[06-01] [Drugs]

I live in Taipei. Both my parents are teachers
, and my family is considered middle-class. I have an older brother and an older sister. My brother is six years older than me. When he went to serve in the military, he was beaten by his fellow soldiers and became mentally disabled

. My sister is three years older than me and just turned twenty. She's in the prime of her life

. My sister and I have always had a good relationship, although we often argued over small things. But looking back now, it feels really good. When I was little, I was timid and shy, and I always followed my sister around.
My sister would often take advantage of this to get me to do all sorts of odd jobs for her. Occasionally,

I couldn't stand it and would argue with her, just like all siblings. Our relationship was on and off. Perhaps some readers will sympathize with this?

But after she entered a five-year vocational college, she began to immerse herself in her studies, while I fell into a perpetual nightmare of computers.
Although we still lived under the same roof, our goals and aspirations gradually drifted apart. It didn't really matter;

I always felt this was bound to happen, so I just let it happen. Incidentally, my parents rarely lived at home

. Their relationship was so close that we children couldn't possibly interfere. They would often casually go on self-guided trips, leaving behind a little money…

and I mean a little money, seriously. It made life difficult for the three of us at home. It's too easy. So my sister and I both work part-time at night.
I work at a convenience store, and she works as a typist at a company. As for why my brother doesn't work... well... I've already said he's a hopeless case.

It's good enough that he didn't burn the house down while we were out, let alone expect him to go to work. Life goes on like this, day after day.
For someone as unambitious as me, even if something big happens, it's just trivial things like destroying Resident Evil or my best friend getting dumped.

But, someone as humble and self-effacing as me (by the way, my idol is Zelda from Slayers) is also incredibly slow at typing.
I've already come here... I'm just rambling on. Of course, something big happened. And the beginning of that big thing was an accident... an accident...

This summer has been unbearably hot. Final exams are in a week. If it weren't for this, who the hell would be in the mood to sit at their desk at midnight studying?

My room doesn't have air conditioning, and the more I study, the more restless and irritable I get. The image of my homeroom teacher's crooked, bald head keeps popping into my head. Damn it, my parents are teachers,

so I've seen all kinds of teachers. The kind of teacher I hate the most is one who lacks knowledge, loves to brag, loves to force people to listen to him, is ugly, and
damn bald! But such bastards really do exist. My teacher... and what's truly despicable is that he excels at everything.

The worst part is that this bastard is my homeroom teacher!
I really admire his parents for having such a son who misleads students. If it were me, I would have shoved a sponge cake into his mouth the day he was born, so he

wouldn't be despised by his students later. "XX Ji, if your final exam average isn't 85, I'll fail all your major courses. I

'm not even going to save your parents the 6000 yuan summer course fee. Anyway, you haven't contributed anything to the school." Holy crap, you dare say such nonsense to me?

If it weren't for the circumstances, I would have just smashed the few people next to me, smashed that empty, broken... Until I go bald. But I'm not like him.
I have a bright future ahead of me and don't want to go to jail for something so trivial.

Reluctantly, I had to study. Finally, when I finished a paragraph, I looked up and saw it was past two o'clock. Sigh. I went to the living room and saw it was pitch black, you

couldn't see your hand in front of your face. A little bored, I turned on the light, wanting to watch some TV (like most small families, we only have one TV). As soon as the light came on, I saw my sister sleeping on the sofa
. Feeling a little drowsy, I glanced at her; my breathing must have stopped for a moment. My sister was only wearing a tank top and her old middle school athletic shorts.

Her ample breasts were almost spilling out. Those huge breasts moved quietly with her breathing. She was moving up and down, probably because it was too hot at home. A layer of fragrant sweat was faintly visible on her body.

Her damp undergarments accentuated her adorable little breasts, making my face flush and my heart race. My gaze shifted downwards.
Her pants, pulled up to her thighs by her sleeping posture, were clearly visible. My eyes were deeply drawn to her shapely
legs—so white and flawless. Every part of them could kill any man who saw them.

My sister wasn't considered exceptionally beautiful, but a natural childlike innocence was hidden within her features. So even though she was already 20
, most people would probably think she was younger than me. But her personality was very strong… Hua Zhi, though a bit rough around the edges, I prefer to see it as a kind of innocence—

an innocence I'd long forgotten. So being around her is really comfortable. She doesn't try too hard to dress herself up, and her clothes might not be as

avant-garde as some people on the street, but she just has a certain charm.

