I became bolder. One hand slowly moved from her calf to her thigh, cautiously exploring the inner thigh. My other hand touched her waist, stroking her back, carefully approaching her breasts.

After a while, her face flushed even more, and her breathing became rapid. She must have sensed what I wanted to do. No resistance! I relaxed and began to explore without restraint.

My hand slipped under her swimsuit, sliding to the front, and grasped the large breasts I had always dreamed of. Perfect!

This size was incomparable to anything my girlfriend had. It felt like kneading dough. Big is so great! Heaven! I'm here!

My hand wasn't idle either, moving along the inside of my sister's thighs—that was the real focus, the main course. My hand moved to the groin, caressing the cleft. Strictly speaking, this was already the edge of her labia. It's a very sensitive area for women, and a taboo subject to touch. But my sister still didn't stop me.

So, I steeled myself, parted the edge of her swim trunks with my fingers, and slipped inside, touching her genitals.

So hot! So wet! So slippery! Unlike the stickiness of seawater, this egg-white-like moisture was undoubtedly her vaginal fluid. It turned out my sister was already aroused. Why should I be careful? Why should I be polite? Not moving forward would be incredibly unromantic.

I looked triumphantly at my shy sister, like a delicious meal waiting to be enjoyed. Darling! Here I come!

My sister instinctively twisted her waist and buttocks, rubbing against my genitals and legs, further arousing my desire. My index finger involuntarily slipped into her vulva. My sister immediately tightened her legs. However, her vaginal fluids had thoroughly lubricated her lower body, and my index finger easily slipped into her slit.

"Ah—," my sister groaned. She became excited under my finger. This spurred me to work even harder inside her. Sometimes I teased her clitoris, sometimes I flicked at the entrance. The tight, gripping sensation, the pleasurable pleasure, excited me so much that it felt as if my penis was already inside.

I found the right position and angle, and my fingertip broke through the vaginal walls, entering an even wetter, hotter place.

"Ah—," my sister groaned loudly with my insertion, quite alluring.

My finger was thrusting in and out of her vagina with a "plop plop" sound. I pulled my hand out of her bra, held her head, and kissed her delicate lips. My sister flinched for a moment, then responded shyly and passionately.

We kissed passionately, "smack smack."

The more we kissed, the more passionate we became, and the harder I got. The more we kissed, the higher our desire rose. Finally, I couldn't resist stopping the kiss, pulling my hand away from my sister's genitals, and started to pull down my underwear.

My sister pressed my hand down, saying, "It's getting late, we should go back." Her hand was only on the back of my hand, not really pressing down, so my underwear quickly went down to my thighs. My large penis sprang out, swaying menacingly, pointing directly at my sister's genitals.

I grabbed my sister's hand and grabbed my burning penis, pleading, "Can you feel it?! It's telling me I want it." My sister turned her head to look towards the shore, biting her lip, saying nothing. I think she wanted it too, but couldn't overcome her own hurdle.

I knew that at this moment, I couldn't force her; I could only wait. I gently guided her hand and slowly stroked my penis, saying softly, "Just once, just once. I'd die for it." After a while, my sister softly said, "No—no—" "Sister—good sister—just give it to me—just once—just once—" I pleaded in a low voice, kissing her neck and holding her hand to stroke my penis even faster.

"Really no! Letting your fingers do it a couple of times is the limit," my sister said firmly.

I didn't dare to force her, but I didn't compromise either. My sister said that letting my fingers do it a couple of times was the limit, so I'll just stay within that limit for now. My fingers were inserted into my sister's tender little hole again, "plop plop" in and out, teasing my sister's desire.

I could tell that my sister was very comfortable and enjoying the service of my fingers. Slowly, she began to wriggle and twist her body to match the in and out of my fingers. Moreover, the hand I was holding also began to actively stroke my penis.

"You can't go in!" My sister gasped, staring at me, waiting for my answer.

"Okay!" I nodded in reply.

"I'm serious. If you dare, I'll accuse you of rape," my sister said earnestly.

