My sister's trip to Yilan

This summer, my sister and I both successfully completed our studies. I graduated from university and am preparing to pursue graduate studies, while my sister rushed to submit her thesis at the end of July, barely making it into graduation and earning her master's degree. My family runs a small business, and although my parents are usually very busy, they still care a lot about my sister and me. My sister had been locking herself in her room to finish her thesis recently, living a very dissolute life, which my parents noticed. So, when our whole family had a big meal at a hotel in early August to celebrate my sister's and my successful graduation, my parents suggested that we go and have some fun on our own, to make the most of the last days of summer vacation, especially since my sister is about to enter the workforce, and in the future, she'll probably only have the chance to take a long vacation if she gets laid off.

My parents are usually quite strict with us. Besides class activities, they always nag us endlessly about traveling with classmates and friends, which makes my sister and I hesitant to go too far and miss out on many opportunities to travel with friends. So when my sister and I heard that our parents had suggested we go on a trip, we were overjoyed. However, knowing my parents' personalities, things weren't going to be that easy. Sure enough, my dad immediately laid out conditions, saying that because they had to take care of the shop, they couldn't come with us, so we couldn't go too far and could only go day trips… My goodness, I almost fainted when I heard that! Day trips? They might as well just let us go hiking on Yangmingshan and work up a sweat, then go to Tamsui to enjoy the sea breeze… Huh? " Oh right, it's so hot, why don't we go to the beach to cool off?"

"No way! The seventh month of the lunar calendar is almost here, the beach is too dangerous, and besides, you two can't swim, I can't let you go to the beach..." As soon as Dad heard me say we were going to the beach, he immediately refused, and then went on and on! Please! The reason my sister and I can't swim is because you always worry about us not letting us go swimming.

Just as I was about to argue with Dad, my older sister suddenly said excitedly, "How about we go to the Yilan Children's Folklore Festival? It's cooler there, and it's close to Taipei, we can take the train and go back in a day. More importantly... it's designed for families, it should be safe enough, right?!" After saying that, my sister pouted and glared at Dad. She really is my good sister. Knowing I wanted to go somewhere cool, she even retorted to Dad on my behalf.

Dad was speechless now, and my sister and I exchanged a knowing smile. My sister and I have always had a good relationship since childhood. When Mom and Dad were busy with their business, my sister often acted as a little adult to take care of me. Whether it was eating, bathing, going to kindergarten, doing homework, or playing games, she was always there for me, even though she's only two years older than me. After we entered puberty, we began to realize the differences between boys and girls. Although we still bickered, we no longer did as many intimate things as we did when we were little. Until just now, hearing my sister help me out of that awkward situation and vent her anger, that feeling from childhood suddenly came back. It was like... it was like we were still those close comrades-in-arms! During the rest of the meal, my sister would frequently pause eating, lost in thought. But seeing that innocent smile she wore as a child again, I thought… we were probably both reminiscing about the same thing.

After getting permission from our parents, my sister and I immediately went online to find information about the Children's Festival, such as transportation routes and tickets. We also found a forum discussing independent travel, where some users recommended renting a scooter for easy travel. Of course, renting a scooter was absolutely forbidden by Dad. My sister and I exchanged knowing smiles, tacitly classifying this trip as top secret. Next, we excitedly discussed our departure time, what to bring, what snacks to try, and what other attractions we could visit besides Dongshan River… It truly felt like stepping back into our childhood, into that carefree world of secrets, adventure, excitement, and surprises.

Since it wasn't a weekend, we figured it would be less crowded, so we decided to take the train to Luodong early Thursday morning, play there until noon, and then decide where to go in the afternoon. We arrived at Luodong train station after 10 a.m., and sure enough, we found the Lixiang Car Rental, recommended by online friends, after renting a car. We asked the owner for directions and followed the map they provided, and soon we arrived at Dongshan River—the venue for the Yilan Children's Folklore and Folk Arts Festival. Actually, my older sister and I had visited Dongshan River before with our respective classes. Although this was a return trip, we were still quite excited. Besides the fact that neither of us had been to the Children's Folklore Festival before, this was probably also the main reason, as it was the first time my sister and I had visited Dongshan River together.

Although it wasn't a holiday, the crowds were still beyond our expectations (don't all those parents with kids have to go to work?). My sister had to wait a while before she could get to the changing room. My sister had gone to great lengths to find the one-piece swimsuit she bought for swimming lessons in college, while I found it too much trouble. Besides, my swim trunks were long gone, and shorts and t-shirts aren't heavy anyway, so I figured I could just bring an extra set of clothes to change into. After my sister changed, we took our clothes to the locker. During that short walk, I noticed many eyes were fixed on her. No wonder; she was probably shy. She wore beige shorts over her swimsuit, and a thin white shirt over her upper body to protect herself from the sun, though the top was unbuttoned and the long hem tied in a knot at her waist, making her look both pretty and subtly sexy. Moreover, her proportions were quite perfect; although she's only 163cm tall, her long legs made her appear even taller.

