My sister is a slut

My Sister is a Slut (
12,000 words)
Chapter 1 :
Summer vacation has started
, and for a long time I won't have to go to school every day in the sweltering heat, nor worry about staying up late to watch porn and being late the next day. It feels like a heavy burden has been lifted, and I feel completely relaxed. Unexpectedly, Dad has ordered us not to go out this summer vacation without a reason. The reason is that my sister and I will be facing the college entrance examination next year .
I don't know what the situation is, but my parents and the parents of my classmates are all on edge, acting like they're facing a major crisis
. Although my parents are very good at making money, they are not very educated. They used to run a business, and now they run a clothing factory in town. Their biggest wish right now is for my sister and me to get into university. They can't help us with our studies, so they can only use all their energy to discipline us. So my sister and I are confined to the house, trying our best not to be distracted from our studies. In order to balance work and rest and not damage our brains, the housework is also divided between the two of us, but this is paid work, and we can get paid. They emphasized that my brother and I should help each other, make progress together, and supervise each other. They also said there would be a reward for reporting violations
. It felt so good to sleep in until I naturally woke up. When I woke up, the sun was high in the sky. My parents had already gone to the factory. After washing my face and eating the breakfast they left for me, I watched TV. Around 10:30, my sister finally came downstairs in her pajamas. Then she plopped down on the sofa next to me, hugged one leg, rested her chin on her knee, and stared blankly at the TV screen,
looking like she hadn't woken up properly. Lately, when I'm close to her, I feel like a certain scent emanating from her is wafting into my nose. I can't quite put my finger on what it is, but now I think it's a woman's scent. I can even be inexplicably certain that the scent is coming from her cleavage or crotch. This thought makes my heart race and my breathing heavy, so the scent seems even more pronounced. A lewd thought instantly took over my mind, and I couldn't shake it off.
My sister and I are actually twins, but we look surprisingly alike. In terms of appearance, it seems my sister has taken all my good features. I'm 1.65 meters tall with an average face; I'd easily blend into a crowd and go unnoticed.
My sister is a head taller than me, with a smooth, fair, oval face, almost flawless. Her high nose and full lips exude a wildness within their refinement. Her eyes aren't large, but they complement her face perfectly, making her incredibly lively and alluring. These days, there are often many busty 90s girls online showing off their V-shaped faces, all with excessively large eyes, which I find disgusting. My parents are decent-looking, but judging solely from their appearances, I wonder if I was adopted.
At this moment, she was still lazily staring at the TV, her arms crossed over her chest, her arms pressing down on a noticeable bulge. Her bare feet were propped up on the edge of the sofa, her legs bent in an M-shape and spread out to the sides. Under the soft fabric of her pajama pants, the curves of her buttocks and thighs were clearly visible, and the shape of the fleshy mound between her legs was even faintly discernible. My sister has a great figure. The subcutaneous fat accumulated during puberty in the last two years has made her originally slender figure fuller and more curvaceous. My best friend He Wei once said to me sourly, "My sister must be frequently 'pleased' by men, otherwise how could a young girl's figure be so mature and alluring?"
I chased after He Wei and beat him up. But I haven't only heard this from him. Several years ago, when we were in the same junior high school, I heard rumors that my sister was dating boys. She didn't get into the town's high school, so my father paid to send her to a private high school in the county. We weren't in the same school anymore, but I still heard gossip about her from time to time.
Thinking about it, I suddenly pictured my sister's snow-white, voluptuous body being brutally fucked by another boy. My sister twisted her body, spread her legs, and moaned as a penis went in and out of her vagina… Although I'm still a virgin, because I watch a lot of porn, my brain has a fairly rich collection of such images. My penis involuntarily became engorged and erect, and at the same time, a sour, stinging pain welled up inside me. A crystal-clear thought surfaced—I want to fuck my sister.
Although I wondered if I was going crazy, my mind was in turmoil, but this thought remained unwavering and clear. I was serious; I really wanted to do it!
