[Urban] Me and My Sister Wenwen (Complete) - 7

Chapter 38

No one can fully understand all the feelings in my heart. Actually, there's no need for feelings. Loving someone doesn't require feelings, nor does it need a reason.

Living under the same roof with Wenwen, understanding and supporting each other, experiencing all the purest emotions and joys in life together, is truly an indescribable happiness in my destiny…

Without love, I really couldn't do sex. My curiosity about Wenwen's female body still lingered in my heart. As my actions became more intense, Wenwen's bottom line also lowered. Honestly, at the beginning, I never imagined Wenwen would be willing to do this. It can only be said that humans cannot accept sudden changes, but if it's a gradual change, no one can resist.

From that night on, Wenwen no longer just helped me masturbate with her hand. Sometimes, when she was in a good mood and after I begged her repeatedly, she would put a few sheets of toilet paper in her underwear, then lie flat on the bed with her legs together, letting me enter her through her genitals, thrusting in and out like during sex. Because of my terrifying experience of being glared at by her after an unruly ejaculation, she would always clamp her thighs tightly together when I ejaculated, making it impossible for me to suddenly open them again. I could only ejaculate deep inside her buttocks. I once

asked Wenwen to give me oral sex, but she absolutely refused, so I gave up. But at least, I could touch her breasts with her permission and continue like that until I ejaculated.

I remember that night, in mid-November, it was a miserable night for me.

That day I really wanted it, and I was planning to wait until 11 pm to go to her room, but when I heard Wenwen taking a shower in the bathroom, I suddenly felt a surge of desire.

"Wenwen?"

I ran to knock on the bathroom door, and then the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

"What is it? If you need to use the toilet, wait until I finish washing my hair."

She thought I was calling her because I needed to use the toilet. But I didn't expect her to respond like that, so I quickly decided to go into the bathroom.

I stood patiently and expectantly outside the door for a few minutes before the sound of water stopped. Then, for almost a minute, the bathroom was silent; she must have been getting dressed.

Sure enough, when the door opened, Wenwen's hair was still wet, and she was drying herself with a towel. Her t-shirt was damp in places and clung to her body, exuding the allure and fragrance of someone who had just showered.

Before she could step out of the bathroom to let me use the toilet, I stepped inside. Wenwen was startled by my sudden action. Only after I closed the bathroom door did she ask me in surprise, "What are you doing?!"

But she must have known what I was going to do, so she could only smile awkwardly at her.

"…Here?!"

She was genuinely surprised, after all, we had never done that outside the room.

"That way, you won't have to come to the bathroom to wash up later…you've only washed your hair anyway."

When I answered her like this, Wenwen was speechless. Because she knew I was telling the truth; before, after helping me masturbate in the room, especially after I penetrated her, she always had to come to the bathroom to wash up.

I put my arm around her shoulder, trying to get her to back against the wall. But she just nervously said, "Brother! Wait! I'm not dressed properly!"

I found it a little strange; she was wearing a t-shirt, so why would she say she wasn't dressed properly? Then I noticed her bra was still hanging on the hook on the wall; that must be what she meant.

"It's okay, brother won't just reach into my clothes to touch me anyway,"

I said, trying to dissuade her from putting on her bra. After all, this way, when I touched her, there wouldn't be the bra and underwire in the way.

I pushed Wenwen against the wall, letting her press against the wall next to the bathtub. I started taking off my workout pants, then my underwear, while Wenwen watched nervously.

"Wait! Brother! Are you going to stand like this?"

I simply replied, "Yes."

Then she said, "Wait! Let me put some toilet paper on!"

"It's okay, we can wash it off with water right away."

So, nervously and excitedly, I put my left hand on her waist and my right hand on my penis. Because we weren't lying flat on the bed, she didn't need to guide me with her hands; I could see clearly just by looking down. Wenwen could also see me slowly moving my penis, held in my right hand, towards her vulva simply by looking down.

Since I'm about half a head taller than Wenwen, I had to slightly bend my knees and squat down to align my penis with her pubic area.

I asked Wenwen to pull up her t-shirt slightly so that half her thighs were covered, and then I used the head of my penis to guide it slowly into her vulva.

Perhaps because she was showering, her underwear was wet and clingy, so I could vaguely feel the folds of her labia. But I didn't dare tell her, because everyone knows that would cause trouble.

When my penis was fully inserted between her legs, I placed both hands on her waist, looked up at her, and began thrusting.

Because the bathroom was already stuffy and hot, and filled with the steam from her recent hair wash, she inevitably started sweating.

I had originally intended to look down at her genitals again to see if I needed to readjust my position, but unexpectedly, I noticed the two small nipples protruding from Wenwen's t-shirt. They were barely noticeable at first, but because Wenwen was sweating, the t-shirt was clinging to her, making them very visible.

I stared at them for a few seconds, then looked up at Wenwen. She didn't notice, still focused on my face.

"…Wenwen, can I touch your breasts?"

"No, not like that… I'm not wearing anything underneath…"

I then tried to persuade her again, talking for several minutes before she finally quieted down.

I moved my right hand to her breast and held it. Without a bra, it felt much softer. At first, I treated it like a playful breast, gently squeezing and kneading it from the bottom up. I found myself enjoying playing with her breasts, seeing her slightly shy, girlish expression.

"Wenwen, they're so soft."

Wenwen probably looked down because she wanted to see my hand constantly touching her breasts, which is why she noticed her nipples were somewhat prominent. After all, when she wore a bra before, her nipples were hidden inside and not so clearly visible.

I looked at her face; Wenwen had a surprised expression. Before she could react and tell me to stop, I pinched her nipple through her t-shirt with my fingers.

In that instant, Wenwen cried out, "No!" and then pushed my chest really hard, trying to push me away. I could have easily maintained my balance by stepping back with one foot, but because the bathroom floor was wet and covered in soapy water, I suddenly slipped and fell.

I knew I was in trouble, but I just stared at Wenwen in surprise, and she stared back at me in surprise. I wanted to grab her, but then I realized that if I did, she would fall with me, so I decided to just let myself fall flat on my backside, the back of my head hitting the wall with a loud thud.

Falling on my backside was okay, but when the back of my head hit the wall, I saw stars. At first, the spot felt hot, then it started to hurt terribly. I was in so much pain I almost screamed, and could only touch it with my hand. Wenwen was terrified and didn't know what to do. She squatted down next to me and kept asking, "Brother! Are you okay?" "

At first, I was in so much pain that I couldn't speak. After a few minutes, the pain subsided, and I was able to talk to her: 'Wenwen, it hurts!'"

She could only apologize to me nervously and fearfully, still somewhat at a loss.

Although I was pushed and injured like this, I ultimately knew it was my fault, which was why Wenwen pushed me like that, and therefore I couldn't be angry with her. But I was in so much pain at that time, and I really couldn't muster any interest anymore, not even the desire to ejaculate. I touched the back of my head and left the bathroom.

Then Wenwen followed me out nervously, constantly trying to apologize to me with nervousness and fear. I just told her it was okay, trying to reassure her.

In short, after that night, I was too afraid to play pranks on her like that again, afraid it would happen again...

