That pot of sesame oil chicken (1-20)

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(I)
"Sesame oil chicken" is a popular and affordable dish in Taiwan. It is not only a must-eat for women during postpartum recovery, but also one of the top three choices for winter nourishment.
Whenever a cold wave hits, my mother always cooks a pot of sesame oil chicken to warm and nourish our whole family. However, the sesame oil chicken that my mother cooked today tasted a little different.
Looking at the plump and red goji berries in the pot, and the large amount of old ginger slices floating on the surface of the soup, and the boneless chicken thigh meat that I scooped into the bowl, there was also a lot of angelica and astragalus, which are traditional Chinese medicines for replenishing qi... Just seeing these herbs, I felt that this pot of chicken soup was not only enough to replenish my blood to the point of being fully energized, but some of the blood would even overflow from my nostrils.
"Mom, isn't today's sesame oil chicken a bit too nourishing?"
"Of course, the family should eat more nourishing food. You've been studying away from home, and you don't eat three meals a day on time. Look how thin you've become. Come on, you're home for the holidays, so eat more."
"Hmm... but today's soup seems to have a strong smell of alcohol..." I took a sip of the soup and frowned.
"Oh, I only realized we were out of rice wine when I was cooking the sesame oil chicken. I was going to go out and buy some, but then I remembered that your dad brought back two bottles of vodka from his last trip abroad, so I just used those."
"Two... two bottles!?" I stared wide-eyed at my mother in disbelief.
"I used one bottle first, but it didn't taste very alcoholic. Your dad likes the pungent alcoholic smell when he eats sesame oil chicken, so I had to add another bottle..."
Hearing the amount of alcohol used in this nourishing dish, and smelling the strong alcohol odor that kept wafting into my nostrils, I felt a bit tipsy just from the smell alone.
Fortunately, the smell wasn't as pungent as rice wine, and the broth was much milder. The medicinal herbs masked the odor, and before I knew it, I had drunk three large bowls in one go.
When my dad and sister returned home, the family sat down at the table to eat and chat. My dad was particularly generous in praising my mom's pot of sesame oil chicken—cooked to perfection.
Hmm... if he knew what kind of alcohol was in the soup, would he still give my mom thirty-two thumbs up like he did now?
While idly imagining how Dad would react to his treasured "vodka" without any aftereffects, I buried myself in the food Mom had carefully prepared, feeling a warm and satisfied feeling.
After dinner, I initially felt particularly warm, but after chatting and watching TV with my family for a while, whether it was the aftereffects of the vodka starting to kick in or the fatigue from rushing to catch the bus early in the morning, my eyelids suddenly became very heavy.
"Dad, Mom, Sister, you guys keep chatting, I'm going to sleep."
"Hey, you haven't showered yet," Mom said loudly.
"I'll shower tomorrow, I'm so sleepy."
"No way! You're filthy!" Mom glanced at me, "Hmm, it's not good to shower right after eating sesame oil chicken, um... lie down for a bit, Mom will wake you up to shower in an hour."
"We'll see," I replied casually, and dragged my unsteady steps straight back to my room.
I don't know how long I slept, but when I rubbed my sleepy eyes and opened them, I saw the first light of dawn outside the window. Just as
I was about to go to the bathroom, I suddenly realized something was wrong. There was someone lying next to me
—a completely naked woman.
Seeing the woman's face instantly snapped me back to reality.
I stared in shock at the woman beside me, then at my own naked body, and a nameless fear welled up inside me.
I swallowed hard, looking at her genitals and the few dried white spots still clinging to the sheets. I felt like the world was rapidly collapsing.
This woman was none other than my own mother—Jiang Yunqi.
Just as I was panicking and at a loss, my mother's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
"Xiaowei, you're awake?" Mom's gaze fell to the window, then she looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table, then closed her eyes again. After a moment, she opened them again and murmured, "So it's not six o'clock yet... Hmm, I'll close my eyes a little longer."
"Uh... Mom... you... you slept here last night?"
"Hmm." Mom kept her eyes closed.
"Then you... I..."
Mom opened her eyes, a strange smile on her face: "You brat, it's one thing that you can't hold your liquor, but I didn't expect you to be such a terrible person when you're drunk."
"What do you mean?"
Mom turned to the side, propped her head up, and suddenly poked my forehead with her other hand: "Last night I was going to wake you up to take a shower, but you went on a drunken rampage and mistook me for Yihui, and hugged me so tightly. Humph, if you had just hugged me, that would have been fine, but you were restless and kissing, touching and pulling at me..."
"And then?"
"And then, and then that's it."
I stared blankly at Mom, my mind replaying the events of last night, but after thinking for a long time, I still had no recollection of anything Mom had said.
"You mean... I really... with you..."
"Don't worry, Mom would never ask you to take responsibility." After saying that, Mom lay back down, but when she turned around, her delicate hand accidentally touched my little brother, and she actually opened her palm and squeezed it. "Hehe... how come you reacted so quickly?"
"Uh?! I..."
"Want to do it again?"
"What!"
"Don't pretend, I don't believe you don't know what Mom means."
"But we're mother and son."
"But you didn't treat me like your mother yesterday."
"I... I really don't remember what happened yesterday."
"Then let's make it more memorable. Anyway, it's already like this, we've done it once, so doing it twice is no different from doing it once. Hmm... don't you like Mom?"
"Of course I like Mom."
"So you think Mom isn't as young as Yi Hui, or you think Mom isn't pretty enough?"
"No, Mom is the most beautiful woman in my heart, it's just... I... um, that's not what I meant! Actually, I... I don't want to let Yi Hui and Dad
down." "Hehe, as long as we don't tell anyone, it's fine."
"Won't Dad suspect something? I mean, you didn't go back to your room to sleep?"
"Don't worry, I told him yesterday I was worried you'd get drunk and not shower, so I helped you shower and slept with you to take care of you."
Hmm... Although it's normal for a mother to sleep with her son, given the awkward situation between us right now, it sounds very ambiguous.
Just as I didn't know what to do, Mom turned to the side and, while stroking my already erect penis, said, "Do you want to try what incest really feels like? I tried it yesterday and found it very exciting."
Hmm… I’ve already experienced the thrill of incest, but… can I tell her?
“Mom… I…”
“Stop making excuses! You know, you didn’t give Mom a chance to say no yesterday. If you keep being so hesitant, I’ll tell Dad right now what his son did to Mom.” “
Mom, you can’t tell Dad.”
“Then you’d better listen to Mom.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Mom’s body shrank down, then she turned 180 degrees and lay on top of me, opening her mouth to take my half-erect penis in and begin to suck and stroke it.
