My lewd sister, Ashan

[My Lustful Sister Ashan] [The End]
There are two kinds of women in this world: one kind is born to be loved, and the other kind is born to be penetrated. The latter kind of woman has a charming little hole, a red, slutty little hole that flows with water, sings, swallows and spits, and sucks cock, just so that men's cocks can penetrate it, fuck it hard, fuck it until its labia are burning hot, its juices are flowing freely, fuck it until its vaginal muscles are turned inside out, its uterus trembles wildly, fuck it until it talks nonsense and foams at the mouth! You might as well think of this kind of woman as a hole, just fuck her as much as you want; they come to you to take you to a paradise of bliss.

Speaking of such a "hole," I have one in my family. Don't believe me? My sister Ashan is a born slut; her little cunt can't go a day without a cock! (Tell me, is it reasonable for me not to fuck her?) Now I'll tell you what happened between my sister Ashan and me since last spring. Spring is the season of rejuvenation, and also the season of the birth of lust. In spring, I always find it harder to control my emotions, becoming sensitive, impulsive, and particularly susceptible to temptation. One afternoon last April, I took leave from school to go home because I wasn't feeling well, only to catch my sister, Ashan, having sex with a male classmate on the living room floor. I already knew Ashan, this little slut, had been with many men before, but to do it in our own living room was just too outrageous! Caught off guard, the male classmate awkwardly got off Ashan, put on his pants, and left. Ashan, on the other hand, seemed unfazed, slowly standing up, putting on her underwear, glancing at me, and then going back to her room.

I couldn't say whether I was angry or what, but my feelings were complicated and indescribable. Looking at the marks they left on the floor (sweat stains etched the shape of Ashan's buttocks, and some thick, translucent liquid, probably vaginal fluid), I couldn't help but think about Ashan's lewd appearance and moans during sex, and as I thought about it, I even had a physical reaction. To be honest, I was a little jealous of that guy. I also wanted to fuck Ah Shan's little cunt to my heart's content, but unfortunately, this little slut is my own sister. I couldn't possibly commit incest. I went back to my room to rest, but my mind just wouldn't calm down. A wicked thought kept popping up from some corner of my head.

Half an hour later, I went to the bathroom and found someone inside. Who else could it be? It must be Ah Shan. From the sound of running water, I guessed she was taking a shower. Good heavens, she didn't even close the door properly while showering! She doesn't treat me like a man at all! I just stood there at the bathroom door, neither leaving nor going in, my mind racing, as if I was thinking about something, yet also as if I wasn't thinking about anything at all. Then I heard Ah Shan's low moans coming from inside, seemingly struggling to escape from her throat, yet unable to conceal the passion and allure within them. I knew she must be masturbating. What a little slut! She just had sex with someone and wasn't satisfied, so she wanted to play with herself again! Since you're so thirsty, I might as well help you. Thinking this to myself, I unconsciously pushed the bathroom door open a crack. Through the widening gap, I could see a completely naked A-Shan with her eyes slightly closed, holding the showerhead and aiming it at her fully exposed genitals, letting the jet of water hit her most sensitive area. Her pubic hair swayed weakly in the rush of water, the glistening droplets shimmering white. My blood rushed to my head, and I felt a surge of intense desire, wanting to pounce on her and fuck her hard; my penis involuntarily hardened. Just then, A-Shan seemed to hear something, opened her eyes, and noticed me peeking at her from the bathroom doorway.

I was incredibly embarrassed, unsure whether to go in or back out, but she seemed unconcerned. She glanced at me with the same look she'd given me in the living room, then closed her eyes again and continued her actions. As if to further stimulate me, she even used her hands to spread her labia majora, exposing the bright red flesh inside, and washed it with the showerhead water. I swallowed hard, staring blankly at this scene straight out of a porn movie, completely stunned. Ashan opened her alluring eyes again, glancing at me with an air of undisguised provocation. Since my sister was seducing me like this, wouldn't I be ridiculed if I didn't do something? I pounced on her, grabbing her naked body, not caring that my clothes were soaking wet. My hands pressed against Ashan's full breasts, kneading them vigorously. Her breasts were so big, soft, and incredibly elastic; my entire palm couldn't cover them. Damn, they felt so good! Ashan didn't flinch or resist; instead, she pressed her wet body against me, thrusting her chest high in response to my caresses. Her two beautiful nipples were already engorged and erect, pressing hard against my palm. I gently pinched those tender little mounds between my fingers, applying slight pressure, and heard an exciting moan escape from deep within Ashan's throat. Suddenly, my lower body tightened; Ah Shan had actually grabbed my penis in her hand. She squeezed it tightly, just like I had with her nipples, making me incredibly excited. My other hand began to unceremoniously reach down and touch Ah Shan's tender vulva. First, I felt a clump of wet pubic hair on her plump mound, the fine strands intertwined into several small braids, covered in dewdrops.

Ah Shan had already thrown away the showerhead, opening her legs to let me explore her private parts freely. My fingers parted her already slightly open labia (oh, how plump those two tender fleshs were!), sliding a few times in the moist cleft, quickly finding the most sensitive clitoris. Because she had been masturbating, that magical little bead was already fully erect, and covered in vaginal fluid, wet and slippery, making it difficult to hold firmly. My fingers restlessly teased Ashan's clitoris, rhythmically squeezing and caressing her labia, arousing the little slut beyond control. Her body writhed wantonly against me, her vagina gushing with fluids, and she moaned incessantly, uttering words no one could understand. With her help, I quickly stripped naked as well. The two of us were entwined tightly together like two worms.

"Oh...oh..."

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