Chapter 39

It's a long story. My friends at school didn't know that my sister had been helping me masturbate for several months, and I didn't dare to tell them at all, so I wasn't very interested in joining their conversations about sex, and they jokingly asked if I was frigid?

That might be a bit of an exaggeration, but at the time I genuinely felt we were on different levels. Talking about sex with them, like it was a fairy tale, or about a friend's sex life that I didn't even know who started it from, always felt unreal. After all, people who have actually experienced sex are less likely to talk about these things. So, what people usually talk about in class is mostly just guessing and bragging without any real experience.

Anyway, class that day was relaxed. The teacher didn't care about our conversations, as long as we weren't too noisy, so our group started talking about video games and comics. After a while, we started talking about erotic things again, and one friend took out several porn VCDs from his bag, saying he was returning them to another friend. Then, a friend who was good at joking around laughed and said I should take them home to watch, so I wouldn't feel so sexually apathetic.

I didn't want to take them at first, but then I remembered that Wenwen hadn't seen porn, so I took them anyway, planning to watch them with her at home.

School ended that day, and since it was night school, it was already ten o'clock. I rushed home on my motorcycle, my mind filled with thoughts of showing Wenwen porn and then finding an opportunity for her to help me. Just thinking about it made me incredibly excited. As

soon as I got home, I ran to Wenwen's room and turned on the VCD. Wenwen seemed to have just finished her homework and was packing her schoolbag for tomorrow's textbooks.

"Wenwen, brother is putting on a VCD for grandma,"

I said before she could react.

"What?"

she asked, completely confused, not understanding what I wanted to show her. I took her hand and led her into my room. Because we didn't have a VCD player like those in the living room—they were expensive back then, and DVDs were unheard of—I only had the computer in my room to play VCDs.

I had Wenwen sit in front of the computer, and I sat next to her, then took out the porn VCD. But just looking at it, you couldn't tell it was porn, because besides the title, there was nothing. Honestly, I had no idea what kind of story it was, or who the actress was. At the time, I thought, all porn is the same.

When the movie started playing, there was only a man and a woman talking in the room. Wenwen found it strange and asked me what program or movie it was. I didn't answer her at the time, but just told her that she definitely hadn't seen this kind of movie before.

The man and woman on TV started sitting very close, kissing and caressing each other's bodies. I turned to look at Wenwen then, and she really looked surprised, but she kept watching.

"…Brother? What is this?"

She looked for several minutes before turning to ask me, and I finally answered her: "This is an adult film, you probably haven't seen it before, right?"

"…But this kind of movie…"

"It's okay, watch it with your brother. You haven't seen it either, have you?"

Then Wenwen turned back to her, continuing to stare at the screen quietly and in surprise.

At first, the girl was caressing the boy, and then she was giving him oral sex. But because of the mosaic, the key parts were completely invisible. This was generally fine for Wenwen, as masturbation was something she often did for me, besides oral sex. About five minutes later, the boy started playing with the girl's breasts, sucking, kneading, and licking them. The girl seemed very comfortable, breathing heavily from time to time. Next, the boy took off the girl's underwear and began using his fingers and tongue.

I glanced at her; she was already blushing and a little nervous.

Taking advantage of her attention being on the TV, and not wanting to disturb her, I started unbuckling my belt, unzipping my uniform pants, and taking them off. Wenwen only noticed my actions then and looked at me.

"Brother…"

"Wenwen, please help your brother hold it like this…"

I put my school pants on the floor, then took off my underwear and took Wenwen's hand. She looked at me, knowing I really wanted her to help me masturbate, and her hand began to stroke up and down.

I told her to keep looking at the screen; she hesitated for a moment, unsure whether she should. But because she had never seen it before and was full of curiosity, she eventually turned back to the screen to continue watching.

At that moment, I put my left arm around her from behind, resting my head on her neck and shoulder. Slowly, I raised my right hand to her chest and grasped her breast. Wenwen was startled and looked down at her breast. I quickly told her, "It's okay, I just want to hold it like this."

Then, she looked at me for a moment, making sure I wouldn't do anything inappropriate, before turning back to watch the screen.

Although Wenwen's movements were slow and her mind wasn't on the screen, I continued watching while she stroked my penis, kneading her breasts, resting my head on her shoulder, and holding her.

Finally, the crucial moment arrived. In the porn, the girl lay flat on the bed, the boy came to her feet, raised and spread her legs, then guided his penis with one hand, slowly inserting it into her vagina and beginning to thrust.

The woman began to pant and moan, her face showing a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Then I looked at Wenwen, who seemed even more surprised and somewhat at a loss. My desire was now fully aroused, and the atmosphere was just too good; I couldn't resist.

"Wenwen, do you remember when we used to play games like this when we were little?"

She didn't answer, just kept watching TV.

"Wenwen… is it okay?"

She turned to look at me, a little confused about what I was saying, but also pretending to understand.

"Wenwen, how about doing this with your brother again? They're all comfortable and nothing happened…"

"…No! I'll get pregnant!"

Wenwen rejected me directly, which really disappointed me. But I didn't mean to have sex with her directly; I meant to play with her in that position like when we were little.

"It's not sex, brother means playing the horse-riding game like when we were little."

Then she fell silent, turned to watch TV, and then looked back at me.

"Brother, it can only be like when we were little, but you have to wear pants…"

She reminded me nervously, afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself. After all, in a position like a horseback riding game, she definitely knows she can't protect her genitals. If I just pull her panties aside, her vagina will be completely exposed to me, and I can penetrate her whenever I want. Plus, I have a history of breaking the rules before, so it's no wonder she's worried. Actually, even without her reminder, I still wouldn't dare do anything that would get her pregnant. If I still have any rationality left, perhaps this is the last bit...

I quickly ran to the closet to grab some sweatpants to wear. I didn't wear underwear at the time, just to feel better.

Then I returned to the computer, and Wenwen was still nervously watching porn. Since the computer was placed next to the bed, facing the edge, and there wasn't a separate chair, Wenwen and I had been sitting on the edge of the bed.

I sat down next to her, and nervously and excitedly put my arm around her shoulder, slowly pushing her down onto the bed. She still had her feet dangling off the edge of the bed, her upper body lying on the bed.

"Here?"

"That way you can keep watching the screen..."

I nervously moved my body, half-squatting in front of her feet. Then, somewhat like a childhood game of horseback riding, she lay with her legs together, and I excitedly used my hands to spread her legs apart. At that moment, I had an indescribable feeling, like the triumphant thrill of conquering a young girl.

Wenwen wasn't the little girl she used to be, and given the porn playing, she must have known the meaning of our position. Her eyes were fixed on me, equally nervous, scared, and shy. I moved my genitals close to hers, right next to hers, which was only protected by her underwear. My penis was already erect inside my pants, and she must have felt it.

So, through my sweatpants, I started rubbing my penis against Wenwen's underwear. Wenwen kept glancing at my face and occasionally turning her head to look at the porn playing on the computer screen behind me.

Hearing the moans from the porn behind me, seeing Wenwen's body lying flat beneath me, feeling my penis rubbing against her genitals… I couldn't take it anymore. Taking advantage of Wenwen's attention being on the porn screen, I stopped, quickly pulled down my sweatpants, and exposed my penis.

