Where did my sister go? (01-02)

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(1) It's been five or six years since my sister and I had this incident. Over the years, I've had a hard time calming down. Recently, I learned some things that I didn't know before. The causes and consequences of many things have finally come together. My complicated feelings have stirred up waves again. Where is my sister now? Where is she? I have no idea. Sister, are you alright? I loved you, hated you, and misunderstood you, but now I don't know how I feel. The past is still vivid in my mind. I just want to write down my experiences and express them. I am 27 now. I am from the South, but I grew up in the North. I am short and thin, about 165 cm tall, and my appearance is average, so I have no luck with women in the North. My family is not wealthy either. When I graduated from university, I was basically still a virgin. Actually, I had sex with two women, but it was never completely successful. I would go soft after a while because the women were of very poor quality. So at that time, I was only half a virgin. After graduation, I went abroad. When I got off the plane, it was midnight, and no one picked me up. To save money, I handled the procedures myself and did not use an agency. By the time I finally arrived in that city, it was the afternoon of the second day. I went to the school to complete the formalities. Since I didn't have a girlfriend, I focused on my studies, and my grades were pretty good. It wasn't a big problem for me to have language skills since it was my first time abroad, and the formalities went smoothly that day. I got my dorm key. By the time I dragged my two large suitcases to the dorm, I was exhausted. The door was very heavy, and I was struggling when two Chinese girls came back, one tall and one short. They helped me in. They were very welcoming and asked which room I was in. I told them my room number. What a coincidence! It turned out they lived upstairs from me. That's when my connection with these two girls began. I was stunned when I first saw them; they were both very beautiful. The taller girl was probably over 170cm, not very thin, and a bit plump. The shorter girl was about 160cm, quite thin, but even in high heels, she was still a bit taller than me. Because I had never been popular with women before, I had no confidence in this area. Seeing these two beauties, I was a little flustered and reserved. The shorter girl was very outgoing; she did all the talking, and her gaze was completely unreserved, perhaps because she saw me as a child. The taller girl was relatively quiet, not saying much. She had a very good demeanor, and my first impression was even somewhat aloof. The taller girl was the one who later became my "older sister"—I'll call her "older sister" for convenience. I don't know what to call the other girl; she was a few years older than my "older sister" and already married. I also called her "older sister" then, but I'll call her "auntie" here. They helped me push my luggage to my room, which was like a dormitory apartment with two rooms. They told me I was the only one living there because the other room had been burned down by the previous occupant. They said it was also a Chinese person; the person had left the electric cooker in the room to make soup, went out, and when they came back, it was all burned. Almost everyone in the building knew about it. It was uninhabitable; there was a burnt smell in the room. They said the student had been reported by the school. They warned me to be careful. I'm not very sociable, so I felt comfortable living alone. After seeing me inside, they left. My aunt said to come upstairs if I needed anything; they were in the same room on the floor above mine. It was evening, and I made myself a packet of instant noodles I'd brought, then turned on my computer to contact my family. Back then, smartphones and mobile internet weren't very common; people mostly used computers to send messages on QQ. I didn't know how to connect to the internet, so after hesitating for a moment, I went upstairs to ask them. My aunt opened the door. I asked her, and she said she didn't really know either; my older sister had set it up for her. But my sister was taking a shower, and I could hear noises from the bathroom. My aunt said they had to go out that evening. Then she told me to use her computer to log in and let the family know I was safe. So I went into her room. I found a double bed with several clothes on it. There were also several pairs of high heels on the floor; she was probably choosing what to wear. She logged out of her QQ account and told me to do it myself. She was very cheerful; as I sent messages on QQ, she chatted with me, asking about my situation, which I explained. Then she briefly introduced their situations: My older sister is seven or eight years older than me and is studying for her master's degree here; she's been here for quite a few years. My aunt is two or three years older than my sister; she's an exchange student and has been here for a year, though six months had already passed by then. She was married and had worked in China before quitting her job to study here. She mentioned what kind of program it was, but I didn't remember. That's not the point. Just then, my sister came out of the bathroom. I caught a glimpse of her; she was only wrapped in a towel and walking towards her room, which was right below hers. My aunt said to her, "XXX is here. Put some clothes on."
