The Sisters on the Train (Parts 1-4) - Complete

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The Sisters on the Train (1-4 Complete)

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(I)

There is a type of woman that everyone loves.

Not the elegant type, which makes men look up to her and dare not make a move, nor the vulgar type, which makes men afraid of being stuck with rouge and powder.

She is the kind of woman who wears discounted clothes in the store very appropriately, laughs and jokes and rarely has the heart to scheme against others, is healthy and curvaceous, very vividly beautiful, and always has a little bit of affectation that is not annoying. A little temper is also a fleeting beauty that is delicious.

They are the true little beauties from a good family. At that age, they are young and defenseless. Such women are the easiest for men to covet. There

was a pair of such women sitting opposite me. From the outside, they looked like sisters. Soon this thought was confirmed.

As the train slowly started, the noise of the station gradually faded away. A depressed and irritable atmosphere enveloped the carriage. Time was really hard to bear.

Two beautiful eyes stared blankly out the window, a hint of worry on their faces, making them look pitiful. "

Miss, excuse me, please forgive my intrusion, but you seem to be preoccupied."

I initiated a conversation with them.

They turned around in surprise and said in unison, "Ah, no, sir, you misunderstand, we were just lost in thought."

After a brief exchange, they became familiar with each other and chatted about everything under the sun. They were indeed sisters, and both worked at a collective enterprise in the suburbs. For the past year, they had been staying at home to have children, and their husbands' companies were struggling, barely paying their full salaries. Seeing that this wasn't a solution, the sisters decided to go south to find work. When they talked about working, their cheeks flushed slightly, making them look incredibly cute.

I'd only been married a short time, and I was still quite addicted to intimacy. I was busy with work, traveling all over the country, and my husband and I rarely spent time at home. We were very abstinent. Looking at their charming faces, I couldn't resist the urge, and my lower body involuntarily got an erection. So I changed the subject and started talking about myself. I'd only been working for a year, and since I'd graduated from university, I'd be promoted to intermediate professional title in a year. This time, I was on a business trip to the south to inspect some equipment from a competitor.

Jiangcheng was truly a furnace; although it was autumn, the weather was still very hot, and the train was even more stifling. The two sisters were both dressed in summer clothes: pink embroidered blouses and black skirts, with flesh-colored stockings and brown high heels. They were dressed exactly alike. "

You two are so beautiful, you look like twins!"

I sincerely complimented them. Perhaps unaccustomed to such direct praise, the sisters blushed instantly and couldn't say a word.

After a long while, the older one finally spoke up: "Sir, you're quite dashing too."

I chuckled inwardly. These two girls were such naive youngsters, so easily frightened. They were such delicate beauties! My desire flared up again. A young man who isn't a bit of a playboy is wasting his youth. Where can you find beauties like that these days? I had to get my hands on them. But I couldn't think of a good way, so I just chatted for a while.

The older sister was right. I'm a standard height, 1.77 meters, not too tall, not too short, and fairly good-looking.
I loved exercising in school and am quite strong.

Black trousers, a snow-white shirt, and a light black tie—I looked quite dashing.

My name is Xiufang, and my sister's name is Xiujuan.

After chatting for a while, the older sister finally told me their names. They were high school graduates and worked as seamstresses, sewing pre-cut fabric with a sewing machine. They hadn't done anything else.

I looked at them and said, "You two have admirable courage. You dare to work without any professional skills. I've been learning a skill for a year and still haven't dared to try. I really admire your pioneering spirit."

Hearing this, the two girls blushed again, their faces showing worry. "

Well then," I said, "I have some classmates back home. I'll write down their addresses and workplaces for you. You can contact them if needed."

I kept trying to appease them, and they thanked me repeatedly, taking out the paper.

As I wrote, I said, "I once considered working, so I know a bit about factory recruitment methods. Let me tell you some rules."

I then told them some things to note when applying for jobs, which they listened to with great interest.