Wenwen, who had been watching the porn, must have suddenly been confused as to why I had suddenly stopped and was doing something, and then her eyes turned to me. But by then it was too late. My penis was against her panties and began rubbing against her vaginal opening. She noticed and cried out, "Brother! Wait! Wait! Don't do this!"

She probably thought I really wanted to penetrate her, so she nervously pushed against my chest with both hands, but she couldn't move me. She tried to close her legs, but my body blocked them. Because of this, I couldn't control myself and wanted to continue doing this to her.

"Wenwen! Brother won't really go in! I just want to do this! Don't keep pushing me!"

I kept telling her nervously, trying to stop her from struggling.

Later, she realized that I was just rubbing like that and didn't actually want to take off her panties or anything, so she calmed down and stopped resisting.

"Brother..."

She still looked at me with some fear, and I went beyond just rubbing. I slowly bumped my glans against her vaginal opening. Wenwen's body swayed on the bed because of my impact.

I knew that even though I couldn't penetrate her through her panties, I did feel like I was sinking in a little several times.

That was truly a dangerous moment, because if her panties were rubbed to one side, I might accidentally "bump in."

Finally, I pressed my glans tightly against her vaginal opening, feeling the tip of my glans slightly sinking into her body, and then I began to ejaculate violently…

And this was the last time I did this to her…

Chapter 40.

Readers who wish to repost this work do not need to ask me first; it's fine as long as my name is retained and the content remains unchanged. After all, the reason I decided to write this was to let more people understand that sibling love is not so unforgivable or taboo. Just like the LGBTQ+ community, it took decades of hard work and courageous speaking out to achieve the acceptance and understanding people have today.

Of course, I dare not say I want to fight for anything in this society; it's not a world that can accept sibling love, but such things still happen constantly in society. Isn't this a problem worth reflecting on? Moreover, with the advancement of genetic technology… The breakthrough and the possibility of reforming the relationship between siblings and having a child with disabilities—the most frightening issue—is almost within reach. Therefore, I hope that if even one more person reads this semi-personal experience and understands the pain of loving someone they shouldn't, and is willing to delve deeper into this issue, then the meaning of writing this entire piece will have been achieved, and this is the small contribution I can make so far.

Finally, I want to summarize with what I said at the beginning: loving your sister and having a relationship with her is not a sin, just as the love between transgender or gay people is not a sin. It's just that societal norms and common sense cannot tolerate sexual relations between blood relatives; that is our sin, and it forced me to make a mistake. By the way,

this isn't the last one. What I said above was purely from the heart. Every time I see someone asking if this is the last one, I can't help but wear a complicated smile :) because I'm happy that so many people care about this piece, but I can't help but wonder if you really want it to end so soon?

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"Brother... I'm still scared... scared someone will find out..."

Wenwen once told me this.

That night, I showed Wenwen porn and boldly ejaculated on her underwear. Afterwards, she came out of the bathroom with a sour face. But since this had happened several times before, I tried my best to make her laugh that night, and finally she smiled again.

The next day, when I went to school, because Wenwen had never watched porn before, I deliberately left it on her bed in her room, not putting it away. I guessed she might want to watch a few more, so I left it there, letting her watch if she wanted. Sure enough, when I came home from school that night, the porn showed signs of being moved.

That night, I didn't go to her or ask her for more masturbation, because we had been so intense watching porn the night before, and it would take a few days to feel that same urge again.

During those days at school, the classmates who lent me the porn didn't say anything. What? Nobody asked me if it was good or not. Anyway, we're all men, we all understand each other.

Actually, watching porn that night didn't just affect Wenwen, it affected me too. I kept thinking about that night, the feeling of my penis hitting her vaginal opening and sinking in slightly. And I thought about the warm, wet sensation from her vagina the night I drugged her.

But I knew I couldn't experience that again. That kind of situation is very dangerous…

Then, I figured Wenwen had finished watching all the porn, so I took it to school to return it to her friend. I only watched that one with Wenwen that night; I didn't watch any others. Because I watched so much as a child, I didn't want to watch any more.

My friends were initially talking about very serious things, but after I returned the porn, they started talking about these lewd topics again. I just listened quietly until one of my friends said, "I'm thinking of carrying a condom with me, so I'll have one whenever I need it."

Then a group of friends joked and teased him, saying he'd never have a chance, or that he should just use plastic bags instead, and everyone burst into laughter.

But because of that remark, I suddenly remembered the existence of condoms again …

It's funny, I don't know why, but I'd completely forgotten about this for months. Maybe it's because in my mind, sex and pregnancy were synonymous, and coupled with my lack of real-life experience, I just couldn't wrap my head around it. Back

then, I genuinely realized that if I had a condom, it shouldn't be a problem even if I had sex with Wenwen.

But I also instinctively knew that Wenwen wouldn't agree so easily. For girls, sex is a deep act; it's about the man's penis fully penetrating the body, not just superficial cuddling. Plus, there's the worry about pregnancy, so it would be even more difficult for her to agree…

But because of this realization, and because I'd been longing to have real sex with Wenwen for the past few months, I started to have a very strong urge to buy a condom.

That night after school, I passed the 7-Eleven near my house, saw the sign in the distance, and started to struggle. Should I really buy a condom? After all, buying one doesn't guarantee Wenwen will actually have sex with me. Besides, what if bringing it up with Wenwen and ruined our current good situation?

But in the end, I couldn't help but succumb to reason, turning off my motorcycle and parking it on the side of the road before going inside. At that moment, I kept telling myself that no matter what, carrying a condom wouldn't be a bad thing. At worst, I'd never ask Wenwen for sex...

I went into the store and immediately went to the household goods section, where I saw boxes of male condoms on display.

Looking at the condoms, I felt nervous and conflicted. Buying a condom seemed to imply that I was really going to have sex with Wenwen. I also had a strange feeling at the time; although I knew it was just my imagination, I couldn't help but feel that everyone in the store was looking at me and knew I wanted to buy condoms.

I felt that the longer I stood there, the more attention I received. It was because of this that I made up my mind and quickly picked up a condom from the shelf.

But I still felt a little guilty, so to cover it up, I also grabbed a lot of other snacks and daily necessities from the store. Actually, these things were unnecessary, but because of the embarrassment and shyness, I unconsciously grabbed a bunch, hoping not to be so obvious at checkout.

But honestly, the shop assistants didn't seem to care at all when it came to condoms; they'd probably seen it all before. So they quickly paid for the condoms and tossed them aside, continuing to check out other items with lightning speed. I felt a little relieved then, and started to regret spending money on other unnecessary things.

Anyway, at least I got the condoms; now it was just a matter of deciding what to do next…

I nervously returned home and saw Wenwen in the living room, unsure how to face her. I tossed her all the extra snacks I'd bought, saying they were for her. Wenwen, seeing the bags of snacks falling from the sky, and hearing that they were all for her, smiled happily.

That night, back in my room, I hesitated, struggling internally. In the end, I still didn't tell her that day...

The next day, I was still struggling, unsure whether I should tell Wenwen that I wanted to make love to her...

Sometimes, the way things unfold is truly beyond our control. After all, if it had been a week ago, I would never have expected things to turn out this way.

