Distorted love

A bizarre scene

unfolds in the living room of an ordinary house, accompanied by the sounds of violently colliding bodies. The sounds of splashing water mingle with the lewd symphony of a man and woman, their breaths heavy with desire.
"Huff...huff, so deep...ahhhh, baby, harder, fuck Mommy to death..."
"Mommy! Your pussy is so tight, it feels so good..."
The young boy sighs as he hoists the naked legs of the young woman on the sofa, clad only in shiny black pantyhose, onto his shoulders. He kisses her tight-fitting legs while vigorously kneading her full buttocks pressed against the pantyhose.
Each frenzied thrust causes the woman's smooth, hairless vulva to overflow with fluids, spraying heavily onto the sofa. Her 35D breasts sway back and forth with the rhythm of the boy's thrusts.
"Oh... Mommy's breasts are so beautiful, so big and white, I could never get tired of them!" With that, the boy lowered his head and gently took a pink, firm nipple—not the kind a married woman in her thirties should have—into his mouth. His tongue licked wildly, sending
waves of electric currents through the so-called mother's ample breasts, making her tilt her head back and moan sweetly.
The boy's mouth held a pink cherry, incongruous with his delicate features, while his engorged penis brutally pounded into the mother's garden, thrusting deeper and deeper, bringing tears of pleasure to her eyes. His hands were also busy, tirelessly caressing the mother's beautiful legs, clad in black
stockings , as if searching for some treasure.
"Baby... fuck, fuck faster, your sister's coming home soon..." The mother's beautiful face showed a mixture of pleasure and pain as she urged the boy, who was engaged in this incestuous act with her.
The boy's face was still childish, but he had a kind of brute force that he didn't know where he came from. Every time he thrust into his mother, it was as if he wanted to shove his whole body into the woman's vagina. Under the constant piston-like movement of his penis, his two large testicles kept hitting
the woman's wet lower body. The sound of slapping echoed throughout the living room, making the mother blush even more.
"Oh...you slutty mom, I, I'm almost there...where do you want me to cum?"
"Cum inside! Cum inside mom's pussy! Make mom pregnant! Let mom give you a baby...baby...ah...you're so good at fucking,
mom's
being fucked to death by you, dying, dying, pregnant
ahh ... The incestuous couple, with their exceptionally high level of coordination, reached the pinnacle of their sexual encounter at the same instant. Their synchronized climaxes united their minds, allowing them to reach the highest realm of love through their immoral incestuous union. After their climax, the two fleshy creatures remained in the same position for a long time, only collapsing limply onto the sofa after several minutes. The boy withdrew his semi-erect penis from his mother's vagina, and a gush of fluid, a mixture of semen and vaginal secretions , flowed out. "Look at you," the woman said, her large, watery eyes gazing reproachfully at the boy. "You've ejaculated so much again! You'd be happy if you got Mom pregnant!" "Hehe," the boy chuckled, scratching his head sheepishly. "You always ejaculate so much when we make love. If it weren't for how alluring you are, Mom, I wouldn't have ejaculated like this..." "You're just being cheeky," the woman said shyly, bringing her small face close to the boy's chest. "Alright, hurry up and clean up." "No, Mom, I want to keep fucking you..." The boy reluctantly rubbed the inside of his mother's thighs, which were covered in black stockings. He knew this was his mother's erogenous zone; touching it would make her weak all over. The woman trembled for a moment. "Good girl... Mom really wants to keep going with you too, but your sister will be back soon. It wouldn't be good if she found out." "Okay, Mom, whatever you say." The boy then carried his still-soft mother back to the room, prepared her change of clothes, carried her into the bathroom, and then came out to clean up the battlefield they had just fought in the living room. "I really want to keep going with you, Mom..." the boy said regretfully, wiping the sofa soaked from their lovemaking. "Silly boy, when your sister isn't home, I'll let you do whatever you want." The sound of a key turning made the mother quickly close the bathroom door. The boy also made sure he was fully dressed. At the same time, the young girl pushed open the door and stepped in. "Mom, little brother, I'm home..." My name is Li Yuyang, I'm eighteen years old, and I grew up in a family where my father died when I was young. I have a gentle and beautiful mother and a twin sister who looks almost exactly like me. My sister doesn't look like a man; on the contrary, she's very beautiful. In other words, I actually look like a woman... In the eyes of others, our family is a fairly ordinary and happy single-parent family, even though we lack a man to lead the household. That's just an appearance. In a series of unexpected events, or rather, driven by my demonic lust, my beautiful mother, who had been widowed for over ten years, had an irreparable physical relationship with me. Unlike typical social news stories that escalate to the police station or court and become headlines in the newspapers, my mother and I, two sexually driven beasts, have fallen into an inescapable vortex of incest. This vortex spins faster and faster, drawing both mother and son into the mire of immorality. And at the center of this vortex, another member of the family, the innocent twin sister, is about to be dragged in. "Little brother, what are you muttering to yourself?" " Oh, nothing. I've been writing a web novel lately, and I wanted to read it aloud to polish the draft after I finished typing." "What kind of novel is it?" "Nothing much, just some funny things that happen in a happy family." "Why does it sound like a bland novel without any climaxes?" "Yes, it has climaxes, sometimes two or three in a row." "If it's so good, remember to let me see it when you're done... If you don't come out for a late-night snack soon, it'll get cold." "Okay..." It's really bad. My sister just can't break her habit of not knocking. She always says that there shouldn't be any secrets between siblings, so no matter when or what I'm doing, she always just pushes the door open and comes in.

Luckily, my hearing is quite sensitive. I immediately stop what I'm doing when I hear my sister's footsteps. The work I'm doing isn't much—just reading erotic novels… I
was so engrossed just now that I didn't hear her approaching the room—it was incredibly dangerous… What? You mean, shooting guns and cannons? With Mom around, why would I need to shoot guns? And I wouldn't be stupid enough to do that when my sister's home!
Mom had already showered and gone to bed early. At first glance, it seemed like she was just too tired from work to go to bed so early, but only I knew that she was exhausted from what I did and needed to sleep early… Therefore, it was just my sister and me having a late-night snack in the dining room.
My sister, a senior in high school, spends her evenings at school studying every day. Sometimes she comes home too late, and Mom will urge me to go to school to pick her up. Unlike me, whose grades are mediocre and who relies solely on looks, my sister attends a prestigious local high school and
is in one of the top classes for college entrance exams. Her grades are exceptionally good; she's usually in the top five or ten overall, and Mom never has to worry about her.
My mom had long given up on my grades; as long as I got into university, that was all that mattered. She was more worried about my penis than my grades…
My sister knew I was still developing, and if it wasn't too late when she came home, she'd bring me some food from the night market. So, with my mom going to bed early lately, after 10 pm was basically just my sister and me having our own
late-night snack time.
We often used this time to chat about the funny things that happened at our respective schools. After all, since my sister started her senior year of high school, we basically had no other time together except for this time. She was always the first one up in the morning for early self-study, not to mention her daytime at
school .
Even after showering at home, she'd still read a little more before going to sleep. We're twins and look so alike, how come our minds are so different? In my eyes, my sister only knows how to study, while my mind is filled with nothing but pornography.
“Little brother, I remember you have midterms coming up, right?” My sister sipped her noodle soup and looked up at me.
"Oh...I think so."
"Hey, be serious! Ask me anything you don't understand, or Mom will sigh again when she sees your report card."
I scratched my head sheepishly and said, "Well...it's okay, but I didn't quite understand that formula you asked me about last time, and I couldn't answer it when the teacher called on me in class today."
"Hey!" My sister gently tapped my head. Why does she have this habit of tapping my head, just like Mom?
"I'll tell you again, listen carefully this time." After saying that, my sister got up and went to the living room. She rummaged in her schoolbag, took out a pretty pink notebook, and came back. She
didn't hold the notebook properly and it fell to the ground, and a small white envelope fell out of the notebook, landing right at my feet. Looking down, I saw it was addressed to Li Yuxin.
"Don't look! Don't look!" My sister rushed over in a panic and squatted down to pick up the envelope.
For a moment, beneath the dark blue school uniform skirt, a pair of slender, beautiful legs clad in shiny black pantyhose revealed a mysterious triangle that I could clearly see. Because of the cold weather, all the schools had switched to winter uniforms, allowing students to choose trousers, but
my sister continued to wear her skirt.
She liked to wear a layer of warm black pantyhose under her skirt, the same kind of pantyhose that Mom liked to wear… or rather, I liked her wearing when I was having sex with her. Therefore, Mom had quite a few pairs in her wardrobe, and my sister would often just take
the pantyhose she wanted from Mom.
Unfortunately, many of those pantyhose were ones Mom had worn while we were having sex; they just weren't visible after washing. Otherwise, I had sprayed my thick semen onto several of those pairs…
My eyes were fixed on them, my mind was racing, and my pants were getting hard without me even realizing it. I temporarily shook off the lewd thoughts in my mind and asked my sister, "What's that... for Li Yuxin? Hehe, who wrote you a love letter?"
"Oh! Don't ask!" My sister blushed and tucked the envelope back into the last page of her notebook. "Just a bunch of boring boys."
"A bunch, not just one, so you mean there's a huge Yuxin fan club?" I asked with amusement.
"Ugh! Don't ask! Here! This formula..." Although her cheeks were still flushed, my sister quickly flipped to a page in her notebook and began explaining the mathematical formula I had asked about, as if trying to escape the question.
But seeing the love letter to my sister, my mind went blank, and I couldn't concentrate on the mathematical formula. Actually, receiving a love letter wasn't surprising. My sister is very pretty, and her features are basically inherited from my mother and father's good
genes.
Her long, flowing hair always seemed weightless in the breeze; her already delicate eyebrows, after being groomed by her mother, appeared even more refined; her large, watery eyes were always endearing; her small nose had a high bridge; her lips were small and
thin, always a pretty pink, and like her mother, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, like a cute little kitten…
…Wait, I have all these facial features too, so why do I feel a little creeped out when I think about it?
I'm already 178 cm tall in my second year of high school, and although my sister is a bit shorter than me, she's still a tall and slender 172 cm. Her slender figure seems frail at first glance, and while she's not a voluptuous bombshell like her mother with large breasts, a slim waist, and a full bottom, she's
definitely got curves in all the right places.
Although I don't know her exact measurements, when she wears revealing loungewear at home, you can see that she's quite voluptuous under her thin clothes.
Especially her long, beautiful legs. Not only was her waist taller than mine, but they were also slender yet perfectly proportioned. Not only did her long, fair legs attract my attention when she wore shorts at home, but they were even more alluring when she wore the same black stockings as my mother.
Several times, I saw my sister, wearing a school uniform skirt and black velvet stockings, bending down to pick something up without any precautions, her beautifully shaped buttocks sticking out, which made the beast in my crotch swell to an unbearable degree.
If I could push such a beautiful sister down on the bed, knead her soft, boneless legs, forcefully tear open her black stockings, and insert my huge penis into her sweet private parts...
"Little...little brother, why are you bleeding from your nose?!"
"Oh, it must be because the seafood feast Mom cooked tonight was too nourishing..."
My sister grabbed a tissue from the table, got up and plugged the blood in my nostrils, and placed her other hand on the side of my forehead so that I could look down, looking at me with concern.
At such close range, I could almost smell the faint fragrance emanating from my sister. Because I was looking down, I could gaze unabashedly at her beautiful legs clad in sheer black stockings, making my heart race even faster.
Seeing that my nosebleed showed no signs of stopping, my sister hurriedly moved even closer, completely unaware that her beautiful legs were now pressed tightly against mine, which was clad in shorts.
Oh my god…
A delicate touch sent a jolt of electricity through my calves. My sister, flustered, unconsciously rubbed against me a few times. The friction between my skin and her stockings was intoxicating, sending waves of pleasure through me. My penis quickly became
erect, and my nose started bleeding even more profusely.
A little more bleeding for a little longer wasn't so bad.
Just like realizing that my mother, whom I saw every day, was a "woman," I began to notice that my sister, who had grown up with me, was also a "woman."
Until about middle school, my sister Yuxin and I bathed together every day. Even as a child, I noticed differences in her body. Where I had a penis, my sister's was flat.
Her breasts, which were originally identical to mine, began to grow slowly, and her buttocks started to become fuller.
I remember one morning in fourth grade discovering I could get an erection, which became even more pronounced while bathing with my sister. Especially the moment my sister took off her clothes, seeing her developing body and her fair
skin , I would uncontrollably swell up.
At the time, not understanding my own body, I didn't find it strange; I just felt itchy when I washed my penis as it grew. My sister naively thought that her brother was just someone she could aim at when she peed.
After my sister entered junior high a year earlier than me because I started school later, our dismissal times and tutoring sessions meant our home hours were significantly different. Before I knew it, we no longer had the chance to bathe together.
Lost in thought about these random childhood memories in class, I realized it was lunchtime. It felt like I'd just sneaked a bite of braised pork rice from the school cafeteria this morning, and now it was lunchtime again?
"Li Yuyang is looking outside!"
A classmate's voice interrupted my thoughts. Turning around, I saw the classmate sitting by the classroom window. Two girls from some class were standing outside, awkwardly pushing each other forward.
I got up and walked out of the classroom, completely bewildered. As soon as I came out, one of the two girls stammered, "Li Yuyang, could we talk under that tree over there?"
"Oh, what is it?" Completely dumbfounded, I followed the two girls to a phoenix tree not far from the classroom.
As soon as I stopped, the two girls turned around. One of them, a petite and cute girl with long, flowing hair, bowed her head and forcefully handed me a light blue envelope. "This…this, please accept this!"
Completely bewildered, I reached out and took the envelope. The two girls turned and ran away, the petite girl laughing and shouting, "I gave it to him! I gave it to him!"
Ah?
So this…this is a love letter?
To be honest, I've received a few love letters before, but in the past, they were always quietly placed in my drawer after I entered the classroom early in the morning. Being called out and having a love letter received in front of everyone—this is truly a first for me.
"You fucking beast!"
