Having experienced breaking Lu Yiyi's virginity, I wasn't flustered. I positioned the tip at her entrance, leaned over her chest, and took her pink nipple into my mouth, alternating between sucking and gentle licks. At the same time, my right hand reached between her legs, pinching her delicate clitoris and rubbing it softly.
Gradually, soft, rapid pants escaped her throat, and the entrance holding my tip grew soft and slick—tender as cream, warm and sticky. Clearly, she was becoming aroused.
Seeing the moment was right, I took a deep breath, held her knees with both hands, and thrust forward forcefully, parting the slippery, tight passage and plunging deep into her core once more.
"Mmm~!" The girl let out a delicate moan—three parts pain, three parts trembling, and four parts intoxicating sweetness.
I began to move gently inside her, thrusting slowly. Her slender body rocked with each movement, her flushed face turned to the side, her finger pressed to her lips as her breathing grew more rapid. Occasionally, short, sweet moans escaped her—like soft cries, utterly enchanting.
I gently stroked her head and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"
Annuo didn't answer. After a moment of hesitation, she slowly nodded.
I truly couldn't understand—why would a virgin go to such lengths to seduce me?
I couldn't figure it out, but the burning desire only grew stronger. Unable to resist, I lifted the girl's white-stockinged legs onto my shoulders, caressing and kneading them with one hand while intensifying the thrusting force with the other.
"Mmm... mmm... mmm... ah..."
Gradually, the girl finally parted her lips, letting out a series of soft moans as I thrust into her. Her tight passage clenched around my shaft, spasming rhythmically, and the expression on her face no longer seemed as pained as before.
It had to be said, the little enchantress's honeyed passage was almost excessively tight. If my cock hadn't been firm enough, even with all my strength, I might not have been able to push inside.
Just as I was lost in bliss, I accidentally noticed several horizontal scars on her right wrist. Curious, I reached out to take a closer look. The scars were raised and jagged, starkly contrasting against her fair, smooth skin. They looked terrifying, suggesting the injuries must have been severe.
I froze, vaguely guessing the origin of these scars.
Annuo clearly hadn't expected me to grab her wrist. She paused for a moment, then struggled to pull away, a flicker of panic in her eyes as she desperately tried to hide her wrist beneath her body.
She didn't speak, and neither did I. We just stared at each other.
My cock remained inside her, still hard, but I had forgotten to thrust. I didn't know what she had been through, but her panicked expression truly stirred pity in my heart.
After a tense moment, I began thrusting again, though much more gently and tenderly this time.
Just as we were settling into a rhythm, my phone rang. Instinctively, I pulled it from the pocket of my pants, which were tossed on the bed. Glancing at the number, I was startled to see it was Beibei calling.
Beibei wasn't on break this week—she was supposed to be at school. Why would she call me now?
I glanced at Annu, hesitated for a moment, and answered the call.
"Hello?"
"What are you up to, weirdo?" Beibei asked playfully.
Hearing my sister's voice while looking down at the little enchantress beneath me created a disorienting feeling. My cock twitched inside her, and I couldn't help but thrust once more.
"I... I'm not doing anything. What about you?"
"Next Tuesday is your birthday, and I won't be able to come back. I bought you a gift online—it should arrive in the next couple of days. Make sure to check for it, okay?"
"What kind of gift?" I asked, gently thrusting into the little enchantress beneath me. It felt almost like I was making love to my own sister.
"I'm not telling. You'll find out when you get it. It's a surprise."
"Really?" I thrust faster and faster, rocking the little enchantress back and forth. She bit her finger, her brow furrowed, desperately trying to suppress her moans.
"I won't say any more. You'll find out when it arrives. Bye."
Caught up in the moment, I was reluctant to let her hang up and quickly stopped her. "Wait!"
"What else?" Beibei sounded puzzled.
"I... I... haven't heard your voice in a long time. I want to hear you talk," I stammered.
Deep down, I knew I shouldn't be doing something so indecent with my sister, but the physical and psychological pleasure was too overwhelming, leaving me dizzy and disoriented.
"Hear my voice? What's wrong with you?"
"You... call me 'brother.'"
"Huh? Why?" Beibei sounded confused.
"Don't ask. Just do it."
After a moment of hesitation, Beibei called out softly, "Brother."
I felt excitement reaching its peak, thrusting desperately into the tight, narrow young pussy, completely forgetting that the little girl had just lost her virginity.
Annuo winced in pain from my thrusts, letting out a pained moan. Beibei seemed to notice something was off and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"
"I..." I quickly stopped, my cock still buried in the honeyed depths, tightly wrapped by tender flesh, too overwhelmed to speak.
"Are you with Sister Yiyi?"
"Ah..."
"You two perverts!" Beibei cursed and hung up the phone. She clearly realized what I was doing but misunderstood who I was with.
I tossed the phone aside and looked down at the little enchantress beneath me. She gazed back at me and inexplicably asked, "Is your birthday next Tuesday?"
"Yeah, why? Want to give me a gift?"
"Me too."
"What? What do you mean?"
"My birthday is also next Tuesday."
"Ah?" I was taken aback and couldn't help but laugh. "What a coincidence? We share the same birthday?"
She blinked her watery, sparkling eyes and stared at me. After a moment, she asked softly, "Do you want me to give you a birthday gift?"