At that time, I thought that if I didn't say anything, I might really miss the opportunity. It also reminded me of the half-empty bottle of sedatives left in the drawer. But I also knew that I absolutely couldn't use those pills again, because they weren't something I could use anymore. If I used those pills on Wenwen again, I knew she would never forgive me.

Wenwen must have sensed the difference in me those past few days; you could tell just by looking at her expression. But she probably thought I was struggling to find her again to masturbate, or at most doing something like the night we watched porn, so she didn't say anything.

Until the third day, I knew that this couldn't go on. I was struggling to the extreme, and since it was a holiday, and I spent the whole day at home with Wenwen, I finally made up my mind, put the condom in my pocket, and ran to the living room to find her.

Since I was going to die anyway, I might as well just end it quickly; a short pain is better than a long one…

Wenwen was watching TV at the time. When she saw me suddenly run into the living room, she calmly looked at me again.

“Wenwen… will you do it with me?” She was still a little confused, thinking I had finally decided to let her help me masturbate, so I quickly added, “Not like before… it’s about making love with me…”

When I told her this clearly, she was stunned. I, on the other hand, felt a sense of relief at finally saying it out loud.

“…Brother, no, you said you’d get pregnant…”

I knew Wenwen would say this out of concern, so I had already prepared by taking a condom out of my pocket.

“You won’t get pregnant, I bought condoms…”

At that moment, Wenwen looked at me and the condom in my hand in complete disbelief.

“If I use a condom, you won’t get pregnant. I’d forgotten I could use this. Okay?”

She paused for a while, still not responding, but my heart was pounding with tension.

I continued to reassure her, telling her that using this product wouldn't result in pregnancy. A few minutes later, she decided to ignore me, leaving the sofa expressionlessly, walking past me, and immediately returning to her room.

That day, she completely avoided me, locking herself in her room, ignoring everything I said outside. But this only fueled my anxiety and gave me a renewed drive to achieve my goal. Plus, since we'd already talked things out, I felt a sense of relief.

That night, my desire reignited, becoming uncontrollable…

The next morning, I deliberately woke up earlier than her, pestering her before she left for school, repeatedly telling her that using condoms was safe and that nothing bad happened in porn. But she remained unresponsive, her face cold, and went to school.

That night, I skipped school, lying to the school that I was sick, just to wait for her to come home. To be frank and shameful, I was completely driven by lust at that moment.

Finally, Wenwen returned home that evening, and she immediately hid in her room again. I tried to persuade her again, but she remained completely unresponsive. In the end, I even told her that ancient Egyptians and Mongolians in China practiced incest, and that some remote villages around the world still have this custom, hoping to convince her, but she still didn't respond.

The next day, because I couldn't keep taking leave from school, I obediently went to school that night.

For the next few days, I kept trying to persuade her, but to no avail. It was truly the first time I felt like I'd hit a brick wall with Wenwen. No matter what I said, she was determined to ignore me and wouldn't respond.

Simple masturbation or rubbing through her underwear was something she could barely accept, but sex was a line she wouldn't easily cross, and that's how it should be for girls. At that moment, I really felt like I was back in that awkward period, and all the mistakes were my own fault; I couldn't blame anyone else.

But it was precisely because of this that I wanted to achieve my goal even more…

I remember it was already December, and my birthday happened to be at the beginning of December, so I thought I might use that to talk to Wenwen.

“Wenwen, it’s your brother’s birthday in a few days.”

Every year, we would give each other small gifts on our birthdays. We didn’t make it a rule, and I can’t remember when it started, but it gradually became an unspoken agreement. I remember at the beginning, Wenwen would give me a birthday card, and I would give her cute little animal plush toys.

And now, it's a bit like those low-brow erotic novels or comics I've read. I really wanted Wenwen to make love to me on my birthday. I was even truly driven by lust back then, always believing that as long as I kept asking her, she would agree.

Looking back now, there's nothing I can do. I was too young then, a boy overwhelmed by hormones and desire, it was hard for my brain to retain any rationality.

"How about you treat it as a birthday present for your brother? Anyway, nothing will happen to you."

I kept telling her this, again telling her that if you use a condom, you won't get pregnant, and that nothing will happen afterward.

"Wenwen, just this once, okay?"

Finally, Wenwen, who had been giving me the cold shoulder for the past few days, responded. But I didn't expect her to respond like this...

"...Brother, you're so mean!! You're really annoying!!"

For me, this was the most severe thing Wenwen had ever said to me. Because she rarely cursed, I could feel the disgust in her words even more. Being cursed like that by her really made me feel very gloomy and sad.

It was like a blow to the head, leaving me speechless for a long time. Unconsciously, driven by an insatiable desire, I had become someone Wenwen disliked…

After that one sentence, I stopped bothering Wenwen, asking her to make love to me, or to help me masturbate…

I began to calm down, and felt very sad…

On my birthday night, because my enthusiastic friends took me to eat ramen, side dishes, and beer from a roadside stall as a birthday present, I got home more than an hour later than usual.

It was 11:30 pm. I saw that the light in Wenwen's room was off; she must have gone to bed, so I decided not to disturb her.

I went back to my room, put down my backpack containing books, turned on the ceiling light, and saw a cute light pink card envelope on the computer keyboard. I knew that even now, with the situation like this, and her unwillingness to talk to me, Wenwen hadn't forgotten my birthday and was still willing to give me a birthday card. And even now, years later, I still keep this card, sometimes looking at it when I think of it.

I went over, picked it up, opened the envelope from the back, took out the card, and could still smell the faint scent of perfume wafting from it. It wasn't just the scent of perfume, but also Wenwen's subtle fragrance.

The card inside wasn't folded; it was a single sheet of paper, small like an envelope. The front featured a heartwarming image of two cute little bunnies nestled beside a small cake with lit candles, and below them, the words "Happy Birthday" were printed in large red letters.

Sometimes, I felt that the two little bunnies on the card were Wenwen and me. From childhood to adulthood, we've always been so close, trusting and relying on each other…

I turned the card over; on the clean, blank surface were Wenwen's delicate handwriting.

On the first line, she wrote: "

Brother, happy 19th birthday."

I remember smiling with emotion, feeling the blessings and warmth my sister wanted to convey reach my heart.

Winter is coming, be careful not to catch a cold. I hope you are happy and healthy every day.

Then she wrote some more, like a mother or a wife, hoping I would change many of my little habits, such as biting my nails.

Finally, she added a special note

: "Although you've been really unreasonable and annoying these past few days, you will always be my brother..."

Perhaps she also felt the hurt that "you've been unreasonable" had caused me, which is why she said that to me. You will always be my brother... Yes, no matter what, I will always be her brother, and she will always be my only and most beloved sister...

At that moment, I really regretted making such unreasonable demands on Wenwen's body and morality. She has always been such a well-behaved and understanding girl, I really...

With all my gratitude and apology, I went to her room and knocked on the door, but she still didn't answer me. About ten seconds later, I knocked again, but she still didn't respond. I knew she was deliberately ignoring me, so I decided to say this: "Wenwen, I saw Grandma's card. I'm so happy, thank you... I also want to apologize to Grandma. I'm sorry, I won't bother Grandma anymore, that's all... Goodnight."

Then, I stood at her door for a few more seconds, but she still didn't respond, so I turned and left...