"Well done, Li Yuyang, you animal!"
"Two big ones, threesome, Yuyang, you're awesome!"
"Damn it, what are you guys doing! Get out of here and eat your shit!" Hearing this bunch of troublemakers shouting nonsense, I cursed in terror, afraid the whole world would know.
Several girls from my class noticed and gave me resentful (at least that's what I thought were resentful) looks. Sorry for ignoring you guys.
After the chaos subsided, the students in the classroom began to calm down, some eating lunch, some chatting, some eating shit... Huh? ...I sat back down in my seat at the back of the classroom and slowly opened the light blue envelope.
The pale yellow letter paper decorated with daffodils had a faint perfume scent, and the handwriting in black ballpoint pen was round and cute.
The gist of the letter was: "Dear Li Yuyang, I'm sorry to bother you. I've noticed you for a long time and think you're very special. If possible, could we be friends?"
It contained roughly that message, followed by her class and name.
"Ugh, being too popular is such a problem, what should I do?"
"Who asked you to read out my inner monologue?!"
Two classmates, hiding behind my shoulder, secretly read the love letter with me, even reciting my inner thoughts like a double act… Damn, they really did it… perfectly. Several girls in the class stopped eating lunch—or was it my imagination?—and
their gazes towards me seemed even more mournful.
Suddenly, I remembered the letter that fell out of my sister's pink notebook last night: To Li Yuxin. I wondered under what circumstances my sister received the love letter, and how she felt afterward.
Holding the love letter a girl wrote to me, although it wasn't the first time, I still felt a little smug and proud. Right? Even if everyone pretends to be indifferent, deep down they still crave attention from the opposite sex. So, when
my sister received the love letter, did she feel a little happy and smug like me?
For some reason, I suddenly really wanted to know.
Before I knew it, it was past nine o'clock at night, and my sister still hadn't come home.
During this time, I had already ejaculated two large loads of semen into my mother's vagina, the intense fucking leaving her legs weak. The semen overflowing from her hairless, white vulva had soaked through her light gray stockings, yet I still
didn't let up, gently thrusting my semi-erect penis inside her vagina.
Because based on past experience, whenever I had sex with my mother, after reaching orgasm and ejaculating, I could regain my erection within two or three minutes and continue the fight—a frighteningly fast recovery compared to masturbating with my mother's stockings.
Especially tonight, Mom was particularly languid and alluring. Her slender legs, clad in stockings, were wrapped tightly around my waist, refusing to let go. Her delicate hands caressed my sweat-drenched chest, yearning for me to make love again.
"Little Yang, you're so strong and capable today... Mommy just passed out from all that you did..."
"How about passing out again, Mom?" With a lewd grin, I thrust my now-powerful 18-centimeter-long penis into Mom's tight flower.
Mom's gray-stockinged legs, wrapped tightly around my waist, tightened again, making my thrusts even more vigorous. After many erotic encounters with Mom, I had learned to vary the depth of my thrusts, using a nine-shallow-one-deep rhythm to pound into her like a pile driver
.
Each deep thrust after the nine shallow pokes brutally penetrated the deepest part of Mom's flower path, as if trying to shove my testicles into her vagina all at once.
"Baby... why are you doing this to Mommy... ahh, so thick, so strong, love me more, Xiao Yang love Mommy more!"
Watching Mommy's 35D breasts sway back and forth under my piston-like movements, I reached out and grasped Mommy's two large, tender breasts that were too big to be held in one hand, kneading them vigorously while rubbing her already
erect .
"Hoo hoo, how is Mommy? Is my cock going well?"
"You still ask... ahh, ahhh, you're making Mommy feel so good... so good I'm dying!"
Maintaining our lower bodies connected, I lifted Mommy's upper body and slowly fell back onto the soft bed, so that Mommy was straddling my penis, while saying lewd lines: "If you want to keep going, Mommy has to move herself.
"
"You... you're so bad..." Mommy, already caught in the quagmire of sex, bit her lower lip tightly, tears streaming down her face as she couldn't bear the intense pleasure.
To continue craving the stimulation of her son's penis, she could only brace herself on my chest with both hands and begin to twist her slender waist, using her tight vagina to continue stroking her son's huge penis.
My hands were not idle either; one hand continued to knead her snow-white breasts, while the other reached to our already sticky, joined genitals, gently rubbing her smooth, white vulva and the swollen, engorged clitoris.
"Ahhh! Not there!"
"Not there?"
I heard my mother's high-pitched, lewd cries, and I pinched her clitoris even faster. After she had lost the strength to continue moving her waist due to excessive pleasure, I continued to thrust upwards into her vulva with powerful force, pushing
her to the highest peak again and again.
"I'm dying... Mom is dying... Ohhhh!" With a long, sharp, lewd cry, my mother reached orgasm, her clitoris squeezing tightly around my huge glans, releasing a gush of hot fluid that made my glans tremble.
But I wasn't satisfied with that, not yet at my limit. I got up and pushed my mother down again, pounding her with my thick penis in a missionary position. My mother, already climaxing, couldn't take it anymore, arching her back, her eyes rolling back,
drool dripping from her mouth in uncontrollable ecstasy.
I pulled her legs together, vigorously kneading her slender, grey-stockinged feet with both hands, and inhaling their alluring scent from her soles. In the final few thrusts, I
shoved her small toes, along with the tips of her stockings, into my mouth, gently biting them with my teeth.
Her sensitive feet arched, and her vaginal opening clenched so tightly it hurt my penis, finally stimulating it to the point of eruption. With each thrust, I began to ejaculate thick, lustful fluids into her vagina.
Halfway through ejaculating, I released my mother's stockinged feet, pulled out my still-erect penis, and shoved it into her mouth. During this process, hot, white semen splattered all over her lower body and beautiful face. Then, I continued to
ejaculate the last drops into her cute little mouth.
My mother, dazed by the climax, received my ejaculation from her alluring vulva to her flat stomach, her large, white breasts, her oval face, and her delicate mouth, unable to recover for a moment.
Several minutes later, she slowly licked the semen from the corners of her mouth with a seductive expression, swallowed it all with a gulp, and hugged me from beneath me, whispering, "You naughty Yang, you've covered Mommy in your stuff again..."
Even though it was already the third time, it was still as if it were the first time. I was also surprised by my enormous ejaculation volume; with each increasing incestuous intercourse, it seemed to be growing.
After catching her breath, Mom gently pushed me away and began cleaning my sexy body, which was now a mess of white, sticky fluid. Then, with a languid, sticky feeling after her orgasm, she said, "Baby, it's getting late. Hurry up and get ready to pick up
your sister ."
I glanced at the clock; it was already past 9:30. Without realizing it, I'd been having sex with Mom for over an hour. "Okay, I'm going now." Ignoring the thick taste of my semen still lingering on Mom's mouth, I smiled and kissed her deeply for a while before getting off
the messy bed to go pick up my sister from evening study.
The night was dark, with a slight chill in the air. In our relatively remote community, on such a chilly day, we could still see a sky full of twinkling stars. It was
about a ten-minute walk from our house to my sister's school.
Although there's a bustling night market right outside my sister's school, the road leading to our community is practically deserted except for a few streetlights. Even the buses only come every thirty minutes or more, making the wait too long. Therefore
, whenever my sister's evening study sessions go on for a while, we always tacitly wait at school for me to pick her up.
Mom used to drive her herself at night, but lately she's been letting me go out on missions. According to Mom, I'm an adult now and can protect my sister, so she makes me her protector.
But I feel like I'm more like a flower-destroying maniac… My sister doesn't mind walking home with her brother instead of taking the car. She says she's been sitting at school all day, so walking around and getting some exercise and fresh air is nice. She also thinks it's
not good to keep bothering Mom to drive, since she's already tired from work during the day and should rest when she gets home.
Sigh, that's not really the case…
Maybe I'm saying Mom's legs are too weak to move because of me stirring her so much?
By the way, am I any better off? Every time, after a whole night of intense thrusting until my back ached, and I'd ejaculate several times, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, they'd still leave me to walk for ten minutes or so.
However, since I gradually realized that the girl I always walked with was also a beautiful "woman," that ten-minute walk became much easier.
It was a night like this, and I followed the familiar route, greeting the security guard at the school gate to say I was picking up my sister. I then walked through the dark school paths towards her school building.
My sister's school was a prestigious one, with a very large grounds. The campus was full of trees; it might be alright during the day, but at night it felt a bit eerie, like something strange might emerge from the depths of the woods. No wonder my sister always insisted I
come in to pick her up. If Mom drove, it seemed like parents could just drive right in, right?
As I approached my sister's third-grade school building, even though it was almost ten o'clock at night, the lights were still on. Why are all these prestigious schools so twisted? I don't recall our school ever having evening self-study sessions. A few people who really wanted to study would reluctantly go to
the library, but most people, like me, either went home for dinner, slacked off, or just had sex... Huh?
Going upstairs, I saw that most of the classrooms were empty, with only one or two students still buried in their books. Stepping onto the floor where my sister's class was, I turned around and there was her classroom.
Just as I was about to go in and call my sister home, I heard a quiet conversation inside. Hearing the noise, I paused outside the door and saw a tall boy standing beside my sister's seat, speaking softly to her.
They had their backs to me. For some reason, I suddenly took a step back, not rushing in to interrupt them, but wanting to hear what they were saying.
"Yuxin, can you look up and talk to me?"
"..."
"You read the letter I wrote to you, right?"
My sister didn't reply. The boy paused, then continued, "Stop making a fuss, it's my fault. Let's go back to being together."
What?!
So that letter I saw last time wasn't just a love letter, but a letter asking for reconciliation.
Overwhelmed with shock, my mind went blank. I couldn't believe my dear sister was someone else's girlfriend.
I know that for high school students, having a boyfriend and girlfriend is perfectly normal, but deep down, I just couldn't accept it.
The thought of my gentle and sweet older sister, being held by another man's hand, kissed on the lips, embraced in his arms, his arms around her waist, his touch on her legs… even…
blurred my vision. I braced myself against the wall with my left hand, almost collapsing, but accidentally made a sound.
"Who's there?"
My sister and the boy turned around alertly. I had no choice but to pretend I'd just arrived and confidently stepped into my sister's classroom. My sister smiled sweetly when she saw me, quickly packed her reference books into her bag, stood up, and, her slender legs in black opaque
stockings slapping her black flat shoes, she ran towards me, taking my hand and leading me out.
The boy remained standing there, staring fiercely at our departing figures, as if a thousand knives were being stabbed at my back. My sister ignored him, simply holding my hand tenderly like a lover as we continued down the stairs.
We didn't exchange a single word. Only after we left the school building did my sister quietly release my hand and whisper, "Little brother...did you hear me?"
It took me a long time to answer before I finally nodded slightly and said, "Mmm."
My sister pursed her rosy lips, remaining silent, maintaining a delicate distance after letting go of my hand, and walked alongside me slowly towards home. I wanted to ask my sister something, but I didn't know how to begin.
Dating is commonplace, and it seemed like it wasn't my place to comment. But if I did ask, what grounds would I have to ask—as a younger brother, as family, or...?
A silent tension hung in the air between us. My sister and I continued walking in this frozen silence.
The next day at school, I was severely spacing out.
While it was not uncommon for me to be absent-minded in class, even my classmates could see that I was acting particularly strangely today. When the English teacher called on me to translate a sentence, I replied with a trigonometric formula. The history teacher called on me to answer a name,
and I told him it was a temperate continental climate.
"Yu Yang, are you okay?"
"Yeah."
"Xiao Yang, are you out of your mind?"
"Oh."
"Li Yu Yang has Alzheimer's, doesn't he?"
"Ah."
"Li Yin Yang has had too many women and got syphilis in his brain, hasn't he?"
"Damn it, do you think I'm a toy if I don't talk?!"
I gave each of them a good elbow and sent them all packing. I sat back down, opened the lunchbox I bought from the school store, and prepared to eat lunch. But then I caught
sight of the short girl who had given me the love letter last time, standing at the classroom door. She spoke to one of my classmates, nodded, and then shouted, "Li Yu Yang, love letter to go!"
"Get out of the way, you little brat!"
After taking down the lazy bum, I followed the girl to the phoenix tree where I had the letter last time.
Although she was alone this time, for some reason, I was more scared than when she came with her friend.
"Um, um... I'm Lin Yuping from Class 4, Grade 1. Did you read my letter last time?"
"Oh... um."
"Um... what did you think?"
This first-year student named Lin Yuping lowered her head, her hands clenched tightly together until they turned white, showing how nervous she was.
"I... I... Ah... junior, I'm actually not a very good person." To be honest, I was probably even more nervous than her.
After clearing my throat, I continued, "My grades are average, I swear a lot, my special skill is joking and sleeping, and my friends are all jerks... You saw that yourself, didn't you?"
"But you're not pretentious!" Yuping raised her head, her words unusually firm.
"I often see you at school. Although you're surrounded by... strange friends, you treat everyone very sincerely. There's a relaxed atmosphere around you, so I... I... I really... you..." As she spoke, her head gradually lowered again
, her small ears turning red.
To be honest, this junior is very cute. Although she was a bit thin and frail, her long, flowing black hair and bright, sparkling eyes were quite endearing; she was definitely a little beauty in the making.
But today, for some reason, I felt completely drained, lacking even the strength to say a simple "yes" or "no."
"I'm going back for lunch..."
Damn it! What kind of answer was that?! As soon as I said it, I wanted to slap myself on the back of the head. Her letter only said she wanted to be friends! Not only did she not give a clear answer, but she didn't even offer to think about it; it was utterly stupid
.
"I'm going back for lunch"... Li Yuyang, you son of a bitch!
Leaving my junior, Yu Ping, standing there dumbfounded, I felt a pang of regret, but without hesitation, I turned and walked towards the classroom. Only after receiving a boisterous welcome from the other students at the classroom door did I glance back.
