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This happened a long time ago.

My parents lived in Australia for most of the year, and I don't think I saw them many times. The family was mainly cared for by a middle-aged woman from Sichuan who cooked and did laundry

. I was raised by her, whom I called Aunt Zhang. Aunt Zhang's name was Zhang Qiong; she was a beautiful and successful white-collar worker. It's said that she and my mother both pursued my father

, but my father married my mother, and Zhang Qiong remained unmarried. My parents went to Australia to inherit property and do business there, and Zhang Qiong became their adoptive mother, responsible for taking care of

everything about me.

There were only two children in my family, my younger sister and me. My sister was seven years older than me. She was born in Hong Kong but lived with our parents in Australia. Around the time she was eight, my parents

sent her back to China, saying she wanted to experience Chinese culture. She attended a primary school in Beijing. I was in high school at the time, and the sudden addition of this

stylish little girl to my life naturally brought a lot of fun.

My sister's Chinese name was Li Jiaoli. We all called her Jiaojiao. The little girl was lively, cute, and outgoing, full of curiosity about everything. Of course, I also

really enjoy taking her out, especially to classmate reunions. Because she is indeed very beautiful. Jiaojiao is very independent; she basically never lets anyone interfere with her affairs, and she

never lets anyone into her room except me. Jiaojiao always sleeps alone and likes to sleep naked. The Sichuan nanny told me that having one

more person in the family didn't increase her workload at all, which is probably due to her parents' good upbringing. Many interesting stories about Jiaojiao from her childhood have faded with time, but I can never forget

her adorable appearance as a child.

Jiaojiao loves me very much and is very obedient to me. I remember one rainy day, with thunder and lightning outside, Jiaojiao ran to my bedroom in terror and crawled under

my covers. After that, she often wanted to sleep with me, and occasionally she wanted to bathe with me and go shopping together. I always felt that I subconsciously had a desire to possess her, but

ultimately, reason prevailed over human nature. Even after she grew up, she would occasionally sneak into my bed and sleep with a naked beauty, which aroused me, but

I could still control myself because she was my own sister. We knew every part of each other's bodies, and we touched each other, even

kissed, but never crossed any further boundaries.

Actually, I was troubled by my sexuality in junior high school, and that's when I started masturbating. It was Zhang Qiong who made me a man.

Zhang Qiong was a beautiful woman. After my father got married, she had several boyfriends, but for some reason, they all ended. I remember often falling asleep in

her arms when I was little. After starting elementary school, I rarely slept in the same bed as her, but she often came to stay at my house and always slept in the room next to mine at night, probably

to take better care of me. Because she was never as strict as most parents, I only treated her as a friend and playmate from a young age.

When I was seventeen, on a summer night, I was really suffering from my sexual urges. At that time, it seemed that any woman of the opposite sex was beautiful and tempting. I entered her

bedroom. She lay there quietly, breathing softly. Her white body appeared even more pristine and delicate in the moonlight streaming through the window. I stripped off all my clothes and slipped into her

bed. She woke with a start and was stunned to see me. She never expected me to do such a thing. Before she could scold me harshly, I was already on

top of her like a horse in heat. As my hands groped and my mouth nibbled, her body slowly relaxed and began to tremble. She had clearly accepted reality, her hands guiding

me into her. This was my first time actually making love with a woman, and also the time when I was most clueless about how to do it. Afterwards, I lay limp on

top of her. She silently shed tears, but didn't blame me much.

After that, whenever I had desire, I would go to her room. Each time, she would completely comply with my demands. Since my first time forcing myself, she seemed less like

an elder, no longer lecturing me, but more like a quiet older sister. She spoke much less than before, but came to my house more often.

We continued like this until one night, Jiaojiao went to my room. Finding me not there, and hearing noises next door, she pushed open the door and saw us on the bed

. At first, she could hardly believe her eyes, then her face turned pale, and finally she rushed to Zhang Qiong, who was also pale with shame, and started

hitting Zhang Qiong with her small fists while crying. Zhang Qiong let her hit her, and silently put on her clothes while I grabbed Jiaojiao's hand.

