Encounter with twin sisters

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Two years ago, I traveled from Singapore to Kuala Lumpur by train for a business trip. Across from me sat two women who looked like sisters, a notion that was soon confirmed. As the train slowly started moving, the noise from the station faded into the distance, and a sense of unease and frustration filled the carriage; time seemed to drag on. Two beautiful eyes stared blankly out the window, a hint of worry on their faces, a sight that evoked pity. "Excuse me, misses," I said, "I apologize for my intrusion, but you seem to be lost in thought."

They turned around in surprise and said in unison, "Oh, no, sir, you've misunderstood. We were just daydreaming." "

After a brief introduction, they quickly became acquainted, chatting about everything under the sun. They were indeed sisters, and both worked for the same company in the city center. They had both stayed home for the past year due to childbirth, and their husbands' companies were struggling, barely paying their full salaries. Seeing this wasn't a long-term solution, the sisters decided to go to Kuala Lumpur to work together. When they talked about working, their cheeks flushed slightly, making them look incredibly cute. I had only recently gotten married and was still very much addicted to intimacy. I was usually busy with work, traveling all over the country, and my husband and I spent very little time at home, so we were quite abstinent." Looking at their charming appearances, I couldn't resist the urge to get an erection. I had to change the subject and talk about myself. I'd only been working for a year, and since I was a recent graduate, I'd be promoted to intermediate professional title after a year. This time, I was on a business trip to the south to inspect some equipment from a competitor.

The temperature here was scorching; even though it was October, it was still very hot, especially on the train. The two sisters were dressed in summer clothes: pink embroidered blouses and black skirts, flesh-colored stockings, and brown high heels—they were dressed identically.

"You two are so beautiful, you look like twins," I sincerely complimented. Perhaps unaccustomed to such direct praise, the sisters blushed instantly and stammered, unable to speak.

After a long pause, the older one finally said, "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 this 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 build, 1.77 meters tall, not too tall, not too short, and fairly good-looking. I enjoy exercising and am quite strong. Black trousers, a snow-white shirt, and a light black tie—I looked quite dashing.

"My name is Ya-ting, and my sister's name is Ya-hui," Ya-ting finally told me their names after we'd chatted for a while.

I looked at them and said, "You two are really courageous. You dare to work without any professional skills. I've been working on my skills for a year and I still don't dare. I truly admire your pioneering spirit." Hearing this, the two girls blushed again, their faces showing worry.

"How about this," I said, "I have some friends over there. I'll write down their company addresses for you. You can contact them if you need anything." I kept trying to please 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 company recruitment methods. Let me tell you some rules."

Then I told them some things to note when applying for a job, and they listened with great interest. Suddenly, I changed the subject, saying seriously, "There are some other things to be aware of, especially for pretty girls like you. Some companies nowadays specifically ask girls about their private lives, and some questions that are hard to talk about."

"Is that so? What's the point of asking about things unrelated to work?" the younger sister, Ya Hui, 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 sex life and compatibility, and their sexual orientation, etc., things that are hard to talk about." "They seemed a little flustered after hearing this, exchanging awkward glances.

The train wasn't crowded, and the seat next to me was still empty. The sound of lunch vendors breaking the silence broke the silence. A train attendant pushed a cart full of boxed meals over. The train's boxed meals were really bad, the cheap ones practically inedible. I asked if they had anything better, and she said they had several mid-priced set meals: two meat dishes, one vegetable dish, and a soup. I ordered one, plus three bottles of beer. The two of them started arguing, insisting on paying themselves, saying it didn't have to be so expensive. I had to stand up and say, 'Don't be shy, it's fate that we met. This price 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. 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 keep one for dinner. If you keep arguing, it'll be disrespectful.'" "We finally got to lunch, but then more trouble struck.

The train was already bumpy, and then we hit a bend, causing the whole carriage to shake violently. Their wine glasses were knocked over, spilling wine all over them. They quickly pulled out handkerchiefs to wipe themselves clean. My chopsticks also fell to the floor, and I bent down to pick them up. As soon as I looked 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. Both women, their faces flushed, glared at me fiercely, as if about to explode but ultimately holding back. Seeing that they didn't touch their chopsticks, my heart sank. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and, cursing myself, try to persuade them. My mouth was dry from talking, but to no avail. Just as I was feeling hopeless, Ya-ting leaned down and whispered something in Ya-hui's ear. The two women, their faces tense, picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

Respectable women have their troubles; they're too sensitive. Although there weren't many people on the train, things could easily escalate. I was at my wit's end, so I closed my eyes and tried to doze off. Soon, I heard my sister Ya-ting calling me, 'Sir...sir...' I sat up. 'Could you give me a seat? Ya-hui is a little sleepy and wants to take a nap.'

