Sister's underwear

(I)
It's already two o'clock, and my sister still hasn't come home. She sometimes comes home late, but tonight is the latest she's ever been. She must be on a date.
But where would she be on a date at this hour?
I went to the back balcony, lit a cigarette, and admired the clothes rack. The circular rack was hung with my sister's underwear. Each piece of clothing was in the same color family, but the bras and panties in each family had different materials and weaves. Pure white was silk, pink was cotton lace, light brown was silk openwork, orange was also silk, black…
When did my sister get this series of black underwear? This wasn't the same black underwear she used before. I'll use this series!
Trembling, I took down the black bra and panties and excitedly entered my sister's bedroom, ready to molest my beautiful sister's black underwear.
The 36-inch D-cup was embroidered with white patterns. I buried my face in the cups, deeply inhaling my sister's scent.
My sister has such a perfect figure and such a pure and beautiful face, how could she wear so many different colors of underwear, especially this black underwear that I've never seen or worn before, it looks so lewd...
I hung the black panties embroidered with the same white pattern on my erect penis, rubbed them a few times, then took off my own clothes, took out the dress my sister wore yesterday from the closet, and put it on.
In the closet mirror, I was wearing my sister's white dress, the sheer mini skirt was lifted by my erect penis, there was a protrusion in the center, and I could see the black panties hanging on my penis moving.
Although my sister is 174 cm taller than me, my unsightly leg hair was still showing under the mini skirt. I opened the drawer, picked up a pair of stockings, and put them on to cover my leg hair. I lifted the skirt from behind and stroked my stockinged buttocks, imagining that I was now touching my sister's body, while reaching under the skirt to grasp my erect penis and stroke it back and forth.
Does that old bald guy also grope my sister like that? Does my sister let him take liberties with her like that? I'm so jealous of my sister's boyfriend. Sometimes my sister brings that bald guy, who's more than ten years older than her, to my house, and he even stays in my sister's room for a long time. Suddenly, I felt a surge of inexplicable anger.
I lay on my sister's bed, comforting my throbbing penis, one hand constantly rubbing my face with a black bra, the cups tightly covering my nose.
If only my beautiful sister were the one I was caressing right now. Letting her full breasts be kneaded in my palms, my thick penis thrusting inside her body, her slender waist swaying...
"Sister... let me fuck you..." I masturbated under my sister's panties until this point, then I got up and put the black thong with white patterns over my head, then used the cups of the black bra to cover my penis, the other cup rubbing against the glans.
"Ah..." I finally ejaculated.
Watching the semen spurt out powerfully, the milky white fluid shooting into the bra cups in gushes. My sister's black D-cup was filled with my white semen.
(II)
Zhiqing is my distant cousin, and I've always called her "sister" since I was little. Later, she went to Taipei to study and lived alone. After she graduated from university, I also went to Taipei to study and lived with her. Whenever my sister wasn't home, I would always go to her room and pick up her underwear to play with.
That afternoon, I skipped class and went home. When I entered the entrance hall, I was shocked to see a pair of men's leather shoes. It must be that old bald monk again.
On a whim, I went around to the window of the back balcony to peep at what he and my sister were doing in the room. I wish I hadn't looked. As soon as I leaned over the window, I heard my sister make a muffled moan like a Japanese actress. Looking through the gap in the curtains, I saw my sister standing on the edge of the bed, her hands trembling as she pressed her hands against a bald head. The bald head was making a "sucking" sound under her mini skirt, and it looked like it was sucking on my sister's vagina.
That damned bald man! Seeing this scene shocked and angered me. How could my sister do such a thing with that bald old man? The bald man
held my sister's buttocks with both hands, licking her vulva. Her stockings and yellow silk panties had been pulled down to her ankles, and her light green suit jacket
had been peeled open, revealing her beautifully curved shoulders. Her pert breasts were still covered by a yellow bra that was about to slip off. "Hmm...hmm...oh...hmm," my sister whispered with her eyes closed. Her long, soft hair flowed freely, and her pretty face was flushed pink. No one could tell that my innocent sister was behaving lewdly.
"Oh...oh...don't go in...your tongue..."
Hearing my sister's soft pleas, the despicable bald man chuckled and tightened his grip on her buttocks, thrusting hard.
