My sister-in-law is half of my brother-in-law's butt.

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Once upon a time, I was a classic fan of incest. But I refuse to appreciate those that cross my psychological boundaries,

such as those involving mothers and sons, fathers and daughters, or grandparents and grandchildren—firstly, because of moral and age barriers. It's not that such stories are bad, but the fabrication is too obvious to be appreciated as literature; it's merely pointless whining or "forced obscenity."

I won't hide my inclinations; my favorite incest stories involve no blood relation, a small age gap, and are realistic. Of course, my first choice is my sister-in-law, then my sister-in-law, aunt, maternal aunt, and even stepmother.

Why my sister-in-law? Because there's an old Chinese saying: "Half of a sister-in-law's buttock belongs to her brother-in-law."

Clearly, a sister-in-law is easy to get along with and doesn't require much psychological pressure, don't you think?

Also: Tomorrow is Children's Day. My child, who calls me "uncle," how are you?

P.S.: Originally a memoir, after reading many friends' comments, everyone wants me to turn it into a novel. I'm a rough person and not very good at writing. I can only make some minor corrections based on everyone's suggestions, and I hope you will continue to offer your guidance.

Chapter One: The Terrible Incident

My marriage to my wife was accidental. That year, I was single and she was divorced. We frequented bars, karaoke lounges, and dance halls, and gradually became acquainted. One night, after getting drunk together, we had a passionate encounter. Unfortunately, she became pregnant that night. After much thought, I decided the child was mine and I had to take responsibility, so we got married in a daze. However, married life was not bad. Although we weren't exactly a perfect couple, we were still among the enviable ones.

My wife's family lived in the suburbs and owned a considerable amount of land. My parents-in-law supported their two daughters through university by tending those few acres of land. My wife stayed in Beijing because she had to support her parents.

My sister-in-law, on the other hand, went to Xi'an for university and found a job there. She was always working hard to make a living and didn't even have a boyfriend, and she hadn't been home for years.

Because I worked in the internet industry, my work schedule was irregular; my wife was a teacher and a workaholic, never worrying about anything at home. So my in-laws helped us take care of the child, which everyone thought was normal. However, my sister-in-law, whom I hadn't met, wouldn't have it and would always argue with me on the phone. At first, I disliked this girl named "Xiaoyu," thinking she was just as difficult as "Jiang Xiaoyu" from the TV series. But as we talked more, I realized she was a nice person, just a bit too sharp-tongued. Over time, I started to retaliate, sometimes even teasing her a little, which was quite fun. We became more and more familiar with each other, and she became more and more dependent on me, consulting me on everything. I also got used to our daily phone "flirting."

"Unexpectedly, my father-in-law passed away in a traffic accident, and my mother-in-law became bedridden due to excessive grief. My wife took a long leave to go back to her parents' home to take care of her mother, while I was struggling to make ends meet. My wife and mother-in-law discussed it and decided that it would be better for Xiaoyu to come back.

Actually, Xiaoyu wanted to quit her job and come back after my father-in-law's death, but I was against it. She was in the prime of her career, and if she quit, she would have to start all over again. Unfortunately, I was an outsider, and my wife and mother-in-law's resolute stance left me powerless. It was good that Xiaoyu was back; at least we could look after each other, and I could focus on my business trips.

The day Xiaoyu returned happened to be raining—perhaps even the heavens were weeping for us. I went to the station to pick her up. As soon as we met, she threw herself into my arms and burst into tears. I, too, felt a pang of sadness and couldn't help but shed tears.

But an awkward situation arose: Xiaoyu had thrown herself into my arms, and we were both lightly dressed. The scent of her virginity, the sight of her full body, and the fact that I hadn't tasted flesh for months—all these things caused my lower body to slowly harden.

To cover my embarrassment, I tried to soothe her as we walked out of the station, wanting to get home quickly.

"As fate would have it," as we exited the platform and went down the steps, she slipped. I quickly reached out to pull her up, but she pulled me down with her. To protect her, I "landed" first during the "landing." She fell on top of me, and I held her, her ample buttocks intimately pressed against my genitals. One hand was on her chest, the other around her waist—the feeling was truly intoxicating. When she got up, I was still in a daze.

Perhaps my expression was too lewd, because Xiaoyu gave me a shy glare and said, "Get up already, is lying on the ground comfortable?"

I nodded subconsciously, then immediately realized, "No, no, no, my back hurts a little, it'll be fine in a bit."

As soon as Xiaoyu heard my back hurt, she immediately came to help me. Of course, there was the added pleasure of her soft, warm body, which I happily enjoyed. All the way home, the moment kept flashing through my mind, and my eyes kept unconsciously glancing at Xiaoyu. Her face was slightly flushed; was she also thinking about what had just happened? My mind raced with wild thoughts, and I probably ended up paying several red light and speeding tickets because of it. The road was long. Xiaoyu leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes to rest. I took the opportunity to admire her face for a while: an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, a straight nose, and full, fiery lips that exuded sexiness. Her phoenix eyes were long and narrow, with a few pitiful tears clinging to the corners. Her eyelashes were long and dark, and her breasts were enormous. Because she was wearing a suit, the deep cleavage shimmered with a dazzling white light. The hem of her short skirt was rolled up slightly, and even through the stockings, her long, shapely legs seemed incredibly elastic.

Because of her full breasts and hips, her waist was very graceful, and the glimpses of her fair skin when she moved occasionally aroused my desire. Just as I was looking at her, Xiaoyu suddenly opened her eyes and scolded me, "You pervert, where are you looking? Aren't you afraid of getting a sty?" I blushed, smiled awkwardly, and replied half-jokingly, "Why would I be afraid of being looked at if I'm pretty?" Xiaoyu seemed to enjoy my words and didn't say anything more. This girl seems quite cheerful, which puts my mind at ease. I was really worried she'd tell my wife.

Back home, I quickly took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and then told Xiaoyu to take a shower. For some reason, I couldn't stop thinking about the erotic scene from earlier, and even had the urge to peep at Xiaoyu while she showered.

I was startled by my own thought and quickly grabbed a few bottles of ice-cold beer to cool myself down. I turned on the TV and watched NBC, which gradually calmed me down.

Suddenly, Xiaoyu called out, "Brother-in-law, could you get me some of my sister's clothes? My clothes are all wet, and my change is in your car."

I quickly found a shirt and a pair of trousers and put them at the bathroom door. After a while, I heard Xiaoyu mutter something after getting the clothes, but I didn't pay attention and continued drinking and watching TV. A

little while later, Xiaoyu came over, and when I saw her, my eyes widened, and I almost had a nosebleed. It was too erotic, too shocking.

Xiaoyu is taller and heavier than my wife. It's obvious her shirt doesn't fit properly, and because I forgot my bra, her two small nipples are prominently displayed, her breasts standing proudly, some even eager to be exposed. Her pants are also a bit tight, showing off her beautiful figure. Even worse, this girl probably isn't wearing underwear, because I can't see any trace of it…

A sip of beer masked my wicked thoughts. Xiaoyu probably noticed the problem too, because she scolded me:

"You've been cooped up at home all this time, haven't you? If you look at me again, I'll eat you up!" Her wrinkled nose and feigned fierce expression were so cute, so I just continued "eating ice cream" more casually.