And... no matter what she wears... her petite figure has a physique that would make many girls her age envious. I don't know much about bra sizes
, but I overheard her talking to my mother and she said it's probably 83. Uh... think about it... she's under 165cm... 83...

I'd say calling her "busty" isn't an exaggeration. And she really... really perky... kind of like a small jade watermelon, round and firm. No matter how much she covers herself up, whenever I go out with her,
I see quite a few guys staring at her chest.

But because she rarely wears shorts, this is the first time I've seen her legs so openly displayed before me. It was my first time seeing...

but the curves of her legs are truly top-notch. Maybe it's because she likes swimming. Her legs are definitely on par with any celebrity I've ever seen.

Seeing this, I swallowed hard. Tell me, fellow readers, I'm a normal man, what would I do? So, when I realized it,
I was already kneeling beside the sofa, constantly ogling her, my own sister. Looking at her peaceful sleeping face,

I couldn't help but gently place my hand on her breast. I still remember the feel of it—soft and... Soft. What surprised me

even more was that I could actually feel her nipples. Although my animalistic instincts wanted to caress her breasts properly, my hands just wouldn't cooperate and kept trembling.
Sigh~ this is what they call being bold in lust but afraid of being bitten by a dog. I kept telling myself the consequences of her waking up, and that

I wouldn't break the law to sleep with anyone in the world except for this beautiful woman in front of me. But if desire were so easy to suppress, where would there be rapists in the world?

So even though my other hand was still trembling, I still gently placed it on my sister's vulva. But my sister suddenly felt a throbbing.
My heart felt like it was being clamped by pliers, and I immediately pulled my hand back. Not long after, my sister opened her eyes.

My mind was filled with the image of my father tearing me apart and throwing me into the trash. "Hey. What time is it?" I was stunned... "Three o'clock..." I thought to myself.
"Didn't she notice?" "Great!" As she closed her eyes, I scrambled to my room, my mind racing. *Phew...phew...

* This kind of thing is enough once, but my sister's beautiful body left an indelible impression on me.

The next morning (though I hadn't slept at all), as soon as I heard my sister get up, I tried to act nonchalant as I walked out of my room.
My sister was a little surprised to see me up so early. "Only six o'clock?" My sister gave me her usual smile. "What do you want for breakfast? I don't have class today,
so I don't need to go out to buy anything."

Seeing her as usual, caring for me with her usual conversation, even though I fully understood it was just sibling affection, I felt a mix of emotions. I

was happy that she hadn't noticed my feelings for her... Gui... I felt ashamed of myself for being so beastly, for having such disrespectful thoughts towards her. But looking at her innocent face

, I suddenly realized my gaze was fixed on her chest. Then I understood that my lust hadn't disappeared because of shame; instead, it burned even more fiercely
. Luckily, I was much taller than her, and usually had to bow down to her, so she didn't notice anything amiss with my glances at her face and chest.
How could she know the enormous change happening in her brother's heart at that moment?

After eating the dry noodles she made (they were so delicious! Sometimes when her classmates came over to eat my sister's cooking, they all unanimously praised her for being so virtuous)
, I went to school to sleep. Hey everyone. I've been up all night, so it's impossible for me not to want to sleep.
But I hadn't slept long when I was woken up by a blinding light.

I looked up and saw it was our class advisor again. The bright light was just a reflection from his huge bald head. "Shen Yongji (pseudonym, of course, a pseudonym), you didn't hand in your homework,
and you even slept in class! How are you going to stop me from being your advisor? And your parents are teachers, for goodness' sake!" (As an aside, this guy was my parents' classmate at the teachers' college.

Both my parents graduated in the top ten of the entire school. This guy, on the other hand, was a late student and had to extend his studies. He's so stupid that his ancestors for eighteen generations are ashamed of him.) "Aren't you ashamed?"

I said in a very lazy tone (plus my sleepy expression; my classmate later told me how disdainful I was), "
I heard I only need an 85 on the final exam, right? Since that's the case, why are you bothering me? It's none of your business." (The people in the class who did well all studied on their own and got extra help.