“Hmm… Mom…”
Watching Mom work so hard to swallow and suck my rapidly hardening penis, I really didn’t know how to describe my conflicted feelings at this moment.
Mom is already forty-four years old this year, but judging from her well-maintained face and figure, if she didn’t show her ID card, many people would think she was only in her early thirties at most.
According to rumors, my mother got pregnant by my father right after graduating from university, which is why they got married. Then, when I was two, she unexpectedly became pregnant with my younger sister.
Honestly, I don't know where this rumor came from. Anyway, I'm twenty-two this year, and my father didn't shirk responsibility after accidentally getting my mother pregnant; he let my sister and me grow up happily and went to university without financial pressure, so I don't need to investigate the source of the information.
I lay on the bed, head tilted back, looking at my mother's alluring vulva, still with some unidentified white fluid remaining. With a mix of unease and excitement, I experienced my mother's superb oral sex skills.
Just as I was carefully admiring my mother's beautiful vulva and buttocks, I was shocked to discover a five-colored butterfly tattoo on her right buttock, which surprised me greatly.
Having lived under the same roof for many years, my mother had always been a conservative, virtuous, and loving wife and mother in my mind. But after seeing the tattoo on her buttocks today, that good image of her instantly crumbled.
I lightly touched the brightly colored butterfly with my fingertips, feeling its smooth texture, and couldn't help but ask, "Mom, is this tattooed or just a temporary tattoo sticker?"
"Of course it's tattooed."
"Why?"
"Because your dad likes it. He says it looks sexy."
"Hmm... how long has this tattoo been there? Has no one noticed?"
"Pfft... Hehe... Silly son, how could your mother show her buttocks to everyone for no reason! What do you think, do you think it looks good?"
You've already gotten it, how could I say it doesn't look good?
Even if I don't like it.
"Mom, do you like it?"
"When he first made this request, I couldn't accept it, but he brought it up every now and then, and I was almost driven crazy by him, so I reluctantly agreed to it half a year ago. Now it's been half a year since the tattoo, so it doesn't matter whether I like it or not, anyway, only Dad and you know this secret."
Hmm... Hearing Mom say this, I guess there really is some unspeakable secret between these two.
As Mom was diligently swallowing and spitting out my penis, I originally wanted to lick Mom's beautiful vulva, but seeing the stains left from last night still at the entrance, I immediately gave up the idea.
Randomly guessing whatever came to mind, my glans suddenly felt a wriggling soft flesh, and Mom's anus visibly contracted.
It was this peculiar sensation that made me involuntarily let out a "Oh~~" groan.
I saw my mother get up, turn around, kneel down in front of me, wink at me mischievously, and say, "Son, you and Yihui have never tried deep throat, have you?"
I nodded awkwardly, "Yeah. She doesn't like it."
"Then do you like it?"
"I...I like it." As I said those words, my heart suddenly started beating very fast.
"Then... shall we play again sometime later?"
As Mom said this, she suddenly straddled my stomach, simultaneously guiding my erect penis to her vagina and quickly thrusting it in. Then, with her lips tightly pressed together, she let out a muffled groan that thrilled me: "Mmm..."
Watching my penis disappear into our union, and then feeling that familiar warmth and slippery touch, the thought that it was entering the place where I was born filled me with a strange excitement, causing me to let out an excited moan: "Oh~~"
"Son, was it good?"
"Mmm."
"Is it better than Yi-hui?"
"Mom, don't mention her now."
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about her. I didn't expect you to go soft as soon as I mentioned her."
"…………"
"Hmm... Xiaowei, don't be like a dead fish, move a little... and... grab Mommy's breasts hard... oh... yes, a little harder, don't be afraid... the harder you grab, the more excited Mommy gets... oh... that's it... push your butt... push your butt up hard too... hmm... yours seems longer than Daddy's... it's going in so deep... ah... um..." Mommy suddenly covered her mouth with both hands, but desperately twisted her waist, her expression seemingly painful, yet also feeling very happy.
Seeing Mommy's strange expression, I suddenly felt particularly excited, so much so that the conflicted feelings I had before were all thrown to the back of my mind at this moment, so I pushed my butt up hard, and my hands roughly pinched and squeezed Mommy's pair of hard, light brown nipples.
"Ugh... Xiaowei... good son... it hurts, but it feels so good... son, bite Mommy's nipple harder, okay... ugh... um... oh... ugh... it hurts... I'm... I'm coming..."
As soon as Mom finished speaking, her body arched backward, then sprang back like a spring, and she collapsed weakly onto me, panting heavily.
"Huff... huff... son, you're amazing... even more amazing than your dad..."
"Mom..." I reached out and hugged Mom, gently stroking her smooth back.
"Good son, did you come?" Mom looked up and whispered in my ear.
I shook my head.
"Then... can you continue from behind?"
I looked at her incredulously: "Mom... you want more?"
"Can't I?"
I shook my head helplessly: "I'm afraid you'll get too tired."
"Hehe, your dad always takes two or three hours before letting me rest, so this isn't even a warm-up."
Ugh... hearing what Mom said, I couldn't help but feel that my girlfriend's performance was incredibly weak compared to Mom's.
The Yi-hui I was talking about with my mom earlier is my girlfriend, Lin Yi-hui.
We're childhood sweethearts who grew up in the same neighborhood, but we didn't start dating until we graduated high school and both got into university. We dated for more than half a year before we lost our virginity.
This relationship has lasted almost four years, and we've both met each other's parents. My mother already considers her a future daughter-in-law of the Huang family and has repeatedly urged me to marry her so that the Huang family line can continue and she can hold her grandson soon.
Unexpectedly, before I've even married her, I've inexplicably crossed that taboo with my mother. What if my sister finds out…?
My mind raced with conflicting emotions when I suddenly heard my mother's soft call: "Xiaowei, what's wrong? Come here quickly…"
Seeing my mother kneeling before me, her buttocks raised as she looked back, I quickly composed myself, knelt behind her, and, holding my still-erect penis, aimed it at her already wet vulva. Then, I thrust forward with all my might.
"Oh… you're going in so deep…" my mother gasped softly, covering her mouth.
I gripped my mother's waist tightly with both hands, slowly thrusting my hips forward, pumping back and forth. Seeing this, my mother closed her eyes, letting out soft, deliberately suppressed moans with each thrust.
"Mmm... Xiaowei... Mommy likes you to be a little rougher... Can you hit... hit Mommy's bottom harder..."
"Ah!" Despite my surprise, my hand involuntarily slapped my mother's bottom.
*Smack!*
"Oh... Ouch... So good... Xiaowei, good son, harder..."