"Hmm...hmm...I can't take it...oh..."
My sister's brows furrowed, her expression tense.
"Oh...no...don't do this...hmm...I can't take it...I can't take it anymore...oh...gaaah..."
With a long sigh, the older sister slumped softly towards the bald man, her long hair obscuring her face as she climaxed. The innocent older sister was actually standing with her legs spread, being licked to orgasm by that old bald man. The bald man quickly supported her body, lewdly grinning as he freed one hand to put two fingers in his mouth.
The older sister, supported by the bald man's waist, panted with her hands on his shoulders. Suddenly, the bald man straightened his two fingers and swiftly thrust them into the older sister's lower body...
"Gaaah...it hurts..."
The sudden attack caused the older sister, with her disheveled hair, to straighten her back, her yellow bra falling to the floor.
I stared wide-eyed at the older sister's high, firm breasts, their full, alluring curves, the nipples blooming with two trembling red grapes.
The bald man then cruelly rotated his palm back and forth, as if he were tightening a screw. I saw my sister's face contorted in pain, her long legs trembling, her fingers gripping the bald man's shoulders.
"Hehehe..." the bald man chuckled lewdly.
Seeing him so cruelly abusing my sister, I desperately wanted to rush into the house to save her. Just then, a large amount of clear fluid gushed from between the bald man's fingers—my sister's vaginal fluid.
"Only I can unleash your desires!"
The fluid gushed out like a spring, dripping from the bald man's palms onto the floor like honey.
The bald man's words surprised me. Was my innocent sister a wanton woman?
The bald man's fingers began to move up and down, and my sister lifted her right leg, stepping on the bald man's shoulder so he could thrust forcefully, her face turned towards the ceiling as she softly moaned.
"See! Your cunt is so tight!"
A squelching sound came from under her mini-skirt. Sometimes the bald man would insert his fingers all the way to the base, twist a few times, and then continue thrusting; sometimes it seemed like he was digging into my sister's vagina, and sometimes it seemed like he was stirring.
My sister's buttocks, clad in a mini-skirt, trembled with the bald man's movements. After several minutes of his fingers relentlessly kneading her genitals, she let out a soft "gaa" and collapsed, straddling his left shoulder to rest.
I saw her ivory-white, full breasts softly pressed against his head. Then, he pulled out his penis, lifted her buttocks, and inserted his thick, short penis into her.
The bald man was having sex with my sister while standing, her legs wrapped around his waist, crawling on top of him as he thrust into her.
Because of her height, her breasts swayed on his head. Her skirt, lifted high, revealed her white, wide, round buttocks, and she uttered seemingly pitiful moans. Her juices dripped continuously from her buttocks. Inside the room, the bald man was vigorously thrusting into my sister, his long, lustrous hair swaying with elasticity.
The bald man walked towards me while he was having sex with her. I was startled, thinking I had been caught peeping, and quickly hid under the windowsill.
A few seconds later, I could still hear my sister moaning, as if she were right next to my ear, and I could also smell her perfume.
I hesitated for a moment, then looked up. I saw the bald man had my sister dangling from the curtain rod like a pull-up bar, while he gripped her buttocks tightly and thrust into her.
I saw ten fingers digging deep into my sister's plump, white buttocks, pinching them. With a flick of his tongue, I could have licked the pure, beautiful woman I admired, but now I could only watch helplessly as the old bald man raped and ravaged her.
The bald man was raping my sister right in front of me, his ugly penis ravaging her vagina. The penis, still thrusting, was covered in my sister's vaginal fluids, and her full, tender vagina was constantly being drained of fresh fluids by the penetrating penis, dripping onto the windowsill.
"Ah...ah...ah...ah...so good...ah...ah...ah...ah..."
Hearing my pure sister moan so wantonly filled me with immense sorrow. In this state of grief and indignation, I unexpectedly experienced a contradictory sexual excitement. Under the windowsill, I pulled out my inexplicably hard penis and masturbated while watching my sister being raped by the bald man.
"Ah...ah...oh...I'm going to cum...I'm cumming...oh...gaa...gaa..."
My sister cried out twice, and the bald man stopped. My sister lay limply on his body again, her vagina, tightly joined to his penis, squeezing out a bunch of white semen mixed with vaginal fluid. My semen also impulsively shot onto the windowsill.