The small figure under the phoenix tree, its shoulders trembling slightly, seemed to be sobbing softly…
When I got home that night, unusually, I didn't engage in any more sexual activity with my mother. Although she found it a bit strange, giving her body a day off now and then was fine. I sat in the living room, holding my mother's waist, quietly watching a pirated DVD of anal and
penile torture that my classmate had brought me… Huh?…
My mother chatted with me intermittently. As if she was really tired after a day's work, her beautiful eyes narrowed and narrowed until they were almost closed.
Before falling asleep, Mom nestled close to my chest, saying, "That multinational project proposal from last time... I don't know why, but the other party's representative suddenly decided to approve it unconditionally. They said they'd treat us to a private room at the Yueyang Hotel tomorrow... Mom, come home as soon as possible...
" Before she could finish, she succumbed to sleepiness and drifted off to rest in my arms. The other party's representative?
Wasn't that the old geezer who asked Mom to sleep with him? Wouldn't that cause problems...?
Bored, I watched a movie, carefully stroking Mom's legs—she hadn't changed out of her white stockings since work—trying to take advantage of her while she slept. Although I often touched her, it felt different when she was asleep...
Lost in some lewd thoughts, I suddenly heard the rain starting to patter outside the window. Huh, my sister's still at school. With the sky so clear this morning, she probably didn't think to bring an umbrella. Although the rain wasn't heavy, it still wouldn't be easy to walk
home . Mom was already fast asleep, and I didn't want to wake her to drive and pick up my sister, so I had to resort to my work again, this time to my slow, unassuming self...
I gently carried my sleeping mother back to her room, covered her with a blanket, and took off her stockings, giving them a deep sniff. Then, I grabbed my umbrella and prepared to go out to pick up my sister.
Actually, after what happened last night, my sister and I didn't exchange a single word on the way home.
When we got home, we just quietly finished our late-night snacks and went back to our rooms to do our own things.
Logically, there wasn't anything awkward between my sister and me, but I just couldn't think of anything to say.
Or rather, I didn't want to say anything.
Holding my umbrella, I walked the familiar path in the drizzle to my sister's school gate. After greeting the security guard, I walked confidently towards her dorm. Strangely, my sister, who always quietly studied in the classroom,
was nowhere to be found .
In the empty classroom, my sister's reference books were still on her desk, and her backpack was still hanging beside her. Where had she gone? I found the restroom on the same floor and called out to her, but no one answered.
I went downstairs and looked around, but couldn't see her anywhere. Anxious, I stood there, not knowing what to do. Calming down, I vaguely heard voices coming from a distant grove of trees on campus. In my haste, I
ran towards the source of the voices in the light rain without looking back. In the distance, I saw a boy and a girl struggling.
"You forced me to do this! Today I'll show you the consequences of playing me!"
"No!!!"
The tall boy swiftly pushed the girl from the school path into the dark grove, pinning her down and frantically tearing at her clothes. Hearing the familiar crying voice, my eyes reddened with rage, I ran over and, aiming
a vicious hook punch at the head of the scumbag who was attacking me. Caught completely off guard, the guy was sent flying a considerable distance.
I swiftly closed in and delivered a powerful, upward kick. With a crack, he flew upwards like a kite with its string cut. Judging from the sound of breaking bones, his jaw was probably shattered into sand. The
wretch landed on the ground, unable to get up. I grabbed his collar and unleashed a torrent of punches on his face, flattening him until his face was splattered with blood before I released my fist and sent him flying again, crashing into
a tree and rolling down the ground before stopping.
My sister Yuxin, her uniform torn and tattered, sat stunned on the ground until I had brutally beaten the scumbag beyond recognition. Only then did she stagger to her feet.
Panting, I turned around after dealing with the wretch and saw my sister struggling to her feet. Ignoring the blood still dripping from my right hand from the beating, I rushed forward and hugged her tightly.
With someone to lean on, my sister seemed to relax completely, and nestled against my chest, she finally burst into tears. The rain began to intensify, soaking us both.
I took off my coat and draped it over her shoulders, embracing her pitiful body and gently stroking her rain-soaked hair. I looked up, eyes tightly shut, overwhelmed with heartache for her.
"I...I didn't mean for this to happen..." my sister sobbed, her words broken and fragmented.
"I thought he was a decent person, so I agreed to his request to just be friends... Later, he went too far, wanting to hold my hand, kiss me, hug me, until I couldn't accept it... I avoided him, and he started to go crazy. At first, it was just writing letters
, but then it became harassing me every day... Then he went around telling everyone that I was a slut who would sleep with anyone. I really couldn't take it anymore, so I decided to talk to him and make things clear... and that's how it turned out..."
As she spoke, her sister's sobs grew louder, and even the torrential rain couldn't drown out her heart-wrenching cries. My heart was breaking, so I just held my sister tightly, patting her back to comfort her. We hugged each other tightly in the rain, only each other.
Time passed, and my sister finally slowly stopped crying, leaning against my chest, sobbing softly, "Thank you, little brother, thank goodness for you, otherwise, I would be..."
I lowered my head, silently looking at my sister's face, and she placed her hands on my chest. She slightly raised her head, then pressed her small lips to mine.
The raindrops intensified.
Just a light peck, and my sister's face flushed instantly. She suddenly pushed me away, taking a step back, leaving me stunned and bewildered.
"We're leaving..."
she said, tightening her coat. She quickly turned and jogged towards the school building.
From behind, my sister's voluptuous curves, soaking wet, were incredibly alluring. Beneath her uniform skirt, her slender legs and shapely buttocks, encased in sheer black stockings, were even more tempting.
It should have been enough to make one's blood boil.
But at that moment, I felt no lust. All I felt was a puzzled contemplation of what my sister's actions meant.
After packing our bags, my sister, holding the umbrella I had brought, walked quickly, deliberately keeping a two-step distance from me, returning home one after the other.
My mother was already fast asleep and naturally wouldn't have noticed that we had returned home completely soaked. After quickly taking a shower, my sister went back to her room without a word.
As she opened the door, she turned to me, who was about to enter the bathroom, and said softly, "I'm sorry, little brother, I shouldn't have... Just... forget about it..." Then she closed the door.
I don't understand, I really don't understand.
That good-for-nothing I beat half to death seems to be alive.
I found out because the next day when I came home from school, I didn't see any news on the TV about a male student being found beaten to death on campus.
Thinking about it carefully, I actually don't have much fighting experience, but yesterday I was only thinking about protecting my sister, and coupled with my anger, I lost control a bit when I attacked. Although this guy isn't dead, it looks like he'll be in the hospital for quite a while.
Since I ambushed him in the dark while it was raining, he probably doesn't remember what the person who beat him up looked like, right? I look just like my sister Yuxin; I wonder if that idiot will think it was my sister who suddenly attacked and killed him? Just thinking about that makes me
chuckle wickedly.
The feeling of the house being empty is a little unsettling. Last night, before Mom went to sleep, she mentioned she was going to treat that lecherous old man to dinner. But considering the time, it's already past Mom's usual social engagement time.
Usually, even if Mom has a dinner engagement, she just goes through the motions and comes home, usually not later than 7:30. I glanced at the clock on the wall; it's already 7:40. Is this really okay?
Worried, I dialed Mom's phone, but strangely, it was switched off. I know my mother's phone habits very well; even during meetings, she always puts it on vibrate. It almost never runs out of battery.
Feeling anxious, I quickly dialed the number of a colleague I knew at my mother's company. She said my mother had gone out for a business dinner after work at six, and it seemed she was the only representative from the company.
"What the hell is your company doing! Knowing that lecherous old man has designs on my mother, you still let her go alone! If anything happens to my mother, none of you will survive!!"
I yelled into the phone, immediately asking for the old man's name and company. My colleague, realizing the seriousness of the situation, quickly reported it to the company and called the police. Meanwhile, I rushed out to the main street, hailed
a taxi, and headed to the Yueyang Hotel.
I urged the driver to hurry the whole way. Although I was impatient, the driver's speed was truly superb; we arrived at the Yueyang Hotel in just a few minutes. I casually stuffed a few bills into the driver's hand and told him to keep the change,
then rushed inside.
"Did some bald guy named Wang from Shichang Industry book a private room or something?" I asked the receptionist anxiously as soon as I entered.
"You mean Mr. Wang? He just took the key and went back to his room."
"Did he bring a lady who's about this tall, with long black hair, and wearing a beige suit?"
"Yes, that lady seems to be drunk..."
"You idiots! There's definitely something wrong with that!! Which room is he staying in!?"
"I'm sorry, we can't provide rooms for guests..."
"If you say another word to me, I'll kill you all!"
Hearing my loud shout, the receptionist looked troubled and helplessly glanced at the manager beside her, who shrugged innocently.
"You bastards...!"
"Hey buddy over there," a middle-aged man in a suit called out to me from a short distance away, "I just saw a bald man carrying a woman who looks a lot like the one you described into room 9311 on the ninth floor..." "Thanks, bro!"
I quickly rushed to the elevator and pressed the up button, my heart burning with rage, wishing I could fly straight to the ninth floor. As soon as I got out of the elevator, I found the direction of room 9311, ran over in a few strides, aimed at the door, and delivered a powerful spinning kick. It
didn't budge, so I delivered another heavy kick, and with a loud bang, the door opened.
"Mom...!"
When I rushed into the room, a bald, fat man with a scruffy appearance was pinning my unconscious mother to the bed. Seeing me rush into the room, he turned around with a look of astonishment.
My mother's shirt had been ripped open, and her bra had been pulled up, revealing her enormous 35D breasts, which were sticking out. The fat man was grabbing one of her breasts with each hand, seemingly enjoying it. Her tight skirt, however, appeared untouched.
"You fucking let go of me!!"
Having just beaten someone up yesterday, I used almost the same technique and angle to deliver a powerful hook punch to the bald man's head, sending him flying so hard he shattered the French windows.
Why the hell am I always getting into fights and rescuing damsels in distress lately? The bald, fat man crashed through the glass and landed unconscious against the French windows. I didn't bother with him anymore.
I held my mother tightly, quickly dressing her and repeatedly whispering in her ear, "Mom, Xiao Yang is here..." After a long while, my mother slowly woke up, her eyes closed, her body weak, and leaned gently against my chest, as if she knew nothing.
Not long after, several of my mother's colleagues brought in a large number of police officers. After looking at the bald, fat man trapped in the broken glass and quickly assessing the situation, they told me to carry my mother to the hospital immediately.
"Xiao Yang, Mom wants to go home..." My mother weakly hugged my neck and whispered in my ear.
"Okay... let's go home..."
Holding my mother, who looked like a sleeping beauty, she seemed just a little sleepy and probably not seriously injured. I quickly went downstairs and hailed a taxi, only to find it was the same driver who had brought me there.
"Young man, you're in such a hurry, so you're here to be a hero and save the damsel in distress?"
"Yeah, yeah, hurry up and drive your car, okay?"
Back home, I turned on the lights and gently carried my mother back to her bed. She seemed to be waking up a little, sat up, and said to me with a rosy face and a touch of coquettishness, "Sweetheart, Mommy wants to take a bath..."
So I let her hook her arms around my neck, lifted her up by her plump buttocks, and carried her to the bathroom. I opened the door, put her down, turned on the shower and turned on the hot water, and was about to go out to get her a change of clothes.
Unexpectedly, my mother hugged me tightly from behind, her little face gently rubbing against my back, "Sweetheart, Mommy wants you to take a bath with me..."
I turned around and gently hugged my mother, saying softly, "Mommy, don't be silly, you were almost raped by that fat man just now."
"I know, Mommy was so scared..." My mother unbuttoned my shirt and looked up at me with seductive eyes.
"But Mom wants you to rape me now."
"Huh?" I was a little dumbfounded. "Rape is...?"
"Not just like you usually do Mommy, Mommy wants you to really rape me hard. Mommy wants to experience what it feels like to be raped..."
Mommy's cheeks were already as red as an apple. She licked her sexy lips like a little devil, reached for my crotch, pulled down the zipper, and freed my semi-erect penis. She started to stroke it with her delicate little hand.
Mommy seemed a little strange. Could it be that the fat guy had given her some kind of aphrodisiac?
But now that Mommy was doing this, my penis immediately swelled to an 18-centimeter length, ready for battle. It was too late to stop now!
"You really want me to rape Mommy? It will hurt." I grinned lewdly and reached out to rub Mommy's buttocks, which were covered by black transparent pantyhose under her narrow skirt.
"Mmm... Mommy's not afraid of pain, Mommy wants Xiao Yang to rape Mommy..."
If I didn't respond, I wouldn't be a man!
I quickly reached out and ripped Mommy's top and bra apart. Mommy screamed, her expression terrified. Whether it was acting or serious, I was now determined to really rape Mommy.
After the top, I tore Mommy's skirt and pulled down the black sheer stockings on her left leg, ripping off the entire stockings.
Amidst Mommy's screams, I quickly wrapped the incredibly elastic black stockings around her wrist several times and tied a knot. Then I tied the other end to the showerhead where the hot water was already running.
Mommy, whose clothes were already torn to shreds and barely covered her body, was suspended from the showerhead by the stockings, with only her toes touching the ground.
Because the hot water was still running, Mommy was quickly soaked. She was so into character, crying and screaming "No, no..." I violently shoved my hands into my mother's breasts, roughly scratching and ravaging them until they left several finger marks.
"Too late, you bitch, I'm going to rape you until you pass out from pleasure! Haha!!"
With that, I pushed aside my mother's already soaked panties, and thrust my 18-centimeter-long, veiny penis into her beautiful, hairless vagina with ruthless force. As soon as my penis entered my mother's paradise, I felt it was hot and burning
. It turned out that my mother was already overflowing with desire, whether from the drugs or from genuine arousal.
However, with the heavy thrust of my penis and the rough scratching of my hands on her snow-white breasts, my mother cried out loudly, tears streaming down her face, which broke my heart.
"Mom, are you really..." I stopped thrusting my penis in, looking at my mother's tear-streaked face with uncertainty.
Seeing me stop, Mom, though still tearful, gave me a mysterious, alluring smile. Relieved, I began to thrust wildly.
