Tender Memories – My First Time (Part 2)

—Just for this moment of tenderness, graceful and carefree, radiant as a flower; the unfinished bond continues in dreams, the drifting catkins eventually dissipate, life restarts as it should. —My

sister-in-law was wrapped in a bath towel, lying on the left side of the bed, my brother on the right. So I took the lubricant and said to her, "Lie down, let me help you massage." My sister-in-law examined the lubricant in my hand, and I said I had read the instructions and it was harmless, but I was indeed unprofessional. Most people use essential oils for massage; this was a freebie from a condom set. Anyway, I was going all out, so we chatted casually. There wasn't much to talk about after that. My sister-in-law lay down, so I pretended to be professional, poured the lubricant into my hand, and then smeared it on her neck and massaged it, from her neck to her arms to her back, pretending to be serious as I pushed and smeared. Actually, I had only learned a little bit from watching Japanese adult films with scenes like this.
When I moved to her back, I remembered that in the videos, they would usually go around to her chest from behind and give her a few strokes, but since my sister-in-law was lying down, I couldn't reach her breasts with my hands; I could only circle around the base of her chest. After massaging like this for a while, I pulled her towel down, exposing her buttocks. Luckily, she wasn't wearing underwear, which saved me from further embarrassment. So I gradually moved down, pressing on both buttocks. When I reached her groin, I deliberately poured more lubricant, spread my hands, and massaged her buttocks in circles, slowly moving inwards until my two thumbs could reach inside the groin, touching her anus with each circle. I continued this cycle, wondering if my sister-in-law was feeling anything, so I asked. She said it was okay. Then I had her lift her buttocks into a kneeling position, and I continued massaging her like this. This made it easier for me to touch her anus, and I could see it myself, which was a visual treat.
After turning around like this dozens of times, looking at that graceful figure and those firm, elastic buttocks, I couldn't resist any longer. I bent down and buried my face in my sister-in-law's cleft, greedily sucking on her buttocks, licking them up and down with my tongue, occasionally pushing my tongue a little into her anus. I can't even describe the pleasure this gave me. I didn't care what my sister-in-law felt either, selfishly licking and sucking wildly. —Let me clarify, I'm not the kind of person who has no bottom line. It must be because my sister-in-law is beautiful, and her buttocks are beautiful, that I had this desire to suck. If it weren't for her, I definitely wouldn't have done it, right? My own wife doesn't want me to kiss her backside, maybe she doesn't like it, and she has a few hemorrhoids, but this sister-in-law's backside was smooth and clean, without a trace of odor. She has high hygiene standards, no wonder she washed herself for so long. Before kissing, I secretly sniffed my thumb first (I'm being a little sneaky here).
My sister-in-law occasionally hummed softly, but she was probably holding it in, so I couldn't see her expression and didn't know if she liked it or not. My older brother went in, finished showering, and came out, watching us from the side. I started to get bolder, so I had my sister-in-law turn around and began massaging her front. With the towel tossed aside, her alluring body was fully exposed before me. I maintained a professional demeanor, gradually rotating my massage from her chest, feeling a mixture of tenderness and excitement as I traced her nipples. Her breasts were so beautiful. As I massaged her abdomen, I couldn't resist the allure of her breasts again, bending down to kiss her nipples, swirling my tongue around them. My brother was looking at his phone; whether he was pretending or genuinely busy, I sensed his own excitement. After
a while of kissing, I continued massaging her, gradually moving to her genitals. Following some articles, I didn't directly touch her labia at first, but circled around the outside. Unfortunately, I lacked self-control and soon lost patience, starting to massage her labia with my hands. Since I only had one hand available, I alternated between my palm and the back of my hand, occasionally teasing her clitoris with my thumb, which would elicit unconscious moans from her. When I lost control, I resorted to my old trick again, burying my head between my sister-in-law's legs and sucking deeply, drawing her labia and clitoris into my mouth as if savoring an exquisite delicacy. I slid my tongue around on them, forgetting all about the order of things described in articles. After savoring it for a while and gradually regaining my senses, I began to move back to her labia and slowly lick, gradually sucking her clitoris. My sister-in-law began to moan involuntarily, raising her head. Although my tongue and mouth were sore, who could bear to give up in this situation? My sister-in-law gradually tightened her legs, her moans grew louder, and she pulled my brother's hand to caress her breasts. Seeing this opportunity, I also struggled to reach out and massage her other nipple. But my sister-in-law quickly raised her head forcefully, squeezing so tightly that I had a headache and couldn't breathe. How could I give up? I sucked on her clitoris, refusing to let go... This repeated many times until my sister-in-law raised her hand in front of me, her palm raised, whether indicating that I should stop or that I should officially begin penetration, I finally let go.