I loudly scolded Jiaojiao: "What are you doing here about our business?"

Jiaojiao ran crying into her own room. Zhang Qiong straightened her clothes, tidied her hair, and said softly: "Don't blame Jiaojiao, we were wrong."

I angrily said: "Who says we can't have sex? What does a little girl like her know?" "You're not allowed to leave.

" Seeing I was angry, Zhang Qiong lovingly hugged me, sighed, opened her mouth as if to say something, but then held back. She leaned on my then-not-so-broad shoulder.

After a long silence, Zhang Qiong said softly, "Shall I go back to my own home first?"

I immediately refused: "No." She had already gone to get me some pajamas to put on. I gradually calmed down. Seeing that I was much quieter, she stroked my hair and said

again softly and earnestly, "I'll go back first, we'll talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

I stared into her dark eyes: "Will we still see each other in the future?"

She said tenderly, "Of course, isn't it easy? Go see Jiao Jiao." Huh?

After Zhang Qiong left, I went to Jiao Jiao's room. Seeing me come in, she, who had been sitting blankly, suddenly burrowed into the covers. I stood there, not knowing what to say, unable to

explain to her. Although Jiao Jiao didn't fully understand matters between men and women, she knew that we were definitely not doing anything good while naked and embracing each other, and what was worse, the only

person Jiao Jiao disliked was Zhang Qiong.

My silence helped me. Seeing that I hadn't moved for a while, Jiaojiao poked her head out from under the covers. Seeing me standing there dumbfounded, she chuckled, then pouted

: "What are you doing?"

I glared at her: "Mind your own business, kids.

" "I won't let you sleep with her, you're not allowed to be with her. You've never held me like that before. You don't like me." She then started crying again, looking aggrieved.

I breathed a sigh of relief; so that's why she was crying. I sat down beside her bed. I hugged her tightly, stroking her delicate arms, and said,

"Jiaojiao is the one I love most in the world."

"Really?"

"I swear to God."

"Then you sleep with me. Like you did before."

I took off my clothes and lay down beside her. She clung to me like a mermaid, stirring my emotions, but I tried hard to control myself. After a

while, she glanced at me furtively and asked softly, "Aunt Zhang left?"

I pretended to be angry: "If you dislike her so much, how could she not leave?"

Jiaojiao pouted, "Who told you to like her and ignore me?"

"I've slept with her since I was little."

"That's still not okay. I don't like you sleeping with her. I want you to stay with Jiaojiao." She seemed to remember something else. "What were you doing on top of her when I came in?" "

Sleep, I'm sleepy." My face flushed, and I closed my eyes.

She hugged me tightly, as if to let go and leave. "I want you to stay with me every day from now on."

"Then you should be nicer to Aunt Zhang."

She rolled her eyes at me and didn't say anything more.

My life with Zhang Qiong continued as usual. But as I grew older, she became more and more dependent on me. Sometimes, when no one was around, she would snuggle up to me and whisper,

"Want to come to my room tonight?" The more she did this, the more casual I became with her, and she didn't seem to mind. The worse I treated her, the more dependent she became; sex became indispensable to her

. And for me, to be honest, she no longer aroused any interest or desire in me.

During university, I had a few girlfriends on and off, especially classmates from other cities who would occasionally stay at my house for a few days. But thinking about having two

women in my house who looked at me with hostility, I knew no girl would feel comfortable or at ease, and besides, I wasn't particularly attracted to any of them, so I broke up with them all.

After graduating with my master's degree, I started working at a company my father invested in, which was also managed by Zhang Qiong. Due to my special position and Zhang Qiong's role in the company's daily management,

I didn't actually have many specific tasks. I dated Zhao Xue (a pseudonym for some reason), the prettiest female college student in the company. I didn't have any achievements to boast about

, but I also didn't make any mistakes at work.