"I want you because I like you. How could I do something you don't like if I like you?" I replied earnestly as well.

"Okay!" my sister said, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing my lips. We kissed passionately.

Our tongues intertwined, saliva dripping from the corners of our mouths.

I pulled my sister's swimsuit down to almost her shoulders, revealing her large, white breasts, which I bit down on, sucking, licking, and grinding them. My sister closed her eyes, moaning ecstatically, enjoying my caresses.

I didn't test her limits any further; I didn't want to lose this wonderful moment. Although there was no actual penetration, we did everything else. Besides, my fingers were inside!

"Mmm—"

"Ah—"

We both reached our climax. My sister peed on my leg, and I ejaculated all over her. The first spurt landed on her snow-white breasts. This stimulated me, and I smeared my semen all over her large breasts. My sister's breasts were so big; thankfully, I had plenty of semen.

My sister collapsed weakly onto my shoulder, letting me play with her soft, fragrant breasts.

Only after her breathing calmed down did she shyly release her hand from my penis, saying bashfully, "Um, we have to go back." I nodded and said, "Yeah!"

Somewhat reluctantly, I helped her put on her swimsuit, actually wanting to let the semen stay on her breasts a little longer.

I also took the opportunity to touch her genitals with my semen-covered hand—it felt so stimulating. I wondered if such a wet touch would get her pregnant.

After getting into the water, she deliberately kept her distance from me. I swam behind her, admiring her graceful figure.

We remained silent the whole way. Just as we were about to reach the shore, she suddenly stopped. I swam over to her and saw her husband teaching his girlfriend to swim, his back to us. She was floating face down on the water, her legs spread and wrapped around his waist, while he held onto her thighs to keep her from sinking. Although the posture was somewhat intimate, it was normal for teaching swimming.

Just as I was about to greet them, my sister stopped me, putting her index finger to her lips, signaling me to be quiet. Then, she quietly approached them.

As we got closer, I could tell something was wrong. My brother-in-law appeared to be teaching his girlfriend how to swim, and he seemed very serious and dedicated.

However, as the tide rose and fell, I noticed that the crotch covers of both of their underwear were pulled to one side, revealing glimpses of my girlfriend's pink vulva and my brother-in-law's dark genitals. Even worse, when my sister and I carefully changed our angle, we saw my brother-in-law's penis inside my girlfriend's vagina, moving in and out with the waves. And when he bent down to teach her hand positions, he was actually reaching into her swimsuit and fondling her small breasts.

This brother-in-law and sister-in-law were engaging in such a refined and stimulating act in front of everyone.

My sister stared intently at the two men before her—her own sister and her future husband.

Ouch! My sister gripped my arm, her nails almost digging into my flesh. She bit her lips until they were bloodless.

Finally, she whispered to me, "Go!"

and swam away without looking back. I quickly followed.

Behind me, I heard my girlfriend and brother-in-law's voices.

"Faster—faster—"

"Ah—"

They must have climaxed. What a pair of adulterers, their first time making love and they were so well-coordinated, both climaxing at the same time.

I couldn't help but look back. I saw my brother-in-law pull his penis out of my girlfriend's body. Semen flowed from my girlfriend's pink, slightly open vagina, white and fluffy, floating on the azure sea, particularly eye-catching, lewd.

That night, the four of us stayed in the west wing, each with our own room. In

the middle of the night, I was rock hard, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. I decided to get up and go find that bitch girlfriend for a quickie. Even though she had slept with my brother-in-law and become a used woman, she was still good for satisfying my lust.

Outside my girlfriend's door, the door wasn't closed tightly, leaving a considerable gap. From inside came moans and the creaking of the bed, so lewd yet so familiar. It was the wanton moaning of my slutty girlfriend. Before, I would listen to these sounds while thrusting, but now, I could only watch from outside the door as her brother-in-law moved his hips.

Although I intentionally gave them the opportunity, listening to my girlfriend's unusually sweet, sticky, and soft voice was so jarring. It felt like each sound stabbed into my heart. If the beach was a chance for my girlfriend to fulfill her dream, then her current overreaching behavior made her a despicable slut.