Suddenly, I changed the subject, my face serious, and said, "There are some other things to be aware of, especially for pretty girls like you. Some factories nowadays specifically ask girls about their private lives, and some questions that are hard to talk about." "
What's the point of asking about things unrelated to the job?"

the younger sister asked innocently and confusedly. "

I don't know why either. Have you seen the newspapers? Some recruiters specifically ask girls about their sexual ability, their sexual compatibility, and their sexual orientation—questions that are hard to talk about."

The two sisters were at a loss, looking at each other awkwardly.

The train wasn't crowded, and the seat next to me was still empty.

The calls of lunch vendors broke the awkward silence between us. A train attendant pushed a cart full of boxed meals over. The train's boxed meals were really bad; the 5-10 yuan ones were practically inedible. I asked if they had anything better, and she said they had a 50 yuan stir-fry with two meat dishes, one vegetable dish, and a soup. I ordered one, plus three bottles of beer. The

two women started arguing, insisting on paying themselves and saying it wasn't necessary to spend so much. I had to stand up and say, "Don't be shy, it's fate that we met. 50 yuan isn't expensive at all." I managed to

persuade them to stop, but when the food arrived, they started arguing again. Both said they didn't drink and wanted to return the beer. The train attendant was very helpful, saying it couldn't be returned once it was brought in. I had to stop them again, saying, "The beer can't be returned. How about this, I'll drink one bottle, you two share one, and save one for dinner. If you keep arguing, it'll be disrespectful."
Finally, we got our lunch, but then another problem arose.

The train was already bumpy, and then it hit a curve, causing the entire carriage to shake violently. The sisters' wine glasses were knocked over, spilling wine all over them. They quickly pulled out handkerchiefs to wipe themselves. My chopsticks also fell to the floor, and I bent down to pick them up. Just as I bent down, I saw two beautiful legs swaying in front of me, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of lust. For a moment, I forgot everything and gave their calves a couple of hard gropes.

"Ah...ah!"

Amidst their screams, I sat down. They blushed, glaring at me fiercely, as if about to explode in anger but ultimately holding back.

Seeing that they didn't touch their chopsticks, my heart sank. I could only grit my teeth and try to persuade them, cursing myself as I spoke, but to no avail. Just as I was feeling hopeless, the older sister leaned down and whispered something in the younger sister's ear. The two of them, with stiff faces, picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

Respectable women have their troubles, namely being overly sensitive. Although the train wasn't crowded, things could easily escalate. I was at my wits' end, so I dozed off. Soon, I heard my sister, Xiufang, calling me, "Sir...sir..."

I sat up. "Could you make room for me? My sister's sleepy and wants to take a nap." "

Of course, no problem," I immediately stood up, ready to find another seat. My sister sighed softly and said to me, "Just sit next to me." "

Aren't you sleeping?

" I asked casually. "I can't sleep."

She then ignored me, staring blankly out the window.

The sunlight streaming through the window made her face almost translucent. Tiny beads of sweat clung to her forehead, her fair complexion revealing her youthful innocence, yet her slightly furrowed brow betrayed her worry. Looking at the beautiful woman gazing out the window, I seemed to see into her heart; she was anxious about her upcoming working life. A wave of pity washed over me. I gently said, "Don't worry, everything will be alright."

She glanced at her sleeping sister, her face full of sorrow, and said, "It was a moment of impulsiveness, and now I'm a little scared. I don't know what to do." "

There's always a way out," I patiently reassured her. "Take it easy. This world always offers a way out. As long as you don't lose heart and maintain your fighting spirit, there's always a way out."

Although I didn't believe in such things myself, I knew women were most susceptible to these kinds of platitudes. Women need to be coaxed; an enemy can become a close friend—it all depends on whether you can persuade her.
We talked quietly. I tried my best to go along with her, constantly persuading and encouraging her. Her expression improved somewhat. She glanced at me and whispered, "Thank you, sir."

I smiled and shook my head, saying, "You're welcome. Don't call me sir. My surname is Ning, and my name is Ning Xiang. Just call me Ning Xiang, or Xiao Xiang is fine too." "

Xiao Xiang, thank you. Sigh!"