"I'll fucking kill you, you filthy bitch! I'll fuck you to death, you slut!"
Although I usually liked to thrust hard when I was with Mom, it was nothing compared to this level of rape. Each thrust went straight to her deepest core, and even Mom, in her usual good condition, couldn't withstand such explosive and continuous torment.
Mom's pitiful cries of "no!" further aroused my hidden beastly nature. I lifted one of Mom's left legs and continued to roughly fondle her other leg, still clad in torn black glossy pantyhose, with my left hand.
Normally, I was always very gentle when making love with Mom, afraid of hurting this beloved treasure. Now, with orders in hand, I was going all out when I was raping Mom. With one leg raised, my penis penetrated even deeper into her vagina.
My mother, still wearing a tattered black pantyhose, could only touch the ground with her right leg on tiptoe. Her taut, beautiful leg made her already tight vagina even more so, to the point that it made my penis ache.
"No! No...! Ahhhhh...!"
"You incestuous bitch with your son, haven't you been wanting to be raped for a long time? Watch me fuck you to death with my big cock!"
Under the running shower, in a standing position I'd never used before, I was frantically raping this beautiful, ecstatic beast in a state of near-limitlessness. The fact that both of them were soaking wet reminded me for a moment of the scene yesterday when I was tightly embracing
Sister Yuxin .
I remember yesterday, Sister Yuxin was also wearing a pair of black transparent pantyhose... Thinking of this, for some reason, I was burning with lust. As my 18-centimeter-long penis angrily thrust into my mother, all I could think about was raping Sister Yuxin wearing black pantyhose
.
"Oh, fucking, fucking you to death! I've wanted to rape you in black stockings for ages!"
He shouted these brutal lines, though it was unclear whether he was speaking to his mother, who was experiencing multiple orgasms, or to his sister in his mind.
Thinking of his sister's delicate face, her alluring curves from her breasts to her buttocks, and her long, slender legs always clad in sexy stockings, his penis throbbed painfully, to the point where simple, violent thrusting couldn't satisfy him.
Suddenly, he pulled his penis out, and his mother, who had been crying hysterically, let out a hollow, lewd moan as he pulled away, as if urging him to continue raping her.
"You slutty bitch, don't rush, the big cock you've been wanting is here!"
He turned his mother, who was standing on one leg, halfway around, spread her plump, round buttocks, still covered in tattered stockings, and thrust his penis violently into her anus!
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!!"
Under the constant rinsing of the hot water, it was impossible to tell whether the streams of tears in Mom's eyes were from hot water or tears. Driven solely by my insane lust, I grabbed Mom's two large, white breasts and rubbed them roughly, while my lower body began to
thrust laboriously into her obviously virgin anus. My left leg pressed against the wall, holding up Mom's stockinged leg, which she was barely able to support, and I rubbed against it frantically.
Mom's anus was so tight that even a finger could barely pass through, let alone my brutally powerful penis, a true sex weapon. A sliver of my remaining rationality made me pause my pounding desire and check Mom's reaction.
Mom, still crying out, turned around and gave me a reassuring look, allowing me to continue my brutal anal rape with satisfaction. My mother's tight rectum felt like it was coated in glue, preventing my penis from penetrating. The way it gripped my shaft brought me
to tears of pleasure, making me regret never realizing how pleasurable anal rape could be.
Having sex with my beautiful mother made me fantasize about what it would be like to have sex with my older sister—would it be as incredibly pleasurable as with my beautiful mother? Reluctantly releasing her right breast, I thrust my fingers into her hairless vulva. I not only pounded her from behind with my large
penis , but also expertly used my fingers to penetrate her
from the front. Caught in a pincer attack, my mother went into a frenzy. Her cries had turned into loud, drawn-out moans, high-pitched and elongated. Her beautiful eyes were wide open, her mouth agape, oozing a liquid that I couldn't tell if it was hot water from the showerhead or saliva
—she was reaching the limit of sensory overload.
The intense sexual frenzy, fueled by multiple pleasures, caused my mother's wet and hot vaginal passage to contract rapidly, further tightening her already narrow rectum and making my penis ache.
A torrent of vaginal fluid gushed from my mother's vagina, and my already climaxed penis thrust powerfully into her anus, preparing for a final, intense ejaculation.
But then, something unexpected happened. The half-open bathroom door was suddenly pushed open, and there stood my sister, Yuxin.
Lost in the lewd anal assault in the bathroom, I completely forgot that my sister would be home from evening study; my mind was blank, and my lower body, uncontrollably, thrust deeply one last time. My hands gripped my mother's beautiful buttocks, clad in torn pantyhose, my glans
swollen to its highest point, and my urethral opening sprayed thick streams of semen into her rectum.
Mom was clearly stunned, turning around to stare wide-eyed at my sister, completely dumbfounded. But her vagina, still throbbing from my intense ejaculation inside her, released another gush of vaginal fluid.
Mom and I were still basking in the afterglow of our climax. My sister, her beautiful eyes wide, couldn't believe her brother and mother had engaged in incestuous intercourse in the bathroom. She shook her head in disbelief, backed away, and then
ran back to her room without looking back.
I pulled out my limp penis, and a stream of white semen flowed slowly and wantonly from Mom's anus. I quickly untied the stockings from Mom's wrist, grabbed a towel and roughly wiped myself down, then pulled on my pants and
ran . She had already locked the door and ignored my calls from outside.
A moment later, Mom, wrapped in a bath towel and barefoot, came over. A hint of sadness in her eyes, she gently leaned on my shoulder, murmuring, "I knew Yuxin would find out someday, but I never expected it to be like this..."
"Sister, listen to me..."
"I don't want to hear it! I don't want to hear it! Get away from me!"
My sister's desperate cries came from inside the room, leaving Mom and me shaking our heads helplessly outside.
Honestly, we knew it would be discovered sooner or later, but we never expected it to be like this, caught in the act.
Especially since the incestuous scene in the bathroom was so brutal; no one could accept that.
"Mom, you go back to your room and rest. I'll take care of things here..."
"Okay..." With that, I lowered my head and lightly kissed Mom's lips, then let her go back to her room to sleep. I could only sit helplessly outside my sister's room, waiting for her to calm down.
When I realized I had fallen asleep sitting outside my sister's room, it was already the next morning. My sister's door was open; she seemed to have already left for school. I had a blanket draped over my previously bare upper body.
Mom was still asleep, so only my sister would cover me with it… Although my sister had discovered my incestuous relationship with Mom, she was still very kind and considerate, which warmed my heart.
However, my fetish for stockings, which had only manifested at home since my affair with Mom, seemed to have intensified again. Perhaps it was because of yesterday's frenzied rape scene with Mom in the bathroom that I started to crave my sister's black stockings.
Seeing pretty office ladies wearing black stockings on my way home from school made my penis hard, something that hadn't happened in a long time. After my sister discovered my incestuous relationship with Mom, I found myself
caring more about her.
I was afraid that because of this incident, I would never see her gentle smile again, her sweet taps on my head as a scolding, her caring help with my homework… So many complex emotions, with nowhere to vent, had somehow been transferred to my obsession with her
body .
I wanted to have sex with my sister.
I want to possess her heart, her body, everything about her.
Since realizing my sister is a woman, this desire has never been so strong, this feeling of caring for her so much, that I want to completely possess her—it's both love and lust. I feel like it's a possessive desire bordering on the perverse.
When I got home, all I could think about was grabbing my mother, tearing her expensive, delicate stockings, and having a good time. I know that right now I'm madly wanting to have sex with my sister, but wanting to vent on my mother feels disrespectful, but I just feel like she'd understand.
Unfortunately, my mother's situation yesterday caused quite a stir. Although she's completely the victim, her company arranged for her to go on a business trip abroad for a while to avoid the limelight. Today I have to stay at the company to organize things for the next week, so
I'll basically be home alone tonight.
What to do? Am I supposed to eat, drink soda, watch TV, and sleep with this thing sticking out?
In the past, I would automatically go into my mother's room, open her wardrobe, find my favorite stockings, and happily put them on my throbbing penis and give myself a good time. But now, I'm in my sister's room.
I open her wardrobe and start rummaging through her pantyhose. I know many of them were taken directly from my mother; almost all of her pantyhose have been worn by me for sex or masturbation, and you can even see faint semen stains after
washing .
I pick out a pair of black pantyhose that have recently aroused my desire. These are completely sheer, shiny black pantyhose. I like them just the same, whether they're velvet or opaque, but this is the style my sister wore the day she was almost assaulted. I quickly pull down my pants
, my engorged penis already throbbing at 18 centimeters. I was about to put the pantyhose on and start masturbating when I glance at the full-length mirror in my sister's room and suddenly remember something I've wanted to try for a long time.
I want to wear my sister's uniform.
This idea is quickly put into practice. First, I went back to my room and found the long black wig I wore last year at the school fair when those bastards forced me to dress up as a waitress (don't ask me what kind of shop we ran back then...). Then I went back to my sister's room and found
her bright white uniform and dark blue skirt. Then, starting with my not-so-thick legs that didn't have much hair, I slowly began to pull on my sister's pantyhose.
The moment the pantyhose touched my legs, the silky smoothness sent
a jolt .
I finally understood the bliss of womanhood; wearing pantyhose was such an intoxicating experience. I don't have a fetish for dressing as a woman, but looking at myself in the mirror now, I felt a melting pleasure.
Except for being a little taller than my sister and lacking that alluring curve, in the mirror, I looked exactly like her standing in the mirror. Because our twins have almost identical features, with the wig on, it looked exactly like my older
sister 's face.
I sat down and gently stroked my stockinged legs, imagining I was touching my sister's sexy long legs. Looking at myself in the mirror, it felt as if my sister was really touching me right in front of me.
I started stroking my penis through the stockings. Because of the good elasticity, even though my penis was tightly wrapped by the crotch of the stockings, there was still room for me to rub my penis hard through the stockings.
The strange pleasure of transvestism and cross-dressing surged through my spine. My left hand stroked my thigh clad in black stockings, while my right hand fiercely stroked my penis beneath the stockings.
The delicate touch of the stockings rubbed against my already swollen, purplish-red glans, plunging me into a sensual hell. My right hand, stroking my penis through the stockings, became faster and harder, looking at myself in the mirror, enjoying the twisted sexual pleasure
.
"I love you! Sister!! Ahhh...!!"
With the climax reaching its limit, I let out an unbearable roar. My glans, tightly encased in pantyhose, began to ejaculate powerfully, in large, forceful bursts, even spraying forward a distance after piercing the pantyhose. It's not hard to imagine how powerful
my ejaculations were.
A dozen or so consecutive ejaculations left my pantyhose and the ground in front of me covered in a thick layer of white semen. However, after the intense orgasm subsided, what followed was a profound emptiness.
Looking at the person in the mirror who looked exactly like my sister, wearing a uniform and skirt, but with a semi-erect penis beneath the semen-splattered black pantyhose, I felt a deep, broken, dark emotion rising within me.
Masturbating in my sister's uniform and pantyhose today had indeed driven me almost insane, but I would never want to try it again. Perhaps it's not my sister herself; it's impossible to find true peace in this moment.
"Sister... Sister... Sister Yuxin..."
I closed my eyes and slumped weakly to the ground, murmuring my beloved sister's name. In this chaotic world I had constructed in my own mind, I unrealistically hoped that someone would come to offer me salvation.
After my mother went on a business trip abroad arranged by her company, she and my sister hadn't spoken for days. Needless to say, she left early every morning during the day. Even after she came home from evening self-study, she would shower and go straight to her room and never come out again.
During the brief moments we shared the same air, she always kept her delicate face down, avoiding me. I carried this silent atmosphere with me to school. Whether it was during class, after class, eating, or leaving school, the area within a meter of me was like a crime scene, off-limits. Those
brainless bastards noticed my strange state and, to avoid getting into trouble, wisely refrained from making any more low-level jokes.
I thought about my sister constantly, almost to the point of madness. At school, whatever I did, I felt like a soulless walking corpse. As a result, my spacing out got so bad that my homeroom teacher called me in for a lecture. I was supposed to go to the office,
but then I thought I'd better avoid the teacher's grumpy face, so I skipped the meeting and went to the library alone during class.
The library was deserted during class time; apart from the occasional teacher looking for materials, nobody came. I climbed the old stairs to the third floor, where books over fifty years old were kept. The entire floor
was empty; if students didn't take turns cleaning it every day, the dust would probably be higher than the bookshelves.
I walked to a secluded corridor where I usually skipped class and pretended to be sick to avoid teachers, and quietly sat down.
"You are…? Ah…"
Someone actually spoke up? Looking towards the source of the voice, I saw it was Lin Yuping, the first-year student who had given me the love letter last time. Seeing it was her, I panicked a little. She was actually very pretty, with long, flowing hair and a pair of very endearing, bright
eyes. She's probably one of the most beautiful girls in the class, so why does she like a lazy bum like me?
"Hi... what are you doing here?" I awkwardly greeted her first.
"Our Chinese teacher asked me to find some old materials, and you...?" She smiled excitedly, revealing a pair of adorable little tiger teeth. Her happy expression made it impossible to tell that she had cried after I nonsensically said I wanted to go back for lunch last time
.
"Well... I won't bother you then." With that, I turned around and prepared to slip away.
"Senior Yu Yang, you... don't go...!" Junior
Yu Ping dropped the two or three books she was holding and rushed over to grab my hand. Her small hands held me with surprisingly strong strength, making it a little difficult for me to move.
"Um... Junior Yu Ping... if you do this, I..."
"You still remember my name? I'm so happy!" After saying that, the junior let out a sweet, bell-like laugh, and then suddenly wrapped her arms around my waist.
"Senior Yu Yang... I like you so much... I really, really like you..."
The junior must have been incredibly nervous saying this; I could even hear her rapid heartbeat in the quiet space.
"Do you hate me?"
The junior looked up at me, her bright eyes brimming with tears, suddenly filled with sadness. My goodness, the emotional shift from laughter to tears was too fast!
"No... don't say that..." I reluctantly reached out and gently stroked her head.
