My wife's sisters

Whenever my wife's sisters
stayed overnight at her parents' house, I would deliberately make my wife, Xiaoxi, moan loudly so that her younger sister, Xiaohong, who lived in the room across the hall, could hear.

"...Richard...Ee...Ee...Ah~...Be gentle...I'll moan..."

she murmured softly, burying her face in my chest.

Even so, while I held her close, my hard penis continued its relentless thrusting in and out of her wet vagina.

"Let's change positions! I want to be inside from behind."

She nodded weakly, rolled over, and spread her legs slightly, raising her buttocks high.

Xiaoxi loved it when I did it to her from behind.

Her waist was one of her erogenous zones.

She had said that she would get wet when a man held her waist from behind.

I know Xiaoxi had had many boyfriends before we started dating.

Maybe when I was having sex with her from behind, she could more easily fantasize about having sex with other men? Honestly, every time I think about what she said about this, it makes me, her boyfriend (and later husband), feel a little uneasy.

I'm definitely not the first man to let her discover this secret of pleasure.

However, even if she fantasizes about another man's hands, the man who is truly, really holding her slender waist, pressing against her plump, white buttocks, and becoming one with her right now is me! Thinking of this, I couldn't help but deliberately increase the force of my lower abdomen, thrusting deep and heavy into her buttocks again and again. Slap

! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

She finally couldn't help but cry out, just like when they made love at home, without any restraint.

Once she cried out, Xiaoxi simply stopped caring about anything else, her waist contracting and expanding in sync with the contractions of her vagina, moving back and forth to meet the thrusts of my scalding hot penis, her mouth moving ecstatically... "Ah~~ Ah! Ah~ Ah! Ah~ Ah! Ah~ Ah~"

Once she was immersed in the abyss of sex, even if the sky were to fall, she would reach orgasm first.

My wife is this type of woman.

As I exerted my strength, I glanced at the door out of the corner of my eye.

I had deliberately left the door slightly ajar, facing the opposite door.

Because there was no one else in the house besides my parents, my sister-in-law Xiaohong never closed her door when she slept.

Even when we come back for a short stay, she still sleeps with the door wide open.

My wife and I, of course, have to close the door when we want to make love at night.

With things going on like this tonight, Xiaohong probably won't be able to sleep.

"Wife...husband...is it...deep?"

I deliberately asked loudly.

I could vaguely hear rustling sounds and soft breathing outside the door.

"So deep...so deep...ah~~"

"...husband...insert...insert me...ah! ah!"

"Ah!! Ah!!...insert again!...insert again!..."

A flurry of vigorous thrusting left her somewhat incoherent.

Just before bringing her to orgasm, I deliberately pulled my penis out, intentionally or unintentionally showing it towards the door, then rubbed it against her plump, white buttocks a few times.

"Want more?"

I asked slyly.

I slapped her buttocks with my other hand.

Without turning her head, she pinched my thigh hard with her other hand.

It hurt so much I cried out.

"Ugh...come on in."

She said through gritted teeth.

I almost got a bruise from the pinch, how could I let her get away with it so easily?

I wanted her to give me a blowjob first, and then I wanted to fuck her deeply in the missionary position until she orgasmed, and then shoot a load of thick semen into her mouth, and have her lick my penis clean.

The oral sex afterward was even more professional than a professional! Those who haven't tried it absolutely cannot imagine the soul-stirring pleasure.

I couldn't help but let her fuck me in her mouth for a while longer.

However, it depends on her mood at the time! I can't always enjoy it like this.

Only when she's particularly aroused will she bother to lick me afterwards.

Xiaoxi used this trick to keep me tied down.

Even if I occasionally cheated on her, I would always end up back in her bed.

But then again, she often used this trick to give me another orgasm.

Like tonight.

On the other hand, my sister-in-law Xiaohong hadn't slept either.

Through the slightly ajar door, she secretly watched me and her second sister having sex, and she also saw Xiaoxi sucking on my erect penis.

She was masturbating outside the door, and she couldn't remember how many times she had climaxed.

Her pale yellow lace panties were already soaked with love juice, and she had taken them off and left them in the hallway.

Several times she wanted to push the door open and let her brother-in-law's huge penis fill her horribly thirsty and almost frantic lower body.

This is what Xiaohong told me the next day.

I slept until almost noon the next day.

Xiaoxi was no longer in the room.

I lay on the soft bed for a while before noticing what looked like a small note on the small coffee table beside the bed.

It was from Xiaoxi, saying she and her parents had gone to the shop early that morning and that I should have breakfast by myself.

At the bottom of the note was written "love, wife."

There was also a heart drawn next to it.

Women seem so easy to coax.

I stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, then stretched and got out of bed.

The warm sunlight illuminated the entire room, and the decadent atmosphere of last night seemed to have vanished like a dream.

Hmm, except for the bathroom at the end of the corridor... There were two more sets of underwear in the laundry basket in the bathroom.

One set, needless to say, was what my wife Xiaoxi had changed out of after a night of passion.

The other set, underneath, was clearly my sister-in-law Xiaohong's just by looking at the size.

Xiaohong has a fuller bust, a D cup or larger.

Xiaoxi is a large C cup.

Both women have curvaceous figures, but Xiaohong's is hotter, more alluring, and she dares to show off her hot body more through her clothing.

Both sets of underwear still have a lot of wet bodily fluid stains.

I'm used to seeing women's underwear casually placed.

Generally speaking, by "D cup or larger," I mean that from an external perspective, her breasts are significantly larger than my wife's C cup, whether viewed from the front, side, or from above, they are quite magnificent and well-endowed.

Of course, I've also been fooled by padding or magic bras over the years.

However, I believe that if it were any of you, you would not have any doubts about the size of my sister-in-law's breasts.

Because she often doesn't wear a bra after taking a shower, only a loose white t-shirt and shorts on her body, and she sways her huge breasts in front of us (except when her parents are also present).

Her nipples were almost bursting through her clothes, and the shape of her breasts was practically spilling out.

To be honest, I've seen my sister-in-law's breasts completely a long time ago! Whenever she lazily lounges on the sofa watching TV, or does anything like raising her arm or bending over, her fair, tender breasts and luscious light cherry-pink nipples are always on full display for my eyes! Such obvious exposure—doesn't she realize it? Frankly, besides her naturally generous and easygoing personality, perhaps it's because—she doesn't really care if her brother-in-law sees her? Every time Xiaoxi and I are naked in bed doing the most unspeakable things, it's clearly visible to her.

Compared to that, what's there for her to be ashamed of dressed like that? Perhaps spurred on by our actions, and driven by a touch of jealousy and comparison, she wanted to subtly flaunt her youthful and beautiful figure, proving she was just as good as her second sister! If given the chance, I'd love to see my sister-in-law's naked body, especially her vulva.

I've heard that female college students these days are very sexually open; Xiaohong has a boyfriend, so she must have plenty of experience, right? But regardless, a female college student's vulva should be brighter, firmer, and more youthful than a married woman's.

And the feeling of holding those super D-cup breasts, so heavy and elastic, is also something to look forward to! As I passed her open bedroom door after leaving the bathroom, I paused briefly.

Xiaohong seemed to still be fast asleep.

I went downstairs to the kitchen to make coffee.

***My father-in-law runs a food wholesale business in Fengyuan.

He continuously invests the profits from the food business in real estate in Taichung City, thus accumulating considerable assets.

They currently live in a three-story detached villa in the suburbs of Fengyuan, with a land area exceeding 100 ping (approximately 33 square meters).

The spacious front yard can park four Mercedes-Benz cars simultaneously.

The backyard features a small garden with flowers, plants, and several maple trees.

The total floor area of the three-story house should exceed 200 ping (approximately 133 square meters).

There are six bedrooms, a large storage room, four bathrooms, and two living rooms (one large and one small) on the first and second floors respectively.

The kitchen is also located on the first floor.

The elderly couple's bedroom is on the second floor.

Xiaoxi and Xiaohong both sleep on the third floor.

The furniture and furnishings in the house weren't extravagant.

It was just that there were quite a lot of things, making it seem a bit cluttered.

That's understandable.

Just the personal belongings of the two elderly people and their five sisters could easily fill a typical 40-square-meter apartment. Sitting at the sun-drenched kitchen table, sipping freshly brewed coffee, I couldn't help but imagine the sight of the bathroom filled with all sorts of bras and underwear if the five sisters lived together.

Then, images of the five sisters naked in the bathroom showering, washing their hair, grooming themselves in front of the mirror, playfully teasing each other, and touching and comparing their figures flashed before my eyes.

Then let's add my eldest sister, my third sister's husband, myself, and Xiaohong's boyfriend to the mix—a group of us engaging in fondling and promiscuous acts with other people's partners in the bathroom! Who would I choose to rape first? Hmm… it should be my third sister, Xiaohui, right? Of all the sisters, she's the most understanding. From her words and actions, you can tell she cares for me, her brother-in-law, and is also a virtuous wife and loving mother. She

always has a smile on her face whenever we meet.

Her figure is also amazing; her breasts are between Xiaohong's and Xiaoxi's, easily engulfed in one hand.

The shapely buttocks and the lines of her pantyhose beneath her tight cotton trousers are beautifully alluring.

Even when she wore shorts or a tight skirt, her thighs and calves remained firm and shapely.

From her subtly alluring eyes to her meticulously groomed toes, she exuded the mature charm unique to a thirty-year-old married woman.

To rape her behind her husband's back, a professor, had always been my dream, let alone stripping her naked in front of him, letting me taste every inch of his woman's sensitive skin, and then letting his wife's tender, juicy genitals and full lips satisfy my lust.

Imagining her moaning softly, responding to my thrusting and churning inside her, her pitiful eyes pleading for his help, I couldn't help but get a strong erection.

To calm myself down, I forced myself to stand up, poured out the now-cold coffee, poured myself a fresh cup, and ordered a Mild Seven.

Just then, my sister-in-law, Xiaohong, came downstairs.

I happened to be standing by the refrigerator at the bottom of the stairs, and when I looked up, I saw that she was wearing a loose t-shirt that barely reached her knees, and nothing on her lower body, her two jade-like legs almost reaching her thighs.

Damn it! My little brother, which had just managed to calm down a bit, immediately became erect again! "Good morning,"

I smiled awkwardly at her, subconsciously trying to cover it with the mug in my hand.

But it was obviously just an attempt to hide it.

As she walked downstairs, she glanced in my direction, scratched her slightly messy long hair, and yawned, saying, "Good morning, brother-in-law.

Where's everyone else? Did they all go out?"

Then she casually brushed past me and opened the refrigerator next to me.

As she bent down slightly, considering what to take, I noticed—wow!—that she wasn't wearing anything under her t-shirt except for a thin pair of underwear.

Peeking through the neckline of her t-shirt, I could see her two large, round breasts hanging down her chest, bouncing and trembling with her movements.

Whether intentionally or not, she hesitated for a while before finally picking up a carton of milk, opening the seal, and gulping down a few mouthfuls.

"Drinking something cold right after waking up isn't good for your health!"

I tried to change the subject.

She squinted, a half-smile on her face, and said, "So peeking at women's breasts right after waking up is good for your health, right?"

I gave an awkward, dry laugh.

"You're practically tempting

me to commit a crime dressed like that!" She took a step closer, her nipples almost touching my chest, her large, watery eyes staring straight into mine for a long while.

"...Does brother-in-law want to commit a crime?... "

A wave of the scent of a woman just awakened waking up assaulted my nostrils.

"Haha..."

Even so, my pants were about to burst, and the pain made me almost unable to stand.

"Coffee, is it good?"

"No!"

"Can I have a sip?"

"No.

There's more over there, pour yourself."

"I want yours."

"Drink what of mine?"

"Your coffee! You don't expect me to drink your semen, do you?"

"I won't give you my semen either."

"Ugh~~ I want it anyway~~~~"

"I want what? My coffee? Or my semen?"

"You're so mean! I'll punch you! You and my second sister play like this!"

"That's right! You saw it too."

After saying that, we couldn't help but look at each other and burst out laughing.

I gave her the coffee cup.

She took the glass, took a small sip, and set it aside. Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a deep, long kiss.

As her soft, wet tongue slid into my mouth, I flinched slightly, and the cigarette fell to the floor.

Sunlight streamed in from the window, shimmering on her long, curled eyelashes.

Her lower abdomen rubbed against my crotch, and she whispered close to my earlobe,

"...If brother-in-law wants to commit a crime...isn't now the perfect time?"

"I...I'm your brother-in-law,"

I stammered, feeling a lack of conviction.

"A brother-in-law is a man too!" "

And a man like you wouldn't want to see his sister-in-law's body, would you?"

she said, deliberately coquettishly.

"...My body is at least ten years younger than my second sister's! My skin is fair and tender, my breasts are big and elastic, and my butt is perky.

This brother-in-law has already seen it, hasn't he?..."

She blinked, pressing her two plump breasts against me, her lips brushing against my cheek, breathing hot air.

"I'm also very good at sex! My moans are very beautiful.

Brother-in-law, do you want to try?"

She said, taking my hand and placing it on her breast.

"...Hey~~ feel it yourself, pinch it... You've wanted to do this for a long time, haven't you!..."

I swallowed hard.

"...Why me?..."

"Why? Is there another reason? Because I like, brother-in-law!"

She said seductively, gently biting my lower lip with her cherry lips.

After the sunlight fades and desire melts away, will her expression remain as gentle? "You know what? In my fantasies, my brother-in-law has already made love to me dozens of times... Last night... your big cock... I don't know how many times it penetrated me... My little sister is still wet and swollen... Oh, brother-in-law is so naughty... I... really want you to penetrate me..."

She said, while vigorously stroking my bulging crotch.

"Oh... really?"

I lifted her t-shirt from behind, wrapped one arm tightly around her waist, and slipped the other hand into her underwear from behind.

She whimpered and suddenly squeezed her legs together.

"But you're not wet down there!"

I said with a laugh, then used my middle finger to confirm even more deeply.

"Ah!! ~ Ugh~, you're so mean!... I... I was so wet just now! If my brother-in-law's big cock goes inside me, I'll definitely..."

I reached out and gently covered her mouth.

Her big, clear eyes stared at me.

Before she could react, I lifted her face with both hands and kissed her lips.

Her legs trembled again, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.

The pounding of her chest was especially clear in the quiet kitchen.

You can't feel the romance and tranquility of the universe with your eyes as much as you can feel it with your hands. Her breasts were truly exquisite.

On her grapefruit-shaped, white breasts, there were firm, moderately sized, light cherry-colored umbrella-shaped areolas and nipples.

The annoying sight of her nipples jiggling as I gently rocked her breasts up and down under my hands made anyone want to immediately suckle them or bite them hard with their lips.

The feeling of actually holding a breast, heavy and elastic, is more than ten times more pleasurable than just looking at it! It's probably only comparable to the pleasure of playing with the large breasts of a pregnant woman in her late stages of pregnancy or a young mother who is still breastfeeding! Xiaohong's breasts seemed to be squeezing white milk out of her nipples with my ten fingers.

I once slept with a young mother who sold insurance (wife P), who, in addition to wanting me to suckle her breast milk (she seemed to be addicted to it), also wanted me to ejaculate inside her without a condom.

If I got my sister-in-law pregnant, who knows how many more cup sizes her already enormous D-cup breasts would grow? I thought to myself, even during the time I couldn't penetrate her while she was pregnant, I'd still have her use those lustful big tits to give me oral sex and perform oral sex on me.

In fact, this thought had crossed my mind several times before.

However, the object of that thought was my third sister, Xiaohui.

Xiaohui's son is almost a year old.

I heard he's still breastfeeding.

From the few times I've seen her, her breasts seem to have remained at the size they were in during the early stages of breastfeeding.

Those breasts should still be able to produce a considerable amount of milk, right? I wonder if she also engaged in breast and oral sex with her husband during her pregnancy (or even anal sex? That would be too stimulating, wouldn't it?). Every time I look at her breasts and imagine her husband's penis between her full breasts or penetrating her delicate lips, I can't help but want to call a married woman to relieve my lust.

Infatuation is fleeting and unbearable; this spring night is wasted. Can you cover your body to share everything? I asked Xiaohong to sit on a dining chair with a backrest, take off her t-shirt and pink sheer panties, and spread her legs wide into an M shape.

She obediently complied.

She closed her eyes and used her long, painted fingernails to part her labia so I could see her vulva.

The moist, red flesh of her vulva, with its folds clearly visible.

Her labia were small and cute.

Her pubic hair wasn't too thick, and it was slightly curly. Youth is wonderful!

But those who can appreciate youthful flesh are even happier. I buried

my head between her legs, my hands constantly caressing the inside of her fair thighs . " Ah

... "It's so big, so hard, so hot..." she exhaled. I kissed her lips again, hooked one leg around hers, squatted slightly, and aimed my penis at her vulva with the other. With a sudden thrust of my hips, my entire thick, hard penis was easily enveloped by her innocent yet wanton labia, penetrating her warm, moist vagina to the hilt. Then, I gripped the sides of the chair with both hands, using the strength of my waist and the weight of my upper body to press down on her flesh. Must I wait until my youth has completely withered before I can have everything? I fucked her hard and fast, the base of my penis hitting her clitoris hard with every thrust. "Plop, plop, plop, plop..." "Ee...ee...ee...ee...ee..." she gasped, gripping the chair tightly. Oh my god! To my complete surprise, her moans sounded like those of a young high school girl. This inadvertently fueled my possessiveness.

A sister-in-law experiencing her first stirrings of love, a lively and generous college beauty, a little slut with a devilish figure and an innocent face—a beauty possessing all these qualities is moaning and groaning under your big cock. How many men encounter such an opportunity in their lifetime? I wouldn't have touched her before! Today, Xiaohong took the initiative to let my big cock penetrate her juicy little hole. If I don't thrust her until she feels like she's been with me forever, and if she doesn't make the taste of her brother-in-law's big cock unforgettable deep inside her body, how can I do justice to myself and other men with the same desires (brothers-in-law, seniors, juniors, teachers, and friends)? I saw that she was almost falling off the chair from being fucked by me, so I pulled out and made her turn around and lean on the dining table, supporting her upper body with her elbows, her pair of beautiful big breasts swaying in the air.

With one foot on the chair, her wet vulva opened wide, making it easy to insert my penis, which was covered in her love juice, from behind.

"...Xiaohong...you should have come sooner...huff...huff...I would have...fucked you sooner...huff

...huff..." "No...don't say that...Ee! Ee! Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law!...Ee!~~~Ee!~~~~Ah!

~ ...

"Xiaohong!...Xiaohong!...Brother-in-law, I'm fucking you!...Fucking your wet pussy!...Hoo...So beautiful!...Xiaohong's pussy is so beautiful!...Hoo...Let your brother-in-law fuck your pussy every day!...Okay?!...Xiaohong!"

"Ee!! ~~~ Ee!! ~~~... I'll fuck you! ... Ah! ~~~ So deep! ... So deep! ... Ah ah... Xiaohong wants to... Ah ~~~ fuck her brother-in-law every day... Cock! ... Ah! No

! No! No! No

! Oral

!! ~~ ... Finally, after my brother-in-law's huge cock bombarded my sister-in-law's poor little hole, he naturally brought her to heaven. Her private parts exploded. In the so-called fateful relationship and intertwined destiny of sister-in-law and brother-in-law, this was a must! Afterwards, we both lazily slumped in our chairs. I lit a Mild Seven and slowly exhaled white smoke towards the ceiling. The white smoke changed shapes as it slowly rose, disappearing in a moment, leaving only the unpleasant smell of secondhand smoke in the air. Even that will eventually disappear. Once lit by the red flames, the cigarette begins to burn away its body and memories little by little in the warm mouth. Isn't male sexual desire the same? I thought vaguely. The sunlight outside the window was dazzlingly bright. The maple trees in the backyard shimmered in the light. Some blurry image seemed to slowly awaken and take shape in a corner of my mind, but it gradually faded away after a while. I told Xiaohong about this thought about male sexual desire and cigarettes. She tilted her head and thought for a few seconds, then said, "I don't really understand. But I've heard that smoking affects a guy's sexual ability, is that true?" "Of course not," I said, looking at a non-existent point on the ceiling. "Even if I smoked ten packs a day, I could still fuck you to heaven every day." She chuckled. She stretched out her right foot and gently rubbed her smooth sole against my crotch. At the base of her swollen, youthful thighs, beautiful pubic hair and pubic hair peeked out from under her loose t-shirt with the movement of her foot. "Want to do it again?" she said. "Hmm... okay," I said. The phone suddenly rang. The restaurant's phone was right next to her. She answered it casually. "Hello?...Um...Um...Um, he's up too. ...Drinking coffee...Um...Um...Okay." She handed me the phone, grinning mischievously, "It's Second Sister, calling from the shop." "Hello?...Um...Um..." Xiao Xi said she was helping out at the shop and asked if I wanted to come over. "...Not really. I want to rest at home. Read some magazines, watch TV or something ..." Xiao Hong leaned over, unbuckled my belt, rubbed my limp penis a few times, and then took it into her mouth and started stroking it. After a couple of strokes, it got hard again. "...It's okay, it's okay. I'm fine...Um, I know...Um...Um..." Xiao Xi rambled on about things at the shop on the phone. I absentmindedly gave her casual replies. While Xiaohong was giving me oral sex, she was also stroking my testicles with her hands. My other hand wasn't idle either; I lifted her t-shirt and pinched one of her breasts, teasing her erect nipple. After a while, I pulled out my penis and gestured for her to give me a blowjob. "Mmm...mmm...that's good...mmm...mmm..." I said, gently thrusting my hips. Xiaohong frantically grabbed her breasts and squeezed them against my penis. She looked very ashamed. "Okay...okay...mmm...okay...mmm...I know...I'll tell her for you, you have to trouble her...she? She's eating my hot dog right now." "What!?" Xiaohong exclaimed in surprise. "No hot dogs for breakfast?... Let me see. Oh. Wrong, it's purple rice balls... Hmm, no problem. I don't think she'll mind. ...No, no. ...Hmm... Okay... Okay... I'll use my huge cock that fucked you last night to fuck your sister's pussy properly... Bye..." I said into the phone with a laugh. Xiaohong snatched the phone away to listen. Beep... Beep... Beep... "You're lying! You're lying! The call was disconnected a long time ago. Right?" She said, hitting my chest and blushing. I picked her up and kissed her forehead. "Aren't we going to have another round?" "Hmm... Can we go to my room?" *** Xiaohong's bed was soft and comfortable. There was a girlish scent in the room.

Cosmetics, trendy clothes, plush toys, movie and idol posters, rows of CDs, Chinese and English textbooks, a bedside stereo—she had everything a girl her age should have.

The items were plentiful, yet neat and clean.

We caressed each other's bodies on her bed.

Being invited to her bed by my sister-in-law, then holding her soft, naked body, smelling her faint hair fragrance, gave me a surreal feeling, as if time had turned back to when I was twenty. Back

then, I probably spent all my time thinking about how to sleep with a girl like my sister-in-law. "Brother-in-law…what are you thinking about?"

…"…Are you worried about us?…"

…"Worried? What do you mean?"

“…Don't worry.

I won't tell my second sister.”

She said readily.

"..."

"..."

"I'm not worried about that.

..."

"Then what are you worried about?"

"...I'm thinking...if I become too fond of you, that would be terrible."

"..."

She was unusually silent for a long time, unconsciously playing with my penis.

"Even if you're joking and lying to me, I'm still happy..."

"..."

I sighed inwardly.

"Of course I'm lying to you..."

"Really?"

She looked straight at me.

"Really.

...Uh...no, not really.

I mean, I really am lying to you."

"Ugh!"

She grabbed my crotch hard, and I almost jumped off the bed.

She was silent for a long time again, staring into my eyes as if trying to see right through me.

"I've noticed that you and Xiaolan are the same type of people.

You don't want others to know.

...And you both used to..."

She swallowed the words that were about to come out.

Xiaolan was her fourth sister.

"..."

"I'm sorry, I think I said something I shouldn't have..." "

Why are you apologizing?

I don't care what others say."

... "The past is the past, no one can change anything."

I said casually.

"Life is short.

When you should be happy, be happy.

That's enough..."

"...Hmm...that's true..."

She nodded thoughtfully.

Then her eyes returned to their usual lively state.

"...Brother-in-law, do you want to know a secret?"

She blinked, feigning mystery.

"A secret? What secret?"

"You have to swear you won't tell anyone."

"I swear, I won't tell anyone. Not

even the stray dogs on the street will know."

"Hehe... Go tell the stray dogs! I won't stop you.

...Now, close your eyes."

I did as she said, secretly praying she wouldn't take out a whip or any kind of torture device.

"You're not thinking of tying me up and whipping me or anything, are you!"

"Good girl.

You're so smart.

...I didn't say you couldn't open your eyes!..."

I heard her open the wardrobe, like the sound of a lock being opened, followed by a rustling sound.

I couldn't help but peek through a crack in my eyes.

She was almost finished putting on a black bunny girl outfit with her back to me! "Okay.

You can open your eyes now."

She climbed onto the bed, proudly showing off her outfit in front of me.

Her top was low-cut and high-slit.

She wore fluffy bunny ears, and distinctive black and white bow ties around her neck and on her wrists, along with white cufflinks with gold cufflinks.

The most shocking part was her black fishnet stockings, which were wide open at the genitals! Her pubic hair and pitiful vulva were completely exposed, seemingly shamelessly awaiting the insertion of a large penis! Wearing this bunny girl outfit that supposedly made men's penises 120 degrees hard, Xiaohong seemed to have transformed from an innocent college student by day into a hostess who served various men at night with her beautiful breasts and vulva.

I couldn't help but gasp.

"Do you like it?"

she asked with a smile.

"I love it, I love it.

You've become a completely different person! So sexy!"

I exclaimed, and my younger brother, who was looking up at me, honestly echoed my sentiments.

"Huh? Your boyfriend likes you wearing this when you're being intimate with him?"

"Boyfriend? You mean Xiaowei? Hehe... that silly guy doesn't have that kind of luck!..."

she said ambiguously.

I was a little surprised, but then I thought about it, and it wasn't surprising at all.

With Xiaohong's looks, it wasn't impossible for her to have more than one boyfriend.

"I have other clothes too.

Do you want to see them?"

I opened the large, lockable drawer at the bottom of the wardrobe, which was full of costumes that would be used for sex.

There were light blue sailor uniforms, white nurse outfits, flight attendant uniforms, two-piece racing girl outfits, maid aprons and headbands… and even an SM leather outfit.

I was so impressed I almost sneered.

“I just bought this bunny outfit last week… and today is the first time I’m actually wearing it!”

she said, wrapping her arms around my neck affectionately.

I knew her penis was itching again.

“Oh

…”

I kneaded her breasts while squatting down to lick her vulva.

“Even your brother-in-law hasn’t tried this yet…”

I almost dropped my jaw and hit my own penis when I heard that.

Of course, the above statement didn’t imply that my penis was very long.

Xiaohong’s brother-in-law, Zhenghong, is a dermatologist practicing in Taichung City.

I’ve been to their luxury apartment in the Taichung City redevelopment zone a couple of times.

In every respect, it can be considered a very tasteful apartment.

The interior is decorated mainly in cool colors, paired with understated but exquisitely high-quality imported furniture that clearly comes at a high price.

Prints by famous artists hang on the walls.

It is said that the eldest sister personally selected and arranged the apartment's decor and furnishings.

I tried to connect Zheng Hong's square face, with its gold-rimmed glasses and overly serious expression, with cross-dressing.

But it was hard to believe.

"You and Zheng...Zheng Hong are having an affair too?...When did it start?...?"

I stammered.

"Are you surprised?"

"Honestly, very surprised."

"...How should I put it?...My relationship with my brother-in-law is kind of a family-run arrangement!"

Xiao Hong said casually, as if it were something everyone did.

"Family-run arrangement?...Hey! You haven't slept with Jia Hui either, have you?"

I asked irritably.

(Family-run arrangement...does that include me?) Jia Hui is Xiao Hui's husband, Xiao Hong's third sister's husband.

As mentioned earlier, he teaches at a university.

(My biggest dream is to sleep with his wife, Xiaohui, in front of him.

) Xiaohong blinked her long, curved eyelashes.

I was speechless for a moment.

Such a complicated relationship would be exhausting to think about seriously.