In the past, when I masturbated after watching porn, the images of my sister, or even my mother, would appear in my fantasies, stimulated by the content. But after ejaculating, I would feel guilty for a long time, and then I would have to justify myself for a long time before I could forgive myself. But this time, it wasn't just a fantasy; I really wanted to have sex with my sister. I
suppressed the urge to push my swollen, rock-hard penis into my beautiful sister's cunt and force myself on her while pushing her onto the sofa. I thought it was best to proceed cautiously.
Compared to my sister, I was confident in my intelligence. I had always been a good student, and my parents were very satisfied with this, often boasting about it in front of others. Perhaps there was no other suitable space for me to use my talents at school, so I could only bury myself in my studies. Fortunately, my brain is pretty good at handling these things; problems that are difficult for others are easy for me to solve. I don't always get first place, simply because I don't want to. To put it bluntly, if I wanted to be number one, I wouldn't have chosen the only high school in town when others graduated from junior high. I have a few close friends there, and I don't like boarding school far from home, so I didn't go to a better school. The high school curriculum didn't put much pressure on me either, and
my father's grounding order didn't affect me much. Even if I left home, I wouldn't know what to do. Most of my friends are similar to me in temperament, and I had planned to spend the holiday reading, surfing the internet, and sleeping at home. However, I know my sister wouldn't think that way. She makes many phone calls every day, and sometimes she even goes to her room to listen in on them. Yesterday, a guy called and asked her out from outside the door. Maybe my sister doesn't like him, so she asked me to go out and tell her she wasn't home.
She seemed so listless; she must really dislike being cooped up at home all
the time. "Sister, what do you think of a suggestion?" Although I really wanted to plan it carefully, I couldn't resist making the move. I tried to appear calm, but inside I was incredibly nervous. I had to work hard to keep my voice from trembling.
She turned to look at me, frowned slightly, and then looked back at the TV screen. "What is it?" I asked listlessly.
"Sister, I've realized I have almost no luck with women. I feel like the girls in my class don't really pay attention to me. I really want to know what it's like to have a girlfriend."
"You? I think you should just stick to your studies." Her expression suggested she wasn't planning to continue the conversation. "My suggestion is this," I turned around and sat cross-legged on the sofa, facing her. "Do you want to go out? You don't want to stay home with me all summer, do you? -- But because you have homework and chores, Mom and Dad asked me to keep an eye on you. So you can't go out, right? Actually, you really want to go out."
"Huh? Are you trying to trick me into saying this? And then betray me?"
My mind raced, but it was like an engine running idle, completely inefficient. It kept repeating the same question: "What do you say? What do you say?"... I could only take it one step at a time. In any case, I couldn't be the spineless coward she used to see me for on this issue. You have to be shameless and ruthless
, so I mustered up my courage and said, "What I mean is, how about I help you with chores and homework? The condition is that you become my girlfriend. Of course, you still get the wages Mom and Dad give you. How about that? You see, you don't lose anything, it's a win-win situation."
"You're interested in playing house?" She turned to look at me
, somewhat puzzled. After a while, she realized what I meant and scolded me angrily, "What do you mean? Are you trying to make a move on me? Are you out of your mind?! You're my brother, you want me to date you? Have sex with you? Shut up and get out of here. Think about what you're doing! You're crazy, I have to tell Mom and Dad, you'll be in big trouble. From now on, you'll have to do all the chores yourself!"
I forced a calm smile, but my mind was completely blank. I only regretted my madness after being turned away. But what's done is done; there's no turning back, so I had to grit my teeth and continue. My older sister isn't stupid; she seemed to understand that I wanted to sleep with her, saving me the trouble of beating around the bush. More importantly, she didn't go crazy with shock. I should still have room to continue this entanglement.
