Picking up her sister's "corpse"

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As the saying goes, "If a woman doesn't get drunk, a man has no chance." The act of "picking up a drunk woman" is, frankly, a matter of half-willingness and half-assedness. If a woman doesn't want to be taken advantage of, why would she get drunk in front of a man? Actually, incest is also a matter of chance. According to investigations, many incestuous relationships occur after drinking, and what I'm going to tell is the story of my incestuous relationship with my biological sister. I never imagined that my first time would be with my biological sister, and my first incestuous relationship was "picked up" by chance. The first woman I "picked up" was my only biological sister. My name is Cheng Junfeng, born in 2000. My sister's name is Cheng Simin, born in 1998. My sister has a very outgoing personality, and since entering puberty, her temperament has become quite flirtatious. My sister isn't particularly beautiful, but she definitely has some charm. And her figure, like her personality, is quite flirtatious. At 168cm, she's not short, and she always wears her hair in a ponytail, which makes her look even taller. She also has mild nearsightedness and always wears pink-rimmed metal glasses, which make her look quite refined. Perhaps because of her, I like girls like her the most. I, on the other hand, am rather introverted, a typical homebody. I developed early, am 173cm tall, and have average looks. My sister and I have always had a good relationship. After puberty, I remember we used to play in the water together in the summer when we were little. After she started developing, we stopped bathing together. My sister has a very easygoing personality, and we've always enjoyed joking around. After I entered puberty, I became increasingly lewd. I often made dirty jokes to her, but she didn't seem to mind. Naturally, I started fantasizing about her. Later, I felt that fantasies alone couldn't satisfy my desires, so I started secretly watching and photographing her. There's a ventilation louver at the bottom of my bathroom door. Through it, I can peep upwards at my sister's developing teenage body. Later, I bought a high-definition phone and secretly filmed her while she showered. Later still, I became increasingly daring. I even went so far as to touch her used underwear. Her freshly worn underwear, warm to the touch, seemed to still retain her body temperature. Taking a deep breath, the mixture of her hormones and genital fluids instantly ignited my primal desires, causing my penis to become erect within seconds. I even ejaculated on her underwear a few times, which I always wiped away with toilet paper afterwards. My sister knew about my behavior, but she was too embarrassed to say anything. We siblings still joked and laughed together, and I not only enjoyed making dirty jokes, but also, when the opportunity arose, I would pinch her buttocks and touch her snow-white thighs. My sister was only joking about it. For a long time, that was all there was to our relationship. What happened next was one evening during summer vacation in June 2014. My sister never liked drinking, but she had a strong personality and was easily swayed by others. That day was June 18th. Her junior high school classmate invited her to a party, and the outgoing girl immediately accepted. My mother is a nurse and often works night shifts. Just two days earlier, my father had gone on a business trip, so it was just my sister and me at home. When my sister left, I reminded her to be careful on the road. That night, I played games and watched porn as usual. Before I knew it, it was past 9 pm. I noticed my sister hadn't come home yet and started to worry. Soon after, I received a call from one of my sister's best friends. She said my sister had drunk a lot and asked me to pick her up at a karaoke bar. When I arrived at the karaoke room, only my sister and her friend were there. I helped my sister leave the karaoke bar. She wasn't a good drinker; when drunk, she'd mumble incoherently. Although she reeked of alcohol, I could still smell her unique, youthful hormones. During the ride, I didn't forget to take advantage of her, constantly kneading her right breast with my right hand. My sister, in her drunken state, offered no resistance. After we got home in a taxi, I carried her to her bedroom in a princess carry. At that moment, lustful thoughts flooded my mind. I'd seen many pornographic films with scenes of drugging and rape, and even picking up unconscious women. So, the demons in my heart began to urge me on. I gently placed my sister on the bed, sat beside her, and quietly looked at her beautiful face and her developing, youthful body. Scenes from pornographic films flashed through my mind, and without realizing it, my penis uncontrollably became erect. After a painful internal struggle, I finally left my sister's bedroom, very reluctantly. But my pent-up desires had nowhere to go. I checked the time again; it was exactly 10:25. I convinced myself to play the game a little longer, until I felt tired enough to fall asleep. To be honest, at that