I remember I went to get my clothes, then went into the bathroom, filled the bathtub, locked the door, and started showering. I was washing my hair when I suddenly heard a few knocks on the bathroom door. I knew it was Wenwen, so I answered.

"Wenwen?"

At first, she didn't answer. I called her name again, but she still didn't respond.

Then it suddenly occurred to me that she might want to use the bathroom, but because she still didn't want to talk to me, she wasn't answering.

"Wenwen, does Grandma need to use the bathroom? I'm almost done washing my hair."

Finally, I heard her answer.

"...Brother," she said after a short pause. "...Are you leaving?"

Hearing her say that, I realized she thought my apology was a notification that I was leaving, so she was worried I would leave her.

"Wenwen, brother will never leave Grandma, don't worry. I really just wanted to apologize to Grandma, because I shouldn't have kept making such unreasonable demands on her."

Then, there was another silence.

"...Brother."

"What is it?"

"Brother, do you really... really want that?"

She suddenly asked this, and I really didn't know how to respond. Because I suddenly realized that it was probably because I had just apologized to her, and because she was worried I would leave, that she couldn't bear to continue refusing me, and therefore changed her mind.

My conscience was telling me that I should tell her I didn't want it, after all, she was my own sister, but my love and desire for her made it impossible for me to agree. When a man falls in love with a woman, besides loving her, he also wants to possess everything about her body, to completely unite her body and soul.

I believe every man can understand this...

but at that moment, my already meager sense of morality felt so powerful. So I couldn't tell her I wanted it, but I also couldn't tell her no. So in the end, I just gave a simple "hmm."

Then, there was another indescribable silence...

"...Do you really have to do this? But you're my brother...we can't do this..."

"Wenwen, it's because I really love Grandma that I really want to be like that with Grandma. Can Grandma understand my pain?"

"...Are you really sure nothing will happen...?"

"With a condom, Grandma can't possibly get pregnant, and no one will know."

Then, after a long while, she finally said, "I have to go to school these few days...I'll wait until Saturday night...but it really is only this once...Happy birthday."

I listened to her footsteps as she left, my heart filled with indescribable joy and gratitude...

Chapter 41

I don't know why, maybe because I already had a clear answer, so I took it in stride and didn't particularly look forward to Saturday.

Those few days, whenever I met Wenwen at home, she would show a shy and embarrassed expression, then turn around and go back to her room, closing the door behind her.

For her, her feelings must have been filled with unease and shyness. I know that Wenwen had truly made a huge decision to be willing to have sex with me. After all, she was a simple, ordinary girl who wouldn't easily give herself to a man.

Did she love me? Was it sibling love? Or romantic love? Perhaps it was because she loved me that she was willing to have so many relationships with me. But perhaps she herself couldn't distinguish whether her feelings for me were a momentary soft-heartedness or genuine willingness?

If she had suddenly told me she didn't want to, I wouldn't have been surprised, and I wouldn't have tried to persuade her. Because after I calmed down, I didn't want to force myself on her against her will.

In those days, I often thought about the night I drugged and raped Wenwen, the day neither of us were virgins anymore. I don't know Wenwen's true feelings about no longer being a virgin, but I know that I didn't feel much different about no longer being a virgin. My body didn't change because of it, I didn't have any other special feelings, and I didn't even feel that I had changed because of it. But if I had to say, remembering the physical sensations during sex was probably the only feeling.

I think back to that first night I made love with Wenwen, and although it was all the result of my strong desire and demands, I still can't believe that Wenwen would actually agree to it.

Lovemaking is pleasurable, especially when love exists in your heart; it transcends the shackles of lust and becomes something beyond that. It's also essential for animals to continue their lives; otherwise, this world would forever be shrouded in nothingness and darkness, and you and I would never have been born here.

That Saturday, Wenwen had a club activity at school in the afternoon, so she didn't get home until 6 pm. I was playing video games in my room, trying to suppress my nervousness, but when I heard the door open in the living room, I started to get nervous again.

My mind started racing, wondering if Wenwen would come to my room. She didn't come; she went back to her own room. Because of this, I couldn't do anything properly that night; I just sat there unconsciously in front of the computer, lost in thought. Wenwen, on the other hand, stayed in her room the whole time and didn't come out.

I waited until about nine o'clock in the evening, my heart pounding with tension and inner turmoil. I longed to make love to Wenwen and experience all the sensations in her vagina, yet the thought of our sibling relationship only added to my pain.

Finally, I stood up, shut down my computer, and left my room to go to her.

I opened her door; Wenwen was sitting at her desk, perhaps reading or doing homework, or perhaps just as anxiously overthinking as I was.

"Wenwen…we…"

I stopped there, but she already knew what I wanted to say and quickly told me, "…I'm going to take a shower."

She should have showered as soon as she got home, but perhaps she was still afraid and wanted to temporarily escape the impending moment. Not only her, but I also felt a sense of relief. Then, she shyly took a t-shirt from the hanger and walked past me towards the bathroom. I could only return to my room and wait for her to finish her shower.

While she was showering, I couldn't help but think of her body, her young and beautiful body, and how we were about to make love...

Wenwen usually only needs half an hour to wash and dry her hair, but I waited for over forty minutes and she still hadn't come out. She was probably still hesitant, which was why it took so long. Sure enough, I waited for almost an hour before Wenwen finally came out of the bathroom, but she still didn't come to my room.

Perhaps I was a little disappointed, but I thought it was for the best. Anyway, I wanted to use the toilet first, otherwise, I didn't know how long it would take to make love.

I went into the toilet, which was still filled with the steam from her shower, and the floor was wet. When I looked at the urinal, I suddenly couldn't squeeze out a single drop of urine... I tried to relax, but I just couldn't urinate. It was probably because I was nervous.

I don't know how many minutes passed before I finally felt the urge to urinate and started to relieve myself. Then, I thought that in this situation, it was impossible for me to defecate either, so I gave up. Anyway, the guy was going to penetrate, not be penetrated, and from a physiological point of view, the male's large intestine isn't afraid of being squeezed, so I didn't need to go through the trouble of cleaning up my bowels.

Then I left the bathroom and nervously walked towards Wenwen's room. Wenwen was sitting on the edge of her bed, looking at me awkwardly and shyly when she saw me come in.

At first, neither of us spoke, but we were both thinking about what was about to happen, so we didn't know how to start the conversation.

After a while, I decided to speak first.

"Wenwen... should we go to Grandma's room or my room...?"

"...Your room..."

That's right, my bed is a standard double bed, so it's bigger than hers, making it easier to do things.

When I reached out and held Wenwen's hand, I felt her body involuntarily shrink back due to nervousness. Then I led her to my room. We didn't speak the whole way because of the awkwardness and nervousness.

After entering my room, I sat on the edge of the bed, and Wenwen sat down beside me.

"Brother... just this once..."

Wenwen broke the silence first, specifically reminding me that she was only willing to make love with me once.

I didn't respond to her, actually feeling it wasn't necessary. Then, I started taking off my clothes and pants, and then my underwear.

As I was taking off my clothes, I had a strange feeling. I don't know how to describe it, it was like being tense and excited, yet also feeling a little guilty.

"Wenwen, can you help me with my penis? I need to put on a condom first..."

Because I wasn't erect yet, I couldn't put on a condom, so I reached out and grabbed Wenwen's hand, asking her to help me get hard.

