Brother Tony’s article, “The Violation of Sisters on the Eve of Their Weddings,” was written in a very real way, and this is a quote from it
I’ll tell you what: Lust is something that everyone has, in varying degrees, even their own family members! Lust is something that can’t be stopped, the important thing is how to look at it when it comes? It is also because it is difficult to rationally define, so I understand how the cause of incest is beyond human control! By their own inference, I believe that this society must have a very high percentage of incest exists, if you have this experience, do not repress in the heart, why not tell it, we use empathy to look at this matter, perhaps we can find a better way to deal with it, and to reduce a lot of regret it!
I couldn’t agree more, and I’ve had my share of experiences with this, so I’ll try to write some of them!
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At that time, my sister was so beautiful, a typical youthful beauty. At that time, my sister was studying in kindergarten teacher training, she was multi-talented, voice, dance, piano, calligraphy, all outstanding, is a member of the school radio station, and is a member of the school dance team, often a tight black dress pants, a ponytail hair, dancing and practicing out of the body type slim and elastic, buttocks sticking up, walking also a quivering, a little bit like aerobics athletes out of the step.
Such a beautiful girl did not pay attention, wearing black shiny pants, in the aisle of the house laundry, throwing clothes when the buttocks pouted high, black shiny curves outlined in plain sight, so that back and forth passing by me straight dizzy, really can not stand.
At that time we lived in a two-room house, and due to tight housing, my sister and I had to share one room. Our house was simple and clean, with a double bed, a long sofa, an upright piano, cupboards, a TV and a large mirror. Because there was only one bed, when we slept, we had to put two pillows in the center, which was a good way to avoid it.
Sometimes I go to bed first, but my sister is practicing a certain exercise song, sitting on the piano bench, she is so beautiful, kindergarten teacher girls already know how to dress up, plus my father, who is a seafarer, often brings back new styles of clothes from Japan, my sister is often changing her style of dress, one time lady, the other time a hot girl.
My sister was sitting upright, her side was visible from the bed, her waist was so straight, her newly developed breasts so full, her round ass was sitting firm and perky, if it was a normal girl you would think she was intentionally pouting, but I knew my sister wasn’t.
Hearing the beautiful sound of the piano flowing from my sister’s fingers, I drifted off into a trance, and after masturbating once more, I fell into a deep sleep…
I was also an early porn watcher, my dad brought home a few disks back in ’84 or so, and it wasn’t long before I was peeking at them.
When my sister went to kindergarten teacher, I was already working, but I often forget the mature flesh, teasing eyes and soulful movements of the girls in Western European films. One of the close-ups I will never forget is the bright light of a large, erect prick; close by, a woman’s full mouth. The mouth slowly opened, alabaster teeth, lips coated with clear lipstick shiny and moist, every lip line is clearly distinguishable. Gradually, they touched each other and ate with taste, their eyes darting teasingly at the man…
The lustful shots haunted me from time to time, and I wished I had a girl to fix me up. But I didn’t have a girlfriend at that time, so I occasionally mooched off my sister, sometimes badly… (2)
At that time, I loved photography, and my sister was a good source of material for me. My sister was very active and pampered, and often pestered me to take her picture.
One night I took out my enlarger and developer and was about to develop black and white film when my sister pestered me again. I couldn’t resist her, so I set up a tripod on the floor of our house, used a lamp as fill light, and the curtains and bed sheets as the background to start shooting.
I kept snapping photos of my sister wearing different styles of clothing and posing naturally.
When my sister changes into tight clothes and pants, it always overwhelms me.
Probably for the convenience of activity and dance practice, my sister had many “bright pants” (a kind of elastic pants, not only strong elasticity, but also has a satin-like luster), black, white, red, gray, black and white flowers, hooked and unhooked legs. Among them, the black ones are the most numerous, commonly used in practicing kung fu, and also the most attractive.
Sister on the bed in a beautiful shape, or sitting, or kneeling, or plate, ass also left and right twist. I thought to myself while taking the picture: no wonder those stupid boys pestered my sister all day long, even her own brother couldn’t stand looking at her, let alone them.
I took the opportunity to shoot two very sexy shots: one is my sister kneeling on the bed, side to me, buttocks slightly raised, upper body forward, both hands cupped upward, pouting mouth, seems to be blowing a feather in the hand, this idea comes from a young girl I’ve seen blowing dandelions of the human image photography. At this moment, looking at my sister’s puckered ass and puckered mouth, it made me imagine my sister sucking me off in the same way: a young girl’s palm holding my balls, her puckered mouth pecking at my glans…
The bottom of the hard, I hide, holding my sister kneeling on both sides of the hips and buttocks, gently moved around, half back to me. Unaware of the sister, and asked: “Is this okay?”
Now my sister’s back was almost to me, hooked to the top of her halter-topped feet the big silver-gray shiny pants-wearing ass looked at me straight and dizzy, the two big curved arcs met from below, the ass groove was clearly discernible, the buttocks were so beautifully shaped that I really wanted to grab them down in a big handful.