So I simply lay on the bed, not thinking about anything, not judging anything, and started habitually looking at the ceiling.

The ceiling was covered with off-white checkered wallpaper, nothing particularly eye-catching or flawed.

It was the kind of ordinary scene you see everywhere.

That's why I like looking at the ceiling.

You can understand a ceiling without any special thinking.

There are no life-related questions involved.

It's even simpler than deciding which bento to buy at the convenience store.

Who your sister-in-law sleeps with is her own business.

Even if she were to sleep with an African elephant, that's none of your business.

"My brother-in-law meets me regularly at the beginning, middle, and end of each month, and he always wants me to... at a hotel or motel in the suburbs... Jia Hui... My third brother-in-law is less consistent... sometimes three or four times a month, sometimes one or two... When did it start?... Uh... I don't quite remember... It should be, almost two years, right?..."

"My brother-in-law is really funny! Don't let his usual appearance fool you... he buys me weird clothes to wear... he says it makes sex more exciting... You wouldn't believe it, would you? Such a respectable-looking man... Hehe... I'll let you in on a secret! My brother-in-law seems to really like SM."

…But I hate doing that! …So I tried it once and then stopped, but he wouldn't give up and kept urging me on! …I can't help it, I just can't accept it…it's a bit perverted…I wonder if my older sister is treated like that at home too…If so, that's so pitiful…”

She paused, tilting her head as if thinking quite seriously.

“…But my brother-in-law is quite generous to me! He always gives me bags, clothes, jewelry, and things like that afterward…and of course, money…”

“My second brother-in-law doesn't give as much, but he's a good person…he's very gentle during sex and treats me very well in private…it's just a pity about his skills in bed…hmm? It's really a headache, why do I always seem unable to refuse men older than me?…”

She continued talking non-stop.

Most of the time, I just listened quietly, occasionally offering a few indifferent comments like "Oh,"

"Yeah?" or

"That's fucking awesome!" Perhaps she noticed my silence, or maybe it was my brother's sudden softening, or both; anyway, she suddenly stopped. "What's wrong with you?...Why are you suddenly silent?...Are you angry?...Or are you jealous?" She looked into my eyes, as if doing so would provide a simple and direct answer. "I'm being terrible, aren't I?... " "...I just didn't want to hide it from you and make you suddenly find out later..." "Do you hate me?" "...What are you talking about? I have no right to say whether it's terrible or not. ...I'm not angry. And I'm not really jealous of anyone. ...Besides...I don't hate you either..." I sighed. "...However, Xiaohong...I would never want to buy your body with money...Although I'm beyond redemption, I wouldn't want to ruin you like this..." Saying this went against my brother's will (he not only has his own will, but often goes against mine), and it was somewhat insincere. However, I was also happy to say it. This time, my rationality finally prevailed temporarily. "Brother-in-law!...Actually, I'm not short of money. ...I never thought of asking you for money..." She gently stroked my brother, her tone suddenly softening. "To be honest, it was just a game with them, I was never really serious...I can end things with them right away..." " ..." "..." "Can I ask you a stupid question?" "What stupid question?" "Do you have an Oedipus complex?" "Oedipus complex?...Oedipus my foot! You're the one with an Oedipus complex!!" she said, laughing and annoyed. "Hey!...So...is it that your boyfriend can't satisfy you, and Zheng Hong and Jia Hui just happen to have a naturally large penis like me?" "Hahaha...really! You men are all the same! All you do is compare this and that. Whose penis is bigger, who can last the longest...it's so boring!...Women want feelings!...Deciding who you like or dislike based on feelings, not whose penis is bigger...but..." "But what?" "But...ugh! I hate it! I'm not telling you!..." "Hehe... If you're too shy to say it, I'll say it for you. But among all these guys, my second brother-in-law's big cock feels the best, the most enjoyable to fuck. Right?" I chuckled, touching her exposed vulva with my finger. "Hmph! You're so vain! Who wants your big cock!" She slapped my hand away, turning her back to me. "Fine, if you don't want it, then I won't fuck you anymore." "It dares!... You dare!" She cooed, then suddenly turned around and gripped my penis tightly. Then she loosened her grip, bringing her cherry lips to kiss the glans. "...If...if I could hold it like this forever, I wonder if that would be called happiness?... "

She seemed to be talking to herself, speaking to my penis.

Okay! I have to admit, even though I could vaguely sense that she sometimes had a rather innocent side, it was completely unexpected for words like "forever" and "happiness" to come out of her mouth while she was sucking on my penis.

I suddenly remembered that Xiaofeng, probably around her age, had said something similar, saying that for her, "forever is something that happens in an instant."

At the time, I didn't understand the true meaning of that sentence, nor could I understand it.

To be honest, no matter how grand the words were, everything I did, all the sweet talk I uttered, no matter how roundabout the approach, ultimately boiled down to just thinking about how to sleep with her.

Later, for a while, I wandered around aimlessly every night, desperately having sex with every woman willing to sleep with me, even to the point of excruciating pain in my penis, and still wouldn't stop.

Finally, one night, a girl slapped me in bed and yelled, "You're crazy! You've torn the skin inside! If you want to have sex, go home and do it to the walls!"

Only then did I realize.

What she meant by "forever" didn't really refer to a lifetime until the end of time, but rather to a fleeting realization that regardless of whether you continue to love this person in the future, you will never forget this person, this face at that moment.

...So, I shamefully spread her thighs, clad in black fishnet stockings, wide into a large "M" shape, and began to slowly and deeply insert my hot, hard cock into her slightly parted, protruding vulva, again and again.

The so-called forever is something that happens in an instant... *plop*... The so-called forever is something that happens in an instant... *hmm*... The so-called forever is an instant... Ahhh... The so-called forever is... Ahhhhhhh... "What are you doing?!"

With a sudden, thunderous shout, Xiaohong and I turned simultaneously towards the source of the somewhat familiar voice—the room door.

There stood my eldest sister, Xiaohua, a limp, incredulous expression on her face.

Caught red-handed, my first thought was—how to explain why her younger sister, Xiaohong, was wearing a revealing bunny girl outfit; why I, her brother-in-law, was naked in her bed; and finally, and most importantly—why my huge penis was inexplicably inside her.

While my mind was still struggling with this rather thorny problem, my penis, oblivious to the predicament, continued its piston-like motion.

(Hey bro! Why are you racking your brains? The answer is right in front of you! Your little brother likes your sister-in-law's sister, and she likes me too, so it's only natural that we'd end up together. Just

tell me the truth, bro!) My big-dicked little brother seemed to be saying this to me.

Xiaohong stood there, mouth agape, stunned. I guess she was too surprised to know how to react. When she came to her senses, she suddenly pushed me away with a whoosh, quickly pulled the blanket over herself, leaving only her small head, a pair of innocent-looking, watery eyes, and a pair of long rabbit ears showing.

I coughed and pretended to scratch my head, secretly pointing to the top of my head with my finger to hint to her.

She understood, awkwardly forcing a smile, and slowly removed the rabbit ears, tucking them into the blankets.

I thought, even a stray dog passing by would know what we were doing.

Usually, in situations like this, either I'm raping her, or she's raping me, or we're having an affair.

Judging from the current situation, the first two options seem unlikely.

So, it's reasonable to deduce why my penis is inserted into Xiaohong's vagina.

(The above is the author's possible reasoning process for a virtual stray dog.) "What's going on?"

the older sister asked again, feigning ignorance.

Her tone was slightly gentler, but more suspicious.

I looked at Xiaohong.

She was looking to me for help with pitiful eyes.

I sighed inwardly.

Damn, I wasn't the only one enjoying it.

It seems like cheating is always the man's responsibility.

Oh well, it's better to tell the truth at times like this.

Isn't there a saying that honesty is the best

policy? Since we're going to go for the best, honesty is the best strategy.

"Um... here's how it is... This morning, um, the weather was nice... I got up and went downstairs to the restaurant for coffee... I was smoking and thinking about some things... Then Xiaohong came downstairs, opened the refrigerator and drank some milk... During this time, I secretly looked at her breasts, and my penis got hard again... Then, not long after, somehow, my little brother was inside her little sister... Um, that's roughly it..."

I omitted the part about sexual fantasies because Xiaohua was also involved in them.

Even if I remove that part, I don't think it will affect the integrity of the story! Besides, I don't want to anger her and make her mistakenly think I'm a fetishist or a sexual pervert or something.

Xiaohua looked at me, then at Xiaohong.

The latter's head was lowered, her rosy cheeks blushing like ripe apples.

Xiaohua looked at me again.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Sigh..."

Xiaohua seemed to give up and broke the silence first. "You still have the mood to joke at a time like this... When will you be able to be a little serious? Richard..." "

...Brother-in-law is telling the truth.

I don't know how I got penetrated by him."

Xiaohong raised her head and repeated my words innocently.

"...Brother-in-law...you still remember he's your brother-in-law?

...You...you...you've gone too far this time!"

Xiaohua said sternly.

Xiaohong mischievously stuck out her tongue, hiding most of her face behind the blanket, revealing a pair of mischievous eyes that kept glancing at me.

"Aren't you going to put your clothes on?"

I then realized I was still completely naked.

My big penis was sticking straight up in mid-air.

Xiaohua's gaze seemed to intentionally or unintentionally drift towards my lower body.

I deliberately took my time looking for clothes.

After finally finding all my clothes, I put them on.

Xiaohua took a deep breath and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Richard... come downstairs with me first.

I... have something to tell you..."

She paused, then said to Xiaohong, "I'll settle the score with you later."

I obediently followed her downstairs.

Apart from the fourth sister, Xiaolan, Xiaohua was considered one of the slimmer sisters in her family.

However, compared to Xiaolan's bony beauty, Xiaohua was just the right amount of thin.

She had plenty of curves in the right places, such as her breasts and hips.

Although she was nearly 36 years old, perhaps because she had never had children and because she swam regularly, she still maintained a very slender figure.

Xiaohua wore a pearl-colored, wide-necked silk blouse today, the top two buttons undone, revealing her bare breasts and cleavage.

A delicate necklace adorned her slender neck,

with a heart-shaped diamond of about one carat resting precisely on her cleavage.

From the back, the clasp of her bra was visible beneath the blouse;

it appeared to be an apple-green, half-cup bra with thin straps.

She wore a chestnut-colored pencil skirt that tautly accentuated her pear-shaped hips,

the outline of her panties faintly visible.

The cleft of her buttocks exuded an alluring, almost sinful, sensuality,

like a ripe fruit about to fall, waiting for you to reach out and catch it from below.

Her graceful figure descending the stairs was absolutely mesmerizing.

Her upper body was naturally upright, her chest lifted.

A slight sway of her slender waist caused her hips to sway gently.

Her long legs were clad in soft indoor slippers.

She stepped up the stairs at a leisurely pace.

Tap, tap, tap, tap—each step seemed like a beautiful musical note.

Every movement was so elegant and sensual, yet also possessed an indescribable intellectual beauty.

The Creator must have gently kissed her waist and hips; otherwise, how could such a captivating figure have been created? I followed closely behind her, keeping pace with her.

Like two perfectly in sync dancing the tango.

Even if I looked at that figure for a lifetime, I probably wouldn't tire of it. I imagine that to achieve that level of beauty, her abdomen, waist, vagina, and anus must have undergone rigorous training. This must be a very blissful experience for the men who make love to her.

*** Xiaohua said it wasn't convenient to talk at home, so we got into her gleaming white Lexus two-door manual electric convertible.

The car drove up the mountain.

She skillfully steered along the winding mountain road, shifting gears and accelerating with practiced ease.

The roof remained closed.

Beautiful classical music played inside.

A cool breeze from the trees blew in through the rolled-down window, gently brushing her hair back. Her

lightly made-up face revealed no obvious emotion.

Beneath her meticulously groomed, thin eyebrows, her straight, prominent nose resembled that of an unattainable classical sculpture. Her

lips, painted a pale peach pink, remained slightly pursed.

With each movement of her hands, glimpses of her half-exposed white breasts and the lace trim of her apple-green bra emerged.

Bathed in sunlight, the beautiful shape of her breasts could no longer be concealed.

I couldn't help but glance at her again.

The older sister seemed to notice my gaze lingering on her.

"Are my breasts pretty?" she asked

, her eyes still fixed on the mountain road ahead, a half-smile playing on her lips.

"...Yes.

Very beautiful...very beautiful..."

I said, looking at her long, slender fingers gripping the steering wheel.

"Oh?...How beautiful?"

A smile, devoid of any particular meaning, played on her lips.

"Hmm...so beautiful...if a big truck were coming right in front of me, I wouldn't want to look away!..."

She turned her head and looked at me in surprise.

Just for a few seconds.

Then her expression changed to a complex one.

"Are you just flattering me? Or are you telling the truth?"

"...Flattery?...Or the truth?...Maybe both...who can figure it out so clearly?..."

I muttered to myself.

"...Why don't you try it? Find a big truck and drive it towards it.

You and I will soon find out how much of what I said was true

..."

I said jokingly, taking a cigarette out of my pocket.

Her nipple seemed to tremble silently. Her

rounded thighs under her tight skirt tightened slightly.

"..."

"...

" "...Sigh..."

She sighed softly.

"...What am I supposed to do with you, Richard?...No wonder...no wonder that little girl Xiaohong would fall for you..."

"..."

"...Even I can be so easily aroused by you...let alone Xiaohong..."

She sighed again.

If you got a little closer to her body, you could smell a faint, elegant foundation scent.

That fragrance gently stirred my thoughts from time to time.

Surprisingly, there weren't many cars on the road.

The sound of the Lexus's tires as it drove lightly on the mountain road was exceptionally clear.

We maintained a silence for about ten minutes.

As if letting that sound take us wherever it wanted to take us.

"Can I smoke in the car?"

As far as I knew, my older sister didn't smoke.

"Sure.

Please go ahead,"

she replied simply.

She reached for the ashtray in the car.

It was spotless, not a single cigarette butt inside.

I lit a Mild Seven, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled.

"Didn't you have something to tell me?"

I asked.

"..."

She didn't answer.

From her deeply furrowed brow, I guessed her thoughts were probably still a jumbled mess.

Like a tangled ball of yarn, not knowing where to begin! I waited silently for her to speak, the cigarette in my hand already a third burned down.

I smoked, watching the rows of trees receding in the rearview mirror.

In the distance, amidst the green mountains, a pale brown hue could be seen.

The maple leaves in the mountains were almost turning color.

A sense of melancholy crept into my heart.

"Do you listen to classical music?"

she suddenly asked, a question completely unrelated to what I had expected.

"Classical music?...You mean the music playing now?"

"Yes.

Do you like it?"

"Classical music...I don't listen to it very often.

I can't say I like it or dislike it.

...I don't really listen to music much.

Even when I'm driving.

If someone plays some music, I'll listen to a little bit too.

...What's this?"

"Bach.

Yo-Yo Ma's Baroque anthology."

"Oh...Yo-Yo Ma...I think I've heard of him..."

I listened carefully to a section.

It was a sweet, sexy, and slightly melancholic performance.

The melody seemed quite familiar.

I searched my memory.

It seemed like I'd heard it somewhere before.

"What do you think?"

"..."

"A beautiful piece, isn't it?"

"...Yeah...very beautiful...so beautiful it makes me want to poop...if I listen any longer, I might really have to pull over and find a restroom."

I forced a smile and threw the nearly finished cigarette butt out of the car.

It drew a beautiful arc in the air briefly before falling to the ground and disappearing from the rearview mirror. "...Is that so?..."

she said calmly.

"..."

I vaguely sensed something amiss in her tone.

"...Don't you remember? A year ago, when you first visited our new home in Taichung, I played this CD for you..."

"Really?...How rude of me.

I have absolutely no recollection of what happened a year ago."

I rubbed my eyes and sniffed impatiently.

"...You were acting a bit strange that day... One moment you were laughing and joking... the next moment, when I put on this CD, you seemed to lose your mind, talking incoherently, and then you just stopped talking altogether..." "

..."

"Don't say I thought it was strange... even Xiaoxi thought you were acting very strange that day... I thought about it later, and it was probably because of this CD!..." "

At first, I was a little resentful... why did you lose your composure over this? It made me, the host, not know what to do... the scene was indeed very awkward..." "

...Later, as I slowly began to understand what happened to you... I actually felt that your loss of composure that day was a sweet thing..."

"...Sweet?..."

I asked in surprise.

"...Yes.

Isn't it?..."

She turned to look at me directly.

There was something in her eyes that I'd never seen before, a kind of passion I'd never seen before.

"...Hmm...Now that you mention it, I vaguely remember...

Yes, I was acting strange that day, but it had absolutely nothing to do with this Yo-Yo Ma thing...Anyway, it's all because I drank too much of Zheng Hong's treasured red wine that day...and then I got a terrible bout of diarrhea when I got home.

Damn, it made my ass hurt."

I said with a forced smile, "...Sorry, I said something inappropriate."

She remained silent.

I lit another cigarette with my lighter.

I exhaled forcefully out the window.

"...Suppose...I mean, just suppose...if I did have some reaction to something that happened that day...it was just because of the alcohol...I don't remember anything after I sobered up."

I scratched my head and flicked the ash out the car window.

“Music can’t lie…others might not be able to tell…but I don’t think I’d misjudge you.”

She shook her head slightly.

“Oh?…”

“…The first time I saw you…that was a long, long time ago…when you and Xiaoxi were still in school.

I went to see Xiaoxi…you were so young then…not a couple yet, right?…”

She tilted her head slightly, and suddenly sighed softly, “My God…I was so young back then…I can’t believe how fast time flies…”

“…Xiaoxi introduced you to me.

We even had dinner together…and Xiaofeng too, right?…”

She scratched the corner of her eye with her artfully manicured nails.

"..."

"Hmm... You left a very, very deep impression on me back then... This boy... Although he seems easygoing, playful, and loves to joke around... But he must be very delicate and sensitive in private!... From the subtle differences in your thoughtfulness towards the two girls... I am a woman too, and I have watched Xiaoxi grow up since she was little... I can't not see it..."

She forced a smile, with a certain suppressed emotion at the corner of her mouth.

"I was thinking back then, if I were a few years younger, maybe I would have fallen in love with this boy like Xiaoxi did! Hehe..."

"Oh?...No wonder...No wonder...I also thought back then, if I were a few years older, I would definitely have mustered the courage to pursue you...Turns out we were already on the same wavelength...Haha...Luckily, it's not too late to realize it now...Why don't we..."

She suddenly swerved the steering wheel sharply to the left, without even stepping on the brakes, barely managing to make a 180-degree turn at nearly 60 kilometers per hour.

Extremely dangerous driving; it would have been quite a quick way to commit suicide.

"Enough! Enough!! Enough!!!"

she suddenly roared, unable to contain herself.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Her fingers began to tremble with excitement.

Even I was startled.

She sobbed softly for a good ten minutes.

Maybe even longer! "...My heart aches so much...watching you continue to debase yourself...I so want to see...you still the lovable young person I first met...not become like Zheng Hong now..."

she said, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You love to play! You love to play! I'll let you play! Let you play to your heart's content! Please, let Xiao Hong go! I beg you! I'm someone who doesn't care about anything anymore! She's still a child, don't ruin her too!"

I stared blankly ahead.

Although it was broad daylight, I felt a darkness, like night, seeping into my skin, bit by bit.

In the fleeting moments of excitement and sorrow we once intimately shared, Yo-Yo Ma's CD player continues its endless, bittersweet Bach melodies… Have you ever had this experience?

Walking down the street, waiting in a hotel lobby, or sipping coffee at a Starbucks facing the street, a beautiful woman walks towards you.

She might be carrying an expensive handbag in one hand and a brand-new paper bag in the other, printed with the name of a well-known luxury brand.

You like her clothes, her appearance, and her figure (oh, this is of course the most important part, worthy of being underlined in red and marked with a highlighter).

Well, rather than just liking, it's more like she's far beyond your standards.

She's the goddess who could only exist in your dreams.

Her high heels clicked crisply on the ground.

She approached you unhurriedly.

You understand, of course, that she wasn't walking straight towards you, the most handsome guy in the universe with the biggest dick, but you wished she could get a little closer.

That way, you might catch a whiff of her lingering perfume or makeup in the air.

In those few seconds, you'd already, with a slightly naive glimpse, been admiring her pretty face and alluring figure.

If you were lucky, maybe she'd even offer you a glimpse of her soft, white breasts and cleavage.

As for a charming smile… usually, when we're walking down the street, we unconsciously put on a serious face, pretending to be deep in thought or busy on our phones.

It's as if this is the fixed expression that every passerby in a metropolitan scene must wear.

Okay, let's get back to the point.

A charming smile that warms your heart like meeting an old friend.

You'll be overjoyed.

(Yay! Hooray! She doesn't mind me walking past her as a passerby!) Even if that smile isn't specifically for you, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, being a random passerby, you've already gotten a huge advantage.

She walks past.

Without stopping for you.

Your heart is still on her.

She's probably on her way to another appointment.

That man—you naturally assume he must be a man, because you are a man yourself, and you only get jealous of men, and you absolutely must find someone to be jealous of right now—you've never seen him, yet for him, that hateful stinky dick, you're slightly hurting your confidence or self-esteem.

(This is totally, completely unnecessary, right, all you incredibly handsome guys with huge dicks in the universe? //^_^) Your jealousy and curiosity are aroused simultaneously.

She undoubtedly likes shopping.

Does she also like watching movies? What color bra and panties does she wear on dates? Are her breasts firm and bouncy? Does she moan when a man caresses her? (Duh!... But I can't help but write it down.

I'll still gloss over it a bit.

) How are her pubic hair and vagina? Is her vagina juicy? What positions do you prefer? What would it feel like to have your penis inside her moist lips? (If used as a lipstick ad, it might open up a market for male buyers!) Are you about to have sex with that man? (Right here in this hotel room??!!)... Wait, wait.

Perhaps the result of your unbearable itch is frantically calling your girlfriend, wife, sister-in-law, or a name in your phone book that you've slept with.

Before the desire has completely melted away.

However, most people would probably just politely look away, then continue walking, check their watch, or thoughtfully sip their coffee…

In that fleeting moment of unintentional encounter, they sigh and let the potential meeting slip by.

Then they turn back to what they consider a somewhat boring and helpless life.

But there will always be one or two, whom you initially thought were the end of it.

Unexpectedly, after some time, in some inexplicable situation, her face reappears.

Then there's a second time, a third time…

(Sadako, stop messing around!).

You start to worry, perhaps this isn't just an ordinary passerby? I don't know why I suddenly wrote the above passage.

Perhaps it was from the first time I met her that she gave me such a strong impression! And she probably didn't realize that during that brief meeting, I wasn't maintaining subtly different levels of tenderness between the two girls.

Rather, I naturally maintained a subtle tenderness between two plus one woman.

Okay! Okay! I admit I've always had feelings for her, and I really want to sleep with her.

That's not a bad thing, right? *** I didn't know how to comfort her, so I just let her pull the car over to the side of the road.

She buried her face in her hands and sobbed softly.

I reached out my left hand and gently smoothed her slightly messy hair at her temples with my fingers.

"Sweetie…don't cry…your makeup will be ruined if you cry anymore…"

She looked up, her eyes glistening with tears.

She looked so pitiful.

"Can you hug me?"

she whispered.

"Yes,"

I said.

I leaned in and hugged her.

I slowly and carefully kissed her forehead, her sideburns, her small earlobes, the tears in the corners of her eyes, her straight nose, her philtrum, the corners of her mouth, her chin, and finally her warm, moist lips.

She responded to the landing of my lips, tilting her head back slightly, like a sunflower facing the sun.

We kissed, embraced, and felt each other's bodies.

That intimate feeling was wonderful to think about.

My right hand slid down her neck, my fingertips gently tracing circles on her chest and breasts.

After a slight hesitation, I slipped my fingers inside her bra.

My kiss sealed her lips, and she could only manage a soft "Ooh..."

I gently kneaded her breasts and nipples. Her

small nipples hardened quickly under the teasing of my fingers.

Her breasts craved the caresses of my hands,

just as my penis craved her slender hands.

I pulled one of her hands to my bulging crotch.

She naturally began to stroke it. Her

breath on my lips and the low moans from deep within her throat naturally fueled my desire for more.

My hand quietly moved to the inside of her thigh, first gently caressing it with my palm, then slowly increasing the pressure, and trying to slip it under her skirt.

"No...someone will see..."

she gasped softly, clenching her thighs and trying to stop me from going any further.

Ignoring her resistance, I lowered my head and took her nipple completely into my mouth.

"Mmm..."

she groaned softly.

Her upper body involuntarily arched and twisted slightly.

My right hand continued to slip under her skirt.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Her breasts and nipples were completely defenseless against my sucking and licking; she could only hold my head tightly and pant softly, helplessly letting my hand gently scrape and knead the fabric of her panties above her mons pubis.

"Xiaohua...do you want my fingers to go inside?... "

I whispered in her ear as I rubbed the area above her wet cleft.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, rested her head on my shoulder, and shook her head weakly.

My fingers finally slipped inside her panties, touching her soft, warm vulva… Twelve years ago, when we first met, neither of us could have imagined that one day, in her stylish and expensive sports car in the mountains, she would let me caress her body for the first time! *** This small Japanese-style inn is nestled in a secluded corner of the valley, with a small stream flowing beside it.

The other two sides are surrounded by dense forest.

The unassuming entrance is beside a side road branching off from the main road.

The low stone wall outside is somewhat weathered, with green moss lying quietly in the cracks.

There is a small parking lot in front of the inn, with three sedans parked there.

The hotel itself wasn't new, but it wasn't very old either; it was hard to tell when it was built.

Time seemed to lose its meaning inside.

Several hotel staff members went about their tasks quietly.

The first floor housed a restaurant and a lounge.

The lounge contained several old sofas, low coffee tables, a bookshelf, and large glass ashtrays.

An old-fashioned green coin-operated telephone lay quietly and contentedly on a low cabinet, like a sleeping cat.

A narrow elevator stood beside the lounge.

Taking the elevator to the fifth floor, a poorly lit corridor stretched to the right. A

worn red carpet covered the floor;

high heels made only a dull thud underfoot.

Rooms lined both sides of the corridor.

The rooms were divided into standard rooms and Japanese-style rooms.

The Japanese-style rooms, upon entering, revealed a bathroom and a small living room.

The so-called living room was really just a low, square coffee table on the wooden floor with a simple flower arrangement and a few cushions scattered around – that was all.

However, there was a charming little balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

From there, you could watch the stream flow by or gaze at the distant mountains.

Next to the living room was the tatami bedroom,

about the size of eight tatami mats.

It had a low cabinet, a wardrobe, and a full-length mirror. There

was no partition between the bedroom and the living room.

This inn, incredibly, evoked feelings from a long time ago – probably when I was still in university – during a trip around the island with three or four close friends.

Perhaps I'd stayed in a similar hotel in some unfamiliar little town before! (Maybe I even called a woman to the room for sex...) Xiaohua seemed quite familiar with this place.

Why would she choose such an ordinary hotel? I thought that with her taste, she would choose a more upscale place.

Clearly, there was another side to her personality that I didn't know about.

I didn't ask her, nor did I intend to.

For me, being able to sleep with her was already a wonderful thing; I didn't care at all whether it was in a five-star hotel or a noisy hostel that only offered dormitories.

Besides, I didn't dislike this hotel.

In fact, my first impression of it even carried a nostalgic sense of intimacy.

***We laid a mattress on the tatami mat, took off each other's clothes, and lay down on it, our legs intertwined, passionately kissing.

Like animals in heat.

My thighs pressed against Xiaohua's mons pubis, rubbing and squeezing, making her gasp and gasp for breath, her tongue having to temporarily leave my mouth.

"Would you mind... having sex with a woman older than you?"

Her voice trembled slightly.

"Would you mind having sex with a man who likes SM and anal sex?"

"What?"

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes as she said shyly, "...But...I'm not ready...How about another day?...If you like..."

"Silly girl.

I was just kidding."

I smiled and said, "I don't mind having sex with you at all...I should say, it feels like a dream come true."

"Really?"

"Of course it is."

I said.

I rolled over on top of her, cupping her soft breasts in my hands, my tongue swirling and licking her two swollen nipples, looking at her and saying, "Do you like me licking your nipples?"

She moaned, "...Yes..."

