An incestuous relationship with his younger brother and sister-in-law

My younger brother's family lives in a third-tier city, while I reside in Shenzhen, and we usually keep in touch by phone. It was 2008 when suddenly one day I heard that my brother had been framed and arrested in a business deal. From the time of his arrest until his imprisonment, I handled everything from start to finish, so even now, my brother and sister-in-law and I are like the closest of family. During that time, my parents and sister-in-law were completely distraught. The sudden imprisonment of one person put immense physical and psychological pressure on everyone. Despite their best efforts, they couldn't change the outcome; he was sentenced to three years in prison, and we gradually accepted it. My sister-in-law lives alone with her eight-year-old nephew. Because we live far apart, I call her every few days to comfort her and try to lift her spirits. I also proactively consider her financial difficulties.

I had always thought that with time, the matter would fade, but those who aren't involved can never truly understand the feelings of those directly affected.

The incident happened when I returned to my brother's house to visit my sister-in-law and her child. As usual, I arrived at their house, rested, and ate dinner. After dinner, I casually flipped through TV programs. Thinking I had nothing else to do, I took a shower first. After showering, I casually sat on the TV in my underwear and shorts to kill time. My sister-in-law also showered, wearing summer pajamas, thin but not see-through. The two of them sat on the sofa and naturally started talking about my brother. It just so happened that my nephew wasn't home that day; he had been sent to his maternal grandmother's house. I kept comforting my sister-in-law. At first, she just listened and nodded, but later, as we talked, tears started falling from her eyes. She sat quietly on the sofa, quite a distance between us. The L-shaped sofa had one seat for each of us. When she cried, I felt the atmosphere became a bit awkward. I kept comforting her, and suddenly I thought I should hand her a tissue to wipe her tears. Just as I was about to get up, she took a tissue herself and wiped her tears, still sitting quietly. I didn't know what to say, looking at her red eyes, trying hard to hold back her tears. I stood up in front of her, making a gesture that was both warm and somewhat ambiguous. I reached out and held her head, saying, "Cry, it'll make you feel better. I know these past few years haven't been easy for you."

My sister-in-law didn't move, her head in my arms. I sat down beside her, pulling her into my lap, half-embracing her. Her head rested on my shoulder, and she sobbed softly. One of my arms went through her chest, around her waist, feeling the softness of her breasts. My arm pressed awkwardly against her chest, afraid to move. My arm was only resting on the side of her chest when she suddenly turned and sat up slightly, so my hand was now on her chest. She looked up and met my gaze awkwardly, tears still in her eyes. I also awkwardly froze, not moving, and realized I was aroused. One of her arms, which had been resting on my leg, was probably also feeling the change.

Looking at her teary, hazy eyes, my desire overcame my reason, and I suddenly became aroused. My hand could feel that my sister-in-law wasn't wearing anything under her pajamas, and I immediately felt her nipples. I gently squeezed her breasts, then squeezed them again. She resisted slightly, trying to remove my hand from her breasts. I moved my hand away, gently grabbed her arm, and pulled her closer to me, whispering, "I know it's not easy for you alone." Then I moved my lips to hers and gently kissed her lips. Her eyes closed instantly. I kissed her wet tongue, and my hand went back to her breasts, gently squeezing her nipples again, kneading her full, elastic breasts, slowly sliding down her pajamas, caressing her soft skin, and once again intimately touching her throbbing nipples.

I laid my sister-in-law down on my lap, my left hand around her neck and back, my right hand tracing every inch of her skin, slowly moving down to her inner thighs. Through her thin lace panties, I could already feel her moisture and heat. My penis was already hard, stubbornly pressing against my sister-in-law's back; she should be able to feel it intensely.

I got up, picked her up, and carried her to her bedroom, placing her on the large bed that had kept her company through countless lonely nights, and undressed her. A captivating body was displayed before me. I also stripped off my own clothes, straddling her, one hand grasping and kneading her breasts, the other sucking on her nipple, while the other hand explored her genitals, feeling her wet vulva. My sister-in-law breathed softly, a little urgently, not daring to indulge her desires. My hard penis was already glistening with drops of clear fluid, rapidly swelling.

I slowly licked down, all the way to her genitals; the color of her vulva changed slightly, but the bright red flesh was still visible. I gently parted the skin, my tongue probing inside. My sister-in-law let out a soft "Ah," her body contracting slightly. My sister-in-law's genitals had no odor. Clear fluid flowed from her vaginal opening and onto my tongue. I gently sucked on it and swallowed it all. Then I put my tongue back into her vaginal opening. My sister-in-law's body trembled incessantly, and her genitals became increasingly wet and slippery.

