After he finished tidying up my clothes

I was a high school senior, and my parents' most beloved only daughter. My dad was a car dealer, and my mom was a music teacher. Their relationship had been excellent since their marriage. I was lucky to have been born into such a harmonious family.
My dad's old friends, Uncle Guo and his wife, lived next door. When I was four, Mr. Guo came to my house, breathless, and told my parents that his wife had just given birth.
We were all so happy for him! My mom even said to me, "Jing, you'll have someone to play with now!"
From a young age, I always liked to call him Xiao Song. He really brought a lot of joy to both our families. When he was little, he always wore a masked Japanese Superman and would run between our houses, yelling and nagging, constantly pestering me to play Superman vs. monsters with him. Every time, he would come home crying, telling Guo's mom that Superman had been defeated by the "monster," and he wouldn't stop crying. Haha, how could I, his older sister, be a less formidable "monster" than him...
Xiao Song is quite smart, but he just lacks a bit of patience. Guo's mom, for the sake of his studies, would order him to come to my house to do his homework with me.
I would always coax him in my older sister's tone, telling him to finish his homework properly.
Perhaps out of resentment, he would often lightly pat my buttocks and tease me when I turned away, saying, "Jing-jie! Why are you so skinny? What will you do in the future? It'll be hard to have children..." Every time he touched me like that, I was too angry to say anything.
After I turned twelve, my mother continued her teaching career. When asked why she still went out to work when Dad was taking care of things at home, she always said she didn't want to be a housewife for life and that working would allow her to stay informed about society. Therefore, from the age of twelve onwards, it was just me and Xiao-guo doing homework together after school.
During that time, I tried my best to teach him what he didn't understand. It finally paid off; by the time I entered my senior year of high school, his academic performance had improved year by year. Every time Guo's mother comes to my house, she praises Xiao Jing in front of my parents, saying that she's smart and beautiful, and can even manage her Xiao Song well—she's really amazing. My parents always smile from ear to ear when they hear this.
Today, after school, Xiao Song came to my house as usual, carrying his rather heavy schoolbag. I poured him a glass of ice water, and then we each did our own homework. Soon, Xiao Song encountered a problem and started yelling for me to teach him. Sigh, I couldn't even finish my own homework… I couldn't teach him. So I sat down next to him to see what he didn't understand.
Just as I moved closer to his left side, I felt something brush against my chest. I glanced down slightly and saw that Xiao Song's elbow was pressing against my right breast. I instinctively leaned back slightly, watching Xiao Song to see if his action was intentional. But seeing how focused he was on his studies, I didn't suspect anything. I moved closer to him to answer his questions.
However, another pressure came from my breasts. This time, I ignored it and focused on teaching him what he didn't understand. Somehow, his elbow seemed to rhythmically sway gently from side to side across my developing breasts. Even through my school uniform, his rubbing made my breasts slowly itch.
I wanted to pull back, but then Xiaosong told me to look at the question in the book again. I leaned even closer, my right breast pressing more against his arm. Although I was looking at the book, my face turned red. This time, Xiaosong casually turned his shoulder a few times, indicating that he was a little tired.
It would have been better if he hadn't moved, because the movement caused his elbow to rub rapidly against my chest. The stimulation caused a reaction near my nipples, a sudden contraction washing over me… I couldn't help but let out a soft "Mmm!" in my heart… I opened my mouth slightly
and slowly exhaled. No, I had to tell him to look at it himself first, and I'd answer his questions tomorrow if he still didn't understand. I told him I had something to do and got up to go to my room. As I turned back, he came and attacked my soft buttocks again, loudly saying, "Sister Jing hasn't changed at all! Haha!"
I widened my eyes and replied, "It has nothing to do with you, my little brother. You should focus on your studies."
After closing the door, I lay weakly on the bed, savoring the feeling from just now. Only then did I feel a sticky sensation in my lower body. Curious, I rolled up my school skirt to my waist and touched my pure white panties. I was startled; why was there a small wet patch near the center of my labia?