"You're cute and pretty, I don't think anyone wouldn't like you. It's just that I..."
"But I only like Senior Yu Yang!" Before I could finish, the junior interrupted me, her small lips pouting. Damn, looking at her adorable expression for that moment, she looked like an innocent angel, it really made my heart flutter!
Perhaps sensing my wavering, the junior rested her head on my chest again.
"I'd do anything for you, Senior..."
What kind of statement is that!?
While my mind went completely blank, Yu Ping, my junior, actually reached for the zipper of my uniform pants and pulled it down. Her trembling hand began to caress my still-dormant member through my underwear.
"The girls in my class taught me that boys like to do this..."
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Which classmate taught you this kind of thing?! I'll smash her into a block of cement and throw her into the Pacific Ocean!?
With a sudden burst of strength, she shoved me to the ground. While I was still stunned, a pair of slender legs clad in black school stockings were already wrapped around my waist. She
alluringly brought her mouth close to my ear and whispered, "Senior Yu Yang, this is my first time..."
You're a devil! You're a devil! You're a devil!
I take back what I just said about her being like an angel; this girl is a complete devil!
Yu Ping's cheeks were flushed like apples; she truly lived up to her name. I don't know who taught her these weird tricks, but she even pulled my already erect penis out of my underwear and gently began to stroke it. I started to lose control of myself
, gradually overwhelmed by my rising lust.
"Ah...!"
Without a word, I got up and pinned my junior down, my rapid breaths spraying onto her cute little face, making one last confirmation.
"It'll hurt..."
Damn! Damn! Damn! I'm such a pervert! I didn't even say "Do you really want it?", but went straight to "It'll hurt."
"If it's Senior Yu Yang, I'll endure it..."
Junior Yu Ping's body trembled incessantly, but her cute big eyes looked at me with unwavering determination.
"Okay..."
I slipped my hand inside her white uniform shirt, unbuttoned it, and flipped up her pure white bra, revealing a pair of adorable little white rabbits. Hmm… probably a B+, she's only a first-year student now, she'll definitely grow bigger in time.
I started pressing down on the junior, gently kneading the tender, pale pink nipples on her breasts. Unable to withstand the stimulation, the junior turned her face to the side and moaned incessantly, completely at my mercy.
Although her breasts weren't large, they were the perfect size to play with in one hand, and even while lying on her back, they still maintained their beautiful perkiness. In the near future, they'll definitely be beautiful breasts that entice men's souls.
I didn't miss her slender legs clad in black thigh-high stockings. Although they weren't as sexy as the two women in my family dressed, they still had a unique charm with a touch of student innocence.
I kept my right hand to continue caressing her small breasts, while my left hand began its invasion downwards, first stroking her slender, yet incredibly soft and smooth thighs, especially the area where the stockings met her bare thighs, which was incredibly alluring. Then, I
moved my hand to her adorable, pure white panties.
"Ah!...There...No!" the junior cried out shyly, shaking her head.
"No what? Yu Ping, make yourself clear!"
With a wicked grin, I simply pulled down her panties, leaving them hanging loosely on one leg in a way that would make your nose bleed, and continued to gently caress her vulva with my fingers.
The flower, unexplored by a man, was covered in very sparse, soft hairs; the light brushing sensation as my hand passed over it sent a jolt of excitement through my penis.
"Ah...ah...no...ah...okay...too..."
My junior started babbling incoherently, her alluring expression tempting me to tease her: "Is it 'no' or 'okay'? You seem to be enjoying it..."
Before long, her dry vulva began to flow with waves of hot, lustful nectar, already at the stage where a man could begin to explore.
"Ah...senior, you're so naughty..." Her watery eyes were tightly closed, and tears even squeezed from the corners of her eyes, unable to suppress the tingling pleasure.
In this place, I didn't want to linger too long to avoid any complications, so I gently touched the entrance of her flower a few times with my huge, throbbing penis, which she had just pulled out, at the entrance of her flower.
"Coming!"
"Mmm!"
With lightning speed, I thrust into her flower core in one go, and the thin hymen was quickly broken through the moment of contact.
The junior, caught off guard by my rapid penetration, immediately burst into tears. She opened her mouth wide, about to scream, but I quickly covered her mouth with my hand, preventing her from uttering any more silent sobs.
"I'm sorry, Yu Ping, I was afraid you wouldn't be able to take it long. A short, sharp pain is better than a long, drawn-out one, so I just went in all at once."
Making sure she wouldn't scream anymore, I moved my hand away and gently kissed her small lips in a comforting gesture. She was still shedding large tears, but she endured the tearing pain in her lower body, stiffly returning my kiss.
"I want to keep moving."
She didn't answer, only pursed her lips, enduring the pain, and nodded in agreement.
Having received her consent, my long-awaited, massive penis began to slowly move in and out of her tight vagina. The back-and-forth movements seemed to tug at every tiny fold of her vagina, the intense sensation incredibly pleasurable.
The junior turned her face to the side, adopting that submissive, helpless posture once again. Not daring to be too rough and hurt her, I used short, close thrusts after the initial, forceful penetration.
Initially enduring the excruciating pain of my penis entering, she gradually relaxed after my caresses and gentle thrusts, allowing me to increase the distance and force of my thrusts.
"Mmm...so...so strange...it feels so strange down there...so embarrassing..."
Not yet understanding her transformation into a woman, perhaps confused by the electric currents emanating from her, she shyly wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, burying her face in my chest. Encouraged, I increased the intensity of my penetration,
my penis back and forth in her tight virginity, a pleasurable sensation.
"Ah...no...Yu Ping feels so strange being done by you, senior...it's sore and numb...it's broken..." "Does your
big cock feel good to Yu Ping?" "
Mmm...you're so naughty, senior...don't ask...
ahh ... "Ohhhhhh!! I'm going to cum!!" "Cum all inside!! Senior, cum all inside me!! Senior, cum to death, ahhhhh!!" The final thrust deeply shoved the entire 18-centimeter-long, thick penis into the junior's vagina. The intense orgasm stimulated her testicles to contract violently, squeezing a continuous stream of semen into the junior's small flower hole. In an instant, it was clear that the junior's tight private parts could not withstand such a powerful blow. The force of the semen ejaculation made her whole body arch backward and convulse wildly. It was obvious that my intense ejaculation had prolonged the duration of her orgasm. Her two beautiful legs, wrapped in stockings, also instinctively wrapped tightly around my waist. The intense ejaculation caused our sexual fluids to mix with a little bit of virgin blood, gushing out from our point of contact. "Sister...!!" At the peak of the ejaculation, I blurted out the word "sister," even I was stunned. The younger student seemed not to hear, still arching her back, her whole body trembling slightly. After a long while, the two, finally calming down, collapsed on the third-floor floor of the library, exhausted. Luckily, no one ever came to this floor; otherwise, openly committing adultery in the library would surely have been reported in the newspapers, prompting criticism of the current education system! "Huff, huff..." Even after countless times with her mother, she had never made love in such a public place. This exposure-induced pleasure elevated her senses to a whole new level. Needless to say, the younger student, experiencing this for the first time, must have been completely overwhelmed by the intensity of her orgasm, leaving her brain completely blank!

My junior offered her soft lips, and I kissed her without hesitation. I gently slipped my tongue into her mouth; at first, her tongue desperately tried to dodge, but after my persistent pursuit, it finally began to intertwine with mine, albeit awkwardly. We kissed deeply
for a long time before letting go and breathing deeply again.
"Senior..." My junior's satisfied smile after her climax was incredibly moving, causing my penis, still inside her, to twitch again.
"Does Senior like his older sister?"
"Ah!?" I was so surprised that my entire upper body jerked, my mouth agape, unsure how to answer.
My junior, Yu Ping, pressed my head against her chest, gently stroking it as she slowly said, "Senior's older sister is so lucky. She must be very beautiful, right? Yu Ping is so envious of Senior's older sister..."
I just leaned against her still-heavy chest, at a loss for words.
I hadn't expected that calling out "older sister" at the moment of my climax would be heard. I thought my junior hadn't noticed...
"Don't worry, senior, Yu Ping won't compete with your sister," my junior told me to lift my head, looking me directly into her eyes with gentle eyes. "Yu Yang just showed kindness to me, and I feel so happy, so very happy..."
"She... her sister doesn't know..." I stammered, feeling more like a junior than a senior at that moment.
"You have to make your sister understand, okay? If you like a girl, you have to tell her." Yu Ping smiled sweetly. "If you can spare even a little bit of your gentleness for me, I'll be so content..."
"You silly girl... I..." I choked up.
"Yu Ping, I'm sorry, I really like my sister..."
"It's okay," my junior said like a little woman. "Could you... just give me a little bit of space in your heart? That would be enough for me..."
I couldn't speak, but nodded vigorously, moved. I sat up and hugged Yu Ping tightly, the two of us silently enjoying the calm after the storm.
Because of what my junior said, "If you like a girl, you should tell her," I decided to have a serious talk with my sister.
Alone in the night, sitting in the empty living room, I felt an indescribable sadness.
Mom was away on a business trip, and even my sister ignored me; suddenly, everything familiar felt distant.
This wasn't what I wanted.
I wanted to explain things to my sister, Yuxin. Even if she didn't understand or accept it, at least I had conveyed what I wanted to say.
A little uneasy, I sat on the sofa facing the door, slowly waiting for my sister to come home.
Shortly after nine o'clock, I heard the sound of a key turning in the lock, and then my sister pushed open the door and came in.
I stood up to block her view in the entryway, watching her. My sister kept her head down, seemingly trying to avoid me as she walked past.
"Sister, don't go. I have something to tell you."
A little bewildered, my sister looked up at me, her gaze meeting mine, before quickly turning away again. "Go talk to Mom about it. You two have already done it, haven't you?"
"Sister, it's not like that..." I placed my hands on my sister's delicate shoulders.
"Mom... Mom needs someone, she needs me... I don't deny that our relationship wasn't normal, but it happened naturally..." "
Is that all you're going to say? If you're done, I'm going back to my room." My sister coldly brushed my hands away and started to walk towards her room.
"No, sister!" I hugged my sister tightly from behind.
"I have a lot of responsibility and love for Mom, but for you... it's..."
My sister stopped and turned her head slightly, as if waiting for my answer.
"It's love."
My sister's delicate body trembled violently in my arms, and she pushed me away abruptly. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.
"Little brother, what's wrong with you! You know the love between us can only exist between siblings... between us... between us is impossible..."
"I know that's how it should be. But it's a bond, the bond between twins, the bond between siblings, the bond between a man and a woman. If it were my sister, she would definitely feel it."
I don't know why, but I was unusually calm as I said these words. My heart, which should have been surging, was as still as water, unwavering.
"So, you also have a bond with Mom?" Tears streamed down my sister's cheeks as she asked me in a trembling voice.
"Yes!" I answered quickly.
"But it's different from the bond with you. I can't explain it... but I just feel like I can't live without you... I believe that when I hugged you in the rain that day, you definitely felt something, but you chose to back down..." I looked up in anguish
.
"I just hate that we're siblings!"
"I don't want to hear it! Stop talking!" My sister covered her face and wailed. Hearing her desperate cries, my heart felt like it was breaking.
Suddenly, my sister turned and pushed open the door, running out like a madwoman, leaving me standing there, bewildered.
This was the first time I'd expressed my true feelings to her; she definitely wouldn't accept it. But if we didn't get past this hurdle, we might not even be able to remain ordinary siblings.
After a long while, I finally thought to chase after her. Because I'd been standing there in a daze. My sister was nowhere to be seen; she was in a very unstable state, and leaving her alone would be extremely dangerous. I just couldn't think of
anywhere she could have gone without taking anything
with her. In that instant, a thought flashed through my mind like a thunderbolt—maybe there really is some kind of telepathy between twins. I chased after her in the direction of her school, even though I knew it was just a wild guess, I just felt she would go back to her
school .
Back to the place where we had hugged in the rain.
I maintained a light jog pace, making the already short distance even faster. I ran through paths and thickets, taking shortcuts back to the hidden depths of the woods within the school grounds.
Sure enough, my sister, panting, leaned against a tree, her head bowed and eyes closed, large tears sliding down her cheeks. I gradually calmed my breathing and walked to her side, standing a meter away, quietly waiting for her reaction.
"Little brother, do you know?" My sister turned to look at me with her beautiful, tearful eyes, "I like you! I like you so much!"
A little incredulous at what I was hearing, my mind went completely blank, and I stood there, mouth agape, unsure how to react.
The older sister paused, waiting for her breathing to return to normal, then lowered her head and continued, "I don't know when it started, but I felt you really became like a man... Although you're a bit silly and always do clumsy things, you're so reliable
when ... That day you suddenly appeared and saved me from him, I was so happy, I just thought how wonderful it would be if this person wasn't my brother. From that moment on, I fell hopelessly in love with you, so I couldn't help myself, that..."
Perhaps thinking of the scene of her offering a kiss, a blush crept onto her delicate face.
"But I know this shouldn't have happened, I've fallen in love with my brother... So I'm so sad, I've been holding these feelings in, not knowing how to express them to you, or even if I should express them at all. Then the very next day, I saw you and Mom in the bathroom
. Do you know what I felt at that time besides shock? Envy! Jealousy!" The older sister cried out hoarsely.
"I envy Mom for loving you like this! I'm jealous that you don't treat my sister like this!"
As if a taut string snapped, my sister covered her face with her hands and wept bitterly, leaning weakly against a tree trunk.
After hearing her heartfelt confession, I quietly walked forward and embraced her delicate body. I gently rested my chin on her head, stroking her back, waiting for her to calm down.
"Sister, no matter what happens in the future, we'll never be apart..."
"Mmm..."
"Sister..."
"Little brother..."
My sister called softly, and then, just like that day, she gently placed her hands on my chest, closed her eyes, and lightly touched my lips with her pink lips.
So salty, yet so sweet.
Salty were her tears, sweet were the anticipation in her heart, finally finding an outlet after all the gloom had passed.
