sleepwalking

I am a teenage girl living with my brother and parents. Our life was generally happy and fulfilling.
However, about six months ago, my brother couldn't find a job after graduating from university, which caused him to become anxious and sometimes even sleepwalk.
When I first heard the term "sleepwalking," I was genuinely frightened because I often saw scenes of sleepwalkers wielding knives and committing murder in movies and TV shows. But after the doctor's explanation, we learned that reality wasn't as exaggerated as depicted in dramas.
I don't fully understand the details, but my brother's condition is relatively mild, and he shouldn't do anything harmful. Most importantly, when he sleepwalks, don't wake him. After he finishes sleepwalking, he will naturally return to sleep, and when he wakes up, he won't remember what he did while sleepwalking.
However, he himself doesn't know what he's doing while sleepwalking, so ultimately, something bad happened.
Here's what happened:
About five months ago, late one night, I felt the urge to urinate in my sleep, so I got out of bed to go to the bathroom. Because I was in such a hurry and so sleepy, I forgot to lock the door as soon as I entered the bathroom. I just closed it and hurriedly took off my clothes, then plopped down on the toilet to urinate.
Just as I finished, the toilet door suddenly opened. I looked up and saw it was my brother.
(Wow!)
I almost screamed, but quickly covered my mouth with my hand because I saw his eyes were tightly closed. I knew he was sleepwalking, and I didn't dare make a sound so as not to wake him.
He came in and went straight to the toilet. That's when I realized he was also there to urinate.
I wanted to stand up to avoid him, but it was too late. He was standing too close to the toilet; if I stood up now, I would definitely bump into him. I could only continue sitting and wait and see.
Of course, there was no space to put my pants back on, so I had to leave my genitals exposed. Luckily, my brother's eyes were closed, so he couldn't see anything, otherwise it would have been incredibly embarrassing.
It was the first time I'd ever seen a man urinate, and I was watching him face-to-face! Apparently, men urinate like women, with their legs spread. When he spread his legs, I had to spread mine even wider to avoid our four legs touching.
This spread-leg position also pried open the labia of my vagina, and I vaguely felt a chill inside. Although no one else saw, being in such an indecent position in front of my own brother still made me blush.
Then, needless to say, my brother pulled down his pants and took out his penis to urinate.
When I saw him make that move, I was startled again and quickly covered my face with my hands, not daring to look. I just hoped that his urine would hit the puddle and not splash on me. (Because usually after he and Dad urinated, the rim of the toilet and the floor next to it were covered with yellow urine stains; maybe men always make a mess after urinating.) I couldn't wait for my
brother to finish urinating and leave. But after waiting for a while, there was still no movement, no sound of water as I expected. I couldn't help but peek through my fingers, and oh my god, I saw my brother constantly stroking his penis with his hand; he was having sex! He actually had sex in front of his own sister!
Even though he was sleepwalking and didn't know what he was doing, I was still a little annoyed.
(Fine, you want to have sex in front of me? I'll see how you men have sex, and see what's so great about your penis.)
Fueled by anger and curiosity, I simply lowered my hands from my face and openly watched my brother have sex.
His penis was very long; one hand couldn't completely encircle it. The liver-colored glans protruded from between his thumb and forefinger. Upon closer inspection, the swollen tip of the glans had something like lips, with a small hole in the middle—that's probably where men urinate. I compared it with my palm
and fingers; my brother's penis was about five inches long and an inch thick, with the glans being an inch and a half thick. Thinking back to my own narrow vagina, if my future husband's penis were also this thick and long, I'd be fucked to death!
Lost in thought, I was suddenly overcome with climax as my brother ejaculated, white semen spurting from the tip of his penis and spraying directly onto my face. I tried to cover my face, but it was too late. He continued his stroking motion, semen flowing out continuously. I felt a warm sensation in my genitals; he had ejaculated onto my genitals as well.
Oh no! My legs were wide open, my private parts completely exposed, and he got hit right in the face.
I quickly reached for toilet paper, but as luck would have it, my brother, after ejaculating, also reached for it. Our hands touched, and it was too late to pull away. He grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand towards his genitals.
I looked up and saw that my brother was still unconscious, so I didn't dare to struggle and simply let my hand go.
It turned out my brother was using my hand as toilet paper, wiping his penis back and forth between my palm and hand.

