[Wuxia] The Emperor of Evil Desire (Complete) - 22

Chapter 7 The Lewd Days of Mother and Siblings

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I love the word "unrequited love" the most, because isn't a girl's wish to have this "unrequited love" connected with her own happiness?

How beautiful is that "happy girl" in the advertisement! Yet, in reality, I am so miserable and pitiful.

If I thought this way when I was young, people would think I was "a woman without any dreams." But I completely lost that longing and dream ten years ago.

My mother and I were manipulated by that very ominous fate.

I think many people know about winter in Hokkaido, because everyone loves snow, snow festivals, that silvery-white world.

However, the cold locks people's hearts. The reason I can't let go is probably because I was born in Hokkaido!

My family lived in the suburbs of S City, and my mother and I depended on each other for survival. My father died in a car accident when I was in kindergarten. After that, my mother raised me alone. Because she owned a large amount of land, she built an apartment building next to a nearby university and rented it out to the students. After my father died, we lived off the rent.

From the time I was old enough to understand, I felt very lonely because I grew up without a father, so I became rather withdrawn. My teachers' comments were always things like "always hiding at home," "neurotic," and "unable to make friends." Although my mother often told me to get along well with boys, I couldn't accept it and ended up developing later than other girls.

There was only one older brother I was willing to be with. It was in the spring of my sixth grade that a group of new university students moved into the apartment building. One of them was named Yanagida. He was tall and thin, very much like my mother, with a clean-cut face. He was the kind of young master from a wealthy family in Tokyo.

My brother Yanagida often helped me with my homework. Unlike my teachers at school, he didn't always scold me while telling me to obey. He held my hand kindly and then taught me, which made me feel very happy.

"Will you, Ye-meimei..." This was Yanagida-nii's catchphrase. Even the most dreaded math calculations would vanish the moment I heard his gentle words.

Perhaps it was because I desperately craved a father's love! I often played with Yanagida-nii.

In fact, after my mother separated from a man, she immediately moved to S City, which is why she married my father, who had been in a car accident. The man my mother separated from was Yanagida-nii's father.

Therefore, Yanagida-nii and I are half-siblings.

The construction of that apartment building was partly sponsored by Yanagida-nii's father. My mother knew that Yanagida-nii was her son, which is why she wanted him to live there.

Only Yanagida-nii and I didn't know this secret.

I felt that the retribution for our parents' immoral actions would fall upon us, so when I heard the whole story from my mother afterward, I wasn't surprised at all.

However, at that time, I didn't know about my mother's past; I was only wholeheartedly fond of the gentle Yanagida-nii.

I only heard this from my mother later, and it was then that I remembered our terrible past of incestuous relations between siblings.

Of course, I felt very uncomfortable about my mother's disgusting and obscene relationship with Yanagida.

When my mother was young, she worked as a waitress at a club in Shinjuku. She fell in love with Yanagida's father and gave birth to Yanagida.

He was a man from a wealthy family, while my mother was just a lowly waitress.

In the parlance of that time, they were secretly having an affair. However, they were ultimately forced to separate.

Even so, my mother and Yanagida's father enjoyed seven years of blissful life together.

I often rode Yanagida like a horse, jumping and playing around in the room, and sometimes even riding on his shoulders like a child.

"Little sister Ye is such a child, are you so happy?"

I honestly told him that I wasn't happy, which made him very sad. But I was always honest with Yanagida.

To be honest, I just loved him. The precocious girls in my class were all saying they "liked a certain boy" and "wanted to kiss a certain boy," but I felt proud—because I knew very well in my heart that "I like Yanagida-nii, the college student." At

that

time, I had a crush on Yanagida-nii. He was not only handsome but also intelligent. If I were to get married, I would definitely marry Yanagida-nii… Therefore, when Yanagida-nii was going back to Tokyo during his first summer vacation, I really started sobbing.

It was as if he would never come back, a sorrow as intense as when I lost my father.

"Don't make things difficult for Yanagida-nii, Ye-mei, because he'll be back soon,"

my mother scolded me.

"I'll be back in September, Ye-mei, what gift do you want me to buy for you?"

I couldn't answer; I didn't want anything.

"I'll buy you a panda doll!"

"..." I just kept crying and fussing, silently pleading, "Don't go, don't go!"

At the end of August... Yanagida-nii returned, along with his boyfriend and girlfriend, who said they were his good friends from high school. It seemed to be their first planned trip to Hokkaido.

When I saw the girl, I exclaimed "Ha!" because I immediately thought she might be Yanagida-nii's girlfriend, and I regretted not getting a better look at her face.