"You want to tell Mom and Dad? Where's the evidence? I'll deny it to the death. They don't believe I would do that. Don't forget, I'm a model student!" My reputation is indeed good; I have no blemishes at school, and recently I received praise for volunteering at a mental hospital. Our town is a semi-rural area, with several factories, a detention center, and a mental hospital. Many people's first reaction to mental hospitals is danger. Actually, I think they're quite normal, just talkative and behaving strangely, but I didn't find them aggressive. I went to work out of curiosity, but I didn't expect the school's praise to be so exaggerated.
"But don't forget, Mom and Dad know you can lie. They've caught you more than once." Hearing her tone soften, I knew I had to further de-escalate the conflict.
"That was so many years ago! You were still a kid then."
"Tch~" My sister rolled her eyes at me and said nothing more. She wasn't going to argue with me about it anymore. The atmosphere became a bit tense, and I couldn't think of anything new to say. After a while, I couldn't resist trying again. I felt like a pathetic, shameless wretch, but my desire seemed to be growing stronger.
"Sis, can you reconsider? There's so much work, and homework, it's exhausting. You know what I'm thinking, let me do it once, okay? I think about it every day, but I've never had the chance to touch a girl... Besides, my penis is small, I won't last long... You don't have to waste your time, I can do all the work for you, and then... you can go on a date." Never having been with a woman before, and not being able to last a few seconds was all nonsense, a lie to my sister
. "I don't date boys." "
I mean, you and girls..."
My sister stared at me like I was an idiot, then looked at the clock on the wall and said, "Time to go work in the yard." Then she got up from the sofa and went upstairs. I stared at her back, finding her swaying gait sexy and alluring. Her two pert buttocks bounced joyfully with each step. Having broken through my own inner taboos, my gaze, now unrestrained, roamed freely over my sister's body, unwilling to miss a single opportunity
. When she came downstairs, she had changed into athletic capri pants and a t-shirt, her hair casually tied back. The dark, tight pants accentuated the snow-white white of her exposed calves. The alluring curves of her thighs and buttocks, covered by fabric, made my penis erect again.
Our yard was very spacious, built by my father on a plot of land he bought at the edge of the village; it was three times the size of an average family's yard. A cement path led to the house in the middle, with a vegetable garden on the left and a pond on the right. The pond's inner walls were tiled to serve as a swimming pool, but no one had time to maintain it, and it was filled with rainwater and grime. The vegetable garden was laden with tomatoes, cucumbers, and beans. These past few days, we'd been picking a basket of vegetables every day, far more than we could eat ourselves, so my father took them to the factory canteen every morning to cook for the workers. Luckily, we were both on holiday, otherwise all this stuff would have rotted in the yard.
My sister was picking tomatoes with a bamboo basket, and every time she bent over, her round buttocks would stick up high, the outline of her underwear clearly visible through them. I followed behind, greedily staring at her buttocks and the bulge between her legs, completely mesmerized. The sun overhead was scorching. Soon, my sister's exposed skin was sunburned, and her face was covered in fine beads of sweat. When she got up to wipe her sweat, she noticed my embarrassing behavior.
"What are you doing following me!"
"I think you're about to get sunburned and peel off. You should consider my suggestion. But sister, it's okay if you don't agree today. Any day is fine, I'll wait!"
