The allure of angels

"Brother, I want to take a bath too..." My little sister walked in after I pushed open the door. Soaking in the bathtub, my heart started pounding.
Calling her my younger sister is a stretch; it's more accurate to say I was just lucky enough to be born a few seconds earlier.
Watching my sister undress piece by piece, my head gradually sank into the water. Ever since I learned about the differences between boys and girls, whenever I take a bath...
It is a time of struggle between morality and desire.
My sister, and a sister born on the same day as me, I shouldn't look at her with lustful eyes no matter what. But when I saw her lace bra being undone, I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was so beautiful, her breasts were fuller than any girl her age. Looking at my sister's firm, snow-white breasts, I couldn't help but press my hard penis between my legs.
"Damn it... she's your sister!" I cursed myself, looking down. "Brother... what are you saying?"
My younger sister seemed to have heard something.
"No, nothing's wrong!" I quickly clarified to my naked sister standing in front of me. "Oh..." My sister made a face at me.
After taking a small stool from the bathroom and sitting down, I started lathering myself with soap. All the blood rushed to my head, almost making me faint in the bathtub. The word "sister" had vanished from my mind. I could only stare at the beautiful girl sitting in front of me, her snow-white legs spread wide open.
The girl's most private parts were thus exposed to the public without any reservation.
My sister's hands, covered in white foam, slid over my thighs and then rubbed my tender cleft. I knew it was just a simple washing motion, but the way her slender fingers rubbed back and forth on the foam-covered cleft felt like an indescribably obscene image to me. My hand, which had been pressing down on my penis, had somehow become clenched...
"Sister... while... taking a bath..."
"Don't spread your legs so wide," I said, almost breathless. "Why...? But how can I wash if my legs aren't spread?" my sister protested. "No... I mean... um... be more graceful..." I said softly.
"Oh... I know." My sister made a face at me again. Watching her wash her snow-white skin, my rationality gradually returned. It wasn't that my sister was inherently promiscuous or that she was stubborn; God had simply given her too many gifts. Dark, flowing hair, a shapely figure, an angelic face—she was the epitome of beauty. But no one could tell that beneath her long eyelashes, her captivating eyes were completely empty. From a young age, I knew I had to take care of her with all my might, so my sister practically grew up clinging to me. Every time I came home from school, I would find time to teach her everything I had learned. The only thing that troubled me was that I didn't know how to explain "clouds" to her.
"Okay, that's all." I finally managed to close my textbook. I had originally planned to skip the textbook.
"Okay, that's all." I finally managed to close my textbook. I had originally planned to skip the sex education section in the textbook, but if these chapters hadn't covered it...
My sister will definitely become suspicious.
Looking at my sister's flushed cheeks, I remembered the words that had just slipped out of my mouth: penis, vagina, masturbation, sex.
Words like "etc." must have made her very uncomfortable.
However... precisely because she couldn't see, I could stare at her chest without worry. She had just showered, and her body smelled sweet. She wasn't wearing a bra.
So, outside of thin pajamas...
Two distinct protrusions rose and fell with her breathing. "Brother..." my sister whispered, startling me. "Am I... am I pretty...? I mean..."
"Will any boys like me?" the younger sister whispered.
"Just kidding. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."
"If I take you out, a bunch of guys will want to get to know you!" I said loudly. "Hmph...you're always lying to me." My sister wrinkled her nose and made a big face.
But she couldn't hide her smile.
"It's getting late... Go to sleep..." I urged her.
I finally managed to get her back to her room after a lot of effort.
It's a pity that every classmate who has met my sister is amazed by her elegant demeanor and irresistible beauty. I tossed and turned in bed thinking. Because of her eyes, I tried my best to prevent other boys from getting close to her.
To avoid hurting her in any way. But who wouldn't want to make more friends, especially friends of the opposite sex, during puberty? One day she'll have to let go and adapt to this environment. There will always be a boy who truly cares for her and won't take advantage of her because she can't see him. I pondered this. I was almost closing my eyes when I felt a strong urge to urinate. So I staggered to the bathroom.
When I went back to my room, I went to check on my younger sister as usual. Don't let her beauty fool you; she still kicks off the covers when she sleeps.
I quietly opened her bedroom door, and froze. The bright moonlight illuminated my sister's bedroom as if it were daytime. Her nightgown was completely open, and one of my sister's hands was cupping her breast.
The other one was clearly moving inside the blanket. With her bright red lips parted, my sister was moaning softly. After quietly closing the door, I quietly returned to my own room.
