Parting from my sister is also difficult.

Summer vacation had begun.

On the third day of vacation, my brother-in-law called to say that he had been promoted to major and battalion commander. Families of battalion-level officers could accompany their spouses, and he had already completed the necessary paperwork for my sister to join him. She had been transferred to a local hospital near the military base. He would return in three days to pick her up.

Upon receiving the call, my sister burst into tears. I didn't know how to comfort her,

and with a heavy heart, I hugged her tightly, saying, "Sister..." Something seemed to be stuck in my throat, and I choked up, unable to continue. After crying for a while, my sister suddenly took off her clothes and said, "We still have three days. We need to seize this precious time to fuck, otherwise we won't have another chance."

My heart was filled with sorrow, and my penis, which had lost its usual vigor, drooped dejectedly between my legs. My sister made me lie down, and with her soft, white hands, she gently stroked my penis, licking my glans, shaft, and scrotum with her tongue. She took both testicles into her mouth, gently sucking, and finally swallowed my entire penis. I also spread her legs and licked her vulva.

Her vagina was dry, without a drop of moisture, and her sorrow had suppressed her desire. I parted the foreskin of her clitoris with my tongue and licked it forcefully. Her clitoris gradually became engorged with blood, like a ripe strawberry. I took her clitoris in my mouth and tasted it, licking her little "glans." Her vagina gradually became moist. I lowered my tongue from her clitoris and inserted it into her vagina. Her warm vagina enveloped my tongue, and a surge of heat rose from my stomach. My penis swelled up as if inflated.

My sister's vaginal fluid increased. I stroked her clitoris with my fingers, and my tongue stirred repeatedly inside her vagina. The tender flesh inside her vagina became firm and strong, gripping my tongue wave after wave, and her vaginal fluid kept flowing into my mouth. I pulled my tongue out of her vagina and inserted two fingers inside. I licked her clitoris fiercely with my tongue, and my sister moaned excitedly: "Mmm... Oh... Ah..." Her two legs pounded against my back like hammers. Suddenly, my sister's legs clamped tightly around my head, and her vaginal fluid gushed out.

After her climax, I rolled over and straddled her, my throbbing, red penis thrusting into her vagina, pumping violently. I alternated between gentle thrusts and deep, forceful ones; her vagina clenched and unclenched, our movements perfectly synchronized. My fluids mingled with hers, each thrust producing a squelching sound. I thrust even harder, our bodies colliding with each other, creating a slapping sound that filled the room with an atmosphere of utter debauchery.

My sister's moans grew increasingly desperate: "Ah...ah...fuck me to death...fuck me to death..." A surge of pleasure coursed through my spine to my penis, making it swell even more. My sister's vagina clenched even tighter, her fluids pouring onto it like a showerhead, while my semen shot into her vagina like bullets. We held each other tightly, our breaths mingling.

My penis was pulled out of her vagina, covered in my sister's vaginal fluid and my semen. The fluid and semen dripped down my penis like a melting popsicle. My sister saw the strange-looking penis and swallowed it whole. I said, "Sister ate a popsicle." With my penis in her mouth, she couldn't speak, but she slapped my buttocks without hesitation.

She licked my penis clean and suddenly asked me, "Do you really want to fuck my asshole?"

"Yes," I said, "but I'm afraid if I fuck your asshole, will you get a disease?"

My sister said, "As long as you like it, don't worry about getting sick, I'd even die for you."

I felt a surge of excitement: "Sister wants me to fuck her asshole?"

My sister nodded, rolled off the bed, took a laxative, applied it to my penis, and then lay down on the bed, her two round, snow-white buttocks gleaming, as if tempting me. I said, "Anal sex will hurt a lot, sister."

She said, "Don't worry about whether it hurts or not, as long as you're happy." I was so moved I almost cried. That's what women are like; they can sacrifice everything for the man they love!

I carefully applied the glycerin suppository to her anus. Her anus looked like a blooming chrysanthemum; no wonder people call the anus the "chrysanthemum gate." Afraid it wasn't lubricating enough, I squeezed the rest of the suppository into her anus, then raised my penis and tentatively inserted it. She immediately screamed, "Ah—it hurts so much—!" I quickly stopped, afraid to push any further. Her anus contracted, unceremoniously pushing my penis out.

I said, "Since it hurts so much, let's not do it anymore, forget it."