"Ye-mei, this is Mr. XX, and this is Ms. XX. By the way, this Ye-mei is the landlord's daughter, she's in sixth grade now. The girlfriend I mentioned in Sapporo is this Ye-mei."

Yanagida-nii and his friends all laughed, and my mother laughed loudly too, but I kept my mouth shut, trying to hide my feelings. Perhaps I should have suddenly said, "Oh, you're so annoying!"

But

I was also afraid of being scolded by my mother, thinking that the girl would eventually return to Tokyo anyway, so I remained silent.

On the evening of the day my brother Yanagida's friend went home, I went to find him in his room because I still had a lot of summer homework to do.

He was sleeping in a dirty room filled with blankets. Beer bottles and empty whiskey glasses were piled up everywhere. It was the first time I experienced the unique smell of a man's room.

"Ah, Ye-chan... I'm so sorry, please wait a moment, I'll clean up the room..." Yanagida began to tidy the blankets with unsteady steps

. There must have been some alcohol left; as he was about to put it in the closet, he tripped and fell, losing his balance and landing in front of me. We were sandwiched between each other like a sandwich under the cushion. At first, I was surprised by this sudden situation, but then I found it strange and burst out laughing.

The cushion was pressing down on me a little uncomfortably. Then, in the darkness, Yanagida kissed my forehead.

"Little Sister Ye, Little Sister Ye is so cute..." Brother Liutian still smelled slightly of alcohol, so he moved away and stared intently at my face. His strangely bright eyes still linger in my memory. I was startled by Brother Liutian's sudden, tight embrace.

"Do you like me?"

I didn't answer "yes," but immediately nodded, because I truly did like him.

Yanagida kissed my lips, and I knew it was incredibly passionate. Then, he slipped his hand inside my skirt, which I found strange. (I know what kissing is, but why this kind of action...?) If a girl had gone through her first period, she could probably imagine what it was like, but at the time, I didn't understand such things and had no idea what Yanagida was doing. Yanagida

put his hand inside my underwear, stroking it back and forth with his fingers, and then unbuttoned my shirt, exposing my breasts.

"Yanagi-nii, why are you doing this?"

I pushed the blanket up and asked him.

"Men and women do this when they love each other."

Yanagida scratched his head, desperately trying to explain his actions, but I was completely confused. If a man liked a woman, he would do this to her...

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However, since this incident, my crush on Yanagida hasn't changed at all, my studies have improved, and everyone around me loves me very much.

But... my young and innocent heart was shattered after witnessing a terrible scene that autumn.

While practicing for the October sports meet, I suddenly felt unwell, so my teacher told me to go home early to rest. I went home in the morning.

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I wanted to go play at Liutian's place, but I felt unwell and wanted to lie down, so I went through the common entrance to the house.

I was almost at my room when, at that moment, I initially thought it was my mother calling me. I did hear her voice, and it sounded like she was in great pain—"Ah ah" and "Ooh, ooh" sounds, and it was definitely coming from the living room.

I was a little scared, but driven by curiosity, I peeked into the living room. Through the half-open door, I saw my mother straddling my brother Yanagida, rocking her body up and down. Neither of them were dressed.

My mother's hair was disheveled. Her face kept swaying forward and backward.

"It feels so good, harder,"

she cried out to my brother Yanagida in pain.

My brother Yanagida kept repeating, "Ah, it's already, it's already..." as he grabbed my mother's breasts from below.

I found my knees trembling, and I remembered what my brother Yanagida had once told me: "Men and women do this when they love each other."

But... then, were my brother Yanagida and my mother, naked, in love? I became frightened.

The man I secretly loved actually loved my mother... Even though I was just a child, the scene and the shock I felt were unforgettable.

I put my schoolbag at the entrance and ran back to my room. So, I curled up in bed, hugging my stuffed animal, and went to sleep.

Seeing the backpack by the entrance, Yanagida seemed to understand immediately. From then on, I never went to Yanagida's room again. Even if we bumped into each other on the street, he would just pat my hair, like a college student greeting an elementary school student.

My mother probably still needed a man's body! So she temporarily needed Yanagida's love. No, perhaps my mother, to comfort her mature body, engaged in that obscene love with Yanagida.

When I passed by my mother's door in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, I often heard her panting moans.

I knew that at least until my second year of middle school, they continued that sexual relationship.

After my first period, I learned a lot about sex, and out of interest, I once secretly watched them make love.

I often recall my mother's mouth filled with Yanagida's erect penis, under the screen light, Yanagida burying his face between my mother's thighs. Moreover, watching them make love, I unknowingly became increasingly excited, and developed the habit of masturbating while watching their positions.

