The sisters' downfall

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I are considered a relatively quiet and pretty girl in my class. I'm 161cm tall and just starting puberty; my breasts are slowly developing, not big, but shapely like small steamed buns. Whenever I wear a skirt to school, some older male students whistle at me in a lewd way. My older sister is a year older than me, a freshman in high school, and attends the same school as me. She's the school beauty.

Every day, my sister and I go to evening self-study together. Because she's timid, we always walk home together. Tonight, our junior high students went to see a movie together. The movie's star is my idol, so I went to the senior high section, said hello to my sister, and told her I'd be going home alone. She hesitated for a moment but agreed. I knew she was a little scared. I thought, "It's the same route I take every day, nothing serious. Robbery or encountering thugs on the street wouldn't be a big deal for us. Besides, we're just high school students; we don't have much money." It was because of this thinking that my sister and I embarked on a path of no return.

The movie that night was really exciting; I didn't get home until 12:30. I was so excited about watching my idol's movie that I wanted to share the plot with my sister. But both my sister's and mom's doors were closed. I knocked on my sister's door, but there was no response. I called out, "Sister!" but no one answered. Then my mom came out and said, "Why are you both so late? Your sister got home a little earlier than you and went straight to bed." I mumbled a reply and went back to my room. I fell asleep soon after. The next morning at 7:30, my mom woke me up and told me breakfast was on the table. She said she was going to work. After I got up and washed, I realized my sister hadn't come out yet. I knocked on her door again, and she finally opened it. I noticed her eyes were red, so I asked her what was wrong. Her voice was a little hoarse, and she said it was nothing, she just had diarrhea and didn't sleep well last night.

Some time passed like this. One day, my sister told me, "Our class will have an extra English tutoring class in the evenings for a while. Don't wait for me; go home after school." I agreed without giving it much thought.

A few nights later, I woke up in the middle of the night. I checked the time—11:30—and was about to go back to sleep when I suddenly remembered I didn't have school the next day, Sunday. I thought I'd go to the bathroom and sleep in a little longer. Just as I opened my bedroom door, I saw a figure quietly open the guest room door. The moonlight shone on the person's face as they opened the door. I looked, and it was my sister! In the moonlight, I saw she was wearing a white miniskirt and a low-cut, round-neck top. I wondered, "What are they doing out so late? Going on a date?" I quickly dressed and quietly followed my sister. Sure enough, a few people were waiting not far from where she went out. Upon closer inspection, I was shocked. I recognized one of the men—it was a local thug from outside our school, nicknamed Scarface. He had a scar about 10 centimeters long on his face, apparently from a fight. Scarface was over 1.8 meters tall and very strong. He was always leading the school's delinquents in fights, and all the students were afraid of him. Whenever he saw me, his eyes would always be fixed on my chest and buttocks. I always avoided these kinds of bad guys. As

my sister walked over, Scarface grabbed her and asked her some questions. Because of the distance, I couldn't hear clearly, but I vaguely heard something about what she was wearing. I think he probably said she was dressed beautifully. I saw my sister answer something in a trembling voice. What shocked me even more was Scarface's next move: he lifted up my sister's skirt, and to my even greater astonishment, she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Scarface pulled her sister's skirt up to her waist, the bright moonlight illuminating her snow-white thighs. A large hand caressed and played with her genitals. Her sister tightly clamped her weak legs together, seemingly pleading. This drew laughter from the three men, one of whom whistled. One of the fat men pulled her into his arms, his hands groping her body. As I slowly approached, I could even see the fat man's hand slipping inside her clothes, caressing her breasts. Because the dress was low-cut, two buttons under the collar were undone, and I could see that she wasn't wearing anything underneath—nothing at all. Her two newly developed breasts were being played with repeatedly. At this moment, a shorter man, resembling a tree stump, forced her to drink some liquid from a small bottle. I heard Scarface say, "Don't be in such a hurry, you'll get your pleasure in a bit."

