sister in law

My first meeting with my sister-in-law was at my cousin's wedding.

In my area, there's a custom for the wedding procession: the groom finds an unmarried young boy he knows, preferably his brother. The night before the wedding, this boy sleeps with the groom, a custom called "pressing the bed," the reason for which is unknown. The next day, when the bride gets out of the wedding car, the boy leads her by the hand (the bride pays him). After the bride enters the house, she washes her face, and the boy pours out the water (again, the bride pays him). I was that boy at my cousin's wedding.

I was only in the first year of junior high school, a complete virgin. I'd never heard of pornography (there weren't any adult films in my area then, so the only thing you could watch was porn), or erotic novels. I'd never masturbated. At that time, I only knew that women were different from me, but I didn't know exactly how. So, nothing happened between my first meeting with my sister-in-law, and nothing could have happened. In fact, nothing happened for many years afterward. My sister-in-law was just my sister-in-law.

My brother is a driver. He doesn't own a house in the county town and rents a small one. This house was originally a courtyard, but I heard the original owners, a married couple, had a falling out and eventually divided the house in two, separating them with a wall. My brother lives in that house. Every year during Chinese New Year, the three of them go back to their hometown, and my family helps them put up the Spring Festival couplets. That's how the following story happened.

That New Year's Eve, my brother's family had already gone back home, and my mother asked me to put up the couplets. At that time, I had already graduated from high school and was in college, with only a girlfriend nicknamed "Five Fingers Girl" (you know what I mean). After I finished putting up the couplets, I just casually went in to take a look, really just casually. Perhaps surprises often happen like this, suddenly falling on your head. Anyway, I felt like I was blessed by Lady Luck—I saw my sister-in-law's family's clothes hanging on the clothes rack. Looking closer, to be precise, I even rummaged through the clothes and saw what I wanted to see—my sister-in-law's bra and underwear. Honestly, I was really excited. Although my sister-in-law isn't exactly beautiful, she's 164cm tall, and with her bangs, she looks really good from a distance. Her breasts aren't small either, a C cup, but her hips aren't very big. I've fantasized about my sister-in-law before when I masturbated, but perhaps my fantasies weren't good enough; simply fantasizing about her didn't motivate me. But now that I've seen her underwear, what can I say? I was careful then, noticing how her underwear was hung on the hanger and even took a picture, just in case I couldn't put it back together after taking it down. After preparing myself, I carefully took the bra off the hanger, held it to my nose, and took a deep breath. There was no feminine scent like in novels, just the smell of laundry detergent. Feeling a little uncomfortable, I picked up her panties and smelled them again. Still the smell of laundry detergent. Ugh, that damn laundry detergent. Oh well, laundry detergent it is, at least I have something to play with. I quickly pulled off my pants and underwear, and immediately shivered; it was still cold on New Year's Eve. But my heart was warm.

There was a wardrobe with a mirror where my sister-in-law hung her clothes to dry. Looking at myself in the mirror—still wearing my own clothes on top, my penis wrapped in my sister-in-law's underwear, holding her bra in my hand—I unconsciously started masturbating, closing my eyes and imagining my sister-in-law standing beside me, watching me masturbate with her bra and underwear; imagining my sister-in-law standing beside me, completely naked; imagining my sister-in-law whispering in my ear, saying how big my penis is; imagining my sister-in-law squatting under me, opening her mouth close to my penis, carefully licking my big cock; imagining my sister-in-law swaying her body, shaking her breasts; imagining my sister-in-law standing on a bench, using her vulva... Her lips rubbed against my penis;...While fantasizing that my sister-in-law was standing next to me, I rapidly masturbated, feeling myself coming, feeling like I couldn't take it anymore, almost there, "Sister-in-law, I can't take it anymore, I can't hold it in..." "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law..." "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, look, I'm coming for you..." A shiver ran through me, and a large amount of milky white fluid shot out. Because my penis was covered by her panties, the semen all got onto my sister-in-law's panties. After a while, I felt my soul return to my body. Looking at myself in the mirror, the bra in my hand had fallen to the ground, and there was a puddle of milky white semen on my bright red panties. I closed my eyes again, imagining my sister-in-law standing beside me, witnessing the entire ejaculation, seeing my semen on her underwear; imagining her standing face-to-face with me, watching me still holding her bright red underwear, sticking out her tongue, slowly tracing it from one corner of her mouth across her upper lip, across the other, across her lower lip, finally returning to the corner of her mouth where it started… After a while, I opened my eyes. The woman I had imagined wasn't there, the woman I should call sister-in-law, but who I really wanted to call Xiang'er. Silently, I took the underwear off my penis, wiped it with the underwear, grabbed my clothes, and quickly put them on—it was so cold that day.