Take two of the pink silk fans my sister uses for dance practice and have her strike a dance pose. I really admire myself, eating ice cream can still not move. My sister posed with a Northwest Folk Dance movement, left hand low fan, right hand high fan, butt right twist, left head back to throw winks, “Is this okay?” She also asked.
What a beauty, so beautiful and sexy, who can stand it! Dance really has such an effect on a girl.
Then she made the same move to the right, and a few other moves to cover her fan and raise her eyes shyly, all in a déjà vu dance look. As the camera was very close to her sister’s ass, her ass looked big in the photo, and with her beautiful posture, the dynamic lines of her arms, and her bright sparkling eyes, the second photo was very artistic and sexy.
In the later life experience, I also found that the girls who practiced dance, breasts and buttocks are very straight, full and elastic, dancing buttocks also tend to pout high, is indeed very beautiful, but also let me and other horny men think about.
Sometimes my sister would lazily lie on the sofa watching TV while I was reading a book or writing in my diary. When I look back at her again, she is already asleep, and when I call her to go to bed, sometimes she will climb into bed on her own in a daze, but more often than not she asks me to carry her to bed, and then I don’t call out to her, and when I see that she is asleep, I gently carry her up.
When my sister dresses sexy, I get apoplectic cuddling her. I remember once my sister fell asleep on her side again, wearing a pair of snow-white bright pants, pink T-shirt, waist revealing a crescent-shaped piece. White bright pants sister usually seldom wear, probably because of the fear of getting dirty, this is still my sister pestered me to let me pay for it, but only worn once in the club competition.
As I looked at my sister, who was lying on her side and sleeping sweetly, with her legs slightly curled up and her buttocks especially high, I could see her buttocks from below, and I saw two large, rolling hills that were as smooth as silk, covered with a thick layer of white snow, so soft and shiny that I really wanted to pick them up and kiss them… My left hand lifted up my sister’s shoulder, and my right arm hooked around my sister’s thighs, and I “held up” my sister’s buttocks with my right hand. “My heart was pounding as I lifted my sister’s buttocks, and I felt my palms sinking into the snow, which was so smooth! My sister is really a succulent girl. As I slowly placed her on the bed, she murmured and rolled over to sleep again, with her buttocks facing me… I wanted to touch her again… I opened my sweatpants and saw that my penis was already sticking up in the air… It’s so tiring to write an article, and I had to revise it over and over again in order to express more accurately what I was feeling at the time. I’m not very good at it, so I spent more than 3 hours on these paragraphs. I hope you won’t think I’m a slow writer and give me some encouragement!
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Sister sleep has a good habit, is to sleep very dead, which will give me mooching to create a lot of conditions. Sometimes when my sister is asleep, I will put my penis in her slightly curved palm, the warmth of the feeling is really good.
My sister’s hands are long and slender, but very thick (probably from playing volleyball and piano), I really hope that my sister can use her hands to jerk me off. My sister’s long, white and strong hands must be very tight when she clutches her penis! The gentle up and down strokes must have the rhythm and strength of a piano; rubbing the two balls underneath would also make people want to die, right? Who could stand such a pair of skillful hands playing recklessly? I don’t know which silly boy will be able to enjoy this kind of enjoyment in the future, I am a little jealous just thinking about it.
Dare not be too wanton, had to be put in my sister’s hands for a long time to masturbate, when my sister rolled over, the penis will slip from my sister’s hands. Once really can not help, hold down my sister’s hand, my penis clenched hard two times, the results immediately can not stand, “puh puh” sprayed out, a little shot in the palm of my sister, I do not know if my sister later found?
At that time I was obsessed with oral sex and longed for it. The video of oral sex scenes haunted me at times, whenever I saw the mirror in front of my sister in the full lips lipstick, whenever my sister was looking at magazines, watery mouth licked popsicles, whenever my sister from me to mooch the unfulfilled (nothing more than to buy some beautiful clothes, jewelry, and so on) pouting little mouth at me pouting, let me imagine my sister’s little mouth to contain my penis scenarios. That would be so comfortable! I really want to say to her: “You give me contain, I promise you everything.”
The thought haunted me and made me stupid. Once, after finishing my book, I found my sister asleep on the couch again, lying on her side like a mermaid. I got up and gently tapped my sister on the shoulder to tell her to go to bed, but when there was no response, I sat down on the bed next to her and examined her.
At close range, my sister’s sleeping posture is so beautiful, like a continuous mountain range, the highest peak is my sister’s hip, towering and stretching, the small peak is my sister’s shoulder, abrupt and rounded. Hands together on the right cheek, eyes slightly closed, breathing evenly and long, wool sweater under the chest also with the breath with the ups and downs.
Looking at my sister’s beautiful sleeping posture, I could not help but lean down, wanting to kiss her cheeks, just touch a little bit, I felt my sister’s body moved a little bit, quickly retracted. Sister shrugged her shoulders, rubbed her cheeks, mumbled something, and fell into a deep sleep. That was a close one! If my sister opened her eyes, it wouldn’t have been easy to clean up.