Jiao Jiao will graduate from high school in a year. She has become a truly beautiful girl. She has the charm of a mature woman in her eyes. If my girlfriend isn't around

, she will sneak into my bed and pester me to talk about company matters and the outside world. But now, she always wears pajamas when we sleep. Whenever her small, firm

breasts rub against me, it makes me especially excited and aroused. We would occasionally caress each other gently, just like before. Each time, I would intentionally or unintentionally touch

her breasts, thighs, and sensitive areas, sending shivers down her spine. She would then sob, choking back tears, and climb into my arms. We both understood each other's needs,

but neither wanted to do anything that wasn't meant for us. Especially for her, it was a deeply ingrained stimulation and repression.

One Saturday afternoon, my girlfriend wanted to go shopping, so I told her to find someone else to go with her. I had to go home immediately because Jiaojiao insisted I be back that afternoon, and she was

being secretive about what she wanted to tell me. From Jiaojiao's room, I could hear laughter and chatter. I pushed open the door and went in. Jiaojiao and two other girls were happily talking.

When they saw me, all three stopped abruptly, followed by Jiaojiao's sweet cry: "Brother, you kept your promise!" She pulled up a fair-skinned, quiet girl:

"This is my good classmate, Xiaoya."

Xiaoya pursed her rosy lips, a hint of shyness in her voice, and said, "Hello." Jiaojiao then pointed to another voluptuous girl and said, "This is Xiaowei." Xiaowei smiled sweetly

and nodded in greeting. I greeted them and then asked Jiaojiao what made her so insistent on coming back to tell me. Jiaojiao looked at her two companions and said, "We've

decided to go on vacation and formally invite you to join us." I immediately refused. Jiaojiao was displeased, but then ran over and pleaded. Seeing such a beautiful

girl asking for your help, there's nothing I can't say no to, especially since she's my beloved younger sister. Jiaojiao had originally planned to go to Australia to visit her parents during her vacation, but since her parents were

going to Europe on business and would be stopping by to see us, Jiaojiao couldn't go to Australia. So, she invited some friends to go to Dalian. Of course, I had to pay, so I agreed

to go with them. My girlfriend had never been to Dalian either, so we went together.

I often reflect on this; deep down, I'm sometimes unsure about my own fidelity. If it weren't for the two beautiful girls I was traveling with, I

might not have agreed to go on the trip with Jiaojiao. Subconsciously, I had a desire to possess them, but the excitement of the trip quickly overwhelmed me.

My girlfriend was naturally happy about the trip, and I had to tell Zhang Qiong, since she was my boss at the company. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qiong vehemently opposed it, first saying

that she couldn't do without me for work, then offering a whole host of reasons, and eventually bursting into tears. I knew why she objected. She knew I was intentionally distancing myself from her, but we

saw each other every day at work, and she still had something to rely on. Hearing that I'd be gone for over 20 days, and traveling with so many pretty girls, her disappointment was palpable. Finally

, after much pleading and coaxing, she agreed, but on the condition that I visit her at her place during the days I'm away.

Jiaojiao, Xiaoya, and Xiaowei were all there that day, so we ate together. Since our last meeting, Xiaoya and Xiaowei had been coming over more often

, and we'd gotten to know each other better. But when I announced that my girlfriend and I would be joining us, Xiaoya and Xiaowei were clearly disappointed. Jiaojiao looked at them unhappily and said,

"Isn't Xue-jie supposed to be at work? What's she going to do?" I knew Jiaojiao wouldn't like any of my girlfriends. To be honest, at that moment I also felt that Xiaoxue's

presence was unnecessary, but after all, she was a lively, youthful, and undeniably beautiful woman—mature, sexy, and undeniably more charming than these young girls

. Seeing that they weren't saying much, I had to change the subject. After dinner, Zhao Xue returned from her mother's house. We were chatting in the living room when Jiaojiao came downstairs

and said, "Brother, come here, I need to talk to you." Zhao Xue smiled at her; no one dared offend this domineering younger sister. Jiaojiao ignored her and

pulled me upstairs to her room. When I got to Jiao Jiao's room, Xiao Wei had already left. Xiao Ya was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching TV. Seeing me enter, she immediately sat up straight. As soon as

Jiao Jiao entered, she shouted, "Brother, we've discussed it, you can't bring Sister Xue!"