*Smack! Smack!*
"Ugh...no...this will make me climax...it's so shameful...Xiaowei...good son...it's so shameful to be hit by my son, but it's also so exciting...ah...ugh..."
Seeing my mother suddenly bury her head in the pillow like an ostrich, and then keep making deliberately suppressed moans, I couldn't help but stop what I was doing and asked in confusion, "Mom, what's wrong?"
My mother looked up at me and said shyly in a low voice, "I'm afraid that if I moan too loudly, I'll wake up my sister."
Hearing this, I was suddenly startled and quickly stopped thrusting.
"Um... Mom, after hearing what you said, I'm not in the mood anymore. Let's find another time." "
Okay. Remember, Mom owes you one."
"Uh... no one owes anyone anything like this, right?"
"I said I do, so it's settled." As she finished speaking, I saw Mom start to put on her clothes, then kissed me on the lips. "Mom's going back to take a shower and rest. I have to go to the company to handle some things later, so you two siblings can take care of yourselves for breakfast."
After Mom left my room, I lay back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, thinking about what had happened from last night until now. The more I thought about it, the more bizarre it seemed.
My previous impression of Mom was that she was a very traditional and conservative woman. Even when watching the news, if she saw news about infidelity or incest, she would vehemently condemn it on TV and repeatedly warn my siblings and me to be careful in choosing friends and to be loyal to our partners... But what happened just now completely overturned my image of her.
Putting everything else aside, the fact that she took the initiative to have sex with me is a big problem.
Logically speaking, if what happened last night was my irrational behavior while drunk, when I woke up just now, even if she didn't punch or kick me, she should at least have shown shame and anger, or scolded me harshly, right?
The problem is, her reaction was as calm as drinking water or eating, so calm that it was as if incest between mother and son was a normal thing, nothing to be surprised about...
"Could it be... that Mom has discovered my secret with my sister?! No! Impossible! If that were the case, my sister would definitely have told me immediately, and Mom wouldn't have said something like 'Do you want to try the real feeling of incest' just now... Strange, what's wrong with Mom? Hmm... I haven't been home for a month, has something big happened at home that I don't know about?"
Lying in bed tossing and turning, thinking wildly for a long time, I gradually became sleepy again, and so I slowly fell asleep.
(II)
I felt that I hadn't been asleep for long when a cold chill suddenly covered my face, making me shiver involuntarily, and my mind instantly became clear.
I opened my eyes to find my younger sister holding a slightly damp towel, glaring at me angrily.
"Huang Yijun, what are you doing?!"
"Huang Zhengwei, did you make love with Mommy last night?!"
"Ah! No...no! You...don't talk nonsense!"
"You dare lie to me! The whole room smells like we made love, and Mommy slept in your room last night. I don't believe you and Mommy just slept together."
"Uh...I...I was drunk last night, I really don't know anything." I answered her guiltily.
"Really?"
Faced with my sister's suspicious gaze, I nodded vigorously without hesitation, intending to deny it completely.
Unexpectedly, my sister suddenly attacked: "Hmph! You stinky brother, you bad brother! You said you only loved one person before, but then you got together with Sister Yihui, and now you've made love with Mommy. No matter what, Huang Zhengwei, I hate you!"
With that, my sister threw the cold towel at my face and stormed out of my bedroom.
"Hey, Yi-jun, you...you have to let me explain."
Looking at the tightly closed door, my outstretched hand finally gave way in despair.
Sigh...thinking about my sister and me gives me a headache.
Because my parents used to work late, I've been taking care of my sister, who's two years younger than me, since I was old enough to understand. Not only do I take care of her daily needs, but after she entered puberty, I not only frequently bought her menstrual products, but also, at her request, accompanied her shopping for underwear—such intimate women's clothing...so it's no exaggeration to say I practically raised her.
Because she's always been dependent on me and clingy, one day when she entered high school, I suddenly realized that she seemed to have developed feelings for me that went beyond sibling affection.
I tried to explain the difference between sibling and romantic feelings, but she just wouldn't listen, even boldly confessing that she only loved me for the rest of her life and wanted to be my girlfriend.
Because I hadn't confessed my feelings to Lin Yihui yet, and my sister was very cute, and I knew her personality and character inside and out, I decided to secretly be with her after a week of consideration.
Admittedly, although my sister could be a little temperamental at times, when we were alone, she was still very much my type. Even when I asked to touch her breasts or give her oral sex, she only hesitated for a moment before agreeing without hesitation.
In other words, aside from breaching her virginity, my sister and I had done everything couples do.
The reason I hesitated to take her virginity was simple: I always believed that a relationship between my sister and me could never blossom, so I wanted to save her precious hymen for a man who truly loved her.
However, sometimes plans don't go as expected.
When Lin Yihui and I officially became boyfriend and girlfriend, and we both lost our virginity, not long after, I discovered that my girlfriend was extremely conservative, so much so that I wondered if she was a woman from ancient times.
During sex, she insisted I turn off the lights and always refused to give me oral sex. Even when I wanted to lick her genitals, she firmly shook her head. If she found my request unacceptable, she would get angry and turn on me.
One day, we had another big argument about sex. Feeling down, I returned home and
saw my sister changing clothes behind her half-open bedroom door. When I saw her mature and
sexy body, I was immediately aroused.
I quickly searched the house and, finding my parents weren't home yet, I boldly pushed open the door, picked up my sister (who was only wearing underwear), and took her to her bed.
With tender kisses and caresses, I slowly removed her underwear, and I quickly took off all my clothes. We then embraced each other naked.
Overwhelmed by lust, I blurted out, "Yi-jun, I want you."
To my surprise, my sister's reaction was, "Really? I've wanted to be your woman for so long."
And so, under her tender gaze, I tore away the seal of her virginity, tears of pain and happiness streaming down her face, making her a real woman.
That year, I was a sophomore in college, and my sister had only lost her virginity a week earlier, having just turned eighteen.
From then on, I was caught between my girlfriend and my sister. The sexual games and techniques I couldn't experience with my girlfriend, I could get with my sister; and although she still felt jealous and complained about Yi-hui and me, as she grew older, she understood the ultimate consequences of forbidden sibling relationships. Therefore, even with her dissatisfaction, she ultimately had to compromise with the cruel reality of society and silently become my mistress.
Actually, after getting a girlfriend, I was once deeply conflicted about my sister's selfless devotion. I once told her that if she found a man who truly loved her, she might as well try dating him. But I never expected that as soon as I brought it up, my sister would stubbornly say, "Brother, if you don't want me, just say so. Don't make up such lame excuses. I'm a person, not a commodity, to be taken or given away at will. Brother, I'm all grown up now, and I can judge what kind of person is my ideal lover. If you really don't want me, then I'll become a nun and make you sad for the rest of your life."
