Near Nanjing - 3P with a petite Sichuan girl, Second Sister-in-law (Part 1)

City: Nanjing area (YZ)
Date: May 12, 2018

A light drizzle was falling outside my office window. I was idly sipping tea and decided to record the events I'd attended in the form of a memoir. Although the memories wouldn't fade quickly, I hoped to evoke those beautiful recollections through words. Anyway, getting back to the point,

meeting my brother and sister-in-law was purely coincidental. While not as efficient as my previous post, "The Fairy-like Sister-in-Law in a 3P Near Nanjing," it only took about a week from acquaintance to meeting, which was still quite fast.

Our connection began in a WeChat group for a club. This group, like many others, was filled with a strong sense of vulgarity and lowlife mentality. There were too many people who harbored the illusion of "adding people without asking questions, inquiring about their privacy, and demanding photos," so I rarely spoke in it, except when I was in a good mood. I remember once, a few annoying people in the group were arguing heatedly about meaningless things. I said, "Speaking frankly is wisdom, but speaking without fully revealing one's meaning shows depth. Let's send a small red envelope and everyone stop here." Perhaps we had interacted in the group chat before, and he later added me on WeChat privately, which led to this threesome. We introduced ourselves, our ages, jobs, and preferences... He emphasized that my sister-in-law disliked vulgarity and enjoyed being praised. Soon after, he added her and me to a discussion group to get to know each other better.

I met her in person on May 11th in Zhenjiang. I was dropping off a colleague at the JR station, and she was going to JB for business. I asked her in the group chat if she wanted me to pick her up after her meeting. She asked where I was. I said I wasn't far and if needed, I wouldn't be going back to Nanjing that afternoon. She agreed, saying it would probably be after 4 PM. Sure enough, when I picked her up, it was almost 5 PM. She was coming out of a client's factory, wearing a white lace dress, black high heels, pulling a medium-sized red suitcase, and sunglasses. I saw my sister-in-law, honked the horn lightly, and waved with a smile. From afar, I could see she was smiling happily, revealing her playful little tiger teeth.

On the highway back to YZ, my sister-in-law was clearly a little tired, probably from wearing high heels all day for business meetings. I said to her with concern, "Sister-in-law, you're tired. Take off your heels and take a nap. Don't worry, I'm not a bad person, I won't kidnap you." Perhaps this joke relaxed her anxieties; she was noticeably less reserved and soon dozed off in the back.

We arrived back in the city around 7 PM, and it started to drizzle. My brother was already waiting for us at the WYN Hotel. After getting out of the car, I helped my sister-in-law with her suitcase. My brother sincerely said, "Brother, you've worked hard picking up your wife today." I replied, "It's thanks to your trust and my good fortune that I was able to pick her up. I just took a trip to YZ on Friday afternoon when I had nothing else to do." The two men laughed heartily.

My sister-in-law is from Sichuan, near Chengdu, so she loves hot pot. We found a hot pot restaurant near the hotel that they frequent. At 8 pm, the restaurant was still packed. The three of us found a corner table for four. My brother ordered a pitcher of draft beer, and I added a small bottle of Langjiu (I rarely drink beer because I work out). After a good meal and drinks, we chatted happily. My brother and sister-in-law easily checked in at the front desk, while I waited on the sofa like an assistant with my suitcase. (As an aside: WYN Hotel is a chain hotel in East China, and it's considered quite good among privately owned hotels.) My sister

-in-law had clearly been out all day, and was tired from business meetings. As soon as she entered the room, she took off her high heels, found flip-flops in her suitcase, and elegantly changed out of her white dress into a slip dress. My brother and I sat on the sofa next to her, smoking and chatting. Watching the woman magically pull one bottle after another from her suitcase, my brother said, "Later, give your wife a massage and some oil to help her relax." I agreed.