Just then, my sister-in-law suddenly called out softly, "Brother." Thinking something had happened, I stopped and looked up at her. Her face was flushed, her eyes glazed over, full of expectation. She said, "Brother, give it to me!" My erection rose, and I straightened up, lifting her legs. I folded my hard penis against her wet opening and inserted it into her unknown depths, like a lost explorer, thrusting wildly inside her, pumping in and out. The wetness, the heat, the tight embrace of her large penis. I thought, how much loneliness must my sister-in-law's body have endured all these years? No matter how high-profile a person is, they are ultimately just an ordinary person, a woman with desires and needs. The slapping sounds from her lower body continued incessantly. I looked at my sister-in-law; she closed her eyes, feeling the constant thrusting… Finally, I felt a change inside her body, like spasms, contracting repeatedly. My sister-in-law has always been a reserved woman, unwilling to give in to herself, even during orgasm she wouldn't cry out loud. Perhaps it was the environment, but her hands gripped my back, and I felt the pain of her nails digging into my flesh turn into pleasure. The nerves rushed to my brain and lower body, and I increased the speed of my thrusts, feeling the tightness of her vagina and the rhythmic contractions.

"Faster, faster, don't stop, brother, faster!" she whispered urgently, her eyes closed.

I suddenly felt the heat on my erection and an even more intense squeezing, wave after wave… My sister-in-law looked at me, her flushed face showing intense stimulation, and she made an "Ah…" sound. I knew she had orgasmed.

My erection also responded, and I spurred my thrusts again. My sister-in-law suddenly felt the intense impact and pleaded, "Stop, stop, no more…" I continued to thrust into her vagina, and finally, amidst her cries, I ejaculated. I held my sister-in-law tightly, my penis still inside her, lingering in her warm embrace.

I lay on top of her, holding her again, gently kissing her face, her forehead, her lips… “Thank you, brother. I haven’t felt like this in so long. Do you know how much I’ve missed you this past year?” “Did you miss him (my brother) or me?” “I missed him, but I couldn’t be with him. I missed you, but I couldn’t be with you either. I didn’t know who to miss. I’m a woman too…” “I understand.”

We each washed up, then hugged and kissed each other. I woke up in the middle of the night to find her turned over. I hugged her from behind and found my penis was hard again. I put it inside her, but we didn’t have sex again. Instead, my penis remained inside her until the next morning (some might think that a penis softens at night but gets hard again in the morning).

We woke up very early the next day. My sister-in-law knew my penis was still inside her. She knew I was awake and started talking to me.

"Brother..."

"Hmm?"

"Do you regret it?"

"No.

" "Do you think I'm a bad woman?"

"No, you're a good woman, my good woman."

We didn't mention my brother. I wanted to, but I guess my sister-in-law had reservations.

We just stayed like that, completely naked. My hands were wandering over my sister-in-law's breasts and lower body, but I didn't make any big moves. My sister-in-law lay quietly, breathing evenly. One hand held my erect penis, gently stimulating the glans. My penis throbbed, and I felt the urge to have sex again.

But, my sister-in-law quickly turned to face me and said, "Brother, can you give me one more time?" I looked at her. Silence spoke volumes. I pulled her close and pressed my lips to hers.

I knew my sister-in-law's lower body must be very aroused by now. I wanted to roll over again and penetrate her from behind, but she said, "Brother, you lie down first, I'll do it." My sister-in-law got up and lay on top of me, licking me as I licked her. Her tongue slid over my neck, my body, and my nipples, all the way to my hard penis. My sister-in-law gently placed my penis in her mouth, licking it with her clumsy movements.

I pulled her legs over, signaling her to turn her lower body around. She cooperated and stood up, spreading her legs on either side of my shoulders. After adjusting my position, I kissed her clitoris, frantically sucking on it, wanting to swallow all the faintly fragrant liquid secreted by her clitoris… Naturally, we were once again tightly joined together, frantically entering each other's bodies again… Finally, it was time to part. My sister-in-law and I didn't say much. She only said, "Brother, thank you. I'll miss you." I said, "Me too. Take care."

Later, when we met, we were still like family, but we didn't do it again. We knew that we had given each other our bodies and our feelings, but we still had to face reality.

This illicit affair has been buried deep in my heart for so long, but I'm revealing it today in the hope that my sister-in-law will find happiness and sexual fulfillment.

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[The End]

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