My sister seemed to notice the stares. After putting our things away, she tightly grasped my hand and excitedly pulled me towards the pool. I was slightly taken aback by this sudden contact. Although my sister and I have a good relationship, ever since puberty, my sister and I, whether intentionally or unintentionally, have tried to avoid touching each other's bodies, especially sensitive areas like the chest, waist, and buttocks, to avoid embarrassment. Now, my right arm is pressed tightly against my sister's left breast, receiving soft pressure, my hanging hand is pressed against her waist, our buttocks are colliding, and our thighs are rubbing against each other... These stimulations are constantly arousing my sexual nerves, making me unable to react for a moment. I want to slow down and savor this feeling, but my sister is dragging me forward, forcing me to move quickly, and I also have to control my gradually awakening penis. My sister noticed I was acting strange and turned to ask, "What's wrong? Why are you walking so slowly?"

It's all because of your teasing… "Nothing, there's plenty of time anyway, we can take our time and do everything at our own

pace." "Hehe, sorry, I'm just too excited." My sister turned back and winked and smiled at me. Hmm? Why does that expression suddenly seem so cute? …"Bro, look, all those guys up ahead are looking at you with envy. Aren't you proud? I'm sacrificing my looks by pretending to be your girlfriend to give you some face."

Please! Those men are just eyeing your body, aren't they? And, "Why would I need that kind of face? How strange…" Although I was secretly pleased, I couldn't help but try to act cool.

"Oh? You're being rude to your older sister? Fine, fine, let's keep our distance like siblings." With that, she let go of my hand and took a step to the side. "I'm telling you, you should really change that cool attitude, otherwise how will you ever get a girlfriend?"

"What's so cool about me? It's just that the people I love don't love me, and the people who love me I don't love." She suddenly distanced herself from me, and I felt a little lost. ...

"Someone who's never even had a girlfriend, stop talking about love all the time, okay? It's disgusting!" After saying that, she turned and stuck her tongue out at me like we used to when we were kids, then ran off.

"Hey! I knew you were up to no good by suddenly being so nice, you're obviously trying to make fun of me! Don't run away!" I shouted as I chased after her.

For the next few minutes, my sister and I truly felt like we were back in our childhood. We first supported each other as we walked on the swaying "super high net"—a high-altitude suspension bridge made of woven ropes. From the rope net, we could look down at the children and adults below, busy having water fights. Actually, the suspension bridge was like a giant net spanning the pond in the water park. At first, it was hard to find our balance, and many children were tumbling and rolling around like they were falling. My sister and I almost fell too. After we gradually got used to it, we started to imitate those children's mischievous swinging of the suspension bridge to make each other fall. But doing so only made us hold hands even tighter.

Since we had to walk barefoot on the suspension bridge, we left our sandals at the top. Now look what's happened, we'll have no shoes to wear after we go down the bridge.
"Wow! It's so hot!" As soon as my sister stepped onto the pebbly path, she immediately pulled her delicate white feet back.

"It's okay, it's only a short distance. We can run to the pool, or do you want to walk back?"

"I'll run! Who's afraid of who?" With that, my sister dashed off. Haha, I think she's actually afraid of heights.

The two of us then ran one after the other, shouting "It's hot!" as we ran with comical steps towards the water area. As soon as we reached the pool, we jumped in to cool off. In front of us was a "water maze," with water jets arranged in a checkerboard pattern on a high platform, rising and falling to the rhythm of a dance tune. It was already crowded with people. Taking advantage of a brief lull in the water jets, I pulled my sister up onto the platform. Suddenly, the jets surged powerfully, hitting her chest directly. The splashing water blinded me, and I could only watch through half-closed eyes as she screamed and tried

to shield herself from the jets. To be honest, it was quite a sight. Startled by the jets hitting her chest, my sister backed away, only to be struck between her legs by jets from behind. She covered her face with her hands, screaming and spinning around, but no matter where she turned, she was relentlessly assaulted by the jets. By then, I had figured out the arrangement of the jets and positioned myself in a section where I wouldn't be hit. I pulled my sister close, leaning her against me, and pushed her through the jets.

Finally emerging from the water, my sister complained about swallowing a lot of water as she dried her hair, her white shirt now transparent and clinging to her body. Her breasts, exposed by her swimsuit, were glistening with water droplets, and her face, perhaps from the water jets hitting her sensitive areas, was flushed a charming pink. I was stunned by her sexy appearance. Seeing me standing there dumbfounded, she said, "What? Never seen a lotus emerging from the water before?" She gave a playful laugh.

"Stop being so vain, I'm looking at the beauty behind you," I quickly averted my gaze. Actually, the moment she looked at me, I felt a real jolt.

This time, she didn't retort. After resting for a moment, she pulled me up to the platform again, giggling as she weaved in and out of the water jets. It seemed she was indeed finding some enjoyment in it.

After finishing the water maze, we saw many people queuing outside the Surprise Tunnel. Those emerging from the tunnel were mostly soaked and looked quite shaken. Those of us who hadn't tried it before were naturally eager to give it a go. The tunnel was filled with countless water jets all around, spraying out in several sections, from weak to strong, giving you a real taste of being drenched and scrubbed. As soon as we entered, my sister hid behind me, and I had to act as a tank, clearing the way and enduring the oncoming water jets. The first few sections were fine, but towards the end, because there were so many people ahead, as we were waiting to move forward, powerful jets of water suddenly shot out from all directions. My sister, who was standing behind me with her head down, was hit directly by the upward jet of water, staggered back a few steps, and fell out of my protection. When I rushed out of the water jet area, I only heard my sister trapped inside, screaming for help. I had to rush back in and drag her out.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough," my sister kept coughing as soon as she came out, probably because she had been hit directly in the face by the water jet and choked. I quickly helped her sit down to the side and patted her back hard. Although my sister's swimsuit was a one-piece, a large part of the back was open, and I could still feel the smooth texture of her skin through the thin fabric. Seeing that my sister's cough had subsided, I gently stroked her back from top to bottom and then from bottom to top to soothe her from the shock.