If you had to say what this bald guy did for us, it was to hone our character and patience
, so we wouldn't have to gang up on him.) Seeing his surprised and angry expression, I suddenly realized something. I'm usually quite low-key in class; this seems to be the first time I've openly confronted him like this. He should... I felt quite uncomfortable. (Although there were quite a few people who wanted to argue with him, everyone had some self-respect and no one wanted to waste time with a turtle.) He pointed with a trembling hand and yelled, "Solve the example problem on the blackboard right now!! If you can't solve it, you can go sleep in the instructor's room!!"

Coincidentally, I had just finished reviewing his example problem last night, and I had solved it perfectly. Looking at his distorted features, suddenly,
I understood what "unbearable to look at" meant.

"Next time, if you don't know how, you can ask me to teach you. Until then, don't disturb my sleep." "(I found this amazing skill online.
I never thought I'd actually use it.)

Suddenly, thunderous applause erupted in the class, giving me the greatest encouragement for my righteous act of ridding the world of evil. That stinky turtle grabbed its textbook and hurriedly left the classroom. Coincidentally,
the bell rang just then. After this incident, my classmates dubbed me a "hero." But in reality, I was just sleep-deprived.

But actually, I was quite happy because my classmates started to approach me. I gained a lot of inexplicable "brothers," and most importantly,
a guy everyone called "H."

Although we've been in the same class for a year, we're not actually that close. Partly because he's very low-key and rarely comes to school,
skipping over a hundred classes each time. Yet, he never gets expelled or placed on probation. I'll explain that later.

So why do we call him H? Because once, during a class fight, he was naturally targeted because of his infrequent presence. We

lifted him up and started beating him, throwing things from his bag. But as soon as his bag fell, we all stopped.
The floor was covered in... He had all sorts of porn, so many that each of us in the class could have one. H smiled shyly,

unfazed by what had just happened with Aruba, but we were all dumbfounded. From that day on,
whenever he came to school (though not very often), his classmates would rob him of all his porn.

He would just watch with a smile as they snatched the films, never asking for money.
He always seemed to have an endless supply of films. Because he added a lot of erotic content to our otherwise dull lives,
we all respectfully called him H. God, but he said he didn't want to be a god, so we all just called him H. Actually, besides giving everyone endless good movies to watch,
I occasionally got some too. Nobody really knew why he was often absent from school, or what was going on in his mind. Sometimes when I looked at him,

I always felt he was so unfathomable, and that eerie smile always sent chills down my spine. Until one day, the head instructor came to our class

and told us that H had a mental illness, which was why he often didn't come to school, but we had to take good care of him and make sure he
didn't feel hurt, etc. Everyone was completely baffled. Although H was indeed a bit strange, he didn't seem like someone who was easily hurt
. Around 11 o'clock, H slowly strolled into the classroom. Everyone hurriedly asked him what was wrong. He just smiled easily.

"If I didn't do this, how could I so easily skip school? And wouldn't it be great if every teacher had to be careful around me?"

Everyone was taken aback, admiring his cunning. So this is how you ask for leave? But is it so easy to fake being mentally unstable? I was just wondering when someone else asked the same question.

H just smiled. "Doctors are actually quite easy to fool." I saw that eerie smile of his again. Seeing him like that, I guessed he might actually have a mental illness,

just much more dangerous than the teachers imagined.

After the hero incident, I, who was used to eating alone at noon, suddenly found myself sitting alone in front of me. I looked and saw it was H. Thinking about it carefully,
we weren't exactly close friends. Why was he sitting next to me? He blurted out, "

You're very creative, aren't you?" I didn't know why he blurted that out, but after thinking about it carefully, it was quite amusing. So, strangely enough,
we became good friends. The closer I got to him, the more terrifying he seemed. A charmingly terrifying one. He actually ran a counterfeit business,
which was far more sophisticated than us thugs. So we often argued.I became the only person in the class who knew he was there, even when he wasn't there.

As soon as I got home, thinking about the chaotic day, I collapsed onto the bed. When I got up, it was already past 11 o'clock. I went to the dining table and saw a note.
It said that my parents wanted to go to the United States for a month, but civil servants can't just travel abroad, so they asked me to help them get leave from school, claiming they were seriously ill
. Damn! If it weren't for the fact that their school was different, who knows if they would have ruined their plans? Those two old folks are so irresponsible, not leaving a single penny

. Luckily, I had saved some money from working at the convenience store, otherwise how would we have survived? I saw another note,
this time from my brother. He said he was going to Fo Guang Shan to become a monk and told us not to look for him.
I almost fainted when I saw it, but because he's done so many strange things, I'm not surprised. I estimate he'll be back in about 10 days to two weeks.
Hmm... wait a minute... doesn't this mean I can spend some time with my sister at home? Just thinking about it made my heart race. Although this kind of thing... It wasn't that I hadn't done it before. But my feelings for my sister now are completely different from before. How am I supposed to handle this?