Of course, I know this is a bad habit, but...

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Especially when my mother unbuttoned my brother Yanagida's pants and pulled out his throbbing, large penis, she would let out a deep sigh of great pleasure.

"Oh my, it's so big..." she would say, while using one hand to make Yanagida turn his face back, and then inserting it into her anus, my mother's appearance was extremely frenzied.

Yanagida's strange genitals were rubbed by my mother's hand, becoming more and more magnificent, so Yanagida inserted his fingers into my mother's wet area and began to stir back and forth.

During this time, my mother saw that the time was right, so she leaned Yanagida's body back, making him lie flat, and pulled down his pants and underwear from under his feet.

My mother held my brother Yanagida's already erect and thick penis in her hand, and slowly rubbed it back and forth against his two engorged, moist, and glossy labia.

My brother Yanagida was already itching to penetrate, but just as my mother was about to insert it, she pulled it out and rubbed it against the small, pinkish-brown shaft at the cleft.

Then, she slid the penis down, letting out a deep, comfortable sigh… At that moment, seeing my brother Yanagida's impatient expression, she stiffened and tensed up. Then, a white, yogurt-like liquid spurted from the tip of his rubbed penis. It

was the first time I had ever seen semen spurt from the tip of that round penis.

"Oh dear, he's already ejaculated…" my mother said, my brother Yanagida's penis now limp.

"Too fast, really not good."

Although she said that, my mother seemed unwilling to give up, perhaps feeling good herself, and continued to sway her hips, finally giving up. So, she wiped Yanagida's penis clean, and began to slowly rub it with both hands as if kneading it.

At first, it felt itchy all over, but eventually, it felt very comfortable.

Yanagida's limp penis immediately became erect again.

Moreover, the mother, empowered, pressed her lips to the tip of the penis and rubbed the entire shaft with her tongue, causing it to swell up again.

"This time, do it this way, don't ejaculate first,"

the mother said, turning her buttocks towards Yanagida in a crawling position, like a dog, a repulsive posture.

However, seeing his mother's movements, Yanagida got up and went behind her, grasping his swollen penis with one hand and stroking his mother's fair buttocks with the other, then preparing to insert his penis into the cleft of his mother's buttocks. However, it

seemed to be his first time inserting into this area, and he didn't know the location of his mother's cleft, so he inserted it into the wrong place.

"What are you doing? Not there..." After saying that, the mother reached behind her and grabbed Yanagida's penis. There was so much obscene fluid, so wet. When the penis was inserted into her vagina, the mother's expression looked so comfortable.

Yanagida leaned back, his hands gripping his mother's buttocks. With each thrust of his hips, he inserted and withdrew his penis, the flesh of his mother's vulva swirling upwards around it.

What an obscene and disgusting scene!

His mother squinted, her body trembling slightly, her hips swaying back and forth, occasionally arching upwards to rub against the clitoris. This only intensified the pleasure in his penis, which Yanagida was reaching his limit.

"I'm going to ejaculate again..." he said, hugging his mother's back tightly.

"No, be quiet and take it slow,"

his mother said, guiding one of Yanagida's hands to her breast, while the other hand directed him to rub her clitoris.

"But I really can't!"

"Oh, just a little more!"

his mother said, her face contorting as she vigorously swayed her hips.

"Ah, ahh, I've reached orgasm, it's so good!"

she exclaimed, her body stiffening. At the same time, Yanagida must have ejaculated his semen into his mother's body.

So, the two of them lay there silently.

A short while later, when my mother sighed deeply, she picked up a sanitary pad from beside her, lifted her buttocks, and then pulled out Yanagida's shrunken penis, wiping it clean with toilet paper.

Seeing them like this stirred up a great turmoil in my young mind. Moreover, my mother knew that Yanagida was her own son, yet she had a physical relationship with him.

And Yanagida and I had already pledged our lives to each other… Could there be such a karmic relationship between parents and children? Even now, I still resent my unfortunate fate.

If it were just Yanagida and me, I still thought I could be saved, but seeing my mother and Yanagida's lewd behavior, my feelings at that moment were indescribable.

It was an act of bestiality, something that will probably never be erased from my mind.

My personality remained unchanged. During my first year at Tokyo Women's University, I rented an apartment alone, and my life didn't change much.

The girls in my class were all very open and happy talking about their boyfriends and sex, but I had absolutely no interest in them.

No, the more I saw my classmates' behavior, the more it reminded me of those heartless, obscene memories of my childhood, the "destruction of unrequited love."

Of course, I also had boys I liked, and boys who liked me back, even if it was just a joke! For me, the only man with my father's charm was that one.