(II) "

I've heard about what the outside world is like. It's very difficult."

As she spoke, she seemed to lean weakly against the back of her chair. I leaned forward and grabbed her hands, which were resting on the table, with my right hand. "Sister Xiufang, let's not think about these unhappy things anymore. Let's talk about something else." Her body trembled, and she tried to push my hands away. I held them tightly. She struggled for a while but couldn't break free. After hesitating for a moment, she stopped and said, " "Xiao Xiang, this isn't right. I'm not the kind of person you think I am," she said, then sighed again.

I gripped her hand tightly, turning her towards me, and said with feigned seriousness, "Sister Xiufang, don't misunderstand. I'm not the kind of person you think I am either." I released her hand, and she stared at me for a long time before finally sighing softly, "I didn't misunderstand you, it's just... it's just... sigh!

Maybe it's fate that we're sitting together. Please don't misunderstand us."

I was secretly pleased, and said in a pretentious tone, "How could I misunderstand? I knew what kind of people you were the moment I saw you."
For a moment, we were speechless. I got up, took a bottle of mineral water from the luggage rack, and handed it to her. She took a small sip, placed it on the table in front of her, and I moved it closer to her. She rolled her eyes at me. She didn't say a word, and I couldn't resist wrapping my left arm around her slender waist again. My heart pounded with fear, but to my surprise, she only stiffened slightly and didn't struggle. A surge of joy filled me. I leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Sister Xiufang, you're so beautiful. I like you very much."
Her left hand grasped my arm around her waist, and she turned to me, saying, "Xiaoxiang, this isn't good. There are so many people

on the train. Please let go." Her soft words fueled my desire. I tightened my grip on her waist and said, "Sister Xiufang, didn't you just say we're destined for each other? Everyone on the train is sleeping. What's the big deal if someone sees us?"
Her face flushed, and she remained silent, seemingly struggling internally. Seeing my chance, I gently pulled her down, and she slumped weakly against me.

My hands gently kneaded her abdomen, slowly moving upwards, cupping her left breast. Whenever she reacted unhappily, I stopped. Finally, my hand grasped her entire breast. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but she didn't resist. My hands

caressed her full breasts through her clothes, kneading them alternately on both sides, stretching her large breasts into various shapes. Her cheeks flushed, and her furrowed brows were pitiful to look at. As I continued to play with her, the two nipples gradually protruded, lightly pricking my palms through her bra and shirt. I pressed my palms against the nipples, rubbing them incessantly. Suddenly,

I heard her groan. Looking up, I saw that her furrowed brows had relaxed, and she was beginning to enjoy the physical pleasure. Her body, untouched by anyone other than her husband, was unusually sensitive to unfamiliar touch .

Sensing her writhing in discomfort, I quickly withdrew my hand, ripped open the blouse tucked into her skirt at her left waist, and slipped my hand inside. Just as she tried to stop me, my hand, through her bra, grasped her left breast, causing her to stop helplessly.

After kneading for a while, I pushed up her bra, finally placing my palm on that tender mound. Perhaps because she had recently finished breastfeeding, her breasts were unusually large; my hand couldn't even grasp half of one, so I could only roughly knead and squeeze both mounds, supporting them from the bottom and pushing them towards the center.

Under my teasing, she let out a soft moan.

Seeing her enjoying it, I suddenly grabbed her nipple and pulled hard, causing her to twist in pain. As she moved, a trickle of liquid flowed onto my fingertips. I withdrew my hand; white liquid clung to my fingertips. I held them up to her face and asked with a smile, "What is this?"

She shyly turned away, burying her face in my chest. I couldn't let her off the hook, so I turned her around, held her fingers to my nose, and exclaimed, "So fragrant!"

Then I put them in my mouth and licked them, saying, "So sweet!"

I whispered in her ear, "Thank you, Sister Xiufang. After twenty years, you've let me taste breast milk again. Now I understand why breastfeeding is so encouraged."

Seeing my mischievous grin, she playfully punched me, her face flushed with shyness.

