Night Stories,Give you the most beautiful experience of the night

Insert her, I come, pull out, she comes.

I managed a computer room when I was in school, and my sister managed a gym.
When we were in school, there were 486, 586, and computer rooms in the school. The computer room I managed was considered advanced at that time, with a P4 processor and a Win98 operating system.
To give this background, I would like to say that at that time, personal computers were still an extravagance. The Internet was $2 per hour outside, and a bowl of noodles at that time was only $2.
If you can manage a server room, you can feel how cool it is to play computer for free every day.
Coincidentally, there were only two computers in the last row of the server room, and these two computers were my management position.
Sitting in this position, I have a clear view of the front and outside corridors.
This also created the conditions for me to do a lot of little things.
After I got to know her well, she would often come over and play with me, chatting and playing with the computer.
When the weather wasn’t cold, my sister would mostly wear sports clothes. Sometimes she would complain that she was fat and would lift up her shirt to show me her belly.
I think you can understand how attractive a white belly with a dark belly button can be to a man.
Later, I got a “professional” look at my younger sister, with nice breasts, B+ grade, big hips, somewhat curvy ass, and a variety of lines on ……, all of which looked like hormone release objects.
All of this set the stage for what happened next.
The story takes place on the Spring Festival after I graduated.
After graduation, I stayed in the city where I went to work. It was a small city and it took only about 30 minutes to get from the office to the school by bicycle.
Before the holiday, my sister told me that she had found a place to do an internship and would not go home for the New Year. She said it was an internship, but in fact it was just a temporary job for someone to fill up the numbers.
I didn’t go home for the New Year for some other reasons.
So I booked to spend Chinese New Year with my sister.
I was living in a group dormitory, and the opposite sex was not allowed to enter.
Luckily, one of my classmates was working in the city, so she could cook in the dormitory. She was going home for Chinese New Year, so she left us the key.
I was planning to cook dumplings and make New Year’s Eve dinner together, but the gas ran out, and we couldn’t even call for an inflator on New Year’s Eve, which was very frustrating.
After lunch, we had nothing to do, so we went to our classmates’ dormitory to chat.
They didn’t even have a heating system in the dormitory, so it was freezing to sit down and chat. My sister sat on the bed first and covered herself with a blanket, but after a while I said it was too cold to talk, so I went into the blanket to warm up.
Sister moved inside, and I sat outside the blanket.
I don’t remember what we talked about, but I just remember that she rubbed my chest twice with her hands.
I just remember that my sister rubbed my chest twice with her hands, and I rubbed her chest with my back hands.
My sister was smiling and didn’t flinch, so I let her rub my chest.
She said, “Do whatever you want to me, I won’t respond.
Do you believe this, my friends? I don’t believe it a hundred times.
I said, “Don’t talk nonsense, as long as a person will have a reaction.
My sister said, “I won’t lie to you, I really don’t have any reaction, you can experiment if you don’t believe me.
While I was touching her, she told me how her father had found out about her love and how he had beaten her on a rainy day. She felt that from that moment on his body was stimulated and did not react to the incident.
To prove that she was really like that, she said she went to Zhengzhou to her boyfriend during the summer holidays, broke her virginity, and felt bad every time her boyfriend fucked him.
I asked her how many times she had done it, and she said it was three or four times.
I asked her how she did it, and she said she was lying on her back, and her boyfriend came up and stuck it in.
No wonder there was no foreplay. Her vagina was still dry, so of course it was uncomfortable and painful.
From talking to her, I judged that the guy didn’t love him at all, so I didn’t take her seriously. It was just that she sent her cunt to him, and he accepted it in full.
I was chatting on the mouth, the hand was not idle. I took off his clothes one after another, revealing his plump thighs, with a fat pubic bone rising up between them, covered with black pubic hair. Her pubic hair was not dense, not too long, and not curly.
Her labia were grayish black, and the two labia were joined together as if they were two closed doors waiting to be pushed open.
By this time her honey hole was flooding, so I picked some out with my hand and showed it to her.
I picked some out with my hand and showed it to her. I said, “You don’t have a reaction, just look at how much water has flowed,” she said. I said to her, “Look at how much water is flowing.
She said, “I’m not reacting, I just have more leucorrhea. (I don’t know what she meant by a reaction, but maybe she thought the leucorrhea was leucorrhea.)
I didn’t want to argue with him, so I shoved a finger into her cunt and did a pumping action.
After doing this for a while, I quietly took my cock out and slipped it into her slippery vagina.
After 4 or 5 minutes of this, she suddenly got up and looked up to see me fucking her with my cock and asked in surprise, “When did you put it in”?
I said, “I’ve already put it in there, and you see, if there’s foreplay, sex isn’t uncomfortable at all, it’s very smooth.
She said, “Even if you did, I still didn’t respond. This was true until I ejaculated, and she didn’t scream or show any signs of orgasm the entire time.
After it was over, she said she felt very sorry for her boyfriend. I was kind enough to comfort her again. I went on and on about the two of them and about sex.
In the evening, after dinner, I took her to the Internet, and skillfully opened several websites that I often go to, where there are stickers and novels. I brought some gifts to the leader’s house to sit down, a little longer. I went to the Internet café to look for her and she was no longer there. I went to my classmate’s dormitory to look for her.
She was already asleep, and when she opened the door for me, she was wearing only her underwear.
I took off my pants, got into the bed, and asked her how she was doing on the Internet.
She said she had read a lot of posts and didn’t realize you were a bad person. I wanted to do it again.
I’ll do it twice!
You lie still and I’ll do it myself.
Okay, you do it yourself.
Sister crawled up and took off her panties. She didn’t take off my panties, just put my cock up against my belly and tightened it with her panties. She lay on top of me and moved her pussy back and forth on my erect cock.
I didn’t feel anything at all this way, but for a couple of minutes, my sister was powerless on top of me.
When I asked her what was wrong, she said she had no energy and needed a break.
I asked her what was wrong, and she said she had no energy and needed a rest. After a while she put her pants back on.
I wanted to sleep together that night, but my sister refused to let me. She said she couldn’t let her boyfriend down anymore.
I tried to play hard to get up, but she got up to get dressed and said she would go out on the street if I lived here.
I saw his attitude of resolute, no point in pestering him any longer, so I got up and got dressed to go back to the dormitory.
This was the first time I had a relationship with my sister. After the New Year, she signed a contract with a company in Guangdong, and never saw anyone again.
I had contact with her in the middle of the year, when I had a girlfriend and we lived together. My sister called me several times at night to talk about her personal matters, but I was worried that it would get deeper and deeper involved, and my girlfriend would mind, so I gradually reduced the contact. Now I don’t even have contact information.
I’m writing this to remember my youth when I first experienced a woman’s orgasm!

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