I’ve got it! I gently picked up a pillowcase and slowly moved it over my sister’s head… my heart was pounding… gradually covering her eyes… no reaction, so it worked. I gently kissed my sister’s cheeks (she was sleeping really hard this time) and looked at her, still sleeping, with her eyes covered by the pillowcase, revealing only her white face, delicate mouth and nose, and her orchid-like breath lingering between her slightly closed lips and teeth.
I took off my sweatpants (because of my preference for basketball and other sports, I often wear sweatpants), and saw that my penis had swollen to a great extent. Take a pillow cushion, I kneel on the couch side, prick high up, I press the root of the penis, slowly raise the waist, the whole prick gradually close to my sister’s quiet sleeping face.
What an exciting picture that was! The pubic hair was gently blown by the stream of air exhaled by his sister, and the reddish mass of enormity almost covered his sister’s face, desecrating her clean face. I imagined my sister licking and sucking from below, she used her tongue deftly, both scrotums were licked and wet, she began to lick from the center of the two scrotums upwards, the stick was long and flaccid, she pinched the sides of the stick, the tip of her tongue traveled up the urethra, suddenly she took a mouthful of Froggy’s furious glans, and jacked it to the hilt…
As I fantasized, my bulging glans had swollen to the point that it was so hard to hold it in that I wanted to shove it into my sister’s mouth right away and croak it dozens of times… Trembling and shaking, with one hand on the back of the sofa and the other holding the big rod, my waist stiffened to the point of jerking, and the tip of my glans was gradually closing in on my sister’s slightly parted lips… Everything blurred… All of a sudden, a powerful surge of force strung through my entire spinal cord like electric current, and in a trance, I tried to jerk back desperately But I couldn’t move my waist as if it was being held down, and my whole body slumped over the edge of the sofa like a spasm… I don’t know how long it took, but I gradually turned over onto my knees and looked down at my sister… and then, with a loud bang, I saw that my sister’s lips, her bottom, and her black turtleneck sweater had been covered with a slippery puddle of sex.
Bad! My heart was pounding and my face felt like it was on fire. When I peeked at my sister, her face seemed much redder than before, and she was breathing much faster…
“Let’s hope she hasn’t realized.” I hoped wishfully, and gently wiped the liquid from my sister’s body… but the damn black wool sweater was too hard to wipe… “I hope my sister doesn’t feel it.” , “Let’s hope my sister doesn’t notice anything strange on the woolen sweater.” “I hope…” “I hope…” I worried all night and fell asleep at two o’clock…
“Get up, it’s time to eat!” My mom’s voice woke me up from my dream, I sat up, and suddenly I saw my sister walk in with the dishes, put them on the already set dining table, and went to the kitchen to serve the food.
I hurriedly folded the covers, jumped out of bed, and went to wash my face. At the moment of washing my face, my sister passed behind me with a dish, I glanced at my sister’s back, clearly changed into another white sweater! My heart thumped and the towel covered my face for half a day before I washed it. Over there, my family had already sat down, and I sat apprehensively at the dining table, eating with my head down, not daring to look up.
Halfway through the meal, he sneaked a glance at his sister and happened to meet her gaze. My sister’s face turned red and she lowered her head to eat. I felt a sense of relief. It was over! My face burned too… I ate in silence, not daring to look up, feeling that everyone around me was scrutinizing me, and not knowing what to eat.
“x, is there a fever?” Mom touched my head with concern.
I looked at my mom, who looked concerned, and I peeked at my dad, “x, eat, don’t eat everything like you’re swallowing medicine!” Dad urged me on, and everything went on as usual.
I looked at my sister, my sister is still buried in the food, blushing, a look of not dare to look at me. But in my heart I truly said to her, “Thank you, sister!!!”
Something delayed me for a few days, so I just continued today. I really appreciate an article on Taiwan BBS, the author wrote about his obsession with his cousin. It was beautifully written with a hint of sadness, and I would love to reach that level of his. But my sister and I are too close by blood, so it’s hard to reach his realm of love.
For my offense, my sister could only tolerate me with deep brotherly and sisterly love. In the days to come, I could clearly feel my sister’s intentional forbearance and even indulgence towards me in order to give my turbulent youth a proper rest. Neither of us pointed it out, and I cooperated by not crossing the final minefield.
Thanks to my sister, who gave me proper comfort during my most restless period, I was grateful to have such a beautiful and sensible sister. In the end, I didn’t dwell on my sister for too long because I already had a girlfriend…
There are so many things I want to write about, thanks to the encouragement of so many of you, and I hope you’ll post more insights, good and bad. People have multiple layers, and I have been confused, blamed myself, and wanted to bury this secret until I died.
But after experiencing many things, I feel that I don’t have to live such a heavy life. My beautiful sister has turned into a beautiful young woman, and even though neither of us has broken the news, I can still feel that my sister has long since become indifferent to those things, and why should I hold on to them?
I don’t know about the writing, but I think what’s valuable about my writing is the truth. How many experiences of love and sex does everyone have from childhood to adulthood? The first time you had a wet dream, the first time you masturbated, the first time you saw a girl you liked, the first time you masturbated… If you want to write about it, you can write about these real-life experiences all the time. I wish netizens would write more about their own experiences instead of just browsing…