As I prepared to get started, it suddenly occurred to me that as a single man, I was merely a "feminine enhancer" for my partner. Shouldn't the master have priority in this kind of thing? Thinking this, I whispered to my older brother, "Brother, you go first!" He kindly and politely replied, "No problem, no problem, you go first, you go first," adding a touch of humor to the subtle atmosphere. Seeing his affirmative look, I stopped refusing and got up to get a condom from my clothes—of course, one should be considerate in these matters. But after getting the condom back, I discovered something chilling…
After putting the condom on my penis, it suddenly stopped working at the crucial moment, no matter how hard I tried, it wouldn't get erect. Normally, I get erections several times a day just from a little bit of impure thought, and I masturbate several times a week (my wife rarely allows it, less than once a week on average). How could I be so cowardly in front of this fragrant beauty? Sweating profusely, I had no choice but to confess to my older brother, "Brother, I don't know what happened, I suddenly stopped. Why don't you take over?" Unexpectedly, my brother also helplessly replied, "I didn't get up either!" The two men were having a comical conversation in front of a beautiful woman.
I couldn't let the conversation fall flat, so without hesitation, I retreated to my sister-in-law's lower body and continued to greedily suckle. I knew that my sister-in-law's bodily fluids were the best stimulation for me. So, I went through another round of savoring the deliciousness, and after being squeezed so tightly several times that I felt like I was suffocating, my penis finally perked up. After asking my sister-in-law's permission, I entered her body.
Soft and smooth—was it fine wine? Numb and tingling—was it crispy bread? They blended together to form a gentle feeling, like a baby in its mother's arms, or a happy child in a sunny playground. That feeling was truly different, a taste I hadn't experienced in a long time. Please forgive my clumsy metaphors, words, and awkward writing; I cannot describe that gentleness.
My confidence returned, and I began to relentlessly explore my sister-in-law's beautiful body. The open position was no longer enough; I lifted her legs to penetrate deeper. Unfortunately, I'm just one of millions of ordinary Chinese men, lacking the kind of device that allows for full penetration. I could only rely on raising her position higher to facilitate entry, until her legs were up to my shoulders. My sister-in-law began to moan and breathe deeply during my thrusts, repeatedly calling out "husband," but I knew she wasn't calling me, but rather my older brother beside her. He was also comforting her, caressing her, their affection palpable. Seeing this, I felt genuinely happy and excited, thrusting with all my might. After continuing like this for about an hour, I made a move I would regret for days.
I believed that a threesome should involve two men taking turns, switching positions when one was about to climax, allowing the woman to enjoy continuous pleasure and compensating for the time difference between the two. So, at that crucial moment, watching this loving couple, I said to my older brother, "Brother, come here." My brother and sister-in-law probably didn't understand why I suddenly did this, and my sister-in-law went to my brother (I later learned she thought I was better). They assumed a lotus position, with my sister-in-law on top of my brother. The moment my brother penetrated my sister-in-law, I was incredibly excited, happy with the pleasure I had brought them. Unable to control myself, I climbed behind my sister-in-law and began licking her buttocks, savoring the fragrance of her chrysanthemum. However, I quickly realized this wasn't a solution; they couldn't move while I was licking, and naturally touching them with my tongue during their movements didn't provide the same sensation. So, I continued for a while before withdrawing. There was still a hair in my mouth; I didn't know if it belonged to my sister-in-law or my brother…
My brother and sister-in-law were making love passionately, and I watched as my sister-in-law's face swelled with pleasure. Isn't this the epitome of a woman's beauty? My sister-in-law shyly told me not to look at her, but I wouldn't listen. As time went on, she quickened her pace, her moans intensifying, and my brother unconsciously made sounds too. After a moment of intense shaking, my sister-in-law cried out, "Don't get it dirty!" They had both reached orgasm. She pretended to scold him for getting her dirty, then went to the bathroom to wash. My brother lay motionless on the bed.