Wenwen skillfully and automatically started stroking me up and down, and soon my penis became engorged and erect.

Then I told Wenwen to stop, opened the condom box, took out the condom wrapped in a transparent sterile bag, tore it open, and put it on my penis. Wenwen sat beside me, watching my every move intently.

The condom really looked a bit strange; it was the first time I'd ever seen one in person, and the first time I'd ever used one. There was a small, protruding space at the tip, probably to hold the semen during ejaculation. But I really wondered at the time, could such a small space hold a lot of semen if I ejaculated? Since I was so curious, it's no wonder Wenwen kept staring at it. She must have been even more curious than me.

Then I turned to look at Wenwen, and she looked back at me. Even if she knew the purpose of the condom, to put her mind at ease, I still explained to her again: "Wenwen, if I wear a condom, the semen won't get into your body during ejaculation, and you won't get pregnant."

Then, as if communicating without words, she knew the time was right, so she pulled her legs back onto the bed, lifted the blanket, and lay down on the innermost side against the wall. Seeing that Wenwen was already under the blanket, I took off my shirt, leaving myself completely naked, and then lifted the blanket and lay down next to her.

Lying beside her, waiting for her to take further action, I also began to undress myself. But I waited for a while, and she still didn't react. So I couldn't help but nervously and cautiously ask her, "...Wenwen, aren't you going to take off your clothes?" To my

surprise, she replied, "Can't I wear clothes?"

Honestly, she could keep wearing her t-shirt, as long as she took off her underwear. But that would really make me feel a little disappointed, and it wouldn't feel right...

"...But...people usually take all their clothes off when they have sex..."

Hearing what I said, Wenwen didn't say anything more for a moment.

She struggled for a while, then looked at me painfully and said, "...Brother...I really don't want to take off my clothes..."

Hearing her plead like that, I knew I shouldn't force her to take off her clothes, otherwise I would really scare her away.

"Then you still have to take off your underwear...otherwise we can't make love..."

Hearing me say that, she fell into an awkward struggle again. She must have known that you have to take off your underwear for lovemaking, but perhaps because she still had some reservations and modesty, she couldn't accept it immediately. At that moment, I really thought, what if she wanted to back out? I was a little worried about that.

But later, I began to feel her movements under the covers, and I knew that Wenwen was taking off her underwear.

"...Wenwen, I'll put on some music..."

She just responded softly, and then I sat up on the bed, letting her take off her underwear, while I took the opportunity to press the portable speaker on the bedside table. Because the room was really too quiet at the time, and I was also very nervous, I hoped to play some light music to relax. I can't remember which CD I played at the time? But I think it was music like piano music.

Then I lay back under the covers. By then, she had already taken off her underwear. Neither of us spoke, and we didn't know what to say. The thought that she was wearing clothes but no underwear made me inexplicably aroused.

I could feel that she was nervous, and so was I. I couldn't do anything properly like this, and even if we did, it would end quickly. So I broke the silence and asked her about her life, like school.

I was unconsciously listening to the music, and as we talked, the atmosphere gradually relaxed and became less tense. As we chatted, Wenwen slowly started to smile more easily. Once I felt less nervous, and Wenwen wasn't nervous either, I thought it was time to start. I even glanced at the clock; it was past eleven. I realized that half an hour had passed since we came into the room, and besides taking off our clothes and chatting, we hadn't really done anything.

I looked at Wenwen without saying anything, and she immediately knew what I was thinking.

"Brother, are you sure you won't get pregnant?"

She was still worried about pregnancy, which is why she asked me again.

"Don't worry, I used a condom, you won't get pregnant."

"Brother... will it take a long time?"

"I don't know how long." "

...It's only this once..."

I smiled and nodded in response, and Wenwen finally felt relieved.

"Wenwen, will you be scared?"

I asked Wenwen, wanting to know if she was really scared, and then I wanted to avoid scaring her too much before starting. Unexpectedly, she gave me the answer that most girls worry about the first time: "...I'm very scared it will be like when I was little, when you did that to me, it really hurt. And...I heard that girls bleed when they do it..."

She really remembered that night when her parents weren't home, and I tricked her into going to the wrong room saying I wanted to play games, and then tried to penetrate her vagina. I also recalled how she screamed when I tried to penetrate her vagina when I was little.

I was thinking of asking if I should give her some foreplay with my fingers first? I heard that it would be less painful for girls that way. But then I thought it wouldn't be good if I offended her, so I decided to just go straight to making love to avoid any complications. If she really told me it would hurt, I would try to be as slow as possible.

As for bleeding... virgin blood, I guess? But she didn't bleed when I drugged her last time, so I figured it probably wouldn't.

"It shouldn't hurt much and there shouldn't be any bleeding... but if it really hurts, just tell me, and I'll stop. Okay?"

Then, she nodded shyly.

"Wenwen, I'm going to go over to you now..."

After saying that, I turned and lay on my side under the covers, moving my body closer to her. Wenwen was still looking at me nervously. When my body finally touched hers, Wenwen trembled slightly with nervousness. But I immediately felt her warm body temperature, different from the winter cold outside the covers. Her body temperature was truly a warmth from the heart, directly conveyed to me.

My penis was pressed against her thigh and began to twitch slightly due to arousal; she must have felt it. I crossed my right leg over Wenwen's legs, only to find that her calves were crossed. I reached out and touched her body, finding her hands crossed over her breasts. She was doing this as if protecting herself, as if she didn't want me to violate her.

"Wenwen, you have to move your hands and feet away, you can't cross them."

"But..."

"Otherwise, my body will be blocked by your feet, and you'll have to use your hands to help yourself later."

I told her this, and she finally slowly uncrossed her hands and stopped crossing her legs. Even so, I still didn't dare to touch her casually, afraid that if I didn't touch her, nothing would happen, but if I did, something bad would happen.

Then I used my foot to feel her thighs and calves, making sure she wasn't crossing them anymore, and then I moved my body back, preparing to move onto her body soon.

"Wenwen, pull the hem of your t-shirt up to your lower abdomen, otherwise it will get dirty later."

This way, her entire lower body would be naked. She was still hesitant, but finally realized I meant it, so she shyly pulled up her clothes.

"Wenwen, now try to spread your legs as wide as possible."

When Wenwen heard me ask her to do this, even though she had seen porn and knew about this kind of movement, she couldn't help but look at me with a slightly surprised expression.

"Wenwen, that's how you do it during sex... do as I say..."

Then, I waited for a while before she made up her mind, and I felt her legs begin to spread wide. At this moment, my already erect penis became even more engorged. Although I knew it was impossible, I was still a little afraid that the condom might burst.

Until her legs touched mine, I knew she was wide enough, so I told her to stop.

I looked at her and began to move my body under the covers, moving between her legs, above her, supporting myself with my hands and feet. But just as I was about to make another move, she nervously called out, "Wait, brother, this is my first time..."

When I heard her say that, I knew that for Wenwen to say something like that meant she really had no memory or feeling about the rape that night. It was probably because she washed herself in the bathroom after waking up, and the strange feeling in her vagina afterward, plus my confession to her, that she was certain that I had raped her. Now,

when I was going to make love with Wenwen again, although I was just as nervous and excited, there was a big difference: Wenwen was willing, and I wasn't afraid anymore, or worried that she would suddenly wake up and find out. At this moment, it was truly a kind of happiness for me.

