[06-01] [Did something for my blind sister]

I don't know when it started, but my feelings for my older sister changed.

Before graduating from elementary school, as soon as school was over, I would run to the nearby stream to catch fish, shrimp, and crabs,

reveling in the satisfaction of dominating the world.

My sister, who was three years older than me, would always find me breathless around dinner time

. I would always appear in a different place and tease her with different kinds of small snakes or frogs.

My sister was very good to me, but I never appreciated her kindness.

I always thought of her as a weak, crybaby who distracted my parents from my care and love.

Without her, I could have enjoyed twice the reward of being the top student in the whole school.

In just a year or two, my sister grew taller by leaps and bounds.

By the time I realized I could no longer bully her, she was already a tall young woman of 168 centimeters,

while I hadn't even entered puberty yet, a whole head shorter than her.

Moreover, my sister no longer cried over the trivial things I had done to her.

I suddenly felt a deep sense of loss.

While I was buried in my studies preparing for the entrance exam to a prestigious junior high school, my older sister got her first boyfriend.

And then there were the dozen or so letters that appeared in the mailbox almost daily,

filled with the sorrow of junior high students who would never be favored by her.

I started to think my sister was somewhat charming.

My sister wasn't exceptionally beautiful,

but the warmth she exuded was unmatched, even by Selina from S.H.E.,

and I felt safe around her.

She was multi-talented, filial to our parents, and incredibly good to me .

She constantly praised my looks and wanted to introduce me to her friend's sister as a girlfriend.

Once, when I had sinus surgery, she took leave from school and took turns staying with me in the hospital with my parents for a week,

enduring the smell of medicine that even I couldn't stand. Occasionally,

I would wake up in the middle of the night and see her half-asleep, watching over me.

Although I wasn't sure what beauty was, I began to feel that I had the most beautiful sister.

It wasn't that I was unfilial, but for that entire week, all I wanted to see was my sister, not my parents.

After my surgery, my relationship with my sister improved. I even often teased her,

sometimes pinning her down on the sofa or my bed and tickling her.

Her blushing face when she laughed uncontrollably was so adorable.

Having spent years buried in my studies and nature, I'd never truly felt love for a girl before,

but I knew my sister was my first love. I loved the most beautiful and kind girl in the world.

If any boy dared to make my sister cry, I swore I'd kill his whole family. Now I'm in

my third year of high school, actively preparing for my entrance exams.

My sister, like my unwavering goddess, continues her devoted relationship with her first boyfriend

and recently gained admission to her dream school through a recommendation process.

I've met her boyfriend a few times; he's handsome

and seems honest. He's currently a student at a national university.

To be honest, I don't think he's good enough for my sister, but I don't dislike him.

I'm in my third year of junior high school now, and I understand a little about relationships between men and women.

Although I sometimes masturbate while watching erotic movies,

I never dare to imagine my older sister, who's always around me, as the female lead.

I wouldn't dare to disrespect this goddess, but I guess maybe she's already slept with her boyfriend;

after all, they've been dating for three years. I'm not jealous.

"As long as you're happy, I'll bless you for the rest of my life.

As long as you can find the happiness you want, I'll be happy."

Just as I was diligently preparing for my university entrance exams, my sister had an accident.

The tour bus she was on during her graduation trip crashed into a mountainside.

My sister was playing with her classmates when she accidentally hit the back of her head and fell into a coma

. Although she woke up the next day, she was temporarily blind due to a brain hematoma compressing her optic nerve.

The doctor said that my sister might regain her sight in a few days after the hematoma subsided, or she might remain blind forever.

When my mother heard this possibility, she burst into tears.

I didn't want to add to her grief, so I held back my tears and cried inside.

My sister's boyfriend came to visit her a few days ago.

The last time he came, I vaguely heard him say,

"Please spare me. My parents won't let me be with a blind man.

You wouldn't want your son, who's studying at National Taiwan University, to marry a blind man, would you?"

Hearing this, I immediately rushed into the ward,

grabbed his hair, and began punching him repeatedly.

"Stop!" My sister's piercing cry interrupted our fight. Her boyfriend's nose was bleeding profusely from my blows.

Although I wasn't punched, I cried my eyes out.

I couldn't believe there was such a cruel beast in the world.