I used the opportunity to push her, letting her buttocks dangle off the stool. She didn't notice my intention and instead pressed herself even closer.

My hand... He stroked her abdomen, circling her navel, talking to distract her while his fingers probed the hem of her skirt. Just as she was engrossed in her conversation, he swiftly slipped his hand inside her skirt, breaking through her panties, his palm pressing against her vulva, his middle finger already lightly inserted into her wet little pussy.

She was so shocked she almost cried out, her face turning pale, her left hand gripping my hand tightly.

I remained still, knowing the principle of "capture the kingpin first." Even if a woman is unwilling, as long as you grasp her most hidden and important parts, she won't resist much, because she feels that everything else is no longer important. This is why some people try to grope her from all angles without success, while others succeed with a single strike.
Sure enough, soon Xiufang... Her grip loosened slightly. Her vulva was already very wet, and slippery fluid had flowed onto her labia. I gently rotated my fingers inside her vagina, slowly withdrawing them, caressing her two thick labia majora, tracing the shape of her entire vulva with my fingers. The fluid flowed more and more, sticking all over my hands. When my fingers kept rubbing the clitoris, she finally let go, her whole body softly leaning against me. The swollen

clitoris grew larger and larger. I wanted to press it down with my fingertips, first rubbing it around, and finally pressing down with my fingers, gradually increasing the force, as if trying to force the clitoris into the flesh. Her breathing gradually increased.

With each play, my fingers were fully inserted into her vagina. The delicate, tender flesh wrapped around my fingers layer by layer. I rotated my fingers, squeezing the warm, tender flesh... Flesh, countless soft, delicate flesh massaged my fingers like tentacles, thrusting them in and out. I felt my fingertips pressing against the fleshy opening at the cervix—ah!

That was her clitoris! With each light poke, her body trembled uncontrollably, and the secret fluid inside her gushed out incessantly. My palm, her entire vulva, were soaked, her small panties were sticky with moisture, and her juices flowed down her cleavage. Her body writhed in my arms, and my penis, stimulated by her, became erect, pressing against her buttocks through her skirt. I adjusted my position slightly, loosened my belt, grabbed her right hand, pulled it inside my pants, and pressed her hand against my raging shaft. Seeing her flinch slightly, I whispered teasingly in her ear: "What's wrong? Never done it with your husband at home?"

She grabbed my penis and pinched it hard, making me groan in pain. My left hand began to chuckle violently inside my vagina.

We comforted each other, our passion growing stronger. Just as we were wondering how to release our pent-up desire, the train conductor's loud shouts of "Ticket check! Ticket check!" startled us apart.

The sleepiness of the entire carriage was shattered; everyone got up and sat up. Xiujuan, sitting opposite me, also sat up. Xiufang, perhaps a little tired, called me over to sit with her sister, then lay down herself.

I sat down next to Xiujuan and casually asked, "Xiujuan, did you sleep well?"

She gave a vague "Mmm." I looked at her strangely; her face was flushed, and she was looking down, lost in thought.

My hand instinctively touched her thigh. I was surprised she didn't resist. Seeing my surprised expression, she whispered, "How can I sleep like that with you and my sister? I hope you don't think of us as lewd people." "
How could I? Even without your introductions, I can tell you're both respectable women, the kind of honest housewives."

She looked at me with grateful eyes.

Everyone on the bus sat up, and I didn't dare to be too presumptuous. I gently stroked her hand, chatting idly.

She was also very worried, unsure if her decision to work was right or wrong. Both sisters had harmonious families; life was tough, but they wouldn't starve. This trip was mainly for their children's future. Thinking of their children made them fearless; they could endure any hardship. Ah!

The hearts of parents are all the same.

She didn't complain about her husband; on the contrary, she said that men nowadays face even more pressure. Successful men are a minority, and they didn't want their husbands to be under too much pressure. They were already silent all day; they worried that adding more pressure might make them sick.