I can't help but think of my sister's beautiful body again. I can almost smell her alluring fragrance. Just thinking about it makes my heart pound.

This... this is incest... This is the first time I've experienced this kind of inner turmoil, and the mental burden is too great. In the dim light, I can't help but look towards my sister's room. She should be
asleep already, right?

But... even though I know it's wrong, my body seems oblivious to the seriousness of the situation, quietly heading towards my sister's room,
preparing for a second tryst...

My sister's room only has a single bed and a desk. There's a window outside the desk. When I first entered the room, I couldn't see anything.
After finally getting used to it, I couldn't help but stare at my sister lying quietly on the bed, motionless. When I saw her, I really couldn't help but thank Cool. It was a hot summer day.

My sister was wearing a one-piece bathrobe. Because it was so hot, the hem of the robe had been pulled up to her knees, revealing her legs that hadn't been exposed all day.
I think I haven't experienced this kind of stimulation enough. The sound of my heart pounding filled the entire room, and my mouth opened
without me even realizing it, drooling quite a bit .

Only then did I understand what it meant to drool.

So I started to slowly move my feet. Although I tried to keep my footsteps as quiet as possible, no matter how loud I was, it was still too loud for me.
Because I really couldn't imagine my sister seeing her little brother sneaking around in her room. Oh my god, it must have been very suspicious.

But desire is desire, and my body still followed my natural instincts. I quietly climbed onto my sister's bed. Luckily, our bed is a wooden bed
, so it didn't make much of a fuss when I got on. My sister finished... Her flawless body lay naturally before me. I didn't dare breathe, barely
managing to suppress the trembling in my hands. I quietly pulled up my sister's robe (even if she woke up, if I ran fast enough, she might think it was her own struggle). I pulled it up halfway to her chest and couldn't pull it up any further. But at least I could see my sister's panties. It wasn't very clear in the darkness, but I could tell they were sheer lace. My sister's legs were already slightly parted, so I gently rested my face against her mons pubis, my hands beginning to wander aimlessly over her legs. I tried to feel every sensation from her delicate skin. Her shallow breathing didn't change much, so I grew a little bolder and gently pulled her panties to the side. With my right hand, I made my first exploration of her clitoris. Although I couldn't see it, just feeling my hand caressing my sister... My sister's pubic hair, her mons pubis, everything about her most private parts... My penis instantly hardened, feeling like it was about to explode. So I straddled my sister, not daring to put my weight on her. Then I pulled out my penis and rubbed it against her underwear. It was the first time I'd ever seen my penis so big, with clearly visible veins. I rubbed it for a while, probably afraid of being discovered, and then casually ejaculated onto another pair of my sister's underwear (taken from her closet). Then I started caressing my sister's round, firm breasts. Even through her bra, it was my first time touching a woman's breasts, and the feel was amazing. I gently touched and kneaded them, but suddenly my sister's body trembled. I was shocked, knowing she was about to wake up, so I quickly pulled off her robe and left my sister's room as quietly and quickly as possible.

The second tryst ended just like that, without anything happening.

If sex is sinful... then I believe no one in the world would want to go to heaven,

even though my sister is a bit thick-skinned (thankfully she is, otherwise I would be the one who is). But after a few days (I've been quite well-behaved these past few days)
, my sister probably noticed that my gaze was a bit strange. She usually dresses casually at home and often has ice cream, but she started wearing more layers

, so I couldn't see anything. But my fantasies about my sister's warm, soft body burned fiercely at night, consuming my reason.
So I started to plan, determined to possess that beautiful body, even if only once.

But I knew my sister's personality wouldn't allow such a thing. If I were to rape her, I think she would definitely take me to the police station.
I didn't want that to happen. Finally, I thought of a good method: drugging and raping her. This would be good for me, for her, and for everyone else. Everything was fine afterwards.
And our relationship wouldn't change at all.

Thinking of this, I started secretly searching for rape pills. But it's not something you can just find anytime. Finally, I remembered the all-powerful "H,"
so I secretly asked H, hoping he could help me with this. Unexpectedly, the day after I told him, he gave me a packet
containing 10 FM2 pills. I was truly impressed by his methods. Although it was quite expensive, luckily I had saved up a little money beforehand.