After getting dressed, I looked at the semen-stained underwear, thinking that washing the underwear for my imagined wife was no problem at all. So I took the bra and underwear into the bathroom, got a plastic basin, filled it with water and laundry detergent, and put the underwear in to soak first.

Leaving the bathroom, I went to the toilet. After thinking for a moment, I couldn't resist my inner evil. I opened the cardboard box next to the toilet. Ugh, nothing there. I was hoping for a surprise. Then I thought, I've had enough surprises today. Any more would be too much. Everything in excess is bad; one should be kind. After

consoling myself for a while, I returned to the master bedroom. I looked around; besides the bed and the TV, nothing special. Suddenly, I remembered. I was so busy masturbating that I only looked at the clothes rack hanging up my underwear; I hadn't checked the wardrobe. Thinking of this, I immediately went back to the room. I opened the wardrobe door and saw that my sister-in-law didn't have many clothes, or rather, they were well-organized and not visible. I could definitely find them if I wanted to, but the price would be too high. I closed the wardrobe door and thought I'd wash my bra. A quick soak would be enough. Tomorrow morning is the first day of the new year; I decided to have one more shot, my first shot of the new year. Okay, I'd better finish washing the clothes, spin them dry, and hang them to air dry in the inner room. They should be dry by tomorrow morning.

Finally, the new year has arrived. I quickly set off the firecracker, opened the door, went in, and locked it behind me so no one would disturb my "private time" with my sister-in-law. I touched the bra and panties I washed yesterday; they were barely damp—nice! Standing in front of yesterday's mirror, I thought to myself, yesterday we were only in this small room; next door is the master bedroom, and my sister-in-law slept there—how silly of me! With that thought, I immediately rushed to the master bedroom, turned on the light (it's still quite dark at 6 pm in winter), and closed the bedroom door—it would be warm soon. I quickly took off my clothes, grabbed my sister-in-law's clothes, and crawled into bed. Wow, it's so cold! I shivered as soon as I got under the covers. I turned on the electric blanket, and it took a while to feel warm. Time's up.

I put on my sister-in-law's bright red panties and bra. It felt a little perverse, but to me, it was a pleasure, an unparalleled pleasure. I sat up, took off the bra, folded it in half and placed it on the bed, folded the panties inside the bra, inserted my erect penis into the bra, and lay on the bed thrusting my hips, as if I were fucking my sister-in-law's bra and panties. It was as if my sister-in-law was lying beneath me, her hazy eyes looking at me, her lips tightly biting, enduring my assault. Slowly, as I thrust, I felt I could really see my sister-in-law; she was wearing that bright red lingerie set, covered by a layer of transparent gauze, and she opened the closed door. Watching my swaying buttocks, she smiled seductively; slowly, she removed the thin veil draped over her body, leaving only her bright red bra and panties; slowly she raised her hands, rolled them behind her back, moved a few times, and then her hands returned to the front, each hand holding a strap of the bra, pulling it down little by little. Her delicate hands loosened, and the bra fell to her feet, revealing her two breasts; she wrapped her arms around her breasts, giving me a provocative glance; bending down, she gently removed her panties, instantly revealing a dark triangle of pubic hair. I felt my penis instantly grow harder. My sister-in-law walked to the bedside with sexy steps, naturally lay down, and said nothing, just looked at me; I slowly leaned in, my penis erect, and thrust straight in. "Mmm...mmm..." "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, it's so hot, so wet..." "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore..." "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, Xiang, I'm coming, I'm going to cum all over you..." A chill ran through me, and another gush of liquid flowed out of my body. ...It felt like a long time had passed. I slowly came back to my senses. Where was my Xiang'er, my sister-in-law? Nothing was there. All that was left was the bra and panties my sister-in-law used to wear, lying between my legs, receiving my assault. That gush of liquid was the result of the "battle." I rolled over and lay naked on the bed, not knowing which side was where my sister-in-law slept. Never mind, let it be. Imagining my sister-in-law getting pleasure between my legs, I felt excited.