Xiaoyu didn't continue scolding me, casually pulled one of my jackets over herself, curled up on the sofa, grabbed a beer, and chatted with me about NB while drinking.

Perhaps she was too tired from the train journey, because slowly, Xiaoyu fell asleep. I didn't wake her, but gently got up and got a blanket to cover her.

I continued drinking and watching TV, and slowly I leaned against the sofa and fell asleep.

I don't know how much time passed when I felt something heavy rest on my head. I turned around and my mind went blank. Little Fish's legs were outstretched, reaching towards my head. The buttons of her shirt had mischievously broken, revealing two large, round breasts perfectly before me, flawless, white, and shimmering with a gentle luster, trembling slowly with each breath, each tremor resonating in my heart. A faint sadness lingered on her face; a few tears remained in the corners of her eyes; a drop of water clung to the end of her hair. How to describe it? "A lotus emerging from the water" wasn't enough to describe her allure, was it? "A pear blossom in the rain" wasn't enough to describe her beauty? Besides, at that moment, I had no time to think of adjectives!

I stared for a long time, my mind filled with conflict—should I cover her up or just admire her? What if she woke up while I was covering her? After much consideration, I finally decided to cover her up. But when I pulled the blanket up, my hand accidentally touched one of her breasts, and I couldn't control myself anymore—I did only one thing: I pressed down on it. One hand climbed the previously insurmountable peak of her breasts, while the other slid downwards, her mouth sucking on a grape, her whole body burning with heat.

Little Fish was startled awake by my roughness, crying out, "Brother-in-law, what are you doing? Let me go! I'll tell my sister if you do this again!"

I ignored her and continued my assault. Little Fish's breathing quickened noticeably, her voice softened, and a seductive moan escaped her nose.

Just as my hand reached for my zipper, Little Fish bit my shoulder hard. That bite snapped me back to reality. Good heavens, what had I done? I stood there, bewildered. Little Fish pulled a blanket over herself and sobbed softly, not scolding me. But I was filled with guilt. I grabbed my phone and cigarettes, threw on a coat, and went outside. It

was still raining. I walked aimlessly, my clothes soaked, a gust of wind sending a shiver down my spine. What was I doing? What was I supposed to do? I suddenly felt ridiculous. I decided to run away. I didn't know how to face Xiaoyu, and I didn't dare think about the future. I randomly found an internet cafe, turned on some music, and played games, slowly killing time.

Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Xiaoyu calling. I didn't dare answer. I was afraid of hearing her cry, even more afraid of her yelling at me. Even though I was used to her yelling, this time was clearly different.

After two calls, Xiaoyu stopped, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Before I could even exhale, my phone rang again—a text message.

This girl's texting speed was comparable to my typing speed. I nervously opened the message. The content was simple: "I'm hungry, I want to eat something."

I remembered that we hadn't cooked at home for a while, and there was nothing to eat.

I replied: "Go out and get something to eat yourself." A text

message quickly came back: "How can I go out dressed like that! You bastard brother-in-law, you bad guy, I hate you so much! Come back right now! I want seafood, you make it for me, or I'll never forgive you!" My mind, unwittingly, recalled the scene from that time. I shook my head and carefully read the text message. It seemed Xiaoyu wasn't really angry with me; although the sentence wasn't punctuated, I could still understand it. I quickly ran to the supermarket and bought some seafood, and casually picked out a few clothes, bras, etc., that Xiaoyu could wear. I really didn't dare risk seeing her again. As long as she forgave me, I wouldn't dare refuse to eat seafood, or even my own flesh.

Back home, I quickly went into the kitchen to prepare, but another problem arose: I have absolutely no cooking skills, let alone seafood. I didn't dare call Xiaoyu, and I was so anxious that I paced around in the kitchen.

Suddenly, the kitchen door opened, and Xiaoyu, holding the clothes I bought, looked at me with embarrassment and annoyance, saying, "What do you mean? You're trying to bribe me after doing something bad?"

I quickly smiled apologetically, "No, no, it's normal for a brother-in-law to buy you clothes, how could I dare to bribe you?"

Xiaoyu pouted and said, "That makes sense." Turning around, she said as she walked away, "I'll go change my clothes, I'll make something to eat later. What kind of man are you, cooking?"

I felt a surge of warmth in my heart and calmed down a little.

We didn't speak to each other again while cooking and eating. I felt ashamed, and Xiaoyu was probably ashamed too. After all, what happened was so terrible, almost unbearable to talk about.

Thank you again to all the readers for your support of my humble work. This work was originally written as a reflection on Children's Day, and most of the content is true. So, I initially planned to write it as a memoir, but seeing so many friends supporting me, I could only try my best to write it well, adding some imaginative and exaggerated elements to try and satisfy most readers.

This chapter is a setup for the next chapter; there is no erotic description, so please don't criticize it, as I still need to follow the chronological order of events. After all, your sister-in-law can't just be in your arms all at once, so please don't think I'm going to write a sex scene right away.

Chapter Two: Work Incident (Hero Saves the Beauty)

The next morning, I sent Xiaoyu home. Mother and daughter, sisters meeting again inevitably brought a lot of sighs, while I discreetly hid to the side, feeling uneasy. If Xiaoyu complained, I'd be doomed! Just when I was about to slip to the door, Xiaoyu suddenly exclaimed, "Sister, brother-in-law bullied me!" Her voice was so loud I almost fainted. I turned around to defend myself, but then I saw a teasing smile on Xiaoyu's lips: "Brother-in-law didn't treat me to anything good yesterday!" My legs went weak, and I almost collapsed to the ground, but I forced a smile and said, "He forgot yesterday, I'll definitely make it up to you sometime, you can eat whatever you want." Xiaoyu came over and whispered, "You scared me to death! You bullied me in bed, and then you rubbed your thigh against my groin..." I turned and walked away. I was so embarrassed; I hadn't touched my wife in ages, and this made me incredibly awkward. I didn't dare stand up straight, so I slowly squatted down and pretended to have a stomachache for a long time.

Our brief misunderstanding was quickly overshadowed by something else. My mother-in-law's condition was worsening, and to help her get treatment, I put aside my work, and the three of us took turns caring for her. Everyone in the ward praised me as a good son-in-law, my mother-in-law kept praising me, and my wife's eyes were full of affection. But I saw a different light in Xiaoyu's eyes. Why was it different? I didn't know, but I didn't ask.

People say "misfortunes never come singly," and not long after, my mother-in-law also passed away.

After the three of us finished handling the funeral arrangements, my wife went back to school. To take care of our child who was in kindergarten, she rented an apartment between the school and the kindergarten, where she usually lived, only coming home on weekends when the child wasn't in dance class. My workplace is right next to home, and someone needs to look after the house, so we continued our separate life. I'm a man with strong desires, so you can probably understand the pain I'm going through.