My sister, like a fairy, had rejected everyone's advances since her teenage years, devoting

herself entirely to him.

The image of her holding the Hello Kitty doll he gave her, her face beaming with contentment,

tore my heart apart again and again.

My sister didn't cry, but I knew her heart was filled with blood and tears.

I put aside my studies and focused on learning from my parents how to best care for my older sister.

Once I felt I could take care of her independently,

I asked my parents to go on a trip abroad, temporarily leaving their worries behind so

I could care for her alone.

Although my sister is blind, she still loves listening to TV.

I repeatedly explained and described Wu Zongxian's funny expressions to her.

Although she laughed happily, I knew she still felt lonely,

unable to see her favorite Wu Zongxian and Nono in person.

When there was no TV show she liked to watch, I read Harry Potter 5 to her.

However, my English isn't very good, so she often ended up tutoring me.

But since she can't see, she could only write crookedly on paper by feel,

turning her once beautiful handwriting into something like a three-year-old's scribbles. My heart ached, and I couldn't help but shed tears.

My sister sensed something was wrong when I spoke in a heavy, nasal tone, like Harry Potter.

She reached out and touched my face,

gently stroking my hair, and said,

"Don't worry about me. I still have ears, a mouth, and hands. I can still experience the goodness of this world."

Hearing this, I couldn't hold back my grief any longer. I hugged my sister tightly and collapsed onto the bed next to the desk.

My sister held me tightly, and I buried my head in her chest, hoping to calm my emotions.

But this hug, and the faint fragrance emanating from my sister, stirred a strange feeling within me. I actually got an erection.

I felt a huge sense of guilt and quickly stood up, helping my sister sit up.

"Hao, I'm going to take a shower and get ready for bed. Can you help me to the bathroom?"

My sister wiped away her tears and extended her hand.

I took her hand in one hand and supported her shoulder with the other, slowly leading her to the bathroom.

My sister's hand was the first girl's hand I ever held in my life,

and it was the first, second, hundredth, and two hundredth time I'd ever held it.

But I never felt I'd ever tire of it.

Holding her hand tightly, I asked, "Sis, which outfit do you want to wear?"

"Silly, I can't see. Just take whichever outfit you like me to wear,"

I joked. "I hope you don't wear any clothes, then I won't take anything!"

"Tch!" She swung her fist and laughed, punching me a few times in the chest.

I got her her change of clothes and helped her into the bathtub. Seeing that the shampoo was empty, I went to get a new bottle.

"Sis, I've brought the new shampoo," I said, pushing open the bathroom door. Before I could finish speaking, I heard my sister scream.

Thinking I had left, she started taking off her clothes.

When I returned with the shampoo, what I saw before me was my sister's flawless naked body.

"Sis, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you I was going to get shampoo."

I quickly turned around and apologized repeatedly.

"It's okay, you've seen it before." My sister didn't seem to care much.

I had seen her naked when she was little,

but back then she didn't have the stunning figure she has now, and her

most private parts hadn't grown that magical tuft of

pubic hair that makes men lose control.

Perhaps because she couldn't see my eyes, her sense of shame wasn't so strong.

My sister simply stood up from the bathtub and asked me somewhat timidly,

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

Anyway, she couldn't see me and wouldn't know how burning my gaze was.

I turned my head to my sister and stared at her perfect young body.

"Sis, you're very pretty." I didn't know what to say for a moment, so I could only squeeze out these few words.

"Hao, come here." My sister said.

I cautiously approached my sister, and taking advantage of her inability to see,

I greedily peered into the fairy-like girl's every move.

"Sister, I feel so empty. Can I hug you?"

Seeing the sadness filling her once bright and lively eyes,

I hugged her without hesitation. My sister nuzzled my chin and chest like a kitten.

I couldn't resist putting one arm around her waist and lifting her chin with the other,

then lowering my head to kiss her, no longer caring about getting soaked.

My hands roamed freely over her body,

sometimes gently caressing her white back, sometimes lightly teasing her pink nipples.

I kissed her every inch of her body. Although my sister blushed with shyness,

she didn't refuse me at all.

I felt an intense erection, and I took off all my clothes,

throwing all morals and ethics to the back of my mind.

My sister's skin accidentally brushed against my erect penis.