"You should give up on that idea!" Although the walls around the yard were high, and our detached house didn't have any neighbors next door, my sister still lowered her voice guiltily. I couldn't think of any good ideas for the time being, so I stubbornly helped her with the work. As she bent over, I stared at her breasts and buttocks from different angles, taking advantage of them for a while. Feeling I couldn't take it anymore, I decided to relieve myself with my hand, otherwise my penis might burst. I turned and ran to the bathroom, closing the door. As soon as my pants came down, my swollen, purplish-red penis sprang out with a snap. It wasn't small at all, as I'd described to my sister; it was thick and hot. Holding it in my hand, I felt it throb with each beat of my heart. Just as
I was about to stroke it, my eyes caught sight of the laundry basket next to the washing machine, piled high with clothes to be washed. Suddenly, a thought struck me: if there were any of my sister's panties in there, they would definitely smell of her cunt! I frantically pounced on the basket and started rummaging through it. I actually found one—black panties with delicate lace. But judging by the size, it must be my mother's. My heart pounded with excitement, and my hands trembled as I pulled open the crotch, right next to her vulva, and found some yellowish stains. Touching them with my fingers, they weren't completely dry, like semi-dried paste. I held it close to my nostrils and inhaled deeply, impatiently. It had a pungent, pungent smell, but it wasn't just urine; it contained a scent that was both exhilarating and irresistible
. I was so excited I almost screamed, inhaling with all my might. Then I crumpled the fabric into a ball and held it to my nose, inhaling deeply. This lessened the pungent smell, replacing it with a rich, strong feminine fragrance. It was hard to describe, but equally exciting. I alternately unfolded and crumpled the fabric, savoring the different scents, while simultaneously stroking my penis rapidly and vigorously with my hand. The pleasure intensified, and just as I was about to climax, I pulled my underwear over my penis and gripped the
soft fabric, giving it a completely different sensation than my hand, and the psychological stimulation was unparalleled. Although I wanted this pleasure to last longer, like being struck by lightning, a sudden surge of intense pleasure almost made me faint. My hot penis convulsed repeatedly, and thick streams of semen gushed out. I lost count of how many times I trembled. When I finally came to my senses, I found the underwear in my hand smeared with semen, some of it dripping from between my fingers onto the floor… Exhausted but satisfied, I cleaned up the stains…
I was incredibly grateful that my sister hadn't told Mom and Dad. The next few days were still filled with endless chores and being asked about homework by Dad. My sister seemed to be losing patience. I stole two pairs of underwear from my sister's bedroom. With them, the time didn't feel so unbearable. Anyway, my feelings were clear, so being caught stealing underwear wasn't so shameful or a big deal anymore. While keeping an eye out for opportunities, she was always ready to intensify her offensive and seize the moment.
"If you can't accept me right away, we can... take it slow."
"I really misjudged you before, thinking you were a pushover."
"Hehe, not at all, just a wolf in sheep's clothing. So, what's your decision?"
"Would I do something so despicable just because you do some chores for me?"
"Not at all, I've been wanting to do it like crazy. Just consider it helping me, okay? And you're not losing anything... Besides, don't you even like doing it?"
"It's not that I don't like it, it's disgusting!"
"How about just kissing?"
"Just thinking about it is disgusting, kissing you is even more disgusting, stop bothering me..."
"I swear you don't have to worry about anything. If you fulfill my wish, I'll do whatever you say from now on. I'll never make you unhappy, and I'll never blackmail you..."
...
"Even just letting me hug you is fine..."
...
Washing dishes, doing laundry, cleaning the bedroom, living room, kitchen, and yard—many chores were much more tiring and incredibly dirty than she had imagined. Also, my sister hasn't made any progress in her daily practice when Dad checks on it. I feel like she's not a very principled person, but I believe she'll gradually take my suggestions to heart more.
It was time to clean the garbage pit in the yard. The pit, several cubic meters in size, was built with bricks and cement. Garbage was usually stored here temporarily, and then pushed to the centralized garbage disposal area outside by handcart when it was full. The pit, which had been overflowing for days, was emitting a pungent odor. To keep flies away, a lot of poison had been sprayed. Dead flies covered the surface. My sister frowned deeply, covering her nose and mouth with her hands, refusing to let go. Seeing this, I deliberately used a fork to vigorously turn over the things on the ground. Spoiled leftovers, rotten vegetable leaves, watermelon rinds, toilet paper… and many other indistinguishable things. With my provocation, the stench immediately filled the air. My
sister tried to run away, but I stopped her.
“You do it yourself…”
“Deal?” I smiled wickedly.
Her face turned bright red, and after a long pause, she said, “Only hugging.”
“Then, you have to keep your word. Also, you can’t resist when I touch your butt.” Since my sister had given up on her shame, I wanted to press my advantage. “It’s just touching my butt, nothing serious.” I said, reaching for her butt.