After saying that, they pulled my trembling sister into a dark alley without streetlights, and I followed quietly behind. They led my sister into an abandoned building, which used to be workers' dormitories. Because the factory closed down, all the workers left, leaving only empty rooms. Usually, this place was deserted and a den of iniquity. Because I was following them and afraid of being discovered, I could only follow at a distance. After they went inside for a while, I quietly entered the building, but I didn't know where they were. I searched from the first floor all the way to the fourth floor. Just after I went down the stairs, I heard a burst of laughter, followed by a woman's painful murmurs. I followed the sound to a room and confirmed that the sound was coming from that room.

The door to the room was closed. I peeked through the crack in the broken door and saw only a broken bed and a sofa. In the far corner was a large wooden frame. The skinny man and the short man were half-naked, wearing only shorts, sitting on the bed looking at the sofa. On the sofa, the older sister was completely naked, being pressed down by Scarface. Her clothes were scattered on the floor. The older sister was lying diagonally on the sofa, her legs forcefully spread apart by Scarface. One leg was pressed against the edge of the sofa, her foot dangling on the floor, while the other leg was raised in the air, exposing the most private and delicate area between her legs. A thick, black penis, about 20 centimeters long, was thrusting violently into her tender little hole. My sister was moaning softly, her newly developed breasts swaying back and forth with each thrust. It was the first time I had ever seen a man and a woman having sex. I never imagined that my usually quiet older sister would be so shamelessly being fucked by a man. My body felt like it was on fire. I squeezed my legs together again and again, watching the penis, almost as thick as my sister's arm, thrust in and out of her poor little hole.

The sounds of flesh colliding were constant. I wondered if it hurt when something so big was inside her. My sister seemed to be moaning comfortably. Then Scarface spread my sister's legs and body into a W shape. My sister leaned against the sofa, her legs pressed forcefully against her chest. Scarface thrust even harder, his hands kneading her newly developed breasts. Her nipples hardened like cherries.

Suddenly, my sister's legs trembled, and her moans grew louder. Scarface thrust even harder. The skinny guy said to the short guy, "Look, that slut's come."

The short guy said, "That's fucking amazing! We've been doing this for a month, and her pussy is still so tight. I want to fuck her little slut like this forever." It turned out that the quiet, talented older sister had been fucked by this group of thugs for a month. At this moment, Scarface's breathing became rapid, and his thrusts became even faster. The "slap," "slap" sounds were incessant. My sister started sobbing. I was puzzled; my sister had been fucked for a week, why was she only crying now? I didn't know that my quiet sister had come to orgasm from this thug. I was startled by Scarface's sudden shout and saw him lying motionless on top of my sister. My sister stared blankly at the ceiling, her legs still pressed into a W shape. About a minute later, Scarface slowly got up, his hands still firmly gripping my sister's calves. I could clearly see that his previously hard penis had now slumped out, and her swollen labia majora were weakly open, revealing the pinkish opening stretched open by the penis. A large drop of milky liquid flowed from my sister's tender opening, running down her buttocks. I also saw that a large area under my sister's buttocks was already wet.

Then Scarface took out a camera and filmed my sister's vagina leaking semen after he finished with her.

The skinny guy fawned over Scarface, saying, "Brother, you're really something! You went at it for over an hour, and made this slut orgasm three or four times." Scarface, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, replied, "Your drug really works. Look how horny she is. When I first deflowered her, I made her orgasm twice. You go ahead and have your fun. I'll rest for a bit and then we'll keep going. We'll fuck this slut until she's bursting." The skinny guy carried my sister directly to the bed and immediately inserted his penis. My sister, still recovering from her climax, started moaning again. The short guy wasn't to be outdone; he vigorously rubbed her breasts, leaving red and purple marks on her snow-white skin. My quiet, talented sister was repeatedly violated by them for four hours straight, until dawn was almost breaking. My poor sister had been brought to orgasm again and again; her once smooth, hairless, and clean genitals were now a mess. Finally, due to the continuous orgasms, she urinated all over the bed before they stopped her. Suddenly, I felt something cool between my legs; I touched it, and my genitals were soaking wet.

My sister staggered as she put on her clothes. Before she came out, I quietly rushed home. A moment later, I heard the door open; I knew my sister was back. Thinking about how the three of them had taken turns violating her, my whole body heated up again, and my hand involuntarily reached down to my genitals—my first experience with masturbation.