Of course, no problem. I immediately stood up, ready to find another seat. Ya-ting sighed softly and said to me, 'Sit next to me.'

'Aren't you going to sleep?' I asked casually. 'I can't sleep.'" "

After saying that, Ya-ting ignored me and stared blankly out the window. The light from outside made her face almost transparent, and tiny beads of sweat clung to her forehead. Her fair complexion showed her youthful innocence, but her slightly furrowed brows revealed her worry. Looking at the beautiful woman gazing out the window, I seemed to see into her innermost thoughts. Ya-ting was worried about her upcoming working life, and a feeling of pity welled up in my heart. I gently said, 'Don't worry, everything will be alright.'

Ya-ting glanced at her sleeping sister and said with a worried face, 'I acted impulsively at the time, and now I'm a little scared. I don't know what to do in the future.'

'There's always a way out. Don't worry, this world always gives people a way to survive. As long as you don't lose heart and maintain your confidence to strive upwards, there's always a way out. '" "I patiently and repeatedly tried to persuade her, even though I didn't believe in this kind of talk myself. But I know women are most susceptible to such flattery, and women need to be coaxed the most. Whether an enemy becomes a close friend depends on whether you can convince her.

We talked quietly, and I tried my best to go along with Ya-ting's temperament, constantly persuading and encouraging her. Her expression improved somewhat, and she glanced at me, whispering, 'Thank you, sir.'

I smiled and shook my head, saying, 'You're welcome. Don't call me sir. My name is Eddie. Just call me Eddie.'

'Eddie, thank you. Sigh! I've heard what the outside world is like; it's tough.' Ya-ting said helplessly.

As she spoke, she seemed to lean weakly against the back of her chair. I leaned forward and took Ya-ting's hands, which were resting on the table, with my right hand. 'Sister Ting, let's not think about these unhappy things anymore. Let's talk about something else. '" Yating

's body stiffened, and she tried to push my hand away, but I held it tightly. She struggled for a while but couldn't break free. After hesitating for a moment, she stopped and said, "Eddie, this isn't right. I'm not the kind of person you think I am." Yating sighed again as she said this.

I gripped Ya-ting's hand tightly, turning her towards me. Feigning seriousness, I said, "Sister Ting, don't misunderstand. I'm not the kind of person you think I am."

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, but still pretended to be nonchalant, saying, "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 Ya-ting. She took a small sip, placed it on the table in front of her, and I moved it towards her. "No," she glared at me without saying a word. I couldn't resist wrapping my left arm around her slender waist, my mind racing with the thought that things were about to go wrong. Surprisingly, she only stiffened slightly and didn't struggle. A surge of joy filled me. I leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Sister Ting, you're so beautiful. I really like you."

Ya Ting grasped my hand around her waist with her left hand and turned to me, saying, "Eddie, this isn't right. 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 Ting, didn't you just say we're destined to be together? Everyone on the train is sleeping. What's the big deal if someone sees us?" Ya Ting's face flushed, and she remained silent, her mind seemingly in turmoil. Seeing my chance, I gently pulled her down, and she slumped weakly against me.

My hand gently kneaded Ya Ting's 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 Ya Ting's forehead, but she didn't resist. My palm caressed her full, 35C breasts through her clothes, kneading them alternately on both sides. Her large breasts were stretched into various shapes. Ya Ting's 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 palm through her bra and shirt. I pressed my palm against the nipples, rubbing them incessantly.

Then I heard Ya Ting let out a soft "humph." 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 Ya-ting's left breast, causing her to stop helplessly. After kneading for a while, I pushed up her bra, finally enveloping her tender breast in my palm. Perhaps because she had recently finished breastfeeding, her breasts were unusually large; my hand couldn't even grasp half of one. I could only roughly knead and squeeze both breasts, supporting them from the bottom and pushing them towards the center. Under my provocation, she let out a soft moan.

Seeing Ya-ting's blissful expression, I suddenly grabbed her light pink nipple and pulled hard. She squirmed slightly in pain, and a trickle of liquid flowed onto my fingertips. I pulled my hand away, my fingertips sticking to the white liquid. I held my fingertips up to her face and asked with a smile, "What is this?" She turned away shyly, burying her face in my chest. I couldn't let her off the hook, so I turned her around, put my finger to my nose, smelled it, and exclaimed, "So fragrant!"