With such a stubborn and obstinate sister, I think even if I found a master of relationships to enlighten her, they probably wouldn't be able to help her.
Sigh... the past is too painful to recall!
If I hadn't agreed to my sister's request back then, or hadn't taken her virginity, this complicated love triangle wouldn't have developed, and now I have another mother...
Distressed, I put on my clothes and went out of my room. Seeing that my sister's door was closed, I took a deep breath, mustered my courage, and gently knocked on her door.
"Yi-jun, are you there? Shall we go out for breakfast together?"
After a while, my sister's sullen voice came from inside the room: "Huang Yi-jun isn't here."
I shook my head helplessly and smiled wryly: "Then who's in Yi-jun's room?"
"…………"
I turned the doorknob slightly and found it wasn't locked, so I opened the door and went into my sister's room.
"Sweetie, still angry?"
My sister sat on the bed, looking at the teddy bear in her arms, without replying.
"Okay, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, but I didn't want it to be like this."
"Then why did you lie to me just now!? You clearly made love with Mommy all night, but you still denied it."
"No… it wasn't that exaggerated! I… I only remember half a time."
"Half a time?" My sister finally looked up, looking at me in confusion, "You didn't ejaculate? Or did Mommy only blow-feed you, and there wasn't any real sex?"
"Something like that…" I answered evasively.
"You're lying! If you didn't ejaculate, why does your room smell so strongly of that?"
"Is it that obvious?"
"Of course! You always smell like that after you make love. Last night, I was going to wait for Mommy to come out of your room before I went to find you, but I waited all night and Mommy just wouldn't go back to her room to sleep with Daddy."
"Ah! You...you didn't sleep all night
, did you?" "Um...I eventually fell asleep, and I only woke up when I heard Mommy come out of your room."
I sat down next to my sister, lovingly hugged her, and gently kissed her lips, softly saying, "Sweetie, I'm sorry. I didn't know the sesame oil chicken we ate yesterday was so potent. I suspect Mommy put more than two bottles of alcohol in it, which is why I fell for her trick."
At this point, I suddenly thought of my mother's strange behavior and nervously asked her, "Sweetie, has Mommy found out about us? Otherwise, why would she..."
"I didn't tell Mommy." "
Then why? Logically speaking, Mommy should be very opposed to this kind of thing..."
"Brother, you said you only love me. Since what happened last night wasn't your doing, let's just forget about it this time. But you can't make love to Mommy anymore."
"Hehe, I wasn't satisfied just now, do you want to help me?"
My sister opened her mouth, then hesitated, and after a moment said hesitantly, "Um... my period suddenly came. If... if you want it, I can use my mouth to help you..."
Hearing my sister say that, I realized she was wearing long pants today. I initially thought that since she was inconvenient, I could just let it go, but then I inadvertently calculated her period and realized the dates seemed off.
Based on my understanding of her, her period shouldn't start until next week. How come her period suddenly started as soon as I mentioned wanting to have sex with her?
Was my sister still upset about what happened earlier and was making excuses to avoid it?
Since she was unwilling, I didn't want to force her, so I suppressed my doubts, patted her shoulder, and said casually, "If it's inconvenient, then forget it. Hmm, are you hungry now? Do you want to go out for breakfast with your brother?"
"Okay." My sister had just stood up when she suddenly sat back down on the bed. "Brother, go out and wait a bit, I need to change my clothes."
"Oh."
I walked out of the room without thinking much of it, only to find that my sister had not only closed the door but also locked it. This strange behavior immediately puzzled and confused me.
In the past, when she said she needed to change clothes, sometimes she would change openly in front of me, and sometimes she would ask me to leave reservedly, but regardless of whether she had her period or not, she would never lock the door like she was guarding against a thief.
Could it be that after only a month away from home, the relationship between my sister and me had become so distant?
Not long after I started to wonder, I heard the sound of the door opening.
Seeing my sister come out of the room, I couldn't help but frown.
Although a cold front has been hitting these past few days, the temperature today doesn't seem cold enough to warrant bundled up like a dumpling.
You said it's understandable to wear skinny jeans during your period, but wearing a long down jacket that reaches halfway down your thighs seems a bit excessive!
"Yi-jun, is it that cold today?"
"Yeah. Brother, let's hurry." My sister gave a few perfunctory replies and quickly grabbed my hand, practically pushing and pulling me out of the house.
Arriving at a breakfast shop near our home, after ordering our food, we found a quiet corner to sit down when I noticed my sister's strange behavior again.
Since we've always been secretly together, my sister still considers me her boyfriend, so whenever we have a chance to be alone, she always tries to stick close to me. But today, she was unusually sitting across from me. Although she chatted casually with me, I occasionally caught a fleeting glimpse of panic and confusion in her eyes.
I ate breakfast at a leisurely pace, casually chatting with my sister on the surface, but secretly observing her every move.
The more I observed, the more I felt something was off about her, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
Several times I considered asking her directly, but then I thought, since she was intentionally hiding it from me, I figured I wouldn't get any answers no matter how much I asked.
I suppressed my doubts, finished breakfast with my sister, and then strolled around the neighborhood for a while before finally taking her hand and heading home. As soon as we got home, she hurriedly went into her room and locked it. She didn't open the door until she had changed her clothes, then quickly left.
I sat in the living room, bored, holding the remote and constantly changing TV channels, while my sister sat on the sofa diagonally opposite me, scrolling through her phone, occasionally glancing up to chat with me.
In short, my interactions with my sister weren't as intimate as they used to be.
The eerie atmosphere lasted for a while, and I couldn't stand the strange sense of alienation any longer. So I found the game console in the TV cabinet, turned around and asked my sister, "Yi-jun, shall we play Wii together? It's been so long since we played."
"Sure."
We found a snow-skiing game and played for a while. Gradually, we finally felt the same intimate interaction we used to have.
While we were playing, I deliberately stood behind my sister, held her hands and raised them high. I imitated the motion of skiing down and swung them down forcefully. As I bent my knees and waist, the movement was so big that my sister's shirt rode up and exposed her lower back.
When I saw her lower back, I was shocked and stared blankly at that part for a long time without saying a word.
(III)
In the past, my sister and I would play around and even play this game. In the end, we would unknowingly turn into a doggy-style position with the woman in front and the man behind. We would have a big battle right there in the living room.
Therefore, normally, seeing my sister's lower back exposed wouldn't be surprising. The problem was that her once flawless lower back now suddenly had many striking, jarring lines, which made things more complicated.