I looked at the young woman before me with admiration, withdrawing my hand that had been stroking her. Women like her are so rare these days, let alone young housewives in the city, and even rarer among educated women. They demand so much from men, putting so much pressure on them. It made me think about how hard ordinary men's lives must be, how unfortunate these men and their families must be, and how much of it is caused by women's foolishness.

Looking at my younger sister, lost in thought, and my older sister, resting opposite me, a warm feeling slowly welled up in my heart. Heaven had truly blessed me, allowing me to meet such a beautiful girl with such a lovely appearance and a kind heart. This must be fate. I secretly resolved to seize this opportunity, to leave an unforgettable and beautiful interlude in my life, and to let the flame of life burn brightly.

Dinner was the usual. Less than an hour later, the train slowly pulled into Guangzhou Station. We followed, looking at the approaching darkness, the two sisters feeling a little lost.

I seized the opportunity to say to them, "Why don't we rest here for the night and leave tomorrow morning? We can also ask for directions while we're at it. It'll be very late by the time we get there, and it'll be hard

to find a hotel." The two sisters discussed it for a while and finally agreed. We avoided the street vendors trying to solicit customers and walked for almost half an hour before finding a hotel.

Hotels like this are quite expensive in Guangzhou. I stayed in a single room, and the two sisters stayed in a double room. Both rooms had bathrooms and air conditioning. I paid the money, and the sisters didn't say anything.

The weather in Guangzhou was much cooler than in Wuhan. After taking a shower, I went down to the courtyard on the ground floor to cool off and consider my next move. Looking at the advertisements and posters outside, a sudden idea struck me.

Half an hour later, I knocked on the sisters' door. The stunning sight that greeted me was breathtaking. The sisters, fresh from their bath, were incredibly beautiful. The elder sister wore a snow-white blouse, her black bra barely concealed, her ample breasts straining against the fabric as if trying to escape its restraints. A smile graced her radiant face, and her long hair, still glistening with water droplets, was tied back. Perhaps because she was indoors, she wore no stockings under her pink skirt, making her rounded thighs appear even whiter and more delicate. She wore slippers on her slender feet. The younger sister knelt on the bed watching television, her light blue suit accentuating her beautiful curves. Her full thighs were bare, and her pert buttocks were raised high.

I composed myself and, forcing a calm demeanor, said, "Sister Xiufang, it's still early, let's go see a movie."

Before she could answer, her younger sister interjected, "Sure!

We've been wanting to go out anyway. Wait downstairs for a moment, we'll be right back."

Walking along the breezy street, the two sisters' charm attracted many onlookers. I felt a surge of pride as I looked at the two beautiful women on either side of me.

(III)

When we entered the cinema, the movie had already started. In the dark, we sat in the back row. There weren't many people watching the movie; most seats were still empty. Most of the moviegoers were couples. As soon as I sat down, I put my arms around their waists. The two sisters seemed to have a tacit understanding and didn't struggle. The movie was the kind of Hong Kong film that I didn't like. My attention was completely focused on the two sisters. At that moment, I forgot everything and just wanted to enjoy the beautiful bodies beside me. My right hand gently caressed the younger sister's thigh, while my left hand slipped inside the older sister's skirt from behind, kneading her buttocks. The two sisters' small gasps were drowned out by the noise of the cinema.

Because I was sitting on the chair, I couldn't reach deep inside. I patted my plump buttocks, signaling my sister to lean forward and stick her buttocks out. She glared at me, placed her hands on the chair in front of her, and arched her back. My middle finger slipped into her buttock cleft. She had just taken a shower, and her buttock cleft was wet. My middle finger slid back and forth along the cleft, the tip occasionally touching her moist anus. She kept trembling. After playing with it for a while, I felt like I couldn't exert any more force. The position of sitting on the chair was really inconvenient, so I withdrew my finger and stroked her buttocks with my hands, sometimes pressing them together and sometimes spreading them apart, and then pinching her buttocks very hard. Looking at my sister who was leaning back in the chair watching a movie, I lifted her skirt with my right hand and put it into her underwear. She spread her thighs apart with her hands, covering her entire vulva with her palms, pressing them against her thick labia and gently rubbing. Perhaps sensing my lack of strength, she leaned back, leaving her front suspended in the air. A large amount of vaginal fluid wet my palms, flowing down her labia into her buttocks. I inserted my index finger into her vaginal opening; it was tight and shallow, and with a plop, it was gripped by the tender flesh. The tip touched a small clitoris, and I immediately began thrusting in and out. The tip of my thumb climbed upwards to find her clitoris and began rubbing it, while my middle finger pressed down on her anus, kneading it. Under this three-pronged attack, only I could hear the moans escaping her lips.