I then put it in my mouth and licked it, saying, "So sweet!"

Afterward, I whispered in Ya-ting's ear, "Thank you, Sister Ting. Twenty years later, you've let me taste breast milk again. Now I understand why breastfeeding is so encouraged." Seeing my mischievous grin, Ya-ting reached out and punched me, her face full of shyness. I took the opportunity to push her, causing her buttocks to dangle off the stool. She didn't notice my intention and instead pressed herself even closer. My hand returned to her abdomen, circling around her navel, as I spoke to distract her while my fingers probed the hem of her skirt.

Just as Yating was at the height of her excitement, I swiftly slipped my hand inside her skirt, breaking through her panties, my palm pressing against her vulva, my middle finger already lightly inserted into her wet vagina. Yating was so shocked she almost cried out, her face turning pale, her left hand gripping mine 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 part, 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, Ya-ting's hand soon loosened. 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 tried to grasp it with my hands, but it kept slipping away. I finally managed to press it down with my fingertips, first rubbing it around, then pressing down with my fingers, gradually increasing the pressure until it seemed as if I wanted to force the clitoris into her flesh. Ya-ting's 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. Countless soft, delicate flesh massaged my fingers like tentacles. I thrust my fingers in and out, feeling my fingertips pressing against the cervix.

Ah! That was it, she was aroused. With each light poke of my finger, Ya-ting's body trembled uncontrollably, and her vaginal fluids gushed out incessantly. My palm and her entire vulva were soaked, her small panties were sticky with moisture, and her juices flowed down her cleavage. Ya-ting's 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 penis. Seeing her flinch, I whispered in Ya-ting's ear, "What, haven't you done it with your husband at home?"

Ya-ting grabbed my penis and pinched it hard, causing me to groan in pain. I began to stir fiercely inside her vagina with my left hand. We comforted each other, our passion growing stronger and stronger. Just as we were wondering how to release our pent-up desire, the train conductor's loud shouts of "Tickets! Tickets!" startled us and separated us.

The drowsiness in the entire carriage was broken, and everyone got up and sat up. Ya Hui, who was sitting opposite me, also sat up. Ya Ting, perhaps a little tired, called me over to sit with her sister, and then lay down herself.

I sat down next to Ya Hui and casually asked, "Ya Hui, did you sleep well?" She gave a vague
"Mmm." I looked at her strangely; her face was flushed, and she was looking down, seemingly lost in thought. My hand instinctively went to Ya Hui's thigh. I was surprised that she didn't resist. Seeing my surprised look, Ya Hui whispered, "How could I sleep like that with Sister Ting? 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." Ya Hui looked at me with gratitude.

Everyone on the train sat up, and I didn't dare to be too presumptuous. My hand gently caressed her thigh as we chatted idly. Ya Hui was also very worried, unsure if her decision to work was right or wrong. They both 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 truly selfless.

She had no complaints about her husband; on the contrary, she said that men nowadays face even greater pressure. Successful men are a minority, and they didn't want their men to be under too much pressure. They were already silent all day; adding more pressure might make them sick. I looked at the young woman with admiration, withdrawing my hand that was about to touch her. Women like this are so rare now, let alone young housewives in the city, and even less so among educated women. They demand too much from men, putting so much pressure on them. It made me think about how hard ordinary men's lives are, how unfortunate these men and their families are, and how much all this is caused by the foolishness of women.

Looking at Ya Hui, who was deep in thought, and Ya Ting, who was resting opposite me, a warm feeling slowly welled up in my heart. Heaven was truly kind to me, allowing me to meet such beautiful girls with such lovely appearances and kind hearts. This must be what they call fate. I secretly resolved to seize this opportunity and create an unforgettable, beautiful interlude in my life, letting the flame of life burn brightly.

Dinner was the usual. Less than an hour after dinner, the train slowly pulled into Kuala Lumpur Station. We squeezed out of the station with the flow of people. Vendors were everywhere, hawking their wares. They were heading to another place, and no one knew where to go. Looking at the approaching darkness, they seemed a little lost. I seized the opportunity and said 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 too late to get there now, and even finding a hotel will be difficult."