Xiaoyu originally wanted to go back to Xi'an, but my wife disagreed. Now it's just the three of us at home, and we really shouldn't go so far again. I also tried to persuade Xiaoyu a few times. But Xiaoyu needs a job; her major is computer science, and there are probably more computer science students than taxi drivers in Beijing these days. I went to great lengths and spent a lot of money to find her a low-level clerical job at a state-owned enterprise. The company is doing well, the pay is good, and the work is easy. Xiaoyu is very satisfied, and her eyes are full of gratitude when she looks at me. Her company has dormitories, which saves her the cost of rent.

I thought everything was moving in a stable direction. Then one day, Xiaoyu called me crying, saying she'd been beaten and needed me to come to her workplace immediately. I gathered a few buddies and rushed over. When we arrived, we saw several people surrounding her, some women talking amongst themselves, and a few men glaring at her. Xiaoyu burst into tears when she saw me. One of the women quietly recounted what had happened—Xiaoyu's boss had a friend, a petty thug who idled away his days, abusing his father's position as a policeman. Because Xiaoyu was pretty, this guy had taken a liking to her and kept harassing her. When Xiaoyu refused him, he secretly sneaked into her dormitory to try and assault her. Luckily, there were other people around, and he didn't succeed. Yesterday, Xiaoyu couldn't take it anymore and complained to the boss. Today, this guy brought some men to search Xiaoyu's desk, claiming there was some confidential information there and demanding she come and explain herself. Xiaoyu knew it was a trap and argued with him. Several righteous colleagues protected Xiaoyu and prevented them from taking her away, but he slapped them in the face. Seeing the clear handprint on Xiaoyu's delicate face, I was furious. I knocked down several men nearby, one of whom was the boss's son. The kid, lying on the ground, was still arrogant: "You better let me go right now, let me tell you you can't mess with me, my dad is Li Gang (just kidding)." I laughed: "Damn it, I'm Li Tie (don't take it personally), you'd have to call me uncle, right?" Then I kicked him in the groin. The kid passed out on the spot.

I took Xiaoyu home, and before we could even sit down, someone knocked on the door. When I opened it, it was the police. I laughed—calling 110 isn't that efficient, it's always good to have power and money. I comforted Xiaoyu and then went with them. The process was the same old routine. Having been out in the world for a while, I casually gave them some money and promised to "show my respect" again later. I was home in less than an hour.

As soon as I opened the door, Xiaoyu rushed at me, yelling, "Brother-in-law, you scared me to death! I thought you were going to get arrested! I called my sister so many times, she probably didn't bring her phone to class..." I patted her back, signaling her to let go, but she wouldn't let go and hugged me tighter. Finally, I told her, "I just had my trial, I'm still in pain, don't torture me." That worked! Xiaoyu quickly let go and asked, "Are you hurt?

Are you badly hurt? I'll go buy you some medicine right away!" Then she rushed out.

Even though I'd given them money, the beating before that was really tough; I had several bruises and a few cuts.

Luckily, they didn't slap me in the face. Xiaoyu returned quickly, carrying a lot of gauze and medicine.

I endured the pain and took off my shirt. Xiaoyu blushed at first, then quickly returned to normal. She clearly remembered that I was injured because of her, and tears welled up in her eyes again. She bandaged me very gently and carefully. Her gentle hands moved lightly over my body, and I actually felt slightly intoxicated. Smelling the fragrance emanating from Xiaoyu, I even thought that the beating I received wasn't for nothing. Suddenly, Xiaoyu whispered something. I didn't notice, but when I glanced at her, she blushed again. She said it again, but I still didn't hear her clearly. Seeing my dazed expression, she bit her lip and said with a determined look, "Are you hurt anywhere else? Let me see." It was impossible not to be hurt, but I was still too embarrassed to take off my pants. I quickly shook my head and said no. Xiaoyu glanced at me, sighed, and turned to walk to the window. Seeing her shoulders trembling slightly, I sighed too and went over to comfort her. Just then, her phone rang. It was my wife. She only mentioned she'd been fired, nothing else. After hanging up, Xiaoyu looked at my face again and said that same thing again. I could only turn and walk away. Back in the bedroom, I took off my pants and applied the medicine and bandages myself. The front was easy enough, but my buttocks were also injured, making it more difficult. After struggling for a while, sweating profusely, I was still helpless. I lay down on the bed to rest for a while and drifted off to sleep.

I vaguely felt an itch on my buttocks, and when I reached out to scratch, I grabbed a hand. I was startled and turned around to see Xiaoyu. I quickly pulled the blanket over myself. I hadn't covered myself while applying the medicine; how embarrassing, I'd been seen naked. Xiaoyu chuckled: "I've already seen everything, why cover yourself? I've already applied the medicine." As she spoke, she actually lifted the blanket and gently stroked my wounds. I could feel her gentleness, but I didn't dare to enjoy it; after all, she was my sister-in-law. I wanted to preach, but I opened my mouth several times and couldn't say anything. Looking back now, I guess I didn't really want to stop her. After some time, she sighed again, muttering, "Why are you my brother-in-law? Why?" and walked away. I understood. The story of the hero saving the damsel in distress had begun between us, and Xiaoyu's heart had definitely changed because of it. Did she... I felt this wasn't right, yet I vaguely hoped for something. Was Xiaoyu also conflicted now? We were both deliberately avoiding each other. She lived at my house; during the day I rested at home while she went out, and at night she came back while I worked the night shift.

If things continued like this, nothing would happen, but one night she called again, still crying...

Chapter Three: Hospital Springtime

While Xiaoyu was on the phone, I was listening to Ms. Cang's teachings. Ms. Cang truly deserved her status as a top-tier star in Japan; both her words and actions were captivating, and her angelic face and devilish figure were even more alluring. Even with all that pixelation, I could still appreciate the hidden charm.

Unfortunately, Xiaoyu's tearful complaint immediately extinguished any passion I had for studying—Xiaoyu slipped and fell in the bathroom after a shower, and due to her weight, the fall was quite serious; she's now at the Civil Aviation General Hospital. I drove there immediately, calling my wife on the way. She said she had evening self-study and couldn't come back, but asked me to take good care of Xiaoyu.

When I arrived at the hospital, the test results shocked me—a mild knee sprain, a fractured ulna, and connective tissue contusion, requiring two weeks of hospitalization. To make it easier to care for Xiaoyu, I hired a caregiver and booked a three-person ward. I can visit her whenever I have time, and she can rest in a bed. The caregiver is usually there at night; I only come occasionally. There are nurses during the day, so it's not too much trouble.

That day was June 6th. The caregiver told me her child was taking the college entrance exam the next day and she wanted to go back to be with her.

I didn't have anything major to do; my computer is my workspace, so I could work even in the hospital, and I didn't refuse. "Parents' hearts are always full of love and concern," I understand. I basically sleep during the day; I can't break the habit of working at night. I guess I won't even need to adjust to the time difference when I get to the US. I woke up at dusk. On the opposite bed, Xiaoyu was looking at me, smiling incessantly.

I asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Xiaoyu replied, "You're such a heavy sleeper. The nurse came by earlier and said your snoring was too loud and disturbing the patient next door. She tried to wake you but couldn't, hahaha..." I scratched my head awkwardly and explained, "I couldn't help it; I worked overtime until the early hours last night. If my secretary hadn't said she couldn't handle it, I probably would have continued..."

Before I could finish, Xiaoyu laughed again, and her laughter was rather strange. I was baffled and quickly pressed her for an explanation. Xiaoyu pointed out the ambiguity in my words, making me even more embarrassed. Xiaoyu stopped laughing and instead scolded me in a wronged voice, "Brother-in-law, you've been sleeping for almost a day, and I haven't eaten anything. Hurry up and buy me something to eat, okay?" I quickly got up and asked her, "What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it right away." "Seafood!" Xiaoyu answered without thinking. I suddenly remembered what had happened earlier, and my face involuntarily turned red. I glanced at Xiaoyu and noticed she was also blushing a little. Faced with this awkward atmosphere, I had no choice but to make my escape.

I quickly bought some cooked seafood and returned to the ward. Xiaoyu seemed really hungry; she grabbed the food and devoured it in a flash. Watching her lick her fingers, still wanting more, I handed her a tissue and smiled helplessly. Xiaoyu laughed at me, clearly dissatisfied, and snapped, "What are you laughing at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman eat before? I'm hungry, so I eat like this. Who told you not to buy me food earlier?" I replied jokingly, "I've seen beautiful women, but beautiful pigs are rare. I bought enough for both of us; if you finish it all, what am I supposed to eat?" Xiaoyu giggled and said, "Go buy some more. I still want to eat. Let's eat together. And buy a few bottles of beer. I know you like to drink, and I want some too." I asked her, "Can you drink in this state?

I don't think it's appropriate to eat seafood like this." Xiaoyu was adamant and still insisted I buy it. Okay, what can I do? I'm the one serving her, and besides, I haven't eaten anything myself, so buying some is best.

Back in the ward, Xiaoyu had once again emptied the shelves. Luckily, I had bought a lot, and there was still some left, plus some wine, so I was quite satisfied. After eating and drinking, I gave Xiaoyu some fruit. Looking at the time, it was already past 5 PM. I turned on my computer and continued working on my thoughts, gradually forgetting everything around me.

Slowly, it got dark. Xiaoyu had already fallen asleep on the bed. My mind was very clear today, and I finished my work in less than two hours. Sleep? I slept so much during the day, forget it; go out for a walk? I'm a little worried about Xiaoyu alone; play games? I've lost interest long ago… Bored, I went to the corridor for a cigarette and returned to the ward. Xiaoyu had kicked off the blanket again, but this time she was wearing pajamas, so she wasn't exposed. I was slightly disappointed, but having learned from my previous experience, I carefully covered her up again, then turned on my computer, opened a porn site, and continued my studies.

After what seemed like an eternity, I heard Xiaoyu's voice, filled with embarrassment and annoyance: "Brother-in-law, what are you looking at?" I hurriedly closed the webpage, feeling incredibly awkward. Unable to answer, I chose to play dumb and wait and see. Sure enough, Xiaoyu continued: "Brother-in-law, are you bored because my sister isn't around? Why are you looking at these things? Do you have someone else on the side?..." I quickly interrupted her: "Don't talk nonsense. If your sister knew, I'd be in big trouble. If I had someone else on the side, would I be looking at this? I'd be enjoying myself already, hehe." Xiaoyu didn't continue. It was clear that this girl was still a virgin; she wasn't comfortable discussing this topic too deeply. Looking at her shy expression, my heart fluttered, and I quickly changed the subject: "How did you wake up? Do you feel unwell anywhere? Should I call a nurse?" Xiaoyu whispered a few words, but I didn't hear a word. When I pressed her for details, she stopped talking. A little while later, Xiaoyu said again, and this time I heard her clearly—"I need to go to the toilet..." I didn't pay much attention and casually said, "Go ahead," which earned me a big eye roll from Xiaoyu. Seeing my blank expression, Xiaoyu shook her head helplessly and said to me, "I can't move by myself. I still have an IV drip in this arm, and I can't walk, you blockhead!" I understood, but I didn't help her. I quickly went out to find a nurse for help, but the nurse on duty was busy taking care of a critically ill patient and completely ignored me. Back in the ward, Xiaoyu looked very uncomfortable and told me that her stomach hurt and she needed to go to the bathroom quickly. The bathroom was inside the ward, so I had no choice but to half-carry Xiaoyu to the bathroom. Most of Xiaoyu's voluptuous body was on me, and the lesson I had just learned from Ms. Cang was definitely worth it; I vaguely felt a surge of desire in my lower body. Fortunately, the distance was short, and I put her next to the toilet, turned around, and closed the door. But Xiaoyu started calling again, so I had to go back in.

Xiaoyu's words were direct: "I can't move my hands, I can't move my legs..." Damn, did she expect me to help her take off her pants?

No way! I instinctively took a step back, looked up, and saw tears welling in Xiaoyu's eyes.

I told her, "I'll go find a nurse right away, don't rush, okay?" Xiaoyu replied, "I really can't hold it in anymore, please help me. I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

I don't know how long I thought about it, but it felt like a long time. Xiaoyu's shout pulled me back from my reverie. I hesitantly unbuttoned Xiaoyu's pants, closing my eyes and gently pulling them down. My fingers touched that warm, supple body, and my heart pounded like a drum. Xiaoyu's mosquito-like voice rang out again: "And...and underwear..." I fumbled for the edge of her underwear, repeating the pulling motion once more, sweat beading on my forehead. Thankfully, she wasn't wearing much this season; any more and I would have fainted. Still with my eyes closed, I helped Xiaoyu to the toilet and quickly left the bathroom, feeling drenched in sweat.

After a while, Xiaoyu spoke again, her voice even softer, asking me to help her out. As soon as I entered, I closed my eyes again. I reached out to pull Xiaoyu up, but grabbed nothing, my hand touching a large, elastic area—I really didn't mean to, do you believe me? Xiaoyu certainly didn't believe me, her low, slightly fierce voice ringing in my ear: "You perverted brother-in-law, where are you touching?" I quickly apologized, my hand moving downwards, this time away from the mountains, but encountering a jungle… Xiaoyu sighed and said, "You should open your eyes, what's the difference between you like this and not closing them at all…"