Same place, same method, all morning, imagining my sister-in-law receiving pleasure between my legs, I cummed many times, only stopping when my penis hurt as soon as it became erect. I washed and dried the underwear again, hung it on the hanger as before, and locked the door, as if locking away the memory of my closest sexual encounter with my sister-in-law . 　　**********

... I watched my sister-in-law reclining and sleeping. Today, she had her favorite bangs styled. Looking at her up close, I felt so calm; the lust I had imagined didn't arise. Everything was so beautiful. I don't know how much time passed before the bus stopped at a rest area. I woke my sister-in-law and told her to get off and rest. As she got up, I thought I saw something fall down. I looked closer, and lo and behold, it was a sanitary napkin! I glanced at her and saw her face flush red. She quickly picked it up and got off the bus. When she got back on the bus, her face was still red. Suddenly, I felt I couldn't resist anymore; my penis immediately stood at attention. Luckily, it was summer, and I was wearing shorts, so my erection wasn't very noticeable. Soon, the bus started moving again. Because of the sanitary napkin incident, there was a slight awkwardness between my sister-in-law and me. I noticed she wasn't sitting comfortably, her buttocks barely moving. Haha, it seems that even though my sister-in-law is not young, she's still quite uncomfortable with this kind of awkward situation. 　　I sat next to her, pretending my bottom was uncomfortable, and moved closer to her. She glanced up at me, didn't say anything, and quickly lowered her head again. What does that mean? Is she telling me it's okay to continue?

Never mind, let's try first. "Sister-in-law, that sanitary napkin from earlier..." "Nothing happened just now, you...you didn't see anything." Before I could finish speaking, my sister-in-law interrupted me, though her voice wasn't loud, and her head was still down. I felt like I had a chance. "Sister-in-law, I was wrong earlier." Seeing my sister-in-law look up at me, the rest of my words got stuck in my throat, and I quickly changed the subject. "Sister-in-law, what do you think, if the check-up ends early today, how about we go shopping? After all, Nanjing has a lot of food and entertainment. If we just want to look around and not buy anything, we can go to Xinjiekou." "Xinjiekou?" "It's a commercial center, basically, it has everything for eating, drinking, and having fun." "Oh, we'll see. If it ends early, let's go check it out, but eating there must be expensive." "Okay, let's look around then, and eat near our hotel." As I spoke, I moved closer to my sister-in-law, finally standing next to her. My sister-in-law glanced at me but didn't say anything. She didn't say anything, but that was enough. I understood immediately, reaching out to take my sister-in-law's hand and gently stroking it. She does a lot of housework, so her hands weren't as smooth as a young woman's; they were rough and calloused. Carefully touching her hand, I looked up at her still-blushing face and couldn't help but kiss her cheek. She rolled her eyes at me, which I saw as a temptation, a signal. I immediately pressed her hand to my crotch, to my already erect penis. I felt her hand struggle slightly, but at this point, there was no room for resistance. Besides, the strength of her struggle was rather pathetic; it was probably just a form of modesty. Feeling her hands caress me, I felt genuinely comfortable, both physically and psychologically. My hand touched her breasts; even through her bra and outer clothing, I could feel their softness. My unsatisfied hands, no longer under my control, unconsciously wanted to go further. Just then, my sister-in-law's hands left my crotch and pressed down on mine, blocking my further exploration. "Don't do this, we're in the car, please don't do this, okay?" "Sister-in-law, I'll listen to you, but look, my little brother won't obey me..." Instantly, my sister-in-law's face turned even redder, "Don't do this, or, or... I'll use my hand... you know..." "Really? Sister-in-law..." I seemed to hear my sister-in-law agree, but her voice was so soft that I couldn't even hear it sitting next to her. But whether I heard it or not didn't matter, the important thing was the fact. Watching my sister-in-law's hands slowly move towards her waistband, I couldn't help but reach out and grab her hands, quickly reaching for her waistband, pulling it open, and directly reaching inside, grabbing my swollen penis. Really, the first feeling was warmth, such warm hands. Everyone knows that the temperature of a penis is normally slightly lower than that of the human body. Although the temperature rises during erection and engorgement, the temperature of the palms is not low, and with the common problem of nervousness—sweaty palms—the temperature naturally won't be low. I looked at my sister-in-law's face, "Sister-in-law, can you move a little? I really want to feel your hands stroking my penis, is that okay?" I knew that my sister-in-law would definitely not refuse at this moment; if she were going to refuse, she should have refused earlier, not now when things were so close. My sister-in-law didn't dare to look me in the eye, lowered her head, and her hands obediently began to move. Although it wasn't fast, it felt completely different from stroking myself. I leaned over and kissed my sister-in-law's face, and as I kissed her, I kissed her lips, sometimes holding them in my mouth, sometimes licking them with my tongue, but my sister-in-law still wouldn't open her teeth, so I couldn't go deeper, which was a real pity. "Sister-in-law, your hands are so warm, really..." I whispered in my sister-in-law's ear. After saying that, I took my sister-in-law's earlobe into my mouth. Leaning against her, I felt her body stiffen; it seemed this was one of her G-spots. I reached out and kneaded her full breasts for a while, then moved towards her pants, slowly, slowly, so she could feel my hand. Suddenly, she looked up and whispered in my ear, "Not here, please, okay?" Hearing her soft whisper and feeling her breath, my penis instantly swelled again; I felt it was already at its maximum size. He leaned close to his sister-in-law's ear and breathed out, "Sister-in-law, I couldn't help myself, my hands weren't under my brain's control. But since you said so, my brain has to control my hands, right? But... sister-in-law, my hands aren't satisfied, and I feel so bad. Sister-in-law, what should I do?" "You little beast who stole from your brother's wall, you're already like this, what more do you want?" "Sister-in-law, it's not my fault, it's all because of that sanitary napkin of yours. But I do have to thank that sanitary napkin. Sister-in-law, tell me, is that sanitary napkin still on you?"