"Sweetheart, you're so beautiful! Have you not made love with your boyfriend for several days? This is the third time, and you're still so horny down there, your juices are all over my legs. Is your boyfriend impotent?" "Oh! Push up a little. Oh! Right there! So good! My boyfriend, he's not impotent!

Whenever he wants, he'll fuck me until I can't get out of bed before he stops. I knew my brother-in-law was coming back, so I deliberately didn't let him touch me for a week. I kept myself horny to seduce him." "I didn't expect I'd been interested in you all along, did I?" "Yeah, you bet. If I'd known earlier, I would have swallowed your big cock long ago. My brother-in-law's big cock is so good! Oh—" "Sweetheart, if your boyfriend heard you say that, he'd be furious!" "No way! When we make love, he often pretends to be you and fucks me. I didn't expect to actually do it with my brother-in-law today. I don't think he'll mind me doing it with my brother-in-law." "Your boyfriend is really open-minded! But, if he's just pretending, just playing around..." "It's exciting. You're serious, what if he doesn't want you anymore?" "At worst, you can lend your sister to my boyfriend. Besides, if he doesn't want me, I can be with my brother-in-law." "You little hussy, your brother-in-law loves your flirtatiousness. You're so wanton I don't even want your sister anymore, let's just be together." "Okay! Okay! I love my brother-in-law, and my brother-in-law loves me too! Oh! That's great! Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law! Push in hard! Oh! Right there! Harder! My little flower feels so good! Ah! Oh!" "If you're with me, your family..." "I don't know, but I know I really want to be with my brother-in-law. Being together doesn't necessarily mean getting married. Marriage, weddings and all that are just formalities, as long as I can be with my brother-in-law, I don't care about these things. As long as you love me, and I love you, that's enough!" "You mean—even if I can't marry you, you're still willing to be with me, isn't that—" "Be your mistress, be your third party! I will marry my boyfriend, but my heart and body belong to my brother-in-law." Good heavens! Is this still my girlfriend?! She's a shameless bitch! What's so great about her brother-in-law that she treats him like a slave, a little bitch?! And she says her "heart and body belong to her brother-in-law"?! Pah! I was blind!

I've been with this slut for so long and I never saw it!

"So, can I call you wife?! My little darling!"

"Yes! Yes! Husband! Quick! Call me that!"

"Wife—"

"Husband—"

"Wife—"

"Husband—oh—it's so beautiful! Like a dream! Husband! Harder! Fuck me! Big-dicked husband!

My darling husband! Fuck me to death!"

"My wife, I love you to death! I don't want your sister anymore, I only want you! I don't want you to be my mistress, nor do I want you to be my other woman, I only want you to be my real wife! I'll marry you and fuck your little cunt every day in bed! It'll be so good!" "Oh! Brother-in-law, no, husband! You're so bad, you only went to other women to fuck their little cunts. If there were better cunts, wouldn't you have abandoned me too!" "No! A man should be faithful to one woman. Once I've fucked your cunt, I'll only recognize your little cunt!" "Hmph! That sounds nice, you and your sister..." "Your sister has never let me touch her. You are my first woman! Don't worry, my big cock will only fuck your little cunt for the rest of my life." "Hmph! That's more like it. Oh! Brother-in-law, husband! It feels so good! Your big cock head is so good at thrusting! It's so sore! So numb! It's going to break! Ah—" Watching my brother-in-law's big cock going in and out of my girlfriend's cunt like a pile driver, my heart was bleeding. I really regret the role-playing game I played with my girlfriend before, and I regret giving them that opportunity at the swimming pool even more. I'm really not the kind of person who would commit cuckoldry!

My sister's eyes were fixed on the point where her younger sister and boyfriend's genitals were joined, the vagina and the large penis joined together without a single gap. My sister bit her lip hard, almost drawing blood, her breasts heaving violently.

Suddenly, my sister shifted her gaze to me. It made me a little uneasy. I whispered cautiously to my sister,

"Um—this—um! Sis! Um—they—we—let's not look, let's go back to sleep.

