My god-sister

My first meeting with Xin Yi was at a two-week training session. She was 24 years old, 168 cm tall, with a well-proportioned and graceful figure. Her shoulder-length hair flowed elegantly, and her fair, oval face was gentle and refined. She wore a knee-length skirt, and her walk was graceful and swaying. She was a pretty girl with a delicate face, her bare skin without makeup, and long, flowing, shiny hair neatly combed back. Her legs were fair and shapely, her waist slender, and her breasts firm and rounded. The faint scent of perfume emanating from her indicated that she was very beautiful (resembling the actress Jia Xinhui), making it hard not to be captivated.

During this training, I had the opportunity to chat with her a few times. Perhaps because I'm usually helpful and generous, and have a sweet tongue, I became quite familiar with Xin Yi within a week. However, after the training ended, I didn't take any special action, only remembering her vividly. After the training, we both returned to our jobs and didn't contact each other again. Perhaps it was fate, because a few days ago, I ran into Xin Yi again at a conference in the north.

She smiled slightly at me: "Hi! Hello."

"Xin Yi? What a coincidence, meeting you here!"

I stood up in surprise, a familiar smile appearing before me. In an instant, I was overjoyed. I never expected to meet her again. Since I had two days off on this business trip, I naturally didn't want to miss this great opportunity. After some polite greetings, we chatted about everything under the sun. Later, I asked her to become my god-sister.

"Sure, I don't have a brother, so having another good older brother wouldn't be bad. My own brother," Xin Yi said.

"Really?" My eyes lit up when I received her approval.

Since returning from the last training, I haven't denied having a slight crush on this beautiful woman, but it was just something I imagined when I was lying in bed at home. It's normal for men to have such sexual fantasies, imagining making love with Xin Yi and bleeding from my own climax. I tried my best to control myself and not think about these things during our conversation, so as not to reveal my secret.

Today, Xin Yi wore a purple Elle tweed suit, with a delicate white scarf tied at the neckline in a bow. Her pink neck, exuding the scent of Kanebo perfume, contrasted with her pure white, opaque, yet light and form-fitting white blouse that accentuated the beautiful curves of her chest. Though without makeup, her eyes, though expressive, still seemed to speak volumes. Her long hair remained alluring and charming. She wore black Bonita velvet shoes. As she stood up, her flesh-colored stockings revealed the beautiful curves of her legs, her long, slender legs barely concealed by the stockings, not to mention her rounded hips taut by the purple pencil skirt. She exuded the elegance of a working woman. She had the perfect modern woman's figure: slender but not too thin, with well-proportioned curves—truly a beautiful woman! Good heavens!! I felt like I was about to explode.

She was probably sizing me up too: refined appearance, polite speech. Tall and elegant figure, dressed appropriately and tastefully, quite different from the average office worker, making her feel quite comfortable.

"The meeting was so boring, let's skip class and go for a walk." I had a car; we could go to Tamsui, the Fisherman's Wharf was very picturesque. I kept encouraging her throughout the class. Under my persuasion, Xin Yi agreed. So the two of us slipped out during the break. On the way, I occasionally glanced back and saw Xin Yi sitting beside me, her warm body emitting a faint fragrance of virginity.

"A good beginning is half the battle!"

"Look at this sweet beauty!"

I had to try my best to restrain myself and maintain my composure. After passing Bali, the car stopped by a small road full of casuarina trees by the sea, and we arrived at the trailhead.

"Xinyi, are you still in good shape?"

"The scenery up here is pretty good."

"Don't underestimate me, I usually use my lunch break to go to rhythmic dancing."

So we started with a big uphill climb. The green forest was filled with the sound of wind, the chirping of wild birds, and the chirping of cicadas. The wind was howling... We started climbing...

Xinyi in front, and I behind. As the slope rose and fell, I could faintly hear her panting. Halfway up, she had already placed her purple coat in her hands. I looked up and saw her white shirt soaked with sweat, and I could vaguely see the sweat-soaked marks from her bra. The pale yellow strapless bra hugged her shapely breasts, and as she lifted her feet, the erotic lines of her purple pencil skirt were also faintly visible…

A delicate fragrance wafted out, and my lower abdomen instantly hardened. I suppressed the nascent desire in my chest and tried to cover it up by calling out to her, “Xinyi, if you’re tired, stop and rest, or I’ll carry you.”

“I wouldn’t dare trouble you, brother. Who said I’m tired? Let’s go! Let’s go some more,” Xinyi panted softly.

I saw the beads of sweat glistening on her nose in the sunlight… her rosy cheeks made her already fair skin even more radiant.

