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lewd sister 

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I'm 20 years old and attend a private university.
Although I don't want to say it, I am indeed a very promiscuous girl. Most of the time, I
'm thinking about sex. I like watching porn and reading erotic magazines. But what I love most is
wearing a miniskirt, showing off my long, slender legs, and going out into the street to be the center of attention.
Because I'm quite pretty, men often approach me. Although I'm a promiscuous
girl, I'm not indiscriminate; at least the men must be good-looking for me to consider
going out with. But generally, the men who approach beautiful women aren't exactly handsome, though they're all very confident.
My first sexual experience was in my first year of high school, when I attended an all-girls school. Not having men
to seduce was painful for me, and this high school life made me think about sex all the time
. On the bus to and from school, people would often deliberately grope me, sometimes bumping into my breasts, sometimes
touching my buttocks. I didn't feel fear or disgust at these actions; instead, I felt excited.
So one day, on a whim, I went to school without wearing underwear under my school skirt. Actually,
it felt wonderful not to wear underwear; it was cool and refreshing, like being in direct contact with nature. Since my uniform was
custom-made, the skirt was particularly short, and not wearing underwear was actually quite risky—it was easy for others to notice. Our
school 's uniform top was the thinnest and most transparent shirt in Taipei, so even though my figure was
a bit more immature compared to now, I was still always the focus of attention.
That day, on the bus, someone touched my buttocks again. Because I wasn't wearing underwear, that hand
only touched my buttocks through the thin school skirt, making me more excited than usual. I felt like my private parts were
already wet. However, on the bus, he only touched me; he probably didn't realize I wasn't wearing underwear, so he didn't
do anything further.
When I got to school, I couldn't resist going to the toilet and masturbating, quickly reaching orgasm.
That afternoon after school, instead of going straight home, I
wandered I only reluctantly went home when there were almost no more buses left. It was
quite a distance from the bus stop to my house, but I could take a shortcut through the alleys. Afraid of being
scolded by my mother for coming home late, I decided to take the shortcut that day
… However, this decision led to me being raped by a stranger.
He threatened me with a knife, telling me not to scream. Then he took out a rope and tied my hands behind my back,
beginning to knead my breasts. My nipples hardened immediately from the stimulation, and my genitals became wet. He
reached under my skirt and discovered I wasn't wearing underwear. He laughed happily and kissed my
lips. I didn't resist much. After enough caressing, he pulled out his already erect penis and
forcefully thrust it into my wet genitals. I almost fainted from the pain and began to struggle, but with my hands
bound , I couldn't offer much resistance, which only excited him further, making his thrusts more intense.
Being a virgin, I couldn't withstand his rough treatment. I screamed in pain and begged him repeatedly
. Although he pulled out, he turned my body away from him and continued thrusting from behind.
However, I felt less pain than before and began to enjoy it. Under the dim streetlights of the alley, I
was being raped by a stranger on the asphalt road. I began to moan, and the man, perhaps unable to bear my
lewd cries, quickly ejaculated.
"So good, I actually slept with a virgin,"
he said with satisfaction afterward, looking at the blood left on my genitals. He then untied my ropes, seemingly not intending to rob
me or harm me further. Since my top hadn't been removed, and he had only lifted my skirt to have sex with
me, I didn't need to fix my clothes. I simply took out some tissues to wipe the bloodstains and ran straight
home . After returning home, I didn't tell anyone about the rape.
After that rape, I rarely wore underwear anymore. Except during my period, whether I was outside
or at home, whether I was wearing a skirt or pants, I probably didn't wear underwear. Later, after I started using tampons
, my underwear was probably relegated to a drawer. Fortunately, I washed my own underwear and hung it to dry on
the balcony outside my room, so my family didn't find out. In their eyes, I was just a well-behaved,
average , and pretty girl.
As I matured, I became more attractive. Even though my clothes weren't very revealing,
I could easily arouse people. A stranger who struck up a conversation with me once said, "You're easy to get an erection from." I think it
might be because I'm naturally promiscuous, so every move I make carries an alluring charm. So,
two or three months after the first rape, I was raped again.
This happened on a Sunday afternoon. I was wearing a white spaghetti-strap tank top, no bra underneath,
a thin long-sleeved shirt over it, a super short, tight-fitting skirt made of soft material, and strappy
sandals. Of course, I wasn't wearing underwear. I don't usually wear stockings, partly because my skin is very good, and my
fair and delicate legs don't need stockings to enhance them; and partly because wearing stockings greatly diminishes
the pleasure . However, I later started trying garter stockings because they look really good.
My attire, combined with my naturally beautiful face and well-proportioned figure, attracted a lot of
attention . Men and women alike couldn't help but glance at me, which gradually aroused me. I wanted to
go to the restroom to relieve myself; I often masturbated in department store restrooms. However, this time, just as
I was about to close the stall door, someone suddenly opened it, squeezed in with me, and locked
the door . It was a man! Before I could react, he had already covered my
mouth and started taking off my shirt. He wasn't armed; he completely overpowered me with brute force. He was a
really strong guy.