"Are you kidding me? You just left your older sister behind and ran off!" she snapped as soon as she came to her senses.

"Hey! I tried my best to protect you! You were the one who didn't keep up and got separated, and now you're blaming me? Didn't I rush back and pull you out?" No wonder my good intentions went unappreciated.

"Ugh! Is it going to kill you to let me complain a little? You're so inconsiderate." Wow! I did so much good and still got criticized.

"Fine, little brother, I see you've suffered a lot, so I'll let you have your way with the teasing!" Although I was still a little resentful, seeing my sister's pitiful, soaking wet appearance, I decided not to argue with her.

"…Um…thank you." My sister probably thought I was going to argue with her again, but she didn't expect me to be so considerate. She swallowed back the words she was about to say, but didn't know what to say for a moment. After a while, she lowered her head and thanked me softly.

"You…you don't need to be so polite with me!" Seeing my sister's attitude suddenly soften, I felt an urge to cherish her. My hand, which was still on my sister's back, naturally went around to her shoulders and gently pulled her into my arms.

For a long time, we sat there without saying a word or even moving. I only knew that my heart was suddenly beating very fast. My sister, who was leaning against my chest, must have felt it too! I wondered if her heart was also beating so fast that it was hard to calm down, just like mine?

"Brother, let's go for a walk. I think I've had enough of playing in the water." My sister finally got up from my embrace, turned back, and smiled at me. But that gentle smile was one I had never seen before.

On the way back to the lockers, my sister still clung tightly to my arm like a couple, but this time she didn't barge in. She just walked quietly and slowly close to me, and I was happy to savor the stimulation of our physical contact.

When my sister came out after changing her clothes, I was stunned again. This time, she was wearing a light yellow, thin-strapped, knee-length dress covered with small red and white floral prints, exuding a charming youthful aura in the sunlight.

"How is it? Pretty, right? I bought this specifically for this trip!" My sister even twirled around for me to admire.

"Wow! Women are really something, even using a trip as an excuse to shop. You're a fast spender, aren't you? Only a few days from deciding to come to the trip to leaving, and you've already bought a new outfit." I couldn't resist teasing her a bit.

"Ugh! Stop being so cheeky, you got a good deal and you're still complaining! You got a feast for the eyes and you're still teasing me." My sister's hands on her hips, eyes wide, and pouting were quite cute.

"Okay, okay, you look really beautiful in this, didn't you see I was just staring at you?" It sounded like I was flattering her, but it was genuine praise from the bottom of my heart.

"Hmph! No sincerity. Let's go, find a shady place to sit, I need to apply sunscreen first." Although my sister said that, I could tell from the happy expression on her face that she was quite proud of herself.

We found a chair under a tree nearby and sat down. My sister took out sunscreen and applied it to her arms. I saw that it was inconvenient for her to apply it to her shoulders and back, so I volunteered to help her. After turning her back to face me, I poured some sunscreen into my palm, stood on one leg and knelt on the chair with the other, and started applying it from her shoulders.

My sister takes skincare very seriously; her vanity is overflowing with bottles and jars of skincare products, resulting in smooth, delicate, and fair skin. While it's not quite flawless, it's still quite good compared to the girls I see on the street.

I started by rubbing her sexy collarbones, then gradually moved upwards, covering her shoulders with my large hands and applying gentle pressure while giving her a light massage. She comfortably lifted her head slightly, stopping the application on her arms to fully enjoy my service.

I then poured some sunscreen onto my hands and slowly massaged it onto her back, gently moving it back and forth along her shoulder blades. My sister started making low, slightly sexy "mmm...mmm..." sounds, like a cat comfortably being stroked by its owner. Seeing how engrossed she was, I slowly moved my fingers to the sides, even slipping them through the thin straps of her dress and the transparent bra straps. They were a bit tight, and I was afraid of messing up her clothes, so I pulled them back and continued moving downwards. Her thin-strapped dress didn't actually reveal much; only about a third of her back was showing. After applying the product to the exposed parts, I slowly began to slip my fingers inside the fabric. My sister was still enjoying my massage and didn't resist, so I continued the same rhythm, gently kneading her back.

As my fingers probed deeper, my heart raced. After all, this was the first time I'd ever so carefully touched a mature woman's body. Finally, I touched her bra; the lace pattern excited me even more. I started to stroke along the pattern, moving my fingers to the sides until I reached her. Only then did she tighten her arms around me, preventing me from going any further.

"If you keep touching like that, your clothes will tear. Okay, come on," she said. She didn't seem to mind my slightly inappropriate actions; I guess she was enjoying it too.

Then she lifted her legs towards me and began to apply sunscreen to her feet. As my sister bent over, a large hole was immediately revealed in her loose dress. The pale yellow bra that matched the dress clung tightly to her milky white breasts, which appeared even more prominent under the pressure of her arms and thighs. My lust, which I had finally managed to calm down, was reignited. I could only adjust my position while spying on my sister to avoid being noticed. The good times didn't last long. I saw a group of tourists walking towards us. Worried that my sister would be seen naked (actually, I had already seen her naked. Humans always have a little selfishness… :p), I quickly reminded her, "Sis, be careful not to expose yourself like that!"