I opened my eyes, then immediately closed them again. It was too shocking, almost unbearable. How would you feel if these eight words appeared before you: black, lace, transparent, thong! I vaguely felt a heat in my nose; I touched it—thankfully, no bleeding. This sensual visual impact was almost too much for me to handle. Calming myself down, I opened my eyes again and slowly pulled up Xiaoyu's panties. My hand slid over her firm, elastic buttocks, and my heart was intoxicated. Xiaoyu was staring at me intently, her eyes full of allure, her cheeks flushed. For a moment, I was so focused on her that I forgot to pull up my pajama bottoms. Xiaoyu probably didn't notice; her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something. I slowly stood up, my hand gently passing through her long hair, and my lips moved closer. Slightly moist, hot, and fragrant, my hand began to slide down, roughly ravaging her full buttocks. Just as I was about to explore further, Xiaoyu gently pushed me away: "No..." I also came to my senses, quickly helping her put on her pajama bottoms and gently carrying her to the hospital bed. When our eyes met again, there was a hint of seriousness in Xiaoyu's eyes. I knew what she was thinking, because I also had my own moral bottom line. I gently patted her face and went to another hospital bed to turn on the computer. Those eight words kept flashing through my mind: "black, lace, transparent, thong," and I couldn't help but open a porn site, seeking that shock and that pleasure. Because Xiaoyu couldn't turn over, she was facing away from me. I stared at her waist and buttocks and gently masturbated (I didn't dare to make the movements too loud, there were people walking in the corridor, and I was afraid Xiaoyu would hear). After a while, Xiaoyu asked me what I was doing, and I replied that I was surfing the internet. Xiaoyu said she wanted to surf the internet too. I quickly closed the browser, helped her set up the computer, and went out to smoke a cigarette. When I went in, I found the computer screen prominently displaying the webpages I had just browsed—I'd forgotten to clear my browsing history! That girl actually checked my history! I was just looking at stories about my brother-in-law and sister-in-law's lives! I'm doomed; there's no way to clear my name now. I stole a glance at Xiaoyu's expression; she was a mix of embarrassment and anger, and I wondered if she was angry. I secretly turned to slip away, but Xiaoyu said, "Don't run! I saw you! The computer screen is reflecting light!" I obediently stood back, ready to receive a lecture. Xiaoyu chuckled again as soon as she spoke: "You naughty brother-in-law, are you trying to seduce me? Come on, come on, test your charm." I was relieved to see she was still joking. I laughed and replied, "Forget it, I'm not charming enough, and I'm afraid of being yelled at." Xiaoyu laughed again: "You're talking bad about my sister, I'm going to tell on you!" I quickly smiled apologetically, trying to change the subject, and casually asked, "Do you watch movies? I'll find some for you." Xiaoyu lightly spat: "What's so good about those crappy movies you guys watch?" I didn't mean to show her anything like porn, but this made us both blush. After a little while, she said softly again: "I haven't actually watched any, show me some." I opened the hidden files, entered the password, and my 200+ GB of loot was displayed in front of Xiaoyu, all sorts of types categorized and organized. I told Xiaoyu, "Choose one yourself, I can't really recommend anything, haha." Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at me and opened the "Cangjing" folder. The preview of Aoi Sora's alluring figure even impressed Xiaoyu. Although the works were censored, the plot was still captivating, and Xiaoyu blushed deeply. "What is this? What's so interesting about this? I really don't understand you people..." I joked, "Can't we even admire a simple dish like scallions before we can have a full-course feast?" Xiaoyu lightly punched me and continued to enjoy the scene.

Just as we were teasing each other, there was a knock at the door. I quickly closed my laptop and turned to open it. Standing in the doorway were a doctor and a little girl. The little girl's face was covered in tears, and her snot was practically "crossing the river" (a metaphor for her nose being run over). I grabbed a tissue and wiped her face, then asked what was wrong. The little girl's parents had both died in a car accident, and she lived with her grandmother. Her grandmother had slipped and broken her leg while cooking, and because hospital beds were scarce, she wanted to ask me to give her a bed. Seeing the child's pitiful state, I nodded in agreement and refused their offer to pay me. After settling the elderly woman in, I asked Xiaoyu, who didn't object. However, a problem arose that evening—the elderly woman's leg injury was severe, and the little girl was too afraid to share a bed with her grandmother, so she slept on the floor. I felt sorry for her and let the little girl sleep on my bed, intending to make do on a chair in the corridor. But Xiaoyu called me back—strangely, she called me by my name and asked me to share with her. I agreed without hesitation; looking back, I was really shameless. Lying behind Xiaoyu, the hospital bed wasn't big, and to avoid falling off, I could only put one hand under her neck and the other on her waist, with almost no space between our bodies. My lower body once again shamelessly became erect, pressing against Xiaoyu's plump buttocks; the feeling almost caused me to have an erection. Xiaoyu felt it too, first trembling slightly, then her hand actually reached out and grabbed my genitals tightly.

The pain made me pull back a little, and I moved slightly backward. Xiaoyu also gently moved back, letting her plump buttocks make intimate contact with my genitals. My heart raced, and one hand already reached for her ample breasts. Although she was wearing a bra, the soft flesh outside was enough for me to grasp. My other hand slowly moved towards Xiaoyu's lower abdomen, gently stroking it.

Xiaoyu, being inexperienced, was easily aroused by my simple touch. She let out a suppressed moan, her hand beginning to caress mine, her body growing hotter and softer, almost melting into my arms. I gently tugged at her pajama bottoms; she didn't object, and my hand slid inward along the waistband. The thong was small, exposing her entire buttocks, which naturally benefited my diligent hand. Following the cleft of her buttocks forward, wow, this girl was already aroused, so sensitive! Continuing to gently remove her covering, I increased the frequency of my caresses. Xiaoyu gritted her teeth to keep from making a sound, her hand groping behind her to find my penis. She gently unzipped her pants and released it. I immediately pressed my penis against her already wet and sticky vagina, giving it a slight thud. Xiaoyu was a little shy at first, but under my frequent attacks, she quickly surrendered and opened up completely to me. I originally wanted to go all the way in, but considering she was still a virgin, it would be so embarrassing if she cried out. I could only put the tip of my penis inside, just to console myself.

The almost-intimate night kept us both awake, and I took the day off from work the next day. In the afternoon, the old man arranged surgery, and the little girl went with him. I played the game again, and we both fell asleep. In my dream, there were scenes of sex, and I actually ejaculated between Xiaoyu's legs. I was very embarrassed and a little ashamed. Xiaoyu probably found it very funny and kept giggling. I said angrily, "If you laugh again, I won't take care of you!" This made Xiaoyu laugh even harder. Sigh, what can I do? I've embarrassed myself, so I accept it. But I still wouldn't admit defeat: "It's all your fault, you brat! Just wait until you're better, then we'll settle the score!" For the next few days, we still had intimate contact, but I was careful to control it and there were no further incidents.

Little Yu slowly recovered. My wife came twice during this time. Seeing Little Yu looking so radiant and seeing me busy taking care of her, she said a few words of relief and left. After all, the children and the house needed her care, so I took the opportunity of accompanying her home to vent my frustrations on her.

That little brat, Little Yu, she's really caused me a lot of trouble. Thankfully, she was discharged from the hospital soon, but many things happened after her discharge, leading us to truly become a couple.