A cool breeze swept across the mountaintop, soothing and comforting. A crested eagle circled in the distance, its hooting cry adding a touch of melancholy to the desolate landscape. In the distance was the mouth of the Tamsui River, and on the opposite bank were Datun Mountain, Qixing Mountain… closer still were Bali and Longxing Ferry. “The Tamsui River meanders to the sea like a jade ribbon, reflecting the white clouds in the sky,” I explained. “

Isn’t the scenery beautiful?” Xinyi nodded.

Once we get over them, we'll reach the tallest mountain on the other side. See that one with the pointed peak?

That's our destination – Guanyin Mountain. Xinyi stuck out her tongue. "It's so far!" she exclaimed playfully. "

No way!" I encouraged

her !" Xinyi happily urged, "Let's go!"

"Okay!

Let's have a race to see who can climb the fastest!" I replied enthusiastically and started running.

Xinyi and I chatted happily along the way, discussing our views on life, our childhood, and office life… "

It's so nice to get out and about!" she said cheerfully

.

"Xinyi…, your… um… boyfriend… hasn’t he ever taken you out for a walk to relax?

" "I don’t have time to date like I do in America."

"Every day I go to work and come home, and I also have to go to tutoring to prepare for the national exams."

Her small nose tilted slightly upward, and the curve of her upper lip formed a beautiful, half-smiling crescent moon as she spoke.

I secretly rejoiced; Xinyi was still a virgin!

After some effort, we joined the trail to the summit of Guanyin Mountain. The five-jointed silvergrass covering the mountain swayed in the setting sun, the sunlight reflecting off the silvergrass and turning the stone slabs of the trail red… Reaching the summit of Guanyin Mountain's Hard Man Ridge, the entire Tamsui River estuary was laid out before us. The setting sun cast countless golden rays, and the white clouds and blue sky rapidly shifted. Standing in the wind, the strong wind blew in her face, making her top cling to her body. She seemed to be intoxicated by the picturesque beauty of the landscape…

Xin Yi's inner shirt was half-dampened by sweat. The pink lace pattern of her pale yellow bra stood out against the white fabric, revealing that Xin Yi actually had a pretty good figure. As I looked, I felt my penis about to burst through my underwear. I quickly squatted down on the large rock next to me, crossing my legs to cover my obvious physical reaction.

Xin Yi and I descended the stone steps, passed through a bamboo grove and rice paddies, and arrived at the ferry dock just in time to catch a departing ferry. The ferry sounded its horn and moved slowly, its gunwale cutting through the river water, creating trails and small whirlpools… Xinyi stood gracefully at the bow, the river breeze causing her flowing sleeves and hem to billow,

like a goddess from the poem "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River." I stood behind her, gazing at this seemingly attainable beauty: her long, flowing hair, as black and lustrous as a waterfall, her proud, high breasts rising and falling slightly, her slender waist paired with her full, pert hips—she was particularly prone to arousing sensual fantasies. In a daze, I felt as if I were in a dream, completely mesmerized!

Xinyi and I disembarked at the Tamsui ferry terminal; the sun was already setting. We found a restaurant and went in for seafood. I randomly ordered some seafood and a bottle of white rose wine.

They said that drinking some wine with seafood is best to remove the fishy smell, I explained, pouring myself a glass. "

Want to try it?" I encouraged her. Xin Yi seemed very interested

. "

Okay, I'll give it a try!" I filled her glass too. She took a sip, and the wine made her cheeks

glow an indescribable beauty. I couldn't help but stare in amazement...

"I feel all sticky, let's go to the hot springs!" I suggested. Actually, I had already planned everything for today.

Xin Yi didn't respond.

She acquiesced.

Driving to Beitou, I casually said,

"A hot spring bath will help you relax." I added tentatively, "If you don't want to stay overnight, you can check out of the room."

"Wow! You've planned everything all along, arranged it so perfectly, just waiting for me to take the bait, right?"
"I didn't... I..." I was speechless when questioned.

Xin Yi leaned against me and whispered, "You little rascal."

I laughed, almost unable to contain my excitement.

Her joyful and relaxed mood created favorable conditions for what I was about to do.

We went to buy some underwear first. I was going to pay for Xin Yi's underwear and also see what kind of underwear she bought, but Xin Yi seemed embarrassed and told me not to follow her to the underwear section (I would see it tonight anyway, so it wouldn't make a difference).