But being able to get this magic weapon so quickly made me incredibly excited. As soon as I got out of school, I bought some Yakult as H had instructed,
put three pills in it, shook it, and put it in the refrigerator, waiting for my sister to take the bait.

The rape happened around 7 pm. I lay in the living room pretending to be asleep (afraid that I would be embarrassed if my sister said she was dizzy and asked me for help). As soon as my sister came back, she went to her room to change clothes. Seeing me sleeping in the living room, she went to my dad's room

.
Using the computer, I could hear her silvery laughter from time to time. I closed my eyes and secretly fantasized that the sound would turn into her moans of pleasure.

I also fantasized about climbing on top of her and doing whatever I wanted. My little brother was already hard as a board. My sister chatted in her room for a while
(probably on instant messaging). She went to the living room and opened the refrigerator. (Our family often buys Yakult, so it's nothing unusual.
I even drank two cans myself. The three cans I put on the outside were spiked.)

My sister, without a second thought, picked up a can and gulped it down. I don't know what got into me when she drank it.
Maybe it was a mix of guilt and excitement, but a sharp pain shot through my chest. I pretended to be asleep and waited quietly. About half an hour later,

the sound of my sister typing on the keyboard quieted down for a while. Then I quietly got up. The first thing I did was go to pee because my penis was throbbing painfully,
and I had been holding it in for a long time.

I pushed open my dad's bedroom door and saw my sister lying motionless on my parents' double bed. The computer was still on.
My heart started pounding again. I first went to the computer to check her conversation with her friend. "I'm a little tired. I want to take a nap.

Wake me up to check the statistics later." Hmm, she didn't seem suspicious. So I quietly (I didn't dare to be loud) went to the bedside
and shook my sister hard, pretending to say there was a phone call. I called her loudly several times and pushed her hard a few times, but she didn't react at all. I gasped

. I was really afraid that I had done too much and something might have happened to her. I quickly turned her over and patted her. Seeing that she was still breathing, I breathed a sigh of relief.
But looking at the beautiful woman in front of me who was finally at my mercy, I felt a strong sense of unreality. Finally, I woke up from my daze

. So I first positioned her in a starfish position, face up, and officially began my plan to date and rape her. Although my sister had changed her clothes today
, She was still wearing her school uniform on her upper body. So I unbuttoned her shirt one button at a time. Once I knew that my sister

wouldn't know what I was doing and wouldn't wake up, I became much quicker and bolder. Then I finally saw her bra. Under the light, my sister's fair skin

looked exceptionally beautiful and delicate. I took off her shirt. Looking at her upper body, which was only covered by a bra, I couldn't help but feel a surge of lust. I was about to kiss her forcefully,

but when I looked up at my sister's peaceful sleeping face, something strange happened. I was actually very afraid of my sister's eyes. So I quickly found a mask in the living room and

covered her eyes. Then I almost tore off my sister's bra. Her two round and large breasts were exposed in front of me. The pink nipples were small
. My
hands were on my sister's big breasts, squeezing, kneading and rubbing them to my heart's content. Watching her beautiful and firm breasts being kneaded into various shapes by me, I felt a strong excitement.

I immediately... I took off my clothes and placed my penis between my sister's breasts. I started to imitate the breast play in porn movies,
squeezing my sister's beautiful breasts, which no one could usually touch, against my penis with both hands. My sister's originally white and tender breasts

were even rubbed red by me. I rubbed and rubbed, and although I felt an unparalleled pleasure, I just didn't want to ejaculate.

So I took my penis away and started to take off my sister's lower body clothes. The last line of defense covering my sister was a pair of shorts

. I tried to lift my sister's two jade legs onto my shoulders and then quickly took off my sister's pants and underwear together. Looking at my sister's private parts,
a few pubic hairs covered her delicate mounds. I looked at her, her quiet face and her perfect white jade body lying in front of her own penis