My sister seemed to notice my unusual behavior. When she turned to look at me and followed my gaze to where it was focused, she quickly stood up, nervously pulled down her clothes, and looked at me with a flustered expression: "Brother, what are you looking at?"
I snapped out of my daze and said in an icy tone, "There seems to be something on your lower back."
"No...nothing, there's nothing there."
"Huang Yijun! You come here." My face darkened, and my tone involuntarily turned stern.
"What's wrong!"
"Huang Yijun, if you don't come over by the time I count to three, don't blame me for being impolite."
"Brother~~"
I remained unmoved and started counting: "One."
"Brother, why are you so fierce! There's really nothing behind me."
"Two."
"Huang Zhengwei, what's wrong with you!"
"Little bitch, are you being disobedient?"
"Brother...please, don't force me, okay?"
I had already used my trump card, but I didn't expect my sister to still resist so stubbornly. So without saying a word, I rushed forward, grabbed her, pushed her down onto the sofa, and then turned her around so that her back was facing me. At the same time, I swiftly lifted her shirt and pulled down her sweatpants.
"Brother, let me go! Don't look!"
"What is this! Tell me!"
"It's...it's just a tattoo."
"Why would you want a tattoo?"
"It's just...it's fashionable and looks good."
Looking at my sister's evasive and guilty gaze, my heart couldn't help but clench.
Because on my sister's lower back, there was an unfinished tattoo design.
It was a phoenix with orange-yellow lines as the background.
About three finger widths above her lower back, in the center, was a phoenix head, about the size of a fifty-dollar coin, resembling a phoenix raising its head and crying. Extending downwards from there was a body and a pair of large, fully open, upward-flying, fiery red wings. The wings were positioned precisely at her lower back, extending from the center of her spine outwards, circling her sides to her waist. Her long tail feathers extended from her tailbone down to her buttocks, but because they were covered by her pants, I couldn't tell exactly where they ended.
If it were just this design, I wouldn't feel such pain, but besides this unfinished, outline-only phoenix design, my sister also had a completed tattoo on her right buttock; and this design was exactly the same as the one I'd seen on my mother's buttocks that morning
—a five-colored butterfly with thin, half-open wings, waiting for the wind to rise and dance.
My fingertips trembled as I lightly touched the two designs, finding rough, raised scars, suggesting they were recently done and the wounds were healing and scabbing over.
Suppressing my agonizing pain, I asked in a low voice, "Who gave you permission to get a tattoo? Do Mom and Dad know?"
"Well... Dad said... tattoos on women look sexy and beautiful, so from now on, every woman in our Huang family will have a five-colored butterfly tattooed on her body as a symbol of family membership."
I stared at my sister in disbelief, speechless for a long time.
Dad actually asked my sister to get a tattoo?!
How... how could he do such a thing?!
My sister is his biological daughter, not some random adopted child!
How could he ask her to get a tattoo!
She's not some delinquent who hangs out with bad boys, not studying and not doing anything right!
Now with these marks on her body, how will she ever get married?!
Taking a deep breath, suppressing my anger, I pressed on with a stern face, "What about the design on your lower back? It's so big, how will you ever get married?"
"I'll only marry my brother. If he doesn't like me, I'd rather live alone, or even become a nun."
"Become a nun? Even if you wanted to, people would refuse a woman with tattoos!"
"How do you know?"
"I guessed."
"Ugh! Huang Zhengwei, you're so boring!"
"Don't try to change the subject! Tell me honestly, was the other design your own idea, or... Dad's?"
"Well... when Dad took someone to get a tattoo three weeks ago, the tattoo artist designed this new design, and Dad said that young people should try new things, so..."
Damn! He actually tried this kind of thing!?
Doesn't he know that this is a mark that will be hard to erase for a lifetime?
"Why didn't you refuse?"
"He's Dad! How could I not listen to Dad? He said that if I don't listen, I'm unfilial, what can I do? I originally thought that I only needed to get one design, but then I had to get another one at the last minute. I was really stuck."
Seeing my sister's eyes suddenly well up with tears, I couldn't help but burst into tears as well.
"Brother..."
I tenderly stroked the countless raised wounds, asking softly, "Does it still hurt now?" "
The first time I cut the lines, when I was drawing the outline, it really hurt. Later, when I was shading, it was a little better when I was coloring. Now it's starting to scab over, and it doesn't hurt anymore."
"Hmm... how big is this design?"
"Um... about... like this..."
"I think it's bigger than that, right? If you don't tell me the truth, I'll take off my pants to see." "
No! Okay, okay, I'll tell you, the rest are just the lines for the tail." Seeing that
my sister seemed to be avoiding the main point, my curiosity was aroused even more, so when she wasn't paying attention, I suddenly pulled my pants down to my buttocks and then forcefully pulled them down to my feet.
"Ah! Brother! What are you doing! Don't look!"
Seeing the complete design, I couldn't help but swear. "Damn! This is what you meant by just the outline of a tail? Nothing more!?"
My sister was right; it was indeed the outline of a tail, but those ten long, gracefully curved tail feathers stretched from her buttocks to the junction of her thighs and the back of her knees. Besides that, her legs also had a subtle pattern I couldn't decipher, with several small orange-red feathers arranged all the way to her ankles, making it look like feathers scattered from a phoenix.
In other words, my sister had tattoos in several places on her legs.
No wonder she was wearing long pants all day!
"Brother, don't be angry! It's not finished yet, but it'll be beautiful when it's done."
"Damn! It's not finished yet? How do you even know when it's finished?"
"The tattoo artist said that tattooing is like painting with oils, so the colors are applied layer by layer. What you see now are just lines. Once the other colors are added, the layers will come out, and it will be very beautiful." "
Your beautiful legs are my favorite part. I didn't expect Dad to even go for this!"
"Brother, it has a meaning. The artist said that the tails of those down feathers actually symbolize lotus flowers, which represent purity and elegance."
Hearing her say this, I couldn't help but lean closer to take a closer look, and then I discovered that the curled tails of those down feathers did indeed vaguely resemble the outline of a lotus flower.
After looking at the tattoos, I sighed deeply, suppressing the resentment and heartache in my heart. Gently stroking the raised scars, I slowly asked, "Little darling, tell your brother the truth, what happened while I was away?"
"Everything was fine at home, nothing happened."
"I don't believe you."
"Brother, really nothing happened, please don't ask anymore. I... I'm going back to my room."
Seeing my sister struggling to get up, I immediately pressed her down hard, my face grim, and said loudly, "Disobedient little bitch! If you don't tell the truth, your brother will really spank you!"
"Waaah, little bitch is naughty, brother, hit me if you want, just kill the little bitch!"