Chapter Four: Good Things Take Time

In the hospital, we had a lot of intimate contact; we were almost there, but since we hadn't broken through yet, and Little Yu was still recovering from a serious illness, we didn't continue our relationship. Xiaoyu couldn't stay idle at home, so I found her another job. Then I got busy again, one working day shifts and the other night shifts. We rarely saw each other. When we did meet, she was shy and I was awkward; our eyes met, and we'd immediately look away. Even when we talked, I was distracted, and I felt we were gradually drifting apart. It's alright, though. After all, we're not lovers. If my wife knew about us, who knows what she'd do? Maintaining a family isn't easy, and I'm a responsible man. As for Xiaoyu, although my actions were inappropriate, thankfully nothing serious happened. Perhaps avoiding her is better? Thinking this way, I feel more at ease. I'll try to avoid Xiaoyu and let time heal all wounds. Wouldn't it be better to treat the past as a secret, as a beautiful memory?

One day I called my wife and told her that it was inconvenient for Xiaoyu to stay at my house. She laughed at me for being too old-fashioned, saying, "A clear conscience fears no accusation." I hesitated for a long time, unable to say anything that implied I wasn't upright, and felt even more guilty for betraying her trust. Then, my wife called Xiaoyu again and told her what I had said. That morning, when I got home, I saw Xiaoyu still sitting on the sofa. Feeling strange, I asked her, "Why didn't you go to work today?" Xiaoyu didn't answer, just stared at me with a complex expression that I couldn't decipher. I gave an awkward smile and quickly slipped into the bedroom. I lay down on the bed and fell asleep quickly; working the night shift was exhausting. When I woke up, it was already afternoon. I rubbed my eyes, put on my glasses, and turned around, startled—Xiaoyu was sitting on the sofa next to the bed, and I hadn't even noticed. Her eyes were still fixed, but there was much less emotion; I saw more resentment, something I hadn't felt when I had assaulted her. Good heavens, I dread this kind of look.

Back then, a single glance from my wife was enough for me to obediently follow orders and charge into battle. A moment of eye contact, and I surrendered.

"What's wrong? Did I do something wrong? Tell me and I'll apologize, hehe." I continued to play dumb.

Suddenly, Xiaoyu burst into tears, crying as she asked, "You're asking me? What did I do wrong! You actually want to drive me away? Am I that hateful to you? I don't even have a home anymore, you're my only family (elder sister, actually), and you don't want me anymore…" So much grievance, so many accusations. I was speechless, silently watching Xiaoyu, feeling the heart of this pitiful yet adorable girl, while I struggled internally. Finally, I opened my arms and pulled her into my embrace. Xiaoyu nestled in my arms, crying out all her grievances and pain, without a word. We hugged each other, gently caressing one another. How similar this feeling was to the feeling I had with my wife back then. Thinking of my wife, I hesitated again. I tried to help Xiaoyu up, but she clung to me even tighter. I sighed and didn't push her away. I don't know how much time passed, but Xiaoyu finally stopped crying, got up, and sat back on the sofa. Looking at me, her face flushed again: "Take off your clothes, I'll wash them for you." I looked down, and good heavens, tears, snot, lipstick—it was a complete mess. Without thinking, I quickly took off my clothes, revealing my strong body. Xiaoyu's gaze changed, becoming somewhat infatuated: "Brother-in-law, you're so strong!" "Yeah, your sister always says that, and always says she can't handle it, hehe." As soon as I said it, I regretted it. I really wanted to slap myself. Wasn't I just asking for trouble? Xiaoyu continued—"Can I handle it?" I opened my mouth, not knowing what to say.

Xiaoyu suddenly stood up and quickly pulled off her long skirt, revealing her fair, full, and curvaceous body. The first thing that caught my eye was her black lace bra; her full, round breasts seemed unable to bear the restraint, forming a deep cleavage. Her breasts bulged on the top and sides, their edges protruding. Xiaoyu casually crossed her arms, and due to the pressure, her already restless breasts were practically bursting out, her pink nipples faintly visible. Looking down, although full-figured, her figure was quite good; while not exactly slender, her waist was swaying like a willow. Her snow-white body, flat stomach, and full, rounded buttocks transitioned naturally. Her underwear was still provocative: black, lace, thong, and transparent. She actually wore this to work? Wasn't she afraid of being photographed by lecherous paparazzi?

Or was she deliberately wearing it for me? A hint of pink was faintly visible through the underwear, and the pubic hair beside it playfully greeted me. Looking further down, I saw she wasn't wearing stockings, just long, full, jade-like legs—truly a perfect figure, neither too plump nor too thin. Her healthy skin shimmered, and her neat, white feet were perfectly rounded, adding to her overall alluring sexiness. At that moment, I felt as if I were facing an armless Venus—a masterpiece, a gift from heaven! My eyes widened, my breath quickened, and I swallowed hard, slowly standing up.

Little Fish's face was flushed crimson, and she softly asked, "Brother-in-law, am I pretty?" I quickly replied, "Pretty, pretty! There's no one prettier than you in the world!" Then, like a lazy wolf seeing a patch of grass, or a lazy sheep seeing a wolf, I pounced on Little Fish. Who knew Xiaoyu would nimbly turn and dodge, grabbing my clothes and her skirt as she ran, shouting, "I'm going to do the laundry, you can go back to sleep!" With a silvery laugh, Xiaoyu floated out of the room, while I, staring intently at her shapely, full buttocks, slowly followed her out. Xiaoyu went into the bathroom, immediately closed the door, and locked it with a "click." Then she laughed and said, "Why did you follow me? I don't need you to do the laundry, go on, go on." I said many nice things, but couldn't get in, and sheepishly returned to the bedroom. This girl is too tempting; my mind is filled with the desire to possess her, yet I'm powerless to do so. Oh well, I'll continue learning from Ms. Cang. I opened a porn site, enjoying beautiful articles, pictures, and videos while masturbating, wishing I could jump into the screen and kick that little devil away to have a three-thousand-round battle with Ms. Cang.

As General Five Fingers led his troops forward, I was getting into the swing of things. Just as I was about to deliver the goods, Little Fish's voice came from behind: "Hey, aren't you ashamed? You're so pathetic!" Normally, this wouldn't have been a big deal, but the problem was I hadn't heard her leave the bathroom and enter the bedroom at all. Well, I immediately shut up. I turned around, intending to scare Little Fish, but for the nth time, I was speechless. Little Fish had actually come in completely naked—oh, no, only a little bit. Her tiny panties were still on, and she wasn't even wearing slippers. No wonder she hadn't made a sound. This time, she didn't try to hide anything, but stood there openly, her shyness lessened. Being young, her two full, plump breasts were still erect. With a slight movement, waves of milk rippled, and with a slight turn, her sexy, round, firm buttocks and ivory-like skin on her back made me want to commit a crime! This time, I learned my lesson and didn't make any impulsive moves, only my eyes constantly scanning her. Of course, my lower body was already erect again, pointing straight to the sky. Seeing that I didn't move, Xiaoyu smiled contentedly. Her crescent-shaped eyes were so captivating, and her white teeth were gently biting her rosy, sensual lower lip. Her gaze slowly shifted to my groin, and I saw shyness, surprise, and allure in her eyes. When our eyes met again, it was like a magnet drawing iron, pulling us slowly towards each other. Holding Xiaoyu, I immediately went wild. With a gasp from her, I tossed her onto the bed and pounced on her. Pressing against her voluptuous body, gazing at her delicate face and tender, affectionate eyes, I could no longer control myself. I kissed her deeply on her red lips, and Xiaoyu returned the kiss passionately. As our tongues intertwined, the soft moans emanating from her nose were even more intoxicating!