Therefore, I still resent my mother to this day, although now that I'm twenty, I finally understand very well, but I think maybe my mother seduced Yanagida-nii.

My mother, who stole the person I "crushed," and even darkened my personality—how can I ever forgive her?

Every morning, I take the crowded tram to school, while the office workers around me sleepily and listlessly read newspapers or magazines. Brother Liutian should be among these people too. He's almost thirty now, probably married with children. Thinking about it, my mother has a physical relationship with her son, and he's practically my half-brother. If I, as his sister, could happily call him "brother..." and we could have a beautiful sexual relationship, how wonderful that would be!

Especially seeing my mother and Brother Liutian's lewd intercourse, the lustful blood of my mother within me truly began to boil.

Besides, Brother Liutian is my mother's biological son... Does such a thing exist in this world?

There's a saying, "The truth is more exciting than fiction," and our mother is the best example.

In short, the fact remains that there's a cursed, beastly toxin in my blood.

Chapter 8: The Perverted Brother Examining the Body

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New sheets were put on the bed, and in the very center of the new sheets, where my buttocks would sit, there was plastic wrap. Even on top of the plastic wrap, there was a very pleasant-smelling bath towel that could be washed off even if stained with blood.

A vase of roses sat on the table beside me, and in the cabinet beneath it were essential tissues and gauze.

How much would be enough? Of course, that depended on the amount of bleeding, and since my first time was approaching, I was truly unsure.

The bedroom curtains were double-layered, and to create a nighttime atmosphere, the room was kept completely dark, with only a bedside lamp for lighting.

There was also a pink lamp beside the bed and a blue light on the stereo.

Sweet, atmospheric music wafted from my high-end stereo, and for him, ice cubes and whiskey were prepared on the table in front of it.

Snacks included camel sandwiches and Italian sausage, and champagne was also prepared to celebrate my first time.

It was almost exactly the atmosphere I had planned beforehand—the atmosphere I had been thinking about for two or three years…

I only have one virginity in my life, so I consider “virginity” extremely important.

“This is so easy!”

I disagreed with my friend’s hasty idea. The most incredible things are entrance celebrations or graduation anniversaries, celebrations with ceremonies, but virginity is considered something to be done secretly in the dark.

I don’t know when I started dreaming of losing my virginity in a wonderful atmosphere, rather than the terrifying scenario of being forcibly taken.

For years, fragments of that dream… Should the location be my own bed? Ideally, the man should be a lover with marriage in mind, but I decided I didn’t have to be limited to that.

Too young a man would scare me, or if not, a middle-aged man who was very knowledgeable about sex would also work. I was so fed up with thinking about it.

So, everything seemed to fit my criteria, and the time was right.

Finally, I decided to use my own bed, and waited six months for the summer vacation when my family went on vacation.

Now I just wait for him to arrive. I put on a loose nightgown over my casual clothes, applied a little makeup, and waited for him.

As the appointed time drew near, I felt a tingling, aching pain deep within my body, especially in my uterus.

The appointed time was eight in the morning—a strange time, isn't it? But it was to accommodate his schedule.

Perhaps he'd come to my house with his golf bag.

In other words, the husband who was supposed to be playing golf would actually be in my bed… but this was something I forced upon him; it was irrelevant to him.

This man was a representative of a top-tier trading company in Paris. When I went to Paris, he took care of me through my father's connections, acting as my translator and guide.

At the time, he left me with the impression of an excellent employee who had been stationed in Paris for five years, fluent in French, and a very polite and gentlemanly man.

The year after my trip to Paris, this Mr. K returned home. At Narita Airport, I met his French wife.

For me, the person I secretly loved getting married meant my dream was shattered, and seeing him again shocked me.

When I went to Paris, I was only sixteen and in high school. I had some romantic feelings for him, while he was simply fulfilling his duty as a host, doing what he was asked to do.

Perhaps he just thought I was a precocious high school student.

But, I don't know when I made up my mind, no matter who I married, I would give my virginity to Mr. K.

And so, as I wished, Mr. K accepted.

At first, Mr. K was very unwilling, but my insistence finally made him completely give in.

"Normally, it's the man who takes the initiative to be interested, but now I'm the one asking you... it seems a bit strange..." I said, sounding very hesitant.

"Don't say you're asking me, I've always wanted to try... let's decide!"

And so, we finally made an agreement.

Even just thinking about doing this made my heart pound.

He arrived five minutes early, just as the intense cramping pain in that part of my body began. He happened to be carrying a golf bag… The moment I saw him, the pain in my lower abdomen intensified; this memory remains vividly etched in my mind.