It's not good to make a scene in the old folks' house."

My sister sighed, shook her head, turned and waved her hand, walking towards her room.

Just as my sister opened the door, a high-pitched scream came from my girlfriend. My girlfriend had climaxed!

Through the crack in the door, in the moonlight, on the bed, a tempting, obscene live sex scene unfolded. My brother-in-law had his future sister-in-law pinned down, my girlfriend's soft, pink limbs wrapped around him like vines. The two of them rolled around in a ball.

The brother-in-law's lower body thrust rapidly like an electric motor, his face contorted in rage, his hands gripping his girlfriend's shoulders tightly, as if he wanted to crush her shoulder blades.

His girlfriend's delicate arms were wrapped around his neck, her long, slender legs tightly entwined around his waist. Her limbs twitched unnaturally, her eyes were vacant, her mouth was wide open, and saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth.

"So beautiful! So good! Brother-in-law! Husband! I'm dying of pleasure!" "Ah! I'm going to die! Oh my god! It's so good!" "Husband"

"Wife"

"Husband"

"Wife"

"I'm dying of pleasure! Ah! I feel it! Brother-in-law, husband, you're shooting inside! It's so hot! It feels so good, so comfortable in my pussy! Your big cock is thrusting so powerfully!" "You little slut! I'll shoot you to death!"

"Ah—"

The sister gripped the doorknob tightly, biting her lip, a stream of bright red liquid flowing from between her teeth.

I rushed over to comfort her. But as soon as I reached her side, she let out a soft moan and slumped into my arms. She murmured, "Just because I'm still a virgin! Just because I haven't given myself to him?! Can't I wait until we get married?!" Virgin?! Didn't I put my fingers inside her during the day? But then I thought, virginity doesn't necessarily mean an intact hymen. Sports, cycling, injuries can all break the hymen, and of course, masturbation can also rupture it.

Afraid that my sister might act impulsively and cause a scene at the old folks' house, I helped her into the room. The air conditioner was on, a cool breeze blowing. After a while, my sister calmed down a bit. She clung to me, refusing to get down, muttering, "Bastard! Shameless! Unscrupulous! Adulterers!" With such a beautiful woman in my arms, my penis shamefully hardened, pressing against her buttocks once more. Although it was inappropriate, even somewhat lewd, I am, after all, a normal man.

I wiped away the tears from her eyes. She looked up at me and murmured, "Thank you." Then, my sister kept staring at me, her gaze growing increasingly strange. Finally, she said, "Whether you believe it or not, I'm still a virgin. Your lewd fingers during the day were the first man's thing to enter my body. I want you to take responsibility for me. I know you want it, you were so eager during the day, now I'll give you my body. Little brother, I've never done this before, be gentle with me." Hearing my sister's confession, my heart pounded with excitement. Then I felt like I was taking advantage of her. But, with my girlfriend and brother-in-law making love, it wouldn't be right for me to play the role of a virtuous man.

My sister had already said that, why should I pretend? I gently kissed my sister's forehead and said, "Sister, I'll be very gentle." "Don't call me sister, call me Xiaoqian."

"Qian'er."

"Take me!"

I got up, placed my sister, no, my Qian'er, on the bed, and lifted her nightgown. Qian'er instinctively covered her private parts with her hands, her eyes filled with panic.

"Qian'er?" I asked, looking at her questioningly.

She hurriedly turned her head away, avoiding my gaze, her hands trembling and hesitant, before finally looking away.

I carefully lifted her nightgown to her waist, revealing a cute, light pink pair of panties, with a few mischievous pubic hairs peeking out. I leaned closer, and unlike my girlfriend's reserved allure, a delicate, elegant fragrance wafted from her.

On the fabric beneath her panties, there was a damp, sticky stain; Qian'er was already aroused.

Qian'er lay motionless on the bed, her body unnaturally tense, her eyes closed, trembling.