"Can you take them all in? Breasts too?"

She nodded with difficulty, her starry eyes slightly closed.

"

Ah

...

I wonder what his expression and reaction would be if he saw his wife's fair breasts and buttocks being played with like this by me, his younger brother who is six years younger than her.

(I'm telling you, Brother Zheng Hong, if you really want to get closer to me, instead of sharing your fine wine with me, offering up your wife's fair body like this would be more effective!) "Zheng Hong... he..."

I blurted out.

"He... hasn't touched me in a long time... um... um..."

she said without opening her eyes.

"Why?"

My mouth was still buried in her chest, and I could only ask vaguely.

"He probably has other women outside..."

she sighed softly, opening her eyes slightly.

"...He has other women... are you talking about me too?"

"...Aren't you?"

she said slowly, stroking my shiny black hair.

"I think you misunderstood, I don't have other women outside."

She smiled without answering.

I wanted to explain the difference between emotional infidelity and physical infidelity,

but I quickly gave up.

That would undoubtedly turn into an extremely long and boring conversation. It

would be more practical to use that time for sex.

"I'm not asking anything of you, Richard.

You don't need to rush,"

she said, kissing my lips.

"How about you become my mistress?"

I joked.

She thought for a moment and said, "...Um...I like you...but I think you know I don't want to steal my sister's husband."

"Oh?..."

"...Look, I not only have a huge penis, but I'm also incredibly skilled in bed.

Don't you want to seriously consider it?"

I placed my large penis in her hand.

She held my penis, giggling, and said, "That's quite an attractive offer."

"But I'm Xiaoxi's older sister.

I don't want to hurt her..."

"Then... if you can't be my woman, then be my one-night stand.

Is that alright?"

I said, pulling her into my arms from behind and kneading her breasts.

She tilted her head, pretending to think about it.

"That's something I can consider."

"Hmm.

Take your time to think it over! While you're thinking, you won't object to me continuing what I was doing, right?"

My hand moved down from her buttocks, teasing her vulva.

The intense stimulation made her let out an "Ahhh!" and involuntarily arch her body. I held her breasts even tighter with my other hand, and my teasing fingers transformed into a freely bending penis, slowly entering and exiting her already overflowing vagina. "Ah ... As she involuntarily grasped my swollen penis and began to stroke it up and down, I saw that the time was right. I withdrew my wet fingers and inserted my enormous penis into her tender vagina from behind . "Ah! ~~ ... Once my penis was fully inserted into her body, the massive glans and the slight trembling of its tendons reached her cervix. As I had expected, her vagina was very tight, gripping my penis firmly. I could feel her lower body trembling and contracting intensely. With every cell and nerve in my body, I carefully savored the subtle changes in her beautiful body and emotions. Her fair, intellectually beautiful buttocks, under the lewd violation of my penis, involuntarily began to sway slightly, unconsciously revealing their sensual function… Was that elegant temperament and intellectual beauty merely an aphrodisiac, naturally evolved by the body to achieve greater pleasure? And is male impulse ultimately just a tool unconsciously used? (Like the feeling one gets watching the TV series "Sex and the City." ) Who is really manipulating whose body and soul? ...Of course, I wasn't pondering such complex questions while inserting my penis into my older sister's vagina. It was just that a vague idea suddenly surfaced. And without exception, before I could clearly discern its form, I was overwhelmed by the surging pleasure in my genitals. All I could do was rise and fall with the waves, forcefully ejaculating, right? "Your body is completely possessed by me, isn't it, older sister?..." I whispered in her ear, lowering my head to suckle her ever-rising, firm breasts. Her light brown nipples and areolas, glistening with my saliva, shimmered wetly in the sunlight. She closed her eyes tightly, shaking her head in pain. Her fingernails, gripping my hand, almost dug into my flesh. "You said you wanted to use your own body to replace Xiaohong's..." I began to gently thrust my massive member, slowly penetrating her wet, tender vagina. While calmly and steadily entering and exiting her delicate opening, I deliberately used lewd words to stimulate her. "From now on... your body belongs to me... Xiaohua..." "Mmm... mmm... mmm... mmm... no... don't..." she let out a muffled moan, weakly resisting the intense pleasure in her lower body and the sadistic teasing in my mouth. "No?...Really no?... " I lifted one of her pink legs and thrust hard into her clitoris a few times. "Ahhh..." Her nipples trembled in my hands, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, but with no leverage. Destroying a woman's pride—essential for experiencing the beauty of unreserved sex—isn't actually that difficult, especially in bed. Make her crave your caresses, so that the mere thought of your penetration makes her wet; praise her body as if you truly love her; whisper to her how much you want to possess her; finally, use your enormous penis to prove to her how insignificant and superfluous pride is in the joy of sex. "Don't you want it yet?... It seems like your body isn't saying that." I propped myself up, raising her buttocks to a rear-entry position. This would make it easier and deeper to penetrate Xiaohua's body. I tried thrusting in and out a few times to adjust the optimal hip height and insertion angle. Sizzle...sizzle...sizzle...sizzle... With the lubrication of her love juices, my penis began to thrust and rub against her vaginal walls with pleasure. To get more pleasure, her vaginal muscles unconsciously sucked on my penis with each in-and-out motion, as if trying to keep it inside her forever. "Ahhhhh...ahhhhh..." Her cries began to be filled with the wanton pleasure of pleasure. Her buttocks pressed against me, meeting my thrusts, allowing her swollen vulva to reach my lower abdomen for even greater stimulation. The dressing mirror reflected the two of us, having sex like dogs. "Look in the mirror." "No…no…it's too shameful…" "…Your body seems to have betrayed you, Xiaohua…listen…the lewd sounds coming from down there…" *Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!* I deliberately made sounds. "No…don't say…ah…ah…ah…ah…" The more she said "don't say," the more her hips twisted. "Huff…if you don't want to be my woman…huff…why are you letting me fuck you like this…" I said breathlessly, thrusting my hips with all my might. "We can't...can't you be my woman?... " " "Impossible! Ahhhhh... " she cried out in pain as she thrust her penis into me. *Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!* I pressed her buttocks down, supporting myself on her waist with my hands, my lower abdomen slapping against her trembling, tender buttocks, thrusting my penis firmly into her already soaking wet honey pot again and again... *** When I opened my eyes, the sky outside the window was already shrouded in dark clouds. The large French windows, which had never been closed, let in the scent of rain. My mouth was dry, as if I had chewed dry straw. My mind was still in a semi-sleep state. I stared blankly at the square glass-covered paper lamp on the ceiling. Xiaohua's head was buried in the crook of my arm, sleeping like a baby. Her bare shoulders rose and fell rhythmically with her breathing. I pulled the blanket up. For a long while, I gazed at her long eyelashes and straight nose, lost in thought. What a beautiful face. Even in her sleep, there was not a trace of sloppiness or weariness.

That beauty seemed to have become something akin to willpower, firmly ingrained in her very breath.

There are some people who, with age, accumulate a special inner quality within them.

Like tree rings, it deepens gradually, forming different layers, each unique.

With such a person, whether chatting or making love, you will never feel bored.

Because the deeper you delve into her unique world, the more windows she will open for you, allowing you to glimpse a beautiful world you've never seen before.

But you must first remove their mask—the one they all wear.

What lies beneath that mask? I'm very curious.

Each time I sleep with a different woman, undressing them and penetrating their bodies and the deepest recesses of their desires, I try to peek beneath the mask.

Sometimes I can see it, sometimes it's blurry and indistinct.

I always try to find something unique that deeply moves me (something everyone has to some extent), and then keep it safe in my heart.

I don't know what the point is.

But perhaps only in this way can I communicate more honestly with the other person, without the mask? I vaguely thought about all sorts of things, and soon, sleepiness crept in like a gentle rain.

*** The next day, my sister-in-law Xiaohong seized the opportunity and asked me privately.

"You slept with your older sister yesterday, didn't you?!"

"Huh?"

"I knew it... I felt something was off about the way you two looked when you came back.

I knew I was right..."

She pouted.

"How was it? How was it having sex with your older sister? Was it exciting? Did you do any SM?"

"SM? I even did anal sex!"

I said.

"Anal sex?!"

She clicked her tongue. "I didn't expect you two to be so daring..."

I ignored her and continued reading my newspaper.

"Uh, uh... brother-in-law,"

she leaned over and rested her chest on my arm.

"Guess what I did after you drove away yesterday.

There's a prize for the right answer."

"What did you do? You weren't masturbating in your room wearing a bunny costume, were you?"

"Hehe...you're really good at guessing.

But, you're getting close...actually, I called Xiaowei and asked him to come over and have sex with me.

Hehe..."

She looked puzzled.

"In your room? Wearing that bunny costume?"

I put down the newspaper and asked in surprise.

"On my bed! But I wasn't wearing the bunny costume!"

she said with a laugh.

"I'm saving the bunny costume for my brother-in-law!"

"Aren't you afraid of being caught in bed again?"

"Oh dear! There's nothing I can do...we were only halfway through when we were discovered...someone's sister was being fucked by her brother-in-law in the middle of it..."

As she spoke, she squeezed her breasts against my arm, creating a deep cleavage.

She reached out and touched my crotch.

"I was thinking about my brother-in-law and I couldn't help but climax!..."

"What?"

I really wanted to reach for those huge breasts in front of me.

But I held back.

"Whatever! Brother-in-law, you have to make it up to me.

You still owe me one."

The little girl's coquettishness instantly disarmed my lower body.

My little brother automatically got hard again.

"Next time... let's try SM... okay?..."

she said in a low, shy voice.

"Don't you hate SM?"

"If it's you, brother-in-law... it should be okay..."

she said, biting her lip.

"If big sister can do it... I want to try it with you too!... You have to be gentle..."

Her voice got lower and lower as she spoke.

By the last sentence, it was as soft as a mosquito singing.

"And anal sex.

Don't forget, there's anal sex too!"

I said seriously.

"Eh... anal sex... anal sex... this... this..."

Xiaohong's young and shy face turned as red as a ripe apple.

Taking advantage of a break from work, I went to the entrance of the building to smoke.

After a brief nod to a few familiar faces in the building, I stood on the sidewalk a little away from the entrance and called Peggy.

"Hello, it's me, Richard.

Are you busy?"

I took out a Mild Seven, lit it, and quickly took a puff.

"Richard!! Oh.

Not busy at all.

Are you at work?"

Her cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hmm.

How are you? How have you been lately?"

"So-so.

Same as always.

What brings you here? You haven't called in ages.

And you didn't even answer my voicemail. I

thought you'd disappeared again!"

"Sigh! I'm so busy! You know that… By the way, wanna grab a bite?"

"Sure! You're treating? When?"

"Are you free at noon?"

"You mean today at noon?!"

"Yes.

Are you in Taipei right now?"

"No.

I'm in Hsinchu! I visited a client this morning.

I have to go back to teach a class this afternoon… It's a bit rushed."

"A class? What kind of class? Can't you skip it?"

"It's for work! It's a paid course, 1500 NTD, I've already paid the registration fee…"

"...I've been really stressed lately. I'm

thinking of skipping work this afternoon.

We haven't seen each other in ages.

Just come keep me company, okay? Let's go to Brothers Hotel for dim sum."

"Ugh! You're so annoying, why didn't you ask earlier? Always so rushed."

"What time will you arrive in Taipei?"

"Probably...after 12...I should be there by 12:30...you mean Brothers Hotel?"

"Yes.

Brothers Hotel.

I should get there first and wait for you in the cafe on the first floor."

"Okay.

I'll call you on my way."

"Hmm.

Take your time, no rush."

"...Richard, what happened?"

she suddenly asked at the end.

*** After making love on the bed, the two of us went to the bathroom to shower.

Still wet, Peggy squatted down by the sink to give me oral sex.

Her mouth and hands were very skillful, always licking my glans and urethral opening very carefully.

The pressure from her hands was just right, and as she rubbed, I quickly came to pleasure.

"Have you been doing it a lot lately? Why is it harder to ejaculate than before?"

she asked with a laugh as she rubbed.

"No, not at all."

I touched her full breasts.

Her proud D-cup breasts couldn't be hidden even when she wore a suit.

When I pinched her nipples just now, no white milk came out.

She said that her child had been weaned for a long time.

"Want to have another one?"

I asked her.

"No, two kids are enough,"

she said.

"Really? That's a shame, then I won't have the chance to suck your breasts anymore,"

I said.

After all, she was almost 30 and had given birth to two children, so her lower abdomen was a bit fleshy, and her buttocks and thighs were round and full.

Luckily, she was 165 cm tall, and her skin was fair and rosy, and her pubic hair and vulva were quite cute.

When she smiled, two dimples were revealed, and her white and fleshy appearance was quite tempting.

"Seriously, how come you get so wet when I touch you? Haven't you done it in a long time?"

I said with a grin, pinching her wet and soft vulva.

"I won't tell you this."

After a few thrusts in her mouth, I lifted her and sat her on the sink, spreading her legs wide, and slowly penetrated her wet, tender vagina.

"Eeeeeeeee..."

She supported herself with one hand behind her, and with the other, she grabbed my buttocks, pressing down hard on her vagina.

"Harder... harder... deeper... oh oh oh... so deep... I've reached it... ah ah ah..."

"You're so proactive. Try

thrusting harder yourself."

I stopped my hip movements, letting her thrust her vagina to take my penis in.

"Eeeeeeeee...eeeeeeeeee..."

Watching her moan lewdly as her pussy diligently pounded my cock, I truly thought she was a rare and exquisite slut.

"Missing my big cock?"

I rubbed her clitoris with my thumb.

"Ahhhhh..."

She tilted her head back and nodded gently.

"Then I'll make you feel good a few more times today."

I sucked on her areolas and nipples, which were swollen like small hills, and began to thrust harder.

We changed positions and locations several times.

From the bathroom to the sofa, and from the sofa to the windowsill.

We made love in front of the large glass windows, watching the street scene.

The bustling pedestrians below hurried past.

If someone suddenly decides to look up, they might be able to see her two huge breasts pressed against the glass in the shadows at a certain angle.

(Someone please look up here! While you're all busy making a living down here, someone's putting on a free porn show for you in front of your hotel room window! Consider it a reward for your hard work all day!) I've decided that if anyone looks up and glances at me, Peggy will press her mons pubis against the glass.

That way, the lucky person should be able to see my penis inserted into her vulva more clearly.

If you have a camera or camera phone, taking a picture is fine too! Hehe… However, quite disappointingly, no one looks up.

Not a single person looks up at the sky or the buildings or anything.

Several men stood on the street corner smoking, but they seemed only interested in the passing girls and cars.

Even so, having sex facing the street excited Peggy.

She even agreed to anal sex with me.

This was a first

for her. Her anus was tight, making it very exciting to fuck.

After only a few thrusts, her moans became incredibly lewd and wild.

Perhaps it had been a long time since she'd been fucked from behind? Her full lips parted slightly, saliva gurgling in her mouth.

With each thrust, her vagina involuntarily opened and closed, the flowing fluids soaking a large patch of the white sheets.

I also ejaculated solidly inside her anus.

I asked her how it felt.

She said that holding back the urge to defecate while feeling the penis pounding into her anus and the intense pleasure inside her was almost maddening.

It felt like her whole body was about to explode and disintegrate.

"It's like being suckled by a man, it's very addictive,"

she said.

*** After using the toilet and taking a shower, she lay limply on the bed.

I was wearing a bathrobe, my hair still wet and combed back, and lit a cigarette with a hotel match in front of the glass window.

The traffic jam on the street seemed stuck, surrounded by tall buildings.

When the red light came on, the crowd of commuters surged towards the center of the road like two tides, silently meeting, and then receding in opposite directions.

Did anyone in the crowd ever stop and look up, wondering if their wife, husband, or lover was having sex with someone else in this hotel? "What are you looking at so intently?"

She tiptoed up behind me, barefoot, and hugged me from behind.

"I'm watching us!"

I pointed to the crowd crossing the street below with my cigarette-holding finger.

"Oh?"

She looked out curiously.

"Our doppelgangers?"

"Don't you feel like you can see your past, present, and future selves in those people?"

I slowly took a drag of my cigarette and exhaled.

"Let me have one."

She reached out and took the cigarette from my hand, took two puffs, and then shoved it back.

"I think... you're acting a little strange today... and you even wanted to do it behind me..."

She paused, then smiled and said, "But it was really exciting."

"You can tell me what's on your mind! We sales people don't just have one mouth.

We also have two ears that are good at listening!"

"It's nothing serious! I've just been feeling a bit bored at work lately, and I can't help but start overthinking."

I turned around and stubbed out my cigarette in the ashtray.

I slipped my hands inside her bathrobe and roughly caressed her bare buttocks. "Like, I want to make love to you, I want anal sex... and so on."

"You think about these childish and low-class things all the time at work?"

She wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her half-exposed breasts against me as she spoke.

Her full, luscious lips were slightly upturned, as if begging for my kiss.

"Yeah,

otherwise I might get bored to death."

My lips came within a centimeter of hers before I changed my mind and slid down to her chest.

She sighed softly,

lifting her chest slightly.

"Is everything alright here? Does it hurt?"

I gently touched her slightly swollen anus between her buttocks with my fingers.

"Will my husband find out when I get home?"

"You rascal, it's all your fault!"

She twisted my ear. "If he doesn't touch me for a day or two, everything should be fine."

"Say hello to your husband for me!"

"Why! You two don't even know each other.

Why should I say hello for you?"

"We've never met, but we've slept with the same woman, so it feels like we should be pretty familiar."

I said with a smile. "Maybe we'll get along quite well.

Want me to be introduced to you?"

"Are you crazy? Is your skin itching?"

she said, both angry and amused.

I quickly took off her bathrobe from her shoulders, and also took off my own, revealing my erect penis and throbbing glans.

Although her back was almost completely bent, Peggy knew she couldn't escape the beating that was about to begin.

Soon she lay on the bed, obediently spreading her legs, allowing my huge penis to once again penetrate her tender vagina.

Who knows? Maybe some strange man carrying a briefcase stopped and looked up at this window.

My younger sister, Xiaohui, came to Taipei to apply for a US visa. My wife,

Xiaoxi, was originally going to take time off to accompany her to the AIT interview, but something came up, so I went with Xiaohui instead.

I parked my car at the Flying Dog Bus stop near the Zhongxiao-Fuxing MRT station.

After waiting on the bus for about 10 minutes, I saw Xiaohui get off with her one-year-old son, Yaoyao.

"Sorry, brother-in-law.

It's so kind of you to take time off work to come.

Have you been waiting long?"

"Not at all.

I just got here too."

I took Yao Yao and cuddled him for a bit.

Yao Yao giggled.

The little guy is quite cute, though his eyes have a slightly mischievous look.

After letting Xiao Hui sit in the back seat first, I handed the child to her.

"It's only a short distance to AIT, Yao Yao not in a car seat should be fine, right?"

I leaned forward and asked.

"It's okay, I'll carry him,"

she said with a smile.

Xiao Hui was wearing a light yellow thin knit sweater today, revealing her full bust.

She wore tight jeans and black patent leather flats.

The jeans, with their emphasis on the hips, accentuated her already shapely hips, making them even more alluring.

As I leaned over to fasten her seatbelt, I couldn't help but glance at her exposed chest.

Even though she was still breastfeeding, she seemed quite used to showing off her cleavage in public.

Getting closer, I could smell the unique fragrance of a woman who has been raising a child.

I guessed it was a mixture of milk, the natural scent of a young woman, and various hormones! In short, the mere presence of that scent within a meter, like in a subway car, was enough to make my blood boil.

"Hey? Your hairstyle's changed again?"

Her hair was styled into alluring waves, lightly dyed a pale brown.

"Yes.

Does it look good?"

She looked surprised, then smiled and squinted her eyes.

I looked her over carefully from head to toe and said, "Hmm...it looks very comfortable overall.

The color isn't too intense either.

It's quite feminine.

It suits you very well."

"Really? Thank you for the compliment.

You're such a thoughtful person.

Even Jia Hui took several days to notice that my hair was different."

She gently brushed the hair behind her neck with her hand.

"I think changing my hairstyle might change my mood..."

"So, did it work?"

I asked with a smile.

"You mean to change your mood?"

She tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying, "Hmm...maybe a little!"

"But hearing your praise today makes me feel that the three thousand-plus dollars was well spent."

Her smile was as radiant as the sunshine outside.

"What? Three thousand-plus dollars?"

I couldn't help but gasp.

"You women are really willing to spend that kind of money.

Next time you want to change your mood, remember to come to me first.

I'll say a few nice words to you, and you can save that money!" "

You don't understand! Women dress up for those who please them!"

she said cheerfully.

*** While Xiaohui was at AIT applying for her visa, I found a nearby coffee shop to kill time.

Xiaohui finished her interview in less than half an hour.

Not in a hurry to return to Hsinchu, she sat down in the coffee shop to rest.

Upbeat jazz music played in the café.

It wasn't noisy, nor was it overly quiet.

The aroma of coffee gradually relaxed me.

I crossed my legs, letting myself sink into the sofa.

Unconsciously, I swayed the tips of my gleaming shoes to the rhythm of the music.

Xiaohui seemed to be infected by this relaxed atmosphere as well.

She sat comfortably on the red sofa opposite me, holding the child on her lap and playing with him.

Her cheek occasionally nestled against Yaoyao's tender little face, and she softly hummed nursery rhymes she had heard as a child.

To outsiders, we might even think we were a family.

Unfortunately, that was just an illusion.

Even if such a thought had flashed through Xiaohui's and my minds, it would still be a difficult topic to discuss openly. "Where do you want to go later? I'll go with you,"

I said.

"Hmm... I don't really have anywhere in particular.

It's a bit troublesome to have a child with me."

"Taking a break here and having some coffee is a rare treat.

The little guy seems tired and wants to sleep..."

she said with a slight smile.

I looked at Yao Yao in her arms (actually, I was taking the opportunity to glance at her chest).

The little guy was also looking at me.

One of his little hands shamelessly grabbed Xiao Hui's full breasts.

Although he yawned repeatedly, he occasionally showed a hint of wariness in his eyes.

(What are you looking at?

Haven't you ever seen big breasts before?) (Sure, sure.

I've seen plenty of big breasts, but I've never really seen your mom's big tits

before. Could you please move your hand away for a second?

It's dry and warm~~) (Hmph.

I can touch my mom's tits as long as I want.

I touch them in the morning, I touch them at night, and I even get to lick them to my heart's content with every meal.

I can squeeze her tits while she's naked, and I can touch them even through a layer of clothing.

) (Wow. You can't judge a book by its cover. You're a

real pervert. (Hehehe... Whenever I pretend to cry and ask for milk, Mommy will automatically show me her big, white breasts so I can lick her nipples. I've recently learned how to do it myself. Besides sucking on Mommy's nipple whole, I also have to caress her other breast with my hand. In addition to sucking, I can also use my tongue to touch, tease, flick, press, and stir Mommy's cute nipples. At this time, Mommy will make "uh-huh" and "ah-ah" sounds and hug me tightly.) (Damn it! He even used words like "point," "pick," "stir," "press," and "twist . " Turns out, this kid is not only a pervert but also a learned sex expert. I guess I was blind to his true nature; I've finally seen something new today. By the way, what did the master mean by taking off all his clothes?) (Idiot. Mommy's taking a bath with me! How can we bathe without taking our clothes off? Hehehe… Uncle, wipe your drool first! Want to see Mommy's hole down there? Yao Yao can see it clearly, and he often accidentally touches it too. Hehehe…) (Yao Yao, Yao Yao, could you pretend to cry and ask for some milk? Damn! Uncle's big cock is so hard it hurts.) (Huh? Uncle, are you trying to do what my dad did, pinning my mom down and sticking your penis down there into her vagina to make her scream? Yao Yao is warning you. As soon as I start crying loudly, my mom will immediately escape from under my dad and pick me up. My dad's penis will also become soft, and he can't bully my mom anymore. Then my mom will put my dad's soft penis into her mouth.) "Go away, the soft stick will get smaller and smaller, and then Dad will sigh and give up. Hmph. Even my dad can't beat me, Uncle, you should just give up!" (Hmm... He really is a tough guy. Uncle admires him to the core... Hmm...) (Hehe... It's good that Uncle knows. If Uncle behaves himself, after Yao Yao has had a good sleep, maybe he'll let Mommy show him a little bit of her milk. Hehe~ ... (Hmm...but...Yao Yao is amazing, but he's not omnipotent. I don't think you even know your weakness, you need Uncle to remind you! Wahahahahaha) (Yao Yao knows, of course!! Yao Yao's weakness is that he's easily put to sleep by Mommy. Silly!) (Hahahahaha...Little chick, go to sleep. If you dare to talk nonsense again when Uncle is peeking at your mommy's breasts, be careful Uncle will squeeze your little balls. Good boy~~~~) "I think Yao Yao is sleepy. You should put him to sleep first!" I said to Xiao Hui insincerely. "Okay. ...Look, Yao Yao's eyes are always on you! He must like you very much." "Hehe. Isn't that right? I think we'll get along very well." I said with a smile. (No, no! Yao Yao, don't sleep!... If Yao Yao falls asleep, that stupid uncle's stick will go into Mommy's hole!... Stupid uncle... you dead uncle... you better remember this...) She held Yao Yao and coaxed him to sleep, and in no time she had him lying flat in the stroller. *** Being a mother is really not easy, I thought to myself. "Taking care of a child must be tiring, right? You also have to do housework." I asked casually, sipping my coffee. "Yeah. It's very tiring. It's even more tiring if the men in the family don't help take care of the child." She said with a wry smile. "Brother-in-law, don't you and Xiaoxi want to have children?" "We're both very busy! And I heard that a baby's crying can make a man impotent." I said seriously. "Who said it can make a man impotent?" She covered her mouth with her hand and laughed. Xiaohui's voice was as soft and sweet as she was. If she were to moan in that voice, wouldn't it drive any man wild with desire? Watching her part her lips slightly and softly utter the word "impotence," I really wanted to ravage those alluring lips with my own. No! If I wanted to be convincing, I should let her experience it for herself with my big cock and see if she really wasn't impotent! "Someone once told me about this! Besides, every man I've seen with a child seems to look miserable, like he's impotent. I don't want to become like that! That's worse than being old and having no children to keep you company!" I continued to joke nonchalantly. Even though a small tent had quickly formed in her crotch. "Hehe...you're so funny." Her laughter was like a rose blooming in the morning. Her full breasts, rising and falling with every smile, were mesmerizing. If I could make her laugh like this every day, seeing her happy, it would be so wonderful, wouldn't it? Is Jia Hui, that idiot, a moron or impotent? He has such a gentle, beautiful, docile, and amazing wife at home, and he doesn't cherish her at all. All he talks about is research projects! Students! Nonsense. And I have to help him make his wife happy. I think we should go all the way and let me fulfill his duties as a husband, giving his beautiful wife's tender hole a good pampering in bed, and incidentally, helping him have a few more chubby babies! "I doubt I'll be a good father," I said. "I'm terrible at dealing with unreasonable people, let alone children." "If that's the reason, you can rest assured and have a few more... don't worry so much. You'll definitely be a good father," she said with a smile. "I can guarantee that."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

I asked, puzzled.

"Well... it's probably just a woman's and a mother's intuition."

She paused for a moment before continuing, "I know Xiaoxi's stubbornness all too well.

Your brother-in-law has put up with her for so long, so you shouldn't have any trouble with children... Do you think what I'm saying makes any sense?"

She winked at me, a subtle, ambiguous smile playing on her lips.

"What I'm saying sounds like I'm criticizing Xiaoxi... um... if she finds out, she'll definitely come running to argue with me." "

...But no matter what, we'll always side with our sister.

And we sincerely hope she can find happiness.

You understand what I mean?"

she said, looking into my eyes.

I nodded.

"Sigh... Actually, sometimes when Xiaohua and I chat privately, we're quite envious of you two..."

"Envious of us? Why?"

"...Because watching you two interact often gives off a very sweet feeling.

For example, you joke around with each other... or touch each other's bodies very naturally and intimately.

Even hugging and kissing openly..."

she said softly.

"...You and Xiaoxi got married not much later than us, right? Why can you still maintain such an intimate feeling?... Jiahui... I don't know when he last held my hand..."

Her bright black eyes shimmered.

Was it a simple expression of envy? Or did it also contain a hint of jealousy? I couldn't tell.

