The three of us

Nothing tastes better than dumplings, and nothing tastes better than my sister-in-law!
Spring is here, and it's the season for making friends again. The frequent sandstorms of spring can't drown out my restless heart. As usual, as one of my main ways to relax, I habitually opened WeChat, hoping to find someone who understands me. Soon, QQ seemed to understand my thoughts and recommended a friend to me. With the sandstorms covering my mind, my heart became braver, so I added this friend named Tea.
After chatting for over a day, Tea suggested I talk to my sister-in-law. Encouraged by this challenge, I boldly added Sea as a friend, and Sea quickly approved my request. After exchanging greetings, I found my sister-in-law to be generous and knowledgeable, seemingly familiar with everything, and we chatted fluently and enjoyably. When I finished work that evening, it felt like we had talked for a long time, but when I calculated it, we had only known each other for eight hours. It felt like a reunion with an old friend of eight years—this must be love at first sight. For the next two or three days, we chatted about everything under the sun, and the air was thick with the scent of hormones.
On the third day, I finally found a moment to calm my excited heart. Taking advantage of my sister-in-law's conversation about her cooking, I said I wanted to eat her food. She agreed, and with my careful planning, we successfully set a date for our get-together. The next few days were a long wait, until finally the day of departure arrived. I ate breakfast early that day, changed into what I considered a clean shirt and underwear—first impressions are important—and of course, shaved and took care of my personal hygiene.
When I arrived at the station, seeing them drive all the way to pick me up, my heart pounded with excitement, my hands trembling, unsure what to do. In the car, I shook hands with my sister-in-law, my excitement growing even stronger. Touching her gentle hand, I felt a rare warmth, even though she kept pulling her mask up. We soon arrived at the hotel, where my brother and sister-in-law unloaded several baskets of household goods from the car. Our wonderful life together was about to begin.
We had dinner together that evening. At first, I was a little reserved, but after a few rounds of drinks, I felt more comfortable speaking freely – alcohol really does give you courage. Finally, the wonderful moment of entering the bridal chamber arrived. Back in the room, my sister-in-law started taking a shower. My brother encouraged me to join her, but I was shy, so I continued chatting with him. He was very kind and created a very warm atmosphere. As we chatted, my sister-in-law came out, looking as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water. I then asked my brother to shower, but he said he had just showered that morning, so I went in and rinsed off. As a single woman, you always need to have some "special skills," and I'm no exception. Taking advantage of the shower, I gave my sister-in-law a spa treatment, starting with her back. She half-concealed, half-pushed, half-reluctantly. I carefully massaged her entire body, finally focusing on one center, two key points – these were the focus, of course, I had to emphasize them – gently stroking and massaging around her clitoris. I quickly felt the time was right. I felt my sister-in-law's vulva was much wetter. In the soft light, I saw her pubic hair, neatly trimmed like eyebrows, standing on either side of a narrow slit, partially obscured by two budding flower petals. I couldn't wait any longer. I threw off the towel, abandoning all restraint. After a slight hesitation at the entrance, I slowly entered her vulva. She gasped, "Ah, it hurts! It's too big!" I gasped, "Oh no, I hurt her." But I also felt the joy of our wedding night, the warmth of being tightly enveloped, like returning home and finding my tribe. With
a few thrusts, I felt a warm current flow inside, aided by her vaginal fluids. At this point, I could clearly feel that she was no longer in pain. Because my brother was kissing her breasts, she relaxed even more. Then I said to my brother, "Come on, you try," and we switched positions. My sister-in-law seemed more familiar with my brother's techniques; her whole body writhed, and I guessed she had orgasmed. Then, I felt my older brother pause a few times, probably reaching his climax as well. So I took over, and soon I couldn't resist the tight sucking of her vagina. My mind went blank, my testicles tightened, and a stream of fluid shot deep into my sister-in-law's depths. To make me feel even better, she started oral sex. Her kissing technique was superb; I couldn't feel her teeth at all, it was even more wonderful than oral sex. She could control the pressure, the depth, the sensation, and I could feel the layers of pleasure in her mouth, the endless beauty in her deep throat. She adjusted the rhythm according to the hardness of my penis and my body's response, quickly getting me ready to go again.
That night, the three of us slept in each other's arms. I'm usually very picky about sleeping, I can't stand any noise, but strangely, while my older brother's snoring was deafening, I slept soundly. I usually wake up early, and the next morning I woke up around 5 a.m. My hardworking sister-in-law was also up early. I said, "Honey, come here, let's have another good hug." She got up and came over, and I hugged her tightly, and she hugged me tightly too. At that moment, I felt like we were about to become one again, so I quickly kissed her two firm and full breasts, and then kissed her whole body. We then had sex for an hour, and I later heard that she had orgasms many times. About an hour later, my brother woke up too. At this time, my little brother was still in the warm vagina, enjoying the beautiful morning, listening to the birds chirping outside the window. The birds outside woke up my brother's big bird as well, and we fought together. We used a series of steps, that is, my sister-in-law raised her round buttocks, and I entered from behind, while my brother lay flat and put his penis into my sister-in-law's sweet mouth.
Then, in the dim light of dawn, my sister-in-law straddled me. Her beautiful body made my brother-in-law unable to resist taking out his phone and snapping a few pictures of her beautiful figure. I, on the other hand, enjoyed the pleasure of her thrusting back and forth and her up-and-down movements, similar to the pleasure of horseback riding. This pleasure allowed my glans to feel the cervix, and my coronal sulcus to feel the stimulation of her G-spot. Soon, several gushes of fluid gushed out from her vagina, soaking the sheets, passing through the mattress, and finally reaching the bedsheet. Seeing that my sister-in-law had reached her climax, I had her lie on my chest, and I began to thrust violently from below. At this moment, I could clearly feel her vagina sucking on my penis. My penis couldn't resist the temptation of this battlefield and quickly ejaculated. Later, I discovered that my sister-in-law had bled when she was on top. I told her that I had become a virgin again, of course, I had used too much force, and I was really sorry to her.
In the following days, we got along very well. In the evenings, my brother and sister-in-law and I would eat barbecue and drink, or have a few drinks. It truly felt like the best of times. We shared a rare and wonderful time together, a truly enriching life experience. My sister-in-law said it was like sweet water, nourishing the spring and also nourishing our bodies and minds. The warm water she sprayed warmed Little Egg and also warmed our family of three.

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