My arm, which was already raised high, softened when I saw the tattoos on my sister's body and the tears welling up in her eyes, and I lowered my hand.
"My little darling, please tell your brother, okay?" As I said this, I suddenly remembered my sister's behavior—it was all Dad's doing. So… a terrible thought flashed through my mind. "My little darling, tell your brother honestly, is it Dad who…"
"No…no. Brother, I'm your obedient little bitch, and I'll only ever love you. Don't overthink it."
"Little bitch" is my most intimate nickname for my sister.
The reason I call her that is because that time we were playing video games in the living room, and it turned into a full-blown sex session. While I was doing it to her from behind, I jokingly said, "My little darling, you look like a wanton little bitch right now. How about I call you 'little bitch' from now on?"
And my sister's answer was to turn around and look at me, barking excitedly twice: "Woof! Woof!"
So, sometimes when we're alone, I sometimes call her "little bitch," and I've even imitated scenes from porn movies, playing dog-slave training games with her a few times.
Unexpectedly, even after using my last trump card, my sister still wouldn't tell me the truth, which made me both angry and anxious.
She struggled fiercely, and I tried my best to subdue her, and we wrestled. However, my sister was naturally weaker than me, and her pants were hanging up her ankles, making it difficult for her to move. So, I quickly gained the upper hand.
When she turned to face me, and I straddled her, holding her hands high above my head, I inadvertently saw her belly button revealed by the lifted hem of her clothes, and I was once again speechless with astonishment.
Finally managing to look away, when my gaze fell on my sister's face, and then, when it inadvertently swept over her chest, I froze instantly.
"Brother, what are you doing! Let me go!"
Hearing this, I snapped out of my shock and, without a word, lifted my sister's shirt up to her neck with one hand. Seeing her breasts, I felt all my strength drain away instantly. I weakly released her, sat down beside her, buried my head between my knees, and remained silent.
"Brother..."
"Don't call me that! I don't have such a lewd and shameless sister!"
"How am I lewd and shameless! How can you say that about me!"
I snapped angrily, "You say you don't? Fine! I'll ask you, what's on your stomach and nipples?"
"Just... a belly button ring and a nipple ring..."
"Then why is there a gauze covering your left nipple? Is your nipple injured?"
"No... just... yesterday Dad took me to get another design..."
"Damn it! Dad! Why Dad again! What does he want to turn you into? Don't tell me that getting nipple and belly button rings was Dad's idea."
"He...he said...years..."
I immediately interjected, "Young people should try more new things, right?"
My sister lowered her head, nervously twisting her fingers, and softly hummed in agreement.
"Damn it! Can you stop being so slow, like squeezing toothpaste? I only reveal a little bit after I discover it, okay?
Please, just be straightforward! Tell me, what exactly happened?"
"Brother... I..."
"Look at your body, look at what it's become!"
After hearing this, my sister suddenly threw herself into my arms and burst into tears: "I didn't want this to happen! But Dad always uses the excuse that 'disobedience is unfilial' to shut me up, what can I do?"
I hugged my sister tenderly, patted her back gently, and said softly, "Hey~~ Filial piety depends on the person and the situation!
Is what you're doing really filial piety?"
"I... I don't know."
"Then what does Dad want?"
"He... he said... a woman's body is the most beautiful canvas... if the artist designs a good pattern in the future, he hopes to tattoo it all on my body..."
"Damn it! Isn't that enough? Does he plan to cover your entire body with patterns? Why doesn't he ask Mom?"
"Dad said Mom's is still in the design phase because she has a job and has many things to consider..."
After hearing what my sister said, I really didn't know what to do.
Although I just said that filial piety depends on the person and the situation, thinking about it from another perspective, if I were in that situation today, honestly, I wouldn't know what to do either.
But the problem is, how could Dad have such a perverted hobby?
If I hadn't discovered Mom and my sister's secret today, I would never have known that the father who gave me life, raised me, and nurtured me to grow up carefree, the good father I always thought of, was actually this kind of person?
I held my sister tightly, patting her back and comforting her for a long time before cupping her face, wiping away her tears, kissing her lips, and softly saying, "My darling, let's leave this house, okay?"
"Where to?"
"To a place where Mom and Dad can't find us."
"Then where will we live? What about living expenses, school, um... your dearest Yi-hui... can you really give all that up?"
"Uh... I..."
"Brother, don't lie to yourself. I've considered everything you said, but given our current situation, what you just said is actually an immature idea lacking consideration."
"Then what should we do? Am I just going to watch you suffer?"
"Um... it's not that serious. The first time I got a tattoo, I was really scared, but after going a few times and seeing other people's work, I slowly realized that it's actually a form of body art. Brother, don't you think the designs on other people's bodies are beautiful? The tattoo artists put a lot of thought into the designs, and they also have to pay attention to small details when tattooing, so their work is actually very hard."
"Uh...you..." At this point, I suddenly remembered what my sister had said this morning. "Right, didn't you say you were going to see me last night? If you really came, weren't you afraid I'd find out this secret?"
"As long as the lights aren't on, you shouldn't find out, right?"
"Uh...am I that stupid? At least I would notice the belly ring and nipple ring, right?"
"Silly brother, I took them off last night, okay? The piercing technician said that for the first six months after getting piercings, you have to wear them often so the holes don't close up, so I put them back on this morning after I woke up."
"And what about the gauze on your chest?"
"Hmm...I forgot..."
"Then tell me honestly, how many rings do you have?"
"Does brother really want to know?"
"Yes."
"Then let's go to a hotel room, and the little bitch will let brother do a full-body checkup?"
"Didn't you say it wasn't convenient because of your period?"
"Oh dear~~I was just afraid you'd find out and get angry, so I had to make up an excuse. Look at you, you looked really scary when you were angry just now."
"Nonsense! My fair-skinned, cute, and pretty little sister suddenly turned into this. Do you think I wouldn't be angry?"
"Come on, she's already like this. Instead of comforting her, you're being so mean to her."
"Fine, go change your clothes."
"Okay, I'll be done soon."
After discovering her sister's secret, she went back to her room to change. Although she still closed the door, she no longer locked it like she was guarding against a thief. I didn't know whether to feel relieved or...heartbroken.
(IV)
I drove my sister to a motel about a fifteen-minute drive from our home. After entering the room, my sister told me to wait for her on the bed while she took her bag and went into the bathroom alone—a bathroom surrounded by opaque frosted glass.
After waiting for about fifteen minutes, I saw my sister wrapped in a bath towel and carrying her bag as she walked out of the bathroom.