"..." "Looks like it's working now, sister-in-law, don't stop. Sister-in-law, after we finish seeing the doctor, let's go to the hotel to rest for a while. I want that sanitary napkin, don't hide it or throw it away, I want it." "No, um..." Before my sister-in-law could finish speaking, I kissed her lips. "Sister-in-law, don't say anything, we'll talk about everything later. Right now, I just want to enjoy your gentleness, enjoy the pleasure your hands bring me. Sister-in-law, do you know, I've waited for this moment for so long, it's only ever appeared in my dreams, I never thought it would happen in reality one day, I'm so happy. Sister-in-law, I love you, sister-in-law, I love you, faster, faster, I want to give you all my essence..." Obviously, my sister-in-law's hand on my penis moved faster. I stopped talking, just rested my head on my sister-in-law's neck, smelling her scent, very faint, the scent of shower gel. After a shiver, my semen gushed out, spilling onto my sister-in-law's hands and my underwear. She took her hand out, and I stared at the milky white semen on it. The liquid that had been inside me just seconds before was now lying quietly in her hand. I was speechless. She took out a tissue and wiped her hands clean, but the smell of semen lingered. Seeing her give me a disapproving look, I felt an urge. I grabbed her hand, put it in my mouth, looked into her eyes, and sucked on it. The smell of semen filled the air, but it didn't matter; I remained absorbed in sucking on her hand. Not long after, my sister-in-law stopped me from sucking. "I'm tired, I want to rest. You...you shouldn't do anything else, okay?" "Sister-in-law, I know. You should rest if you're tired. I'll wake you up when we get to Nanjing." Without giving her a chance to refuse, I put my arms around her shoulders and placed her head on my shoulder. "Sister-in-law, go to sleep. Have a good sleep. Be good." The rest of the journey was completed as I quietly watched my sleeping sister-in-law.