I slipped my hand inside the panties, and some moist fluid seeped out where my fingers touched. I placed my left hand on my forehead, while my right middle finger gently circled around my labia. My mind was a jumbled mess, wondering why this was happening… why I was having this inappropriate reaction…
The next day, Xiaosong came to my house again. After what happened yesterday, I didn't dare get too close to him. I just told him to underline anything I didn't understand, and I would write it down for him. Just then, the phone rang, and I ran to answer it.
Strange, it was for Xiaosong. After he hung up the phone, I asked him why his classmate knew how to call.
He said, "I told him because I wanted to get that video toy quickly, so I gave him this phone number." Oh, I see.
Then he ran to the front door and said, "Sister Jing! I'm going to get it! I'll be right back, don't tell my mom!"
"Okay! Come back quickly!"
I ignored him and continued with my homework. When I returned to my desk, I accidentally kicked his backpack. I thought to myself that his backpack was getting heavier and heavier, and I picked it up—it was really heavy! What books does he bring to class every day? I unzipped the backpack, and wow, it was a huge pile of textbooks, just like mine used to be. Just as I was zipping it up, I saw a book that looked like a comic book. Ah! I haven't read it in a long time; I've been preparing for university exams lately. Okay! Even just looking at it would be good to relax. But
when I pulled out the comic, it turned out to be… a Japanese erotic manga… The cover depicted a girl with a model's figure, long, black hair, a pitiful face, and full breasts. She was only wearing purple panties and posing in a very explicit way. Having never seen this kind of manga before, I blushed with embarrassment.
Driven by curiosity, I sat on the sofa and quietly looked at each page. Although I couldn't understand the Japanese text, every action drawn inside excited me. After finishing the comic, I found myself instinctively placing my hand on my skirt and gently rubbing my vulva through it. With my eyes closed, I fantasized about every scene I had just read. Putting the comic down with my left hand, I began to caress my breasts, while my right hand continuously stimulated my vulva.
Lost in thought, I extended my right hand and lightly touched the center of my panties, my index and middle fingers alternately rubbing my slightly damp labia through the thin white fabric, while occasionally stroking the sides of my inner thighs, constantly arousing my body.
Mmm…! I bit my lower lip, savoring the pleasure. I slightly opened my eyes, glancing at the comic cover beside me, then shyly closed them again. My head was pressed tightly against the sofa, and my right hand's fingers began to quickly brush against my soaked panties, driven by my desire. My legs spread wider and straighter as a result.
Mmm! Mmm~~~! My warm fluids uncontrollably seeped through my soft, thin panties. My thighs were spread wide to allow for the large movements of my right hand, while my left hand immediately pressed against my lower abdomen, receiving the electric-like sensation... I let out several low, soft moans.
After a few minutes, my chest slowly calmed down, and my whole body felt completely exhausted.
Sigh! For the first time, I now knew what masturbation was. The more I thought about it, the more embarrassed I became. Luckily, Xiaosong hadn't come back yet, otherwise, I wouldn't know how to explain what I had just done to him.
Just as I was about to take a hot shower, Xiaosong came home. As soon as he entered, he stared at the comic book in my hand, looking terrified. Of course, I didn't miss the chance to scold him, telling him to tell Guo's mother if his grades weren't good. He couldn't argue and had to obediently do his homework.
As soon as he sat down, he looked at
me suspiciously and asked, "Jing-jie! Did you peek?" I quickly replied, "Keep your mouth clean, I won't look! Hurry up and do your homework!" "
And if I see you bringing this kind of book again, I won't be responsible for how Guo's mother will punish you, you hear me?"
Not having a chance to shower, I had to do my homework with him, but my wet genitals made me very uncomfortable. I wasn't able to clean myself properly until Xiaosong left. I was wondering what I'd been doing these past two days…
This week, my parents and Uncle Guo all took a long vacation to travel abroad for a week. They really have faith in me, actually asking me to look after Xiaosong. Oh well, what can I do? I'm four years older than him! Life is so unfair to me, why can't I go with them?
Tonight, after having dinner with Xiaosong, we played Monopoly together to see who would have to get up early to make breakfast tomorrow. We battled and argued for dozens of rounds, finally losing to this little brother. I really need to try harder! It's already past midnight, so I'll just go to Xiaosong's parents' bedroom to sleep. Wow! The room is really big, and the bed is so comfortable. After showering, I went back to bed and fell fast asleep.