"Anyway, you're my brother, it doesn't matter if you see me," my sister said without looking up, continuing to wipe her feet. So that was why she had let her guard down. Could it be that my sister deliberately wanted me to see this? Does that mean I can look openly now?

"But someone's coming!" To protect my sister's image, I was willing to sacrifice my own comfort and remind her one more time.

"Otherwise," my sister looked up at the group of people, her hands still applying the product, "could you hold down my collar for me? My hands are full."

Okay! I'd better comply. While my sister shifted her position to wipe her other leg, I leaned closer to her, one hand on the back of her chair, the other reaching to her chest to hold down her collar. Although she continued her actions, her heart was beating very fast, and her ears were turning red. Was she excited about it too?

As my sister rubbed her feet up and down with her hands, her breasts lightly brushed against my palms through her thin clothes. The soft touch, combined with the voyeurism I had just witnessed, made my heart race even faster. Perhaps because of her tacit consent, I began to apply slight pressure with my fingers, squeezing her breasts. Whether intentionally or not, her movements were slower than when she was rubbing her other foot, as if she were cooperating with me. But afraid of misunderstanding her intentions, I didn't dare move my hands an inch. After rubbing two or three more times, she finally got up, and I quickly sat back down, trying to revive my aroused member. We were both speechless for a moment, and could only busy ourselves packing our luggage.

"Alright, let's go. Last time I came to Dongshan River, I only had a cursory look around. This time, we should really appreciate it properly." My sister picked up her bag, breaking the awkward atmosphere between us. She leaned against me again, holding an umbrella, and I could only pretend nothing was wrong, taking the umbrella and letting her hold my hand. And so, we strolled along the banks of the Dongshan River like a couple.

Walking along the riverbank, my sister took out her camera and asked passersby to take pictures of us whenever she saw a nice spot. At first, I just let her hold my hand and pose for photos. As we walked, my sister found a group of high school girls to help us take pictures. I habitually reached out my hand for her to hold it, but she finally couldn't take it anymore and said, "Hey, are you a blockhead? Always in the same pose." The group of high school girls chimed in, "Yeah, yeah, boyfriends and girlfriends should be more affectionate!"

"How about a kiss?" The girls laughed hysterically. I saw my sister's face turn red, but she didn't deny it, so I simply put my arm around her waist and pulled her into my arms. After we finished taking the pictures, the girl who returned the camera gave me a knowing smile, as if she had done me a huge favor. Really.

At this point, I started to feel that something was wrong. Although it was a bit of a downer at this crucial moment, I couldn't help but ask my sister out of concern, "What's wrong? Are you having problems with your boyfriend?"

She gave me a strange look, "What problems do you have with me?"

Oh my god... "I mean your real boyfriend, that senior from school?"

"Oh, him? No problem. We're going to look for jobs together when I get back." My sister's boyfriend was a senior from their school. He came to study there after his military service and graduated at the same time as my sister. He was a nice guy, but he seemed a bit too reserved. Every time he came to my house to pick my sister up for dates, he was very polite, constantly saying "excuse me" and "sorry."

My sister seemed to sense what I was thinking. "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong between him and me. Didn't I tell you before? I only pretended to be your girlfriend to save face for you! Otherwise, why would those high school girls be smiling at you?" She then burst into laughter. "You really think I'm interested in you?"

"Fine, so you're still using this to tease me. Is it really that fun for an older woman to take advantage of a younger man?" I retorted irritably, though I was genuinely bothered by her last comment.

"Please! You're not a kid anymore, why are you still acting like a child?" My sister retorted immediately, not to be outdone. But as soon as the words left my mouth, I realized I'd been tricked: "Ah, who were you saying was 'Old Cow' again?"

"What does it matter to me if you admit it yourself? Who taught you to always call yourself 'Older Sister'? Older... Older Sister?" I deliberately teased her again, to get revenge for being teased for no reason.

"Stop! Don't run!" Ignoring the stares of those around us, we chased each other along the Dongshan River.

Next, we visited other static exhibits at the Children's Festival, such as the Wind Pavilion and the Andersen Fairy Tale Original Works Pavilion. During this part of the trip, she didn't hold my hand as affectionately as before; she seemed quite happy looking around on her own. As for me, I walked absentmindedly beside my sister, the scene from earlier replaying in my mind: "If my sister really wanted to make fun of me, why did she blush when those high school girls were joking with us? Could it be..." The more I thought about it, the less I could understand what my sister's actions truly meant.

After finally finishing walking through the entire exhibition hall, my sister and I were both hot and hungry, so we quickly left the venue to find something to eat in Luodong town. We had originally planned to eat at Luodong's famous "Linchang Meat Soup," but the afternoon sun was just too hot. As soon as we saw McDonald's smiling and waving at us on the street, we immediately parked the car and went inside to enjoy the air conditioning and drink soda.

While we ate our hamburgers, we took out the map the car rental company had given us and studied it, thinking about where else we could go in the afternoon. As soon as my sister saw the Su'ao Cold Spring, she became as excited as a child, constantly tugging at my hand and saying she wanted to go. I had soaked in the cold spring before when I was here, so I knew how to get there. However, seeing how hot it was and how far it was, I was thinking of going somewhere else. But seeing my sister's long-awaited expression... well, I'll gladly accompany my princess!