After seeing the doctor and completing the tests, the reports wouldn't be available until the next day. My sister-in-law and I left the hospital and took a bus to the hotel I had booked online. After lunch, we strolled around for a while, but my sister-in-law doesn't like shopping, and it was incredibly hot—the hotel truly lived up to its name as an "oven." So we went back to the hotel. My sister-in-law said she needed to use the restroom and went straight in. She came out a while later. I immediately went into the restroom, opened the cardboard box, and found no sanitary napkins. It seemed my sister-in-law was still using them, thankfully. I urinated, relieving myself. When I came out, I saw my sister-in-law watching TV. Remembering what happened in the car, my penis involuntarily twitched, feeling a slight erection. I sat down next to my sister-in-law, staring straight at her. My sister-in-law seemed a little embarrassed by my gaze. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, I kissed her, kissing her lips tightly, my tongue occasionally licking her lips and teeth. Slowly, I felt my sister-in-law relax a bit, and my hands immediately covered her breasts, kneading and changing their shape. Soon, my sister-in-law's teeth loosened their clenching, and I knew my chance had come. My tongue pressed harder against her teeth, quickly entering her mouth, chasing her tongue, sucking her saliva—it tasted like the best drink imaginable. Knowing she was struggling to breathe, she pushed me away, and our lips, pressed tightly together, finally parted. Saliva clung to our lips, slowly stretching out, creating a lewd atmosphere under the sunlight. We took a few deep breaths, looking at each other. The distance between us shortened again, and our lips met once more. This time, it wasn't me who initiated it; my sister-in-law took the initiative, extending her tongue into my mouth. My tongue immediately coiled around hers, chasing each other's saliva. After a while, we looked into each other's eyes. "You know I'm your sister-in-law. It's too late to say this now, but I still have to. We haven't gone all the way yet, and I don't want to make any more mistakes. I know you're feeling terrible. I can help you like we did in the car, okay?" "Sister-in-law, we've already made mistakes. Even if we stop now, it won't change anything..." "No, it's not like that. Don't force me, okay? I've already made mistakes, and I don't want to make any more... Didn't you say you wanted my... my... sanitary napkins? I'll give them to you. I can help you with my hand. Don't go all the way..." "One step, okay? My sister-in-law can't forgive herself..." "Sister-in-law, we've already made a mistake. Even if you stop now, can you really forgive yourself?" "But at least I can tell myself I haven't crossed my bottom line. Don't push me, okay? Didn't you say you love me? Is this how you show your love? Making me even more miserable?" "...Sister-in-law, I...I promise you, we won't do anything that crosses your current bottom line. If this happens..." "I'll promise you anything. I...I know I was wrong." "You shouldn't have done that in the car. I somehow ended up helping you masturbate, sigh..." "You used my underwear to masturbate, am I right?" "No, I didn't have the chance. If you gave me a chance, I definitely wouldn't miss it." "Still trying to deny it? You think I don't know? That year after the New Year, when I got home and was tidying up my clothes, I found tiny white spots on my bra and panties. I didn't think about it then, but after helping you ejaculate in the car today, I finally understood. Now you're not denying it anymore, are you?" "Uh, yes, but I remember I washed them thoroughly. How could they still be there?" "Anything left behind?" "Heh, do you think you can wash it all off?" "Alright, since you already know, let's continue what we were doing." "You promised me..." "I know, I'll keep my word. Sister-in-law, can I call you Xiang'er?" "Only today, never again." "Xiang'er, I love you." "Mmm..." I kissed Xiang'er's lips again, my tongue chasing hers, sucking her saliva... Watching Xiang slowly remove her clothes, I quickly took off mine. Seeing the sanitary napkin still stuck to Xiang's underwear, I couldn't help but reach out and pull the underwear up to my eyes, looking at the wet stain in the middle of the sanitary napkin, and the tiny bit of blood in the middle, then looking up at my sister-in-law. "My period started these past few days, but it's almost over." I held the sanitary napkin under my nose, took a deep breath, and was immediately hit by a strong, pungent smell. I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and lick the blood and dampness off the napkin. I pulled down my underwear and looked at my sister-in-law. "I promised you I wouldn't do anything that crosses your line, but I think as long as I don't actually put my penis inside you, that won't cross your line, right, Xiang?" My sister-in-law nodded reluctantly, clearly my actions just now foreshadowing