My sister asked, "What's up?" My aunt said, "He's sending a QQ message home; he doesn't know how to connect to the internet. Can you help him set it up when he gets back?"
My sister said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow." My aunt said, "Don't wear high heels today, or you won't be able to see me." My sister said, "Then I'll wear flats." My aunt said, "Just kidding, go ahead and wear them, it's so you can stand out." Then she came back and said to me, "Okay, I'm going to take a shower. I'll fix you tomorrow." So I said goodbye and left. I was quite happy at the time. After so many years of not having any luck with women, suddenly being looked after by two beautiful women made me feel quite good. I thought it might be because I was abroad, and my compatriots would take care of me. In short, it felt much better than back home. Back home, even two such beautiful women wouldn't bother with me; they were too materialistic and opportunistic. My first day abroad was really happy. After returning home, it was past 8 pm, but I was too tired, so I went to bed and fell asleep immediately. When I woke up, I looked at the clock and it was 10:30 pm. I was covered in sweat. It was summer, and I had the window closed, and I woke up because of the heat. There was no air conditioning here. I opened the window wide and went back to sleep. But I didn't sleep soundly, probably because I was tired, and I kept having dreams. It was also because I wasn't used to the new environment. I couldn't fall back asleep around 2 AM, so I smoked by the window. Then I heard the sound of high heels walking in my sister's room upstairs, thinking they were back. Then I heard the upstairs window open, and I heard my aunt's voice: "I'll have a smoke first, I drank too much today. You're really something, drinking so much and still driving." Then a man's voice: "This little bit of alcohol is nothing, I'll have one too." Then my aunt's voice: "MM (sister's name), want one too?" Then I heard my sister's voice from inside the room, but I couldn't hear clearly, probably saying no, she needed to go to the bathroom. My aunt said, "Are you alright?... Oh, it's normal to be a little dizzy." After that, I heard my aunt and the man chatting through the window for a few more minutes about how good the alcohol was. A little while later, my aunt said, "MM's back, I'm going to sleep now, you two chat." Then I heard the window close. I could hear my aunt walking back to her room. The building isn't very soundproof; the footsteps upstairs are very clear. That afternoon, as soon as I entered, I could hear them opening and closing doors and walking around upstairs. It wasn't clear during the day, but it was very clear at night, and it was the sound of high heels. They live on the top floor, so they probably didn't notice, otherwise I guess they would have been quieter. I've always disliked women wearing high heels because I'm short. Of course, that's an unreasonable request, just my opinion. I also like watching Japanese loli-type porn. At the time, I thought the man was probably my sister's boyfriend. They went out today, and he drove them back. My aunt went to sleep, and the man stayed in my sister's room to sleep. I was thinking this when I heard the sound of the bed shaking upstairs, and I vaguely heard my sister moaning. Under these circumstances, I felt aroused and wanted to masturbate. I was just about to turn on my computer. Then I heard the upstairs window open again, and the man lit a cigarette in the window and said breathlessly, "Damn, how come your pussy is so tight? I've never ejaculated in two minutes. This is the first time I've met such a tight pussy..." At this time, I realized that they didn't know each other and it was their first time. I started to feel disgusted with this woman. The man said again, "You didn't get any pleasure, did you?" The woman said, "What do you think? You made me feel good in two minutes?" The man chuckled and said, "Sorry, I'll do it again right away." Then I heard the man start to moan, which must have been the woman giving him oral sex. After that, I heard the man close the window, and after a while, I heard the sound of the bed. I didn't want to listen anymore, and I cursed her as a slut in my mind. I am a typical conservative Eastern man (at that time), and I don't like women who are proactive and open. I also don't like tall girls. I always think that women should be short and thin. Of course, this is also my unreasonable demand. But I didn't expect that I would later fall at her feet. (2) I slept for a while, and got up very early the next day because of jet lag. After getting up, I had nothing to do and didn't