When we got in the car, unlike when we came out of the water park where she sat sideways, she lifted her skirt and straddled me, saying it was safer that way. To avoid any wardrobe malfunction, she pressed her slender, long, and fair legs tightly against mine, wrapped her arms around my waist, and held me tightly. Her small, but slightly plump breasts were naturally pressed against my back as well. Influenced by these alluring sights, I rode much slower than usual. I don't know if it was safer, but regardless of whether the riders were going in the opposite or same direction, they would always turn their heads and glance at us a few times. I finally understand why some people would pull out a watermelon knife and attack someone just because their girlfriend was glanced at a few times.

What should have been a half-hour journey took me almost fifty minutes to reach Su'ao Cold Spring. After getting off the bike, my sister kept complaining of back pain, and I wasn't much better off, having endured her "stimulation." We bought tickets and went into the Cold Spring Park. There were already quite a few children and adults playing in the wading pools outside, and there were long queues for the individual pools as well. It seemed like a group of young people had just arrived before us. Looks like we'll be waiting for quite a while.

"It's all your fault! Why are you riding so slowly?" My sister, whose whole body ached, started venting her anger on me.

It was because you were clinging to me so tightly that I was distracted… I really wanted to tell her that, but the words wouldn't come out. I could only look at the information board next to me.

"There are 16 individual pools inside, each limited to 40 minutes. I think it should be our turn soon," I said, massaging her shoulders and trying to comfort her.

"If I come out of the tub and you're still not in, am I supposed to wait here for forty minutes?" My sister was so sure I'd let her go first and wouldn't wait for me any longer... Fine, whatever, I won't argue with you.
"Or... let's go in the tub together." Before I could even think of a solution, my sister came up with an idea.

"How? Are we going to go naked?" I was a little surprised that my sister was so open-minded. I was starting to wonder if she'd taken the wrong medicine today.

"Oh, of course we'll wear swimsuits! You pervert, I knew you were after me!" My sister said with a matter-of-fact expression, and even pinched my waist.

"Hey! You're the one with the swimsuit, what am I supposed to do?" I quickly dodged her clutches, cursing inwardly, "You selfish woman..."

"Just wear those wet boxer shorts you had this morning! Stupid!" My sister looked at me with disbelief, as if to say, "How did you even graduate from university?" "

I stuffed all my clothes in the motorcycle's storage box, and they've been sitting there for so long they must be smelling terrible, how am I supposed to wear them?" I put our wet clothes in the storage box as soon as we got to the water park, to avoid having to carry around those soaking wet clothes. But my sister still kept the swimsuit in her bag, because she was afraid it would get crushed in the storage box. "And... and of course, it's more comfortable to soak in a cold spring naked!" Based on my previous experience, that was definitely true.

"Well..." My sister was still considering what to do when the ticket seller, Ah Sang, asked us, "Do you want one or two rooms?"

"Well... one is fine." There were two more families queuing behind us, and we didn't want to think about it for too long, so we just went with my sister's suggestion and went to the bar together.

"You said one room, so you're going to strip naked?" After we got our number and went inside, my sister was a little annoyed that I bought the tickets before we even had a proper discussion.

"Fine, I'll strip. What are you worried about?" I was a little annoyed too. What's going on? You were the one who suggested going together, and now you're the one with the complaints.

"Fine! Then take your clothes off. I have a swimsuit. Anyway, I bathed you when you were little, so I've already seen it back then." My sister retorted, almost defiantly.
"Hehe...wasn't I your childhood self when I was little?" Catching a slip of the tongue, I quickly seized the opportunity to tease her: "I told you you'd be acting like an old lady and you wouldn't back down, see?"

"You...I'm not talking to you anymore!" My sister pouted, turning her head away and ignoring me. Hehe, it's been a long time since I've seen my sister act like a little girl, she's really cute.

"Okay, okay, I admit I was wrong, okay?" Seeing my sister's expression, for some reason, at this moment, I suddenly didn't want to argue with her anymore, I just wanted to coax her. "Or...or when it's our turn, you go in and soak for twenty minutes first, and after you come out I'll go in and soak until the time is up, okay?"

As soon as I said this, I was startled myself. Why did my tone of voice become so gentle? Could it be...could it be that I really have feelings for my sister?

My low-key approach seemed to have worked; my sister stopped throwing a little tantrum and just kept her head down, lost in thought. After a while, she looked up at me and said, "It's...it's okay, let's soak together. Otherwise, with all this going in and out, we won't get much actual soaking time." Suddenly, her face flushed red, and she quickly lowered her head again.

"Then you go in and change into your swimsuit first, and then open the door for me," I said, pretending to be nonchalant, though I was actually quite nervous. After all, when we bathed together as children, we weren't fully developed yet, and our minds were much purer than they are now. What if my little brother couldn't control himself and my sister saw it? That would be quite embarrassing.

During the waiting time, neither my sister nor I spoke; we were both waiting for that moment to arrive. But I bet my sister's heart was pounding just like mine.

"Guests in room xx, please proceed to shower room number eight." After what seemed like forever, the staff finally called our name. As we had agreed, I let my sister change into her swimsuit first, and only went in after she opened the door.

I locked the door behind me, and my sister was already showering with her back to me. Looking at her figure in her swimsuit, although it wasn't a particularly sexy style, her large expanse of fair and delicate back, her fairly slender waist, her plump and slightly sagging buttocks, and her almost perfect legs, I couldn't take my eyes off her. Actually, I often sneak peeks at my sister's body at home, but never like this before. It's as if I subconsciously foresee what might happen, and therefore I'm unusually excited with a strange sense of anticipation.

