He did it with his wife's sister

I'm not the kind of person who commits incestuous acts. Of course, the "sister" I'm referring to isn't my biological sister; she's my wife's older sister, and I just call her that, like my wife does.
She used to teach math at a primary school in the county, but recently transferred to a kindergarten in the city. Since she couldn't find a place to live right away, she's staying at my place. The house isn't big, about 70 square meters, two bedrooms and a living room. My wife and I moved in a year ago, after our marriage. We were
newlyweds, and my wife and I were still very much in love, so her presence didn't have much of an impact on our lives (except for having to be a little quieter during sex).
What happened was completely accidental, and everyone involved was very rational afterward, so things quickly calmed down, like a pebble dropped into a bowl of clear water, without causing much of a ripple.
Here's what happened:
That Saturday, my wife had been away on a business trip for almost a week, but she still wasn't coming back (I'd been holding back for almost a week too). As is customary, my sister usually goes back to the county to reunite with her husband and nephew around this time of week, but she said she wouldn't be going back this week because of a kindergarten activity.
That night, some friends invited me out for tea and cards. I got home after 1 a.m., and my sister's bedroom door was tightly closed, so she must have been asleep. I, however, was still very excited from the tea, so I went online and browsed some adult websites.
It was the rainy season, and the weather was muggy, threatening rain, so I closed my bedroom door, turned on the air conditioner (only my master bedroom has air conditioning), and slowly enjoyed the pictures and videos. By 2 a.m., I was excited, and now even my penis was aroused. I decided to take a good shower and then masturbate to release the pent-up desire of the week.
Since I assumed my sister was already asleep, and it was too hot, I didn't wear underwear after showering. I stood in front of the sink in the hallway outside the bathroom, rinsing my mouth, my head still burning with desire as I thought about the exciting scenes in the videos.
At that moment, my sister came out of her room to use the bathroom. Normally, in this 70-centimeter-wide aisle, I could easily let her into the restroom by simply turning sideways. But at that moment, I was lost in my fantasies and completely unaware of her arrival, much less that I was naked! She was also still half-asleep and didn't see my situation clearly as she approached. She walked up to me, and I turned to let her pass.
At that moment, she froze!
A strong (just kidding, please don't mind) adult male was facing her, completely naked.
I also realized the awkwardness, staring straight at her, still holding a water cup and toothbrush in my hands, with toothpaste foam still in my mouth. For a second or two, time, air, everything seemed to freeze.
I quickly snapped back to reality, thinking about how to escape this predicament: rush back to the room? No, she was still blocking the aisle, stunned; retreat back to the restroom? No, that's where she was going, and besides, there were no clothes to wear in the restroom.
As I pondered, I also observed my older sister: she had just woken up, her hair was a little messy, and she was wearing a white silk camisole nightgown that barely covered her thighs. She had originally worn a pair of loose shorts (which I'd occasionally seen before), but she probably hadn't expected to run into me when she got up in the night, so she wasn't wearing them. Underneath the nightgown, white lace panties were faintly visible, and... well, you could vaguely
see... Actually, my sister was quite attractive; she was only about 20 years younger than me. Although she had given birth, her charm hadn't diminished. Her long, slender legs, tall figure, and firm breasts were particularly alluring under the nightgown.
Seeing this, a surge of heat rose from my lower abdomen, rushing to my head, making my ears burn, my face flush, and my heart race; it then surged down into the rich veins of my penis, causing it, already aroused, to quickly become erect!
"Thump, thump," in just a few moments, my unrestrained penis was at a 90-degree angle, pointing directly at my older sister, a step away! It was still throbbing, like a sharp sword, about to pierce her.
The older sister woke up at this point, her face flushing: "Heh... still not asleep?" She moved aside as she spoke. I understood what she meant—pretend she didn't know, nothing happened, that's fine!
"Ugh, ugh," I mumbled, my mouth full of toothpaste foam, unable to say anything, and moved aside as well.
She turned sideways and quickly flashed past me. With that small movement, a "third kind of contact" occurred between us. Since the aisle was only seventy centimeters wide, it was already difficult for two people to pass sideways, and most importantly, my penis was still erect between us! As
she flashed past, her flat stomach brushed against the most sensitive tip of my penis, and the hem of her nightgown was lifted by my penis. She quickly went into the bathroom, closing the door swiftly and lightly...