Curious, she grabbed it and asked, "Hao, what's this?"

I was soaking in cold water, burning with desire, and now my sister was holding my penis.

This feeling was like being in a state of extreme heat and cold,

like being possessed by a demon in a martial arts novel.

But unlike the pain of demonic possession, I felt incredibly happy.

This girl was no longer my sister, but the lover I longed to be with one day.

I was no longer bound by ethics,

and I no longer called her "sister." "Xiao Zhen, I love you, I love you!"

I couldn't help but grab my sister's hand and stroke it up and down. I felt an unprecedented excitement and pleasure.

"Hao, what are you doing?" My sister seemed to have realized what she was holding and

quickly let go. "We can't play like this anymore, something bad will happen." She turned to the side,

her hands tightly protecting her breasts, preventing me from crossing the line.

"Sister, I was wrong, I just like you too much."

Seeing my sister's righteous and stern expression, I didn't force her to continue serving me.

"I'm going out, call me when you're done showering."

I opened the bathroom door and closed it again, but I didn't step out of the bathroom. I was still in the bathroom.

My sister heard the door close and thought I had left.

She was thoughtful for a few seconds,

then she did something I never thought my fairy-like sister would do.

She actually squatted down, spread her legs, picked up the showerhead, turned on the hot water, and masturbated.

To avoid being discovered, although she was having a lot of fun, she frowned and bit the towel to suppress any moans.

So my sister masturbates too. I stood by the door watching my sister moan and groan as she masturbated.

I also started masturbating. Luckily, I hadn't put my clothes back on.

I also grabbed another towel and bit it in my mouth to keep quiet.

At that moment, my brother and I were like soldiers in ancient times marching with our hands clenched, afraid of making a sound that might disturb the other.

I boldly tiptoed toward my sister, lowered my head, and gazed at her genitals. My nose

was less than five centimeters away from her pubic hair. My left hand was constantly stroking my penis, while my sister was simultaneously showering her genitals with the showerhead and gently rubbing her clitoris with her other hand. Admiring this beautiful sight, I was about to ejaculate, but my sister was even more reckless than me. Her legs gave way, and she collapsed into the bathtub, panting heavily. Wanting to tease my sister, I quickly tiptoed back to the door, knocked lightly twice, and asked, "Sis, are you done washing?" My sister had just finished masturbating and was in a semi-dazed state. Hearing my question, she jumped up in fright; she hadn't even started washing her hair yet! I suppressed a laugh, sneaked over to her side, and continued to ogle her, while my left hand continued to masturbate.

She pressed the shampoo dispenser a few times, but not a drop came out.

I then remembered that the shampoo was still by the door, and I

quickly put the new shampoo next to the old one.

She immediately found the new one, and at that moment, I couldn't contain my excitement any longer.

As she pressed the dispenser, I ejaculated into her palm.

Because I was so excited and had to try not to be noticed,

I bit the towel until my gums bled.

She naturally smeared the mixture of shampoo and my semen onto her hair.

It felt amazing to be able to do this unusual "bukkake" to my beautiful older sister.

Note: According to the Longman Professional English-Chinese AV Dictionary,

"bukkake" is an abnormal act of sexual gratification involving spraying semen onto an actress's body or face during a shower.

After ejaculating, I felt weak all over. I put on my clothes, which were scattered on the floor, and obediently stood aside waiting for my sister to finish showering.

My sister is so beautiful. I wish she weren't my biological sister. It would

be so much better if she were like Duan Yu from *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils*, with a bunch of beautiful sisters for him to have his way with.

For the next few days, my sister and I acted as if what happened in the bathroom hadn't occurred.

However, I would still hide in the bathroom before my sister showered,

watching her bathe while masturbating. If one day I masturbated too much and

developed premature ejaculation or impotence, I thought my sister would be largely responsible.

But I got tired of this unattainable existence .

On the night before my parents returned home, my reason finally gave way to my animalistic desires,

and I even signed an unequal treaty.

That night, my sister, as usual, masturbated before showering.

I was initially just obediently watching her genitals and masturbating,

but I was also thinking that this kind of life would only last one day.

After my parents came back, I would have to revert to being the seemingly well-behaved student I always appeared to be.