I glared at her: "Why?" "We only invited you." "I invited her, what business is it of yours if I bring her?" I was angry too,

venting my dissatisfaction with her attitude towards Zhao Xue earlier. As soon as Jiao Jiao saw I was truly angry, tears immediately streamed down her face. Seeing her cry, my heart softened. Jiaojiao softened upon seeing my attitude

and immediately came to my side, sobbing, "You always side with others and don't like me at all." I ignored her; I knew her temper, and she'd be

fine in a moment. I sat down next to Xiaoya, and looking at her, I saw her face flush slightly. I said, "Xiaoya, if it were you, and I didn't take you with me, wouldn't you be heartbroken?"

Xiaoya smiled slyly and glanced at Jiaojiao, "I'm not Sister Xue, how would I know?" Jiaojiao then came over and snuggled against my lap, saying, "If you take

Sister Xue with you, she'll be the most unhappy. You're asking her? Humph!" Xiaoya's face turned bright red, and she quickly protested, "Who said that? You're talking nonsense!" Jiaojiao chuckled, "

Even a fool can see you like my brother." She then added, half-seriously and half-jokingly, "But let me tell you, no one can take my brother away." Seeing the two little girls bickering...

I was quite pleased to see her. Looking closer, I saw that Xiaoya, with her shy demeanor, was pure and lovely. Her fair skin made her bright, clear eyes even more captivating. I was suddenly

mesmerized. A thought struck me, and I looked at Xiaoya: "Tell me, if you don't let me bring Xiaoxue, I won't." Jiaojiao was immediately displeased, glancing at Xiaoya, but then

cheered up again: "Tell me, say you won't bring her."

Xiaoya looked up at me, then shyly lowered her head, making my heart flutter. Jiaojiao seemed to notice my change, giving me a wary look before

snuggling into my arms, tightly holding my left hand. When Xiaoya looked up and saw me still staring at her, she immediately lowered her head again. Just then, there was a knock at the door, and I heard Zhao Xue's voice:

"Jiaojiao, can I come in?" Jiaojiao frowned. I nudged her and glared at her. Jiaojiao reluctantly said, "Come in! The door's unlocked."

Zhao Xue pushed open the door and entered with a smile. I sighed inwardly; Zhao Xue was indeed very beautiful. Xiaoya seemed deflated upon seeing her, and Jiaojiao always

seemed to lose confidence whenever she saw her. Zhao Xue sat on the carpet beside the sofa, smiling as she asked, "What are you two talking about? It's quite lively." She glanced at Xiaoya with her beautiful eyes, then looked at me. I quickly

introduced her, "This is Jiaojiao's classmate, Xiaoya." After greeting Xiaoya, Zhao Xue asked me, "Have you finished talking?" Jiaojiao said unhappily,

"Are you rushing my brother to leave again?" Zhao Xue smiled at Jiaojiao, "Of course not." She was used to Jiaojiao's affectionate gestures and way of speaking, and continued to smile

. Indeed, she was the one with the best attitude towards Jiaojiao. I said, "We were just discussing a trip. There's not much to say,

we're just going to leave whenever we want. We travel several times a year, and this time is no exception." "Really? This time is different. Jiaojiao is never this secretive before." Zhao Xue said, then looked at

Xiaoya, "Besides, Jiaojiao's classmates are coming along too. We really need to plan well." Looking at Xiaoya's anxious expression, a strange tenderness rose in my heart.