. A strange sense of incongruity filled the whole room. I looked at that body that was truly the dream of every man. I couldn't help but feel a strong sense of pride.
I put my sister's two jade... She spread her legs, exposing her private parts completely to me. I pressed my face against her genitals, inhaling her scent deeply. Then I kissed her vulva, licking it repeatedly with my tongue. It tasted really salty, but the thought that it was my sister's private parts made me unable to resist licking it. Eventually, her vulva began to secrete fluids. I knew this was what people called love juice. I couldn't help but insert my index finger into her vulva and gently began to move it in and out. As my finger played with her private parts so unrestrainedly, my sister's body reacted. It was her last resistance against this unknown invasion. She even shook off her mask and began to twist her beautiful body. But I could see that even though she wanted to resist, she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes. At most, her alluring lips uttered some incomprehensible murmurs. My hand moved in and out for about a minute. My sister's body was already... A considerable amount of love juice flowed out. And seeing such a beautiful body in front of me, I finally couldn't resist. So I spread my sister's legs wider, grabbed her breasts with both hands, and pressed my penis against the entrance of her honey hole, beginning to slowly invade her honey hole. My sister was still a virgin, of course. Although a lot of love juice had flowed out, it was still too tight to penetrate.

So I pulled out and thrust in again with force. Since it was also my first time, I wasn't quite sure about the angle, but my sister's eyebrows kept twitching,

so she probably understood what was happening. Finally, I managed to get in a little bit. Getting in a little bit made things easier. I took another deep breath

and began to thrust forward continuously. The moans my sister made from her throat began to turn into cries. Although I could hear that she was constantly resisting,

the layers of honey flesh in my sister's honey hole had already made me feel so good that I was in heaven. How could I stop now?
So I continued to push forward. Suddenly, I felt something... It blocked my little brother. I knew this was my sister's virgin model.

Knowing I could help her lose her virginity, I couldn't help but get excited. I quickly took out another pair of my sister's panties that I had prepared beforehand and placed them under my sister's fragrant buttocks.
Then my penis withdrew five centimeters and thrust forward with force. I finally pierced my sister's virgin model! Although it wasn't as comfortable as I had imagined, I
still felt a strong pleasure just knowing that my sister's most precious first time would forever belong to me. At the same time,
the pain of losing her virginity made my sister subconsciously squeeze her legs together, deeply gripping my penis inside her honey hole. At that moment, I was so happy that I was about to ejaculate,
and my sister kept moaning. But to my ears, it was the most beautiful music.

I remained still for a while, and I could feel my sister's blood constantly seeping out of her honey hole.
I waited until my sister's grip on me gradually loosened before I started thrusting. When I thrust, I looked at the place where we were connected.
Every time my glans came out, it tingled a little . Red splattered onto my sister's love juice. After a while, I felt her vagina become soft, moist, and elastic. Layers of flesh overlapped, clinging to my penis, making me want to thrust deeper with each stroke. After about two minutes, I felt my penis trembling and knew I was about to ejaculate. Although I knew I should pull out, I knew that some semen had already flowed out during penetration. If my sister got pregnant, it wouldn't matter if I pulled out now. Ignoring everything, I finally ejaculated all my semen into my sister's vagina. I pulled my penis out and looked at my sister's once peaceful sleeping face, now flushed. A surge of boundless love and tenderness welled up in my heart. Watching the mixture of my semen and blood-tinged love juice flowing from her vagina, the erotic smell made my previously limp penis hard again. I inserted my penis into my sister's vagina again. This time, with each thrust, I felt that my sister's vagina was not only soft, but also... There was a suction between their flesh, prompting me to thrust faster and deeper.

My sister's fair body was now covered in fragrant sweat. I continued to thrust forcefully, and later I lifted her body up,
sucking on her beautiful breasts with my mouth. I wanted to possess her forever, to make this beautiful moment last forever. In our lewd union,
I loved my sister even more deeply. Finally, I ejaculated for the second time. I put my sister down, looking at her beautiful body, and rested for a while. At this moment, the energy and demons within me told me that this opportunity would not come again. I had to possess her completely now. As this wicked thought arose, I became erect for the third time.

So I pulled my sister to the edge of the bed, turned her back to me, and pressed my penis against her anus. Yes, I wanted to conquer my sister's anus again.
I wanted to have anal sex with her!! I wanted all her first times to belong to me!! With this thought, I thrust my penis in forcefully... but it wouldn't go in...