When my sister-in-law, with her half-dry hair wafting out, exuding an indescribable but pleasant fragrance, deliberately dimmed the room lights, and as she walked past us, she playfully tossed her shoulder-length hair, flirtatiously asking my brother, "Does my new nightgown look good?" My brother said, "Let me feel it." My sister-in-law deliberately stuck her butt out, and my brother grabbed her buttocks with his right hand, giving it a hard squeeze, saying, "The nightgown is nice, and the person inside is even nicer. We're in for a treat tonight." My sister-in-law laughed heartily, saying coquettishly, "Dream on!"

My sister-in-law wasn't tall, less than 1.6 meters, and weighed less than 100 pounds. Her skin was very fair and delicate, truly living up to the saying: "The land shapes its people, and Sichuan produces beauties!" My brother gestured for me to help my sister-in-law relax first, so I took out the baby oil, warmed it with warm water, and then gestured for her to take off her nightgown and lie down at the foot of the bed. I gently gathered her hair and started massaging her shoulders, neck, arms, and back, intentionally or unintentionally gliding over the outer edge of her breasts. I adjusted her breathing and massaged slowly and patiently, not rushing at all. When I encountered areas with strain, I massaged them back and forth several times. Gradually, I could feel the petechiae (sha) appearing on her smooth shoulder blades.

After massaging the upper body, I gently patted her buttocks, signaling that I would start massaging her lower body. I found a large bath towel, rolled it up, and placed it under her, making her buttocks stick out. This prompted my brother to come over and give her a light slap, saying, "This buttocks are so bouncy, little slut, is it good to massage?" I couldn't help but laugh, thinking to myself: My brother and sister-in-law have a good relationship, I'll slap them a few more times later!

There's a saying that men judge women: in their twenties, they look at the face; in their thirties, the breasts; and in their forties, the buttocks. I especially like women with dimples at the waist and large, perky buttocks. I wonder how many readers share this preference. While massaging her buttocks, as I vigorously massaged her back and forth with my palms, I secretly ran my ring finger lightly over my sister-in-law's anus and labia, feeling her slight trembling. My brother teased, "How's my technique, little brother?" My sister-in-law murmured, "Not bad...so comfortable...I want..." My brother said, "After we finish massaging, I'll feed you both." My sister-in-law replied with a slightly wanton tone, "Okay, tonight I'm going to drain you both dry." My hands began to move down along the inner thighs, allowing my palms and fingers to touch the core area more deeply, even gliding over the sensitive "Belt and Road" of mons pubis, clitoris, labia, perineum, and anus. At this moment, my sister-in-law's lower body was already moist, and I could even feel the lubricating texture of her labia. My brother sat down next to her and couldn't resist pinching her buttocks, patting them soothingly. She said that lying face down made her stomach feel bloated, and I chuckled to myself, perhaps because women are especially shy and embarrassed to talk about it. My sister-in-law didn't have much pubic hair, unlike some women whose pubic hair extends to the area around their anus. Her vaginal opening was slightly higher (which tragically led to the failure of our double penetration attempt). My brother then told her, "Just bear with it a little longer, I'll stop after a while." He got up and took off his shirt to prepare to shower.

I understood what he meant; it seemed I could only do half a service for her tonight. So I gently parted her legs and opened her labia with my hands. Perhaps because her vaginal opening was narrow, her labia majora were almost not everted, two thin, bright red pieces glistening with glistening vaginal fluid. I gently circled my thumb around my sister-in-law's anus, and used my middle and ring fingers to tease her labia, occasionally stimulating her clitoris with the tip of my middle finger. As my sister-in-law became increasingly aroused, her vaginal fluids increased, almost to the point of overflowing. She began to moan softly, twisting her hips in pain, as if trying to escape, but also as if welcoming me…

Finally, my brother came out after his shower. My wrists were already aching, and I joked, "If you hadn't come soon, my hand would have been ruined." My brother laughed and said, "If it's ruined, I'll give you a golden finger." He took off his underwear, waving his semi-erect penis, and walked straight to my sister-in-law's head. She looked up and grabbed his penis, making a series of rhythmic, wet sounds. My brother said, "Brother, you've worked hard. Go wash up and come over so we can fuck your sister-in-law together."

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