After our tender moment, my lips slid down Xiaoyu's face to her neck, then along the breathtakingly beautiful peaks to find the "fairy fruit" (a type of jellyfish). I held it in my mouth, sucking and teasing it with my tongue and gently biting it with my teeth. My hands were divided, one assisting my tongue and the other climbing up to her other breast, kneading it incessantly. Under my onslaught, Xiaoyu slowly twisted her body, and began to make sounds, though very softly, as if she were deliberately suppressing them. I continued kissing and caressing downwards, along her lower abdomen, towards that alluring woodland valley. Gently pulling her panties aside, Xiaoyu instinctively clamped her legs together. I gently teased her tender opening, and after a few strokes, I felt my hands become slightly wet. "This little girl is so sensitive," I chuckled. I lifted her plump buttocks and pulled her panties down. The firmness and smoothness of her buttocks made me want to squeeze them a few times. Xiaoyu winced in pain, shifting her lower body, but this only fueled my passion. I parted Xiaoyu's legs, and her mysterious triangle was revealed before me. Xiaoyu wiggled her legs and whispered, "Don't look, it's so embarrassing..." I answered with action, pressing her legs down and examining her closely: Xiaoyu's vulva was very plump and tender, with fair thighs and dark, shiny pubic hair revealing pink labia majora and slightly darker labia minora, the colors perfectly matched. Her vulva was already wet, but not overflowing, and her clitoris was engorged, seemingly learning from my penis. I took a deep sniff; the fragrance of a virgin mixed with a faint scent of vaginal fluid was so alluring. I gently licked it with the tip of my tongue, and Xiaoyu writhed violently, letting out soft "Ah... Ah..." sounds. I increased the intensity, my tongue moving upwards from her vulva, sucking in a large amount of vaginal fluid. Then I opened my mouth and completely enveloped her vulva, sucking hard, taking in her entire labia minora, and of course, not sparing her clitoris. Xiaoyu's buttocks kept thrusting upwards, her hands pressing down on my head, crying out, "Brother-in-law... Brother-in-law... I'm going to die... Don't torture me anymore... I can't take it... I really can't... Oh... Oh... Don't suck anymore, it hurts so much..." Her smooth, white thighs were trembling uncontrollably. I quickly climbed upwards, my glans rubbing back and forth against Xiaoyu's vaginal opening. Her vagina was also trembling, and my glans grew harder under the lubrication of her vaginal fluids. One hand wrapped around Xiaoyu's waist, the other hand held my penis, and I thrust downwards forcefully.

"Mmm... Ah..." The first sound was pleasure, the second was a scream. The instantaneous impact pierced Xiaoyu's hymen. Probably because the pain was too intense, Xiaoyu actually pushed me away, her body curled up, trembling uncontrollably, her face full of tears. Her pitiful appearance instantly extinguished my desire. I held her body, gently stroking her, and said:

"I'm sorry, I was too rough, please don't blame me, okay? Your body is just too tempting..." After a few minutes, Xiaoyu slowly got up, grabbed a pillowcase to wipe her lower body, looked at the bloodstains on the sheets, and turned to me, saying, "I'm yours now, can you always be good to me? I'm so scared..." I raised my right hand and solemnly replied, "I swear to God I won't let you down. You gave me your virginity, how could I not be good to you? Just please don't let your sister know, or we'll both be dead." Xiaoyu nodded. He nodded, then lay back in my arms, gently stroking my chest, and asked, "Brother-in-law, why did it hurt so much just now? I read online that this is supposed to be very pleasurable, how can it be pleasurable if it hurts so much? Is it all a lie?" "No, it always hurts the first time. People say 'the head hurts the first time, then it goes numb the second time.' You'll know what kind of pleasure it is once the pain subsides." "Okay, I don't hurt anymore, come on, I want to be happy with you too..." His voice, barely audible, was full of temptation, but I had no motivation. Two intense orgasms in one day, and my penis felt hard and a little sore. It would be a loss if something went wrong, especially since Xiaoyu and I had only just begun... The first time was wonderful, but the result was terrible, yet I didn't regret it at all. How would Xiaoyu compensate me? In the next chapter, there will be some fairly exciting sex scenes, including various positions and some tools. More importantly, Xiaoyu will start to transition from passive to active, but the transition makes me both laugh and cry... It's past midnight. In a hazy state, I felt a surge of intense pleasure in my lower body. Opening my eyes, I saw that Xiaoyu was giving me oral sex. You see, Xiaoyu used to never touch my penis when we were intimate. What was wrong with her today? I gently patted her plump, white buttocks. Xiaoyu didn't turn around, and with my penis in her mouth, she mumbled, "You're awake... um... I'm sorry... I couldn't sleep well... Consider this compensation... Do you like it... um..." Looking at Xiaoyu's shy expression, I couldn't suppress my strong urge. I pulled her plump buttocks towards me and joked,

"You eat mine, I'll eat yours, neither of us loses out." Xiaoyu wiggled her big buttocks, slowly cooperating with my movements, straddling my head. Her entire full vulva was fully exposed before my eyes.

Long, curly pubic hair covered her vulva, and the raised triangle area appeared exceptionally smooth and full, like a freshly steamed bun, with a fleshy slit on top; her pink labia were slightly parted, and her slightly reddish clitoris stood proudly erect. I gently caressed her a few times, and Xiaoyu squirmed wildly, muttering incoherently, "Mmm...no...it's so itchy..." After a few touches, I felt a wetness—wow, she's really sensitive. I stuck out the tip of my tongue and gently licked it; the smell was strong, but I liked it.

"Ugh...don't lick...dirty...so embarrassing..." Xiaoyu said, trying to move her hips away. How could I let that happen? I wrapped my arms around her plump buttocks and pressed my mouth against them. "Oh..." Xiaoyu's lower body trembled sensitively, letting out a soft moan.

I stuck out my tongue and began to lick her vulva passionately. Xiaoyu's body trembled slightly with my rhythm, her lower body constantly flowing with vaginal fluid—she was so sensitive. I continued to bury my face between her snow-white thighs, licking her clitoris forcefully. "Ah...it's so itchy...mmm..." Xiaoyu's waist arched completely, trembling up and down in sync with the movement of my tongue.

My tongue pressed against the narrow opening, sliding up and down. Xiaoyu trembled violently, her legs slightly straightened and her hips swaying. Her vaginal fluids were already overflowing, glistening not only on her vulva but also moistening the surrounding area. I pressed my lips to hers, sucking the fluids with smacking sounds, while simultaneously trying to push my tongue deep into her vagina.