They discussed it for a while and finally agreed. We avoided the street vendors soliciting customers and walked for almost half an hour before finally finding a hotel. For Kuala Lumpur, this hotel was really inexpensive. I stayed in a single room, while they stayed in a double room. Both rooms had bathrooms and air conditioning. I paid, and they didn't say anything.

The weather in Kuala Lumpur was cooler than in Singapore. After showering, I went down to the lobby to cool off and considered my next move. Looking at the advertisements and posters outside the lobby, I suddenly had a brilliant idea. Half an hour later, I knocked on their door, and the stunning scenery that greeted me was breathtaking. The two sisters, fresh from their bath, were beautiful and captivating. The elder sister, Ya-ting, wore a snow-white shirt, her sexy bra barely concealed, her ample breasts seemingly about to burst free, pushing the shirt high. 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, Ya-hui, was kneeling on the bed watching TV. Her light blue suit accentuated her beautiful curves, and she wore nothing on her full thighs, her pert buttocks raised high. I composed myself and forced a calm demeanor, saying, "Sister Ting, it's still early, let's go see a movie."

Before Ya-ting could answer, Ya-hui interjected, "Sure! We've got nothing to do and wanted to go out. Wait here for a bit, we'll be right down."

Walking along the breezy street, the two sisters' charm attracted many onlookers. I felt a surge of pride looking at the two beautiful women on either side of me. When we entered the theater, the movie had already started. In the darkness, we sat in the back row. There weren't many people watching the movie; most seats were empty, and most of the viewers were couples. As soon as I sat down, I wrapped my arms around their waists. They seemed to have an unspoken understanding and didn't resist. The movie was one of those Hong Kong films that I didn't like. My attention was completely focused on the two sisters. At that moment, I forgot everything and only wanted to enjoy the beautiful bodies beside me. My right hand gently caressed the younger sister, Zhi-hui's, thigh, while my left hand slipped inside the older sister Ya-ting's skirt from behind, kneading her buttocks. Their small gasps were drowned out by the noise of the theater.

Because I was sitting on the chair, I couldn't reach deep inside. I patted her plump buttocks, signaling Ya-ting to lean forward and stick her buttocks out. She glared at me, put 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 her for a while, I felt like I couldn't exert any force. The position of sitting on the chair was really inconvenient, so I withdrew my finger and used my hand to stroke her buttocks, sometimes pressing them together and sometimes spreading them apart, and then pinching her buttocks very hard. Looking at Ya-hui, 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 majora and gently rubbing them. Perhaps sensing that I couldn't exert enough force, Ya Hui leaned back, leaving her entire front suspended in the air. A large amount of vaginal fluid wet my palm, flowing down her vulva into her buttocks. I inserted my index finger into her vaginal opening. Ya Hui's vagina was tight and shallow; it was immediately gripped by the tender flesh. The tip of my finger touched a small clitoris, and I immediately began to thrust in and out. The tip of my thumb climbed upwards to find her clitoris and began to rub it, while my middle finger pressed down on her anus and rubbed it, following the flow of vaginal fluid. Under the combined assault of these three attacks, Ya Hui let out moans that only I could hear.

Working with both hands at the same time was tiring, so I withdrew my hand from inside Ya Ting's pants. She looked at her sister Ya Hui, who was burning with desire, with a strange and envious gaze. I slapped Ya-ting's bottom hard, making her sit up straight. I unbuckled my belt and guided her small hand to grasp my penis. Before I could urge her, Ya-ting started stroking it herself, her soft palm gently kneading the glans, slowly moving downwards. A tingling sensation spread across the hard tip. Ya-ting'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, "Sister Ting, you're so skilled. You must do this often at home. You were just pretending to fool me on the train."
Ya-ting blushed and 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. Ya-ting immediately let out a "humph" and leaned back in her seat like her sister Ya-hui. I pulled out my tired right hand and let Ya-hui stroke my testicles. Ya-ting and Ya-hui served my penis from both sides. The clever Ya-hui occasionally explored my inner thighs and cleft. My right hand wasn't idle either; it wrapped around Ya-hui's waist and inserted itself 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 my hands, simultaneously grabbing Ya-ting and Ya-hui's nipples, pulling and stretching them up, down, left, and right, while simultaneously squeezing and kneading their full breasts into various shapes, kneading them incessantly. They also kept switching between my penis and scrotum. Their passion grew stronger, their breathing and moans louder, their bodies weak and limp, slowly leaning against me.