The touch sent a jolt of electricity through me, radiating throughout my body, making me shudder and feel a chill. It felt amazing! I quickly washed up and slipped back to the bedroom.
Back in my bedroom, I let out a long sigh. Although it was embarrassing earlier, thinking back on it now filled me with excitement. The whole process, every detail, was more real and alluring than any pornographic film downloaded from a website! Okay, I'll use this as my theme for masturbation tonight! I turned on my computer again and pulled up the pictures…
Just then, my sister returned to her room. Judging from the sound of water running in the bathroom, she had already taken a shower—it was too hot and humid.
"Boom—whoosh—" Sure enough, it started raining heavily outside the window. Rain would make it much cooler, and I could sleep better later. It was truly a blessing from heaven, but today it seemed like God had given me more than just that.
"Xiao Chao, Xiao Chao…" My older sister called me urgently from outside the door. I quickly put on some pants and a thin pair of white cotton boxer briefs (I don't like briefs, they're too tight), and went to answer her. She was also wearing those loose silk shorts and nightgown, a matching set, which looked very nice, but she was a little damp.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Quick... the window won't close, the rain is blowing in!"
"Oh!" Without a word, I rushed into her room.
Rain was pouring in through the open window, soaking the bed beneath it. I jumped onto the bed to close the window, but it wouldn't budge. The incompetent developer made these leaky aluminum alloy windows; a plastic sheet at the top had come loose and was jamming the window shut, impossible for one person to pull open.
"Sister, can you help me pull the bottom? We need to work together."
"Oh," she said, braving the rain, kneeling on the bed (beside me), pulling the bottom edge of the window (I pulled the top edge), and finally managing to close it.
"Phew—" We both breathed a sigh of relief. Turning around, I looked at her, and she looked at me. I was standing on the bed, while she was kneeling, both soaked by the rain.
My thin cotton underwear clung damply to my body, clearly outlining the shape of my penis (not yet erect after our earlier actions) and the color of my pubic hair; my older sister's upper body was wet, her silk nightgown clinging gently to her breasts, her nipples, chilled by the water, sticking out pointedly, appearing as two darker points behind the nightgown—a sight far more endearing than what I'd seen in the bathroom hallway.
I watched silently, but my penis began to throb. At that moment, my penis was directly in front of her face.
She wasn't as surprised as before, just looking shyly at my erect penis, not looking away, still kneeling on the bed. It seemed she hadn't had "meat" for a week (didn't go back to the county to have sex with her brother-in-law).
Seeing her reaction, I decided: I'd have her!!!
I got off the bed and said to her, "This bed is wet, why don't you sleep in my room? I have the air conditioning on there, I'll sleep in the living room."
"Okay," she agreed. She went into my room, and I followed, saying, "I'll get a pillow." But I closed the door behind me as soon as I went in!
She wasn't preparing to sleep; instead, she was standing on the edge of the bed watching a movie that was still playing on the computer screen (the computer was always on).
At this moment, I no longer felt embarrassed, but rather overjoyed, and my little brother started jumping even more excitedly!
"You're all wet, let me wipe you off," I said.
She didn't speak, still staring at the screen. I took out a clean towel, stood behind her, and began to dry her. After a few moments, I tentatively pressed my erect penis against her buttocks, slowly, gently... and I hit it!
This time, she shivered, but didn't flinch. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, then leaned her buttocks back slightly.
The die was cast! Seeing the opportunity ripening, I quietly pulled down the straps of her nightgown, which slid down to her chest.
"Hmm," she turned around, crossed her arms, and shyly protested, defending her principles.
Without delay, I grabbed her, pulling her into my arms, and said, "Take it off, you'll catch a cold."
She shook her head again, but didn't object to my actions. I held her tighter and gently pressed my penis against her smooth, soft abdomen. She lowered her head shyly, a slight tremor of excitement from our tryst showing on her lips.
Good, success! Keep trying.
My hands roamed freely, gently caressing her rounded shoulders, gradually sliding down her ribs. My sensitive fingertips could feel the pores of her skin happily opening as she swayed slightly. Moving further down, through her silk pajama bottoms, I stroked her full, round buttocks. Wait, there were no underwear under those loose shorts! Could it be…?
Maybe it was too hot, and she sweated while sleeping, dampening her underwear, which she had taken off after showering.