I recalled our first encounter in the bathtub. Why did my sister want me to hold her naked body?

Did she also have the potential for incest in her blood, just like me?

I steeled myself, stripped naked, and jumped into the bathtub.

Luckily, my family is quite wealthy; the bathtub can fit two people.

My sister jumped in fright, clutching her chest and yelling, "Who? Jiahao, Jiahao, help!"

"Sister, it's...it's me!"

"What are you doing?" My sister wasn't as terrified anymore, but I could still see the unease in her expression.

"Why did you ask me to hug you that day? You weren't wearing any clothes then?"

"I was just curious because I seem to...it seems I've developed feelings for you that shouldn't exist between siblings.

I wanted to know if you felt the same way."

I blurted out what was on my mind, feeling like I was walking on thin ice, facing an abyss.

My sister suddenly quieted down, her hands no longer so protectively covering her chest.

"Zhen," I called softly to my sister, then hugged her.

She only gave me a token push, and then we exchanged a passionate kiss.

"Sister, can you teach me?" I gripped my penis, but couldn't get it into the right hole, and it started to soften in my anxiety.

"I don't know either, I'm still a virgin."

Hearing that, I felt like I was floating on clouds.

My sister's ex-boyfriend, I admire you.

You could tolerate such a beautiful woman for three years. I think you're either impotent or gay.

My penis, which had been half-soft because I couldn't get in,

regained its strength after learning that my sister was a virgin.

Finally, after a few tentative thrusts, it found its place.

Because I was inexperienced, I didn't care if my sister was in pain.

My penis plunged straight in, hitting my sister's flower core. My sister was in pain and punched me with her fists.

I thrust in and out for about twenty times, but I couldn't stand the warm sucking of my sister's tight vagina.

I couldn't resist the pleasure all over my body, and I hugged my sister tightly, giving up

my virginity and ejaculating thick streams of semen into her vagina.

My sister wrapped her legs tightly around my body, convulsing uncontrollably.

I glanced down at her vaginal opening and

saw my semen and her virgin blood mixing and slowly flowing out,

a feeling of indescribable satisfaction washing over me.

It's a pity my sister couldn't see my blissful expression;

she couldn't understand the immense joy and happiness she had brought me in her life.

"Zhenzhen, if you could see my expression right now, you would understand how much I love you."

I kissed my sister lightly and hugged her tightly.

Suddenly, she patted my back a dozen times. Completely bewildered, I let go of her,

wanting to know what was going on. I saw her staring into my eyes,

pointing at me, mouth agape, speechless with astonishment—"Staring into my eyes."

"Sister, you…" Later, we learned

that the best-case scenario had occurred: the swelling on the back of her head had subsided, and her optic nerve had returned to normal.

Before Mom and Dad returned, we made love several more times . Our sweat and bodily fluids were everywhere –

on her bed, my bed, in the bathroom, in the living room, on Mom and Dad's bed, on the floor. We completely forgot we were blood relatives. We planned to clean up our spoils an hour before Mom and Dad came home, but they returned several hours early. My sister and I were still reveling in her regained sight, locked in a fierce battle. Just as I was about to ejaculate again, the doorbell rang. We quickly dressed and peered through the peephole in the door. My sister and I panicked, unsure how to cover up the mess. Finally, I reluctantly opened the door. Ah, I'd just say that while they were away, a typhoon hit Taiwan and the water flooded up to the second floor. "Dad, Mom, we have something to tell you," I was about to use the typhoon theory to cover up my and my sister's misdeeds when Dad gestured for me to shut up, saying, "I have something more important to announce." "So you're not your mother's child with me. Your mother cheated on you and got pregnant with someone else's child. You're someone else's. I never expected that on this trip abroad, I would run into her old lover. Your mother's old lover even wants my son. It's outrageous!" I was stunned for a moment, and then Mom continued, "And Ah Zhen, you were originally your father's child with his ex-wife." "Then my sister and I aren't related by blood?" I asked, my eyes wide.

"Okay, you two hurry up and decide who wants to stay with whom, we're getting a divorce!"

Before my mom could finish speaking, I grabbed my sister's hand and ran outside.

"Hey, where are you going? Where are you going?" Dad kept asking from behind.

"To get a room and have sex!" my sister and I shouted in unison.

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