“…Go do your work first.” My sister turned away.
“No problem, don’t worry, just my butt. If I touch anything else, you can punish me by not touching you for a day.”
“Okay… fine. I’m going back to my room. You go take a shower after you finish your work!” I almost laughed out loud. Did she not understand what I meant, or was she pretending?
“Wait a minute!” My sister paused, looking at me with a complicated expression, indicating she didn’t know what else I wanted to do. I met my sister's gaze and looked at her steadily, then said, "Pinky promise."
She naturally extended her index finger and hooked it with mine, then we pressed our thumbs together and pushed them back and forth a few times. A warmth suddenly welled up from the bottom of my heart, and memories flooded back. My sister and I grew up together. Although we didn't have any kind of telepathy, we were the people who shared the most secrets with each other. When we had something to hide from adults, or when we were fighting against other kids, pinky promises were a ritual to declare our close relationship.
It took almost an hour to finish, and I quickly tidied up and went to take a shower. I washed myself twice with soap, making sure there were no dead spots, to avoid leaving any smell of garbage. My penis remained erect, painfully so. Downstairs, I found my sister sitting on the sofa, her posture a little stiff and awkward. She must be very nervous. I wanted to go over and hug her tightly. But I also felt guilty, so I changed my mind. So I ordered her, "Take off your pants and lie down on the sofa."
Three black lines instantly appeared on her face: "I think you promised you could touch my butt, but you didn't say you had to take off your pants..."
"But I said touch my butt, not my pants." My tone left no room for doubt. If she objected now, how could I continue later?
With my insistence, my sister finally bent down and took off her pants, leaving only her light blue underwear. Her smooth, white thighs immediately aroused me. My penis squeezed hard against her underwear, as if trying to break free. I slowly walked over. My sister, with her back to me, crossed her arms over her chest, forgetting the order to lie down on the sofa. I stroked her two round, firm buttocks, feeling the happiness in my hands for the first time. My sister's body trembled, as if only then realizing it, and she moved to lie down on the sofa, burying her head and pressing her legs tightly together, her buttocks hardening from the effort.
"Since you're going to be touched anyway, why don't you relax and enjoy it?" I tried to comfort her. Despite my restraint, my voice was still off-key.
I squatted down, my face very close to my sister's buttocks. I couldn't let her resist, so I kept my promise and gently stroked my sister's buttocks with both hands, sometimes lightly grasping and kneading them, the snow-white flesh changing shape under the pressure of my palms. My sister's breathing became heavy and irregular. I tentatively moved my face closer, letting my breath spray onto her buttocks, while secretly inhaling the fleshy scent between her buttocks and legs. Finally, I couldn't resist licking her, my salivary glands seemed to become excited, and I had to swallow my saliva. My sister felt my kisses and licks, and let out an ambiguous cry of annoyance, but she didn't do anything. So my lips and tongue became bolder, wandering up and down her fleshy buttocks, leaving patches of moisture. Occasionally, they would glide across her thighs, but my sister's tightly closed legs didn't relax, and I was afraid of arousing her disgust, so I wisely stopped where I couldn't go any further. I
just continued, feeling my sister's body less tense. I raised my head and hooked my fingers around the waistband of my sister's panties, preparing to pull them down. My sister didn't say anything, but suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist. "You promised I could touch your butt whenever I wanted..."
"But I can't let you see that part of me." Her voice was soft, without the previous anger and arrogance. "I just want to feel my butt better... Okay, actually I really want to see yours there too... It's just the two of us at home now, I promise I'll keep it a secret. Sister, please... I really won't cause you any trouble." I gently pulled my sister's wrist away with my other hand, and she didn't insist anymore. I took a deep breath and pulled my sister's panties down to her thighs. My sister's most private place was now exposed to me. Had I conquered my sister?