The car arrived at a Japanese-style inn nestled halfway up the mountain. Stepping off the car, one was greeted by a meticulously manicured Japanese garden on either side of the stone steps. Small ponds surrounded fine white gravel, and pine and osmanthus trees were planted there. Taking a deep breath, the first scent of osmanthus mingled with the aroma of sulfur.

At the counter, Xin Yi shyly glanced at the wall clock.

"Come on, I'll take you there."

Walking through the winding wooden corridor, the paper door opened, and Xin Yi exclaimed in surprise.

On the other side of the tatami room faced a courtyard. The dim light of a low Japanese-style lamp illuminated a large red cherry tree, its old branches spreading out in profusion, a tree bursting with red blossoms.

Everyone knows that situations like "a lone man and a lone woman in a room" have occurred before, and the phrase "a lone man and a lone woman" sometimes carries the connotation of "a sudden, intense passion"...

"Would you like to take a bath? It'll make you feel more comfortable."

I ran into the bathroom, poured the hotel's complimentary hot spring powder into the water, and adjusted the temperature, intending to run a bath for her so she could soak comfortably.

"You go ahead and shower, I'll wait outside." I told her to take a bath.

"Thank you... thank you so much..." The lighting made her look radiant.

"Are you always this nice to girls?" "
No... don't say that... I'm just going with the flow..."

"What feeling?" "

It's hard to describe, it's just a feeling of wanting to make you happy." "

That simple?"

"Hmm...maybe, I just like you..."

"You're such a smooth talker!" She feigned anger, looking incredibly cute.

She went into the bathroom, closed the door, and let the water run freely.

Hearing the sound of water hitting the floor, I straightened up, reached into my underwear, and

adjusted my penis. Xinyi had finished showering and was now standing in front of the vanity, combing her beautiful hair. Women with good figures look good in anything. Her breasts, peeking out from under the thin fabric, were undeniably sexy with every movement.

At that moment, my penis hardened again. I quickly ran into the bathroom, only to hear Xin Yi let out a soft moan. When I entered, I realized she hadn't taken out her clothes yet. I had so carelessly gone in, and I deliberately didn't open the door for her to get them; I figured she'd be embarrassed in the room.

My gaze was drawn to the clothes on the towel rack. A pale yellow bra and panties—clearly the same set Xin Yi had worn earlier. To prove my guess about Xin Yi's figure right, I carefully examined the tags on the bra and panties: "How could she only be a B cup? She must be more than that!"

As I pondered this, the scent of the clothes caused my penis to swell instantly. Thinking of Xin Yi's naked body, I felt a burning desire spreading from my lower body.

This was the first time I had seen Xin Yi's intimate treasures so closely. It was a Wacoal Goodup pale yellow lace strapless bra, size 32B, and pale yellow silk size M panties, a standard ladylike style, elegant lace and frills. This was Xin Yi's intimate attire, enveloping her alluring breasts and valleys...

I brought it to my nose and inhaled, as if I could faintly smell the unique, delicate fragrance of Xin Yi's perfume and the subtle scent of a virgin. I took a very thorough shower in the bathroom, especially my penis, washing it repeatedly and applying shower gel over and over again. I leaned down and told my penis to behave well tonight.
After showering, Xinyi wore the same suit she wore that morning, without changing her outer garment. Based on my experience, tight skirts are the easiest to expose. So I deliberately chose a seat opposite her, got the angle right, and then waited for the fish to take the bait and the lamb to bite.

Xinyi kept crossing her legs, which was a very uncomfortable sitting posture, and she had to switch legs frequently. Several times, during the gaps between her leg shifts, I seemed to catch a glimpse of something, but I was never sure.

She probably didn't know that a seemingly loyal werewolf was waiting for this opportunity, hoping to capture her rare glimpse under her skirt. The two of them sat very close together, their warm bodies emitting a faint fragrance of virginity.

Xin Yi wore a pure white shirt underneath, which, although opaque, was thin and clingy, outlining the beautiful curves of her breasts. Gazing at this seemingly within-reach beauty: her flowing hair, as black and lustrous as a waterfall, and her proud, high breasts rising and falling slightly, the cleavage on her chest like a pair of pliers, almost suffocating me. Her

slender waist paired with her full, pert buttocks seemed to be sending me an invitation. Her legs, free of stockings, were tightly pressed together, as if demonstrating and challenging me: "Come on! Come on!" Her thighs were also very shapely, even more alluring than Xiao Qiang's pantyhose advertisements.

I was stunned; time seemed to freeze at that moment. As I stared, I felt my penis about to burst through my underwear. I quickly changed my sitting position, crossing my legs to cover my obvious physical reaction.

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