"...Actually, brother doesn't really have much experience either, and I'm very nervous right now..."

Perhaps because I was also honest with her like this, Wenwen smiled, which slightly eased the tension between us.

"Now, take the pillow that brother was lying on and put it under your butt. Otherwise, your butt is too low, and I can't see you..."

Wenwen turned her head to look at the pillow next to her and pulled it under the blanket. Then Wenwen used her waist and legs to lift her hips, trying to tuck the pillow under her buttocks. Unexpectedly, her genitals touched my penis.

She looked at me with some surprise, while I felt a surge of pleasure.

I didn't respond to her gaze, but simply lifted my hips higher, and she continued to tuck the pillow under her buttocks.

Finally, I sensed she wasn't moving, and I assumed she had positioned the pillows.

"Wenwen, now bend your legs towards your body, and I'll support them."

This would raise her genitals higher, and her labia would naturally spread more open, which is why I wanted her to do that.

But I wanted her to be naked from the waist down, to spread her legs wide, and to use pillows to elevate her genitals; now, hearing me ask her to bend her legs, she really started to resist. She didn't need to say anything; just looking at her eyes, I knew that if I didn't persuade her, her resistance would be fierce.

"Wenwen, if you don't bend your legs, we really can't make love. Listen to your brother, and this is the only time."

I kept saying this, trying to persuade her, and she finally managed to bend her legs, letting me support them with my hands and thighs. At this point, Wenwen must have felt very shy, after all, her legs were spread open like that, like a frog or an M-shape; no young girl wouldn't mind.

I thought we could start making love, so I began to move my penis towards her genitals.

When the head of my penis finally touched Wenwen's vulva, I noticed she was looking at me nervously. Then, without a word, I felt her hands nervously draped over my waist. I didn't speak, and neither did she. In that instant, I felt truly happy, an indescribable happiness filling every corner of my heart.

"…Wenwen…you're so beautiful…I really love you so much…"

Then, without thinking, I reached my right hand out from under the covers, gently brushed her bangs aside, and lightly touched the curve of her cheek, continuing to tell her of my love.

Slowly, Wenwen's reaction was different from her usual coldness; her nervous expression disappeared, and she revealed a beautiful smile, shy yet gentle, a happy smile I had never seen before…

I wanted to capture that moment of her smile and keep it with me forever. But I knew I didn't need to, because that smile would forever remain in my heart, never to be forgotten.

"When I go in, my position might press on your breasts, so please don't push me away. Also, when I first go in, you can hold your breath and bear it; that should reduce the pain. But if it really hurts, tell me and I'll stop."

She responded with an "Mmm."

"Then I'll find the place to go in; it might take a few minutes." "

Because I can't see, my eyes are covered by the blanket, and I can't stand up to see, I can only rely on memory and feeling to find the vaginal opening, so that's all I can say to Wenwen for now. Then, I held my penis and rubbed it against her vulva, starting to find the location of her vaginal opening. Because of the condom, I really felt that the sensitivity of my entire glans was reduced. But because her buttocks were raised, and her legs were completely spread and bent, plus I remembered the location when I drugged and raped her last time, the vaginal opening wasn't too hard to find. It

really wasn't as hard as I imagined. In just over ten seconds, I quickly put the glans against her vaginal opening and pushed it in slightly, feeling it sink in a little, and after fixing the position, I let go and looked at Wenwen. She, on the other hand, still seemed to think I was looking for the location, so she didn't feel the tension that was about to arrive."

"Wenwen, I've found your vaginal opening, my penis is resting on it, ready to go in, relax..."

She looked surprised after I finished speaking, and seemed to want to tell me something. Maybe she wanted me to stop first, to give her some mental preparation.

But because that moment had come, and I was driven by desire, I didn't wait for her to speak, and officially pressed my body down, my chest slightly pressing against her breasts, and using my knees and the balls of my feet to push my buttocks forward.

At first, I could still feel the resistance of her labia, just like that night. But because I used more force, I quickly felt myself sinking in, and the head of my penis began to enter the warm area.

At that moment, Wenwen also reacted instinctively, feeling my insertion, she naturally wanted to squeeze her legs together, and felt the vaginal walls tighten slightly.

"Ah..."

She couldn't help but let out a soft cry as I penetrated her. I remember being speechless with pleasure at that moment, my mind filled with the thought that half a year had passed since that night, and I finally had this opportunity again, this time with a sober Wenwen

. Because I was pressed against her breasts and chest, I could feel that as my penis entered, Wenwen, besides staring at me with wide eyes, was indeed holding her breath, just as I had said.

Seeing that she didn't cry out in pain, I decided to continue, and quickly went all the way in. This position also made it easier to penetrate deeper, so the head of my penis was pressed against a lump of flesh deep inside her vagina. That must be her cervix, right?

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Wenwen's vaginal walls would contract and relax repeatedly, as if caressing my penis, or as if trying to squeeze the intruder out, bringing me even more pleasurable pleasure. I felt this pleasure, enjoyed this pleasure, and almost couldn't straighten my back.

I looked at Wenwen, whose eyes were still wide open, staring at me with tension, not understanding why I had stopped.

“Wenwen…it’s all the way in…”

Hearing me say that, she opened her mouth slightly in surprise.

“…All the way in?”

I nodded in response, not moving, just feeling the caress of her vagina. But at that moment, I really felt a little hurt, as if she was saying that my penis was too small, so she didn’t feel anything even though it was all the way in.

“…Wenwen…did it hurt just now?”

“It was hot and sore…but not very painful…”

“Right? I just said it shouldn’t hurt much.”

I said that mainly to comfort her, but actually, I also felt a sense of relief myself.

“What did you feel when it went in?”

“…A strange feeling…painful, and I could feel something hot, hard, and thick, I knew your thing was inside…”

“And now?”

“It still feels hot and thick…sometimes I feel a jolt…”

Then, we didn’t speak again. At that moment, Wenwen and I were finally united as one again, and I didn’t know what to say.

“…Brother…do you feel comfortable?” “

It feels so good… It doesn’t even feel this good when Grandma helps me masturbate…”

I waited a moment, then thought that she should be used to it by now, and it wouldn’t hurt much, so could I continue?

“Wenwen, I’m going to start moving.”

Then she didn’t say anything, and I started to slowly pull my penis out and then insert it all the way in. I slowly pulled it out again and then slowly inserted it all the way in again. Because I was afraid that Wenwen would be in pain, I only moved slowly. Wenwen’s eyes were still fixed on my face, and her body swayed slightly because of my thrusting.

I was wearing a condom, so the sensitivity was reduced. If it were any other time, I probably would have already ejaculated by now. But now I only felt the wetness and heat inside Wenwen’s vagina, and there wasn’t much pleasure.

I moved like that for a minute or two, and then started to thrust faster, originally wanting to make myself feel more pleasure, but I didn’t expect…

“…Brother! Wait! Stop!”

I didn’t expect her to suddenly shout like that and tell me to stop. So I was startled and quickly stopped.