Wow! I pulled up the hem of her shorts, my burning hands pressing directly onto her smooth, full buttocks. “Mmm,” she gasped, trying to push my hands away. She had her arms crossed over her chest, her slipped nightgown still hanging in front. Now, as she moved her hands away, the nightgown fell to her waist, revealing her firm breasts.
In the dim light of the bedroom, her proud breasts stood erect before me, her dark red nipples hardening with tension and excitement.
"Ouch!" she cried softly, trying to cover her chest with her hands, but I grabbed them and pressed her down onto the bed.
She resisted at first, but couldn't overcome me, and was half-heartedly pushed down onto the bed, while I lay on my side beside her. Her eyes were tightly closed, her breathing softly, her breasts rising and falling in front of me.
I pulled one hand away, running it down her thigh, down her abdomen, to her breasts, grasping one and kneading it.
"Mmm..." she murmured, her body going limp. Now I had my way. I kneaded it, then sucked hard on her erect nipple, freeing my hand to gently stroke her smooth abdomen and the soft pubic hair visible through her silk pants. A warm breath emanated from beneath the pubic hair. I lifted the hem of her shorts again and pressed my hand directly against her private parts. Having given birth before, her moist labia minora protruded fully, easily accessible by parting the pubic hair. Separating the labia revealed a vulva already overflowing with fluid. My fingers moved rapidly, soon covering them with sticky fluid.
Seeing the opportunity, I first removed her silk shorts, leaving her nightgown draped around her waist (for sexiness), then pulled down my soaked boxer shorts. I raised my engorged penis, ready to thrust. She noticed, opening her hazy eyes and looking at me. "Don't..." she said. She seemed hesitant, but I was already ready. Who cared!
Just as my penis reached her vulva, she grabbed it with one hand. She gently held it, trying to insert, but she pulled me away, directing it towards her hairy mons pubis. Unable to enter, I breathed heavily, my penis throbbing in her hand. She gently stroked it, trying to soothe my arousal.
"Big sister, my little brother has been aroused for an hour now, just a couple more touches and he'll..." *Pfft, pfft...* Finally, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated in her hand! A stream of white, sticky fluid sprayed out, covering her slender hands and plump vulva.
"Ah..." I went limp.
She pushed me away, sat up, and picked up a pair of silk shorts to wipe the fluid from her hands and vulva. This gave me the opportunity to stand beside her and admire her alluring private parts. Her curly pubic hair was covered in semen; her dark red labia minora were prominent, slightly wrinkled, and parted slightly to the sides; her labia intertwined, and her pearl-sized clitoris was covered in vaginal fluid, looking incredibly alluring under the light.
The sight stimulated my little brother, and it slowly rose again!
Big sister saw it too; she looked up, gazed at me with loving eyes, and smiled. Should I wait? I pushed her down on the bed again. This time, she was very compliant, without any struggle.
"Use a condom," she said. I took one from the bedside table, handed it to her, and said, "Help me put it on."
She tore open the packaging, took it out, held my penis, and slowly slipped it on, so gently. My penis twitched, then regained its original hardness.
With the lubrication of semen and vaginal fluid, I penetrated smoothly. Although she had given birth and was a little loose, her protruding labia gave me a great stimulation. I stood under the bed, and she lay on the edge, the height perfect.
For the next forty minutes, I let her experience what it meant to be on the verge of death. The result: she tore the sheets, scratched my arm, soaked the sheets, and lay them sprawled on the bed. I was exhausted too, and fell asleep on her chest.
The next day, I got up very late. At noon, she came back from kindergarten and offered to change the sheets and duvet cover, as well as her silk camisole nightgown. But by then, she had clearly reverted to her older sister persona and mindset, and you couldn't tell what had happened to her the night before. Well, let it be...
A couple of days later, my wife returned from her business trip, and everyone was very happy. My wife even praised me for being good—she proactively changed the sheets and duvet cover. Thankfully, she didn't overthink it.
Now, my sister has found a place to live and moved out. Although we occasionally visit each other, no one has mentioned what happened that night, and it's all passed peacefully. As mentioned before, the whole thing was like a pebble dropped into a bowl of clear water, not causing much of a ripple. But one pebble still remains in the bowl—I still occasionally revisit the whole incident...

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