know how to go online. So I went downstairs and walked around the neighborhood to familiarize myself with the environment. I bought some things at the supermarket next door. I couldn't hear my sister upstairs anymore when I woke up in the morning; she was probably still asleep. The birds were chirping loudly in the morning, so I probably couldn't hear anything upstairs either. I wanted to get online as soon as possible, but I had to wait for my sister to get up. I waited until almost noon before I heard the upstairs window open, and it sounded like a man was smoking in the window again. My sister must have gotten up, but it wasn't appropriate to go up now. So I waited until the afternoon. Around 2 PM, I figured the man must have left, so I took some snacks I had brought from my luggage and went upstairs. As I walked up the stairs, I saw a middle-aged man coming down from upstairs. He looked to be over 45, only slightly taller than me, a bit overweight, and clearly a boss or someone from the underworld. He was humming a tune and swinging his car keys. He came down to my floor to take the elevator (there's no elevator on the top floor; it only goes up to my floor). I went upstairs and knocked on my sister's door. I immediately heard my aunt's voice: "Why are you back again?" My aunt opened the door, saw me, and paused for a moment before saying, "Oh, it's you." At that moment, I realized that the man I had just encountered was the same man my sister had slept with that morning. I was also wondering why my sister would sleep with a man like that. He was alright-looking, but only slightly taller than me and much shorter than my sister. He looked about 20 years older than her. Could he be the so-called "sugar daddy"? But it was their first time together, and I didn't understand at the time. So I guessed my sister was after money, and looked down on him. My aunt saw what I was holding and said, "Is this a gift for us?" I said, "Yes, thank you for your help." She took it without ceremony and then asked what I needed. I said I wanted my sister to help me go online. She then remembered what happened yesterday. Then she called to my sister, "Mom, go get it for him." I went into the room and saw my sister had just finished washing the dishes. My sister said, "Wait a minute, I'll go put on some clothes." She was wearing a dress, and when she came out of the room, the dress hadn't changed, so I guessed she wasn't wearing underwear, and her bra was definitely not on; I could vaguely see it. Her breasts were probably between a B and a C cup, quite firm and not sagging. Although I despised her promiscuity, I had to admit she was goddess-like. Standing next to me, she was more than half a head taller, aloof, and didn't talk much. There was a sense of unattainable allure about her. So I was even more puzzled as to why she slept with that short, old man, almost her father's age. But my male desires still couldn't help but steal glances at her; she was indeed beautiful. My sister and I went downstairs and quickly set up the computer. She said, "The school gave you a manual on how to access the internet; you must have it." I said, "Oh, I don't know; I didn't read the things they gave me carefully." After setting it up, I asked for my sister's QQ number, and then I asked my aunt's QQ number. My sister said she couldn't remember it and told me to ask her myself. So I went back upstairs with her. When I entered their room, my aunt was eating my snacks. She said to my sister, "You should eat some too, it tastes so good."
Then she asked me, "You're here again?" I said I wanted her QQ number. We chatted for a while, then my sister said she was tired and went back to her room. My aunt and I chatted for a bit longer. My aunt was very cheerful, laughing and talking without any inhibitions. She asked me, "You don't have a girlfriend, right?" I said, "How did you know?" She said, "You just arrived yesterday, and you only used QQ for family, not anyone else, so I think you don't have a girlfriend. Right?" I have to admit she's a very shrewd woman. I admitted I didn't. She said, "Sister, I'm very good at judging people. You're not still a virgin, are you? Haha!" I was really embarrassed, being asked such a question after only knowing her for a day. I was embarrassed, my face must have turned red. My aunt said, "Haha, I was right, wasn't I? Wasn't I?" I felt her personality was almost exactly like Wang Xifeng's. This scene reminded me of the description of Wang Xifeng's entrance in "Dream of the Red Chamber." I stammered, "No." My aunt said, "Sister, I don't believe you." Then she shouted to my sister inside the room, "Did you hear that? You're almost there!"