Her slender fingers unconsciously stroked the smooth surface of the coffee cup. After a moment of silence, she said, "...We sisters talk about everything in private... From many little things, we can feel that Xiaoxi loves you, brother-in-law, from the bottom of her heart... And you feel the same way, don't you?... Just that alone makes us sisters very envious..."

She said many things I had never thought of before in one breath.

I didn't know how to respond for a moment. I

didn't expect that Xiaoxi and I were perceived by her sisters like this—a pair of horny dogs who were always lustful.

But, if you really want to hug your wife, hold her and kiss her little mouth, isn't it a natural thing to do that? What's the big deal? I'm not stripping her naked and riding on top of her in public.

So, you're completely open with her? Given Xiaoxi's inability to keep secrets, she probably already told them about the wonderful sensations of me penetrating her, after her sisters' subtle probing. No wonder

… no wonder I always felt a subtle, almost imperceptible amusement in the way she looked at me or spoke to me—except for Xiaolan, whom I rarely saw.

I always thought it was because I was humorous.

Turns out, that was all bullshit! It seems the legend of my huge penis is already common knowledge.

Thinking about this, I don't know whether to feel sad or happy. I

really want to take out a cigarette.

But smoking is prohibited indoors, and there's a sleeping little devil next to me.

So, I can only fiddle with my lighter in my pocket.

"Xiaohui,

I don't think you need to envy anyone at all!"

I said.

"You've always been a very charming woman.

Impeccable in every way.

You naturally attract the attention of men and women wherever you go.

If I were a woman, I would definitely be jealous of your innate charm!"

"...But I'm not as lucky as Xiaoxi...My life is so ordinary and boring.

I don't think I have any charm at all..."

she said, lowering her eyes.

"For men, you have a fatal attraction that even Xiaoxi can't match!"

I said seriously.

"I can guarantee that."

"Really...really?"

she asked in surprise, her alluring chest rising and falling slightly.

"Of course.

I'm not joking,"

I said.

This is terrible.

My original intention was to encourage her and cheer her up.

How come my last tone sounded like I was seducing her into bed?

Without the ambiguity and richness of language, the world would surely become a dull and utterly uninteresting place.

However, language does have its limits.

When you want to truly express your feelings, a thousand words sometimes cannot compare to a simple gesture, such as a kiss or a hug.

This is for the best; otherwise, if everyone were busy with sweet talk and not making love, humanity would have long since disappeared from the earth.

Xiaohui and I could sit there forever, continuing that conversation that might have captivated us both, just like our relationship had always been.

But at this moment, what I really wanted to do was go over, pick her up, and kiss her.

In fact, that's what I did.

"I'm very serious,"

I emphasized again.

There was no point in hiding it now. "

I might as well just admit it.

Even if I get rejected, it's just another embarrassment in my life record, nothing to lose. " I said.

"This might be presumptuous of me to say it.

But... I really can't help but want to hug you and kiss you right now." "...Of course, provided you don't hate me doing this." She probably never imagined I would say something so bold! Her face flushed red with shyness, unsure of what to do. One hand on her rapidly heaving chest, she whispered in a slightly trembling voice, "You...you shouldn't do this here..." I reached out and took her soft hand. She lowered her head, not daring to look at me, but she didn't pull her hand away. "...We...can't do this..." she pleaded weakly. I sat down beside her and hugged her tightly. Even through her clothes, I could feel her warm and soft body. "If I could only sit across from you and talk to you forever, I might regret it for the rest of my life!" I sighed and said to her. Regardless of the stares from those around us, I kissed her in public. It was a deep and long kiss, almost enough to convey to her everything I couldn't express in words at the time. Well… I think I held almost nothing back! Such moments do happen occasionally. Three days later, we slept together. I received a call from Xiaohui during my lunch break at work.

She came alone from Hsinchu on the Flying Dog bus.

When she called me, she was already in Taipei.

I hurriedly drove to the same spot where she got off three days earlier to pick her up.

We didn't exchange many words in the car before I drove to a boutique motel in the city.

It took almost three days for what I wanted to convey to her—or what she wanted to convey to me—to be accepted by her in a way she could accept, and then conveyed to me.

During those days of waiting, the warm, wet feeling of kissing her lips and the soft touch of holding her body remained vividly in my mind.

Twice, savoring the lingering warmth of her scent, I masturbated intensely until I ejaculated violently.

I was finally able to say the words I had always wanted to say to her.

In any case, I had no regrets.

***She said she had never been to a motel before.

I was a little surprised.

I wondered what kind of rigid sex life she and Jiahui led.

I chose a cute room, decorated mainly in pink and white.

The large red, lip-shaped sofa was big enough for the two of them to make love in various positions.

The round, soft bed was covered with a white blanket printed with many small red hearts.

The other furnishings in the room were also cute, creating a dreamy, girlish atmosphere.

I personally don't particularly like this style.

I even think it's a bit childish.

I chose this room to help her relax.

It's nice to change things up with this kind of room once in a while.

She looked around the room, smiled, and didn't say anything.

She told me to take a shower first.

I said, "Let's shower together!" She shook her head.

I quickly finished showering before she went in.

It took her quite a while to finish.

Her face was a little red, and she had a large bath towel tightly wrapped around her chest. She came out and sat on the edge of the bed.

So beautiful! I couldn't help but admire her.

If I could see her looking so pretty after a shower every day, I would do anything.

A complex mix of joy and jealousy suddenly welled up inside me.

Her skin was so white and smooth, it made my heart pound.

I reached out and touched her bare arm, gently rubbing it.

"...I've never let any man other than Jia Hui touch me..."

she said shyly.

"Jia Hui is such a lucky man,"

I said, gently pulling her into my arms.

"You don't need to compare yourself to him..."

she whispered.

I stroked her cheek and kissed her lips,

carefully examining her beautiful and alluring features.

After having a child, her brows seemed to possess a more mature and captivating charm.

Her lips were moist and hot. Her

smooth, soft tongue initially tried to avoid mine,

but eventually gave in to my constant teasing and allowed me to lick and suckle it.

I placed one hand on her chest.

She flinched slightly as if electrocuted.

I tightened my embrace around her slender waist with my other hand, my caresses relentlessly kneading her full breasts, which were wrapped in a bath towel.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..."

She bit her lip, unable to suppress a soft moan, burying her shy face against my chest, her slender fingers gently caressing my skin.

I removed her towel, revealing the beautiful body that haunted my dreams. Her

delicate flesh, like that of a young girl, exuded the wanton sensuality of a young woman.

Especially her breasts, waist, thighs, and pubic hair—these sexually engorged private parts.

Her white breasts, swollen from breastfeeding, bore erect dark brown nipples and large areolas.

Compared to the exquisite curves of her body, they possessed an even more wanton beauty.

I gently pinched her breasts and nipples with my fingers, and she

cried out, "Ah~" as white milk shyly spurted out.

"So much milk! Can I suck it?"

I asked her, looking down at her.

She nodded shyly.

I took off my towel. My

engorged penis, bulging beneath the strong muscles honed through years of exercise, was suddenly revealed before her eyes.

I took her hand and guided it to touch it.

"How...so big?"

she asked, a little embarrassed, holding my throbbing member.

"Bigger is more comfortable!"

I said with a laugh.

I asked her to get on the bed and straddle me.

My genitals rubbed against her mons pubis; although I didn't penetrate her, the touch of my penis against her warm genitals still gave me a tingling pleasure.

As I slowly moved my hips, I brought my mouth to her breast, taking her nipple into my mouth and licking and sucking it.

Under the dual stimulation from above and below, she couldn't decide whether to press her lower body down or sit up, and she kept making rapid

moaning sounds like "Eee~~Eee~~~Eee~~~Eee~~~".

Her fair breasts were constantly being kneaded and deformed by me, and sweet milk was flowing out.

I licked, sucked hard, teased and twisted her nipples with my fingers, and teased them with my stubble.

Her swollen breasts stood high, and her nipples were hard from the constant stimulation.

"Your milk...is it for Jia Hui to...suck too?"

I asked as I sucked her milk faster.

There was so much milk! I sucked for a long time, and it still seemed like I couldn't finish it.

"…Jiahui…Jiahui isn't used to suckling my breast milk…ah…ah…"

she said shyly.

"What a pity…this milk is so delicious…if he won't suckle…just leave it all for me to enjoy…okay?"

I said.

"Okay…okay…"

she said, her voice trembling, holding my head tightly to her chest. Her

soft breasts pressed against my cheeks, and I could clearly hear the pounding of her heart.

My erect penis kept squeezing and rubbing against her sensitive clitoris and her soft labia, and she swayed her hips back and forth to receive more stimulation.

The two clumps of pubic hair where our lower bodies touched were already wet with her love juice.

Her body was yearning for my entry, wasn't it? She kept giving me suggestive glances.

But she was too shy; despite the intense desire emanating from every part of her body, she dared not utter the mortifying words.

I saw this and decided to tease her a little longer.

So I removed my penis from her lower body, laid her down, and spread her legs wide apart from the groin, completely exposing her slightly parted vulva to my view.

"Is this the first time your pussy has been touched like this by another man?"

I asked lewdly.

Two fingers shamelessly caressed and teased her labia, vulva, and clitoris.

I pretended to insert, but only intentionally and unintentionally rubbed lightly at the vulva.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Her wet labia swelled with excitement and parted automatically, her juices gushing out like a burst dam, her moans growing louder with each groan.

One hand unconsciously began to grasp my penis and stroke it up and down.

If I couldn't get her to willingly ask for my cock in her pussy, then it wouldn't be interesting.

Before that, I had to make her want to suck my big cock.

So I turned around, reached for the TV remote on the bedside table, and pressed it. The large flat screen next to the bed immediately displayed a picture of a naked man and woman.

The man was thrusting violently into the woman's wet pussy from behind, while the woman was shaking her huge breasts ecstatically, her lewd moans filling the room.

Xiaohui stared wide-eyed at the man and woman having sex on the screen, her eyes unconsciously revealing a mixture

of surprise and envy. It was as if she had never seen porn before.

While observing her reaction, I gently inserted my fingers into her body.

She groaned and arched her buttocks.

As my fingers moved in and out of her vagina, I brought my lower abdomen close to her mouth.

She only glanced at me vaguely before meeting my luscious lips without hesitation, taking my huge penis into her mouth in one gulp.

A warm, tingling sensation immediately surged through my lower body.

I suppressed the tension in my lower abdomen, watching Xiaohui so naturally take my penis into her mouth, letting me fuck her mouth, I felt a sense of finally conquering her.

At first, Xiaohui's oral skills were a bit clumsy; Jiahui probably hadn't let her enjoy oral sex properly! I leaned down, using my lips and tongue to soothe her restless lower body, while rhythmically continuing to satisfy her mouth and hands with my penis.

As she slowly got into the mood, she began to relish the satisfaction of possessing her lover's enormous penis.

With my future wifely training, I imagine it won't be difficult to make her as eager to give oral sex as my wife, Xiaoxi! This is just a freebie for Jiahui! Jiahui! Jiahui,

when you're sleeping with Xiaohui and your sister-in-law Xiaohong behind her back, have you ever considered that your wife has already fallen in love with another man's huge penis? When you praise your wife's oral skills in the future, will you ever think that it's the result of your wife's delicious mouth and vagina being fucked countless times by other men? I suddenly wondered if Xiaoxi had ever cheated on me with another man? I'm convinced I've already thoroughly pampered her.

However, if she's constantly being teased by other men, she might be tempted to try having an affair. That's only natural for a married woman.

After all, no matter how capable her husband is, she might occasionally crave new experiences, the thrill of being penetrated by another man's penis after a long time.

When she's lost in ecstasy while another man's penis is inside her, whose name will she call out? Will she think of my caresses and climax even more intensely? Will she also want her husband to see her body being held tightly in another man's arms, just like I want her to see me holding her sister Xiaohui's body now? Thinking of this, I felt an intense urge to lift Xiaohui's thighs and brutally pound her poor little hole to release the perverse lust that already filled my body.

It seems a married woman's body exists solely for gratification.

And they are well aware of this lewd thought in men, using it to seduce them and satisfy their unspoken primal desires! I don't believe Xiaohui intentionally betrayed her husband.

With her good upbringing and reserved personality, she probably never imagined such an extraordinary thing would happen to her.

The tenderness and affection she unintentionally showed me in her gestures were probably just a natural and measured expression of girlish feelings directed at a man she admired. However, as I told her, if she missed this opportunity, she might regret it for the rest of her life.

This opportunity was right in front of her.

She could easily reach it if she wanted.

It seemed too easy! – This fact might have terrified her.

But thinking of all the possibilities, her burning desire gnawed at her lower body like ants, driving her mad.

This intense emotion ultimately triumphed over other considerations, causing her to abandon her inhibitions and throw herself into my arms.

She took a deep breath, tenderly licking my glans, and whispered, "It's so swollen, isn't it?...Do you want to come in?"

"Do you want it?"

I looked up and asked her.

She nodded, grasping the lower edge of my swollen, red glans and gently stroking it.

"How do you want me to do you?"

I asked, squeezing her breasts forcefully.

"...Don't ask me that...it's so embarrassing..."

she said, both shy and expectant.

"How about I thrust into you as intensely as I do on TV?"

I teased.

"...I don't know...do whatever you want...please come in...I can't take it anymore..."

she pleaded, panting.

"Then tell me, husband, thrust into me hard."

"...How can I say something like that..."

"Never mind if you don't want to."

I continued to insert my fingers into her honey pot.

"..." "

..."

"Husband..."

"What is it, wife?"

"I want it..."

"Good girl~~Do you want your husband to thrust into you hard?"

"Mmm..."

"That's my good wife.

Your husband will take good care of you."

Then I swiftly thrust my hard penis into her waiting little hole.

Despite the sweet nothings we exchanged as husband and wife, I knew perfectly well in my heart that I would never want another wife outside the marriage.

Not even Xiaohui, whom I had long coveted.

I was already thirty.

Having a wife to manage me was already a headache enough.

Why invite more trouble? I only wanted her body.

I think she felt the same way! To put it more bluntly, we only wanted to have sex with each other and enjoy the thrill of infidelity as much as possible.

Everything else—whatever it was, love or tenderness—was just a bonus, like a gift.

Usually, a bonus is something you get but don't know where to put it.

Sex was our sole purpose for coming to the motel.

Sex, ejaculation.

Sex, more ejaculation.

As long as we could squeeze out a sliver of strength and semen, we had no intention of leaving the hotel with it.

If one day we grew tired of even that, what would all this mean? Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

In some ways, Xiaolan and Xiaofeng were similar.

Both were quiet and reserved.

They didn't talk much, mostly listening quietly to those around them.

When they did speak, their words were always fair, but they didn't seem to reveal their true thoughts.

Perhaps they were simply not good at expressing their feelings verbally! They were quite suitable as confidantes.

They always listened patiently and showed understanding and sympathy when appropriate.

Both women had long, straight, and shiny hair. They were both

slim with small breasts, but their proportions were very well-balanced.

If they were ten centimeters taller, they might have been models! From behind, their silhouettes were remarkably similar.

Of course, my memory might be a little unreliable.

After all, recalling Xiaofeng's figure from ten years ago is both difficult and somewhat sad.

Speaking of which, it's only recently that I've become closer to Xiaolan and can properly observe her back.

She's a pharmacist who used to work at X General Store in Taichung, living alone in a rented apartment there.

She rarely goes back to her home in Fengyuan,

maybe once every two or three months at most.

However, her connection with her family, especially her sisters, isn't particularly weak.

Xiaoxi often took the initiative to call her to inquire about her situation.

As the second older sister, this was only natural! Xiaoxi was always particularly happy when she occasionally received her calls.

Although the two didn't talk about anything particularly exciting.

After marrying Xiaoxi, Xiaolan once revealed to her about her past experiences.

Xiaoxi didn't go into the details, but in short, Xiaolan's former boyfriend, a photojournalist, contracted a strange illness while on a business trip to a backward country in Southeast Asia.

He died there before he could even be sent back to Taiwan for treatment.

Xiaoxi only mentioned this topic once.

Her tone was a mixture of sympathy, regret, and a certain tentativeness.

I didn't express any opinion at the time.

To be honest, I wasn't interested at all.

Perhaps that sounds cold-hearted! But I could vaguely guess why Xiaoxi only brought it up a year after our marriage.

Was she testing whether I had forgotten about Xiaofeng? Xiaofeng had disappeared from my life for over eight years.

I had even burned all the photos from that year.

We hadn't mentioned those things for a long time.

Why did she still show that insecure expression? At first, I was a little angry.

But after thinking about it carefully, I found it somewhat amusing.

Xiaoxi! Xiaoxi.

What a clever, foolish woman.

Perhaps my cold reaction to that sensitive topic reassured Xiaoxi a bit? That night, she took the initiative to make advances in bed, and I inevitably made love to her intensely several times, leaving us both exhausted, too tired even for post-coital caresses and sweet words.

As always, I didn't particularly think about Xiaofeng.

But it's impossible for me to completely forget Xiaofeng.

If I were to remove her from my heart, wouldn't my youthful years, and even the person I am standing here now, become incomplete? Even if this incompleteness wasn't caused by her, but simply a matter of memories fading and yellowing with time, eventually falling away,

I would still instinctively resist.

In 1987, I was 11 years old.

That was the era of Michael Jackson, Madonna, Prince, Akina Nakamori, and Shibuya.

I later learned that Haruki Murakami also published his novel, *Norwegian Wood*, that September.

Feeling uneasy after transferring to a new elementary school, I met Xiaofeng for the first time in a completely unfamiliar class.

Two years later, when I saw Xiaofeng again, we were both students at a private university.

Almost miraculously, we recognized each other as we passed each other on a campus path.

Soon after, we became a couple.

Then we had a sweet year, until Xiaofeng's new roommate, Xiaoxi—who is now my wife—appeared.

Like a plot from a third-rate novel, I couldn't help but be attracted to Xiaoxi's lively and easygoing personality and her hot figure.

In less than two months, I secretly slept with her.

Being so naive back then, engaging in this two-timing scheme was quickly discovered by Xiaofeng.

She couldn't bear the blow and attempted suicide by cutting her wrists in her dorm room. Luckily, Xiaoxi discovered it in time, preventing an irreversible tragedy.

I'm sorry, it's all my fault.

I was just blinded by lust and made the mistake that every man makes.

I still only love you, please forgive me! —I wish I could have said those words so easily back then.

But I couldn't.

I can't deny that I truly loved Xiaoxi too.

In Xiaoxi, I saw a burning passion and unwavering devotion, like a campfire blazing under a clear summer night sky.

It moved me so deeply I was at a loss for words, only able to sink deeper and deeper into my feelings.

On the other hand, I had absolutely no complaints about Xiaofeng.

She was like a fairy-like figure from a romance novel, appearing before a protagonist struggling with social adjustment, warmly comforting my heart both at age 11 and 20.

The world of emotions cannot tolerate even a grain of sand.

I think that was at least true for Xiaofeng.

After returning home from the hospital, she dropped out of school.

Not long after, her family sent her to live with her sister, who lived in the United States.

At least, that's what her family said.

This incident naturally caused quite a stir on campus.

I found it extremely annoying, so I dropped out of school and joined the army early.

I never saw Xiaofeng again.

In fact, even if I wanted to see her, there was no way.

After being turned away several times, almost humiliatingly, I gradually gave up the idea of trying to see her, disheartened.

Whatever happens, happens! I didn't care anymore.

Even if I died suddenly without ever seeing her again, perhaps that would be my deserved retribution.

***Nearly 10 years later, for the first time, I'm recounting that story myself—to a complete stranger.

Strangely, I don't feel particularly sad.

The emotional fluctuations are so subtle I barely notice them myself.

Perhaps it's because the subject is Xiaolan! Compared to Xiaolan's ordeal, my story is anything but sad.

No one died.

Of the three people involved, at least two seem to be living quite happy lives now.

Xiaolan has never lacked suitors.

As for whether she developed stable relationships with any of them, I have no idea.

But she probably doesn't have a boyfriend now! I guess.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have called us for help when she moved to Taipei X General Store for work.

Xiaoxi went to the European headquarters for a month of training, so I came alone.

Luckily, I didn't have too much stuff.

The larger pieces of furniture had all been disposed of in Taichung. "

If I need anything, I can just buy it in Taipei," she said.

The Taipei branch was short-staffed, and when she heard the news, she applied for a transfer.

Because of her good past performance, she wasn't given any trouble and was approved.

Her new apartment is in an alley on Zhongcheng Road in Tianmu, just steps from Tianmu Park.

There's a Shidong Market nearby.

It's also close to the hospital where I work.

After the two movers left, we sat on the living room floor piled with boxes, eating takeout pizza and drinking Heineken from a nearby convenience store.

Xiaolan was dressed simply in a beige pullover and jeans, sleeves rolled up to her elbows, her hair tied back with a headscarf. Her

unadorned appearance made her look like a recent graduate fresh out of school.

We chatted idly, listening to a Stan Gates jazz CD playing from a small bedside stereo we'd dug out of a cardboard box.

When we started talking about our past school days, Xiaolan's topic naturally slipped out of my mouth.

Many details were no longer clear to me; I had to stop and think from time to time to continue.

Anyway, once this long-forgotten topic was brought up, I somehow found myself talking non-stop, oblivious to everyone around me.

Before I finished telling her story, she didn't say a word, silently sipping her now-warm beer.

A framed family photo sat on the stereo.

It seemed to have been taken a long time ago.

Xiaolan, Xiaoxi, Xiaohua, Xiaohui, and Xiaohong, dressed in a middle school uniform, were all smiling happily at the camera.

The background was their old family backyard.

"Honestly, if it's not necessary, I try not to think about the past.

Otherwise, I won't be able to take even half a step forward.

That's not fair to anyone.

Especially to Xiaoxi."

I paused, tossing the extinguished cigarette butt into the empty beer can.

"If there's anything I have to bear, it's something I'll have to face alone from now on.

Isn't that right?"

I said.

"...Isn't it unfair?... "

She lowered her head and thought for a moment before saying this.

"Have you ever talked to your second sister about these things?"

"No.

We don't know how to bring it up, do we?"

I said.

"Maybe I should find some time to talk to her..."

I stared at the beer can on the ground in silence for a while.

"...If you keep some things to yourself, it might never be too late,"

she said.

"You never know what will happen tomorrow.

Isn't that right?"

"Is that true for you too?"

I asked her.

"Yes! That's right."

She smiled at me and said simply.

After a while, she suddenly said, "Have I ever mentioned that you remind me of a guy I used to know? His personality, his eyes, the way he talks, even the way he treats girls."

"We almost got engaged.

Sadly, he died before that,"

she said, rubbing her eyes.

"Isn't that unfair?"

she asked, looking directly into my eyes.

*** The weather outside was lovely.

She suggested we take a walk in the nearby park.

Although it was autumn, the afternoon sun still felt warm.

We walked side-by-side on the sidewalk, strolling slowly.

Occasionally, she would stop to pet a stray dog or look at a shop window.

My thoughts were still lingering on our conversation.

"Come on!"

she suddenly grabbed my hand and ran towards the crowd on the park lawn.

We ran breathlessly to a small tree and stopped.

She took out two pens and a piece of white paper from her pocket, tore the paper in half, and handed one half to me.

"If... you have anything else to say to Xiaofeng... write it down here!..."

she said, panting.

"I'll write too,"

she said, sitting down and resting the paper on her lap, writing a line of delicate words in beautiful handwriting.

I walked to an empty patch of grass nearby and sat down.

Gazing at the people playing on the lawn in the sunlight, I suddenly lost all words.

When I came to my senses, I realized I was sobbing silently, my hand holding the pen trembling uncontrollably.

A fully grown Labrador Retriever ran to my side carrying a small ball and placed it at my feet.

"Good boy..."

I stroked its head and said in a trembling voice, "Go back to your owner!"

With that, I threw the ball forward forcefully.

It turned and ran without looking back,

disappearing into the playing crowd in an instant.

"Have you finished writing?"

Xiaofeng, back to the glaring sunlight, walked over and sat down beside me.

She sat down, looking straight ahead, never meeting my eyes.

The golden afterglow left an eternal glow on her beautiful face.

No.

That was Xiaolan.

I was momentarily stunned.

But I quickly regained my composure.

"Yes,"

I said.

"What should we do about this?"

"Burn it? Or like in the movies, dig a hole in the tree trunk and bury it? Hopefully, it won't attract fire trucks or police or anything,"

I joked.

"I don't know.

I didn't think that much about it when I left,"

she said calmly.

A moment of silence fell between us.

"How about this, tear it up and then scatter it in the sea?"

I said suddenly, as if remembering something.

"Where are we going to find the sea?"

she asked, looking at me.

"You're right..."

I said apologetically.

"How about we just scatter it here!"

After another moment of silence, she suddenly said.

I thought for a moment and nodded.

"Okay."

"I'll count to three, and we'll scatter it together, okay?"

she said.

"Okay!"

We both stood up at the same time.

"One!"

she shouted loudly.

"Two!!"

I shouted back.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"It's your turn, why didn't you shout?"

I smiled and gave her a push.

"Just a little longer! I'm not ready yet."

She looked like she was about to cry.

She took a deep breath as if she had made up her mind, and shouted loudly towards the clear sky.

"Three!!!"

We threw the paper flowers we were holding tightly forward at the same time.

The white fragments floated briefly in the air like falling leaves, and then landed motionless on the grass in front of us.

There wasn't even a breath of wind around.

It was tragic.

We stared blankly for a while.

"It seems a bit tragic... as a farewell ceremony."

I said.

"Yeah!... There's no romance at all..."

she said, trying to hold back her tears.

But the tears eventually fell.

I offered her my shoulder.

She rested her head on my shoulder, sobbing softly.

"It shouldn't be like this...it's so unfair..."

she whimpered.

"Don't say that..."

I patted her back gently, comforting her.

"We tried our best, didn't we?"

"...Maybe we forgot to say the password."

I said.

"Password?"

She looked up at me slightly.

"Like the one at the end of the movie Love Letter!"

I said.

"?"

I cupped my hands around my mouth and shouted loudly to the sky, "I'm fine～～～!...Are you fine～～～～～?!"

She wiped the tears from her face and shouted back,

"I'm fine～～～!...Are you fine～～～～～?!"

"I'm really fine～～～!...Are you fine～～～～～?!"

I shouted even louder.

"I'm really fine~~~!"

Her tears welled up again like a burst dam.

"Are you... okay too?!"

Not far away, some people had already put down what they were doing and were looking over curiously.

A little further away, I could hear a few barks coming from somewhere.

She buried her face in my chest and sobbed for almost 10 minutes.

During that time, I could only gently pat her back, unable to say a single word of comfort.

(I understand! I've been through that kind of pain too.

Don't cry anymore.

) - I don't want to say any of that kind of pointless nonsense right now.

To be honest, seeing her cry so sadly, I couldn't help but want to cry too.

But I couldn't! I had to desperately hold it in.

If I cried now, it would be all over.

I would definitely break down emotionally too.

After a while, her voice gradually weakened until only the rise and fall of her breath remained, as if a baby had fallen asleep on my chest.

"Brother-in-law..."

she said, looking up.

"Yes.

What is it?"

"Do you still love Second Sister?"

"Yes...of course.

Although there are many setbacks in our lives, I still love her."

I said earnestly.

"Then...then you must be happy!"

she said, looking intently into my eyes.

"Yes.

Definitely."

I said firmly.

"If you meet someone you like again someday, try your best to hold onto happiness! Okay?"

"Yes.

Like you, brother-in-law?"

she said playfully, sticking out her tongue.

"Huh???"

I was stunned for a moment.

"I was just kidding."

she said with a smile.

"I promise you.

You must be happy."

As she spoke, her gaze involuntarily shifted to the mountain not far away.

Just then, a warm breeze suddenly blew in from nowhere, swirling up scraps of paper and fallen leaves from the ground, flying towards us and enveloping Xiaolan and me.

It lingered around us for a few seconds, as if reluctant to leave.

Then, as if remembering something, it swept everything away with a flourish.

"Look! Look!"

she exclaimed, shaking my arm excitedly. Her

finger pointed excitedly at the scraps of paper flying higher and farther away, a hint of tears still glistening in her eyes.