虽然已经软了下来，但哥哥的那话儿少说也还有四寸长，而且我的手还感觉到它的温热。
抹了一会，他终于放下我的手，拉拉抽水掣，然后便穿回裤子离去。
虽然身上好几处地方都沾上了哥哥的秽液，不过我早给吓得魂不附体，哪敢还在厕所多作逗留？于是我也匆匆穿回裤子离去，回到睡房才小心地抹去身上的秽液。
当我要抹下身时，才发现先前在慌忙间忘了穿回内裤，只穿了睡裤便跑回睡房。于是我把全身抹乾净后，便回到厕所，想把内裤取回。
来到厕所门口，见木门虚掩，灯还亮着，我正在想︰一定是我刚才忘记关灯了。一边想，一边顺手把门推开，不料哥哥原来在里头，还把我的内裤放在鼻子旁嗅着。
我以为他又再梦游，但他转过头来，我见他双眼打开着，眼中还闪出妖异的光芒……分明就是已经醒过来。
我们四眼交投。我想把内裤取回，又怕会造成更大的尴尬。我想，不如就当做什么也没发生过。
我想转身离开，但刚转过身，哥哥却从后把我拦腰抱着，其中一只手掌从我睡衣下摆伸进去，隔着乳罩搓捏我的乳房。
『哥……你想要干什么……』我觉得不对头，但为免吵醒爸爸妈妈，我还是尽量把嗓子压低。
『没什么……刚才不小心弄髒了你的下身，所以想帮你清洁一下，不然你会怀孕的……』他一边说，一边把另一只从我裤头伸进去，用手中那被搓成一团的内裤，摩擦着我的私处。
不是说，梦游的人在醒来后，会记不起梦游时所做过的事情来吗？为什么哥哥会知道他曾经把他的东西射到我的下体来？
但我已没空去细想这个问题了，因为哥哥正在用我那柔软的丝质内裤轻揉着我的阴道口，把我弄得趐趐痒痒的，而我的乳尖，也给他另一只手挑逗得发硬起来了。
不过我的理性也给他刚才的说话唤醒°°对了，这几天是危险期，如果不彻底把私处的精液清洗，那搞不好还是会有怀孕的机会。
已管不了哥哥对我的轻薄，我只想从他的缠扰挣脱开来，冲进厕所洗澡，但没有成功。我只好口头上警告他，如果他再不放手，我便要大声叫喊了。
哥哥听罢，把手从我睡裤里抽出来，我以为他是要放过我了，殊不知他是要把手中的内裤塞进我口里，使我叫不出声来，我的两只手腕，也随即给他的手紧紧的抓在一起，无法动弹，想把口里的内裤拿出来也不行。
然后哥哥把我从厕所门口拖出大厅，还朝着他睡房的方向前进。
我知道事情不是闹着玩的。我更加努力地挣扎，但我越挣扎，哥哥却越把我箍得紧，在我的屁股贴着他的下身时，我还可以感觉到他的下体又再硬起来，不禁大吃一惊。
想不到才刚发洩过、几分钟前还软绵绵的男性器官，现在又在昂首勃起，而我也终于给推倒在他的床上，这样我不是危险极了么？
哥哥还把我按在床上，他继续用一只手紧扣着我的双腕，另一只手则转到我下身来，抓住我的裤头，想把我的睡裤扯下来。我双脚乱踢，虽然成功阻止他把我的裤子褪下，但在混乱中，裤子却给撕烂了，我登时感到大腿一阵凉意。
哥哥乘机从我的裤子撕下一条布条，把我双腕缚在床头的一条木柱上，这样他便有两只手来对付我的下身了。
想到那勃起时长五寸、粗一寸的男性器官时，我更加的着急，急得连眼泪也流了出来，我在心里哀求哥哥放过我，但他不为所动，反而把我的睡裤脱下，还把我的双腿张开。我猛地摇头，但最终哥哥还是把他的阳具插进了我的下体。
『妹头，刚才你的小手把我的老二弄得很难受，所以你定要帮我解决一下，不过我会慢慢来的，一定不会把你弄痛……』
虽然哥哥的插入动作很缓慢，但因为他那话儿°°尤其是他的龟头°°实在太粗大了，我仍然感到下身传来阵阵的撕裂痛楚。而在他进行抽送的动作时，我更是痛得差点便昏了过去。
不知过了多久，哥哥再一次到达了高潮，不过今次他的阳具却在我阴道里射精，迫我全数接收了他的精子。

为了让自己接受这个令人无法接受的残酷事实，我安慰自己说︰哥哥一定是一时冲动，控制不了自己，才对我做出这种无耻的事来。
我见他发洩过后，爬起身来，他的上身来到我的胸前，我以为他是要解开缚着我的绳子。谁知他原来还未满足，他解开我睡衣胸前的钮扣、拉高我的奶罩，用手把玩我的乳房，又用嘴吻我的粉颈和脸颊。
虽然大腿尽头痛得发麻，但哥哥对我上身的侵犯，却令我感到阵阵的快感。如果这个抚慰我身躯的人，是我心爱的男人，那该是多么美好的事情。可惜实际上，这个男人却是一名禽兽不如的兄长。他的抚摸与热吻，不是源于男女之间的纯真爱情，而是为了满足他个人的兽慾。
令我感到羞耻的是，我的肉体竟然对这种既贪婪又淫邪的挑逗产生了不自愿的兴奋，我恨思春期少女的身体，居然是如斯不堪一击。
满足了手足之欲后，哥哥的下体又回过气来，把我再一次蹂躏。这一次，他没有刚才那么温柔了，他狠狠的把阳具插进我体内，也狠狠的把阳具在我体内抽插，本来已经发痛的地方，给他阳具无情的摩擦，更让我最终痛得昏了过去。