His bulging groin was obscenely displayed before me, and when I realized my gaze had clearly betrayed him, my cheeks flushed red.

After celebrating his arrival with champagne, we immediately took turns showering. While I showered, he drank champagne and waited for me to finish. As I showered

, I carefully examined my own body.

The first time I saw a man's erection, my entire body trembled.

"Humans are truly wondrous creatures…" That was my thought at the time.

I meticulously cleaned this strange structure, this time wearing only casual clothes, and then headed towards the bedroom with ambient music playing.

Upon entering the bedroom, I froze in a panic.

The room, decorated with roses and playing ambient music, presented a very incongruous scene before my eyes.

Between Mr. K's thighs, who was drinking whiskey, stood a huge, sausage-like bulge.

"Oh my... I..." I was completely at a loss for words.

Then, he beckoned me, who was stunned, to come over.

"Come over here quickly..." he said, grasping the huge sausage between his thighs.

The first time I held that unimaginably huge sausage, I felt it was unexpectedly hot.

In my shock and excitement, he held me on his lap and kissed me.

I thought it was over, but while kissing me, he reached down and began to play with my crotch.

His fingers knew exactly how to use a woman's private parts, reaching straight to the center.

"Look, it's so wet, like a big muddy mess, that's good..." he said to himself, trying to convince me, and then lifted me onto the bed, finally reaching the climax of the ritual.

However, as he lifted me onto the bed, I still didn't understand what he meant by "no problem" and what he meant by "big mud."

After lying on the bed, when he pressed his body against mine, I asked him, "Why is it no problem?" "Well! Accepting a man's 'insertion' means growing up..." he said, grabbing my fingers and guiding them to my private parts.

What I saw there was something I couldn't even imagine. Between my labia, sticky fluid soaked through my entire area; my fingers felt like they were swimming, and I wondered if it was even part of my own body.

"You know? This is an adult's thing too, completely soaked, so it can go in smoothly..." I was very shy, simply closing my eyes and burying my face in his chest.

Soon, he spread my legs, and as he squeezed between my thighs, suddenly, I wanted to see his face and opened my eyes. I kept feeling him making movements.

The caresses of his fingers and tongue were intense… “You’re great, so good…” he murmured sweetly, it was like a dream.

I had completely become a lustful beast, anticipating his movements.

A wave of pleasure washed over me, and I wasn’t worried at all about that terrifying thing intruding into my narrow vagina.

He entered me quietly, like a toad. It

felt somewhat forced in, and in an instant, a sharp pain, a single cry of “Ah!” shot through my body, and I felt the toad’s intrusion deep inside me once more.

Like floating in water, a tickling sensation spread through my body. This first-time experience of pleasure made me, in a daze, understand the meaning of being a woman.

At that moment, I felt for the first time that I was a real woman in front of adults.

Afterwards, the “woman” who was no longer afraid wanted to cherish this large, blood-soaked toad that had been pulled out, and at the same time, wanted to eat it.

Women are strange creatures.

From initial fear, she transformed into a giant sausage eagerly wanting a man.

The first time I gave him my virginity… After seeing the blood, a symbol of virginity, he suddenly embraced me gently and once again thrust his enormous penis… This time was different from the first; I was prepared and could accept his penetration.

He sucked on my lips, stroking my still-developing breasts with his fingers, making me feel very comfortable as he prepared to penetrate.

Slowly, gently, and then very intimately, he squeezed into my secret place.

“Ah, ah, ooh… um…” I couldn’t say whether it was pleasure or pain; a strange feeling made my whole body tremble, and my waist ached.

This time, his penis had been inside me for a long time, and I felt incredibly full, even feeling helpless.

He carefully licked and sucked on my lips, finally ending his second ejaculation. Then… “How was it? Great, right?”

he asked.

I nodded in complete agreement.

His strong, thick arms held me tightly, making me feel incredibly safe.

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I finally gave my virginity to my beloved, and the next day,

I felt a strange sensation between my thighs when I walked. Going to school and coming home was difficult.

When I got home, just as I was about to go straight to my room, my usually indifferent older brother, Koichi, was standing there.

"Hey, brother, don't just barge into my room."

He looked at me with great suspicion, sniffing my room.

"Hey, Yasuko, there's a man's scent in your room. What happened?"

"Don't talk nonsense, nothing's worth making such a fuss about..." "Don't lie... if you're lying to your brother..." Koichi stubbornly continued to search my room.

"You're still very young, I won't allow you to do those strange things with men!"

He said, pressing his hands on my shoulders, staring at me as if licking my entire body.

What an annoying brother.