My sister didn't say a word, finished rinsing herself, and went into the sink. As soon as she stepped in, she couldn't help but exclaim, "So~~~~So~~~So~~So~~Ice~~~~~" Her teeth were trembling as she spoke.

Seeing my sister trembling and making funny noises, I couldn't help but laugh. My sister suddenly burst into laughter too, and the awkward atmosphere that had been tense for a while was finally broken.

"Hurry up and take off your clothes, or I'll splash you with water! Then what will you wear?" My sister turned around and saw me staring at her fully clothed, so she quickly told me to change. But where would I get clothes to change into?

"Since the customer can't wait, I'll present you with a wonderful striptease show right away." I hummed the music of "All the Way to the End: Striptease Show" as I slowly turned around and imitated the protagonist's hip-swaying striptease movements in the movie, which made my sister, who was already soaking in the pool, clap her hands and laugh. She kept shouting "go go, come on, baby." When I was down to just my boxer shorts, I deliberately approached her in a teasing tone and said, "Miss, would you like to see what treasures are hidden in here? How about you take off my armor yourself?" She suddenly blushed and said, "Take it off yourself, I don't want to see!"

Seeing her shyly turn her whole body to face the wall, I knew she was still a little reserved, so I had to finish the final act myself. Thankfully, after the earlier playful banter, my little brother had gradually regained his senses, and I no longer felt embarrassed. I grabbed a ladle, scooped up some ice water from the pool, and gave myself a thorough wash. Unexpectedly, the stimulation of the ice water made my little brother start to grow hard again. Before my sister could turn around, I quickly jumped into the pool to avoid reigniting the awkward atmosphere we'd just managed to ease.

We sat at opposite ends of the pool, both facing the same direction—I looked at my sister's back, while she leaned against the edge, staring at the wall. Based on my previous experience, there should be a vent at the bottom of the pool, from which a cold spring would continuously gush out, and if you hit the right spot, it would feel particularly "refreshing." I moved my feet around and found it, right on my end. I relaxed, letting the water jet directly hit my anus and perineum. My penis could be big if it wanted; my sister couldn't see it clearly underwater anyway.

After soaking for a while, the initial chill disappeared, and my body gradually warmed up from the inside out. I asked my sister, "Sis, are you still cold?" She still had her back to me and said, "I'm not cold anymore after I got used to it; in fact, I'm a little warm." Breaking the silence, I quickly replied, "Hot? Should we take off our swimsuits?" She turned around and splashed water in my face: "You wish!" "Fine, you dare splash me!" I slapped her back. Not to be outdone, she launched an attack with both hands and feet, instantly sending water flying everywhere in the pool, almost splashing our clothes on the rack.

After a while of this commotion, she finally relaxed, turned around, and copied me, leaning her head against the edge of the pool, her hands supporting her as she lay back. Seeing my sister's eyes half-closed, as if she were secretly watching my underwater genitals, I decided to let her see openly and honestly, to repay her great kindness in letting me see the beautiful scenery of my chest earlier.

"Sister, look, I'm covered in a thick layer of bubbles!" I asked my sister to come closer so she could see the tiny bubbles covering my entire body. Because Su'ao Cold Spring is a carbonic acid spring, it contains a lot of carbon dioxide. This CO2 turns into tiny bubbles that constantly rise from the bottom of the water. After soaking in the cold spring for a while, these bubbles will cover your whole body.

Sure enough, my sister moved closer to me. I shifted my body slightly to the side, making room for her to examine the bubbles all over my body. "Wow! So pretty!" she exclaimed, scanning me from head to toe, making me suddenly feel a little embarrassed. "Don't misunderstand, I'm talking about the bubbles on your body, not your body." Ugh! It really is my older sister…

I noticed her gaze lingering on my crotch, pausing for a moment when it touched it. I guess she wanted to take a good look too. I said to her, "Sis, look how thick these bubbles are," running my finger along my arm. Wherever my finger touched, the bubbles rose to the surface, making the thickness of the bubble layer even more apparent. "Sis, do you want to try it?" I stretched my leg out to my sister, who was standing beside me, so she could experience the sensation of the water flowing through the bubbles.

My sister spread her fingers and ran them along the outside of my thigh and calf, but I noticed that her gaze was actually fixed on my penis. It seemed she was indeed using this to look at my little brother. My penis hadn't subsided since being stimulated by the water jet, and now, with my sister stroking my leg, it was even more aroused, throbbing up and down.

I saw that my sister was completely mesmerized, and I wanted to encourage her to take off her swimsuit too. "Sis, it's a rare treat to be here. Do you want to try being completely enveloped in bubbles? It feels amazing, like being surrounded by some tiny creature. And when the bubbles rise, they have a slightly itchy sensation—it's so comfortable!"

"No, thank you. My arms and legs are covered in bubbles too," my sister said, retreating back to her previous supine position. "Oh dear, how can that compare? Look at how much your swimsuit covers. You can't possibly understand what I'm talking about,"

I persisted, "It's a rare opportunity to come here. Who knows when we'll be able to come again, and you'll be going back to work soon." I noticed my sister seemed to be considering my words as well.

"Oh dear, if you're worried about me seeing you, then I can turn my back to you and wait until you've soaked enough and gotten dressed before turning around. That should be fine, right?"