I think anyone who's ever had anal sex knows that the anus is really small. My penis might be long enough, but it just wasn't hard enough to get in. So I went to the bathroom and got

a jar of baby oil. I poured some out and put it on my hand. I gently pushed the oil into my sister's anus with my hand. My sister resisted quite fiercely; her hands and feet were trembling,
and she kept clenching her buttocks, using all her strength to stop her brother's unreasonable assault. But all I could think about was possessing her
, so after a while, I poured some on my penis and used all my strength... I thrust into my sister's anus. Of course, the pleasure inside wasn't nearly as intense as in a vagina
, but because it was so tight, and with the lubrication of baby oil, I quickly felt a pleasure different from normal intercourse. My sister's back was arched from the penetration .
I think even in sleep, such pain would be unbearable.
Just as I was enjoying violating my sister's anus, the phone suddenly rang! Instantly, my animalistic instincts vanished in fright.

Afraid the ringing would bring my sister back to her senses, I rushed to answer the phone, hoping... The voice sounded perfectly natural. "Hello." "Hello.
I'm looking for Tingx." "Uh... She's sleeping." "Wake her up and let her study. I'm her classmate." "Okay, sure
. I will." As soon as I hung up, I immediately unplugged the phone. Terrified, I went back to my father's room. My desire had been completely extinguished by the shock,
but seeing my sister's delicate body lying there quietly, I couldn't resist inserting my penis into her anus. However, this time I ejaculated after only a short while.
Exhausted, I helped my sister back to bed, cleaned up the places I had violated, put her clothes back on, and went back to the living room to sleep contentedly.
I sincerely felt that today was truly wonderful. Little did I know that the most heartbreaking nightmare awaited me... The

next

morning, when I got up, my only hope was that my sister wouldn't know that I had drugged and raped her. I went to my father's room and found it empty...

but my sister's crying was coming from her room. I didn't know what had happened, so I went to my sister's room and tentatively asked.

"What's wrong?" My sister sat on the floor, crying, looking at me. "What should I do? What should I do? I have my final exam today... But I don't know what happened yesterday.

I just slept the whole time. And now my head hurts so much, I'm so dizzy, I'm even swaying when I walk. I haven't studied at all... If I don't do well on the exam today, I might have to graduate late...
What should I do..."

An overwhelming sense of guilt washed over me. Of course, I knew this was a side effect of the medication. I hadn't thought much about it before I took it, completely unaware of how much it would hurt my sister!
I really wanted to shoot myself. I could only kneel down and comfort her. "You usually do so well in your studies, you won't do too badly even if you didn't study. It's almost seven o'clock.

You're going to be late." My sister cried even harder. "I don't know... My head really hurts so much right now. I can't remember anything. There's no way I can do well on the exam..."

"I felt really guilty," I could only hold her hand and comfort her, even though I noticed her hands were trembling from the effects of the medication.
My sister still went to class, while I was tormented by guilt in my room, deeply regretting how my momentary pleasure had affected my beloved sister. Later, I thought,

even regret is useless; life goes on. I was changing clothes and about to go to class when the phone rang again. "Hello? Who's looking for?" "Hello? Are you Shen Tingx's family member?
" "Yes, I'm her brother. What happened?" I had a strong feeling that something bad had happened. "She was in a car accident! I've already called an ambulance." I was shocked

and deeply blamed myself for my carelessness. My sister was already disoriented from the medication; how could I have let her go to class alone?! It's all my fault. Just for a moment of pleasure.
How awful! I hope my sister is alright… I felt incredibly guilty. I called her friend and asked my school for leave, then rushed to the hospital. Passersby told me that my sister hadn't been paying attention and had wandered into the road. I was hit by a car. Seeing his indifferent attitude, I angrily punched him. But I knew that what I really wanted to hit was myself. If my sister suffered something because of my selfishness and had a lifelong regret, I would hate myself for the rest of my life.

Fortunately, my sister only suffered a mild concussion and a broken right hand. I stood by her bedside, constantly blaming myself. When my sister woke up, I went to her

and couldn't help but cry. "Sister, I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." My sister looked at me with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong?... What did I do wrong? What are you sorry for?"

"You were in a car accident." My sister asked in a panic, "What about my exam?" "I already told your teacher. They said you can retake it after you recover." "Oh... then what are you sorry for...?" I looked at her innocent face and finally couldn't bring myself to say it. "Nothing... I didn't stop you from going out. It was my fault." My sister couldn't help but smile. "That's none of your business."

I looked at her, feeling a little better, and said with a smile, "I'll make it up to you later."

My sister smiled and said, "Make it up to you? Why would you make it up to me?

It's okay... I know... I know... I know I won't hurt you again."

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