In my hazy state, I thought someone called my name, Sister Jing! At first, I didn't pay attention, but after listening carefully, I realized it was Xiao Guo. Why was he waking me so late? I was sleeping soundly. I pretended not to hear him and ignored him. Xiao Song called softly a few times, and stopped when he saw I didn't respond.
Not long after, I felt my blanket being removed. Suddenly, a hand pressed against
my lower abdomen, gently stroking it back and forth. It was Xiao Guo! What should I do? I was terrified and didn't know what to do, so I pretended to fall asleep. Then, his other hand reached up to my pajamas and rubbed my breasts. He gently brushed them with his fingers, and seeing I didn't react, he boldly used both hands to massage my stimulated breasts with a little force.
His push made me feel itchy, like the time his elbow rubbed against my right breast. I didn't know whether I should wake up immediately and yell at him. As I struggled with this internal conflict, I felt my loose, light blue shorts being slowly pulled down to my slender calves. He lifted my legs slightly and quickly pulled the shorts off, letting them fall to the side.
Now I was only wearing a sleeveless, tight-fitting tank top over a white bra and thin white cotton panties.
I heard him call my name again in a very soft voice. My mind went completely blank; I decided not to answer. He took advantage of my silence again and began to spread my legs wide. His hands were on my calves, his fingers massaging and stroking my smooth skin with a rhythmic, rhythmic motion.
Suddenly, he placed both hands on my inner thighs, slowly stroking them up and down and side to side. This startled me, and the muscles in my legs tensed. My brows furrowed involuntarily as his fingertips lightly rubbed against my panties, exploring every inch he saw. His fingers
found my clitoris, pushing the pre-ejaculate above my panties and gently pressing and kneading it. My breasts rose and fell slowly with his caresses of my private parts; I struggled to control myself, afraid he would see. A warm current seemed to flow through my lower abdomen, extending all the way to my vulva.
Ah! Although I managed to control my breathing, my pre-ejaculate ignored my efforts, trickling down my panties. I don't know how much had seeped onto my thin panties, and I'm sure Xiaosong noticed.
Hmph! He started attacking my already wet labia, his fingers swirling around them, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, rubbing up and down. I occasionally pretended to casually shift my hips from side to side and arch them upwards to match his movements. His fingers seemed to be attacking my vulva faster, and the smooth skin around my genitals indirectly told me that my panties were completely soaked by Xiaosong.
I didn't have the strength to get up and stop Xiaosong from going any further; I could only close my eyes and let him do what he wanted.
Suddenly, Xiaosong stopped all his movements. After a long silence, I heard a movement, and then Xiaosong's knees pressed against both sides of my thighs. My private parts were suddenly disturbed again, but unlike before, it didn't feel like Xiaosong's fingers. I could only feel that the object was warm where it touched. When it touched my inner thigh, I felt something soft with a sticky liquid on it.
That thing kept rubbing against my underwear, the frequency starting to increase, rubbing up and down my labia, and occasionally gently pressing against my vulva, as if trying to penetrate my underwear. My calves, thighs, and buttocks were being rapidly manipulated against my vulva, swaying slowly and quietly. Suddenly, Xiaosong let out several low moans, and my private parts were suddenly sprayed with some liquid. I felt a burning sensation, and some sticky liquid splattered onto my thighs. I could even smell a strong odor I'd never smelled before.
I couldn't guess the time; in the silence, I could vaguely hear Xiaosong's breathing. He pulled my legs closer together again, and I felt one of his knees pressing against the wet, slippery crotch of my panties. My mind was reeling from his actions, and my chaotic thoughts were racing: Wasn't Xiaosong afraid I'd wake up? At that moment, he rolled up the bottom of my vest, all the way to my chest, under my armpits. Then he reached out and caressed my breasts, which were exposed outside my bra. His warm hands gently and lightly massaged the smooth skin that wasn't protected by the bra.
He skillfully started from under my armpits, gliding down to the sides of my breasts, rubbing them together. Then he placed his hands in my cleavage, kneading them back and forth along the top edge of my bra. Suddenly, he slipped his hands inside my bra and pinched and twisted my nipples. Mmm! My nipples hardened naturally and quickly, and he used a little more force to pull and press my sensitive nipples up and down. Not satisfied, he gently pulled the bra down from the top to below my nipples.