I gently pried open my sister's lips with my tongue, sucking on her sweet saliva. My sister, who wasn't good at kissing, awkwardly extended her small, fragrant tongue and intertwined with mine.
For a moment, the two of us seemed to have found an outlet for our emotions, desperately seeking each other's tongues. After a while, my sister finally pulled away, panting.
"Brother loves me...like you love Mom..."
"Huh?" Not sure if I had misunderstood, I asked as if to be sure, "Like that day when Mom and I were in the bathroom...here?"
"Yes...I want to be loved by you like that too...right here..."
I lovingly reached out and gently stroked my sister's face, kissing away the tear stains that hadn't dried at the corners of her eyes. Then, I quietly slipped my other hand up into my sister's clothes.
"Ah..." When I touched the peak of my sister's breasts below her bra, my sister jumped back as if she had been electrocuted, but I still held her firmly in my arms.
I unbuttoned three buttons on my sister's uniform top, pushed up her sexy apple-green lace bra, and her two perfectly shaped breasts eagerly sprang out, making my eyes widen in amazement.
"Sister's breasts are so beautiful... how big are they?" I asked, already pressing my sister against the tree, my hands restlessly kneading them.
Under my caresses, her two soft, white breasts changed shape constantly, and the two delicate pink nipples quickly became engorged and erect, forming a beautiful teardrop-shaped curve that rose upwards with her breasts. Although not huge,
their shape was incredibly beautiful, shining like two gems that were irresistible to touch.
"Smaller than Mom... only 33C..." My sister closed her eyes tightly, thrusting her chest forward to receive my caresses of her breasts, "Little brother must not be satisfied with touching them..."
"Not at all, sister's breasts are the best!"
After my sister gradually got into the mood, I teased her as well. After saying that, I lowered my head and began to suckle the tips of her breasts alternately, my tongue teasing her two pink nipples, making her moan softly in pleasure.
"Ah...so good...I love you, sister...more...more..."
she murmured. I kept my left hand, still caressing her delicate breasts with my mouth, while my right hand reached down to her lower body, lifting her uniform skirt and gently caressing her beautiful legs clad in black velvet stockings
.
"Sister, do you know? I love your legs in stockings so much, they're so long and slender, so beautiful..."
I whispered in her ear, "I even used your stockings to masturbate and ejaculate on them..."
Her face flushed red, and she shyly rested her head against my chest.
"Little brother is so naughty...so naughty..."
Looking at my sister's shy and bashful little woman appearance, I pulled her black pantyhose and sexy black lace panties down to her thighs in one go. My sister blushed even more. It turned out she was a pubic hairless woman, just like Mom!
"Is it strange, sister...? Is it only me who doesn't have hair there...?"
"Mom is too. It's so smooth and soft, it's so nice to touch." As if to prove my words were true, I shifted my attack to her lower body, except for my mouth still lingering on my sister's breasts.
While one hand continued to caress her soft and alluring velvet
stocking legs, the other hand reached into my sister's honeyed spot, my fingers stroking her exposed pink petals.
"Ah! It's so...so stimulating...!"
Under the attack of my two demonic hands, my sister's flower quickly flowed with hot, sweet nectar. I temporarily let go of my sister's 33C breasts, squatted down, and carefully licked my sister's flower with my tongue, rolling the nectar into my mouth and savoring it.
"It's dirty there..."
"It's not dirty because it's my beloved sister."
I rubbed my sister's beautiful legs in pantyhose with both hands, while gently touching the pearl in her flower with the tip of my tongue, tasting it carefully. Obviously, my sister was feeling the current of sex, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably, the amplitude of which was
getting bigger and bigger.
"No... I can't take it anymore, I'm going to pee!! Ahhhhh!!"
Suddenly my sister's body trembled, and a small stream of sweet water spurted out of her honey hole, which shot into my mouth, and I excitedly drank it all up. Could this be the legendary squirting?
"Little brother, I'm sorry... I peed... but it felt so good..." My sister said apologetically, a little exhausted after reaching her climax.
"Silly sister, that's not pee, it's love juice that only comes out during orgasm. And very few people can squirt it out, this is called squirting!"
I stood up and hugged my sister. My sister didn't care that I had just drunk her love juice, and moved by this, she leaned in and sucked my saliva hard. I also generously exchanged the liquid in my mouth with Sister Yuxin.
"Little brother must be feeling really uncomfortable..."
My sister knelt down, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my already erect 18-centimeter-long penis, which bounced out and hit her delicate face. The enormous size made her watery eyes widen in
disbelief .
"How can it be so... so big?" My sister reached out her soft, boneless hand and encircled my thick shaft.
"I've seen it before when I was showering, it wasn't this exaggerated..."
"It's only because I love you that it's become this big. Ah..." Feeling the waves of deadly pleasure from the clumsy manipulation of my thick penis by her delicate hand, I couldn't help but let out a low moan.
My sister wasn't satisfied with just using her hands to caress me. She looked up at me and said in an innocent tone, "I heard that boys like girls to use their mouths... I'm not very good at it, little brother, bear with it..." After saying that, she stuck out her small, fragrant tongue and licked my swollen, purplish
-red glans.
"Ahhhhhh!!"
I felt a powerful electric current surge through the head of my penis, sending shivers of intense pleasure through my entire body. My sister then pushed her mouth forward, swallowing half of my veiny penis.
My dear sister was giving me her clumsy oral sex, and although she didn't have any particularly sophisticated techniques, the simple back-and-forth motion made my legs tremble so badly I could barely stand.
"Ahhhhhh!!! I'm going to cum!!"
I tried to pull my throbbing penis out of my sister's mouth, but she pressed down hard on my buttocks, preventing me from withdrawing, and instead used her tongue to vigorously tease my burning glans.
Under the intense stimulation, I thrust my penis into my sister's throat, violently ejaculating a torrent of semen. Tears streamed from my beautiful eyes as my throat endured my thrusting, gulping
down .
But the amount of semen I ejaculated was so large that it overflowed from the corners of my mouth, dripping onto my clothes, bra, breasts, and the black pantyhose legs of the woman squatting there.
After the torrent of ejaculation subsided, I pulled my still-erect penis out of my sister's mouth. She lovingly licked my shaft with her tongue, seemingly wanting to swallow every drop of semen.
Enjoying her meticulous care, I was moved beyond words. I pulled her up and gave her a deep kiss on her still-smelling lips.
"Was that good, little brother?"
"It was heavenly... Sister, you even swallowed my semen... I'm so touched..."
"You swallow mine too, we're even." My sister raised her cute hand and tapped my nose,
laughing happily.
At that moment, I felt my heart overflow with happiness, and I didn't know how to express my love. I could only press my face against my sister's and murmur, "Sister, sister..."
My sister reached out her delicate hand to my still-erect penis after ejaculation and slowly began to stroke it.
"Sister wants her little brother to pamper me..." my sister whispered shyly.
Faced with such a request from my beautiful sister, how could I refuse? My 18-centimeter-long, thick penis almost instantly regained its pre-ejaculation hardness, throbbing vigorously, wanting to immediately find a vagina to envelop it.
My sister's lower body was still with her pantyhose pulled down to the middle of her thighs, which was my favorite way of doing things with my mother, besides directly tearing the crotch of the pantyhose. I thought that my sister would still be wearing underwear and stockings when she went home, so tearing them open now probably wouldn't be
a good idea...
So I maintained this state, pressing my swollen penis against the entrance of my sister's wet vulva, gently rubbing against her petals.
"I'm going in..."
"Don't worry, I'll be in your hands..."
I slowly inserted the tip of my penis into my sister's vagina through the opening. In an instant, the tight virginity squeezed my huge, egg-shaped glans so hard that I was about to ejaculate.
My sister and I groaned almost simultaneously. With a slight thrust forward, I felt that the front had reached the breaking point. This was my beloved sister's precious hymen that she had always preserved!
"Are you ready, sister?"
"I've been preparing for you for eighteen years..."
Hearing my sister's tender confession, I was moved and hugged her exquisite body tightly, thrusting my already ready, thick penis forward forcefully!
"Ahhh!!!" My sister screamed loudly. Fortunately, this place was almost the most secluded corner of the campus, otherwise, wouldn't it have attracted all the students studying in the evening?
To ease my sister's pain from losing her virginity, I kissed her sexy lips and caressed her waist and her beautiful legs in stockings. My penis, having already pierced the last line of defense, endured the explosive, tight pressure within my sister's wet, hot flower path,
temporarily pausing to wait for the tearing pain to subside.
We kissed deeply for a long time, and feeling that my sister was no longer as tense as when I first entered, I began to slowly thrust my penis, which I had been holding back for so long. My sister tightly closed her beautiful eyes and pressed her small mouth shut, her fragrant tongue hooking onto mine, unwilling to let go.
My sister's vagina felt like a thousand tiny needles stimulating my entire penis; if I hadn't already ejaculated once in my sister's mouth, I probably would have ejaculated completely by now.
Enduring the waves of pleasure coming from my lower body, I began to slowly increase the speed of my piston-like movements. My sister shyly opened her watery eyes, her lips tightly pursed as if enduring the overwhelming pleasure I was giving her.
I lifted my sister's soft, fragrant body up, letting her hook her beautiful, long, silk-stockinged legs around my waist, while I lifted her from her elastic buttocks, raping her in the difficult "train bento" position.
My sister, who had never imagined sex could be so sweet and stimulating, swayed alluringly with each thrust as I increased my pace. Her 33C breasts bounced precariously, and her hands clung tightly to my neck, afraid of falling. I could clearly
feel her black velvet stockings wrapped around my waist, tightening their grip as her desire intensified.
Finally, with a long, sweet moan, her entire body trembled wildly, her already tight virginity constricting to squeeze my weapon.
"Ahhh!!!" Intense moans of climax escaped our lips simultaneously.
Perhaps it was the unique sexual synergy of twins, but when I slept with my mother, we usually reached orgasm one after the other. Never before had we reached our peak almost simultaneously with my sister. As her vagina squeezed my massive glans
, I convulsively ejaculated an outrageously large amount of thick, white semen from my wide-open urethra.
This climax lasted for more than half a minute, and even then I didn't stop thrusting, but continued to rape my sister as if unwilling to stop. My sister, who was still a virgin a while ago, was stimulated by this climax to the point that her eyes rolled back, and her hands gradually
loosened .
Afraid that my sister would fall backward, I quickly put her down, and then let her, who was already in a daze, use her hands to support herself on the tree trunk, and once again forcefully thrust into my sister's hairless and tight flower hole from behind, which was wet and sticky with a mixture of semen and honey.
"Ohhh! It's going to break! It's going to break!"
Before the climax had subsided, she received my intense pounding from behind, and my sister was so happy that she couldn't control her saliva and it flowed out on its own. We were completely in the mood, and in the intense stimulation of the campus where someone could appear at any time, we were having
immoral incestuous sex in the rear position.
The folds in my sister's flower path rubbed my penis so hard that I wanted to ejaculate immediately. Especially since our penises and vaginal stalks are almost exactly the same length, each thrust to the very end perfectly hits the core of her flower. This is probably a perfect contact that only twins
discover .
"Fuck your sister! Ahhh...love your sister more...love her more!" My sister reached out and hooked her arm around my neck, her pair of tender white breasts swaying back and forth from behind as I thrust.
Although her breasts weren't as big as my mother's, her slender, snake-like waist twisted on its own in pursuit of pleasure, and her sexy, perky buttocks, still wearing her school uniform skirt, would even thrust backward in sync with my thrusts. Her long legs, encased in black velvet stockings, were a step
above my mother's, both visually and tactilely. She was a perfect sex object!
"Sister! Ahh! You're squeezing me so tight! Sister's body is the best!!"
"My little brother's is so big, so hot, and so thick... Ohhh! Make it feel even better! More!"
Sister's hands gripped the bark of the tree trunk so tightly that her knuckles turned white. I, on the other hand, rubbed Sister's snow-white, beautiful buttocks and two silk-stockinged legs with both hands, thrusting faster and harder with powerful pounding.
Sister's wet, hot flower path enveloped my already swollen and terrifyingly large penis, which had already ejaculated twice. My testicles slammed against Sister's pink buttocks with each thrust, making a slapping sound.
"So embarrassing..." Sister moaned, wanting to cry out. I pressed my upper body forward tightly against Sister's back, thrusting and kissing her passionately.
Gradually, I felt the pleasure from my thick penis getting stronger and stronger, and soon I was about to reach another climax. Almost unable to bear it any longer, I thrust faster and faster, seeking yet another wave of pleasure.
"I'm almost there! Sister, can you shoot it all in?"
"Shoot it inside sister, shoot it all in sister! Let sister help brother have a child!!"
"Ahhhhhhh!!" Obscene conversations raged between the incestuous siblings.
Finally, under the fatal stimulation of sister's beautiful body, I thrust my penis deep into sister's flower core. As sister trembled violently from another orgasm, I spurted out seemingly endless nectar from the tip of my penis.
The powerful pleasure from my lower body assaulted my entire sensory system, making me so ecstatic that my brain went blank at the moment of ejaculation, and my body felt like it was about to fly.
The unstoppable, powerful ejaculation seemed to drain my spinal cord, quickly filling sister's already tight flower hole, cascading down like a waterfall from the point where our genitals were joined.
Sister and I once again reached a powerful, synchronized orgasm. This time, however, the intensity surpassed all before. I simply thrust my penis deep into her core, savoring the climax of my orgasm without further thrusting.
My sister's core contracted wildly, releasing a torrent of heat onto my glans. We remained motionless, our lower bodies joined, waiting for the climax of our lovemaking to subside.
Tonight felt like a dream come true. My beloved, beautiful sister moaned and gasped beneath me. The twins' perfect coordination in lovemaking gave me, who had long fantasized about this moment, complete satisfaction, both physically and emotionally.
I turned my still-breathing sister around and embraced her tightly, our mouths pounding as we kissed each other.
"Yuxin..."
"Yuyang..."
We called each other's names, gazed at each other for a few seconds, and then suddenly burst into laughter.