—The End—

Every time I stay overnight at my wife's parents' house, I deliberately make my wife, Xiaoxi, scream so that my sister-in-law, Xiaohong, whose room is across the hall, can hear me.

"...Richard...Ee...Ee...Ah~...Be gentle...I'll make a sound..."

She buried her face in my chest, moaning softly.

Even so, I held her close, my hard penis relentlessly thrusting in and out of her wet vagina.

"Let's change positions! I want to be inside from behind."

She nodded weakly, rolled over, and spread her legs slightly, raising her buttocks high.

Xiaoxi loved it when I touched her from behind.

Her waist was one of her erogenous zones.

She used to say that she would get wet when a man held her waist from behind.

I knew Xiaoxi had had many boyfriends before we started dating.

Maybe when I was fucking her from behind, she could more easily have sexual fantasies of having sex with other men? Honestly, every time I thought about what she said, it made me, her boyfriend (and later husband), feel a little uneasy.

I certainly wasn't the first man to let her discover this secret of pleasure.

However, even though she fantasized about another man's hands, the man truly and realistically holding her slender waist, pressing against her full, white buttocks, and becoming one with her, was me! Thinking of this, I couldn't help but deliberately increase the force of my lower abdomen, thrusting deep and heavy against her buttocks again and again. *

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!* "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

she finally couldn't help but cry out, just as unrestrained as when they made love at home.

Once she cried out, Xiaoxi stopped caring about anything else. Her waist moved in sync with the contractions of her vagina, rhythmically thrusting in and out of my throbbing, huge penis, moaning ecstatically… “Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!”

Once she was lost in the abyss of sex, she wouldn't hesitate to reach orgasm even if the sky were to fall.

My wife is that type of woman.

As I thrust harder, I glanced at the door out of the corner of my eye.

I had deliberately left the door ajar, facing the opposite door.

Because there was no one else in the house besides my parents, my sister-in-law Xiaohong never closed her door when she slept.

Even when we came back for a few days, she slept with the door wide open.

Of course, my wife and I had to close the door when we made love at night.

After all this tonight, Xiaohong probably won't be able to sleep.

"Wife...husband...is it...deep enough?"

I asked loudly on purpose.

I could vaguely hear rustling sounds and soft breathing outside the door.

"So deep...so deep...ah~~"

"...husband...insert...insert me...ah!ah!"

"Ah!! Ah!!...insert again!...insert again!..."

I thrust hard, and she was already a little incoherent.

Just before I brought her to orgasm, I deliberately pulled my penis out and intentionally showed it towards the door, then rubbed it against her plump, white buttocks a few times.

"Want more?"

I asked slyly.

I slapped her buttocks with my other hand.

Without turning her head, she pinched my thigh hard with her other hand.

I cried out in pain.

"Ugh...come on in."

She said through gritted teeth. She

'd pinched me so hard I almost bruised myself; how could I let her get away with it so easily?

I wanted her to give me a blowjob first, then I'd fuck her deeply in the missionary position until she climaxed, and then I'd shoot a load of thick semen into her mouth, making her lick my penis clean .

The oral sex afterward was even more professional than a professional's! Those who haven't tried it can't imagine the soul-stirring pleasure.

I couldn't resist letting her fuck me in her mouth for a while longer.

However, it depended on her mood! I didn't always enjoy it this way.

Only when she was particularly aroused would she bother to lick me afterwards.

That's how Xiaoxi kept me hooked.

Even when I occasionally cheated on her, I would always end up back in her bed.

But then again, she often used this trick to give me another orgasm.

Like tonight.

Meanwhile, my sister-in-law, Xiaohong, hadn't slept either.

She peeked through the slightly ajar door and saw me and her second sister having sex, and she also saw Xiaoxi sucking on my erect penis.

She was masturbating outside the door, and she couldn't remember how many times she had climaxed.

Her pale yellow lace panties were already soaked with vaginal fluid, and she had taken them off and left them in the hallway.

Several times she wanted to push the door open and let her brother-in-law's huge penis fill her almost frantic lower body.

This is what Xiaohong told me the next day.

I didn't wake up until almost noon the next day.

Xiaoxi was no longer in the room.

I lay on the soft bed for a while longer before noticing a small note on the bedside table.

It was from Xiaoxi, saying she and her parents had gone to the shop early and she should have breakfast by herself.

At the bottom of the note was written "love, wife,"

with a heart drawn next to it.

Women seem so easy to coax.

I stared blankly at the ceiling for a moment, then stretched and got out of bed.

The warm sunlight illuminated the entire room, and the decadent atmosphere of last night seemed to have vanished like a dream.

Hmm, except for the bathroom at the end of the hallway… there were two more sets of underwear in the laundry basket there.

One set, needless to say, was what my wife Xiaoxi had changed out of after their night of passion.

The other set, underneath, was clearly my sister-in-law Xiaohong's, judging by the size.

Xiaohong has a fuller bust, at least a D cup.

Xiaoxi is a large C cup.

Both women had curvaceous figures, but Xiaohong's was hotter, more alluring, and more daring in showcasing her stunning figure through her clothing.

Both sets of underwear still bore traces of undried bodily fluids.

I'm used to seeing women's underwear casually placed around.

Generally speaking, by "D cup or larger," I mean that, visually, her breasts are significantly larger than my wife's C cup, whether viewed from the front, side, or from above—they are undeniably magnificent. Of

course, I've been fooled by padded bras and magic bras over the years.

However, I believe that if it were any of you, you wouldn't have any doubts about my sister-in-law's breast size.

Because she often doesn't wear a bra after showering, only a loose white t-shirt and shorts over her body, and flaunts her large breasts in front of us (except when her parents are also present).

Her nipples are almost bursting out of her clothes, and the shape of her breasts is clearly visible.

To be honest, I've seen my sister-in-law's breasts completely a long time ago! Whenever she lazily lounges on the sofa watching TV, or does anything like raising her arm or bending over, her fair, tender breasts and luscious light cherry-pink nipples are given a free pass to my eyes! With such obvious exposure, doesn't she realize it herself? To be honest, besides her naturally generous and cheerful personality, and her somewhat easygoing nature, perhaps it's because she doesn't really care about being seen by her brother-in-law? Every time Xiaoxi and I are naked in bed doing the most unspeakable things, it's clearly presented in her eyes.

Compared to her, what was there to be ashamed of dressed like that? Perhaps provoked by us, or out of a bit of jealousy and comparison, she wanted to intentionally or unintentionally show off her young and beautiful figure, proving she was in no way inferior to her second sister! If I had the chance, I'd really like to see my sister-in-law's naked body, especially to examine her vulva closely.

I've heard that female college students these days are very open about sex; Xiaohong has a boyfriend, so she must have quite a bit of experience, right? But no matter what, a female college student's vulva should be brighter, firmer, and more youthful than a married woman's.

And the heavy feeling and elasticity of those super D-cup breasts in my hands is also something to look forward to! As I walked out of the bathroom and passed her open bedroom door, I paused for a moment.

Xiaohong, that little girl, seems to still be fast asleep.

I went downstairs to the kitchen to make coffee.

*** My father-in-law runs a food wholesale business in Fengyuan.

He continuously invests the profits from the food business in real estate in Taichung City, thus accumulating considerable assets.

They now live in a three-story detached villa in the suburbs of Fengyuan, with a land area of over 100 ping (approximately 333 square meters).

The spacious front yard can park four Mercedes-Benz cars at the same time.

The backyard has a small garden with some flowers, plants, and a few maple trees.

The total floor area of the three-story house should be over 200 ping (approximately 133 square meters).

There are six bedrooms, a large storage room, four bathrooms, and two living rooms, one large and one small, on the first and second floors respectively.

The kitchen is also located on the first floor.

The elderly couple's room was on the second floor.

Xiaoxi and Xiaohong both slept on the third floor.

The furniture and furnishings in the house weren't extravagant.

However, there were quite a lot of things, making it seem a bit cluttered.

This was understandable.

Just the personal belongings of the two elderly people and their five sisters could easily fill a typical 40-square-meter apartment. I sat at the sunlit kitchen table, sipping freshly brewed coffee, and couldn't help but imagine the sight of the bathroom filled with all sorts of bras and underwear if the five sisters lived together.

Then, images of the five sisters naked in the bathroom showering, washing their hair, grooming themselves in front of the mirror, playfully teasing each other, and touching and comparing their figures flashed before my eyes.

Then let's add my eldest sister, my third sister's husband, myself, and Xiaohong's boyfriend to the mix—a group of us engaging in fondling and promiscuous acts with other people's partners in the bathroom! Who would I choose to rape first? Hmm… it should be my third sister, Xiaohui, right? Of all the sisters, she's the most understanding. From her words and actions, you can tell she cares for me, her brother-in-law, and is also a virtuous wife and loving mother. She

always has a smile on her face whenever we meet.

Her figure is also amazing; her breasts are between Xiaohong's and Xiaoxi's, easily engulfed in one hand.

The shapely buttocks and the lines of her pantyhose beneath her tight cotton trousers are beautifully alluring.

Even when she wore shorts or a tight skirt, her thighs and calves remained firm and shapely.

From her subtly alluring eyes to her meticulously groomed toes, she exuded the mature charm unique to a thirty-year-old married woman.

To rape her behind her husband's back, a professor, had always been my dream, let alone stripping her naked in front of him, letting me taste every inch of his woman's sensitive skin, and then letting his wife's tender, juicy genitals and full lips satisfy my lust.

Imagining her moaning softly, responding to my thrusting and churning inside her, her pitiful eyes pleading for his help, I couldn't help but get a strong erection.

To calm myself down, I forced myself to stand up, poured out the now-cold coffee, poured myself a fresh cup, and ordered a Mild Seven.

Just then, my sister-in-law, Xiaohong, came downstairs.

I happened to be standing by the refrigerator at the bottom of the stairs, and when I looked up, I saw that she was wearing a loose t-shirt that barely reached her knees, and nothing on her lower body, her two jade-like legs almost reaching her thighs.

Damn it! My little brother, which had just managed to calm down a bit, immediately became erect again! "Good morning,"

I smiled awkwardly at her, subconsciously trying to cover it with the mug in my hand.

But it was obviously just an attempt to hide it.

As she walked downstairs, she glanced in my direction, scratched her slightly messy long hair, and yawned, saying, "Good morning, brother-in-law.

Where's everyone else? Did they all go out?"

Then she casually brushed past me and opened the refrigerator next to me.

As she bent down slightly, considering what to take, I noticed—wow!—that she wasn't wearing anything under her t-shirt except for a thin pair of underwear.

Peeking through the neckline of her t-shirt, I could see her two large, round breasts hanging down her chest, bouncing and trembling with her movements.

Whether intentionally or not, she hesitated for a while before finally picking up a carton of milk, opening the seal, and gulping down a few mouthfuls.

"Drinking something cold right after waking up isn't good for your health!"

I tried to change the subject.

She squinted, a half-smile on her face, and said, "So peeking at women's breasts right after waking up is good for your health, right?"

I gave an awkward, dry laugh.

"You're practically tempting

me to commit a crime dressed like that!" She took a step closer, her nipples almost touching my chest, her large, watery eyes staring straight into mine for a long while.

"...Does brother-in-law want to commit a crime?... "

A wave of the scent of a woman just awakened waking up assaulted my nostrils.

"Haha..."

Even so, my pants were about to burst, and the pain made me almost unable to stand.

"Coffee, is it good?"

"No!"

"Can I have a sip?"

"No.

There's more over there, pour yourself."

"I want yours."

"What do you want?"

"Your coffee! You don't want me to drink your semen, do you?"

"I won't give you my semen either."

"Ugh~~ I want it anyway~~~~"

"What do you want? My coffee? Or my semen?"

"You're so mean! I'll punch you! You and my second sister do this too!"

"That's right! You saw it too."

After saying that, we couldn't help but look at each other and burst into laughter.

I gave her the coffee cup.

She took it and took a small sip, put the cup aside, and suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck, giving me a deep and long kiss.

When her warm, soft, wet tongue slid into my mouth to explore me, my body trembled slightly, and the cigarette in my hand fell to the ground.

The sunlight streaming through the window shimmered on her long, curled eyelashes.

Her lower abdomen brushed against my crotch, seemingly unintentionally, and she whispered close to my earlobe,

"...If brother-in-law wants to commit a crime...isn't now the perfect time?"

"I...I'm your brother-in-law."

Even I find it hard to believe.

"Brother-in-law is a man too!"

"As a man, wouldn't you want to see your sister-in-law's body?"

she said in a deliberately coquettish tone.

"...My body is at least ten years younger than my second sister's! My skin is fair and tender, my breasts are big and elastic, and my butt is perky.

You've already seen that, haven't you, brother-in-law?..."

She blinked, pressing her two plump breasts against me, her lips brushing against my cheek, breathing hot air.

"I'm also very good at sex! My moans are very pleasant.

Brother-in-law, do you want to try?"

she said, taking my hand and pressing it against her breasts.

"...Hey~~ feel it yourself, pinch it... You've wanted to do this for a long time, haven't you!..."

I swallowed hard.

"...Why me?... "

"Why? Is there another reason? Because I like, brother-in-law!"

She said seductively, gently biting my lower lip with her cherry lips.

After the sunlight fades and desire melts away, will that expression still be as gentle? "You know what? In my fantasies, brother-in-law has already made love to me dozens of times... Last night... your big cock... I don't know how many hundreds of times it has penetrated me... My little sister is still wet and swollen... Oh, brother-in-law is so bad... I... really want you to penetrate me..."

She said as she vigorously stroked my bulging crotch.

"Oh... really?"

I lifted her t-shirt from behind, wrapped one arm tightly around her waist, and slipped the other hand into her underwear from behind.

She gasped and suddenly squeezed her legs together.

"But you're not wet down there!"

I said with a laugh, then checked again with my middle finger.

"Ah!! ~ You mean it~, you're so mean!... I... I was wet just now! If my brother-in-law's big cock went in, I'd definitely..."

I gently covered her mouth with my hand.

Her big, clear eyes stared at me.

Before she could react, I lifted her face with both hands and kissed her lips.

Her legs trembled again, and her breathing became rapid.

The pounding of her chest was particularly clear in the quiet kitchen.

The romantic tranquility of the universe, even with your eyes, can't compare to the sheer beauty of Xiaohong's breasts, which are truly exquisite. Her

grapefruit-shaped, white breasts are topped with firm, light cherry-colored umbrella-shaped areolas and nipples of just the right size.

When I gently rock her breasts up and down with my hands, the irritating way the tips tremble is irresistible; anyone would want to immediately suckle them or bite them hard.

The feeling of actually holding her breasts, heavy and elastic, is ten times more pleasurable than just looking at them! Perhaps only the large breasts of a pregnant woman in her late stages of pregnancy, or a young mother still breastfeeding, can compare to the pleasure of playing with them! Xiaohong's breasts, squeezed by my ten fingers, seem about to spurt white milk from her nipples.

I once slept with a young mother who sold insurance (a married woman, P). Besides wanting me to suckle her breast milk (she seemed addicted to it), she also wanted me to ejaculate inside her without a condom.

If I got her pregnant, I wondered how many more cup sizes her already huge D-cup breasts would grow? I secretly thought that even during the time I couldn't penetrate her while she was pregnant, I'd still have her use her big, wanton breasts to give me oral sex.

In fact, this thought had crossed my mind several times before.

However, the object of that thought was my third sister, Xiaohui.

Xiaohui's son is almost a year old.

I heard she's still breastfeeding.

From the few times I've seen her, her breasts seem to have remained at the size they were in during the early stages of breastfeeding.

Those breasts should still be able to produce a considerable amount of milk, right? I wonder if she also engaged in breast and oral sex with her husband during her pregnancy (or even anal sex? That would be too stimulating, wouldn't it?). Every time I look at her breasts and imagine her husband's penis between her full breasts or penetrating her delicate lips, I can't help but want to call a married woman to relieve my lust.

Infatuation is fleeting and unbearable; this spring night is wasted. Can you cover your body to share everything? I asked Xiaohong to sit on a dining chair with a backrest, take off her t-shirt and pink sheer panties, and spread her legs wide into an M shape.

She obediently complied.

She closed her eyes and used her long, painted fingernails to part her labia so I could see her vulva.

The moist, red flesh of her vulva, with its folds clearly visible.

Her labia were small and cute.

Her pubic hair wasn't too thick, and it was slightly curly. Youth is wonderful!

But those who can appreciate youthful flesh are even happier. I buried

my head between her legs, my hands constantly caressing the inside of her fair thighs . " Ah

... "It's so big, so hard, so hot..." she exhaled. I kissed her lips again, hooked one leg around hers, squatted slightly, and aimed my penis at her vulva with the other. With a sudden thrust of my hips, my entire thick, hard penis was easily enveloped by her innocent yet wanton labia, penetrating her warm, moist vagina to the hilt. Then, I gripped the sides of the chair with both hands, using the strength of my waist and the weight of my upper body to press down on her flesh. Must I wait until my youth has completely withered before I can have everything? I fucked her hard and fast, the base of my penis hitting her clitoris hard with every thrust. "Plop, plop, plop, plop..." "Ee...ee...ee...ee...ee..." she gasped, gripping the chair tightly. Oh my god! Completely unexpectedly, her moans sounded like those of a young high school girl. This inadvertently fueled my possessiveness. My sister-in-law, just blossoming into womanhood, a lively and outgoing college beauty, a devilishly beautiful but innocent-looking little slut—this stunning woman, possessing all these qualities, was moaning and groaning beneath my huge cock. How many men only encounter such an opportunity once in their lives? I wouldn't have touched her before! Today, Xiaohong willingly let my big cock penetrate her juicy little hole. If I didn't thrust into her until she felt like we were kindred spirits, and the taste of her brother-in-law's big cock deep inside her was unforgettable for life, how could I do justice to myself and the other men with the same desires (brothers-in-law, seniors, juniors, teachers, and friends)? Seeing that she was almost falling off the chair from my ministrations, I pulled out and made her turn around and lean over the dining table, supporting her upper body with her elbows, her beautiful large breasts swaying in the air. I then placed one foot on the chair, her wet vulva opening wide, making it easy to insert my penis from behind, which was covered in her love juice.

"...Xiaohong...you should have come sooner...huff...huff...I would have...had sex with you sooner...huff...huff..."

"No...don't say anymore...Ee! Ee! Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law!...Ee!~~~Ee!~~~~Ah!~

...

"Xiaohong!...Xiaohong!...Brother-in-law, I'm fucking you!...Fucking your wet pussy!...Hoo...So beautiful!...Xiaohong's pussy is so beautiful!...Hoo...Let your brother-in-law fuck your pussy every day!...Okay?!...Xiaohong!"

"Ee!! ~~~ Ee!! ~~~... I'll fuck you! ... Ah! ~~~ So deep! ... So deep! ... Ah ah... Xiaohong wants to... Ah ~~~ fuck her brother-in-law every day... Cock! ... Ah! No

! No! No! No

! Oral

!! ~~ ... Finally, after my brother-in-law's huge cock bombarded my sister-in-law's poor little hole, he naturally brought her to heaven. Her private parts exploded. In the so-called fateful relationship and intertwined destiny of sister-in-law and brother-in-law, this was a must! Afterwards, we both lazily slumped in our chairs. I lit a Mild Seven and slowly exhaled white smoke towards the ceiling. The white smoke changed shapes as it slowly rose, disappearing in a moment, leaving only the unpleasant smell of secondhand smoke in the air. Even that will eventually disappear. Once lit by the red flames, the cigarette begins to burn away its body and memories little by little in the warm mouth. Isn't male sexual desire the same? I thought vaguely. The sunlight outside the window was dazzlingly bright. The maple trees in the backyard shimmered in the light. Some blurry image seemed to slowly awaken and take shape in a corner of my mind, but it gradually faded away after a while. I told Xiaohong about this thought about male sexual desire and cigarettes. She tilted her head and thought for a few seconds, then said, "I don't really understand. But I've heard that smoking affects a guy's sexual ability, is that true?" "Of course not," I said, looking at a non-existent point on the ceiling. "Even if I smoked ten packs a day, I could still fuck you to heaven every day." She chuckled. She stretched out her right foot and gently rubbed her smooth sole against my crotch. At the base of her swollen, youthful thighs, beautiful pubic hair and pubic hair peeked out from under her loose t-shirt with the movement of her foot. "Want to do it again?" she said. "Hmm... okay," I said. The phone suddenly rang. The restaurant's phone was right next to her. She answered it casually. "Hello?...Um...Um...Um, he's up too. ...Drinking coffee...Um...Um...Okay." She handed me the phone, grinning mischievously, "It's Second Sister, calling from the shop." "Hello?...Um...Um..." Xiao Xi said she was helping out at the shop and asked if I wanted to come over. "...Not really. I want to rest at home. Read some magazines, watch TV or something ..." Xiao Hong leaned over, unbuckled my belt, rubbed my limp penis a few times, and then took it into her mouth and started stroking it. After a couple of strokes, it got hard again. "...It's okay, it's okay. I'm fine...Um, I know...Um...Um..." Xiao Xi rambled on about things at the shop on the phone. I absentmindedly gave her casual replies. While Xiaohong was giving me oral sex, she was also stroking my testicles with her hands. My other hand wasn't idle either; I lifted her t-shirt and pinched one of her breasts, teasing her erect nipple. After a while, I pulled out my penis and gestured for her to give me a blowjob. "Mmm...mmm...that's good...mmm...mmm..." I said, gently thrusting my hips. Xiaohong frantically grabbed her breasts and squeezed them against my penis. She looked very ashamed. "Okay...okay...mmm...okay...mmm...I know...I'll tell her for you, you have to trouble her...she? She's eating my hot dog right now." "What!?" Xiaohong exclaimed in surprise. "No hot dogs for breakfast?... Let me see. Oh. Wrong, it's purple rice balls... Hmm, no problem. I don't think she'll mind. ...No, no. ...Hmm... Okay... Okay... I'll use my huge cock that fucked you last night to fuck your sister's pussy properly... Bye..." I said into the phone with a laugh. Xiaohong snatched the phone away to listen. Beep... Beep... Beep... "You're lying! You're lying! The call was disconnected a long time ago. Right?" She said, hitting my chest and blushing. I picked her up and kissed her forehead. "Aren't we going to have another round?" "Hmm... Can we go to my room?" *** Xiaohong's bed was soft and comfortable. There was a girlish scent in the room. Cosmetics, trendy clothes, plush toys, movie and idol posters, rows of CDs, Chinese and English textbooks, a bedside stereo—she had everything a girl her age should have. The items were plentiful, yet neat and clean. We caressed each other's bodies on her bed. Being invited to her bed by my sister-in-law, then holding her soft, naked body, smelling her faint hair fragrance, gave me a surreal feeling, as if time had turned back to when I was twenty. Back then, I probably spent all my time thinking about how to sleep with a girl like my sister-in-law. "Brother-in-law…what are you thinking about?" …"…Are you worried about us…?" …"Worried? What do you mean?" “…Don't worry. I won't tell my second sister."

She said readily.

"..."

"..."

"I'm not worried about that.

..."

"Then what are you worried about?"

"...I'm thinking...if I become too fond of you, that would be terrible." "

..."

She was unusually silent for a long time, unconsciously playing with my penis.

"Even if you're joking and lying to me, I'm still happy..."

"..."

I sighed inwardly.

"Of course I'm lying to you..."

"Really?"

She looked straight at me.

"Really.

...Uh...no, not really.

I mean, I really am lying to you."

"Ugh!"

She grabbed my crotch hard, and I almost jumped off the bed.

She was silent for a long time again, staring into my eyes as if trying to see right through me.

"I've noticed that you and Xiaolan are the same type of people.

You don't want others to know.

...And you both used to..."

She swallowed the words that were about to come out.

Xiaolan was her fourth sister.

"..."

"I'm sorry, I think I said something I shouldn't have..."

"Why are you apologizing?

I don't care what others say."

... "The past is the past, no one can change anything."

I said casually.

"Life is short.

When you should be happy, be happy.

That's enough..."

"...Hmm...that's true..."

She nodded thoughtfully.

Then her eyes returned to their usual lively state.

"...Brother-in-law, do you want to know a secret?"

She blinked, feigning mystery.

"A secret? What secret?"

"You have to swear you won't tell anyone."

"I swear, I won't tell anyone. Not

even the stray dogs on the street will know."

"Hehe... Go tell the stray dogs! I won't stop you.

...Now, close your eyes."

I did as she said, secretly praying she wouldn't take out a whip or any kind of torture device.

"You're not thinking of tying me up and whipping me or anything, are you!"

"Good girl.

You're so smart.

...I didn't say you couldn't open your eyes!..."

I heard her open the wardrobe, like the sound of a lock being opened, followed by a rustling sound.

I couldn't help but peek through a crack in my eyes.

She was almost finished putting on a black bunny girl outfit with her back to me! "Okay.

You can open your eyes now."

She climbed onto the bed, proudly showing off her outfit in front of me.

Her top was low-cut and high-slit.

She wore fluffy bunny ears, and distinctive black and white bow ties around her neck and on her wrists, along with white cufflinks with gold cufflinks.

The most shocking part was her black fishnet stockings, which were wide open at the genitals! Her pubic hair and pitiful vulva were completely exposed, seemingly shamelessly awaiting the insertion of a large penis! Wearing this bunny girl outfit that supposedly made men's penises 120 degrees hard, Xiaohong seemed to have transformed from an innocent college student by day into a hostess who served various men at night with her beautiful breasts and vulva.

I couldn't help but gasp.

"Do you like it?"

she asked with a smile.

"I love it, I love it.

You've become a completely different person! So sexy!"

I exclaimed, and my younger brother, who was looking up at me, honestly echoed my sentiments.

"Huh? Your boyfriend likes you wearing this when you're being intimate with him?"

"Boyfriend? You mean Xiaowei? Hehe... that silly guy doesn't have that kind of luck!..."

she said ambiguously.

I was a little surprised, but then I thought about it, and it wasn't surprising at all.

With Xiaohong's looks, it wasn't impossible for her to have more than one boyfriend.

"I have other clothes too.

Do you want to see them?"

I opened the large, lockable drawer at the bottom of the wardrobe, which was full of costumes that would be used for sex.

There were light blue sailor uniforms, white nurse outfits, flight attendant uniforms, two-piece racing girl outfits, maid aprons and headbands… and even an SM leather outfit.

I was so impressed I almost sneered.

“I just bought this bunny outfit last week… and today is the first time I’m actually wearing it!”

she said, wrapping her arms around my neck affectionately.

I knew her penis was itching again.

“Oh

…”

I kneaded her breasts while squatting down to lick her vulva.

“Even your brother-in-law hasn’t tried this yet…”

I almost dropped my jaw and hit my own penis when I heard that.

Of course, the above statement didn’t imply that my penis was very long.

Xiaohong’s brother-in-law, Zhenghong, is a dermatologist practicing in Taichung City.

I’ve been to their luxury apartment in the Taichung City redevelopment zone a couple of times.

In every respect, it was a tastefully decorated apartment.

The interior was predominantly cool-toned, paired with understated yet exquisitely high-quality imported furniture that clearly came at a premium price.

Prints by famous artists adorned the walls.

The apartment's decor and furnishings were, I'd heard, all chosen and arranged by the eldest sister.

I tried to connect Zheng Hong's square face, with its gold-rimmed glasses and overly serious demeanor, with cross-dressing.

But it was truly hard to imagine.

"You and Zheng... Zheng Hong were having an affair?... When did it start?... "

I stammered.

"Are you surprised?"

"To be honest, I'm quite surprised."

"...How should I put it?...I guess my relationship with my brother-in-law is a kind of family-run compensated dating!"

Xiaohong said casually, as if it were something everyone did.

"Family-run compensated dating?...Hey! You didn't sleep with Jiahui too, did you?"

I asked irritably.

(Family-sponsored dating…does that include me?) Jiahui is Xiaohui's husband, and Xiaohong's third sister's husband.

As mentioned before, he teaches at a university.

(Having sex with his wife Xiaohui in front of him is my biggest dream.

) Xiaohong blinked her long, curved eyelashes.

I was speechless for a moment.

Such a complicated relationship would be exhausting to think about seriously.

So I simply lay on the bed without thinking or judging anything, and started habitually looking at the ceiling.

The ceiling was covered with off-white checkered wallpaper, nothing particularly eye-catching or flawed.