As I said this, I turned over, facing away from my sister, and rested my head on the edge of the pool, letting my body float. After waiting for a while, my sister still didn't react, and I couldn't see her expression. I decided to take a gamble: "Sis, it's rare for us to come all this way. You were so excited at McDonald's, insisting on coming to the cold spring. I don't want to be the one who ruins your fun. If you're still not comfortable, then I'll just leave. I've already soaked for a while, that'll be enough." After saying this, I put my floating feet down and prepared to get up and leave the pool.

"You don't need to get up, just turn your back to me like this," my sister suddenly told me not to move. I obediently lay back down in the pool, waiting for her to do something. After a while, my sister got up and left the pool, seemingly warming up her body by walking slowly around it. Then I heard the sound of her taking off her swimsuit. Hehe, my reverse psychology worked! No one knows a sister better than her brother.

After a while, my sister prepared to step into the pool again, and I looked back. Wow! So beautiful! My sister's skin was already very fair, and after soaking in the cold spring and then coming into contact with the warm air, it looked even more rosy. Her two rosy nipples looked even more tender and dewy. Just as I was about to take a closer look, my sister noticed me: "Don't look, turn back." Afraid that my sister would change her mind again, I immediately obeyed.

I had just stretched out my body when she left the pool, but now that she's back, instead of pulling back, I'm trying to stretch even further to see if I can make some contact with her. Sure enough, at first, my feet inevitably brushed against her beautiful legs as we floated up and down, but she didn't seem to mind. Later, as she relaxed and lay down, sometimes my heels even touched her buttocks. She didn't avoid my tentative touches; it even seemed like she was deliberately responding.

Due to the visual and physical stimulation, coupled with the constant jets of water hitting my lower body from the bottom, I started to feel unbearable. Just then, my body started to feel cold from soaking for so long, and I suddenly had an idea. "Sis, I'm starting to feel cold. I want to get out of the pool for a bit, is that okay?"

"Sure, just don't try to peek at me."

Hehe, how could I not peek? "Sis, do you want to switch places with me? After I get up, you can come over here with your back facing up, so I can't see your private parts."

"I can just roll over here, why would I want to come over to your side?"

"It seems like it's deeper here than your side, so it's more comfortable to soak in." I made up a reason for her, knowing she'd find out the benefits once she got over.

"Okay, are you getting up?"

"Yeah, I'm getting up now, you can float over here." As I said this, I stepped out of the pool. My sister was quick too, changing positions in the water immediately, giving me no chance to peek.

After leaving the pool, I did the same as my sister, slowly walking around to warm up. Although my sister had her back to me, she kept turning around to look at me, and would scold me whenever my gaze fell on her. I couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Hey! Sis, shouldn't you be the one looking at me?"

My sister looked like a child caught stealing candy, saying no, no, but her ears were bright red. I made up my mind: "Sis, you've probably seen guys' private parts before, right?"

"Yeah, I saw them when you were little."

"You're avoiding the question. Haven't you seen your boyfriend's?"

My sister said a little loudly, "There's no chance, and Dad's so strict..." Before she could finish, she was too embarrassed to continue, it seemed she had been holding back for a long time.

"Opportunities will come, as long as you use condoms and are careful about contraception, Dad won't find out." Since we're already talking about it, and my sister doesn't seem to be avoiding the topic, I decided to be direct.

"Sigh! He's too passive..." My sister sighed and didn't continue.

So the problem lies with the senior; it seems his usual well-behaved demeanor wasn't just an act. "How about it, do you want your little brother to give the senior a hint?"

"Hmm... stop giving me bad advice, you should get a girlfriend soon... taking care of yourself is more important." Hmm? Why does my sister's tone sound a bit lazy? Has she already figured it out?

"Huh? Well, sister, let me ask you, is this the first time you've seen... seen a mature man's... there?"

"Hmm? Oh dear, why are you asking this?" My sister's reaction became a little slow; it seemed she had really figured out the secret on my end.

"So... what do you think of my little brother?" Watching my sister slowly twist her waist and sway her hips, trying to find solace in the stimulation of the cold spring water at the bottom, yet not wanting me to notice, I couldn't help but boldly ask this question. My

sister turned to look at me, and I deliberately pointed my erect penis towards her. She stared for a while before turning back and saying, "I... how would I know?" At this moment, I saw that the roots of her ears were already incredibly red.

At this moment, in this small space where the two of us were bathing together, a lewd atmosphere gradually enveloped us. My sister seemed to be gradually becoming engrossed in the stimulation of the water jets, aligning her private parts between her legs with the water jets and slowly swaying her hips from side to side, ignoring my actions. I, on the other hand, was burning with desire from her beautiful back, plump buttocks, and her increasingly intense sexual response.

I sat back down in the pool, hoping to cool down. However, my angle allowed me to see right between my sister's opening and closing legs. Although the ripples on the water obscured my view, I could still vaguely see her thick pubic hair swaying with the spray of water, and occasionally catch a glimpse of the petals of her private parts. Even her anus looked incredibly cute in the water.

My sister's body began to sway more and more. Although it looked like she was just drifting with the water, I knew she was actually repeating my previous actions, trying to intensify the stimulation from the water jet. She also started to gasp for breath, occasionally letting out a barely audible moan. Seeing her incredibly sexy state, I decided to help her out.