"That's weird, it feels better to call you 'little brother'."
"Yeah, I think calling you 'older sister' is better too." I nodded and grinned lewdly, "That feels like we're doing something incestuous..."
"You're so lewd...!" My sister lightly tapped my head, then leaned her light body against my chest.
On this night, both of us knew that we had each other, and we were no longer alone.
"Hoo hoo, my sister's little feet are so good at this."
In the quiet living room at night, I was holding my sister's stockinged little feet and engaging in a pleasurable foot fetish.
During the time my mother was away on a business trip, my sister completely gave herself to me. Every day after school, I would wait for my sister to finish her evening self-study so we could have incestuous sex.
Sometimes, even in the morning before my sister left, when I saw her beautiful legs in black pantyhose, I couldn't resist the urge to pounce on her and rape her completely. As a result, my sister has been frequently late for class lately. Fortunately, she remains at the top of her class academically, so
the teachers haven't said anything.
As for sex, I'm no longer satisfied with simply having sex with my sister when she's wearing black pantyhose to class. For example, right now, the sister sitting in front of me, giving me footjobs with her stockinged feet, is wearing white lace stockings with suspenders.
Knowing my fondness for her stockinged legs, my sister also cooperates by wearing various stockings, pantyhose, and suspender stockings that I like, engaging in all sorts of shameless sexual acts with me.
Almost everything I learned from my mother has been passed on to my sister. Except for the more difficult breast sex, she does everything: masturbation, oral sex, leg sex, foot sex, anal sex—she does it all. She even enjoys the trick my mother developed: putting
pantyhose over her penis before oral sex.
Although her breasts weren't as big as her mother's, her sister's legs were even more captivating. They were long and slender, with incredibly smooth, fair skin. Whether we were having barefoot sex or making love while she was wearing stockings, it always drove me wild with pleasure
.
Her feet, clad in white stockings, moved up and down against my erect, 18-centimeter-long penis, so pleasurable I closed my eyes, only stroking her silk-stockinged feet.
Through repeated acts of depraved deed, it seemed I was gradually awakening the erotic cells within her. Our first time was a wild, unrestrained encounter in the wild, and afterwards, she also developed a fondness for the pleasure of making love in places other than home.
The stairwell of the apartment building, the men's restroom in the department store, even a park late at night. The constant fear of being spied on only heightened the urge to stimulate my sister's and my senses.
"My little brother's penis is so hard... the more I
squeeze my legs together, the thicker and bigger it gets..." Although her face flushed with embarrassment, my sister continued to speak lewdly. Hearing her say such things made my penis, which was being squeezed between her white-stockinged feet, throb violently.
"Wow, how scary, your big cock can even jump!" My sister, with a seductive expression, rubbed my penis with her small feet while caressing her firm 33C breasts and constantly pinching her already erect pink nipples with her fingers.
"Not only that, it jumps even harder when it ejaculates inside my uterus," I licked my tongue, teasing my sister with obscene words.
Suddenly, the sound of a key turning in the lock filled the air. The door opened quickly, and we, caught off guard by the unexpected incident, froze in our tracks. My sister, however, tensed up, her cute little stockinged feet clenching even
tighter, almost making me want to ejaculate.
Mom walked in, pulling a suitcase. Seeing that we were only wearing white stockings on my sister's legs, she was momentarily stunned.
But Mom, already instigated by my incestuous desires, quickly took off her high heels, dropped the suitcase, and entered the living room. She stretched out her black stockinged foot and stroked my penis before starting to undress.
"You're quite the pervert, aren't you… While Mom was away, you even ate Yuxin…"
Hearing this, my sister, seeing Mom's open attitude, shyly and sweetly lowered her head, avoiding our gaze. Mom quickly stripped naked, leaving only black stockings that
contrasted beautifully with my sister's white stockings.
"Yuxin, come on, let's each take one side."
Mom smiled lewdly, inviting my sister to join in a footjob and share my penis. One on each side, their two small feet, one in black stockings and one in white, clamped my penis, rhythmically stroking it up and down.
"Ohhhhhh!!" Never before had I experienced such a stimulating attack from both sides of my legs; I lay on the ground, completely overwhelmed by a hazy pleasure.
A few seconds later, my already throbbing penis began to spurt out copious amounts of white semen, bouncing upwards several times before falling back down, landing entirely on Mom and my sister's sexy, black-and-white stockinged
feet .
"Wow, so much!" My sister had given me footjobs several times, but she'd never seen me ejaculate this high and so much. "My little brother's big cock is like a fountain, hee hee..."
"It's not over yet." My mother, holding my shy sister's hand, brought their faces close to my still-erect penis, and they began licking from my testicles, one on each side, all the way up to the still-slicked urethral opening.
Whenever my mother licked the glans, my sister licked the thick shaft. And when my mother moved her tongue to the shaft, my sister used her small mouth to tease the egg-sized glans from top to bottom. The two women together stroked my drooping testicles with their delicate hands.
Receiving such obscene service from mother and daughter was incredibly stimulating.
I didn't last long before a surge of intense pleasure shot through my brain, causing me to ejaculate again with shudders. The two women didn't flinch, directly facing my gushing penis. My white semen splattered onto my mother's and sister's incredibly beautiful
faces. Even after I finished, they licked each other's pretty faces and my purplish-red glans, vying for my semen.
This was truly... too stimulating, too obscene!!
"You two, it's time to accept your fate," I said in a commanding tone, still lying on the ground, my breath heavy.
"Mom, bring your pussy to my mouth. As for sister, I'll give you special permission to ride my penis first."
The two women exchanged a smile and obediently began to move. My mother, with a lewd smile, squatted on my face, her vulva pressed against my mouth. My sister, blushing shyly, pressed her vulva against my still-erect penis, then slowly sat down,
enveloping my tender flesh in her vaginal opening, and began to move gently up and down.
"Die, you lot!"
I licked my mother's hairless vulva with my tongue. Her beautiful, hairless vulva was incredibly cute, and her engorged clitoris received special attention from me, causing my mother's black-stockinged legs to tremble as she squatted. I
even plunged my tongue deep into her vulva, which was flowing with hot, honeyed juices, licking her flesh as if savoring a delicacy. My penis, tightly enveloped by my sister's other vulva, dissatisfied with her shallow movements, began to
thrust upwards with all its might.
My sister didn't have much experience with sex to begin with, and her tight, tender vulva couldn't withstand much penetration. In this riding position, she was soon panting heavily, unable to breathe, after just a few thrusts.
My mother and sister's four beautiful legs in black and white stockings swayed wildly before my eyes, making me frantically caress each leg in turn, afraid of neglecting either one.
Unlike my mother, who was only being teased by my tongue, my sister quickly reached her first climax from my brutal penis. Her body trembled slightly, and then a gush of hot fluid spurted from her vagina, making my penis, which was inside her, feel incredibly pleasurable.
"Come on, sister, can you rest for a bit?" I said softly to my sister. She nodded weakly, gently got up from my thick penis, and lay down on the ground to rest.
I then moved my mother, who hadn't been fucked for a while since my business trip, to my lower body, and without asking any questions, I exploded my eighteen-centimeter-long penis into her already overflowing vagina.
"Ahhh!! Xiao Yang, you're so cruel!!..."
Although Mom's screams were shrill, her face was filled with the joy of long-awaited rain, clearly showing satisfaction and a flushed complexion. Although I remained lying on the ground, the speed of my upward thrusts, combined with supporting Mom's waist and coordinating the up-
and made my thrusts just as fierce as when I was on top in a normal position.
Having not made love to Mom for a while, her vagina had clearly been starved for a long time. Not only did her vagina move up and down in sync with my thrusts while I fucked her, but her slender waist twisted like a water snake, and her hands kneaded her 35D
breasts .
Having not cherished Mom's breasts for so long, I moved my hands from Mom's waist to those huge breasts that I had been dreaming of, kneading them vigorously as if I wanted to crush them in one go. Even so, Mom did not show any discomfort,
but rather the helplessness of someone who had reached the peak of pleasure and did not know what to do.
"Come on, sister, sit on my mouth."
Seeing that her sister had already sat up, her cheeks flushed as she played with her breasts and her vulva, I let her take my mother's place and let my tongue serve her.
My sister, still with her usual shyness, gently placed her hairless, white, tender vulva in front of me, as if afraid of pressing down on me. I quickly stuck out my tongue and began to lick my sister's two small, lovely petals. Hot nectar
flowed continuously from my sister's white tiger vulva onto my tongue, which I willingly swallowed.
The entire living room was filled with the sounds of my lower body colliding violently with my mother's, and the smacking sounds of me giving my sister oral sex. The three of us, mother, sister, and brother, were already immersed in the sweetness of sex, thus falling into an incestuous spiral from which no one could escape.
My four beautiful legs in stockings, which I loved most, seemed to be vying for my caresses, and I couldn't bear to let go of any of them, constantly stroking them back and forth, savoring the delicate touch from my palms.
"Ahhh! I can't take it anymore! You both, support yourselves with your hands and lie down!"
I struggled to my feet, arranging the two docile, aroused females in a lewd position with their buttocks raised high. Then, I cupped their buttocks and inserted my penis into their beautiful, hairless, white-breasted vaginas.
First, it was the older sister, then the mother, and then I switched back, repeating the process. Every time I penetrated one of the women, I would reach into the other woman's vagina and fondle her. As a result, the two women emitted waves of moans,
making the living room quite lively.
Both women's buttocks were so perky, without an ounce of excess fat, yet full and alluring. Needless to say, their four slender legs in black and white stockings were beautiful, and my penis, which I couldn't resist, was reluctant to let go of their beautiful legs.
As I thrust in and out of them in a doggy-style position, the breasts of the two beauties swayed back and forth, making my eyes dazzled, and I couldn't help but reach out to play with them. There were so many things to do, so many things to enjoy, I just wish I had
three heads and six arms so I
could do them all at once. The first to give in was my older sister. After all, she was still a virgin a few days ago, her newly opened vagina still had limited endurance. Her tight vaginal muscles contracted repeatedly, spurting out a stream of hot vaginal fluid, squeezing my penis so hard it almost ejaculated.
Luckily, I pulled out in time and thrust into my mother's vagina, pounding her with unprecedented force. My mother, who loved my rapist-like brutality, immediately went into a frenzy, screaming meaningless moans, feeling as if
she were flying to heaven.
Under the relentless thrusting of my thick, hard cock, my mother could no longer hold on, arching her back, her beautiful body trembling violently, reaching a powerful orgasm that numbed all her senses.
I continued thrusting a few more times into my mother's vagina, then pulled out. On their two equally perky, snow-white buttocks, I gushed out a large amount of white, cloudy semen—a surprisingly excessive amount despite the expected reduction after the previous ejaculations
.
The three of us, in this intense incestuous act, all reached an almost unbearable, erotic climax. I lay on top of their two exhausted, sexy bodies, panting heavily. Then I lay on the ground, embracing them
on either side .
"Little brother is so strong… I feel like I'm flying," my sister said contentedly after catching her breath.
"Little rascal, picking two flowers at once, like a king, you must be so happy!" My mother used her slender hand to stroke my penis, causing my semi-erect member to tremble again before rising erect once more.
"No way!?" My sister looked at my exceptionally powerful penis in astonishment.
"This has happened so many times already..."
"You underestimate your men!" I lewdly pulled both women to their feet, one on each side, ready to lead them into the bathroom.
"Come on, ladies, go change your stockings. We'll continue the next round while we shower!" With that, all three laughed.
This boundless incestuous lewdness would continue relentlessly until the end of the world. That was the highest realm of familial love I had discovered.
"Ahhhhh...!" The two beauties' joyful moans quickly echoed again in the bathroom, one after another...
"So this is the novel you wrote?" my sister chuckled.
"Not bad, right? I said it would be full of climaxes. Look, both men and women are having non-stop orgasms." I said lewdly.
"You still dare to say that!" Mom pretended to be angry. "I'm not as lewd as you wrote! Mom is very... very reserved!"
"Is that so?" I shrugged helplessly. "Then don't keep moving your lower body on its own, okay?"
"Oh dear!" Mom was almost crying, wishing I would hurry up and thrust into her.
"Yuxin, help me deal with him!"
"Coming!"
"Hey hey hey! Don't use your stockinged legs to squeeze my balls when I'm thrusting into Mom... otherwise I'll... ahhhhhhhh!!!"
My sister's beautiful legs side story - Christmas bells
My name is Li Yuyang, male, eighteen years old.
I grew up in a family where my father died when I was young. I have a gentle and beautiful mother and a twin sister who looks almost exactly like me.
In the eyes of others, our family is a fairly ordinary and happy single-parent family, even though we lack a male head of the household.
That's just an appearance.
Driven by my devilish lust, my beautiful mother, who has been widowed for more than ten years, had an irreparable physical relationship with me. Unlike typical social news stories that end up in the police station or courtroom, making headlines in the newspapers, this time it was my mother and I,
two lustful beasts, who fell into an inescapable vortex of incest. This vortex spun faster and faster, drawing both mother and son deep into the mire of immorality. And at the center of this vortex, in a series of unexpected events, our innocent twin
sister was also dragged in.
We didn't feel guilty; on the contrary, we were quite enjoying it. Perhaps we were born with sin in our bodies, perhaps incestuous blood flowed in our veins, but so what?
"Little brother, what are you muttering to yourself?"
"Oh, nothing, just reading it aloud to polish what I wrote earlier."
"If you write that stuff again, Mom and I will kill you. Come out and have dinner, or it'll get cold."
"Okay..." Oh
no. After our affair became clear, my mother and sister became even more relaxed around each other. They just walk into my room whenever they feel like it, sit on my bed, and then hook their arms around my neck from behind and start licking my earlobe.
It's one thing if they're not doing anything productive (don't ask me what it is...), but sometimes I need to study seriously (I'm serious!), and who can resist this kind of teasing? Lately it's gotten even worse; the two of them, wearing sexy sheer nightgowns and all sorts of stockings, put their legs on my
desk . Can you believe it?!