what I was about to do. I pushed my sister-in-law onto the bed, spread her legs, and immediately my eyes were met with black pubic hair, thick pubic hair. I leaned in, ran my hand over the pubic hair, and then pressed my face against it, feeling the roughness of the pubic hair rubbing against my face. Looking down at my sister-in-law's labia, I guessed she didn't have sex very frequently, as her labia weren't turned outwards much. Although they weren't exactly pink, they weren't dark either. My lips pressed against my sister-in-law's labia, my tongue licking back and forth between them. "Mmm...mmm...slower...gentler..." Hearing her moans, I felt I received her signal. I buried my face in her labia again, licking deeply, my tongue occasionally trying to penetrate her vagina. Feeling that my mouth alone couldn't satisfy my desire, I used my hands to pry open her labia, revealing her urethra and vagina. I blew a breath onto her urethra, and her body trembled a few times. Her moans were even more unbearable. I extended a finger and gently probed her vagina, immediately feeling my finger enveloped in warmth and moisture. Indeed, women are made of water. "No...no..." "Don't go any deeper, please, didn't we agree?" Helpless, I could only remove my finger, turn my sister-in-law over, and spread her fleshy buttocks, her anus filling my vision. Compared to her skin color, her anus was a bit dark, with a few stray hairs. I reached out and stroked her anus, then brought my nose close to it and took a deep sniff. There was a slight smell of urine, probably from just urinating. I stuck out my tongue and licked it. I couldn't take it anymore; if this continued, I probably wouldn't be able to keep my word. I pulled my sister-in-law up and put my penis near her mouth, indicating that she should use her mouth to service my penis. My sister-in-law looked at me, sensed my determination, and opened her mouth to swallow it whole. However, she misjudged her mouth and my penis, and failed. Her teeth even bumped against my penis, and a wave of pain washed over me. "Take it slow, you can use your tongue," I told my sister-in-law. My sister-in-law rolled her eyes at me, stuck out her tongue, and started licking my penis. Perhaps this was her first time; it felt very awkward, and her teeth kept bumping against my penis. Oh well, I won't make things difficult for her. I made my sister-in-law pick up her panties and put them on my penis. While stroking my penis, she stuck out her tongue and licked the exposed glans. Soon I felt like I was about to ejaculate, and my penis was noticeably bigger. My sister-in-law knew I was about to ejaculate. "Sister-in-law, I want you to catch it with your mouth, quick, I'm going to cum... Sister-in-law, sister-in-law... I'm going to cum... Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, mouth... mouth... Sister-in-law, it's coming... I'm coming... Sister-in-law..." With a series of "plop" sounds, my glans opened, and white fluid gushed out, shooting into my sister-in-law's mouth, and some even splashed onto her face and hair... After a while, I finished ejaculating, and my legs went weak as I sat on the bed, looking at my sister-in-law's face. "Sister-in-law, I... I'll swallow it, okay?" I looked at my sister-in-law intently, pleading with her. My sister-in-law looked at me intently, her throat bobbed, and the semen slid down her throat. Seeing her actually swallow my semen made me so happy. Ignoring the taste of my semen still lingering on her mouth and the undried semen on her face, I kissed her lips, my tongue returning to its favorite spot, chasing after her tongue, sucking her saliva… After a while, we separated. I carried her into the bathroom, washing each other's bodies. In the bathroom, I couldn't help but get an erection again, and in the end, my sister-in-law helped me relieve myself with her hand, of course, swallowing my semen as well. …During the time before going home, whenever we were in the hotel, my sister-in-law and I were always naked, satisfying each other whenever we felt like it. Of course, I didn't just think about my own pleasure; I willingly used my mouth to help her climax as well.

One afternoon and one night, my sister-in-law and I did it countless times. All I know is that when I woke up the next day, my penis would hurt when it was erect, so I tried not to think about anything inappropriate to avoid the pain.

Since that time I went to the doctor with my sister-in-law, I haven't been able to be intimate with her again. I also can't bring myself to use that incident to blackmail her into having a fake relationship with me again. Forget it, let's just consider it a memory. Since my sister-in-law doesn't want to ruin her life, I don't want to put her in a difficult position. I love her, and I don't want her to suffer.

Forget it, let's just consider it a memory, let's just consider it my fantasy. Watching my sister-in-law busy with housework at home, it's all over.

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