It was the kind of ordinary scene you see everywhere.

That's why I like looking at the ceiling.

You can understand a ceiling without any special thinking.

There are no life-related questions in it.

It's even simpler and easier to understand than deciding which bento box to buy at the convenience store.

Who your sister-in-law sleeps with is her own business.

Even if she sleeps with an African elephant, it's none of your concern.

"My brother-in-law meets me regularly at the beginning, middle, and end of each month, and he always wants me to... meet at a hotel or motel in the suburbs... Jia Hui... My third brother-in-law is less consistent... Sometimes it's three or four times a month, sometimes one or two... When did it start?... Uh... I don't really remember... It should be, almost two years now, right?..."

"My brother-in-law is so funny! Don't let his usual appearance fool you... He buys me weird clothes to wear... He says it makes sex more exciting... You wouldn't believe it, would you? Such a respectable-looking man... Hehe... I'll let you in on a secret! My brother-in-law seems to really like SM."

…But I hate doing that! …So I tried it once and then stopped, but he wouldn't give up and kept urging me on! …I can't help it, I just can't accept it…it's a bit perverted…I wonder if my older sister is treated like that at home too…If so, that's so pitiful…”

She paused, tilting her head as if thinking quite seriously.

“…But my brother-in-law is quite generous to me! He always gives me bags, clothes, jewelry, and things like that afterward…and of course, money…”

“My second brother-in-law doesn't give as much, but he's a good person…he's very gentle during sex and treats me very well in private…it's just a pity about his skills in bed…hmm? It's really a headache, why do I always seem unable to refuse men older than me?…”

She continued talking non-stop.

Most of the time, I just listened quietly, occasionally offering a few indifferent comments like "Oh,"

"Yeah?" or

"That's fucking awesome!" Perhaps she noticed my silence, or maybe it was my brother's sudden softening, or both; anyway, she suddenly stopped. "What's wrong with you?...Why are you suddenly silent?...Are you angry?...Or are you jealous?" She looked into my eyes, as if doing so would provide a simple and direct answer. "I'm being terrible, aren't I?... " "...I just didn't want to hide it from you and make you suddenly find out later..." "Do you hate me?" "...What are you talking about? I have no right to say whether it's terrible or not. ...I'm not angry. And I'm not really jealous of anyone. ...Besides...I don't hate you either..." I sighed. "...However, Xiaohong...I would never want to buy your body with money...Although I'm beyond redemption, I wouldn't want to ruin you like this..." Saying this went against my brother's will (he not only has his own will, but often goes against mine), and it was somewhat insincere. However, I was also happy to say it. This time, my rationality finally prevailed temporarily. "Brother-in-law!...Actually, I'm not short of money. ...I never thought of asking you for money..." She gently stroked my brother, her tone suddenly softening. "To be honest, it was just a game with them, I was never really serious...I can end things with them right away..." " ..." "..." "Can I ask you a stupid question?" "What stupid question?" "Do you have an Oedipus complex?" "Oedipus complex?...Oedipus my foot! You're the one with an Oedipus complex!!" she said, laughing and annoyed. "Hey!...So...is it that your boyfriend can't satisfy you, and Zheng Hong and Jia Hui just happen to have a naturally large penis like me?" "Hahaha...really! You men are all the same! All you do is compare this and that. Whose penis is bigger, who can last the longest...it's so boring!...Women want feelings!...Deciding who you like or dislike based on feelings, not whose penis is bigger...but..." "But what?" "But...ugh! I hate it! I'm not telling you!..." "Hehe...you're too shy to say it, so I'll say it for you. But among all these guys, my second brother-in-law's big cock feels the best, the most enjoyable to fuck. Right?" I chuckled, touching her exposed vulva with my finger. "Hmph! You're so vain! Who wants your big cock!" She slapped my hand away, turning her back to me. "Fine, if you don't want it, then I won't fuck you anymore." "It dares!...You dare!" She started to coo, then suddenly turned around and gripped my penis tightly. Then she loosened her grip, bringing her cherry lips to kiss the glans. "...If...if I could hold it like this forever, I wonder if that would be called happiness?... " she seemed to be talking to herself as she spoke to my penis. Okay! I must admit, even though I could vaguely sense that she sometimes had a rather innocent side, it was completely unexpected for words like "forever" and "happiness" to slip out of her mouth while she was sucking on a penis. I suddenly remembered that Xiaofeng, probably around her age, had said something similar: for her, "forever is something that happens in an instant." At the time, I didn't understand the true meaning of those words, nor could I. To be honest, no matter how grand my words sounded, everything I did, all the sweet talk I uttered, no matter how roundabout my approach, ultimately boiled down to nothing more than thinking about how to sleep with her.

Later, for a while, I wandered around aimlessly every night, desperately having sex with every woman willing to sleep with me, even to the point of excruciating pain in my penis, and still wouldn't stop.

Finally, one night, a girl slapped me in bed and yelled, "You're crazy! You've torn the skin inside! If you want to have sex, go home and do it to the walls!"

Only then did I realize.

What she meant by "forever" didn't really refer to a lifetime until the end of time, but rather to a fleeting realization that regardless of whether you continue to love this person in the future, you will never forget this person, this face at that moment.

...So, I shamefully spread her thighs, clad in black fishnet stockings, wide into a large "M" shape, and began to slowly and deeply insert my hot, hard cock into her slightly parted, protruding vulva, again and again.

The so-called forever is something that happens in an instant... *plop*... The so-called forever is something that happens in an instant... *hmm*... The so-called forever is an instant... Ahhh... The so-called forever is... Ahhhhhhh... "What are you doing?!"

With a sudden, thunderous shout, Xiaohong and I turned simultaneously towards the source of the somewhat familiar voice—the room door.

There stood my eldest sister, Xiaohua, a limp, incredulous expression on her face.

Caught red-handed, my first thought was—how to explain why her younger sister, Xiaohong, was wearing a revealing bunny girl outfit; why I, her brother-in-law, was naked in her bed; and finally, and most importantly—why my huge penis was inexplicably inside her.

While my mind was still struggling with this rather thorny problem, my penis, oblivious to the predicament, continued its piston-like motion.

(Hey bro! Why are you racking your brains? The answer is right in front of you! Your little brother likes your sister-in-law's sister, and she likes me too, so it's only natural that we'd end up together. Just

tell me the truth, bro!) My big-dicked little brother seemed to be saying this to me.

Xiaohong stood there, mouth agape, stunned. I guess she was too surprised to know how to react. When she came to her senses, she suddenly pushed me away with a whoosh, quickly pulled the blanket over herself, leaving only her small head, a pair of innocent-looking, watery eyes, and a pair of long rabbit ears showing.

I coughed and pretended to scratch my head, secretly pointing to the top of my head with my finger to hint to her.

She understood, awkwardly forcing a smile, and slowly removed the rabbit ears, tucking them into the blankets.

I thought, even a stray dog passing by would know what we were doing.

Usually, in situations like this, either I'm raping her, or she's raping me, or we're having an affair.

Judging from the current situation, the first two options seem unlikely.

So, it's reasonable to deduce why my penis is inserted into Xiaohong's vagina.

(The above is the author's possible reasoning process for a virtual stray dog.) "What's going on?"

the older sister asked again, feigning ignorance.

Her tone was slightly gentler, but more suspicious.

I looked at Xiaohong.

She was looking to me for help with pitiful eyes.

I sighed inwardly.

Damn, I wasn't the only one enjoying it.

It seems like cheating is always the man's responsibility.

Oh well, it's better to tell the truth at times like this.

Isn't there a saying that honesty is the best

policy? Since we're going to go for the best, honesty is the best strategy.

"Um... here's how it is... This morning, um, the weather was nice... I got up and went downstairs to the restaurant for coffee... I was smoking and thinking about some things... Then Xiaohong came downstairs, opened the refrigerator and drank some milk... During this time, I secretly looked at her breasts, and my penis got hard again... Then, not long after, somehow, my little brother was inside her little sister... Um, that's roughly it..."

I omitted the part about sexual fantasies because Xiaohua was also involved in them.

Even if I remove that part, I don't think it will affect the integrity of the story! Besides, I don't want to anger her and make her mistakenly think I'm a fetishist or a sexual pervert or something.

Xiaohua looked at me, then at Xiaohong.

The latter's head was lowered, her rosy cheeks blushing like ripe apples.

Xiaohua looked at me again.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Sigh..."

Xiaohua seemed to give up and broke the silence first. "You still have the mood to joke at a time like this... When will you be able to be a little serious? Richard..." "

...Brother-in-law is telling the truth.

I don't know how I got penetrated by him."

Xiaohong raised her head and repeated my words innocently.

"...Brother-in-law...you still remember he's your brother-in-law?

...You...you...you've gone too far this time!"

Xiaohua said sternly.

Xiaohong mischievously stuck out her tongue, hiding most of her face behind the blanket, revealing a pair of mischievous eyes that kept glancing at me.

"Aren't you going to put your clothes on?"

I then realized I was still completely naked.

My big penis was sticking straight up in mid-air.

Xiaohua's gaze seemed to intentionally or unintentionally drift towards my lower body.

I deliberately took my time looking for clothes.

After finally finding all my clothes, I put them on.

Xiaohua took a deep breath and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Richard... come downstairs with me first.

I... have something to tell you..."

She paused, then said to Xiaohong, "I'll settle the score with you later."

I obediently followed her downstairs.

Apart from the fourth sister, Xiaolan, Xiaohua was considered one of the slimmer sisters in her family.

However, compared to Xiaolan's bony beauty, Xiaohua was just the right amount of thin.

She had plenty of curves in the right places, such as her breasts and hips.

Although she was nearly 36 years old, perhaps because she had never had children and because she swam regularly, she still maintained a very slender figure.

Xiaohua wore a pearl-colored, wide-necked silk blouse today, the top two buttons undone, revealing her bare breasts and cleavage.

A delicate necklace adorned her slender neck,

its one-carat heart-shaped pendant landing precisely on her cleavage.

From the back, the clasp of her bra was visible beneath the blouse;

it appeared to be an apple-green, half-cup style with thin straps.

She wore a chestnut-colored pencil skirt that clung tightly to her pear-shaped hips,

the outline of her panties faintly visible.

The cleft of her buttocks exuded an alluring, almost sinful, sensuality.

Like a ripe fruit about to fall, waiting for you to reach for the South Country to catch it from below.

Her elegant figure descending the stairs was absolutely captivating.

Her upper body was naturally upright,

her slender waist swaying gently, causing her hips to sway slightly.

Her long legs were clad in soft indoor slippers.

She stepped up the stairs at a leisurely pace.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, each step was like a beautiful musical note.

Every movement was so elegant and sensual, yet also possessed an indescribable intellectual beauty.

The Creator must have kissed her waist and hips, otherwise, how could such a captivating figure have been created? I followed closely behind her, taking the same steps as her.

Like two perfectly in sync dancing the tango.

Even if I looked at that figure for a lifetime, I probably wouldn't get tired of it. I guess to achieve that level of beauty, her abdomen, waist, vagina, and anus must have all been trained. That must be a very blissful thing for the man who makes love to her.

*** Xiaohua said it wasn't convenient to talk at home, so we got into her gleaming white Lexus two-door manual electric convertible.

The car drove up the mountain.

She skillfully steered along the winding mountain road, shifting gears and accelerating with practiced ease.

The roof remained closed.

Beautiful classical music played inside.

A cool breeze from the trees blew in through the rolled-down window, gently brushing her hair back.

Her face, lightly made up, revealed no obvious emotion.

Beneath her meticulously groomed, thin eyebrows, her straight, high nose resembled an unattainable classical sculpture.

Her lips, painted a pale peach pink, remained slightly pursed.

With each movement of her hands, her half-exposed white breasts and the lace trim of her apple-green bra peeked out.

Bathed in sunlight, their beautiful shape could no longer be concealed.

I couldn't help but glance at her again.

The older sister seemed to notice my gaze lingering on her.

"Are my breasts pretty?"

she asked, her eyes still fixed on the mountain road ahead, a half-smile playing on her lips.

"...Yes.

Very beautiful...very beautiful..."

I said, looking at her slender fingers gripping the steering wheel.

"Oh?...How beautiful?"

A smile, devoid of any particular meaning, played on her lips.

"Hmm...so beautiful...if a big truck were coming right in front of me, I wouldn't want to look away!..."

She turned her head and looked at me in surprise.

Just for a few seconds.

Then her expression changed to a complex one.

"Are you just flattering me? Or are you telling the truth?"

"...Flattery?...Or the truth?...Maybe both...who can figure it out so clearly?..."

I muttered to myself.

"...Why don't you try it? Find a big truck and drive it towards it.

You and I will soon find out how much of what I said was true

..."

I said jokingly, taking a cigarette out of my pocket.

Her nipple seemed to tremble silently. Her

rounded thighs under her tight skirt tightened slightly.

"..."

"...

" "...Sigh..."

She sighed softly.

"...What am I supposed to do with you, Richard?...No wonder...no wonder that little girl Xiaohong would fall for you..."

"..."

"...Even I can be so easily aroused by you...let alone Xiaohong..."

She sighed again.

If you got a little closer to her body, you could smell a faint, elegant foundation scent.

That fragrance gently stirred my thoughts from time to time.

Surprisingly, there weren't many cars on the road.

The sound of the Lexus's tires as it drove lightly on the mountain road was exceptionally clear.

We maintained a silence for about ten minutes.

As if letting that sound take us wherever it wanted to take us.

"Can I smoke in the car?"

As far as I knew, my older sister didn't smoke.

"Sure.

Please go ahead,"

she replied simply.

She reached for the ashtray in the car.

It was spotless, not a single cigarette butt inside.

I lit a Mild Seven, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled.

"Didn't you have something to tell me?"

I asked.

"..."

She didn't answer.

From her deeply furrowed brow, I guessed her thoughts were probably still a jumbled mess.

Like a tangled ball of yarn, not knowing where to begin! I waited silently for her to speak, the cigarette in my hand already a third burned down.

I smoked, watching the rows of trees receding in the rearview mirror.

In the distance, amidst the green mountains, a pale brown hue could be seen.

The maple leaves in the mountains were almost turning color.

A sense of melancholy crept into my heart.

"Do you listen to classical music?"

she suddenly asked, a question completely unrelated to what I had expected.

"Classical music?...You mean the music playing now?"

"Yes.

Do you like it?"

"Classical music...I don't listen to it very often.

I can't say I like or dislike it.

...I don't really listen to music much.

Even when I'm driving.

If someone plays some music, I'll listen to a little bit along.

...What's this?"

"Bach.

Yo-Yo Ma's Baroque selections."

"Oh...Yo-Yo Ma...I think I've heard of him before..."

I listened carefully to a passage.

It was a sweet, sensual, slightly melancholic performance.

The melody seemed quite familiar.

I searched my memory.

I felt like I'd heard it somewhere before.

"What do you think?"

"..."

"It's a beautiful piece of music, isn't it?"

"...Yeah...it's beautiful...so beautiful that I feel like I need to poop...If I listen to it any longer, I might really have to stop the car and find a toilet."

I said with a forced smile, forcefully throwing the nearly finished cigarette butt out of the car.

It drew a beautiful arc briefly in the air before falling to the ground and disappearing from the rearview mirror. "...Really?..."

she said calmly.

"..."

I vaguely sensed something strange in her tone.

"...Don't you remember? A year ago, when you first visited our new home in Taichung, I played this CD for you..."

"Really?...How rude of me.

I have absolutely no recollection of what happened a year ago."

I rubbed my eyes and sniffed impatiently.

"...You were acting a bit strange that day... One moment you were laughing and joking... the next moment, when I put on this CD, you seemed to lose your mind, talking incoherently, and then you just stopped talking altogether..." "

..."

"Don't say I thought it was strange... even Xiaoxi thought you were acting very strange that day... I thought about it later, and it was probably because of this CD!..." "

At first, I was a little resentful... why did you lose your composure over this? It made me, the host, not know what to do... the scene was indeed very awkward..." "

...Later, as I slowly began to understand what happened to you... I actually felt that your loss of composure that day was a sweet thing..."

"...Sweet?..."

I asked in surprise.

"...Yes.

Isn't it?..."

She turned to look at me directly.

There was something in her eyes that I'd never seen before, a kind of passion I'd never seen before.

"...Hmm...Now that you mention it, I vaguely remember...

Yes, I was acting strange that day, but it had absolutely nothing to do with this Yo-Yo Ma thing...Anyway, it's all because I drank too much of Zheng Hong's treasured red wine that day...and then I got a terrible bout of diarrhea when I got home.

Damn, it made my ass hurt."

I said with a forced smile, "...Sorry, I said something inappropriate."

She remained silent.

I lit another cigarette with my lighter.

I exhaled forcefully out the window.

"...Suppose...I mean, just suppose...if I did have some reaction to something that happened that day...it was just because of the alcohol...I don't remember anything after I sobered up."

I scratched my head and flicked the ash out the car window.

“Music can’t lie…others might not be able to tell…but I don’t think I’d misjudge you.”

She shook her head slightly.

“Oh?…”

“…The first time I saw you…that was a long, long time ago…when you and Xiaoxi were still in school.

I went to see Xiaoxi…you were so young then…not a couple yet, right?…”

She tilted her head slightly, and suddenly sighed softly, “My God…I was so young back then…I can’t believe how fast time flies…”

“…Xiaoxi introduced you to me.

We even had dinner together…and Xiaofeng too, right?…”

She scratched the corner of her eye with her artfully manicured nails.

"..."

"Hmm... You left a very, very deep impression on me back then... This boy... Although he seems easygoing, playful, and loves to joke around... But he must be very delicate and sensitive in private!... From the subtle differences in your thoughtfulness towards the two girls... I am a woman too, and I have watched Xiaoxi grow up since she was little... I can't not see it..."

She forced a smile, with a certain suppressed emotion at the corner of her mouth.

"I was thinking back then, if I were a few years younger, maybe I would have fallen in love with this boy like Xiaoxi did! Hehe..."

"Oh?...No wonder...No wonder...I also thought back then, if I were a few years older, I would definitely have mustered the courage to pursue you...Turns out we were already on the same wavelength...Haha...Luckily, it's not too late to realize it now...Why don't we..."

She suddenly swerved the steering wheel sharply to the left, without even stepping on the brakes, barely managing to make a 180-degree turn at nearly 60 kilometers per hour.

Extremely dangerous driving; it would have been quite a quick way to commit suicide.

"Enough! Enough!! Enough!!!"

she suddenly roared, unable to contain herself.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Her fingers began to tremble with excitement.

Even I was startled.

She sobbed softly for a good ten minutes.

Maybe even longer! "...My heart aches so much...watching you continue to debase yourself...I so want to see...you still the lovable young person I first met...not become like Zheng Hong now..."

she said, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You love to play! You love to play! I'll let you play! Let you play to your heart's content! Please, let Xiao Hong go! I beg you! I'm someone who doesn't care about anything anymore! She's still a child, don't ruin her too!"

I stared blankly ahead.

Although it was broad daylight, I felt a darkness, like night, seeping into my skin, bit by bit.

In the fleeting moments of excitement and sorrow we once intimately shared, Yo-Yo Ma's CD player continues its endless, bittersweet Bach melodies… Have you ever had this experience?

Walking down the street, waiting in a hotel lobby, or sipping coffee at a Starbucks facing the street, a beautiful woman walks towards you.

She might be carrying an expensive handbag in one hand and a brand-new paper bag in the other, printed with the name of a well-known luxury brand.

You like her clothes, her appearance, and her figure (oh, this is of course the most important part, worthy of being underlined in red and marked with a highlighter).

Well, rather than just liking, it's more like she's far beyond your standards.

She's the goddess who could only exist in your dreams.

Her high heels clicked crisply on the ground.

She approached you unhurriedly.

You understand, of course, that she wasn't walking straight towards you, the most handsome guy in the universe with the biggest dick, but you wished she could get a little closer.

That way, you might catch a whiff of her lingering perfume or makeup in the air.

In those few seconds, you'd already, with a slightly naive glimpse, been admiring her pretty face and alluring figure.

If you were lucky, maybe she'd even offer you a glimpse of her soft, white breasts and cleavage.

As for a charming smile… usually when we're walking down the street, we unconsciously put on a serious face, pretending to be deep in thought or busy on our phones.

It's as if it's a fixed expression that every passerby in a metropolitan scene must wear.

Okay, let's get back to the point.

A charming smile that warms your heart like meeting an old friend.

You'll feel overjoyed.

(Yay! Hooray! She doesn't mind me walking past her as a stranger!) Even if that smile isn't specifically for you, that's okay.

Anyway, you've already gotten a huge advantage by being a nobody.

She walked past.

Without stopping for you.

Your heart was still on her.

She must have gone to another appointment.

That man—you naturally assume he must be a man, because you're a man yourself, and you only get jealous of men, and you absolutely have to find someone to be jealous of right now—you've never even met him, yet you're going to slightly hurt your confidence or self-esteem for him, that hateful stinky dick.

(This is totally, completely unnecessary, right, all you super-sized dick-loving guys in the universe? //^_^) Your jealousy and curiosity are both aroused.

She undoubtedly likes shopping.

Does she also like watching movies? What color bra and panties will she wear on dates? Are her breasts firm and bouncy? Do she moan when a man caresses her? (Duh!...but I can't help but mention it.

I'll just go into it briefly.

) How are her pubic hair and vagina? Is her vagina juicy? What positions do you prefer? What would it feel like to have your penis in her moist lips? (If used as a lipstick ad, it might open up a market for male buyers!) Are you about to have sex with that man? (Right here in this hotel room??!!)...and so on.

Perhaps the result of your unbearable itch is frantically calling your girlfriend, wife, sister-in-law, or a name in your phone book that you've slept with.

Before desire has completely dissipated.

Most people would probably just politely look away, then continue walking, check their watch, or thoughtfully sip their coffee…

In that fleeting, unintentional encounter, they sigh and let the potential meeting slip away.

Then they turn back to what they consider a somewhat boring and helpless life.

But there will always be one or two, whom you initially thought were the end of it.

Unexpectedly, after some time, in some inexplicable situation, her face reappears.

Then a second time, a third time…

(Sadako, stop messing around!).

You start to worry, perhaps this isn't just an ordinary passerby? I don't know why I suddenly wrote the above passage.

Perhaps it was from the first time I met her that she gave me such a strong impression! And she probably didn't realize that during that brief meeting, I wasn't maintaining subtly different levels of tenderness between the two girls.

Rather, I naturally maintained a subtle tenderness between two plus one woman.

Okay! Okay! I admit I've always had feelings for her, and I really want to sleep with her.

That's not a bad thing, right? *** I didn't know how to comfort her, so I just let her pull the car over to the side of the road.

She buried her face in her hands and sobbed softly.

I reached out my left hand and gently smoothed her slightly messy hair at her temples with my fingers.

"Sweetie…don't cry…your makeup will be ruined if you cry anymore…"

She looked up, her eyes glistening with tears.

She looked so pitiful.

"Can you hug me?"

she whispered.

"Yes,"

I said.

I leaned in and hugged her.

I slowly and carefully kissed her forehead, her sideburns, her small earlobes, the tears in the corners of her eyes, her straight nose, her philtrum, the corners of her mouth, her chin, and finally her warm, moist lips.

She responded to the landing of my lips, tilting her head back slightly, like a sunflower facing the sun.

We kissed, embraced, and felt each other's bodies.

That intimate feeling was wonderful to think about.

My right hand slid down her neck, my fingertips gently tracing circles on her chest and breasts.

After a slight hesitation, I slipped my fingers inside her bra.

My kiss sealed her lips, and she could only manage a soft "Ooh..."

I gently kneaded her breasts and nipples. Her

small nipples hardened quickly under the teasing of my fingers.

Her breasts craved the caresses of my hands,

just as my penis craved her slender hands.

I pulled one of her hands to my bulging crotch.

She naturally began to stroke it. Her

breath on my lips and the low moans from deep within her throat naturally fueled my desire for more.

My hand quietly moved to the inside of her thigh, first gently caressing it with my palm, then slowly increasing the pressure, and trying to slip it under her skirt.

"No...someone will see..."

she gasped softly, clenching her thighs and trying to stop me from going any further.

Ignoring her resistance, I lowered my head and took her nipple completely into my mouth.

"Mmm..."

she groaned softly.

Her upper body involuntarily arched and twisted slightly.

My right hand continued to slip under her skirt.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Her breasts and nipples were completely defenseless against my sucking and licking; she could only hold my head tightly and pant softly, helplessly letting my hand gently scrape and knead the fabric of her panties above her mons pubis.

"Xiaohua...do you want my fingers to go inside?... "

I whispered in her ear as I rubbed the area above her wet cleft.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, rested her head on my shoulder, and shook her head weakly.

My fingers finally slipped inside her panties, touching her soft, warm, moist vulva… Twelve years ago, when we first met, neither of us could have imagined that one day, in her stylish and expensive sports car in the mountains, she would let me caress her body for the first time! *** This small Japanese-style inn is nestled in a secluded corner of the valley, with a small stream flowing beside it.

The other two sides are surrounded by dense forest.

The unassuming entrance is beside a side road branching off from the main road.

The low stone wall outside is somewhat weathered, with green moss lying quietly in the cracks.

There is a small parking lot in front of the inn, with three sedans parked there.

The hotel itself wasn't new, but it wasn't particularly old either; it was hard to tell when it was built.

Time seemed to have lost its meaning inside.

Several hotel staff members went about their tasks quietly.

The first floor housed a restaurant and a lounge.

The lounge contained a few old sofas, low coffee tables, a bookshelf, and large glass ashtrays.

An old-fashioned green coin-operated telephone lay quietly and contentedly on a low cabinet, like a sleeping cat.

A narrow elevator was right next to the lounge.

Taking the elevator to the fifth floor, on the right was a poorly lit corridor.

A worn-out red carpet covered the floor.

High heels only made a dull thud when they stepped on the floor.

The rooms were arranged on both sides of the corridor.

There were two types of rooms: standard rooms and Japanese-style rooms.

The Japanese-style rooms had a bathroom and a small living room inside.

Calling it a living room was a bit of a stretch; it was really just a low square coffee table on the wooden floor with a simple flower arrangement and a few cushions scattered around.

However, there was a charming little balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

From there, you could look down at the flowing stream or gaze at the distant mountains.

Next to the living room was the tatami bedroom,

about the size of eight tatami mats.

It had a low cabinet, a wardrobe, and a full-length mirror.

There was no partition between the bedroom and the living room.

This hotel, incredibly, evoked feelings from a long time ago—around college time—when I traveled around the island with three or four close friends.

Perhaps I'd stayed in a similar hotel in some unfamiliar little town back then! (Maybe I even called a woman into the room for sex…) Xiaohua seemed quite familiar with this place.

Why choose such an ordinary hotel? I thought, given her taste, she'd choose a more upscale place.

Clearly, there's another side to her personality I don't know about.

I didn't ask her, nor did I intend to.

For me, sleeping with her was already a wonderful thing; I didn't care whether it was in a five-star hotel or a noisy hostel with only dorm rooms.

Besides, I didn't dislike this hotel.

One could even say that the first impression carried a nostalgic sense of intimacy.

*** We laid a mattress on the tatami mat, undressed, and lay down, our legs intertwined, passionately kissing.

Like animals in heat.

My thighs rubbed and pressed against Xiaohua's mons pubis, making her gasp and gasp for breath, her tongue having to temporarily leave my mouth.

"Would you mind... having sex with a woman older than you?"

Her voice trembled slightly.

"Would you mind having sex with a man who likes SM and anal sex?"

"What?"

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes as she said shyly, "...But...I'm not ready...How about another day?...If you like..."

"Silly girl.

I was just kidding."

I smiled and said, "I don't mind having sex with you at all...I should say, it feels like a dream come true."

"Really?"

"Of course it is."

I said.

I rolled over on top of her, cupping her soft breasts in my hands, my tongue swirling and licking her two swollen nipples, looking at her and saying, "Do you like me licking your nipples?"

She moaned, "...Yes..."

"Can you take them all in? Breasts too?"