I kissed the base of her thigh and carefully removed her panties. I untied the straps of her nightgown, and the dress fell to either side. Without a bra, before me lay a jade-like body, pink and warm, smooth to the touch like a baby's.

A pair of snow-white breasts, two alluring little hickeys. A slender, graceful waist, so delicate it could be encircled with one hand. Long, beautiful legs, smooth and supple. Unlike my girlfriend's somewhat darkened labia, Qian'er's lips were still a tender pink. She said she was a virgin, and it seemed true; her inner labia were probably still virgin territory.

I took off my clothes, leaned down, embraced Qian'er, pressed myself against her, and gently kissed her tender lips. Qian'er's eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes trembling incessantly. Slowly, her tightly closed lips parted slightly, and I quickly slipped my tongue inside; it was slippery and sweet. At first, her little tongue dodged left and right, but under my entanglement, it slowly began to respond shyly. Finally, Qian'er's fiery red lips took the initiative to suckle. We kissed, the sounds of "smack smack" filling the air.

After a while, I reluctantly raised my head and asked Qian'er, "Sister Qian'er, I want it, is that alright?" Qian'er blushed and turned her head away, wiping the saliva from the corner of her mouth, nodded, and hummed in agreement.

I felt like I had received a royal decree. I really wanted to immediately thrust into her, but I knew I couldn't. Qian'er is a virgin with no sexual experience. We got together because I saw my girlfriend and her boyfriend having sex. So, I had to be gentle, trying not to hurt her, and let her experience the beauty of sex. Moreover, I had to make her feel that I was different from her boyfriend, a hundred times better than him.

So, I suppressed my urges, leaned down, and gently bit Qian'er's tender lips, slowly kissing my way down.

I licked her sculpted, jade-like pink neck and delicate shoulders wantonly, leaving a thick layer of wet saliva.

Soon, Qian'er's trembling, erect breasts caught my attention. So beautiful! The bright red nipple standing erect in the center, the round, alluring areola, the pale pink—it was breathtakingly beautiful. I lightly touched the nipple with the tip of my tongue, licking it in circles, and finally took the entire nipple into my mouth. I carefully sucked on it, afraid it would melt away.

Qian'er let out a soft moan, her trembling arms wrapping around my neck. She bit her lip, trying not to let out a sound.

My hands weren't idle either, caressing Qian'er's lower abdomen and slender waist. Although she was the older sister, Qian'er's skin felt more like that of the younger sister. Her baby-soft skin was so incredibly smooth to the touch.

One hand roamed over her waist, while the other slowly moved downwards, heading towards Qian'er's peach garden. Taking advantage of Qian'er's dazed state from my sucking, my fingers quietly slipped between her legs, gently sliding over her clitoris. Instantly, Qian'er shuddered as if electrocuted, letting out a piercing cry of "Ah!" She grabbed my head and pressed it forcefully against her chest; her large breasts almost suffocated me.

After only a few teasing strokes, Qian'er's clitoris swelled to the size of a grain of rice, round and pearly.

Qian'er's legs trembled wildly, her hands pulling my head up, her fiery lips attacking mine, kissing me wildly and haphazardly, all her initial reserve and shyness gone.

"Ah—," Qian'er cried out, she had orgasmed. Her lower body convulsed, warm, sticky, wet fluid flowing out.

I gently massaged Qian'er's body, helping her recover her strength and allowing her to better experience the wonder of her orgasm. Then, I parted her legs, knelt between her thighs, and guided my already eager penis into her crevice. The large mushroom head teased back and forth in Qian'er's pink and tender flesh, wetting my penis to facilitate insertion later.

Sensing my intention to penetrate, Qian'er's body tensed up again, trembling uncontrollably. However, her snow-white thighs spread even wider. I knew Qian'er was mentally prepared for me to enter. However, being a virgin, nervousness was inevitable.

I placed my penis against Qian'er's entrance, carefully applying force little by little. Slowly, the head of my penis slid into Qian'er's untouched virgin territory. The sudden intrusion of the foreign object caused her vaginal opening to instinctively grip my penis head tightly, and the vaginal walls contracted and writhed continuously, intensely stimulating my glans, which had only penetrated less than halfway.