The allure of women who forget shame and open their hearts 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 street prostitutes. Are all women really like this? Desire overwhelmed everything? The people in the theater didn't notice any of this; they were all immersed in their own little worlds. We were enjoying ourselves to the fullest. I positioned the two of them in various ways, 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 simultaneously, thrusting and rotating; sometimes I would pull my hands out and grab their breasts to play with; other times I would have them take turns, playing with their front and back at the same time. With these various positions, their vaginas were overflowing with fluid, their genitals and buttocks were soaking wet, their underwear looked like it could be wrung out, and my hands were slippery too.

The two sisters, Ya-ting and Ya-hui, didn't even have the strength to scream anymore, just wriggling in my arms. My climax reached its peak, and I quickly turned to the side, lifted Ya-ting's skirt, and ejaculated a stream of hot semen onto her thighs. I smeared the sticky liquid on my hands onto their thighs. We were both still savoring the afterglow of our passion, no one speaking, only the movie music lingering in the hall.
Walking along the neon-lit street, everyone seemed 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 walk back felt incredibly long; I don't know how long it took before we reached the door. I wanted to go in, but Ya-ting stopped me, whispering, "We're going to take a shower. You should go back and shower too."

After showering, I checked the time—it was already 10 pm. 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 radiant faces looked somewhat alluring in the dim light, water droplets still clinging to their fair skin after their shower. The two sat down on the sofa. Before I could speak, Ya-ting said to me, "Eddie, do you think we're a bit lewd?"

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

Ya-ting paused and said shyly, "There are many young girls from our area who go out and live very glamorous lives, sending money back frequently. Everyone envies them. Actually, we all know what they do. Before we came out this time, we also looked into it with them, and we had this plan in mind."

For a moment, we were both silent.

After a long silence, Ya-ting seemed to have made up her mind and said, "Eddie, we're finally meant to be. 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 saying that. A wave of emotion washed over me. I walked over and sat down between them, putting my arms around them and saying, "I will never look down on you. On the contrary, I admire you both. No matter what the reason, your courage to venture out is admirable. Everyone has a hard time in this society, and 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 Ya-ting'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 hands, pulling down her panties. A woman's curvaceous body was revealed before me. I put my arms around her delicate waist and gave her a passionate kiss. Then I turned around and started to undress my sister. Ya-ting wrapped her arms around my waist from behind, her two breasts pressing tightly against my back. Enduring the intense stimulation, I quickly stripped my sister Ya-hui naked.

I led the two of them to the bed and sat down. Ya-ting gently took off my shirt, while Ya-hui kneaded my penis through my pants with one hand and caressed my strong shoulder with the other. My hands ravaged the sisters' chests. We were all finally naked, and it seemed like we didn't know what to do next. I thought for a moment, then pulled Ya Hui over and made her kneel at my feet. I held her head down and made her give me oral sex. Seeing that Ya Hui hesitated, I said to her, "Haven't you done this before? When you go out, you'll definitely encounter this kind of thing, and there are even more difficult ones. So I wanted to let you be prepared. If you think it's difficult, then you don't have to do it. I don't mean anything by it."

Ya Hui didn't hesitate any longer. She grasped my penis, opened her mouth, and took it in. My penis felt like it was being enveloped by a narrow cavity, with her slender tongue gently circling around it. Her clumsy movements were incredibly stimulating. I slowly thrust in and out, gradually entering Ya Hui's throat, while she kept sucking. Looking at Ya Ting sitting idly beside me, I grabbed her and made her arch her back. Ya Ting's cleft was deep, and her round buttocks were clenched tightly, so you couldn't see anything from behind. I patted those two mounds of flesh and made her spread her legs, revealing her thick labia and brown anus. They were covered in water stains from the shower. My fingers kept sliding over her labia, sometimes poking at the clitoris, sometimes thrusting in and out. Soon my hands were covered in her juices, and drops of her juices dripped onto the snow-white sheets. After a short while, I withdrew my fingers and rubbed them around her anus with my fingertips, which were covered in her vaginal

fluid. Ya-ting was a little scared and tried to move away, but I grabbed her thigh with my left hand to stop her from moving. I said to Ya-ting, "Sister Ting, don't be afraid, it's nothing, I'll be very gentle." After saying that, I inserted my fingers into Ya-ting's anus. Because there was a lot of fluid, she didn't feel any pain, but her nervousness made her clamp my fingers tightly. I kept circling and exploring her virgin anus, slowly until I was completely inside her.