(III)
For the next week, I was filled with righteous indignation every day, my mind filled with the image of my sister being raped by the bald man. I couldn't concentrate on my classes and even got into a group fight with my classmates.
On the day after the fight, a beautiful woman and I had sexual contact.
That day, I squeezed onto the bus home, intending to go back and change my torn t-shirt.
Normally, passengers on buses face the window to avoid face-to-face contact, but to my right and slightly in front of me was a young woman draped in a black veil, facing the other passengers. She smelled the same perfume my sister wore the day she was raped. The scent filled me with a strange sadness, and my penis involuntarily hardened.
I squeezed closer to her, stealing glances. I felt she and my sister were two different types of beauty. My sister had an innocent air, while she was a mature beauty. Her long, curly hair cascaded over her suit, and her diamond-shaped lips were stained with luscious red lipstick. I moved even closer.
Then, more passengers squeezed onto the bus, pressing me against her body.
She carried a cuggi bag on her right shoulder, and the back of her right hand, which was holding the bag, was pressed against my crotch. I inhaled her fragrance, and my right leg was pressed against her groin. The soft touch of this mature beauty stirred within me. This strange stimulation caused my penis to swell rapidly. She sensed my physical change, glanced at me, and then casually squeezed back into the crowd of passengers.
This seemed to encourage me to violate her, so I unceremoniously pressed my swollen lower body heavily against her hand. My right leg unconsciously slipped between hers, my thigh rubbing against her hot genitals. She remained in the same position, letting me press against her. Just as
I was enjoying myself, she unexpectedly grabbed my penis with her other hand, gently stroking it with the swaying of the train.
How could this be? My penis was incredibly hard, and my legs trembled from the intense stimulation.
She glanced at me seductively, a smile playing on her lips, and pulled down my zipper, her hand slipping inside my pants to directly grasp my penis. Having never been with a woman before, I couldn't even imagine such an encounter. Her
slender fingers rubbed the head of my penis, while her shaft was being held and stroked. Blinded by lust, I reached up and lifted her skirt, touching her genitals. After touching her a few times through her stockings, I slipped my hand inside her panties and started groping her.
It was the first time in my life I'd ever touched a woman's genitals; the soft, damp feel excited me immensely. She slowly leaned closer to me, her soft breasts pressed against my arm, her legs automatically parting. I impatiently fiddled with her tender vulva, trying to insert my fingers.
After a while, I only felt the soft flesh, unable to find the entrance. In my haste, I disregarded whether this unfamiliar, beautiful woman would feel pain, and forcefully pressed my middle finger into the tender flesh.
"Oh…" she cried out softly.
Like breaking tofu, her soft vulva suddenly cracked open under my pressure, and a torrent of fluid gushed forth. My finger, inexplicably, squeezed into her vulva, soaking in the warm, moist water. My finger dug and prodded at the entrance, wondering if this was what a woman's vagina was like. Having never
touched a woman's body like this before, to go deeper, I straightened my middle finger and forcefully inserted it into her.
"Ah...ah..."
I couldn't tell if she was in pain or pleasure; she just frowned and trembled slightly. I felt my fingers being tightly enveloped by a warm, tender flesh, as if I hadn't penetrated all the way in, so I pushed harder.
"Ah...oh..."
I touched a slippery, slightly hard object. It must be her uterus, I thought, finally touching the deepest part of a woman.
At this moment, her upper body slumped weakly against my chest, softly uttering a series of moans. Her breasts pressed against my arm and chest, writhing, making me unbearably itchy. Her hand also quickened its pace on my penis, the glans being held and rubbed in her soft palm.
She turned her face to the side, resting her head on my shoulder, her fragrant hair brushing against my ear. I couldn't help but lower my head and bury it in her fragrant hair, my fingers going in and out of her vagina, while my other hand touched her buttocks. She wrapped her arms around my waist, leaning on my shoulder and panting softly.
My penis, held in her soft palm, was as hard as it could be. Finally, my legs trembling, I ejaculated into the palm of this strange yet beautiful woman.
At that moment, my left fingers dug deep into her buttocks, while my right fingers pressed tightly against her cervix, thrusting so hard that she opened her mouth and bit my shoulder, moaning softly:
'mmmmmmmmm…mmm…m…'

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