I didn't have time to think about these questions; the sight before me was quite unexpected. My sister's fair vulva was covered with so much hair. It was a messy, dark, and robust thicket covering the fleshy mounds and labia majora on both sides of her vulva, extending all the way to her anus. Her mons pubis was high and swollen, appearing even whiter and more tender against the backdrop of pubic hair. The skin of her groin and labia majora was slightly darker, and her dark red labia minora, like bean pods, stretched from the beginning to the end of her vulva, but were more tender than any I had seen in movies. They looked like two taut, thin lips covering the opening, rather than drooping loosely. To get a better look, I forcefully spread my sister's legs apart. She let me do as I pleased, neither cooperating nor resisting. I felt I should comfort her at this moment,
so I moved in front of her, cupped her face with both hands, and turned her around. Her face was burning hot, and her eyes were tightly closed. I lowered my head and kissed her soft lips, tentatively inserting the tip of my tongue into her mouth. I carefully licked the inside of her lips, where her teeth were. With a little force, I could squeeze past her teeth and lick her tongue. While sucking on her saliva, I caressed her breasts. Although I couldn't see their shape, I could still feel their fullness and elasticity through her clothes. After a while, my sister's mouth responded. First, she sucked on my tongue with her lips, then slowly her tongue came over and teased my tongue tip, sweeping back and forth, making my tongue tip tingle and itch. After a while, her tongue also entered my mouth, and I groaned, kissing her more passionately. Soon, my sister responded in the same way.
When we separated, her lips were still slightly parted, glistening with a bright luster. Her eyes radiated a seductive and alluring light. "Is that enough?" My sister seemed to wake up from her previous ecstasy. I thought to myself, the real show hasn't even started yet, how can it be enough? I moved on to my sister's buttocks, unable to restrain myself any longer. I forcefully parted my sister's buttocks, then buried my head and licked up and down between her buttocks. As my tongue swept across her anus, I used the tip of my tongue to push it forcefully inside.
My sister twisted and turned, trying to get rid of me, propping herself up on her arms and turning her head back: "Stop, it itches..."
I really wanted to thrust my almost bursting cock into her cunt right now, but I didn't want my sister to feel uncomfortable afterward, so I decided to give her plenty of teasing. Actually, I had just seen that there seemed to be some fluid seeping out of my sister's cunt. I spread my sister's legs, moved to the sofa, and lay behind her buttocks, continuing to bury my face in her buttocks and lick. Perhaps because my sister's anus was cleaned very well, I didn't smell any feces, but when I pushed my tongue in, I felt a slightly salty taste. Although I didn't dare to touch her boldly yet, I kept wanting to smell the scent of her cunt from time to time. The real smell of a cunt is much more vivid than the smell on underwear. Although my tongue was a little stiff and sore, I didn't want to stop at all. I kneaded her buttocks even harder with both hands. After a long while, my sister finally groaned under my intense licking.
I stood up from the sofa, pulled down my shorts, and my thick penis sprang out. "The show's about to begin!"
"What do you want to do?" My sister was startled, but her eyes didn't leave my penis. "Didn't you allow me to touch your ass? I didn't say I'd only use my hands."
"Didn't you say your penis was only a little bit?" My sister rolled her eyes at me, looking quite cute. "I don't know how it suddenly got so big
. Anyway, I'm not going to do *that* with you."
"Don't worry, I definitely won't do anything reckless... Hey, you've probably seen bigger ones, right?" My sister turned her face away, not answering me. I held my sister's buttocks down to prevent her from getting up and running away. Then I wedged my penis between her buttocks, squeezing her buttocks with both hands, rubbing my penis back and forth. A wave of pleasure made me cry out, and I increased the speed of the rubbing.
My sister turned her head, looking at me with a mixture of anger and intoxication on her face. While I was thrusting into her buttocks, I leaned forward and tried to kiss her again.
"No! You just licked that place, it's disgusting."
If I forced a kiss, I guessed she would definitely give in. But I didn't do that. I listened to her and then looked deeply into her eyes. I increased the speed of my thrusting. It seems my stamina isn't just a few seconds.