He started to reach between my legs, trying to pull down my underwear, but his hand went straight to
my private parts without touching anything like underwear. He seemed surprised and a little
lost .
"I was going to gag you with underwear so you wouldn't scream, but I didn't expect you, this slutty girl, to
not be wearing underwear… so I had to do it this way."
He kissed me, his tongue slipping into my lips. His tongue was very agile, and soon I…
I was completely powerless and stopped resisting.
"Yes...that's it. As long as you behave, I won't let you get hurt; but if you dare
to scream, I'll make you regret it." I could only nod.
He placed me on the toilet seat and began to take off my vest, exposing my breasts. My breasts
weren't very large, but they were soft and very firm. When my nipples hardened and protruded, the curves of my breasts
were beautiful and quite attractive. He used his nimble tongue to suck and lick my areolas and nipples. My nipples were very sensitive
and immediately hardened when stimulated like this. I breathed softly and closed my eyes, feeling the stimulation
from . Then he began to move his hands between my thighs. I reflexively squeezed my legs together, but he
forcefully spread them apart, pulled my skirt up to my waist, and then teased my genitals with his fingers.
Soon after, my vaginal fluids were overflowing, and he simply inserted his fingers into my vagina, slowly thrusting
and playing with them. I felt so good that I couldn't help but moan. Seeing how engrossed I was, he licked my genitals with his
tongue . I was almost unable to hold on, so I held onto his head with my hands. He then inserted his tongue further into
my vagina, and the slippery, pleasurable sensation almost made me faint. He continued to use his mouth on me, and I could only moan wantonly. After a while, I actually reached orgasm, and a large amount of fluid
flowed from my genitals . He took out his penis and told me to take it in my mouth. I took the still-erect penis into my mouth, and he grabbed my head and used his waist to thrust his penis in and out of my mouth. I felt his penis gradually grow larger and harder in my mouth, until it completely filled my mouth, making it impossible to continue thrusting. He had to pull it out, and that's when I realized how enormous his penis was! I started to feel scared and began to resist, but he quickly subdued me, placing my legs on his shoulders and pressing his penis against my vaginal opening. Perhaps due to the lubrication from my previous orgasm, and because I often masturbate, his enormous penis slid smoothly into my vagina, even though it was only my second sexual experience. Then he began to thrust in and out rhythmically, not fast but very powerful . Because his penis was so large, almost every thrust hit my G-spot. I felt both pain and pleasure, and forgetting we were in a department store, I started moaning loudly. Luckily, there seemed to be no one in the dressing room. After about ten minutes of this, he made me stand up facing the wall, leaning forward and holding onto the wall with my hands. Then he spread my legs and entered me from behind again. I involuntarily twisted my hips and waist to meet his thrusts, which made me feel even better. This time he used a rapid thrusting motion , and I actually had a second orgasm in this position. However, he seemed unsatisfied. He lifted me into the air, wrapped my legs around his waist, and started doing it like that . He also sucked and licked my breasts, causing my private parts to continuously leak fluid, wetting the floor. I thought that if this continued, I didn't know how long he would fuck me, so I had to make him ejaculate quickly. So I kept twisting my waist, making extremely lewd moans, and with an expression of being unable to bear it, he thrust hard and quickly a dozen times, then pulled out and shot a bunch of hot semen onto my face. "I rarely have an experience that feels this good... You're still a student, aren't you, you slutty little sister?" He took some tissues from the dressing room and wiped the semen off my face. "Yeah, I'm a first-year high school student." "So young, no wonder you're so tight. But you're not a virgin anymore..." "You're not going to kill me to silence me, are you?" "Hehe, no way, beautiful. You're not wearing underwear and you're so lewd, how could I bear to kill you? I 'm leaving now ." He quickly slipped out of the dressing room. After I tidied my clothes, I also walked out nonchalantly. Looking at my watch , I realized I'd been fucked by him for over an hour... This was my second sexual experience. Strictly speaking, it couldn't be considered rape, because I didn't resist much. But that was because I was so lewd. If it were someone else, they would probably have struggled . However, to call that kind of sexual experience "making love" is really inaccurate. I didn't even know who that person was, so I'd rather use the word "rape." After that, I would be "raped" every now and then, and the frequency kept increasing. One day was even raped in the morning and then by different people that evening. There were also those who raped me and then waited a while raping me again. Luckily, these men always left after they were done; they didn't steal my money, didn't infect me with any STDs, and I didn't get pregnant. Of course, I didn't report it to the police, nor did I let anyone know I'd been raped . Everyone still thought I was just a pretty high school girl, and naturally, a virgin before marriage . But actually, I'm very promiscuous. I enjoy being raped by strangers, but I don't actively seduce others because that would eliminate the pleasure of being raped. I think being raped frequently is a form of self-affirmation for me; it proves I'm an extremely attractive woman, so attractive that even risking arrest for rape wouldn't diminish my allure.

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