When my sister placed her bag on the dressing table and slowly walked to the bedside, gently unwrapping her towel in front of me to reveal her naked, alluring body, my previously tense heart finally felt relieved, as if a huge weight had been lifted from
my chest. Aside from two bell-shaped nipple rings and a heart-shaped belly button ring, I didn't see any other jewelry.
However, when she wrapped her arms around my neck and brought her face close to kiss me, I sensed something was amiss.
There was a small star-shaped nose ring on her left nostril, and when she extended her tongue into my mouth, my tongue immediately felt the cold metallic touch.
When I parted her long, smooth, reddish-brown hair, I discovered that her ears were like an earring exhibition—at least eight piercings in one ear, each adorned with earrings of various colors.
"Hmm... little bitch, aren't you going a bit too far? Let me count, one, two, three, four... hmm, how come there are earlobes and cartilage?"
"I just think they look nice. Lots of girls in my class wear these things. Let me tell you, these are real gems, diamonds or crystals, not cheap glass."
"Uh... you wouldn't wear them that extravagantly in class, would you?"
"It's okay if my hair covers them. But even if someone saw them, no one would be as surprised as you are." "
Besides these, is there anything else?"
"Guess."
My eyes scanned back and forth several times, but I couldn't find anything. Just as I was stroking my chin and racking my brains, I inadvertently noticed my sister's tightly closed legs, and my heart suddenly skipped a beat!
So without saying a word, I pushed my sister down, then opened her legs, and saw a small round ring hanging on her clitoris, and after parting her labia, I saw a ruby ring above her urethra.
That's nothing compared to what's truly outrageous. Her vulva was adorned with six tiny gold rings.
I swallowed hard, my voice trembling, and said, "Uh...this...this...is also...Daddy's idea?"
"Daddy said it's sexy."
"Ah! Then...then Daddy has seen your whole body?"
"Daddy said he's seen my body since I was little, he even changed my diapers a lot when I was a kid, he's seen every part of my body..." "
Hmm...then...what did Daddy take you to get tattooed yesterday?"
"Oh. I specially chose this for my brother, Daddy has no idea what this little bitch is thinking."
"Uh...can I see it now?"
"Sure."
As she finished speaking, my sister slowly tore open the breathable tape on the gauze over her left breast. Soon, above her left breast, there was a design about the size of a fist.
It was a circle made up of six slightly larger hearts surrounded by countless smaller hearts. The tips of the six large hearts each branch out into two ribbons of tiny, shimmering stars, forming a six-pointed star magic circle.
"What's this?"
"This design is called 'True Love Connected by Stars,' meaning the little bitch's affections are entrusted to the stars, hoping they can convey her longing and love for her brother to him who is studying away from home. However, the little bitch hasn't decided what to tattoo in the blank space yet. Brother, would you like to design something for me?"
Hmm… Hearing my sister's words, it would be a lie to say I wasn't moved, but I didn't want her to suffer any more; besides, I really couldn't accept adding so many colorful patterns to her body.
"This...isn't that a bit much? Aren't tattoos painful? Honestly, I don't want you to suffer."
"Brother, you're so sweet. But this time, it's from the bottom of my heart that I want to get a tattoo for you as a keepsake, so please grant my wish."
"Hmm...let me think about it."
"It's okay, tell me when you've thought it through. Brother, I haven't made love in a long time."
Looking into my sister's bright, watery eyes, I couldn't help but kiss her lips, and she responded passionately with her tongue—the one with the pierced tongue ring.
Feeling the coolness of the metal ball on her tongue gave me a strange pleasure. As our tongues gently touched, they gradually evolved into a chase and intertwining, and my hands skillfully grasped my sister's high, firm breasts, kneading and playing with them lightly and heavily. Under my teasing, my sister's breathing gradually quickened, and she let out sweet moans.
"Mmm...uh..."
After a passionate kiss, I gazed tenderly at my sister, and she gazed back at me with equal affection.
After a brief exchange of glances, understanding each other's feelings, my sister pushed me down first, taking the initiative to undress me. Then she turned and knelt, we assuming a 69 position, her pink, pierced vulva facing my face. She then knelt between my legs, taking my semi-erect penis into her mouth.
As she diligently performed oral sex on me, I reciprocated by licking her tender vulva with my tongue.
"Mmm... Brother, so... so good... This little bitch loves it when brother licks my pussy..."
"Little bitch, brother suddenly realized that after you put a ring on your pussy, it's really sexy and lewd."
"I'm a lewd little bitch trained by brother... so it doesn't matter what brother thinks or how he plays with me... as long as brother likes it. Mmm... Brother... please use your finger to insert into this little bitch..."
I inserted my middle finger into my sister's tender pussy while teasing her, "Hehe, it's only been a month since I last saw you, and you've become so lewd and want it so much..."
"Making love with brother is so comfortable... When you're not here, I can only use my little red one, and while I'm doing it, I imagine that this is brother's penis, but it's always just a little bit off..."
"Oh, did you bring it with you?"
"Mmm." My sister hummed softly.
"Then go get it, and I'll do my best to satisfy you today."
"Okay."
As my sister jumped off the bed and quickly walked to the dressing table, taking out the pink vibrator I gave her from her bag, the bell-shaped nipple rings hanging from her chest jingled with her steps, which made me feel both novel and inexplicably excited, but also a bit bittersweet and strangely incongruous.
"Brother, what are you looking at?"
"The bells on your nipples. Hmm... why did you think of wearing nipple rings like that?"
"Hehe, are they pretty?"
"Hmm... quite unique. But, with the bells on, you can't wear a bra, right?"
"Of course, but I specially prepared these for you, brother. I don't usually wear them."
"Why?"
"Because I'm the slutty little bitch you trained, brother."
"Hmm... you really do have a slutty vibe..."
"Brother..."
Looking at the vibrator and lubricant my sister handed me, I couldn't help but swallow. I took the things from her hand and immediately applied the lubricant to the vibrator. My sister was already half-lying on the headboard, her index finger hooking her lips, her legs spread open in an M shape, her watery, seductive eyes gazing at the vibrator in my hand, waiting for my favor.
I expertly turned on the switch, and the quiet room was immediately filled with the low hum of the motor. Upon hearing this sound, my sister closed her eyes, and at the same time, her index finger slid towards her clitoris, rubbing it and the clitoral ring while saying in a rapid, panting voice, "Brother, this little bitch wants..."
"Wants what?" I asked while licking my sister's tender vulva.
"Wants brother... brother's... cock." My sister answered with her eyes closed, twisting her buttocks.
"Not yet. Brother will use Little Red to make this little bitch feel good first."
As I finished speaking, I parted my sister's labia with two fingers and then slowly inserted the vibrator into her vagina.