I'm considered a relatively quiet and pretty girl in my class. I'm 161cm tall and just starting puberty; my breasts are slowly developing, not large, but shapely like little steamed buns. Every time I wear a skirt to school, some older male students whistle at me in a lewd way. My older sister is a year older than me, a freshman in high school, and attends the same school as me. She's the school beauty.

Every day, my sister and I go to evening self-study together. Because she's timid, we always walk home together. Tonight, our junior high students went to see a movie together. The movie's star is my idol, so I went to the senior high section, said hello to my sister, and told her I'd be going home alone. She hesitated for a moment but agreed. I knew she was a little scared. I thought, "It's the same route I take every day, nothing serious. Robbery or encountering thugs on the street wouldn't be a big deal for us. Besides, we're just high school students; we don't have much money." It was because of this thinking that my sister and I embarked on a path of no return.

The movie that night was really exciting; I didn't get home until 12:30. I was so excited about watching my idol's movie that I wanted to share the plot with my sister. But both my sister's and mom's doors were closed. I knocked on my sister's door, but there was no response. I called out, "Sister!" but no one answered. Then my mom came out and said, "Why are you both so late? Your sister got home a little earlier than you and went straight to bed." I mumbled a reply and went back to my room. I fell asleep soon after. The next morning at 7:30, my mom woke me up and told me breakfast was on the table. She said she was going to work. After I got up and washed, I realized my sister hadn't come out yet. I knocked on her door again, and she finally opened it. I noticed her eyes were red, so I asked her what was wrong. Her voice was a little hoarse, and she said it was nothing, she just had diarrhea and didn't sleep well last night.

Some time passed like this. One day, my sister told me, "Our class will have an extra English tutoring class in the evenings for a while. Don't wait for me; go home after school." I agreed without giving it much thought.

A few nights later, I woke up in the middle of the night. I checked the time—11:30—and was about to go back to sleep when I suddenly remembered I didn't have school the next day, Sunday. I thought I'd go to the bathroom and sleep in a little longer. Just as I opened my bedroom door, I saw a figure quietly open the guest room door. The moonlight shone on the person's face as they opened the door. I looked, and it was my sister! In the moonlight, I saw she was wearing a white miniskirt and a low-cut, round-neck top. I wondered, "What are they doing out so late? Going on a date?" I quickly dressed and quietly followed my sister. Sure enough, a few people were waiting not far from where she went out. Upon closer inspection, I was shocked. I recognized one of the men—it was a local thug from outside our school, nicknamed Scarface. He had a scar about 10 centimeters long on his face, apparently from a fight. Scarface was over 1.8 meters tall and very strong. He was always leading the school's delinquents in fights, and all the students were afraid of him. Whenever he saw me, his eyes would always be fixed on my chest and buttocks. I always avoided these kinds of bad guys. As

my sister walked over, Scarface grabbed her and asked her some questions. Because of the distance, I couldn't hear clearly, but I vaguely heard something about what she was wearing. I think he probably said she was dressed beautifully. I saw my sister answer something in a trembling voice. What shocked me even more was Scarface's next move: he lifted up my sister's skirt, and to my even greater astonishment, she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Scarface pulled her sister's skirt up to her waist, the bright moonlight illuminating her snow-white thighs. A large hand caressed and played with her genitals. Her sister tightly clamped her weak legs together, seemingly pleading. This drew laughter from the three men, one of whom whistled. One of the fat men pulled her into his arms, his hands groping her body. As I slowly approached, I could even see the fat man's hand slipping inside her clothes, caressing her breasts. Because the dress was low-cut, two buttons under the collar were undone, and I could see that she wasn't wearing anything underneath—nothing at all. Her two newly developed breasts were being played with repeatedly. At this moment, a shorter man, resembling a tree stump, forced her to drink some liquid from a small bottle. I heard Scarface say, "Don't be in such a hurry, you'll get your pleasure in a bit."