Working with both hands at the same time was tiring, so I withdrew my hand from inside her pants. My sister looked at her lustful sister with a strange and envious gaze.

I slapped her bottom hard, making her sit up straight. I unbuckled my belt and guided her small hand to my penis. Before I could urge her, she started stroking it herself, her soft palm gently kneading the glans, slowly moving downwards. A tingling sensation spread across the hard tip. Xiufang's movements were very skilled; her hand holding my penis was gentle, and the stroking was very pleasurable, completely unlike the clumsiness of a novice.

I couldn't help but tease her: "Sister Xiufang is so skilled. You must do this often at home. You were just pretending to fool me on the train."

Her face flushed, and she didn't answer, but her hands continued.

I wrapped my left arm around her waist and reached under her shirt from the other side, slipping my hand under her bra and grabbing her plump breasts, kneading them vigorously. She immediately moaned and leaned back in her seat like her sister.

I pulled out my tired right hand and let my sister stroke my scrotum.

The two women, one on each side, were servicing my penis. The clever younger sister would occasionally explore my inner thighs and cleft. My right hand wasn't idle either; it wrapped around her waist and slipped inside from below, immediately grabbing her breasts. My hands were covered in her vaginal fluid, making her breasts incredibly slippery, like playing with mud. I coordinated the movements of both hands, simultaneously grabbing their nipples and pulling them up, down, left, and right, while also grasping their breasts, kneading and shaping them in various ways. The sisters also kept switching my penis and scrotum. Their passion grew stronger, their breathing and moans grew louder, their bodies weak and limp, slowly leaning against me.

The allure of women who forget shame and let go is truly boundless. An unprecedented seductiveness and wantonness were displayed on their faces, making it hard to associate them with respectable women. At this moment, they were no different from prostitutes on the street. Are all women really like this?

Does desire override everything?

The people in the theater didn't notice any of this; they were all absorbed in their own little worlds. We were enjoying ourselves to the fullest. I put the two of them in various positions, sometimes making them arch their backs so I could play with their buttocks from behind, exploring their clefts; sometimes making them lean back in their seats so I could insert both hands into their vaginas at the same time, thrusting and rotating; sometimes I would pull my hands out and grab their breasts to play with them; other times I would have them take turns, playing with their front and back at the same time. With these various positions, they were flowing like a river, their entire genitals and buttocks were wet, their underwear looked like it could be wrung out, and my hands were slippery too.

The two sisters didn't even have the strength to scream anymore, they just writhed in my arms.

I also reached my climax, and quickly turned to the side, lifted Xiufang's skirt, and ejaculated a stream of hot semen all over her thighs.

I then wiped the sticky liquid on their thighs. Everyone was immersed in the afterglow of passion, no one spoke, only the movie music floated in the hall.

Walking along the neon-lit street, everyone seemed a bit tired. The two sisters seemed preoccupied and absent-minded. I put my arms around theirs from behind, wanting to say something comforting, but I didn't speak. The way back felt incredibly long; I don't know how long it took before we reached the door. I wanted to go in, but the older sister stopped me, whispering, "We're going to take a shower. You should go back and rinse off too."

After showering, I checked the time—it was already nine o'clock. Resisting the urge to knock on their door, I lit a cigarette and sat down quietly. I don't know how many cigarettes I smoked before I heard a knock. I quickly opened the door, and two beautiful faces appeared before me. Their bright faces looked somewhat alluring in the dim light, and water droplets still clung to their clean skin after their showers.