"Ugh... Brother... slower... it hurts a little."
"What's wrong?"
"Little Red just touched my... vaginal ring..."
"Should we take it off?"
"No need, when I play with myself in front of the mirror... I see the little red dot on my vulva and feel so lewd, but also so excited... Brother, just a little lower... like this angle... Oh... my vulva feels so full... so satisfying..."
Seeing my sister's lewd expression as she closed her eyes and enjoyed herself, my lust instantly flared up.
Just as my sister said, when I used the vibrator to thrust into my sister's vulva, the ruby-encrusted vaginal ring, the one above the urethral opening, appeared and disappeared with the thrusting motion, creating an indescribable eerie and visually stunning effect.
The buzzing of the motor came and went, and knowing my sister's sensitive spots, she soon began to twist her body and shout under my vibrator's onslaught: "Ah--I'm coming... I'm coming... Brother, this little bitch is going to pee... Ah~~"
With my sister's high-pitched moans, her body tensed up instantly, her hands gripped the sheets tightly, and her ten toes curled inward. Then she suddenly lay weakly on the bed, and her pink vulva gushed out streams of clear fluid the moment I pulled out the vibrator.
"Hehe, little bitch, you came so quickly today?"
My sister lay on the bed panting for a long time before slowly opening her eyes. Her gaze was unfocused as she looked at me, and she said between breaths, "Because...it was too...too exciting."
"Then...is that enough for today?"
"Brother, you're being too much! I've waited a month, and you only played with me once? That's not enough! This little bitch wants more."
"Uh...are you that thirsty?"
"You have the nerve to laugh at me! You live outside and can make love with Sister Yihui every day, while I can only think of you with my little red..."
"Um...I'm sorry, my dear little bitch."
"Hmph!"
"Hmm...how about...I call the front desk and add another session, and I'll satisfy you properly today?"
"Hmph, that's more like it."
Although there was still more than an hour before checkout, I was afraid that I would get a disappointing reminder call halfway through with my sister, so I took the initiative to call and ask to extend the rest time.
After hanging up the phone, I glanced at my sister. She was beaming with happiness when she pounced on me, pushing me down onto the bed and straddling me, kissing me passionately.
We kissed passionately for a while. As I watched her guide my already erect penis into her wet vagina, I suddenly remembered something and grabbed her hand, asking, "Did you take your medicine today?"
"Don't worry, I took it before leaving." My sister kissed my lips, then gave me a reproachful look. "Brother, when are you going to let me have your baby?"
"Hmm…we're still studying…we'll talk about it after graduation."
My sister immediately pouted. "Hmph, you always use that excuse to get me. If I ever really have a problem with it, I'll deliberately skip my pills during my fertile period and make you a babysitter early."
Despite her complaints, she still aimed my penis at her vagina and slowly inserted it.
"Oh! Little bitch, slow down..."
"What's wrong?"
"The labia ring seems to be stuck on the glans." I said, frowning.
"Pfft~~ Oh, sorry... Hehe... Brother, I'm sorry, but it's just too funny... Hahaha..."
"Damn it! You little bitch dare to make fun of your brother! Get up, I'm going to fuck you from behind and spank your ass as punishment."
"Brother~~"
"Even if you call me master, it won't work! I'm not buying it now, get up!"
"Hmm... Then hit me lightly later... The little bitch's tattoo scars haven't fully healed yet..."
"Then we'll see how you do."
After my sister got up and knelt on the bed with her butt facing me, I held my penis and carefully and slowly inserted it into that 'mechanically designed' pink and tender cunt.
"Oh... little bitch, this feels so strange, my pussy feels different than before, it feels so tight..."
"Mmm... brother... so deep... so full... it hurts a little, but it feels so satisfying..."
I tried to slowly thrust in and out, and my sister's pussy, at this moment, was like a vacuum cleaner with extremely strong suction, constantly sucking my penis, making me almost unable to hold back from ejaculating.
"Oh, no! It's too tight!"
"Hmm... should the little bitch remove the ring first? The little bitch wants brother to fuck her longer."
"No need, I'll get used to it first." I desperately took deep breaths, trying to suppress the urge to ejaculate.
After a while, I felt that the desire to ejaculate was not so strong, and I slowly thrust in and out.
At this moment, I inadvertently glanced at the wall and found that there was a large mirror embedded there, which perfectly reflected the image of my sister and me having sex.
"Little bitch, look at the mirror on the wall. Doesn't your body look very lewd?"
"Hmm... Brother... This little bitch feels so ashamed, but... and so excited..."
"Did you see the butterfly on your butt? It looks like it's really flying around on your butt."
"Brother, don't say that, it's embarrassing!"
"But now I suddenly think your body is so beautiful, so sexy... especially the phoenix on your lower back, it looks... Huh? Wait a minute, what's that?"
My previous focus was on my sister's lower back and butt, but just now, after my sister heard what I said, she turned her head to the wall, and her long hair spread out to both sides, allowing me to catch a glimpse of the back of her neck, where a patch of blue was faintly visible.
Parting her hair, I saw a palm-sized blue tattoo on the back of her neck.
My sister glanced at the mirror and said nonchalantly, "This is the Southern Cross. Dad said there used to be a very famous band in Japan called 'Southern Cross,' and he really liked that band, so he told me to get this tattoo as a memento."
"Hmm...aren't you afraid people will see it?" "
Dad said tattoos are meant to be admired, and he said that a tattoo on the neck is a relatively common spot, and society is more accepting of it."
Uh...public acceptance doesn't mean I can accept it!
The problem is, it's already tattooed, what can I say!
"Hmm, how many tattoos do you have?"
"Only these for now, I promise I'm not lying to you this time, brother."
"Currently? You mean you'll add more later?"
"I don't know, but don't forget, brother, I've already reserved the center spot of the 'True Love Star' on your little bitch's nipples."
What can I do since my sister said that?
Since I can't change it, I can only try to accept it.
Amidst a whirlwind of thoughts, my sister's sweet voice suddenly rang in my ears: "Brother, why did you suddenly stop moving? What are you thinking about?"
"Uh...nothing, I just suddenly think this phoenix is especially beautiful." "
Really?"
"Of course, look for yourself." I quickly made up an excuse.
So, as my sister stared intently at the mirror, I began to increase the frequency of my thrusts. But for some reason, whenever I forcefully slammed into my sister's buttocks, the ripples from her hips caused by the vibrations, I suddenly noticed that the five-colored butterflies on her buttocks and the phoenix on her lower back seemed to come alive instantly with the vibrations, dancing and swirling around my sister's body, possessing an indescribable eerie and alluring beauty.
However, while I was having sex with my sister...

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