I quickly swiveled my chair around and lunged at my sister! But she dodged, and I landed face-first in the dirt. My sister, watching my silly antics, laughed hysterically. "Don't you have any heart? You tease me and then don't even give me anything to eat!
" "Dinner's ready, silly boy."
I walked into the dining room with a slightly dejected mood. I saw Mom had already turned on the TV and was watching the evening news. The exquisite dishes on the table were not only visually appealing, but their enticing aromas were also incredibly tempting.
"Wow, we're eating so well today. Is it some special occasion? Mmm, this Japanese short rib is so delicious!" I quickly shook off the gloom of my failed attack and sat down to wolf down my food. Mom picked up her chopsticks, took a few bites, and then sighed
while watching the news.
"Look at everyone else, they have celebrations for Christmas! Our little man just eats and eats, he's even forgotten tomorrow is Christmas!"
"Oh? Really? Oh dear, don't be fooled by those merchants. Christmas has changed now. What else can you do besides spend money on a big meal? Santa Claus is too annoyed by rising gas prices to come out. Hmm? Reindeer don't need oil."
I continued to devour my large piece of meat. But if Mom hadn't reminded me, I would have completely forgotten that tomorrow was Christmas. We don't celebrate holidays in our family. Even if someone has a birthday, we just mention it briefly and
give them a small, thoughtful gift.
"It's okay, no need for special celebrations. Our family is fine as it is." My sister turned and looked at me sweetly, the kind of look that makes her feel full just watching me eat.
"Alright, you two heartless little devils, eat your food."
After dinner, my sister went back to her room to continue studying. I thoughtfully got up to help Mom clear away the leftovers and dishes, which made her genuinely happy.
"Little Yang is such a good boy, he knows how to help his mom."
"You don't usually do any work, I'm a little guilty on Christmas Eve..."
Mom deftly turned on the tap and started washing the dishes. I wanted to help her, but she told me to just wipe the dishes clean. I'm so clumsy, I wonder how many dishes I'll break?
Mom hummed a little tune as she swayed gracefully as she washed the dishes. Sitting behind her, I looked at her round, beautiful buttocks under her purple suit and tight skirt, and her long, slender legs in sheer iron-gray
stockings
. I was immediately filled with lustful thoughts. I didn't get to eat my sister earlier, now it's just as delicious to eat my mom. Having made up my mind, I quickly stood up and positioned myself behind Mom, my hands still wrapped around her slender waist, pressing my already erect penis against her firm buttocks.
"What are you doing, you brat? I'm washing the dishes."
"Mom, you wash yours, I'm touching mine..."
I slipped one hand under my mother's pink shirt, gently pushing up her bra, and began to knead her 36E breasts. My other hand went inside her skirt, skillfully
caressing her most private area through her delicate, high-quality pantyhose.
"Xiao Yang, you..." Under my double assault, my mother's shapely body trembled, her slender hands almost unable to grip the slippery dishes. "The dishes will..." "
Put them down, or they'll break."
I smiled lewdly, but relentlessly intensified my assault on my mother's breasts and secret garden. My mother put down the dishes, resting her hands on the sink, her beautiful legs in stockings beneath her skirt seemingly unable to withstand the pleasure emanating from her seductive body, almost
going limp.
I added a little support to my mother's breasts and between her legs, allowing her to maintain her standing position and continue to endure the teasing from behind.
"Mom's so horny, look, you're all wet already!"
I placed my hand, which had been rubbing her genitals through the fabric, in front of her. Although there were stockings and lace panties, my fingers were still covered in a slippery, sweet liquid. Clearly, my mother was aroused faster than fire.
"It's all because of you, Yang..." My mother pursed her lips, letting out a series of sobs.
While enduring the erotic caresses, she was also afraid of disturbing her sister who was working hard in her room. That alluring expression of trying hard to restrain herself only fueled my lust.
"Want to insert it? Huh?" I gently bit my mother's small, cute earlobe, while also probing and licking it with my tongue, causing my mother to shudder involuntarily.
"Just once... just once..." Her alluring, coquettish manner, sweet and seductive moans, her soft, pink breasts, her firm, shapely buttocks, her long, slender legs—everything about her was like a little devil, fatally stimulating my burgeoning desire.
Having received permission to violate her, I quickly lifted the purple skirt of my mother's suit, roughly tearing the sheer, iron-gray pantyhose from behind, revealing her hairless, adorable vulva. My mother, somewhat displeased, swayed her bouncy buttocks from side to side
, rubbing them against my erect penis through her trousers, seemingly protesting that I had ruined her expensive imported pantyhose again.
However, this small action only made my already imprisoned manhood swell even more painfully. I quickly unbuckled my belt, pulled down my trousers, and released my eighteen-centimeter-long, fierce penis, forcefully flicking it against my mother's beautiful, pantyhose-clad buttocks.
I adjusted my pace slightly, shortening the distance between myself and my mother. Then, I parted her lace panties, pressing my thick, long penis against her shapely, silk-stockinged legs, and inserted it into her most private area from below.
The moment the massive glans touched her wet, hot opening, my mother jerked as if electrocuted. I loved this kind of instantaneous reaction from my mother; no matter how many times we had sex, she was still as sensitive as a young girl.
I pinched one of my mother's breasts hard with one hand, and pressed the other hand against her pantyhose-clad thigh as leverage, restraining her movements. Then, I slowly inserted my throbbing penis into my mother's secret garden from below, making her tilt her head back and
open her cute little cat mouth, unable to utter a sound.
The hot, wet flower path seemed to indicate that my mother was completely ready for me to explore. I began to move my hips back and forth with practiced ease, slowly but powerfully thrusting my swollen penis into my mother's secret garden.
My mother's hands trembled uncontrollably as she braced herself against the sink, almost collapsing. My penis, however, thrust relentlessly like a stake, lifting her body from below. She endured the waves of pleasure surging from her core, her adorable stockinged feet slightly raised
to meet my thrusts.
Penetrating her hairless, white tiger-like honey hole from behind, the unique angle of contact meant each thrust pressed tightly against her vaginal walls, the countless tiny folds scraping against my shaft, sending shivers of pleasure through my body.
I slightly bent my knees to match her height, allowing each movement to touch her stockinged legs, feeling the smooth texture against them.
"Not just once..." my mother managed to squeeze out, but there was no hint of refusal; rather, it sounded like she wanted more, inviting me to go even harder.
"Your son's last time is so long..." I wasn't satisfied with the speed of the rape, so I grabbed my mother's buttocks, moved her stockinged buttocks and long legs back a bit, making her lie face down against the sink with her buttocks raised high, making it easier for me to thrust
.
Like a dog, I raped the lewd body in front of me from behind, my two large testicles constantly slamming against my mother's elastic buttocks, the sound of slapping echoing throughout the kitchen.
Our point of contact continuously flowed out a mixture of bodily fluids that turned into white foam due to friction, soaking the entire pantyhose from the inside of her thighs. I thought that even if my sister had strong self-control, she should have heard us going at it like crazy, right?
I lifted my mother's bra, revealing a pair of white and tender 36E breasts, which swayed dazzlingly with my thrusts. Afraid of neglecting them, I quickly reached out the hand that was originally pinching and playing with her stockinged buttocks and grabbed those soft
buttocks from the side, shamelessly squeezing and playing with them.
Her breasts changed shape with the movements of my hands, the two small, pink nipples hanging erect from the tips of her swaying stalactites, constantly being pinched and squeezed by my nimble fingers.
"Mommy's almost there... Xiao Yang, together..."
Mommy cried, burying her head tightly in her arms, her hair fluttering slightly from the violent impact on her body. I could vaguely feel Mommy's vaginal canal tightening, almost crushing me, making my thick, hard penis
ache with pleasure.
"It's coming... all of it... Ahhh!"
With a hoarse roar, I thrust my engorged penis deep into her vaginal canal, squeezing the huge glans into Mommy's flower core, feeling the oppressive, deadly pleasure within her vagina, and ejaculating a torrent of white semen into her uterus.
In an instant, Mom reached her climax alongside me. Her beautiful legs, clad in stockings, stretched taut, raising the pressure within her vagina to its limit, pressing against my throbbing penis, trying to squeeze out every last drop of semen. From the deepest part of her, she poured a stream of
hot, scalding fluid onto my glans, showering me with unparalleled pleasure.
In this near-ecstasy ejaculation, the explosive pleasure almost made me faint. I only managed to stay upright and not fall backward because I had to maintain the ejaculation.
"Ah... I'm dying..." After my half-minute ejaculation, Mom finally relaxed and collapsed by the sink. I, also exhausted, pressed myself tightly against her, my hands gripping her soft, white breasts, savoring the unparalleled
climax .
After a long while, I was finally able to breathe normally. Maintaining the position of pressing down on Mom from behind, I rubbed her stockinged legs back and forth, calming my racing heart.
"Ahem."
Hearing this sudden sound, I quickly jumped off that beautiful body, and my mother and I, both blushing and disheveled, stared at my sister who had spoken.
"Have some water." My sister, pretending to be calm, walked over and took a cup to drink.
My mother and I smiled awkwardly, then quickly pulled up our pants and skirts and returned to our respective rooms. As my sister finished drinking and passed by my room, she secretly gave me a flirtatious wink, as if to say, don't forget to come to her room. Have I become these
two women's personal stunt machine? Although it's supposed to be very enjoyable...
But that night, unexpectedly, I didn't continue the fun. Instead, I was lured there and then cruelly locked out by my sister. Was she really warning me that you can't sneak around for sex?
The next day at school, everyone was a bit crazy, discussing where to go after class as soon as they arrived. Although it was Friday, and we could go out and relax after class, is Christmas really that great? It doesn't snow here,
there are no reindeer, and no Santa Claus. Although there are many homeless people with long, white beards on the street...
In a boring math class, the teacher was lecturing endlessly about difficult trigonometric formulas, while we just sat there, some daydreaming, some sleeping.
Being a studious person, I certainly wouldn't waste precious class time like that, so I was secretly munching on the braised pork rice with an egg I'd just bought from the school store during break.
Qingyu next door was even more audacious, eating instant noodles—you don't know how delicious they are, do you? The teacher seemed to have given up on us, or perhaps she wanted to hurry up and start the Christmas holidays; with so many students already exhausted, she didn't seem to care about us.
Taking a deep slurp of broth, Qingyu turned to me and whispered, "Yuyang, where are you going to play after class?" Perhaps it's because our names both contain the character for "rain," but somehow Qingyu and I have always been quite close.
Although he's known for his antics, we often get the jealous looks of the other guys in class, probably because we're both popular with girls (or so I thought). Seriously, is it wrong to be popular? (Just kidding again.)
"I don't know, if I have nothing to do, I'll probably just go home and watch TV. What about you?" I was honest enough not to lie about having a dozen girls lining up for me. It wouldn't make me any more handsome (huh?).
"Pretty much," he said, pulling a tissue from his drawer to wipe his greasy, soup-covered mouth.
"I also have to go home to take care of my little sister, poor thing."
Qingyu has a little sister in kindergarten. I don't know how his mom had him and then another sister so long later, but despite receiving plenty of love letters, he always acts like a very family-oriented person, saying he has to go home to take care of his sister and spend time with
his mom after school every day.
We also have something in common: we both don't have dads. My dad passed away a long time ago, and I think his dad got divorced a few years ago? I didn't ask in detail.
Maybe that's why we're from single-parent families, but we're both pretty family-oriented. Okay! I know I'm obsessed with my mother and sister, it's not just about being family-oriented, okay?
Zhang Xuan, sitting behind me, suddenly chimed in: "Damn, me too, my sister asked me to go shopping with her. It's Christmas, shopping with your sister is so awful!"
"Bullshit! Your sister's super hot, right? If you don't want to, I'll go in your place." Qingyu said angrily.
"Get lost, go take care of your own little sister. Speaking of which, Yuyang is the most gay guy, a bunch of girls are chasing after him, and he acts like a saint. It makes you want to chop off his dick." "
What? I didn't." I chewed a bite of braised pork rice and firmly denied it.
"What about that girl who wrote you a love letter last time? Her name is Lin Yuping, right?"
"That one, um… about this…"
"Damn! Still pretending to be innocent!" Zhang Xuan punched my back hard.
"Hey you three, what are you doing down there?!"
Perhaps we'd been chatting too arrogantly, because the teacher finally snapped. "Come on, all three of you, come up here! One question each, let's see if you can solve it!"
The three of us stared at each other, our faces contorted in anger. The bottom three of us had been completely wiped out this time.
During lunch break, my junior classmate Yu Ping came looking for me, grabbed my hand, and tried to lead me somewhere. Of course, this was followed by a bunch of angry shouts from the crowd.
"Li Yuyang, you're something else!"
"Publicly displaying lewdness on campus! Who's going to call a reporter?!"
"Is your syphilis better yet? Do I have to take you to see a doctor?"
"Fuck you! You're all causing trouble!" Hearing the increasingly exaggerated shouts, I retorted in fear, afraid they'd come up with even more nonsense, and then, without looking back,
I was led away by Yu Ping. Yu Ping's small, delicate hand led me a long way to the empty gym equipment room, and then, panting, she pulled a bag wrapped in pretty paper from her pocket and handed it to me.
"What's this?" I asked, slightly out of breath, taking the package without daring to open it.
"This is something I tried making at home yesterday... I hope you'll try it, Senior Yu Yang."
I carefully untied the ribbon on the wrapper, revealing a fragrant handmade chocolate inside, adorably shaped like a little heart.
"I was thinking, it's Christmas today, and I didn't know what to give you, so..." Yu Ping's cheeks flushed like apples, her large, adorable eyes blinking eagerly, as if anticipating my reaction.
"Ah, is that so? Then I'll eat it..."
Under my junior's eager gaze, I slowly put the heart-shaped chocolate in my mouth and began to chew boldly. The aroma of the chocolate slowly melted on my tongue; although it was a little sweet, the fragrance was rich. For handmade chocolate, it was quite delicious
overall .
"Mmm, delicious." I smiled and put another one in my mouth.

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