Most of my elastic breasts and erect nipples felt a little cool without the protection of the bra. Now I was too ashamed to open my eyes and look at Xiaosong's gaze on my body. I don't know what it was, but a pool of warm, wet liquid dripped onto my right nipple, the hot liquid causing the nipple to contract rapidly. The answer was quickly revealed: it was Komatsu's saliva, as he was sucking on my nipple, gently biting it with his teeth.
His tongue, like a snake, coiled around my nipple, the soft tip teasing and circling it.
His left hand wasn't idle either, joining the fray to attack my left breast. He stimulated my nipple with the center of his palm, while his fingers pressed and rubbed against my precocious breast. My inner thighs unconsciously tightened slightly around Komatsu's calves, pressing my vulva tightly against his knee, using his yin energy to gently sway my vulva up and down against his knee.
I felt a few beads of sweat trickling down my forehead. I didn't even know why I so desperately wanted to press my labia tightly against Komatsu's knees and rub them together; I only knew that my lower body was unbearably itchy.
My previously satisfied, slippery private parts couldn't feel Komatsu's knees anymore, and all of Komatsu's movements on my chest stopped. Oh no, he was about to take off my thin panties. I nervously gripped the sheets tightly on both sides. Komatsu had already slowly pulled down my panties.
He then gently spread my legs apart, my vulva completely exposed to him. My toes involuntarily clenched together, waiting for Komatsu's next move. I felt his left hand press down on the bed beside my right side. A tingling, numb sensation came from my private parts, and I felt something brushing against them, like the thing that had just been moving through my underwear.
Suddenly, I remembered the boy's genitals in Komatsu's erotic manga. Was Komatsu using his penis to penetrate me? I was terrified and wanted to get up immediately to stop him, but the thought of seeing his penis made me freeze on the bed, my heart pounding like a deer, not knowing what to do. It was too late; his penis was already penetrating my vagina.
His warm penis pushed in step by step into my wet vagina, each small thrust stretching open my unexplored passage. It hurt so much; I only felt the intense tearing sensation. I didn't want him to know I had been pretending to be asleep, so no matter how much it hurt, I only screamed in my heart. With the last thrust, he forcefully pushed deep into my vagina, the area around my vulva touching his pubic hair. I thought he had inserted his entire penis inside.
I could feel the gentle throbbing of his penis inside my vagina. Thankfully, he stopped moving, or I would have fainted from the pain. While still, he began to stroke my lower abdomen with his hand, sliding down to my breasts and lightly touching them. His mouth resumed sucking on my nipples. This time, he gently bit the base of my nipple, while his tongue pressed and rubbed the tip from side to side, the speed increasing rhythmically.
His penis seemed impatient as it began to enter and exit my tight vagina. Perhaps he didn't want to wake me, as the thrusting was slow. But his tongue on my nipples moved erratically and rapidly. His penis seemed to be constantly swelling, hardening and stretching my vagina, causing me great pain. I deliberately made a sound, raising my voice, hoping to scare him away. He ignored me, increasing the speed of his thrusts, his tongue and right hand relentlessly stimulating my nipples and breasts. My forehead, chest, lower abdomen, and thighs were drenched in sweat with each thrust of his penis and the stimulation of my upper chest by his tongue and right hand. Suddenly,
a heavy pressure pressed down on my lower body, and I felt a surge of warm fluid shooting into my vagina. My whole body trembled several times, and a tear rolled down my cheek in fear. His penis thrust into my genitals a few times and then stopped.
His hands caressed my breasts and lower abdomen for a short while before his penis withdrew from my vagina. He seemed oblivious to the fact that I was actually awake, just with my eyes closed. After tidying my clothes, he quietly closed the door, leaving me, Sister Jing, nearly fainting from the pain.
Not long after he left, I got up and took off my shorts and underwear. By the moonlight streaming in through the window, I saw that the sheets were stained with blood, and my genitals were still wet with Komatsu's semen, mixed with traces of blood.
I curled up, buried my head in my knees, and began to sob…
wondering how I would face Komatsu tomorrow…!
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