当甦醒过来时，我早已给抱回到我的床上。我感觉到下体疼痛得要死，虽然灌满阴道的精液正倒流出来，把大腿尽头弄得又冷又湿，但我也不得不休息好一会，才勉强能够下床到厕所洗澡。
我狠狠的洗擦着全身，尤其是下体，我狠狠的用海棉把下体擦乾净，又不顾痛楚，把红肿了的阴唇大大的掰开，好让强劲的花洒水柱把体内的男人秽液冲出来。
当然，我也哭了一场，还想过要怎样面对这件不幸的事情。要告诉父母吗？要报警吗？人家会不会相信我呢？他们会怎么看待我呢？会不会跟我说些难堪的说话呢？
『你这个女生真不要脸，要搞也跑远些去搞嘛，居然在家跟亲生哥哥搞在一起，真冤孽罗！』
『你说你哥哥强姦你，那么详细情形是怎样的呢？他的阴茎进入了多少？你觉得痛吗？有在你阴道里射精没？他的阴茎在你体内抽送的时候，你有快感吗？在这以前，你还是处女吗？你有没有跟其他男生发生过性关係呢……』
『跟据你哥哥的供词，你当时没把内裤穿在身上，还把内裤放在厕所的衣架上来引诱他……』
忘记过去比面对将来要来得容易，那不如就当做没事发生过，当发了一场噩梦便算了吧。
谁知这种息事宁人的做法却做成更严重的后果。
过了几天，哥哥以为我怕事，竟然食髓知味，趁父母外出时，想再一次把我强姦︰
那天一早，我父母要上早班，一早便离开了家门。稍后我也下床上学。当我换好校服，连袜子也穿上了，正要準备穿鞋子时，哥哥忽然从睡房出来。他一把拉着我的胳臂，想把我拖进他的睡房。
我知道他想做什么，我觉得他不可以再对我做出那种事来，我想拒绝，但又没有勇气，结果我只是软弱地用了一个窝囊的理由来哀求︰『哥……不要……我……今天要上学……我会迟到的……』
『那不要进房了，我就在地上跟你打一炮吧！不过你也得合作点，不要跟我拉拉扯扯，否则扯烂了你的校服，你连学也上不了。』
我不知道应该如何反抗，或者应该说，我甚至不知道我是否应该反抗，结果在半推半就的情况下，我给推倒在大厅地上。哥哥揭起我的校服裙和底裙，又把我的内裤脱下，跟着再一次把我强姦了。
他的动作又急又粗暴，虽然这已经不是第一次，却还是给弄得死去活来。我其实早已痛得泪如泉涌，但我被迫咬紧下唇，不敢哼出一声来，因为大门半开，门外的走廊不时有人经过，我害怕会惊动邻居，让他们知道我家发生了这种不伦的丑事。
哥哥抽送了十多分钟方才到达高潮，他又像上次一样，在我体内射精，但这一次我可没空去清洗身体。匆匆穿回内裤后，我便穿上鞋子飞跑出屋。
上学的人潮已退去，我一面跑回学校，一面抹去泪水，但其实我的大腿尽头还隐隐作痛，跑也跑不快，还好学校就在我家楼下不远处，结果我只是迟到了十分钟，虽然给记了缺点，却没给同学和老师发现我有任何异样。

However, I couldn't concentrate on class all morning because semen flowed out of my body, soaking the front of my underwear. A pool of sticky, cold liquid soaked my genitals, making me feel extremely uncomfortable. Later, I could vaguely smell the fishy odor of semen coming from my genitals...
From that day on, whenever it was just my brother and me at home, he would indulge his lust on me, sometimes on his bed, sometimes on my bed, sometimes on the sofa bed in the living room... Every time, I begged him to stop doing this to me, but he shamelessly said that one act of filth is still filth, and since I had already slept with him, it wouldn't matter if he did it again. He even advised me to take the opportunity to enjoy the pleasure of male-female intercourse.