I moved behind my sister, knelt in the water, and lifted her constantly swaying left leg, beginning to massage it from the sole. My sister was startled at first, trying to pull her leg out of my hands, but I held it firmly, preventing her from doing so, and then slowly bent her left leg and stretched it outwards. Her previously tightly closed vulva finally opened, the entrance directly receiving the impact of the cold water jet. Her thick pubic hair swayed back and forth like seaweed, and her two pink labia majora and minora were also moved by the water flow, swaying like waves. Unable to withstand the sudden, intense stimulation, my sister's whole body suddenly arched and trembled for a while before gradually calming down.

After the passion subsided, my sister's muscles gradually relaxed, and she began to accept my massage. She spread her legs wider and even took turns dipping her hands into the water to gently caress her beautiful breasts that were dangling in the water, no longer holding back for fear of me finding out. I started from the soles of her feet, gently pressing her well-proportioned calves, and then gradually pushed and kneaded her full thighs. When I reached the groin, I gently swept my fingers back and forth across the petals of her private parts, making her whole body tense up to the extreme. After massaging her left foot, I repeated the process with her right, but this time my hands lingered on her vulva. I pressed my middle finger into her folds of flesh, carefully searching for her clitoris with the pad of my finger, while my other four fingers pinched her labia, slowly, very slowly rubbing them. I noticed that when my middle finger touched a slight protrusion, her reaction would suddenly become quite intense. I guessed this must be her clitoris, so I gently squeezed and rubbed it, then suddenly removed my fingers, letting it directly receive the jet of water. Soon, another wave of orgasm came for her, this time even more intense than before. Although she tried to suppress it, she couldn't help but let out a series of weak moans. Her buttocks struggled up and down, trying to escape my "massage" of her genitals. Her legs kicked back forcefully, almost knocking me over. My hand covering her genitals could vaguely feel a warm flow emanating from her vagina.

After the orgasm, she was completely exhausted and lay limp in the pool, unable to move. I tried to pull her closer to me, but she refused, turning over and lying on her back so I could properly admire her sexy parts. Her breasts were small and cute, and very firm. I asked her how big they were, and she smiled lazily, saying I should ask how small they were, finally saying only a 32B. But on her slender body, they seemed just right. The afterglow of the climax hadn't subsided; my sister's pink nipples remained erect. I supported her back with one hand, lifting her breasts above the water, while my other hand began to caress her beautiful breasts. At first, I made circular motions on her soft, white breasts, then my fingers gradually climbed up to the areolas, gently teasing them, and finally, I gently pinched her nipple to declare my arrival. The nipples, erect above the water, were incredibly sexy. While I caressed her left breast, I also put her other nipple in my mouth, letting my tongue and lips savor it.

Under my double assault, my sister's head tilted back weakly, but she still managed to extend one hand from the water to caress the tip of the nipple I was sucking. Just then, a discouraging voice came from outside the door: "Number 8, ten minutes left," signaling the end of our immoral and passionate act.

My sister struggled to sit up in the water, looking at me with a happy yet helpless smile. I desperately wanted to enter her body, but time and place wouldn't allow us to continue. I could only sit up a step on the edge of the pool, pulling my limp sister over and helping her off the water. My penis was still erect, perfectly positioned in front of her mouth. She looked at it, smiled at me, and then grasped it, licking the glans with her tongue, swirling it around before gradually swallowing it into her mouth.

I couldn't help but let out soft moans, "Ah! Ah!" My buttocks began to sway back and forth instinctively. My sister's tongue continued to lick my glans in her mouth, and her hand gripping my penis began to rub faster. Soon, I felt the urge to ejaculate. I gestured for my sister to pull out, but she held onto my thighs, refusing to let go. Finally, my waist relaxed, and a gush of semen sprayed into her mouth.

I saw her brows furrow deeply as she swallowed all my semen, and then she even sucked and licked my gradually shrinking penis, cleaning it up for me. I felt sorry for my sister and asked her why she did it. She just smiled and shook her head, as if nothing more needed to be said.

After we got up, we silently dried each other off. Then my sister took out sunscreen from her bag, and I took it from behind her without a word, poured it into my palm, and started applying it to her. I started from her shoulders, arms, wrists, and the back of her hands, then poured some more and applied it to her back, from her neck down to her buttocks. After rubbing her buttocks for a while, I poured some more lotion on them. This time, I started from her sexy shoulder blades and began to caress her, then my hands went under her armpits and rested on her chest. I held her breasts, unable to control myself for a long time. My penis, which I had just released, became erect again and pressed against her buttocks from behind.

My sister grasped my hands, which were resting on her chest, and turned to look at me. I realized that both of our faces were covered in silent tears. I finally couldn't contain my excitement and kissed her lips. Although the bitter taste of my semen still lingered inside, I didn't care. My sister tolerated my clumsy technique, guiding me with her tongue. My erect penis rubbed incessantly against our lower abdomens.

"It's time for number eight!" The annoying building manager knocked on the door again. We reluctantly parted our lips, leaving a long, thin strand of saliva mixed with semen, which made us both laugh.

After getting dressed and drying our hair, we supported each other closely as we slowly walked outside. Having just experienced an intense climax, we both felt somewhat exhausted. The air at four in the afternoon was still a bit muggy, but our bodies, refreshed from the cold spring, radiated a coolness that was deeply refreshing. The physical pleasure, combined with a blissful sense of peace within, made me wish this moment could last forever.

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