"You didn't say it was disgusting when I licked your asshole,"
my sister said, turning her head away again. I pulled back and focused on rubbing my penis. It didn't take long before my testicles and prostate suddenly contracted, and I quickly pulled back my penis, gripping it and stroking it wildly. Thick streams of semen sprayed violently onto her snow-white buttocks. My sister heard my groans and turned around, seeing my thick penis ejaculating, her eyes seemed to ignite with two flames. I squeezed out the remaining semen from my penis and dripped it onto her anus. This must have been my most intense orgasm.
After I finished, my sister seemed to realize what had happened, wiping her buttocks with her hand. Looking at her face, her palm was covered in white semen. "How disgusting!" my sister said dramatically, her voice trembling with tears. She got up, wiggling her hips, and ran towards the toilet. The relief after ejaculating made me slump onto the sofa. Having come this far, I didn't need to worry too much about what would happen next. Although I was still unsatisfied, I didn't plan to force my sister again today. But then I thought it wouldn't be good. What if she really got aroused today, and then wanted to leave when I was helping her with chores tomorrow? She might end up with someone else. I had made it a condition for her to leave when I seduced her. Thinking of this, I decided to take the risk and go all the way. I
quickly walked to the bathroom door and found it locked from the inside, but it had a keyless spring lock; I could easily open the bolt with my fingernail. I quietly pushed the door open and found my sister naked, one leg on the ground, the other raised and braced against the edge of the bathtub. Her left hand was probing inside her vagina, and her right hand was spraying the showerhead back and forth on her inner thighs. She screamed in fright when she saw me suddenly enter, hurriedly pulling her fingers out. She crossed her arms over her chest, trying to cover her large, white breasts.
I rushed over, hugged my sister, took her left hand, and started licking her fingers. My sister struggled to break free, and I seized the opportunity to hug her neck and kiss her lips. I fiercely sucked on her lips and saliva, pressing my chest against her full breasts. My left hand reached down to her crotch and touched her; her entire inner thigh was slippery and covered in the sticky fluid flowing from her cunt. My fingers darted through the wet pubic hair for a while, and my sister involuntarily wiggled her hips. I held my newly erect penis against her cunt, wanting to test if it was permissible to penetrate
her now. My sister reached out and grasped my penis, then suddenly raised her arms and encircled my neck, turning and pressing me against the wall, kissing me frantically, her body undulating against me, her two large breasts rubbing against me, and letting out a hoarse, beast-like growl from her throat. Only then did I notice that my sister also had thick, dark hair growing in her armpits. I was caught off guard by my sister's aggressive advances.
She reached out and grabbed my penis, straightening it. Then, she stood on tiptoe and brought her vagina closer, pressing her hips down, and my glans and part of my penis slid into her wet vagina. I immediately felt my penis enveloped in a slippery, warm wetness. Because of my standing position, my penis slipped out of her vagina after only a few twists of her hips.
I quickly lay down on the ground. Seeing this, my sister squatted down, guided my penis to her vaginal opening, and lowered her hips to slide it in. As my penis pierced her vagina, my sister let out a long, mournful moan. Then she began to move up and down rapidly. My penis was enveloped by her tight vagina, and with her up-and-down movements, it felt like being squeezed and sucked, an incomparable pleasure. Because I had just ejaculated, my sensitivity had decreased considerably; otherwise, I might have already succumbed after just a few thrusts. Even so, I decided to passively accept being fucked, afraid that I might accidentally ejaculate if I took the initiative.
My sister was a slut after all. My previous restraint, bound by familial ties, prevented me from ever considering doing this with my real brother. It seems I'm even more of a horny dick than my sister. Finally, unable to resist the lust, I gave up, and the deliberately suppressed carnal desire erupted like a dam breaking, no longer under my control. The guilt and shame of violating taboos only added a wicked allure to my lust; such is human nature—the dirtier and uglier something is, the more it can ignite a person's most primal and wildest sexual desires. And once this magic is released, the mask of civilization crumbles like dry leaves.