The two women groaned loudly. My penis grew bigger and bigger, and I almost ejaculated into Ya-hui's mouth. I quickly withdrew my penis and inserted it into Ya-ting's vagina from behind. As soon as I inserted it, I started thrusting wildly. I pulled Ya-hui up with my left hand and made her hug my waist from behind. Her smooth breasts pressed against my back, and my desire was further aroused. The sound of my hips hitting my legs was loud and clear. Because I had seen it once in the movie theater, I still had plenty of stamina.

The position behind my back caused me to frequently slip out of the barrel. After a few times, I changed direction, gripping my penis with my right hand and sliding the glans against Ya-ting's anus. My left hand held her slender waist, and with a little force, the glans slid into her anus. Ya-ting gasped loudly, her tight cavity gripping my penis so tightly that it couldn't move. I patted her buttocks gently to help her relax, and finally, my penis was fully inserted into her anus. Slowly, Ya-ting got used to it, and I started thrusting. The anus and vagina were truly incomparable; the tightness was incredible. My penis slapped her plump buttocks, and I pulled it out and lay down, letting Ya-ting ride on top of me. My penis pierced her vagina from below, and at the same time, I pulled Ya-hui over and made her ride on my chest. I spread her buttocks apart with my hands, and my right middle finger immediately pierced into her hole. As soon as it entered, I vigorously stirred it, hooking and thrusting left and right. Ya-hui writhed her buttocks wantonly. This little beauty was really wanton.

Ya Hui below was also moving up and down. This position made it easiest to penetrate. The thick glans of my penis reached Ya Hui's cervix, and a soft mass of flesh rubbed against it. Ya Ting also cried out in a wanton voice. Each insertion hit the tender flesh, and Ya Ting was so stimulated that she couldn't bear it. She raised her buttocks and hesitated to put them down. I slapped her buttocks hard, and she couldn't help but fall down heavily. My penis penetrated to her deepest point, and she let out a loud howl.

Watching the buttocks in front of me swaying lasciviously, I withdrew my finger and directly inserted it into the brown anus. Ya Hui also let out a scream. Her clenched buttocks tried to escape upwards, but I held them firmly. After she got used to it for a while, I began to move my finger in and out. A torrent of lustful fluids soaked my chest. Through the rise and fall of her buttocks, I saw Ya-ting'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 and numbness through my lower back. I switched Ya-ting and Ya-hui's positions, my penis penetrating Ya-hui's vagina. I pulled Ya-ting's hair, making her lean over me, biting and sucking on her swollen, purple nipples. I thrust and pumped relentlessly, my mouth frantically biting at her breasts. The exertion left them somewhat exhausted. After a while, Ya-hui collapsed limply onto the bed.

I pulled Ya-ting up and made her kneel on the bed, wrapping my legs around her slender waist. I made her cup her breasts with her hands and start a breastjob. My thick, dark glans appeared and disappeared between her breasts, and the soft flesh rubbed against my penis, giving me immense pleasure. I pulled Ya-hui's legs over and made her join Ya-ting, pressing her head down so she could suck on my glans as it moved in and out of her snow-white flesh. At this moment, Ya-ting and Ya-hui were using their breasts and mouths to service my penis, their sweat and saliva making it incredibly wet. After a short rest, I had them stacked on top of each other and inserted my penis into Ya-ting's hole to begin a new round of thrusting. My penis moved in and out of all four holes in turn, making them moan incessantly. Ya-hui's anus tightened even more, and the thick glans stretched 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, indulging in the passion of life, letting the fire of desire burn in their hearts.

The final moment finally arrived. I made the two kneel by the bed, and penetrated Ya-ting from behind, taking turns attacking them. Finally, I focused solely on Ya-ting's honey hole, while pulling Ya-ting close and pressing her against her sister's buttocks. After a while, I withdrew my penis and inserted it into Ya-hui's mouth, alternating between the sisters' vaginas and mouths. Waves of tingling and numbness kept coming. I suppressed my urge and pulled out, then forcefully shoved it into Ya-ting's anus, using all my strength to thrust all the way in, my abdomen pressing heavily against her buttocks, and violently ejaculated. I also collapsed wearily onto Ya-ting's back, only withdrawing after a long time. The semen gushing from my anus splashed onto Ya-hui's lips, the lewd scene piercing my heart. I wiped my penis clean on Ya-hui's limp face and collapsed onto the bed, unable to move.

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