"Hey, Yasuko, let your brother check if there's a man's scent in your body."

He said.

Then, he pinned me to the bed.

Is there such a thing as a brother like this? We're siblings, how could he do this?

"Stop it, you idiot, stop it, brother..." "Stop nagging, don't rush, I'm just checking your body, no one will object."

Hao Yi's eyes were unusually bright, filled with a lewd light.

In an instant, his hand reached inside my skirt.

"Ah, stop it! Like this, brother..." I cried out, trying to get up.

This had never happened before; it was incredibly strange.

"Don't make a fuss, I'm your brother..." He was completely unreasonable.

He quickly pulled down my skirt and white underwear.

A cold draft blew in through the slit.

His face seemed to be buried between my thighs.

"Stop it, what are you doing, brother!"

I got up, trying to press him down and pushing him away.

"Quiet! Stop making noise..." This time, it was his strong hands that spread my legs wide open.

"Ugh, ugh, brother, what are you doing?"

I panicked, but it was too late.

My brother used his fingers to pry open the important cleft, then rubbed it with his bearded face.

In an instant, my legs were completely spread open, feeling like a lamb before a wolf... My brother brought the lamp closer and stared at it.

(Ah, so embarrassing, just as his big cock was about to penetrate...) I was already incredibly embarrassed.

"Stop, brother, stop..." I used all my strength to push my brother away.

"..." My brother fell to the ground, this time he was really angry.

"Hey... Kangzi, what do you take me for!"

After this back-and-forth, I finally gave in.

"What! You just barged into my room and treated me like this..." "I'm your brother, it's only natural for a brother to check his sister's body. I've known for a long time that you've been flirting with men behind our parents' backs, so it's my responsibility to keep a close eye on you..." Is this some kind of strange thing...? "Hey, Kangzi, hurry up and show your butt..." At this moment, he wanted me to show my butt, and I heard my brother say lewd things. I was absolutely furious.

"No, you bastard brother..." What should I say next? I was speechless. My brother doesn't work for a top-tier trading company, but he's still an employee of a high-tech company!

I really can't believe that my brother would use such lewd words.

And he's forcibly violating my body.

"Come on! Stop talking nonsense, let your brother see."

He said, grabbing my legs forcefully.

"Hey! Bend your knees a little..." It had come to this point, so I had no choice but to do as my brother said.

If I resisted him again, I would probably get beaten up.

I had no choice but to lie on my back in a shameful position.

My brother placed the lamp next to my skirt, which had been pulled down, and then put a cushion under my buttocks.

"Okay, this is good..." My buttocks stick out.

"Kangzi is a good girl, so spread your legs a little wider..." Following my brother's instructions, I spread my legs wide.

My brother sat on the edge of the bed, swaying his upper body, and then brought his face close to my crotch.

At this moment, rather than feeling ashamed, I just felt nauseous, and goosebumps rose all over my body.

My brother licked his fingers and finally brought his fingers close to my cleft, and then began to spread them apart.

"Ah, I hate it... um, stop, brother..." I reflexively refused him.

Just as I was about to close my spread legs, the stinging friction on my inner thighs made it impossible for me to keep them open.

"Ugh, good girl, Kangzi, open them a little wider, so I can see more clearly."

As a result, my labia slowly slid two or three times.

"Ugh, you're so cruel..." My brother completely ignored my desperate pleas. His fingers gripped the tip of my clitoris tightly, showing no sign of letting go. He

even rotated his fingers back and forth, pushing them inward—a rotating and pressing motion.

The movement of his fingers tickled me, and I naturally arched my back.

"Mmm, it really smells like a man. If you were a virgin, it wouldn't be like this..." After saying that, my brother grabbed my clitoris with his fingers, rotating and stroking it.

Suddenly, the tickling sensation spread throughout my body, and my vision blurred.

My brother's fingers were inside my cleft, making a squeaking sound with one hand.

Upon closer inspection, I could vaguely see his erect penis between my naked lower body and inner thighs.

"Come on, stay calm. Don't be surprised no matter what I do."

With that, my brother pulled his fingers out and began licking my cleft with his tongue, making a hissing, sticky sound.

"Mmm, you really do know what a man smells like."

My brother didn't actually know; he was just threatening me.

He placed his hand between my legs, making it feel like my crotch was being stretched open, and then he brought his face close to my crotch.

A sound like a dog drinking water followed.

My

shameless, shy brother! I kept staring at him, lying on my back on the bed, my fists clenched, enduring all his actions.

He was so bold… "Then, spread your legs a little wider… again…" My legs naturally closed, and my brother, breathless, spread his legs open again, licking my cleft back and forth.