“Wenwen, what’s wrong? Does it hurt a lot?” I looked at her worriedly, but she just stared at me without answering. After a while, I asked her again, "What's wrong with Grandma?"

"...I don't know..."

At that moment, I absolutely couldn't believe she would answer "I don't know." So why did she want me to stop?

Just as I was about to ask her, she spoke again: "Just now, I was starting to feel something strange... Now that you've stopped, it doesn't feel like that anymore..."

I didn't understand what she was talking about at first, but suddenly, it dawned on me...

"...Wenwen, are you experiencing pleasure?"

She looked a little surprised when I said that. If it really was pleasure, this must be Wenwen's first experience of sexual pleasure, so it's no wonder she was at a loss.

After all, when I rubbed her genitals through her underwear before, she only felt a slight warmth, so of course, it wasn't as intense as having sex with someone.

"It's okay, it's nothing. Sex is like this, you'll feel comfortable eventually."

Then, I felt relieved and continued thrusting.

I was happy then, knowing that Wenwen could also experience pleasure, so I decided to thrust even harder, and even my spring mattress started to shake and rattle.

I started paying attention to Wenwen. At first, she kept looking at me, but later, perhaps because her pleasure was getting stronger, she turned her head to one side and couldn't help but let out a long,

drawn-out moan. Hearing her moans of pleasure aroused my desire... but it was only in my mind... That's when I started to hate condoms, because they felt like they blocked out the pleasure.

Gradually, I started to want to take the condom off and just go for it. After all, this might be the only time I'd have sex with Wenwen, and there wouldn't be another chance. But what about pregnancy? What if she found out?

I struggled with this for a while, but in the end, desire overcame my reason. I told myself not to ejaculate completely inside her vagina; it would be safer to withdraw first. And since Wenwen hadn't gotten pregnant the last time I drugged her, I wanted to try my luck again. Anyway, it's not easy for a woman to get pregnant...

Once I made up my mind, I immediately stopped and withdrew my penis.

Wenwen noticed I wasn't moving and seemed to sense me withdrawing my penis, so she slightly raised her head to see what I was doing. I lied and said it slipped out and I was finding a new position, then she lay back down. But in reality, I quickly took off the condom and prepared to insert it for real.

I held my penis again, letting the glans touch her vaginal opening. Sure enough, not wearing a condom made a difference; I could feel the slippery wetness of her vaginal lubrication.

Then, I thrust my legs and hips again, forcefully parting

her labia and inserting. Wenwen didn't feel anything different, assuming I was still wearing a condom. But in fact, my glans was directly experiencing the warmth, wetness, and movement of her vagina.

"Wenwen... feels good, right? There's nothing to be afraid of when it comes to sex, right?"

She didn't respond to my question, and she didn't need to. Just looking at her expression, I knew she was also experiencing it. But she wasn't really enjoying the pleasure; she seemed more overwhelmed by this intense sensation she had never experienced before.

“When I was little, I always wanted to make love to you like this. Now I finally…”

My right hand slipped under her t-shirt, wanting to touch her breast. Usually, Wenwen would stop me, but this time she didn't; perhaps she was truly overwhelmed by her own sexual sensations.

Then my hand pushed aside her bra on her left breast, directly covering it, and began to press and squeeze.

My thrusting became faster and more intense, and unlike when I was wearing a condom, I was quickly filled with pleasure. I felt my penis becoming increasingly itchy and tingly, and I was already feeling the urge to ejaculate. I should, as planned, use withdrawal. But…

“Wenwen… I’m going to ejaculate…”

Then, without thinking twice, my right hand tightly gripped her breast, and I began to ejaculate intensely inside her vagina, again faintly hearing the sound of semen entering her vagina. Wenwen must have known I had started to ejaculate, but she still didn't seem to realize that I was ejaculating directly inside her vagina, so she didn't say a word.

After I ejaculated, I felt a brief wave of weakness and couldn't help but lean on Wenwen, wanting to rest for a while. Wenwen, as if liberated from the strange sensations of sex, was also temporarily speechless...

It was only after I regained my strength and composure that I realized the mistake and started to panic. I had actually ejaculated inside her vagina, and quite a lot at that...

Because of the ejaculation, my penis began to soften. I released my hands from her breasts and removed them from her clothes, then propped myself up to stop pressing down on Wenwen, and slowly pulled my penis out of her vagina by thrusting my hips. It felt very slippery, probably because of the semen, and it came out easily.

But I knew that even if she didn't feel anything now, she would eventually find out. I was still thinking about how to tell her when Wenwen spoke first, asking, "...Brother? Is it over?"

I really didn't know how to respond, so I could only nod.

She didn't speak, and the girlish shyness she had shown at the beginning of making love was gone. Her cheeks were still flushed, and as if cleaning up the mess, she released her hands from my waist and reached inside her clothes to put her bra back on.

"Brother, lie down next to me... I need to put on my underwear."

Hearing her say this, I quickly moved closer to her. But because the pillow was still under her buttocks, I could only sit up. At that moment, under the blanket, I touched my penis and felt it was covered in a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, all wet and sticky.

I watched Wenwen put on her underwear, nervously wondering when she would discover that I had ejaculated directly into her vagina, and how I should respond.

Suddenly, she stopped, her expression a little strange. She was probably putting her underwear back on and touching her genitals, finding them all wet and sticky. She must have touched them with her fingers and wondered why they were so sticky. Then she turned to look at me, as if she wanted to ask me something, but in the end, she didn't.

She asked me to pull the pillow away, and then raised her hips to let me pull it out.

Then, she lifted the blanket, seemingly preparing to stand up. But she stopped just as she was about to stand, and ignoring that I was still beside her, she slightly spread her legs, pulled up the hem of her shirt, and looked at her white underwear.

Beside her, I also looked at her thin cotton underwear and could see the opening of her vagina, slowly becoming wet and spreading. It was probably the semen mixed with vaginal fluid flowing back, thus wetting her underwear.

And coincidentally, the condom I had just taken off was right next to her feet, half-pressed down by her thighs, which immediately made her face turn very pale.

At that moment, I knew she already knew what had happened. She quickly lifted the blanket I was still covered with and saw that although my penis was soft and smaller, there was definitely no condom on it, and there was a layer of shiny liquid mixed with semen and vaginal fluid.

"Brother?! You didn't use a condom?!"

Faced with her question, I could only nervously lie and say that I didn't know, probably because I had been moving too vigorously and didn't realize the condom had fallen off.

She was on the verge of tears, and rushed into the bathroom, taking off her t-shirt and leaving only her bra. I quickly followed, and Wenwen, ignoring me watching, started washing her genitals with the showerhead

. It was only then that I truly realized how dangerous and foolish it had been to remove the condom in pursuit of pleasure and release.

I could still see some milky white semen mixed with the water flowing from her vagina, sliding down her thighs. Wenwen slowly began to cry: "What if I'm pregnant...?! My parents will find out... everyone else will find out..."

Wenwen cried as she spoke, terrified.

All I could do was hold her, filled with anguish and regret, telling her that the chances of a woman getting pregnant are low, usually taking dozens of attempts, and that she had immediately washed herself clean, so I kept trying to reassure her.

But I also knew that during a woman's orgasm, the cervix, which protects against bacteria, is also the easiest time for sperm to enter...

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