I watched all this, oblivious to the changes happening to my own body. My sister-in-law went into the shower and washed for a while, then followed, wanting to finish what I hadn't yet done. When she saw me, she was surprised and whispered, "Do you want to shower first? You can shower first?" I said shamefully, "I'm not done yet, I want to continue with you." She paused, then said, "Okay, I thought you were done!" I said, "Sister-in-law, lean against the wall, I'll come from behind." She obediently turned around. But then my penis shrunk like a turtle, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get it up—buddy, I've been with you for over thirty years, and you're failing at the crucial moment!! This reminded me of all the single men I'd seen fail at that point, which I always found unbelievable. Now, thinking back, it's truly beyond my control.
So I tried the same trick again, getting my sister-in-law to turn around. She was very understanding. I kissed her breasts, nipples, and genitals, then turned around and kissed her groin and anus, but my penis remained drooping like a defeated general. Looking at my gentle sister-in-law, I felt incredibly ashamed and could only say, "Sister-in-law, you go and rest, I'll just take a shower." My sister-in-law left with a strange expression. I had no choice but to rinse off and come out.
When I came out, my sister-in-law was still examining the lubricant, asking if I wanted some. Actually, that small bottle was already empty, but I said it was. I got dressed, thinking about the mall card in my bag, but I was too embarrassed to ask. What was that anyway? Moreover, during our casual conversation, I learned that the older brother not only had a good job but also his own business, clearly indicating a high-class lifestyle. What was the point of giving them a few hundred yuan in credit cards? Wouldn't that be insulting their dignity? I also wanted to buy something for my sister-in-law, but I was afraid that if I said it, I wouldn't even have a chance to interact with them again. I should have bought a gift (but I still haven't figured out what people usually buy; if anyone happens to see this post, please leave a comment and give me some suggestions. It's always good to be prepared, regardless of whether we see them again). They booked the hotel during the day and stayed there at night, so it wasn't convenient for me to pay for it. In short, I was quite conflicted. I was looking forward to the next time, but also afraid of doing something impolite.
When I was getting dressed and about to leave, my sister-in-law came to see me off, politely saying, "Come visit again next time!" It sounded familiar, like a warm greeting from the host when visiting someone's home. I didn't have much to say, so I just awkwardly told her, "You're so beautiful," and then leaned down to kiss her forehead. Then I left.
When I got downstairs and checked my phone, it was already past midnight. My wife had called five minutes earlier, so I called back, saying, "Honey, it was too noisy at the karaoke bar, I didn't hear you. I just saw my boss off, I'm coming right back." My wife said, "I was so worried about you not answering your phone." My heart warmed, and I said, "Nothing, I didn't drink today." I thought to myself: Honey, when will your libido get stronger?! So I called a taxi, glanced at the hotel room, felt a pang of longing, and a sense of blessing. I sent a message to my brother-in-law saying thank you.

Postscript:
After getting home, my penis remained erect until the next day. Even recalling happy moments or watching porn didn't help. I was terrified, wondering if this incident had created a psychological burden, and if I would remain impotent.
Until the next evening, while showering in the bathroom, recalling my sister-in-law's gentleness, I slowly became aroused until it was as erect as ever. So, in my daydreams and memories, I masturbated, completing that intimate encounter with my sister-in-law in the bathroom…

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