moment, I really wanted to rape my own sister. When your penis is erect, you don't care about ethics or relationships; as long as there's a hole to penetrate, that's all that matters. Afterward, I went back to my room and started playing the game again. I thought nothing else would happen that night. I like to wear headphones when I play games so I won't get distracted. After playing for about 20 minutes, I started to feel the urge to urinate. So I left the room and went to the bathroom, only to find the bathroom light on and the door open. At that moment, I immediately thought, "Could it be that my sister got up to use the bathroom and passed out in there?" So I tiptoed towards the bathroom and peeked inside. Sure enough, I saw a scene that made my blood boil. My sister was fast asleep, her head tilted to the right and legs spread apart, sitting on the toilet. Her underwear and skirt were pulled down to her knees. Her once mysterious private parts were now completely exposed. The moment I saw this, my penis suddenly became erect. I felt all the blood rush to my penis, and I could no longer control myself. I was determined to possess my own sister. Although I was already driven by lust, I was still careful in my actions. I first called out a few times at the door, but my sister didn't respond. Then I tiptoed towards my sister's body and snapped my fingers a few times near her ear, but she still didn't respond. Then I began to make physical contact with my sister. I first ran my left index finger along her thick, triangular pubic hair a few times, and then I shook her body forcefully. I only heard her slow breathing, and after confirming several times that she was indeed not going to wake up... I began to boldly violate my sister's body. I started by kissing her full, red lips, then lifted her shirt and bra with my right hand, kneading her breasts incessantly. Although her bra was only a C-cup, the feel of it was still superb. My left hand then "attacked" her private parts, gently stroking them with four fingers. It was the first time I had ever used my fingers to feel a woman's soft, thick pubic hair and her tight labia. Afterward, I imitated scenes from pornographic films, slowly running my tongue along her cheeks and neck. Soon, I was no longer satisfied with just physical contact, and I immediately began to explore my sister's private parts more deeply. Unable to suppress my excitement, I could finally examine her intimate garden closely. My sister's vulva was somewhat shaped like a steamed bun, with pubic hair concentrated above the clitoris. The labia minora were wrapped inside the labia majora, appearing from the outside as a thin slit. The area around the slit was clean, with little pubic hair, and the labia majora looked pink and tender. I gently parted my sister's alluring vulva with my two thumbs. With the help of the bathroom's fluorescent white light, I could clearly see the complete structure of her external genitalia. The first things that caught my eye were my sister's two delicate
labia minora, the thin hymen, the folded vaginal opening, and the small opening above the vagina...
My sister's urethra, and above the urethral opening was her lovely clitoris. I used my fingers to further pry open her vaginal opening, and even through the hymen, I could clearly see the layers of pink folds blooming like a flower. It felt so sexy that I couldn't resist licking her inner vulva up and down with my wet tongue. My sister's body, which had been dormant, began to react to my teasing. She started moaning involuntarily, and I was a little afraid she would wake up. But driven by desire, I didn't stop. I noticed that her genitals were also becoming engorged with blood. Especially her small clitoris, which became erect after becoming engorged. The clitoral hood could no longer completely cover the clitoris, making it look like a pink, translucent little bean. My penis, which had been erect for a long time, could no longer suppress my lust. I scooped my sister up and carried her slowly to her room. I quickly stripped off all our clothes; I could finally have my sister's body, the one I'd always dreamed of. My sister had a truly perfect figure, without an ounce of excess fat. Because she was drunk, I was worried her vagina wouldn't be wet enough, so I wanted to do some more foreplay. I lay on top of her, kneading her breasts with both hands and greedily sucking on her firm, pink nipples. Stimulated by my actions, my sister began to moan softly. Finally, the main event I'd been dreaming of arrived. I was determined to make my sister my woman. I first parted her beautiful legs, then rubbed the head of my penis against her vaginal opening a few times. Holding my breath, and with unwavering focus, I slowly inserted the head of my penis into her body. My sister began to feel pain. My body began to struggle involuntarily, and I quickly clasped my sister's slender hands tightly with mine, our fingers intertwined. I could feel her body temperature through her palms. I was terrified that she would suddenly wake up from her drunken stupor, but I was also unwilling to let the opportunity slip away. I tried to comfort her