Before I could speak, Jiaojiao said to Zhao Xue, "Sister Xue, you go and rest first. My brother and I will chat for a while longer. Anyway, you're not interested in our conversation

." Zhao Xue looked at me, "Didn't you say we'd go swimming together?" I looked at her affectionately, "Honey, you go first, I'll be right there." Zhao Xue stood up and exclaimed

, "Remember what you said? You'll be back in a bit!"

Watching Zhao Xue leave the room, I seemed to have lost all interest in talking, and the atmosphere in the room was gone. Jiaojiao muttered from the side, "We're not taking her.

So what if she's pretty?" I looked at Xiaoya and smiled, "Xiaoya, you haven't given your opinion yet." Xiaoya regained her composure, chuckled, and under the light,

two rows of neat, white teeth were revealed between her red and moist lips: "You're willing to leave Xue-jie out?" Then she sighed, "Xue-jie really is pretty." Jiaojiao rolled

her eyes at her: "I think you're prettier than her."

Just then, Mom called from Australia, and my younger sister jumped up from me excitedly to answer the phone. I looked at Xiaoya and smiled meaningfully. Xiaoya seemed

to sense something, and her body stiffened. Jiaojiao was on the phone with her back to us. I mischievously leaned closer to Xiaoya. Xiaoya stared nervously at

the television in front of her. My hand reached down to her other shoulder from behind. Xiaoya trembled slightly. I could smell the fresh scent of her virginity. I liked

this kind of physical reaction from a girl. I grabbed one of her hands. She tried to struggle, but quickly gave up. Seeing her bewildered expression, I softly asked, "How old

are you?" She adjusted her breathing and whispered, "Seventeen." I reached my other hand under her short skirt onto her thigh. Her body began to tremble again,

and she looked at me pleadingly. I leaned closer, touched her lips to hers, then gently pulled her close, breathed into her ear, and whispered,

"If I don't bring Zhao Xue, will you be good to me?" She struggled slightly, pulled away a little, and lowered her head without speaking. I leaned closer again and asked again. She

still didn't speak. I smiled and said, "Nod or shake your head." She nodded, looked up at me, smiled, and seemed about to shake her head but hesitated. Seeing her distress,

I smiled and said, "Never mind, I won't make things difficult for you, I was just joking." At that moment, Jiaojiao turned and saw us, immediately walking over while still on the phone, saying, "Come on,

talk to Mom."

Two days later, I arrived at Zhang Qiong's villa. It was in the suburbs, more than 30 kilometers from the city. Knowing I was coming, she had prepared

my favorite dishes. After dinner, she dismissed the housekeepers and quietly snuggled up to me watching TV. I stroked her breasts and softly said, "Jiaojiao

doesn't want Xiaoxue to travel with us. Could you arrange for her to go abroad during that time? Otherwise, I really can't bring myself to ask." She glanced at me but remained silent

. I kissed her passionately for a while, then brought up the same topic again. She said unhappily, "You came all this way just for this?" I quickly protested my innocence. At the same time, I lifted

her nightgown, my hand tracing down to her abdomen, then slowly moving down to the familiar pubic area. Her body reacted with heat, but I stopped there,

only gently caressing her. She let out a soft moan, exhaled a heavy breath, and said resentfully, "I must have owed your family something in my past life." At the same time, she grabbed

my hand and pulled it down, and I kissed her as I slipped my hand inside her warm, wet area. She moaned, closing her eyes and gently biting my ear. As I moved my hand,

her body twisted, her legs clamping tightly around me. I pushed her away, letting her lie on the floor, and removed the last inch of clothing. Seeing my unhurried

manner, she watched every movement of my undressing, knowing that if I didn't let her help, she could only wait quietly. I kissed her from head to toe, her face

flushed with a charming blush of pleasure. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and pleaded, "Come on, I want it, I can't take it anymore."

...

We lay quietly on the carpet. She came to her senses and snuggled closer to me: "You're really going to kill me." I hugged her tightly and said sincerely, "You raised me

, and I really don't want to see you unhappy." She hugged me tightly, moved, and murmured with her eyes closed, "I really want it to be like this forever. I'm so happy right now."