After saying that, they pulled my trembling sister into a dark alley without streetlights, and I followed quietly behind. They led my sister into an abandoned building, which used to be workers' dormitories. Because the factory closed down, all the workers left, leaving only empty rooms. Usually, this place was deserted and a den of iniquity. Because I was following them and afraid of being discovered, I could only follow at a distance. After they went inside for a while, I quietly entered the building, but I didn't know where they were. I searched from the first floor all the way to the fourth floor. Just after I went down the stairs, I heard a burst of laughter, followed by a woman's painful murmurs. I followed the sound to a room and confirmed that the sound was coming from that room.

The door to the room was closed. I peeked through the crack in the broken door and saw only a broken bed and a sofa. In the far corner was a large wooden frame. The skinny man and the short man were half-naked, wearing only shorts, sitting on the bed looking at the sofa. On the sofa, the older sister was completely naked, being pressed down by Scarface. Her clothes were scattered on the floor. The older sister was lying diagonally on the sofa, her legs forcefully spread apart by Scarface. One leg was pressed against the edge of the sofa, her foot dangling on the floor, while the other leg was raised in the air, exposing the most private and delicate area between her legs. A thick, black penis, about 20 centimeters long, was thrusting violently into her tender little hole. My sister was moaning softly, her newly developed breasts swaying back and forth with each thrust. It was the first time I had ever seen a man and a woman having sex. I never imagined that my usually quiet older sister would be so shamelessly being fucked by a man. My body felt like it was on fire. I squeezed my legs together again and again, watching the penis, almost as thick as my sister's arm, thrust in and out of her poor little hole.

The sounds of flesh colliding were constant. I wondered if it hurt when something so big was inside her. My sister seemed to be moaning comfortably. Then Scarface spread my sister's legs and body into a W shape. My sister leaned against the sofa, her legs pressed forcefully against her chest. Scarface thrust even harder, his hands kneading her newly developed breasts. Her nipples hardened like cherries.

Suddenly, the older sister's legs trembled, and her moans grew louder. Scarface also thrust harder. The skinny man said to the short man, "Look, that slut is having an orgasm."

The short guy said, "Damn, that feels so good! It's been a month, and her pussy is still so tight. I want to fuck her little slut like this forever." It turned out that the quiet, talented older sister had been fucked by this group of thugs for a month. At this moment, Scarface's breathing became rapid, and his thrusts became even faster, with continuous "slap" sounds. The older sister then started sobbing. I was puzzled; she'd been fucked for a week, why was she only crying now? Little did I know that this thug had brought my quiet older sister to orgasm. I was startled by Scarface's sudden shout and saw him lying motionless on top of my sister. My sister stared blankly at the ceiling, her legs still pressed into a W shape. About a minute later, Scarface slowly got up, his hands still firmly gripping his sister's calves. I clearly saw that his previously hard penis had now slumped out, and her swollen labia majora were weakly open, revealing the pinkish opening stretched open by the penis. A large drop of milky liquid flowed from her tender opening and down her buttocks. I also saw that her buttocks were already soaked.

Then Scarface took out a camera and filmed my sister's vagina leaking semen after he finished with her.

The skinny guy flattered Scarface, saying, "Brother, you're really strong. You fucked her for over an hour, and she had three or four orgasms." Scarface, with a cigarette in his mouth, said, "Your drug really works. Look how horny she is. When I deflowered her, I made her orgasm twice. You play, I'll rest for a bit and then continue. I'll fuck this slut until she's burst." The skinny guy carried my sister directly to the bed and immediately inserted his penis. My sister, still recovering from her climax, started moaning again. The short guy wasn't to be outdone; he vigorously rubbed her breasts, leaving red and purple marks on her snow-white skin. My quiet, talented sister was repeatedly violated by them for four hours straight, until dawn was almost breaking. My poor sister had been brought to orgasm again and again; her once smooth, hairless, and clean genitals were now a mess. Finally, due to the continuous orgasms, she urinated all over the bed before they stopped her. Suddenly, I felt something cool between my legs; I touched it, and my genitals were soaking wet.

My sister staggered as she put on her clothes. Before she came out, I quietly rushed home. A moment later, I heard the door open; I knew my sister was back. Thinking about how the three of them had taken turns violating her, my whole body heated up again, and my hand involuntarily reached down to my genitals—my first experience with masturbation.

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