with words. I lay on top of her, my mouth close to her right ear, and said soothingly, "Dear sister, you're just dreaming. It's a wonderful erotic dream. The pain is only temporary; soon you'll experience unprecedented sexual pleasure!" Then, while kissing her full, red lips, I gently inserted my penis into her vagina. As I broke her hymen, she involuntarily frowned, her body tensed, her hands gripped mine tightly, and she let out a series of intermittent moans. I noticed a single, glistening tear welling up from the corner of her right eye. I quickly wiped away my sister's virgin tear with my tongue, then happily said, "My dear sister, you've finally become a real woman. Now I'm going to let you experience how joyful it is to be a woman." I picked her up and let her sit on my lap. We first made love while sitting opposite each other. I frantically caressed every inch of my sister's skin, my tongue constantly licking her breasts, neck, and cheeks, while my lower body remained as still as possible, because my sister was a virgin, and I was afraid that being too rough would hurt her. But as the sensations deepened, my sister's vagina became increasingly wet, her breathing became involuntarily rapid, and she even let out intermittent, soft moans. I realized that my sister's sexual desire had been completely aroused. At this moment, she was no longer the cheerful sister she usually was, but had become a wanton woman indulging in sexual pleasure. I also felt as if thousands of worms were wriggling on my penis, making me feel unbearably itchy. I couldn't help but start thrusting in and out of my sister's vagina. Because I was so eager to make love to my sister, I forgot to take off her glasses. These glasses, ironically, became an unexpected sex toy. Watching this cute, bespectacled girl writhe happily beneath me, I was completely overwhelmed by lust. My sister and I began a frenzied incestuous sexual encounter. My sister's hands involuntarily caressed my body, and her body began to respond to my movements. My sister's body was like a beautiful piano, and I was a master pianist, with my penis as the conductor's baton. Under the direction of my penis, the pianist and the piano worked together perfectly, creating a beautiful incestuous symphony of moans. Although my sister's moans had no lyrics, they were the most beautiful music in the world. Every time I penetrated her, she would moan "Ah~," and the faster I thrust, the higher the frequency of her moans. Unconsciously, we changed positions, from sitting opposite each other to missionary. In the blink of an eye, my sister and I reached our first orgasm. My sister gripped my buttocks tightly with both hands, relentlessly pushing my penis deeper into her. In the final sprint of our lovemaking, my thrusting became faster and faster. My sister's moans grew louder, then suddenly stopped. I realized she had reached orgasm. My penis continued to thrust, her muscles tensed, her legs stretched straight, her face contorted in pain. I could clearly feel her vagina contracting, and I finally couldn't hold back any longer, ejaculating hot semen inside her. I felt every muscle in my body contracting, as if trying to squeeze every last drop of my semen out. After what seemed like an eternity, my sister and I slowly recovered from our orgasm. My penis, due to the contractions, slowly slid out of her vagina, and I saw a mixture of virgin blood and semen flowing from her vaginal opening. I used tissues to wipe her body and helped her get dressed. Back in my room, I started to worry that my sister would find out what I had done, but because I was exhausted, I quickly fell asleep. The next morning, I woke up at 9:30. I cautiously left my room, looked around, and saw no one in the living room. I wondered if my sister was still in bed. I tiptoed to her bedroom door and saw her still lying in bed. A huge weight lifted from my shoulders. I figured she had drunk too much last night and probably had some memory loss; she shouldn't remember what happened. Around 10:00, my sister finally got up. I had specially bought her favorite rice noodle rolls and immediately called her over for breakfast. I noticed her walking a little awkwardly. While she ate breakfast, I played on my phone. I kept glancing at her and noticed she was looking at me with a strange expression. I tentatively asked my sister how she slept last night. She suddenly gave me a sly smile and said, "I felt really happy last night, the only downside was that your afterplay wasn't very good."
I was speechless for a moment, feeling incredibly embarrassed. Then, my sister took my right hand and said with a smile, "Actually, I already knew my cute little brother had grown up, but remember to pay attention to afterplay next time!" I felt a surge of joy. My sister not only didn't blame me, but was also willing to maintain this kind of relationship. I immediately blurted out, "Okay, sister, I'll definitely give you a perfect afterplay experience next time."
We smiled at each other, and my relationship with my sister would become even closer and more subtle from that moment on.
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