They sat down on the sofa, and before I could speak, the older sister said to me, "Xiao Xiang, do you think we're a bit lewd?"

Before I could answer, she continued, "We learned about the situation before we came out. It's not easy working outside. If you don't earn ten thousand for the boss, why would they give you a thousand? We don't have any skills; how can we survive?"

She paused, a little shyly, and said, "Many young women from my area go out and live very glamorous lives, frequently sending money back. Everyone envies them. Actually, we all know them. Before coming out this time, we also inquired with them and had this plan as well."

For a moment, we were silent. After a long silence, she seemed to have made up her mind and said, "Xiao Xiang, we're finally destined to meet

. I've been thinking, it's better to give it to you than to give it to someone else." She lowered her head shyly after speaking. A wave of emotion welled up in my heart. I walked over and sat down between them, embracing them both, saying, "I will never look down on you. On the contrary, I admire you greatly. No matter the reason, your courage to venture out is truly admirable. Everyone has a hard time in this society. Your actions have moved me. Thank you for thinking so highly of me. Let's forget everything and fully enjoy the most beautiful and moving passion that life has given us."
I unbuttoned my older sister's shirt, loosened her bra, and her full breasts swayed in front of her. Her black skirt was pulled down, and I gently lifted her buttocks with my hand, pulling down her panties. A beautifully curved waist was revealed, and I gave her a passionate kiss. I turned around and started undressing my younger sister.

Xiufang wrapped her arms around my waist from behind, her two breasts pressing tightly against my back. I resisted the intense stimulation and quickly stripped my sister naked.

I led the two of them to the bed and sat down. Xiufang gently removed my shirt, while Xiujuan kneaded my penis through my pants with one hand and caressed my strong shoulder with the other. My hands ravaged the sisters' breasts.
Finally, we were all naked, and everyone seemed unsure how to proceed. I thought for a moment, then pulled my younger sister over and made her kneel at my feet. I held her head down and made her give me oral sex. Seeing her hesitation, I said, "Haven't you done this before?

You'll definitely encounter this kind of thing when you go out into the world, and there are even more difficult things than this. So I wanted to prepare you in advance. If you find it difficult, you don't have to do it. I don't mean anything by it."

Xiujuan didn't hesitate any longer, grasped my penis, and opened her mouth to take it in. My penis felt like it was being enveloped in a narrow cavity, with her slender tongue gently circling around it. The clumsy movements were incredibly stimulating. I slowly thrust, gradually entering her throat, and she kept sucking.

Looking at my older sister sitting idly beside me, I pulled her over and made her arch her back. Xiufang's cleft was deep, and her round buttocks were tightly clenched. From behind, you couldn't see anything at all. I patted those two fat mounds and made her spread her legs, revealing her thick labia and brown... Her chrysanthemum bud was exposed, covered in water stains from the shower. My fingers slid incessantly across her labia, sometimes poking at the clitoris, sometimes thrusting in and out. Soon, my hands were covered in her juices, dripping onto the white sheets. After a while, I withdrew my fingers and rubbed her clitoris with my juice-soaked fingertips. Xiufang was a little scared and tried to back away, but I grabbed her thigh with my left hand to stop her from moving. I said to her, "Sister Xiufang, don't be afraid, it's nothing, I'll be very gentle."

Then I inserted my fingers into her clitoris. Because of the abundance of fluid, she didn't feel any pain, but her nervousness made her grip my fingers tightly. I kept circling and exploring her virgin chrysanthemum hole, slowly until I was completely inside.