She nodded with difficulty, her starry eyes slightly closed. "

Ah ... I wonder what his expression and reaction would be if he saw his wife's fair breasts and buttocks being played with like this by me, his younger brother who is six years younger than her. (I'm telling you, Brother Zheng Hong, if you really want to get closer to me, instead of sharing your fine wine with me, offering up your wife's fair body like this would be more effective!) "Zheng Hong... he..." I blurted out. "He... hasn't touched me in a long time... um... um..." she said without opening her eyes. "Why?" My mouth was still buried in her chest, and I could only ask vaguely. "He probably has other women outside..." she sighed softly, opening her eyes slightly. "...He has other women... are you talking about me too?" "...Aren't you?" she said slowly, stroking my shiny black hair. "I think you misunderstood, I don't have other women outside." She smiled without answering. I wanted to explain the difference between emotional infidelity and physical infidelity, but I quickly gave up. That would undoubtedly turn into an extremely long and boring conversation. It would be more practical to use that time for sex. "I'm not asking anything of you, Richard. You don't need to rush," she said, kissing my lips. "How about you become my mistress?" I joked. She thought for a moment and said, "...Um...I like you...but I think you know I don't want to steal my sister's husband." "Oh?..." "...Look, I not only have a huge penis, but I'm also incredibly skilled in bed. Don't you want to seriously consider it?" I placed my large penis in her hand. She held my penis, giggling, and said, "That's quite an attractive offer." "But I'm Xiaoxi's older sister. I don't want to hurt her..." "Then... if you can't be my woman, then be my one-night stand. Is that alright?" I hugged her from behind, kneading her breasts as I spoke. She tilted her head, pretending to think about it. "That's something I can consider." "Hmm. Take your time to consider it! While you're considering, you won't object to me continuing what I was just doing, right?" My hand moved down from her buttocks, teasing her vulva. The intense stimulation made her let out an "Ahhh!" and involuntarily arch her body. I held her breasts even tighter with my other hand, and my teasing fingers transformed into a freely bending penis, slowly entering and exiting her already overflowing vagina. "Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~"

She reacted intensely to the thrusting of my fingers, her buttocks pressed against my lower abdomen, my hard, burning penis rubbing against the skin of her inner thighs.

While rhythmically stroking her inner walls and G-spot, I slowly increased the number of fingers from one to two.

When she involuntarily grasped my swollen penis and began stroking it up and down, I saw the moment was right. I withdrew my wet fingers and inserted my large penis into her tender vagina from behind. " Ah !

~~ ... First, I wanted Xiaohua to taste the sensation of her honeyed vulva being forced open by her brother-in-law's burning penis before slowly inserting it. Her petals, like flower petals, shyly held the massive penis of a man other than her husband. I slowly pushed in, my penis stretching her vagina inch by inch, waves of fullness washing over me. Once my penis was fully inside her, the large glans and tendons trembled slightly, reaching her cervix. As I had expected, her vagina was very tight, gripping my penis tightly. I could feel her lower body trembling and contracting intensely. With every cell and nerve in my body, I savored the subtle changes in her beautiful body and emotions. Her fair, intellectually beautiful buttocks swayed slightly under the lewd violation of the male phallus, unconsciously revealing their sensual function. ...Was that elegant temperament and intellectual beauty merely an aphrodisiac, naturally evolved by the body to achieve greater pleasure? And is male impulse ultimately just a tool unconsciously used? (Like the feeling one gets watching the TV series "Sex and the City." ) Who is ultimately manipulating whose body and soul? ...Of course, at that moment, I wasn't pondering such complex questions while inserting my penis into my older sister's vagina. It was just that a vague idea suddenly surfaced. Without exception, before I could even clearly see her face, I was overwhelmed by the surging pleasure in my lower body. All I could do was rise and fall with the waves, forcefully ejaculating, wasn't I? "Your body is completely mine now, isn't it, big sister?... " I whispered in her ear. I lowered my head and sucked on her increasingly erect breasts. Her light brown nipples and areolas, covered in my saliva, glistened wetly in the sunlight. She closed her eyes tightly, shaking her head in pain. Her fingernails, gripping my hand, almost dug into my flesh. "You said you wanted to use your own body to replace Xiaohong's body..." I began to gently thrust my huge penis, slowly penetrating her tender, wet vagina. While calmly and steadily entering and exiting her tender little hole, I deliberately used lewd words to stimulate her. "From now on... your body belongs to me... Xiaohua..." "Mmm... mmm... mmm... mmm... no... don't..." She let out a muffled moan, weakly resisting the intense pleasure in her lower body and the lewd teasing in my mouth. "Don't want it?... Really don't want it?... " I lifted one of her pink legs and thrust hard into her clitoris a few times. "Ahhh..." Her nipples trembled incessantly in my hands, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, but without any leverage. To break down a woman's self-esteem—which is essential to further experiencing the wonderful pleasure of unreserved sex—is actually not a very difficult thing, especially in bed. Make her crave your caresses, so that the mere thought of your penetration makes her wet with desire; praise her body as if you truly love her; whisper to her how much you want to possess her; finally, use your enormous penis to prove to her how insignificant and superfluous so-called self-esteem is in the face of the pleasure of sex. "Don't you want more?... It seems your body doesn't say that." I lifted my body, raising her buttocks to a doggy style position. This would make it easier and deeper to penetrate Xiaohua's body. I tried thrusting a few times to adjust to the optimal hip height and insertion angle. Sizzle...sizzle...sizzle...sizzle... With the lubrication of her love juices, my penis began to thrust and rub against her vaginal walls with pleasure. To gain more pleasure, her tender vaginal flesh unconsciously sucked at my penis with each thrust, as if trying to keep it inside her forever. "Ahhh...ahhhh..." Her cries began to be filled with the wanton pleasure of pleasure. Her buttocks also responded to my thrusts, pushing against me, allowing her swollen vulva to reach my lower abdomen for greater stimulation. The image of the two of us having sex like dogs was reflected in the dressing mirror. "Look in the mirror." "No...no...it's too shameful..." "...Your body seems to have betrayed you, Xiaohua...listen...the lewd sounds coming from down there..." Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! I deliberately made sounds as I thrust in. "No...don't say it...ah...ah...ah...ah..." The more she said "don't say it," the more violently her waist twisted. "Huff...if you don't want to be my woman...huff...why are you letting me do this to you..." I said breathlessly as I thrust my hips hard. "We can't...can't you be my woman?... " "Impossible! Ahhhhh..." she said painfully as she thrust into my penis. Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! I pressed her buttocks down, supporting her waist with my hands, my lower abdomen slapping against her trembling, tender buttocks, thrusting my penis solidly into her already soaking wet honey hole again and again...*** When I opened my eyes, the sky outside the window was already shrouded in dark clouds. The scent of rain drifted in through the large, never-closed French windows. My mouth was dry, as if I'd chewed on dry straw. My mind was still half-asleep. I stared dazedly at the square glass-covered paper lamp on the ceiling. Xiaohua's head was buried in my arms, sleeping like a baby. Her bare shoulders rose and fell rhythmically with her breathing. I pulled the blanket up. For a long while, I gazed at her long eyelashes and straight nose, lost in thought. What a beautiful face. Even in her sleep, there was no trace of slovenliness or weariness. That beauty seemed to have become something akin to willpower, firmly integrated into her breath. There are some people who, as they grow older, accumulate a special kind of inner beauty with time. Like tree rings, they deepen gradually, forming different layers, each unique. With this kind of person, whether chatting or making love, you will never feel bored. Because the deeper you delve into her unique world, the more windows she will open for you, allowing you to glimpse a wonderful world you've never seen before.

But you have to take off their masks first—the masks they all wear.

I'm curious about what's beneath those masks.

Every time I sleep with a different woman, take off their clothes, and delve into their bodies and the deepest desires, I try to peek at what lies beneath those masks.

Sometimes I can see it, sometimes it's blurry and hard to discern.

I always try to find something unique that deeply moves me (something everyone has to some extent), and then keep it safe in my heart.

I don't know what the point is.

But perhaps only in this way can I talk to the other person more honestly, without masks? I vaguely thought about all sorts of things, and soon, sleepiness crept in like a gentle rain.

*** The next day, my sister-in-law Xiaohong seized the opportunity and asked me privately.

"You slept with your older sister yesterday, didn't you?!"

"Huh?"

"I knew it... I felt something was off about the way you two looked when you came back.

I knew I was right..."

She pouted.

"How was it? How was it having sex with your older sister? Was it exciting? Did you do any SM?"

"SM? I even did anal sex!"

I said.

"Anal sex?!"

She clicked her tongue. "I didn't expect you two to be so daring..."

I ignored her and continued reading my newspaper.

"Uh, uh... brother-in-law,"

she leaned over and rested her chest on my arm.

"Guess what I did after you drove away yesterday.

There's a prize for the right answer."

"What did you do? You weren't masturbating in your room wearing a bunny costume, were you?"

"Hehe...you're really good at guessing.

But, you're getting close...actually, I called Xiaowei and asked him to come over and have sex with me.

Hehe..."

She looked puzzled.

"In your room? Wearing that bunny costume?"

I put down the newspaper and asked in surprise.

"On my bed! But I wasn't wearing the bunny costume!"

she said with a laugh.

"I'm saving the bunny costume for my brother-in-law!"

"Aren't you afraid of being caught in bed again?"

"Oh dear! There's nothing I can do...we were only halfway through when we were discovered...someone's sister was being fucked by her brother-in-law in the middle of it..."

As she spoke, she squeezed her breasts against my arm, creating a deep cleavage.

She reached out and touched my crotch.

"I was thinking about my brother-in-law and I couldn't help but climax!..."

"What?"

I really wanted to reach for those huge breasts in front of me.

But I held back.

"Whatever! Brother-in-law, you have to make it up to me.

You still owe me one."

The little girl's coquettishness instantly disarmed my lower body.

My little brother automatically got hard again.

"Next time... let's try SM... okay?..."

she said in a low, shy voice.

"Don't you hate SM?"

"If it's you, brother-in-law... it should be okay..."

she said, biting her lip.

"If big sister can do it... I want to try it with you too!... You have to be gentle..."

Her voice got lower and lower as she spoke.

By the last sentence, it was as soft as a mosquito singing.

"And anal sex.

Don't forget, there's anal sex too!"

I said seriously.

"Eh... anal sex... anal sex... this... this..."

Xiaohong's young and shy face turned as red as a ripe apple.

Taking advantage of a break from work, I went to the entrance of the building to smoke.

After a brief nod to a few familiar faces in the building, I stood on the sidewalk a little away from the entrance and called Peggy.

"Hello, it's me, Richard.

Are you busy?"

I took out a Mild Seven, lit it, and quickly took a puff.

"Richard!! Oh.

Not busy at all.

Are you at work?"

Her cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hmm.

How are you? How have you been lately?"

"So-so.

Same as always.

What brings you here? You haven't called in ages.

And you didn't even answer my voicemail. I

thought you'd disappeared again!"

"Sigh! I'm so busy! You know that… By the way, wanna grab a bite?"

"Sure! You're treating? When?"

"Are you free at noon?"

"You mean today at noon?!"

"Yes.

Are you in Taipei right now?"

"No.

I'm in Hsinchu! I visited a client this morning.

I have to go back to teach a class this afternoon… It's a bit rushed."

"A class? What kind of class? Can't you skip it?"

"It's for work! It's a paid course, 1500 NTD, I've already paid the registration fee…"

"...I've been really annoyed lately. I'm

thinking of skipping work this afternoon.

We haven't seen each other in a while.

Just come keep me company, okay? Let's go to Brothers Hotel for dim sum."

"Ugh! You're so annoying, why didn't you ask earlier? Always so rushed."

"What time will you arrive in Taipei?" "

Probably...after 12 o'clock...I should be able to get there by 12:30...You mean Brothers Hotel? " "Yeah. Brothers Hotel. I should get there first and wait for you in the coffee shop on the first floor." "Okay. I'll call you on my way." "Okay. Take your time, no rush." "...Richard, what happened?" she suddenly asked at the end. *** After having sex on the bed, the two of us went to the bathroom to shower. Still wet, Peggy knelt down next to the sink and gave me oral sex. Her mouth and hands worked together very well; she always licked my glans and urethral opening very carefully. The pressure from her hands was just right, and as she rubbed me, I quickly came to pleasure.

"Have you been doing a lot lately? Why is it harder to ejaculate than before?"

she asked, laughing as she rubbed her breasts.

"No, not at all,"

I replied, touching her full breasts.

Her impressive D-cup breasts were barely concealed by her suit.

When I pinched her nipples earlier, no white milk came out.

She said her child had been weaned a long time ago.

"Are you going to have another one?"

I asked her.

"No, two children are enough,"

she said.

"Really? That's a pity. Then I won't have the chance to suck your breasts anymore,"

I said.

After all, she was almost 30 and had given birth to two children; her lower abdomen was a little fleshy, and her buttocks and thighs were round and full.

Fortunately, she was 165 cm tall, with fair and rosy skin, and her pubic hair and vulva were quite cute.

When she laughed, two dimples were revealed, their white, fleshy shape making them look quite tempting.

"Seriously, how come you get so wet just from being touched? Haven't you done it in a long time?"

I said with a grin, pinching her wet, soft vulva.

"I won't tell you that."

After a few thrusts into her mouth, I lifted her and sat her on the sink, spreading her legs wide, and slowly penetrated her wet, tender vulva.

"Eeeeeeeee..."

She supported herself with one hand behind her, while the other gripped my buttocks, repeatedly pressing down on her vulva.

"Harder...harder...deeper...oh oh oh...so deep...it's hitting the spot...ah ah ah..."

"You're so proactive.

Try thrusting harder yourself."

I stopped my hip movements, letting her thrust her vulva to take my penis in.

"Eee eee eee...eee eee eee..."

Watching her moan lewdly as her pussy diligently fucked my cock, I really thought she was a rare slut.

"Missing my big cock?"

I rubbed her clitoris with my thumb.

"Ahhhhh..."

She tilted her head back and nodded slightly.

"Then I'll make you feel good a few more times today."

I sucked on her areolas and nipples, which were swollen like small hills, and began to thrust harder with my lower body.

We changed positions and locations several times during our lovemaking.

From the bathroom to the sofa, and then from the sofa to the windowsill.

We made love in front of the large glass windows, watching the street scene.

Below, the bustling pedestrians hurried past.

If someone suddenly felt like looking up, they might be able to see her two huge breasts pressed against the glass in some shadow.

(Someone please look up here! While you're all busy making a living down here, someone is putting on a free sex show for you in front of your hotel room window! Consider it a reward for your hard work all day!) I decided that if anyone looked up and glanced at us, I would make Peggy press her mons pubis against the glass.

So that lucky person should be able to see my penis inserted into her vagina more clearly.

If you have a camera or camera phone, taking pictures is fine too! Hehe… However, quite disappointingly, no one looked up at us.

Not a single person looked up at the sky or buildings or anything.

A few people stood on the street corner smoking, but they seemed only interested in the passing girls and cars.

Even so, having sex facing the street still excited Peggy a lot.

She even agreed to anal sex with me.

This was a first for

her. Her anus was tight, making it very exciting to fuck.

After only a few thrusts, her moans became very lewd and wild.

Maybe it had been a long time since she had been fucked from behind? Her full lips parted slightly, saliva gurgling inside.

With each thrust, her vagina involuntarily opened and closed, the flowing fluids soaking a large patch of the white sheets.

I ejaculated solidly inside her anus.

I asked her how it felt.

She said that holding back the urge to defecate while feeling my penis filling her anus and the intense pleasure inside her was almost maddening.

It felt like her whole body was about to explode.

"It's like being suckled by a man, it's very addictive,"

she said.

*** After using the toilet and taking a shower, she lay limply on the bed.

I wore a bathrobe, my hair still wet and combed back, and lit a cigarette with a hotel match in front of the glass window.

The traffic jam on the road seemed stuck, surrounded by towering buildings. As

soon as the red light came on, the commuter-looking crowd surged towards the center of the road like two tides, silently meeting before disappearing in opposite directions.

Did anyone among them ever stop, look up, and wonder if their wife, husband, or lover was having sex with someone else in that hotel? "What are you looking at so intently?"

She tiptoed up behind me, barefoot, and hugged me from behind.

"I'm watching us!"

I pointed with my cigarette-holding finger to the crowd crossing the road below.

"Oh?"

She looked out curiously.

"Our doppelgangers?"

"In those crowds, don't you feel like you can see your past, present, and future selves?"

I slowly took a drag of my cigarette and exhaled the smoke.

"Let me have one."

She reached out and snatched the cigarette from my hand, took two puffs, and then shoved it back at me.

"I think... you're acting a little strange today... and you even want my back..."

She paused, then smiled and said, "But it's really exciting."

"You can tell me what's on your mind! We sales people don't just have one mouth.

We also have two ears that are good at listening!"

"It's nothing serious! I've just been feeling a bit bored at work lately, and I can't help but start overthinking."

I turned around and stubbed out my cigarette in the ashtray.

I slipped my hands inside her bathrobe and roughly caressed her bare buttocks. "Like, wanting to make love to you, wanting anal sex... and so on."

"You think about these childish and low-class things all the time at work?"

She wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her half-exposed breasts against me as she spoke. Her

full, luscious lips were slightly upturned, as if begging for a kiss.

"Yeah,

otherwise I might get bored to death."

My lips came within a centimeter of hers, then I changed my mind and slid down to her chest.

She sighed softly

and lifted her chest slightly.

"Is everything alright here? Does it hurt?"

I gently touched her slightly swollen anus between her buttocks with my fingers.

"Will my husband find out when I get home?"

"You rascal, it's all your fault!"

She twisted my ear. "If he doesn't touch me for a day or two, everything should be fine."

"Say hello to your husband for me!"

"Why! You two don't even know each other.

Why should I say hello for you?"

"We've never met, but we've slept with the same woman, so it feels like we should be pretty familiar."

I said with a smile. "Maybe we'll get along quite well.

Want me to be introduced to you?"

"Are you crazy? Is your skin itching?"

she said, both angry and amused.

I quickly took off her bathrobe from her shoulders, and also took off my own, revealing my erect penis and throbbing glans.

Although her back was almost completely bent, Peggy knew she couldn't escape the beating that was about to begin.

Soon she lay on the bed, obediently spreading her legs, allowing my huge penis to once again penetrate her tender vagina.

Who knows? Maybe some strange man carrying a briefcase stopped and looked up at this window.

My younger sister, Xiaohui, came to Taipei to apply for a US visa. My wife,

Xiaoxi, was originally going to take time off to accompany her to the AIT interview, but something came up, so I went with Xiaohui instead.

I parked my car at the Flying Dog Bus stop near the Zhongxiao-Fuxing MRT station.

After waiting on the bus for about 10 minutes, I saw Xiaohui get off with her one-year-old son, Yaoyao.

"Sorry, brother-in-law.

It's so kind of you to take time off work to come.

Have you been waiting long?"

"Not at all.

I just got here too."

I took Yao Yao and cuddled him for a bit.

Yao Yao giggled.

The little guy is quite cute, though his eyes have a slightly mischievous look.

After letting Xiao Hui sit in the back seat first, I handed the child to her.

"It's only a short distance to AIT, Yao Yao not in a car seat should be fine, right?"

I leaned forward and asked.

"It's okay, I'll carry him,"

she said with a smile.

Xiao Hui was wearing a light yellow thin knit sweater today, revealing her full bust.

She wore tight jeans and black patent leather flats.

The jeans, with their emphasis on the hips, accentuated her already shapely hips, making them even more alluring.

As I leaned over to fasten her seatbelt, I couldn't help but glance at her exposed chest.

Even though she was still breastfeeding, she seemed quite used to showing off her cleavage in public.

Getting closer, I could smell the unique fragrance of a woman who has been raising a child.

I guessed it was a mixture of milk, the natural scent of a young woman, and various hormones! In short, the mere presence of that scent within a meter, like in a subway car, was enough to make my blood boil.

"Hey? Your hairstyle's changed again?"

Her hair was styled into alluring waves, lightly dyed a pale brown.

"Yes.

Does it look good?"

She looked surprised, then smiled and squinted her eyes.

I looked her over carefully from head to toe and said, "Hmm...it looks very comfortable overall.

The color isn't too intense either.

It's quite feminine.

It suits you very well."

"Really? Thank you for the compliment.

You're such a thoughtful person.

Even Jia Hui took several days to notice that my hair was different."

She gently brushed the hair behind her neck with her hand.

"I think changing my hairstyle might change my mood..."

"So, did it work?"

I asked with a smile.

"You mean to change your mood?"

She tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying, "Hmm...maybe a little!"

"But hearing your praise today makes me feel that the three thousand-plus dollars was well spent."

Her smile was as radiant as the sunshine outside.

"What? Three thousand-plus dollars?"

I couldn't help but gasp.

"You women are really willing to spend that kind of money.

Next time you want to change your mood, remember to come to me first.

I'll say a few nice words to you, and you can save that money!" "

You don't understand! Women dress up for those who please them!"

she said cheerfully.

*** While Xiaohui was at AIT applying for her visa, I found a nearby coffee shop to kill time.

Xiaohui finished her interview in less than half an hour.

Not in a hurry to return to Hsinchu, she sat down in the coffee shop to rest.

Upbeat jazz music played in the café.

It wasn't noisy, nor was it overly quiet.

The aroma of coffee gradually relaxed me.

I crossed my legs, letting myself sink into the sofa.

Unconsciously, I swayed the tips of my gleaming shoes to the rhythm of the music.

Xiaohui seemed to be infected by this relaxed atmosphere as well.

She sat comfortably on the red sofa opposite me, holding the child on her lap and playing with him.

Her cheek occasionally nestled against Yaoyao's tender little face, and she softly hummed nursery rhymes she had heard as a child.

To outsiders, we might even think we were a family.

Unfortunately, that was just an illusion.

Even if such a thought had flashed through Xiaohui's and my minds, it would still be a difficult topic to discuss openly. "Where do you want to go later? I'll go with you,"

I said.

"Hmm... I don't really have anywhere in particular.

Taking a child with me is a bit of a hassle.

Resting here and having some coffee is a rare treat.

The little guy seems tired and wants to sleep..."

she said with a slight smile.

I looked at Yao Yao in her arms (actually, I was taking the opportunity to glance at her chest).

The little guy was also looking at me.

One little hand shamelessly grabbed Xiao Hui's full breasts.

Although he kept yawning, he occasionally showed a hint of wariness in his eyes.

(What are you looking at?)

"Never seen big breasts before?" (Sure, sure.

I've seen plenty of big breasts, but I've never really seen your mom's big tits before.

Could you please move your hand away for a moment?

It's dry and warm~~) (Hmph.

I can touch my mom's tits as long as I want.

I touch them in the morning, I touch them at night, and I even get to lick them to my heart's content with every meal.

I can squeeze her tits even when she's naked, and I'll touch them even through a layer of clothing.

) (Wow. You can't judge a book by its cover. You're

quite the pervert. ) (Hehehe... Whenever I pretend to cry and ask for milk, Mommy will automatically show me her big, white breasts so I can lick her nipples. I've recently learned how to do it myself. Besides sucking on Mommy's nipple whole, I also have to caress her other breast with my hand. In addition to sucking, I can also use my tongue to touch, tease, flick, press, and stir Mommy's cute nipples. At this time, Mommy will make "uh-huh" and "ah-ah" sounds and hug me tightly.) (Damn it! He even used words like "point," "pick," "stir," "press," and "twist . " Turns out, this kid is not only a pervert but also a learned sex expert. I guess I was blind to his true nature; I've finally seen something new today. By the way, what did the master mean by taking off all his clothes?) (Idiot. Mommy's taking a bath with me! How can we bathe without taking our clothes off? Hehehe… Uncle, wipe your drool first! Want to see Mommy's hole down there? Yao Yao can see it clearly, and he often accidentally touches it too. Hehehe…) (Yao Yao, Yao Yao, could you pretend to cry and ask for some milk? Damn! Uncle's big cock is so hard it hurts.) (Huh? Uncle, are you trying to do what my dad did, pinning my mom down and sticking your penis down there into her vagina to make her scream? Yao Yao is warning you. As soon as I start crying loudly, my mom will immediately escape from under my dad and pick me up. My dad's penis will also become soft, and he can't bully my mom anymore. Then my mom will put my dad's soft penis into her mouth.) "Go away, the soft stick will get smaller and smaller, and then Dad will sigh and give up. Hmph. Even my dad can't beat me, Uncle, you should just give up!" (Hmm... He really is a tough guy. Uncle admires him to the core... Hmm...) (Hehe... It's good that Uncle knows. If Uncle behaves himself, after Yao Yao has had a good sleep, maybe he'll let Mommy show him a little bit of her milk. Hehe~ ... (Hmm...but...Yao Yao is amazing, but he's not omnipotent. I don't think you even know your weakness, you need Uncle to remind you! Wahahahahaha) (Yao Yao knows, of course!! Yao Yao's weakness is that he's easily put to sleep by Mommy. Silly!) (Hahahahaha...Little chick, go to sleep. If you dare to talk nonsense again when Uncle is peeking at your mommy's breasts, be careful Uncle will squeeze your little balls. Good boy~~~~) "I think Yao Yao is sleepy. You should put him to sleep first!" I said to Xiao Hui insincerely. "Okay. ...Look, Yao Yao's eyes are always on you! He must like you very much." "Hehe. Isn't that right? I think we'll get along very well." I said with a smile. (No, no! Yao Yao, don't sleep!... If Yao Yao falls asleep, that stupid uncle's stick will go into Mommy's hole!... Stupid uncle... you dead uncle... you better remember this...) She held Yao Yao and coaxed him to sleep, and in no time she had him lying flat in the stroller. *** Being a mother is really not easy, I thought to myself. "Taking care of a child must be tiring, right? You also have to do housework." I asked casually, sipping my coffee. "Yeah. It's very tiring. It's even more tiring if the men in the family don't help take care of the child." She said with a wry smile. "Brother-in-law, don't you and Xiaoxi want to have children?" "We're both very busy! And I heard that a baby's crying can make a man impotent." I said seriously. "Who said it can make a man impotent?" She covered her mouth with her hand and laughed. Xiaohui's voice was as soft and sweet as she was. If she were to moan in that voice, wouldn't it drive any man wild with desire? Watching her part her lips slightly and softly utter the word "impotence," I really wanted to ravage those alluring lips with my own. No! If I wanted to be convincing, I should let her experience it for herself with my big cock and see if she really wasn't impotent! "Someone once told me about this! Besides, every man I've seen with a child seems to look miserable, like he's impotent. I don't want to become like that! That's worse than being old and having no children to keep you company!" I continued to joke nonchalantly. Even though a small tent had quickly formed in her crotch. "Hehe...you're so funny." Her laughter was like a rose blooming in the morning. Her full breasts, rising and falling with every smile, were mesmerizing. If I could make her laugh like this every day, seeing her happy, it would be so wonderful, wouldn't it? Is Jia Hui, that idiot, a moron or impotent? He has such a gentle, beautiful, docile, and amazing wife at home, and he doesn't cherish her at all. All he talks about is research projects! Students! Nonsense. And I have to help him make his wife happy. I think we should go all the way and let me fulfill his duties as a husband, giving his beautiful wife's tender hole a good pampering in bed, and incidentally, helping him have a few more chubby babies! "I doubt I'll be a good father," I said. "I'm terrible at dealing with unreasonable people, let alone children." "If that's the reason, you can rest assured and have a few more... don't worry so much. You'll definitely be a good father," she said with a smile. "I can guarantee that." "Huh? How so?" I asked, puzzled. "Hmm...maybe it's just my intuition as a woman and a mother." She paused for a moment before continuing, "I know Xiaoxi's stubbornness all too well. Your brother-in-law has put up with her for so long, so you probably won't have any trouble with children...do you think there's any truth to what I'm saying?" She winked at me, a subtle, ambiguous smile playing on her lips.

"It sounds like I'm criticizing Xiaoxi... Hmm... If she finds out, she'll definitely come to argue with me again." "

...But no matter what, we'll always side with our sister.

And we sincerely hope she can find happiness.

You know what I mean?"

She looked into my eyes.

I nodded.

"Sigh... Actually, sometimes when Xiaohua and I talk about it privately, we're quite envious of you two..."

"Envious of us? Why?"

"...Because watching you two interact often gives off a very sweet feeling.

For example, you joke around with each other... or touch each other's bodies very naturally and intimately.

Even hugging and kissing openly..."

she said softly.