"Ah…brother…your dick, finally fucking sister…fucking sister's cunt…fuck harder…fuck me to death…oh…fuck sister to death." My sister's buttocks rose and fell faster and faster, her fleshy buttocks slapping against my thighs with a slapping sound. After a while, probably tired, she sat on my lap, moving back and forth, side to side, or in a circular motion. Her breasts bounced with her movements, dazzling to the eye.
"Ah...ah..." my sister moaned hoarsely. I felt the juices from her vagina flowing down my penis to my thighs. I really wanted to know what a woman's vaginal fluid tasted like, so I begged my sister to let me taste it. Without hesitation, my sister got up and took two steps forward, squatting above my face. Her swollen, red vulva was now fully visible, her labia and pubic hair covered in white foam. She squatted down again, her entire vulva covering my lips.
I sucked on my sister's vulva like a starving ghost. Licking a vulva was a different experience from kissing; it felt softer. I pinched my lips together, sucking the soft flesh into my mouth, then licking and scraping it indiscriminately with my tongue. The vaginal fluid tasted similar to egg white, slippery, slightly salty and fishy with a faint pungent smell. "Big dick brother, does sister's cunt taste good?... You licked sister's cunt clean... Is sister's cunt pungent?... Oh... Pungent dick brother, you're so good at licking... Your mouth is so cute... Ah... Sister can't take it anymore... Sister wants you to keep fucking her... Sister's pungent cunt is so itchy... You can eat it whenever you want... Now fuck me first..." Sister couldn't bear the emptiness inside her cunt, got up and sat back on my dick, continuing to ride
and thrust a few times before she couldn't help but cry out again. "...Oh... So comfortable. Pungent dick brother... Thrust harder, fuck pungent cunt sister to death, fuck pungent cunt to pieces..." Not long after, sister suddenly stopped thrusting, the muscles on her thighs trembled violently, her buttocks pressed down desperately, her cunt gripped my dick tightly, trembling and spasming in waves. "Ah...no...let me die...fuck me to death...fuck me to death...ah..." She leaned down, kissing and sucking my lips with fervor, as she climaxed. My lips and tongue intertwined with hers, while I felt her climax. After about ten seconds, her trembling and spasms subsided. Exhausted, she lay on top of me to rest
, giving her some time to catch her breath. My penis remained obediently inside her vagina, not moving. I only used it to caress her back. When my hand reached her buttocks, I lingered, reluctant to leave. When my right index finger brushed against her anus, it felt slippery with vaginal fluid, so I pressed down, and with the lubrication of the fluid, my finger suddenly slipped into her flesh.
"Mmm...no..." My sister gasped,
her anus contracting violently as she felt the foreign object invading, like squeezing out feces, causing her vagina to clench sharply as well. "That's really fun," I thought to myself, tapping a few more times before finally pulling my embedded knuckle out after my sister protested.
"Sister, your little cunt hasn't been fucked enough yet, has it? Get up and let my cock fuck you for a while." Hearing this, my sister got up and tried to lie down on the floor. I quickly stopped her: "It's too cold here, how could I bear to let you lie here? Go to the sofa." My sister obediently got up, and I hugged her, my big cock erect, and we returned to the living room. As soon as my sister sat on the sofa, she hooked her arm around my neck and offered her lips, and we kissed passionately again. Then my sister sat sideways on the sofa, leaning back and resting her head on the armrest, her arms holding her knees, spreading her legs into an M shape, her entire cunt welcoming my entry
. I knelt between her legs, grabbed my cock, and thrust it into her cunt. The first time I actively thrust into a woman's cunt, the feeling was indescribable. I couldn't help but marvel at the ingenuity of creation; with each thrust, the folds inside her cunt scraped against my cock, sending shivers of pleasure through me. My cock also scraped against the walls of her cunt as it went in and out, making my sister feel like she was in heaven. Before long, she began to wriggle her hips to meet my movements, and hoarse yet excited moans escaped her throat once more. Her wet cunt also made gurgling sounds.
[To be continued]

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