Her tricks left me dizzy and disoriented. I didn'tt dare take the bait and forced a dry laugh. "Since we share the same birthday, let's just call it even."
Annuo didn't respond, still lying there quietly, watching me, her thoughts a mystery. After a moment of silence, I tentatively asked, "Want to... change positions?"
"Whatever you want."
Without pulling my cock out of her pussy, I flipped her over, grabbed her slender waist, and lifted her up. Her two white-stockinged legs knelt on the bed, assuming a prone position.
I placed my hands on her small buttocks, wrapped in milky-white pantyhose, greedily caressing them, giving them a light pat. Then, I began to thrust my hips, pounding into her with force.
"Annuo, why are you seducing me like this?" I couldn't help but ask as I thrust.
The girl arched her perky white-stockinged buttocks, burying her face in her arms, her body swaying back and forth with my thrusts. She didn't answer.
"You're not... actually into me, are you?"
She still didn't respond, but her small hands gripped the bedsheet tightly, and rapid gasps escaped her throat. The tender flesh of her pussy clenched rhythmically, clearly aroused.
I was already on the verge of losing control. Holding the girl's white-stockinged buttocks, I thrust wildly, making her delicate body sway back and forth. With one final, forceful thrust, I pressed against the tender flesh deep inside her, and thick streams of cum erupted.
"Mmm~! Mmm... ah..."
Annuo's face remained buried in her arms. Her body arched, and her inner walls convulsed in spasms. She lay rigid for a long time before collapsing onto the bed, utterly spent.
My cock remained inside the girl's honeyed depths for a while, gradually softening before I gently pulled it out. Thick, white semen mixed with traces of crimson virgin blood flowed from the tight, round opening. The tender flesh inside was faintly visible, still twitching in spasms.
I was truly baffled. Who exactly was this girl whose virginity I had just taken?
...
Tuesday, Christmas Eve, my birthday.
After we finished that day, Anuo didn't say a word, just told me to get dressed and leave. Though I felt somewhat sorry for her, I didn't know what to say either.
Anuo said my dad was her client, and I had seen them shopping together with my own eyes, but she was still a virgin, which meant she wasn't doing full-service sex work.
Could it be that she only helped people with handjobs, blowjobs, or footjobs?
I was growing more and more curious about her, but I didn't dare ask my dad.
Today, my mom took a day off specifically to prepare a birthday dinner for me at home.
When I got back from school, the table was already filled with delicious dishes, all of my favorites.
My dad even went out of his way to buy a birthday cake. Though it had "Top Scholar" written on it, the atmosphere was just right.
This was all thanks to the fact that I'm taking the college entrance exam this year. In previous years, my birthdays weren't this grand.
My dad placed the cake in the center of the table, stuck in the candles, and pulled out a lighter. Just as he was about to light them, his phone rang. He took it out, glanced at it, didn't answer, and hung up directly. Then he lit the candles.
Mom turned off the lights in the living room. In the darkness, the candlelight flickered. My parents clapped their hands and sang "Happy Birthday." I silently made a wish and then blew out all the candles in one breath.
The lights came back on. Mom gently stroked the top of my head and said with a kind smile, "Son, after today, you'll be eighteen years old, an adult. You should understand things better now, right?"
"I understand, I really do," I nodded.
"Mom used to have a bad temper and always hit you. Starting today, I promise I'll never hit you again."
Mom stroked my hair and spoke gently.
But I couldn't help blurting out, "Huh? No more hitting? After eighteen years of it, suddenly stopping feels a bit strange."
"You..." Mom raised her hand, froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "No hitting, I promise I won't hit you. But you're an adult now. You should know what's right and what's wrong. From today on, you need to focus your mind entirely on your studies, understand?"
"Understood, understood." Of course, I knew what Mom was implying.
These past two days, I've come to realize that this woman in front of me is, after all, my mother. No matter how beautiful she is, like a fairy, it's impossible for anything to happen between us.
Since I know it's impossible, why be so stubborn?
"I know my son is a good boy," Mom said comfortingly as she stroked my head.
"Mom's done talking. Dad, say a few words. Xiao..." Dad had just started speaking when his phone rang again. He picked it up, glanced at it, and still didn't answer.
Mom asked suspiciously, "Whose call is it anyway?"
"Spam call, insurance sales," Dad chuckled, then said to me, "Xiao Dong, from now on, you're no longer a boy."
"Huh? Am I turning into a girl?"
"Stop being cheeky! What I mean is, starting today, you're a real man. Do you know what a man is?"
I thought for a moment and smiled, "Please enlighten me."
Dad cleared his throat and said seriously, "A man is responsibility. A man is..."
"Ding-dong," the doorbell rang.
"Who is that? So annoying."
I got up and walked over to open the front door, only to be shocked to find the little witch Anuo standing outside. Her face was bruised and swollen, her hair disheveled, as if she had just been beaten. She stared at me with wide, expressionless eyes.
Startled, I whispered, "What are you doing here?"
She didn't say a word, just kept staring straight at me.
Mom asked, "Who is it?"
As I was trying to figure out how to handle the situation, Anuo pushed me aside and strode inside. I quickly turned to stop her, but she had already reached the living room, standing there facing the direction of the dining table.
Mom looked at her in confusion, completely bewildered.
Dad stood up in a panic, trembling as he asked, "You... what are you doing here?"
Anuo bit her lower lip, her eyes reddening, and cried out, "Dad."
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