I didn't understand what she was talking about. The older sister in the room said, "You make the arrangements. You're going to carry out your theory to the end." I really didn't understand what kind of coded language they were using. I got up to leave, feeling incredibly awkward. As I was leaving, I heard my aunt say to my sister, "Hurry up and get ready, AA is coming soon." It wasn't until much later that I learned AA was my sister's boyfriend. That night, I was very sleepy and woke up around 11 pm to go to the bathroom. Then I heard the bed shaking upstairs and my sister moaning. I thought to myself, tonight it must be AA. I couldn't hold it in after going to the bathroom. I turned on my computer and masturbated. I was fantasizing about the older sister upstairs. Although I disliked her at the time, I couldn't resist her beauty and charm. Watching porn, fantasizing about her, imagining her being fucked by a man upstairs, that's how I masturbated. After that, I started going to class. I didn't go upstairs to see them for over a month. Although I wanted to see beautiful women and chat with my aunt, I needed a reason to go upstairs; it wouldn't be appropriate without an excuse. For over a month, I often heard the older sister upstairs having sex, but I didn't know who she was with. One weekend evening, I was on the computer. Suddenly, I heard the sound of high heels upstairs; it must have been the two of them coming back from playing. Soon after, I heard loud sounds of them having sex, quite loud, and I could vaguely make out that this lasted for over an hour before it quieted down. Then I heard the sound of a window opening, and my aunt and sister lighting cigarettes at the upstairs window. I quietly peeked through the window and heard my aunt say, "How was it? Almost dead, huh?" My sister said, "I can't take it anymore. This is the first and last time. I'll die if I play with him again." Clearly, in the past hour, my sister and aunt had had a threesome with a man. I also heard my aunt say, "The guy I introduced was good, wasn't he? I wouldn't introduce you to someone of bad quality." This was also obvious; my aunt had slept with this man before and was now introducing him to my sister for sex. I was speechless. Chinese people are still conservative; I never expected them to become so promiscuous after going abroad. I originally thought my aunt was a good person, but it turns out she's like this too. While they were talking, I heard a man speaking a foreign language inside the room. I couldn't hear him clearly, but my aunt replied in a foreign language, "You don't need to understand, it's a woman's secret." I guess the man was asking, "What are you talking about? I don't understand." This man must be a foreigner. I started to feel disgusted with the two of them. But my real feeling was pity for them. Why were two such beautiful and elegant goddesses so promiscuous? I didn't understand. It was like pity for beautiful women who made pornographic films. Then one day, I went upstairs to find them, to ask them something—I forget what. My aunt opened the door; her room was close to the door. I went in and saw a man inside, looking like a student, about the same age as my aunt, and not very tall, about my height. My aunt said to him, "Looking for me." Then she led me into her room. She said to me, "This is MM's boyfriend, he's very jealous. That's why I said you looked for me. What do you want?" I forget what it was. After the matter was resolved, I talked to her again. I asked, "Does MM have many boyfriends?" As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized I'd said the wrong thing. Sure enough, my aunt asked, "How did you know?" I could actually hear the sounds from upstairs, but I couldn't say that. So I said, "I guessed. I think she's so pretty, she must have a lot of men chasing after her." My aunt didn't press further; instead, she changed the subject, asking, "Do you also want to pursue MM?"
I quickly said, "No, no, she's so tall and I'm so short. I don't dare to think about it." My aunt said, "You don't know, MM likes guys shorter than her. Her boyfriend is about your height, shorter than her. How about I play matchmaker for you?" I said, "Don't joke around, she already has a boyfriend, doesn't she?" My aunt waved her hand and said, "Tch, you don't understand." Then I think I left. That night, I heard the sounds of MM having sex upstairs again, this time with her boyfriend who was shorter than her. In the days that followed, I was busy with classes and met many classmates. Once, during a meal, a male classmate said, "You guys know MM, right? I've slept with her."
I knew he was talking about MM. He said, "Her pussy is so tight, it feels amazing! She has a mole somewhere, a sure sign of a slut." Someone asked him, "How many times have you slept with her?" He said, "Just one night, four times, then she stopped talking to me, but one night was incredibly satisfying, it was worth it."
Although I disliked my sister's promiscuous behavior, I hated this guy's actions even more. How could he say that? Even if you slept with her, you can't brag about it. Later, I heard more about my sister from other people. [To be continued] Night Starry Night Gold Coins +8 Reposted and shared, a red envelope is offered!

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