"...You and Xiaoxi got married not much later than us, right? Why can you still maintain such a close relationship?...Jiahui...I don't even know when he last held my hand..."

Her bright black eyes shimmered.

Was it a simple expression of envy? Or did it also contain a hint of jealousy? I couldn't tell.

Her slender fingers unconsciously stroked the smooth surface of the coffee cup, and after a moment of silence, she said, "...We sisters talk about everything in private...From many little things, we can feel that Xiaoxi loves you, brother-in-law, from the bottom of her heart...and you love her too, don't you?...Just that alone makes us sisters very envious..."

She said many things I had never thought of in one breath.

I was momentarily at a loss for words. I

hadn't expected Xiaoxi and I to be perceived this way by those sisters—a pair of horny bastards.

But, when you really want to hug your wife, hold her close, and kiss her lips, isn't that a natural thing to do? What's the big deal? I wasn't stripping her naked and riding on top of her in public.

Weren't we supposed to be completely open with each other? With Xiaoxi's inability to keep a secret, she probably already shared the wonderful sensations of me penetrating her with them, through their subtle probing. No wonder

… no wonder I always felt that there was a hidden, almost imperceptible smile in the way they looked at me or in the tone of their voices when they spoke to me.

I always thought it was because I was funny.

Turns out, that was all bullshit! Looks like the legend of my huge dick is already common knowledge.

Thinking about this, I don't know whether to feel sad or happy.

I really wanted to take out a cigarette.

But smoking is prohibited indoors, and there's a little devil sleeping soundly next to me.

So I just fiddled with my lighter in my pocket.

"Xiaohui,

I don't think you need to envy anyone at all!"

I said.

"You've always been a very charming woman.

Impeccable in every way.

You naturally attract the attention of men and women wherever you go.

If I were a woman, I'd definitely be jealous of your innate charm!"

"...But I'm not as lucky as Xiaoxi...My life is so ordinary and boring.

I don't think I have any charm at all..."

she said, lowering her gaze.

"For men, you have a fatal attraction that even Xiaoxi can't match!"

I said seriously.

"I can guarantee that."

"Really...really?"

she asked in surprise, her alluring chest rising and falling slightly.

"Of course.

I'm not joking,"

I said.

This is terrible.

My original intention was to encourage her, to cheer her up.

How come my last words sounded like I was trying to seduce her into bed?

Without the ambiguity and richness of language, the world would surely become a dull and utterly uninteresting place.

However, language does have its limits.

When you want to truly express your feelings, a thousand words sometimes cannot compare to a simple gesture, such as a kiss or a hug.

This is for the best; otherwise, if everyone were busy with sweet talk and not making love, humanity would have long since disappeared from the earth.

Xiaohui and I could sit there forever, continuing that conversation that might have captivated us both, just like our relationship had always been.

But at this moment, what I really wanted to do was go over, pick her up, and kiss her.

In fact, that's what I did.

"I'm very serious,"

I emphasized again.

There was no point in hiding it now. "

I might as well just admit it.

Even if I get rejected, it's just another embarrassment in my life record, nothing to lose. " I said.

"This might be presumptuous of me to say it.

But... I really can't help but want to hug you and kiss you right now." "...Of course, provided you don't hate me doing this." She probably never imagined I would say something so bold! Her face flushed red with shyness, unsure of what to do. One hand on her rapidly heaving chest, she whispered in a slightly trembling voice, "You...you shouldn't do this here..." I reached out and took her soft hand. She lowered her head, not daring to look at me, but she didn't pull her hand away. "...We...can't do this..." she pleaded weakly. I sat down beside her and hugged her tightly. Even through her clothes, I could feel her warm and soft body. "If I could only sit across from you and talk to you forever, I might regret it for the rest of my life!" I sighed and said to her. Regardless of the looks we got from the people around us, I kissed her in public. It was a deep and long kiss, almost enough to convey to her everything I couldn't express in words at the time. Hmm... I think it was almost without reservation! That kind of thing happens occasionally. Three days later, we slept together. During my lunch break at work, I suddenly received a call from Xiaohui. She had taken the Flying Dog bus from Hsinchu alone. When she called me, she was already in Taipei. I hurriedly drove to the same spot where she had gotten off three days earlier to pick her up. Without exchanging many unnecessary words in the car, we drove to a boutique motel in the city.

It took nearly three days for what I wanted to convey to her—or rather, what she wanted to convey to me—to be accepted by her in a way she could accept, and then conveyed to me.

During those days of waiting, the warm, wet sensation of kissing her lips and the soft touch of holding her body remained vividly in my mind.

Twice, savoring the lingering warmth of her scent, I masturbated intensely until I ejaculated violently.

I was finally able to say to her what I had always wanted to say.

In any case, I had no regrets.

*** She said she had never been to a motel before.

I was a little surprised.

I wondered what kind of rigid sex life she and Jia Hui led.

I chose a cute room, decorated mainly in pink and white.

The large, red, lip-shaped sofa was big enough for two people to make love in various positions.

A white comforter with many small red hearts was laid out on the round, soft bed.

The other furnishings in the room were also decorated in a cute style, creating a dreamy, girlish atmosphere.

I personally don't particularly like this style;

I even think it's a bit childish.

The purpose of choosing this room was to help her relax.

It's nice to change things up occasionally with a room like this.

She looked around the room, smiled, and didn't say anything.

She told me to take a shower first.

I said, "Let's shower together!" She shook her head.

I quickly finished showering before she went in.

It took her quite a while to finish.

Her face was slightly flushed, and a large bath towel was tightly wrapped around her chest as she came out and sat on the edge of the bed.

So beautiful! I couldn't help but admire her.

If I could see her looking so pretty after a bath every day, I would do anything.

A complex mix of joy and jealousy suddenly welled up inside me.

Her skin was so white and smooth; it made my heart pound.

I reached out and touched her bare arm, gently rubbing it.

"...I've never let any man other than Jia Hui touch me..."

she said shyly.

"Jia Hui is such a lucky man,"

I said, gently pulling her into my arms.

"You don't need to compare yourself to him..."

she whispered.

I stroked her cheek and kissed her lips,

carefully admiring her beautiful and alluring features.

After giving birth, a mature allure seemed to have appeared in her eyes.

Her lips were moist and hot. Her

smooth, soft tongue initially avoided mine.

But finally, unable to resist my constant teasing, she gave up and let me lick and suckle her.

I placed one hand on her chest.

She flinched as if electrocuted.

I tightened my embrace around her slender waist with my other hand, my caresses relentlessly kneading her full breasts, which were covered by a bath towel.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..."

she bit her lip, unable to suppress a soft moan, burying her shy face against my chest, her long fingers gently stroking my skin.

I removed her bath towel, revealing the beautiful body that haunted my dreams.

Her body, delicate as a young girl's, exuded a sensual, lascivious allure unique to a young woman.

This was especially true of her breasts, waist, thighs, and pubic hair—these sexually engorged areas.

Her white breasts, swollen from breastfeeding, bore erect dark brown nipples and large areolas.

Contrasting with her shapely curves, they possessed a lewd beauty.

I gently pinched her breasts and nipples with my fingers, and she

cried out, "Ah~," as white milk shyly spurted out.

"So much milk! Can I suckle?"

I asked, looking down at her.

She nodded shyly.

I removed the towel from my body.

The bulging penis beneath the strong muscles honed through years of exercise was suddenly revealed before her.

I took her hand and stroked it.

"How...is it so big?..."

she asked, a little embarrassed, holding my throbbing, enormous penis.

"Bigger is more comfortable!"

I said with a laugh.

I asked her to get on the bed and straddle me.

My genitals rubbed against her mons pubis; although I wasn't penetrating, the touch of my penis against her warm genitals still gave me a tingling pleasure.

As I slowly moved my hips, I brought my mouth to her breasts, taking her nipples into my mouth and licking and sucking them.

Under the double stimulation from above and below, she couldn't decide whether to press down or sit up, and she kept making rapid

moaning sounds.

Her tender breasts were constantly being kneaded and deformed, and sweet milk was flowing out.

I licked, sucked hard, teased and swirled her nipples with my fingers, and teased them with my stubble.

Her swollen breasts stood erect, her nipples hard from the constant stimulation.

"Your milk...will Jiahui...suck it too?"

I asked as I suckled faster.

There was so much milk! I sucked for a long time, and it still seemed like I couldn't finish it.

"...Jiahui...Jiahui isn't used to sucking my milk...ah...ah..."

she said shyly.

"What a pity...this milk is so delicious...if he doesn't want to suck it...then let me enjoy it all...okay?"

I said.

"Okay...okay..."

she said, her voice trembling, holding my head tightly to her chest.

Her soft breasts pressed against my cheeks, and I could clearly hear her heart pounding.

My erect penis pressed and rubbed against her sensitive clitoris and wet labia, and she swayed back and forth to receive more stimulation.

The pubic hair where our genitals touched was already wet with her love juice.

Her body was yearning for my entry, wasn't it? She kept hinting at it with her hazy eyes.

But she was too shy, so much so that even though every part of her body was showing unbearable thirst, she didn't dare to say those shameful words.

I saw this and deliberately teased her a little longer.

So I removed my penis from her lower body, laid her down, and spread her legs wide apart from the groin, completely exposing her slightly parted vulva to my view.

"Is this the first time your pussy has been touched like this by another man?"

I asked lewdly.

Two fingers shamelessly caressed and teased her labia, vulva, and clitoris.

Pretending to insert, I only lightly rubbed the entrance of her vagina.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Her wet labia swelled with excitement and parted automatically, her juices flowing out like a burst dam, her moans growing louder with each thrust.

One hand unconsciously began to grasp my penis and stroke it up and down.

If I couldn't get her to willingly ask for my cock, it wouldn't be interesting.

Before that, I had to make her want to suck my big cock.

So I turned and reached for the TV remote on the bedside table, pressing it. The large flat screen next to the bed immediately displayed a picture of a naked man and woman.

The man was thrusting violently into the woman's wet vagina from behind, while the woman swayed her enormous breasts wildly, her wanton moans filling the room.

Xiaohui stared, mouth agape, at the intense intercourse on the screen, her eyes unconsciously revealing a mixture of surprise and envy.

It was as if she had never seen porn before.

As I observed her reaction, I gently inserted my fingers into her body.

She groaned and arched her buttocks.

As my fingers moved in and out of her vagina, I brought my lower abdomen close to her mouth.

She only glanced at me vaguely before unhesitatingly meeting my luscious lips with hers, taking my huge penis into her mouth in one gulp.

A warm, tingling sensation immediately surged through my groin.

Suppressing the tension in my lower abdomen, I watched as Xiaohui so naturally took my penis into her mouth, letting me fuck her mouth. I felt a thrill of finally conquering her.

At first, Xiaohui's oral skills were a bit clumsy; Jiahui probably hadn't properly let her enjoy oral sex. I leaned down, using my lips and tongue to soothe her restless lower body, while rhythmically continuing to satisfy her mouth and hands with my penis.

As she slowly got into the mood, she began to enjoy the satisfaction of possessing her lover's huge penis.

With my wife's training in the future, it shouldn't be difficult to make her as happy as my wife Xiaoxi to give men oral sex! This is just a freebie for that Jiahui guy! Jiahui! Jiahui.

When you were sleeping with Xiaohui and her younger sister Xiaohong behind her back, did you ever think that your wife had already fallen in love with another man's huge penis? When you praise your wife's oral skills in the future, will you ever think that it's the result of her delicious mouth and vagina being fucked countless times by other men? I suddenly wondered if Xiaoxi had ever cheated on me with another man? I'm convinced I've already thoroughly pampered her.

But if she's constantly teased by other men, she might also be tempted to try having an affair! That's normal for a wife.

After all, no matter how good her husband is, she'll still occasionally want to taste new flesh and experience the stimulation of being penetrated by another man's penis after a long time.

When her body is being penetrated by another man's penis to the point of ecstasy, whose name will she call out? Will she think of the times I caress her, and climax even more intensely? Will she also want her husband to see her body being held tightly in another man's arms, as I want her to see me holding her sister Xiaohui's body now? Thinking of this, I have an intense urge to lift Xiaohui's thighs and brutally fuck her poor little hole to release the perverted lust that has filled my body.

It seems that a married woman's body exists only to be used for release.

And they are well aware of this lewd thought of men, and they use it to seduce men and satisfy their unspeakable primal desires! I don't think Xiaohui intentionally betrayed her husband.

Given her good upbringing and reserved personality, she probably never imagined such an extraordinary thing would happen to her.

The thoughtfulness and affection she inadvertently showed me in her every gesture were probably the result of a girlish infatuation being naturally and moderately directed towards a man she admired. However, as I told her, if she missed this opportunity, she might regret it for the rest of her life.

This opportunity was right in front of her.

If she wanted, she could easily reach out and grab it.

It seemed too easy! This fact might have frightened her.

But thinking of all the possibilities, her burning lower body felt like ants gnawing at her, driving her mad.

This intense emotion ultimately triumphed over all other considerations, causing her to abandon her inhibitions and throw herself into my arms.

She took a deep breath, tenderly licking my glans, and whispered, "It's so swollen, isn't it?... Do you want to come in?"

"Do you want it?"

I looked up and asked her.

She nodded, gently stroking the lower edge of my swollen, red glans.

"How do you want me to do it to you?"

I asked, squeezing her breasts forcefully.

"...Don't ask me that... It's so embarrassing..."

she said, both shy and expectant.

"How about I thrust into you as intensely as I do on TV?"

I teased.

"...I don't know... Do whatever you want... Please come in... I can't take it anymore..."

she pleaded, panting.

"Then tell me, husband, thrust into me hard."

"...How could I say something like that..."

"Never mind if you don't want to."

I continued to insert my fingers into her honeypot.

"..." "

..."

"Husband..."

"What is it, wife?"

"I want it..."

"Good girl~~ Do you want your husband to thrust into you hard?"

"Mmm..."

"That's my good wife.

Your husband will cherish you."

Then I readily thrust my hard penis into her waiting little hole in one go.

Even though I called her "husband" and "wife" so sweetly, I knew very well in my heart that I would never want another wife outside.

Even if it was Xiaohui, whom I had long coveted.

I'm already thirty years old.

Having one wife to manage me is already troublesome enough.

Why invite more trouble? I just want her body.

I think she thinks so too! To put it more bluntly, all we wanted was sex, to enjoy the thrill of an affair as much as possible.

Everything else—whatever it was, love or tenderness—was just a bonus, a gift.

A bonus is something you receive but don't know where to put.

Sex was our sole purpose in coming to the motel.

Sex, ejaculation.

Sex, more ejaculation.

As long as we could squeeze out a last drop of energy and semen, we had no intention of leaving the motel.

If one day we even grew tired of this, what would all of this mean? Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a little sad.

In some ways, Xiaolan and Xiaofeng were similar.

Both were quiet and delicate.

She wasn't very talkative, mostly listening quietly to those around her.

When she did speak, her words were always fair, but she rarely seemed to reveal her true thoughts.

Perhaps she wasn't good at expressing her feelings verbally! She was quite suitable as someone to confide in.

They always listened patiently, showing understanding and sympathy when appropriate.

Both of them had long, straight, shiny hair. They

were small-chested and slender, but their proportions were very well-balanced.

If they were ten centimeters taller, they might have been models! From behind, they had remarkably similar silhouettes.

Of course, my memory might be a little unreliable.

After all, recalling Xiaofeng's figure from ten years ago is both difficult and somewhat sad.

That said, it's only recently that I've become quite familiar with Xiaolan and can really observe her from behind.

She's a pharmacist who used to work at X General Store in Taichung, living alone in a rented apartment there.

She rarely goes back to her home in Fengyuan,

maybe once every two or three months at most.

However, her connection with her family, especially her other sisters, isn't particularly weak.

Xiaoxi often takes the initiative to call her to ask about her situation.

As the second eldest sister, that's only natural! Xiaoxi is always particularly happy when she occasionally receives a call from her.

Although they don't talk about anything particularly exciting.

After marrying Xiaoxi, she once revealed to Xiaolan about her past experiences.

Xiaoxi didn't go into the details, but in short, Xiaolan's former boyfriend, a photojournalist, contracted a strange illness while on a business trip to a developing country in Southeast Asia. He

died there before he could even be brought back to Taiwan for treatment.

Xiaoxi only mentioned this topic once,

in a tone mixed with sympathy, regret, and a certain tentativeness.

I didn't express any opinion at the time.

To be honest, I wasn't interested at all.

Perhaps that sounds cold-hearted! But I could vaguely guess why Xiaoxi only told me about it a year after we got married.

Was she testing whether I had forgotten about Xiaofeng? Xiaofeng had disappeared from my life for over eight years.

I burned every single photo from back then.

We haven't talked about those days for a long time.

Why did she still look so insecure? At first, I was a little angry.

But after thinking about it carefully, I found it kind of funny.

Xiaoxi! Xiaoxi.

What a clever, silly woman.

Maybe my cold reaction to that sensitive topic reassured Xiaoxi a lot? That night, she took the initiative to make advances in bed, and I inevitably had some intense sex with her several times, leaving us both exhausted, too tired even for post-coital caresses and sweet talk.

As always, I didn't particularly think about Xiaofeng.

But it's impossible for me to completely forget Xiaofeng.

If I were to remove her from my heart, wouldn't my youthful years, and even the person I am standing here now, become incomplete? Even if this incompleteness wasn't caused by her, but simply a matter of memories fading and yellowing with time, eventually falling away,

I would still instinctively resist it.

In 1987, I was 11 years old.

That was the era of Michael Jackson, Madonna, Prince, Akina Nakamori, and Shibukashi.

I later learned that Haruki Murakami also published his novel, Norwegian Wood, that September.

With a heart full of unease, I transferred to a new elementary school and met Kaede for the first time in a completely unfamiliar class.

Two years into our school days, when I saw Xiaofeng again, we were both students at a private university.

It was almost a miracle; we recognized each other as we passed each other on a campus path.

Soon after, we became a couple.

We enjoyed a sweet year together until Xiaofeng's new roommate, Xiaoxi—who is now my wife—appeared.

Like a plot from a third-rate novel, I couldn't resist being attracted to Xiaoxi's lively and easygoing personality and her hot body.

Within two months, I was secretly sleeping with her.

Being so naive back then, Xiaofeng soon discovered my two-timing. She couldn't bear the blow and attempted suicide

by cutting her wrists in her dorm room. Luckily, Xiaoxi discovered her in time, preventing an irreversible tragedy. " I'm

sorry, it's all my fault. I was just blinded by emotion and made the mistake that every man in the world makes. I still only love you, please forgive me!"—I wish I could have said those words so easily back then. But I couldn't. I can't deny that I truly love Xiaoxi too. In Xiaoxi, I see a burning passion and unwavering devotion, like a campfire blazing under a clear summer night sky. It moves me so much I don't know what to do, and I can only sink deeper and deeper into my feelings. On the other hand, I have absolutely no complaints about Xiaofeng. She was like a fairy-like figure from a romance novel, appearing before a protagonist struggling with social adjustment, warmly comforting my soul both when I was 11 and 20. The world of emotions cannot tolerate even a grain of sand. I think that was at least true for Xiaofeng. After returning home from the hospital, she dropped out of school. Not long after, her family sent her to live with her older sister, who lived in the United States. At least, that's what her family said. This naturally caused quite a stir on campus. I found it extremely annoying, so I also dropped out of school and joined the army early. I never saw Xiaofeng again. In fact, even if I wanted to see her, there was no way. After being repeatedly turned away in what felt like humiliating silence, I gradually gave up the idea of trying to see her, disheartened. Whatever happens, happens! I don't care anymore. Even if I die without ever seeing her again, perhaps that's my deserved punishment. *** Nearly ten years later, for the first time, I recounted that story—to a complete stranger. Strangely, I didn't feel particularly sad. The emotional fluctuations were so subtle that I could hardly perceive them myself. Perhaps it's because the subject is Xiaolan! Compared to Xiaolan's ordeal, my story is anything but sad. No one died in it.

Of the three people involved, at least two seem to be living quite happy lives.

Xiaolan has never lacked suitors.

As for whether she has developed stable relationships with them, I have no way of knowing.

But she probably doesn't have a boyfriend right now! I guess.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have called us for help when she moved to the Taipei branch.

Xiaoxi went to the European headquarters for a month of training, so I came alone.

Fortunately, there wasn't too much stuff.

The larger pieces of furniture were all disposed of in Taichung. "

If we need anything, we can just buy it in Taipei," she said.

The Taipei branch happened to be short-staffed, and after hearing the news, she applied for a transfer.

Because of her previous good grades, she was approved without any difficulties from above.

Her newly rented small apartment is in an alley on Zhongcheng Road in Tianmu, just steps away from Tianmu Park.

There is a Shidong Market nearby.

It is also very close to the hospital where she works.

After the two movers left, we casually sat on the living room floor piled with boxes, eating takeout pizza and drinking Heineken from a nearby convenience store.

Xiaolan was wearing a simple beige pullover and jeans, with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, and her hair was simply tied up with a headscarf.

Her unadorned appearance made her look like a fresh graduate entering the workforce.

We chatted idly, listening to a Stan Gates jazz CD playing from a small bedside stereo we'd dug out of a cardboard box.

When we started talking about our school days, Xiaofeng's topic naturally slipped out of my mouth.

There were many details I couldn't remember clearly, and I had to stop every now and then to think before I could continue.

Anyway, once this long-forgotten topic was brought up, I somehow found myself talking non-stop, oblivious to everyone else.

She didn't interrupt me once before I finished my story, quietly sipping her now-warm beer.

A framed family photo sat on the stereo.

It seemed to have been taken a long time ago.

Xiaolan, Xiaoxi, Xiaohua, Xiaohui, and Xiaohong, dressed in a middle school uniform, all smiled happily at the camera.

The background was their old family home's backyard.

"To be honest, I try not to think about the past unless it's necessary.

Otherwise, I won't be able to take even half a step forward.

That's not fair to anyone.

Especially to Xiaoxi."

I paused, tossing the extinguished cigarette butt into the empty beer can.

"If there's anything I have to bear, it's something I'll have to face alone from now on.

Isn't that right?"

I said.

"...Isn't that unfair?..."

She lowered her head and thought for a moment before saying.

"Have you ever talked to your second sister about these things?"

"No.

We don't know how to bring it up, do we?"

I said.

“Maybe I should find some time to talk to her…”

I stared silently at the beer can on the ground for a while.

“…Some things, if kept in your heart, might never be said.”

She said.

“You never know what will happen tomorrow.

Isn’t that right?”

“Is that true for you too?”

I asked her.

“Yes! That’s right.”

She smiled at me and said simply.

After a while, she suddenly said, “Have I ever told you that you’re a lot like a guy I used to know? Whether it’s his personality, his eyes, his tone of voice, or the way he treats girls.”

“We almost got engaged.

Unfortunately, he died before that.”

She rubbed the corner of her eye and said.

“Isn’t that very unfair?”

she asked, looking into my eyes.

*** The weather outside was nice.

She suggested going for a walk in the nearby park.

Although it was already autumn, the afternoon sun still felt warm on my skin.

We walked side by side on the sidewalk, strolling slowly.

Occasionally, she would stop to pet a stray dog or pause to look at a shop window.

My thoughts were still lingering on our conversation.

"Come on!"

she suddenly grabbed my hand and ran towards the crowd on the park lawn.

We ran breathlessly to a small tree and stopped.

She took out two pens and a piece of white paper from her pocket, tore the paper in half, and handed one half to me.

"If... you have anything else to say to Xiaofeng... write it down here!..."

she said, panting.

"I'll write too."

She said, sitting down, resting the paper on her lap, and writing a line of delicate words in beautiful handwriting.

I walked to an empty patch of grass and sat down.

Gazing at the people playing in the sunlight, I suddenly lost all words.

When I came to my senses, I realized I was sobbing silently, my hand gripping the pen trembling uncontrollably.

A fully grown Labrador Retriever ran to my side, carrying a small ball, and placed it at my feet.

"Good boy..."

I patted its head and said in a trembling voice, "Go back to your owner!"

With that, I threw the ball forward forcefully.

It turned and ran without looking back

, disappearing into the playing crowd in an instant.

"Are you finished writing?"

Xiaofeng, back to the glaring sunlight, sat down beside me.

She looked straight ahead, avoiding my eyes.

The golden afterglow cast an eternal glow on her beautiful face.

No.

That was Xiaolan.

I was momentarily stunned,

but quickly regained my composure.

"Hmm,"

I said.

"What should we do with this?"

"Burn it? Or do what they do in the movies, dig a hole in the trunk and bury it? Hopefully, it won't attract fire trucks or police or anything,"

I joked.

"I don't know.

I didn't think about it that much when I left,"

she said calmly.

A moment of silence fell between us.

"How about this, tear it up and scatter it in the sea?"

I said suddenly, as if I'd just remembered something.

"Where are we going to find the sea?"

she asked, looking at me.

"You're right..."

I said apologetically.

"How about we scatter it here?"

she said suddenly after a moment of silence.

I thought for a moment and nodded.

"Okay."

"I'll count to three, and we'll scatter it together, okay?"

she said.

"Okay!"

We both stood up at the same time.

"One!"

she shouted loudly.

"Two!!"

I shouted along.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"It's your turn, why aren't you shouting?"

I laughed and gave her a nudge.

"Just a little longer! I'm not mentally prepared yet."

She looked like she was about to cry.

She took a deep breath as if she had made up her mind and shouted loudly towards the clear sky.

"Three!!!"

We both threw the paper flowers we were holding tightly forward at the same time.

The white fragments, like falling leaves, swirled briefly in the air before settling motionless on the grass in front of us.

There wasn't even a breath of wind.

It was tragic.

We stared blankly for a while.

"It seems a bit sad… for a farewell,"

I said.

"Yeah!… There's no romance at all…"

she said, trying to

hold back her tears. But they eventually fell.

I offered her my shoulder.

She rested her head on mine, sobbing softly.

"It shouldn't be like this… This is so unfair…"

she whimpered.

"Don't say that…"

I patted her back gently, comforting her.

"We tried our best, didn't we?" "

…Maybe we forgot to say the password,"

I said.

"Password?"

She looked up at me slightly.

"Like the one at the end of the movie 'Love Letter'!"

I said.

"??"

I cupped my hands around my mouth and shouted at the sky, "I'm fine! ...Are you fine too?!"

She wiped the tears from her face and shouted back.

"I'm fine! ...Are you fine too?!"

"I'm really fine! ...Are you fine too?!"

I shouted even louder.

"I'm really fine!"

Her tears flowed again like a burst dam.

"Are you... fine too?!"

Not far away, some people had already put down what they were doing and looked over curiously.

A few more barks came from somewhere further away.

She buried her face in my chest and sobbed for almost 10 minutes.

During that time, I could only gently pat her back, unable to utter a single word of comfort.

(I understand! I've been through that pain too.

Don't cry anymore.

) - I didn't want to say any of that pointless nonsense right now.

Honestly, seeing her cry so heartbrokenly, I couldn't help but want to cry along with her.

But I couldn't! I had to desperately hold it in.

If I cried now, it would be all over.

I would definitely break down emotionally too.

After a while, her voice gradually weakened until only the rise and fall of her breath remained, as if a baby had fallen asleep on my chest.

"Brother-in-law..."

she looked up and said.

"Yes.

What is it?"

"Do you still love your second sister?"

"Yes...of course.

Although there are all sorts of setbacks in our lives, I still love her,"

I said earnestly.

"Then...then you two must be happy!"

she said, looking earnestly into my eyes.

"Yes.

Definitely."

I said firmly.

"If you ever meet someone you like again, try your best to hold onto happiness, okay?"

"Hmm.

Like you, brother-in-law?"

she said playfully, sticking out her tongue.

"Huh???"

I was taken aback.

"I was just kidding."

she said with a smile.

"I promise you.

You must be happy."

As she spoke, her gaze involuntarily shifted to the mountain not far away.

Just then, a warm breeze suddenly blew in from nowhere, swirling up scraps of paper and fallen leaves on the ground, flying towards us, enveloping Xiaolan and me.

It seemed to linger around us for a few seconds, as if reluctant to leave.

Then, as if remembering something, it gracefully kicked everything away.

"Look! Look!"

she exclaimed, shaking my arm excitedly.

Her finger pointed excitedly at the scraps of paper flying higher and farther away, a tear still glistening in her eye.

—The End—

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