Although I did have some physical arousal, could I really enjoy this experience that felt like being raped?
Finally, last week, I felt something was wrong with my body, especially since my period hadn't come for several months, and I suddenly had a bad feeling.
I went to the doctor for a checkup, and the worst thing really happened to me: I was pregnant with my brother's child.
I told my brother, and he was at a loss, saying he needed to think it over all night. I thought he would give me a solution the next day, but instead, he disappeared, leaving me to face this alone.
Although I was panicked, I still didn't dare tell my parents. Later, about a week later, I found out about a clinic that did black market abortions. I used my savings accumulated over the years to have the procedure done, only to find out that the clinic had been under police surveillance for some time.
The day I stepped into the clinic, the police rushed in, and everyone, including myself and several other pregnant women waiting for their procedures, were taken to the police station for "assistance with the investigation."
When it was my turn to be questioned, I lied and said I was just going to see a doctor. I thought that since I was so young, they wouldn't suspect that I was there for an abortion. But when they saw my slightly protruding belly, they knew I was pregnant.
It turned out that the police had seen many girls my age getting abortions, all because of promiscuous relationships. They initially assumed I was like those girls, and it wasn't unusual. However, because I was under sixteen, the police wanted to investigate who had fathered my child.
Although the pregnancy could no longer be hidden, I tried my best to avoid my brother's arrest, so I made up this story: About five months ago, one evening after school, I was taking the elevator home when I encountered a pervert. He held a knife to my neck, forced me to a corner of the stairs, and raped me. Because of fear and shame, I neither reported it to the police nor told anyone else, and unexpectedly, I became pregnant with his child…
After hearing my story, they felt it was a serious matter and immediately sent people to investigate.
Even if the rape was fabricated, several months had passed; what could they possibly find out? Most importantly, the hospital performed the abortion, which was much safer than a black market procedure.
My parents were already deeply worried about my brother's disappearance, and hearing that I had been violated by a sex offender and became pregnant was another blow to them.
If they knew that the person who got me pregnant was their precious son, I guess they would go crazy.
After the abortion, I had to stay in the hospital for several days before I could go home.
I thought that everything would be over and I could return to a normal life. Little did I know that I would have to endure a lot of gossip, all because of my carelessness and not thinking things through when I made up the story.
It turned out that when the police investigated the case I fabricated, they conducted a thorough search of my building, which naturally alerted my neighbors. Although the police would keep the victim's identity confidential, somehow the victim's identity was leaked. If I had known this would happen
, I would have just randomly pointed to a hill for the police to investigate, and then I could have some peace and quiet.
"Hey, I heard that Mrs. Zhang's daughter on the thirteenth floor was raped by a pervert a few months ago!" "
Yeah, it's that well-behaved girl who lives across the street from me. She's quite pretty and polite, always greeting us when we see her. It's a pity she was only a teenager and got violated by a pervert. How will she ever get married..." "
Those heartless perverts only prey on these kind of innocent young girls. They're so fragile in their teens. I think you should be careful with your little girls." "I
haven't seen her last week. I heard she was in the hospital for several days. I wonder what happened?"

"Could it be that she contracted an STD from a pervert? I've heard that some perverts are so infected with STDs that even prostitutes refuse to do business with them, so they seek out respectable women to satisfy their lust..." "
It's not an STD, she got pregnant from rape! I noticed her waistline had increased and her belly was getting bigger a couple of weeks ago. I was already wondering how she could suddenly gain so much weight... Turns out, she got pregnant by that pervert..." "How
could something so tragic happen? It can't be true, right? I saw her yesterday, and she looked quite slim." "
It's because she stayed in the hospital for several days last week to have the baby removed that she regained her previous figure. But her belly is bound to be a bit looser, that's unavoidable..." "
Hmm, you seem to have quite a bit of experience." "
Pah, ptooey, ptooey! Spit and say it again! I've never been pregnant by a pervert! I'm utterly innocent..." "
Don't be so nervous. I meant you have a lot of pregnancy experience." "
Speak clearly! I've had three daughters already. If I don't have experience, who does? But I really have no experience with abortions. Hey, she had an abortion at such a young age, I wonder if she'll be able to have children in the future?" "
Maybe she can, but whether any man will want her is hard to say!"
...
I've heard my neighbors gossiping behind my back more than once. Every time, I think to myself: The worst kind of people are you gossipy women! Let's see when your daughters get raped by a pervert, then we'll see if you'll still be in the mood to gossip about other people's private affairs.
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