She opened her eyes and looked at me: "When are you planning to marry Xiaoxue? Xiaoxue has talked to me about it twice. She's a rare good girl. Ah, with her by your side,

I feel relieved." I sat up and then pulled her up... As we walked towards the bathroom, I said, "Isn't it good now? Let's talk about it again when I'm more successful." Zhang Qiong

remained silent for a moment before finally saying, "Whatever you want. I'll be content if you just think of me occasionally." Then she asked, "When are you planning to leave

?" I asked happily, "Are you willing to help me?" She smiled helplessly, "If you say east, do you think I'd go west?"

Just as I got to work, Zhao Xue called: "The company is sending me to France to discuss a business deal. I don't want to go. Can you talk to Aunt Zhang and ask them to send someone else? We're not planning..."

"Should we skip the trip?" "Aunt Zhang can't handle your company's specific affairs, and besides, it's for business purposes," I comforted her. The other side was unhappy: "What do you mean?

Don't you want me to go? No wonder you're always so secretive with Jiaojiao. Are you going or not?" I had no choice but to agree to accompany her to Zhang Qiong's place during lunch. Zhang Qiong treated us

to lunch. After hearing Zhao Xue's words, she laughed: "Xiao Xue, Auntie can't speak for you. After all, the company is assigning you work, and your excuse for not going is to play." Zhao Xue

got anxious upon hearing this, glanced at me, and I had no choice but to plead for her, of course, there was no other way.

I waited for Zhao Xue at the company entrance, agreeing to have lunch together. When she came out, she was clearly still unhappy. I coaxed her: "Don't drive, I'll take you for a drive, and

then we'll go eat." "I did feel a little guilty towards her. After dinner, when I got home, I saw Jiaojiao, Xiaoya, and Xiaowei chatting away. Seeing us

, Jiaojiao happily jumped into my arms, shouting, 'We're finally on holiday! Take us out for a late-night snack!' Noticing Zhao Xue's strange expression, she quietly asked,

'What's wrong with her?' I quickly said, 'Xiaoxue received a notice from the company today that she's going to France on a business trip the day after tomorrow.' I glanced at Xiaoya, who immediately lowered her head.

Jiaojiao's mouth was wide open, almost gaping open. She looked at Zhao Xue, then at me, gave a sly smile, but then immediately seemed to realize something and became unhappy. Zhao Xue seemed unaffected when she saw them.

She smiled and said, 'I'm going to France for business and a vacation. Several friends are in Paris. You guys go have fun.' She then went into her room. I asked Jiaojiao,

'Why are you unhappy again?' She glared at me fiercely: 'I know who sent her away.'" "I completely ignored her tantrums; I was already looking forward to our

trip.

Postscript

: Strictly speaking, this isn't a novel, nor is it entirely a story; it's more of a memoir. Many things and many people have disappeared from my life. But memories only remember those things that

are unforgettable, perhaps the beautiful ones. Jiao Jiao's classmate changed my life. Now, I no longer have the passion and impulse I once had for sex and women. Soaring in the business world

, I often think back to the bits and pieces of the past, the only thing that remains unchanged is that I still like energetic, pure, and lovely girls. Zhao Xue has long since become

my wife, and we still admire each other as much as we did ten years ago. Although I often encounter some people I've escaped from in various places..." The feelings are unshakeable (perhaps I don't even want to escape them),

but I know that Xiaoxue will always be my favorite and best choice for a wife, and I've never regretted it. Zhang Qiong has now moved to the United States, and I often visit her. Jiaojiao has

been divorced three times, and I feel sorry for her; in a sense, I've ruined her life. So every time she comes to see me, I spend every day with her to make up for my

past mistakes. Of course, she still resents the women around me, including Xiaoxue, but Xiaoxue is already a leader in her field, and Jiaojiao still

respects her. I love traveling all over the world. Although I spend more time in Australia, every time I go to Beijing, I feel incredibly excited, as if time has never passed.

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