The two women groaned loudly. My penis grew larger and larger, almost ejaculating into Xiujuan's mouth. I quickly withdrew my penis and inserted it into my sister's honey hole from behind. As soon as I inserted it, I began to thrust wildly, pulling my sister up with my left hand so she could... She hugged my waist from behind, her smooth breasts pressed against my back, further arousing my desire. The sound of my hips hitting her legs was loud and clear. Having seen it in the theater, I was still very energized.
The position of her back caused me to frequently slip out of control. After a few times, I changed direction, gripping my penis with my right hand and sliding the glans against her anus, while my left hand held her slender waist. With a slight push, I slid the glans into her anus. Xiufang gasped loudly, her tight cavity gripping my penis so tightly that it couldn't move. I patted her buttocks gently to help her relax. Finally, my penis was fully inside her anus. Slowly, Xiufang got used to it, and I began to thrust. Her anus was completely different from her vagina; its tightness made each movement of my penis feel tingly and numb. Afraid of an early orgasm, I slowed down, but Xiujuan mischievously pushed me from behind. I slapped her plump buttocks hard, pulled out my penis, and lay down, letting Xiufang ride on top of me. Above, my penis pierced her cunt from below, while I pulled Xiujuan over and made her straddle my chest. I spread her buttocks with both hands, and my right middle finger immediately pierced her hole, vigorously churning it left and right. Xiujuan writhed her hips wantonly; this little girl was truly wanton. Xiujuan below also rose and fell; this position made penetration easiest. The thick glans reached her cervix, a soft mass of flesh kneading against it. Xiujuan cried out in a wanton voice. Each insertion hit her tender flesh, and Xiujuan was stimulated to the point of being unable to bear it. She lifted her hips but hesitated to lower them. I slapped her hips hard, and she finally slumped down, my penis penetrating her deepest point. She let out a loud howl.

Watching her buttocks sway wantonly, I withdrew my finger and directly inserted it into her brown anus. My sister also let out a piercing scream, her clenched buttocks trying to escape upwards, but I held them firmly. After a while, I began to move my finger in and out.

A torrent of lustful fluids soaked my chest. Through the undulating cleft of her buttocks, I saw my sister's labia, turned inside out by my thrusting. With each in-and-out motion of my penis, her pink labia flipped in and out repeatedly. The lewd sight sent shivers of tingling pain through my lower back. I shifted the sisters' positions, my penis entering my younger sister's vagina. I grabbed my older sister's hair, making her lean over my head and suckle her swollen, purple nipples.

I continued thrusting and pumping, my mouth frantically biting at her breasts. The intense exertion left both sisters exhausted. After a while, the younger sister collapsed limply onto the bed.

I pulled my older sister up to sit, made her kneel on the bed, wrapped her legs around her slender waist, and had her cup her breasts with her hands to perform a breastjob. My thick, dark glans appeared and disappeared between her breasts, the soft flesh rubbing against my penis with immense pleasure. I pulled my younger sister's legs over and made her join her, pressing her head down to suckle the glans as it moved in and out of her snow-white flesh. The two sisters used their breasts and mouths to service my penis, their sweat and saliva making it incredibly wet.

After a short rest, I had the two sisters stacked on top of each other and began a new round of thrusting into the older sister's hole. My penis moved in and out of all four of their holes in turn, making them moan incessantly. The younger sister's anus tightened even more, the thick glans stretching out the brown folds, the soft flesh gripping my penis so tightly that I almost ejaculated.

In this foreign hotel, in this forbidden environment, the two women and the man forgot everything, fully enjoying the passion of life, letting the fire of desire burn in their hearts.

The final moment finally arrived. I made both of them kneel by the bed, and penetrated the older sister from behind, taking turns attacking them. Finally, I focused solely on her vagina, while simultaneously pulling the younger sister close and pressing her against the older sister's buttocks. After a while, I withdrew my penis and inserted it into the younger sister's mouth, alternating between their vaginas and mouths. Waves of tingling and numbness washed over me. I suppressed my urge and pulled out, then forcefully shoved it into the older sister's anus, thrusting it all the way in with all my might, my abdomen slamming heavily against her buttocks as I violently ejaculated. Exhausted,

I pressed myself against her back, withdrawing only after a long while. The semen gushing from her anus splashed onto the younger sister's lips, a lewd scene that pierced my heart. I wiped my penis clean on the limp face of my younger sister and collapsed onto the bed, unable to move.

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