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! Be gentle! I—I—it hurts!" Qian'er cried out in pain, her brows furrowed.

Although there was no resistance when I inserted my fingers, I could clearly feel the obstruction of her hymen at this moment. I realized that Qian'er's hymen was ring-shaped.

The sensation on my penis was irrefutable proof, and I was overjoyed, as if I had found a treasure. To avoid making my little darling nervous, and to create a beautiful memory of Qian'er's first time, I pulled my penis out a little, then pushed it in a little more, stimulating her to produce more lubrication.

When I felt it was about right, taking advantage of Qian'er's relaxed state, I suddenly thrust forward with all my might, my impatient penis breaking through the hymen and sliding along the smooth flesh to the depths of her vagina. Qian'er, whose virginity

I had deflowered, closed her eyes tightly in pain, her eyelashes trembling, her face twitching, her eyes brimming with tears, almost spilling over.

I knew that at this moment, I couldn't pull out my penis out of pity, nor could I start thrusting again out of bravado; I could only wait, wait for the pain of Qian'er's hymen breaking to subside.

After waiting for three to five minutes, Qian'er slowly opened her eyes, her face streaked with tears, looking incredibly endearing. She said shyly, "I've given you my virginity. From now on, you are my man, and I am yours. Don't let me down. Come and cherish me!" With that, Qian'er looked up and kissed my lips. The tight walls of her lower body began to move rhythmically, her small, baby-like hands kneading my large penis. I couldn't help but thrust in and out. However, I tried to be as gentle as possible, after all, Qian'er had only just lost her virginity.

I focused more on caressing Qian'er's body. My hands roamed over her naked body, my mouth kissing her upper body—lips, behind her ears, neck, breasts, even her armpits.

If the younger sister was a bottle of whiskey, fierce, restless, and wanton; then the older sister was a bowl of clear tea, fresh, elegant, beautiful, and generous, like a noble white lotus. My sister, Qian'er, whom I could only admire from afar, was now beneath me, her cheeks flushed, her eyes brimming with desire, looking at me shyly.

Qian'er increasingly moved her hips to match my thrusts, putting me at ease, and I began to thrust freely.

Her large, snow-white breasts rose and fell with my movements, her nipples constantly brushing against my chest.

Qian'er was indeed a virgin; her tender little hole was not only small but also incredibly tight. When I was with her sister, it took at least half an hour, but after only ten minutes of thrusting, my penis was already throbbing with the urge to ejaculate.

Suddenly, Qian'er's vagina tightened its grip on my penis, writhing rapidly. Qian'er's pert buttocks trembled wildly as she cried out in a seductive voice, "I can't take it anymore! Get up! I need to pee! Hurry! I can't hold it in! It hurts so much! Get up now!" I was taken aback for a moment, then shook my head and laughed, "Silly Qian'er! You don't need to pee! You're about to climax!

Don't worry! You won't wet the bed! Don't be nervous! Relax! Experience the climax of your first sexual experience! Don't be nervous! Relax! Trust

me!" "

Really?! Don't lie to me! It's so strange! I feel like I'm about to pee?!" "Trust me! It's really not! You can't pee! Relax! Let it go!" "It's really not needing to pee! I—I can't hold it in—ah—pee—pee—" Suddenly, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out of Qian'er's vagina, soaking my testicles. Her eyes were slightly closed, her eyelashes fluttered, and she moaned helplessly.

My big cock, drenched and coated by Qian'er's vaginal fluid, couldn't hold back any longer. With a roar, he shouted, "Qian'er, I'm here too! Let's welcome the first shot of semen into your little hole!" With that, he thrust his huge cock deep into Qian'er's little hole, the head of his cock sweeping across her cervix, spraying his three hundred million into her virgin vagina.

Qian'er whispered sweetly in my ear, "Qian'er—Qian'er is all yours! Qian'er is your woman from now on! Forever! You are my man too! Now! And always will be!"

[The End]

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