"Oh… I can't take it…" With a moan, she stopped what she was doing, her whole body trembling. She sat up straight, covering my face with her genitals, almost suffocating me. Supporting her plump buttocks with my hands, I increased the pressure of my sucking. Xiaoyu began to moan again: "Oh… I… can't take it… Oh… faster… it's so itchy…"

Suddenly, Xiaoyu rolled over and straddled me, her speed surprising me. Her lower body rubbed against my penis incessantly, moaning softly, her eyes glazed, her black hair disheveled. I was somewhat surprised. Was this the same Xiaoyu who screamed so desperately after just one penetration? She seemed more like a slut.

I teased, "Little girl, did you take some aphrodisiac? Trying to rape me?" Xiaoyu blushed, looking incredibly shy, and punched my chest twice, saying, "I couldn't sleep... I was watching your movie..." Then she feigned anger, "You bad man, you deceived my innocence, and you dare say I raped you? Well, I'll rape you, what are you going to do about it?" Saying this, she spread her fair legs, holding my penis, and was about to sit down. But after our lower bodies made contact, there was an abrupt stop...

I asked, "What's wrong? Still scared?" Xiaoyu nodded, her expression strange. I didn't say anything more, but pulled her arm, making her lie on top of me. We embraced tightly, I kissed Xiaoyu deeply, and she returned the kiss passionately. We sucked on each other's lips and tongues, our bodies intertwined. Before I knew it, I had Xiaoyu beneath me...

My tongue began to kiss Xiaoyu's mouth, moving down to her ears and neck. Slowly, downwards, downwards. Finally, I approached Xiaoyu's full breasts. I circled the outside of her breasts, slowly moving towards her nipples. Her full breasts were high and firm, as upright as Mount Everest. I savored the fragrant taste, intoxicated. I sucked hard, and Xiaoyu's body began to tremble again. I flicked her tender nipples with the tip of my tongue, while my other hand kept teasing them. Xiaoyu began to whisper again, "Mmm...mmm...ah...it feels...strange..." I continued to lick downwards, my lips gliding over her flat, white abdomen, circling her navel before arriving at her private area. Xiaoyu instinctively squeezed her thighs together, but I didn't pull them apart. I just gently rubbed my nose against her vulva a couple of times, and Xiaoyu lowered her defenses. I greedily sucked and teased, and Little Fish began to play music again… "Is it okay? I'm going in." Little Fish's body trembled, and she slowly closed her eyes… I thrust forward, and my burning penis once again plunged deeply into her overflowing, wet vagina. So tight, so narrow, like a powerful hand gripping my penis tightly. But this hand was so gentle, so considerate… At first, Little Fish's body stiffened, motionless. There were even tears of fear in her eyes. However, when my glans passed through her already wet vagina and entered her body, Little Fish immediately felt pleasure instead of pain, and the suppressed desire within her instantly erupted. "Mmm… Brother-in-law… why doesn't it hurt anymore… mmm… so comfortable…"

Each thrust was a union of spirit and flesh. From slow to fast, my penis continued to thrust deeper into her body.

Xiaoyu's body and mind were out of control, moaning ecstatically: "Ah...faster...so good...it feels so good...brother-in-law, you're so strong...I envy my sister so much..."

As the thrusting speed increased, Xiaoyu's cries of pleasure grew louder, her body writhing and slowly moving in rhythm with mine. Sweat poured from our bodies, and Xiaoyu's vaginal fluids overflowed. After hundreds of thrusts, I felt I was about to ejaculate, so I immediately stopped (not wanting to rush). Xiaoyu looked at me, puzzled: "Why did you stop? I want more!" A cold sweat broke out in my chest. I slowly sat up and said to her, "I'm going to the bathroom. Can we change positions when I come back?" Xiaoyu nodded and lay down.

In the bathroom, I gritted my teeth, turned on the tap, and splashed some cold water on my penis to extinguish the urge to ejaculate. Back in the bedroom, I saw Xiaoyu's flawless body, her ivory skin, and her lustful eyes, and my penis became erect again. "So what if I die? I can't let Xiaoyu be unsatisfied on her first time," I thought to myself.

I quickly thrust in, then let Xiaoyu slowly close her legs. I moved my legs outwards, making our lower bodies even more tightly joined. I began to thrust again.

"Oh... Brother-in-law, your... that thing... is so thick... so long... it's going to pierce me, it feels so good... um... I can't take it anymore..."

I sat up, my lower body even more erect. Xiaoyu exclaimed, "Oh... so big... so hard... how come you have so many tricks... you're killing me... slow down... you're going to tear me apart..." Xiaoyu felt unprecedented pleasure. Her messy long hair covered her face. She swayed her waist passionately to match my thrusts, desperately stroking and shaking. She was already panting heavily, covered in sweat. Her uterus was contracting strongly, and the ecstasy was surging through her whole body. "Mmm...it feels so good...it feels so good..." With Xiaoyu's continuous moans, I felt my lower body growing increasingly engorged, gradually losing control. So I squatted down, increasing the intensity of my thrusts. All I could hear were the "gurgling" sounds and "slapping" impacts from Xiaoyu's lower body. The lewd sounds, combined with Xiaoyu's wanton moans, were enough to make anyone's blood boil!

Just as I was giving it my final thrust, Xiaoyu suddenly moaned, "Mmm...no...don't...don't ejaculate inside...you madman...have mercy..." I suddenly shuddered—thankfully I hadn't ejaculated. What if I accidentally ejaculated inside? How would I explain that to my wife? Thinking of this, my penis went limp, and a feeling of dejection and frustration washed over me. Xiaoyu seemed to sense my displeasure and slowly pulled me onto her, making me lie down.

The intense physical struggle of the past half hour had been exhausting. I collapsed onto Xiaoyu, my whole body relaxing.

Little Fish let out a soft "Eek," and said, "Brother-in-law, are you trying to crush me to death?" I replied, "You little devil, you've done me a disservice! I almost died from exhaustion on you." Little Fish shyly stroked my back gently and whispered,

"You're still blaming me! I almost died from your ministrations! How could you be so crazy..." "You said you wanted more, how can you be so smug after getting the better deal..." "Ugh... So embarrassing... You were the one who teased me... It was my first time... Of course I wanted to try something new... Who knew it would be so tiring... Why do you make me so tired when you're on top... My lower body is a little swollen... You have to take responsibility..."

Speaking of taking responsibility, my head started spinning again. I thought for a moment and said, "Little Fish, our relationship..." Little Fish smiled gently, kissed me on the lips, and looked at me affectionately, saying, "Don't worry that I'll affect your older sister. As long as you give me even a little place in your heart, I'm willing..." Hearing her words, I felt even more guilty. After all, she gave me her body, but I couldn't give her any title. I couldn't help but envy the "Emperor Shun" and the "Qi Man" of yesteryear. I kissed Xiaoyu deeply, melting all my boundless love into my body. Xiaoyu also twisted her body to meet mine, and her lower body inevitably rose again.

Xiaoyu exclaimed, "Is yours made of iron? I can't take it... How about I use my mouth to help you..." That was naturally good, and so, amidst the sounds of sucking, I comfortably delivered.

Who would have dared to imagine all this? Xiaoyu's complete devotion to me allowed me to enjoy all kinds of blissful pleasures...

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