His tongue was fully extended, licking upwards from below, giving me an indescribable pleasure. I quietly closed my eyes, comfortably opening my mouth, and my brother overlapped his lips on mine, sucking on them stickily, while also sucking on my soft lips. He

gradually increased the pressure in his arms holding me.

I didn't resist; I just did as my brother asked.

"Good girl, Kangzi, you've become so obedient, that's wonderful..." "Kangzi, I'm going to love you even more..." My breathing became slightly erratic as my brother's tongue crawled around.

My face remained completely expressionless... Then, my brother's actions subtly changed, something I was very aware of; perhaps my body was gradually reacting too!

My still-soft nipples seemed to react.

My brother cupped my breasts with his palm, gently pressing down.

My brother moved his tongue around again, and suddenly my nipples hardened, my breathing becoming very rapid.

Then, I felt waves washing over my abdomen, and my brother once again vigorously crawled his tongue back and forth around my stomach.

"Great, Kangzi, you're becoming lively,"

my brother muttered to himself.

My brother stared intently at my lewd genitals, gradually becoming excited. He was certain he could see the moist, pink flesh deep within my cleft.

If it were an adult, the thick pubic hair would obscure it, but my vulva was completely visible to my brother… perhaps that's what excited me.

My body reacted to even the slightest touch of his fingers.

The smooth sensation ignited a burning passion within me.

My brother moved his tongue to the inside of my thighs, gently caressing me with his tongue.

Each time his stimulation intensified, I felt enveloped in a strange pain.

Before me stood a young man and woman, neither brother nor sister.

My vulva was completely soaked from his constant licking.

Seeing my body trembling slightly, my brother once again revealed his large penis.

"Can I insert my brother's penis into you...?" As he spoke, my brother stroked his large penis for the second time with his left hand... then grabbed my chin with his right hand, turning it towards him. I couldn't turn my face away; I could only stare at his large penis, there was no other way.

The reddish-black tip began to move up and down.

"Kangzi, look carefully. Come on, lie flat, spread your legs wide."

My brother moved his magnificent, erect penis up and down, then placed it around my navel.

Then, skillfully, while swaying his hips, he moved his penis across my fair skin, crawling and rubbing it.

Grasping his entire penis tightly with one hand, my brother slid the tip down from the top of my vulva, rubbing it.

After sliding back and forth three or four times, my body trembled like a wound-up toy.

Then, my brother pressed his penis close to my thighs.

Like a soft-bodied creature, it tickled my vulva.

I opened my eyes and saw my brother's waist and his saliva-covered fingers, which then clung to the tip of his penis.

He grabbed it again and inserted the tip into my opening.

As my legs rose, his penis gently rubbed against my opening several times before penetrating my small, warm cave.

As my brother's penis filled me, a tearing pain shot through my lower body, leaving me momentarily disoriented.

It felt different from the initial situation.

The tearing pain returned.

My brother inserted his penis slightly further.

For the second time, I realized that his enormous penis could penetrate my small vaginal opening.

My body stiffened, and my labia, which I had been holding back, slowly began to feel that slight pain again.

"Kōko, don't use so much force..." Saying this, Kōichi leaned back and quickly began to move his hips. At first, the movements were slow, but as time went on, he gradually increased the speed of insertion and withdrawal.

"Ugh, ugh... um, Kōko..." I murmured, slowly rubbing my tightly pressed penis against his.

After about four or five seconds, he pulled his penis out of my labia.

My brother's penis was already shrunken.

It seemed as if he had already expelled his fluids into my body.

It happened in an instant without my knowledge.

This was the second time I had experienced this.

My brother licked his penis with a sanitary pad while saying,

"How is it, Kangzi? This is a secret between the two of us. You can't tell anyone..." I would never tell anyone about this. This was simply an ugly relationship between siblings!

"But, from now on, I will come to you anytime."

In other words, he decided to take my body.

Is there such a shameful thing as a brother raping his sister...? I was speechless.

Chapter 9 The Shameless Brother-in-Law's Affair

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"You're really unreasonable. Stop it!"

Contrary to this statement, my thighs were spread wide open.

I have always thought that a woman's body is quite complex.

Even when forced into a situation by a man she dislikes, the skillful stimulation of her sensitive areas until her body is aroused renders her powerless to resist and completely receptive.

Therefore, once a woman agrees to penetration, she's as if she's fallen into a deep abyss, never to rise again.

My relationship with him became incredibly intimate from that moment on.

"You cunning man, so unreasonable... Stop it..." A sliver of sunlight shone through the gaps in the drawn blinds, making my inner thighs appear sexy and alluring.