"No! We have to do it." She stubbornly said, "This time, don't worry about whether it hurts or not, just push your penis in!"

My penis slowly entered her anus again. First the glans, then halfway in, and finally the whole penis was inside. The screams from my sister were agonizing: "Ahhh—ahhh—" As my

penis entered her anus, I paused, letting her rectum adjust to the intruder. After a moment, she said, "It's better, it doesn't hurt so much anymore, you can start fucking now." I said, "I'm going to fuck you now, just tell me if you don't feel good."

With the lubrication of the "enema," my penis began to slowly thrust in and out. My sister's anus seemed to secrete some fluid, gradually becoming moist. Her round, supple buttocks pressed against my lower abdomen and inner thighs, slippery and incredibly comfortable. As I increased the speed of my thrusts, my sister seemed to react, her buttocks bobbing up and down to meet my thrusts. The thrusting became faster and faster, almost as fast as when I was fucking her vagina. My sister also became excited, letting out the same moans she made when I was fucking her vagina: "Ohhh…ahhh…"

New, exciting, stimulating. My penis started to swell again, and I felt the urge to ejaculate. I said, "I'm going to cum, pull your penis out?"

My sister said, "No, cum inside!"

I became even more excited and thrust harder, and my sister increased the amplitude of her hip movements. Ahhhhh... My sister's anus tightly gripped my penis, and my semen shot into her anus like a torrent. My

penis was pulled out of her anus, and my sister carefully wiped it clean with a damp towel, then hugged me tightly and said, "I've given everything to my brother, I have no regrets."

I said, "Sister is so good, I love you." My

sister said, "Sister loves you too, I'll love you to death."

I said, "Does anal sex hurt a lot?"

My sister said, "It hurts a lot. When my penis first went in, it burned like fire, and every time I thrust in and out, it burned like fire." I said

, "Brother, you've made your sister suffer."

My sister said, "Sister is willing."

After my sister got out of bed, her walking posture became very difficult, probably because her anus was still hurting. A sense of guilt welled up in my heart. I shouldn't have been so greedy for my own pleasure and recklessly fucked my sister's anus.

For three days straight, we made love day and night. I repeatedly ejaculated into my sister's vagina, mouth, and anus, and she had countless orgasms. After three days, we both looked like pandas, with dark circles under our eyes, and our bodies felt like they were about to fall apart. But we were incredibly excited. We knew we would probably never have such passionate lovemaking again in our lives.

Tomorrow, my sister was going to a faraway, unfamiliar place. That night, she hugged me tightly and asked, "Will you forget your sister?"

I angrily said, "How could I forget my sister?"

My sister said, "Of course you won't forget now, but you'll forget after you get married."

I said, "No, my sister is unforgettable, I will never forget her!"

My sister said, "I'm still worried, I want to leave a mark on you, so you'll always think of me."

I said, "Okay, sister, let me leave a mark." My sister brought out a velvet jewelry box containing a gold ring, a keepsake I gave her shortly after we slept together. The ring had two overlapping hearts engraved on it. She said, "I'm going to burn a mark onto your wrist with this ring. In the future, whenever you see the mark, you'll think of me." I'd read in a book that military horses had numbers burned into their hindquarters for identification. My sister wasn't burning a mark on me for identification, but for eternal remembrance. I said, "Okay!"

My sister used pliers to heat the ring over the gas stove, blew on the burning ring, and pressed the ring with the two hearts onto my wrist. The excruciating pain made my body tremble. "Ah—" I gritted my teeth to keep from crying out.

My sister took off the ring and quickly applied "Jingwanhong" burn ointment to my blistering wrist.

"Does it hurt?" my sister asked with concern.

"No," I said. My sister smiled, her lips pursed. She said, "You should burn a mark on my wrist too." I said, "Sister, don't burn it."

"No! I want to burn it." My sister was like a willful little girl.

I couldn't persuade her otherwise, so I did as she asked and burned a blister on her wrist. After the burn healed, we both had a beautiful scar on our wrists, a beautiful testament to our love. My sister really went to great lengths!

The next day, my sister got up early. She said, "He's coming back today, and we have to leave here by tomorrow at the latest. Don't come to say goodbye to me, and don't see me off. Let's just kiss goodbye here."

I said, "Why can't I see you off? I want to."

My sister said, "No, you shouldn't see me off. I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself if I see you."

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