"Brother..." My younger sister, who was washing my back, suddenly hugged me from behind, acting coquettishly. Her full, firm breasts were pressed against my back. My heart almost jumped out of my throat.
"...What's wrong?" I suppressed my racing heart and tapped her head, trying to sound calm.
"I want to ask you for a favor... please don't scold me," my sister's voice was right next to my ear.
"Oh...go ahead," I never refuse my sister's requests.
"I want...I...I want...to touch that...is that okay?" the younger sister stammered.
"What?" I said in surprise. Without even guessing, I already understood what my sister meant.
"Is it okay?" my sister mumbled behind me, her restless hand already sliding down to her stomach.
"Wait...wait a minute," I quickly grabbed my sister's hand, trying to create some space to think.
"Uh..." My sister seemed disappointed as she leaned against my back, her hands limply held by me.
My younger sister's adorable face, pouting slightly, flashed into my mind. She always liked to touch everything—the table, the chair, even my face. Perhaps, to her, a man's body, like a "cloud," was something unimaginable. "Okay..." I released her hand. She perked up completely. Her firm breasts rubbed against my back wantonly.
Once again, she hugged me tightly. I looked down and watched my sister's trembling hand gently slide across my lower abdomen.
When her slender hand touched my penis, I could feel my sister's whole body trembling. "Soft...so soft," she murmured, her hand shaking, but she still touched it carefully. It was already slightly erect. With soft breasts pressing against my back and a girl's hand gently caressing my penis, who could resist?
"Ah..." the younger sister murmured softly. As expected, under her exploration, the penis began to swell.
My sister, who had already pulled her hand away, returned to my penis driven by curiosity. I almost fainted because this time, she grasped my erect penis with her warm hand, squeezing back and forth between the thick shaft and the swollen glans. She also occasionally squeezed and kneaded my scrotum. I tilted my head back and involuntarily reached my hands behind my back. When the back of my hand accidentally touched something furry, I screamed. My sister jumped away from me. It was the first time I had ever seen my sister cover her genitals with her hands. After a moment of silence, my sister finally smiled shyly, "I... I know what a boy looks like now." I laughed too, tapping her head with my finger, "You little rascal."
The frequency has increased significantly, even though we are the closest siblings. I have a vague feeling that my sister is often close to me.
Although I knew I shouldn't be like this, when my sister affectionately called out "Brother" and her soft breasts pressed tightly against me, I felt like I was floating. "What does it matter? She's my beloved sister," I told myself. Until that day, a strong gust of wind shattered the window of my sister's bedroom. "Looks like... you'll have to sleep in your brother's room." Faced with the broken glass and the completely soaked sheets, I had nothing else to say.
We were sharing a quilt, the bed filled with my sister's fragrance—it felt so good, I couldn't help but take a few more breaths. "Brother...do you like me?" my sister asked.
"What are you doing... I love you to death." I reached out to touch her head, but my sister snatched me into her arms. "Ah!" Before I could react, her warm, wet lips were on mine, and she held me tightly. I was powerless to push her away, and the simple kiss quickly turned into a passionate one. I never imagined that my first kiss would be with my own sister.
As we separated, panting, I realized my hand was caressing her full buttocks. I couldn't tell if it was a budding young girl or my own sister. Because of our sleeping position, I was stroking her bare waist against her alluring body. Her hand was also secretly exploring between my legs... I had already fallen into the abyss of darkness. I rolled over and pressed myself against my sister, slipping my hand inside her pants. "Mmm..." When my fingers brushed against the soft pubic hair and touched the warm, moist cleft, my sister tried her best to remain silent.
Ah... This is a girl's body... My fingers were tightly entwined by my sister's wet labia.
It felt as if I was about to pull my fingers into the crevice and gently wiggle them. I parted my pajamas and took my sister's pink nipple into my mouth. My sister's hands also reached inside my clothes to explore. Recalling the techniques that were talked about among my classmates, I used my hands to play with my sister's tender labia.
"Brother..." my sister called out as she twisted her lower body. "What's wrong?" I asked softly, but she didn't answer, only responding with increasingly intense moans. This time, I kissed her fragrant lips to cover her voice, and as her lower body continued to twist, my fingers rubbed the clitoris, the spot described in the textbook.
"Ah... Ah..." After a series of spasms, the younger sister suddenly calmed down, like a kite with a broken string.
Looking at the bobbing breasts before me, I gradually regained my senses. Oh God... what had I done to my own sister...?

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