The thought of it being like a scene from a TV drama only amplified the excitement.

"Stop it, no... really..." With a nasal tone, I uttered words I couldn't even understand myself.

He seemed to be gradually becoming aroused; the front of his pants was already completely swollen.

"You say I'm unreasonable, but your genitals are so wet, and you're holding three of my fingers in your mouth... Oh no... it's overflowing, we're already out of toilet paper."

Soaked and hissing, just as he was about to pull out, he finally started digging into my clitoris.

"Amazing, three years of marriage, you've been completely trained by your husband. You weren't like this before. I remember the first time I was penetrated, it was quite difficult, but now you're a very skilled wife... Even though you say you hate it, you're sucking so tightly, so your husband alone can't satisfy you."

His name was Osawa. He pulled his fingers out quickly and wiped his wet hands with them. I lay on the sofa, legs spread, staring at him.

This wasn't resentment.

"Hey! If you had inserted it sooner..." I said, urging him.

As if to make my lewd desires impatient, he slowly pulled down his pants, revealing his lower body.

Although he was single, he didn't look it.

Judging from his penis, which was harder and thicker than my husband's, I knew perfectly well that he was a married man.

His penis gleamed, its length and width astonishing, with complex curves, prominent veins, and a throbbing pulse.

He grasped it with one hand.

"It's so erect, I want to penetrate you."

He said, bringing his face close to mine. It wasn't his breath that was warm, but a burning sensation; the nectar of lust, overflowing from my uterus, sprayed onto my vaginal opening.

My wifely modesty had long since vanished.

"You're really abusing me..." I said, glaring at him.

He seemed to have seen right through me, his erect glans rubbing against my lips, making my neck itch.

After this lewd and sensual assault drove me wild, he then exposed my breasts and pressed them against my skin.

"Ahhh, stop it..." I cried out involuntarily.

"Not yet, you lecherous housewife. If you give up so easily, how can you call yourself the section chief's wife..." "Oh... I don't know, don't torture me..." This time, he thrust his erect penis into my pubic hair, the head sliding down, skillfully playing with my engorged and exposed vagina, making sticky sounds while constantly pressing against my pubic bone.

"Ugh... um, it's already... ah, ah... um..." "How about it, you want to penetrate, right? Just tell me honestly! You said you want to penetrate my vagina, say it!" A smile appeared on his lips, and he slyly stared at me.

While observing my various expressions, he carefully teased the area around my soft labia, continuing this annoying patrol.

I couldn't hold back any longer.

"Ah, ah... um, ooh..." I gasped.

"Hurry up, please, quickly insert your whole penis into your vagina..." The lewd words came out of my mouth.

In fact, that day was the fifth time I had met him.

“Well said, madam…” he said, thrusting even harder into my erect clitoris.

“Hey, hurry up…” “Hurry up what…” he said, making me even more anxious.

My body was already cramping, and my buttocks were swaying back and forth on their own.

If he made me this anxious, I would go crazy and become very strange; I couldn’t wait a moment longer.

If I waited any longer, I would only keep cramping, and maybe I would cling to him tightly.

I was very clear about the soft, swollen labia that swayed up and down like a goldfish’s mouth.

His purpose seemed to be to provoke a woman’s obscenity and confusion.

“In this situation, shouldn’t it be okay to insert it quickly?”

He suddenly spread his legs, inserting and withdrawing in accordance with the actual situation, and he was smiling.

He really had ulterior motives, skillfully making a woman anxious; I really couldn’t handle his tricks.

Therefore, for two consecutive days, I accepted his penetration, forgetting my dignity as a wife, completely intoxicated by his lust.

"Ah, I really... I hate it!"

I was flushed with excitement, reaching my limit.

He then lifted my legs, positioning himself at midsection, facing me nonchalantly.

"Is this how it is?"

he said, his fingers sliding around my labia in a circular motion, brimming with energy.

"Ah, I hate it, harder..." My face contorted in a frenzy, sweat and tears mingling, my legs wrapped around his waist.

Like a judo wrestler, I pulled him closer, his penis gripping my vagina.

"It can't leave now, it belongs to me..." I cried out in a hoarse voice, my body writhing in agony.

Then, at that moment, his penis plunged between my thighs.

"Sexy wife, oh, oh..." The tip of the flesh deep inside me swelled.

In rhythm with the thrusts, my body convulsed like hiccups, pressing against his penis, while my vaginal fluids flowed out.

As his penis entered and withdrew from my vagina, it was like a pump sucking upwards, causing my vaginal fluid to overflow.

The sticky liquid made a hissing sound and covered his penis.

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