Chapter 1 The Slutty Sister

I am 20 years old and attend a private university.

Although I don't want to say that, I am indeed a very lewd girl.

Most of the time, I always think about sex.

I like to watch pornographic films and pornographic publications.

But what I like most is wearing a mini skirt, revealing my pink and slender legs, and going to the street to receive everyone's gaze.

Because I am quite beautiful, men often ask me for a chat. Although I am a lewd girl, I am not hungry. At least I must be a man with good looks before I consider playing with him. However, people who usually ask beautiful girls cannot be considered very handsome, but they are all very confident.

My first sexual experience was when I was in my first year of high school, when I attended a girls' school.

It is painful for me to have no man to seduce, and such high school life makes me think about sex all the time.

When I was going to and from school to and from school, people often deliberately ate my tofu, sometimes deliberately hit my chest, and sometimes sneaked my butt. I didn’t feel afraid or annoyed about these movements, but instead felt very excited.

So one day I suddenly had a whim and went to school without wearing under my school skirt.

In fact, it feels very good if you don’t wear underwear. It’s cool and you can feel like you can get in touch with nature directly.

Since my uniform is customized, the skirt is very short, and it is actually very dangerous not to wear underwear, and it is easy to be discovered by others. The uniforms on our school's upper body are the thinnest and most transparent shirts in Taipei City. Therefore, although my figure was a little immature than now, it was still the focus of passers-by.

When I was taking the bus that day, someone sneaked my butt, but because I was not wearing underwear, the hand touched my butt through the thin school skirt, which made me more excited than usual. I felt that my private parts seemed to be wet, but on the bus he was just touching, and he might not find that I was not wearing underwear, so he did not move further.

When I arrived at school, I couldn't help but go to the bathroom to masturbate first, and I quickly reached orgasm.

I didn't go home directly after school that afternoon. In order to enjoy more of the pleasure of not wearing underwear, I wandered around until I was almost no bus to take, and I reluctantly went home.

There is still a short distance from the bus stop sign to my house, but if you walk the alley, you can take a shortcut. I was scolded by my mother for fear of returning late, so I decided to take the shortcut that day....

But this decision made me raped by a strange man.

He threatened me not to scream with a knife, then took out a rope to wrap my hands behind and tied them, and began to knead my chest. My nipples immediately became hard due to this stimulation, and my private parts began to get wet. He put his hands deep into my skirt and found that I was not wearing underwear. He smiled happily and kissed my mouth. I didn't resist much. After enough caressing, he took out his already erect genitals and inserted them hard on my wet private parts. I almost fainted in pain and began to struggle, but because my hands were tied up,I couldn't resist too much, but instead made him more excited and thrust me more violently. This was the first time I could not withstand his rough behavior, screaming in pain, and I kept begging him. Although he pulled out, he turned my body back to him, and began to thrust in his back position. However, I felt that it was no longer as painful as I had just started to enjoy it. Looking at the dim street lights in the alley, I was raped by a strange man on the asphalt road and began to moan gradually. The man might not be able to stand my lewd screams and ejaculated quickly.

It feels so comfortable that I actually got a virgin.

He looked at the blood left from my private parts and said with satisfaction, and untied my rope, as if he didn't intend to steal my money or hurt me further. Since my top was not taken off, he just lifted his skirt up to me, so I didn't have to tidy up my clothes, I just took out the paper to wipe the blood, and ran home directly.

After I got home, I didn't mention anyone about my rape.

After that rape, I didn't wear underwear often. Except for the time I had menstruation, whether outside or at home, whether I was wearing skirts or pants, I probably didn't wear underwear. Later, after I started using tampons, my underwear was probably sealed in the drawer. Fortunately, my underwear was washed by myself and hung on the balcony outside my room, so my family did not find out. In the eyes of my family, I was just a well-behaved, ordinary-taught and beautiful girl.

As I matured, I looked more attractive. Even if my clothes were not very exposed, it was easy to make people excited. A passerby who met me once said: You can easily make people erect.

I think it may be because of my natural lewdness that every move is tempting.So, two or three months after my first rape, I was raped again.

This time it happened on Sunday afternoon, I was wearing a white thin-stringed vest, not wearing a bra inside, a long-sleeved thin shirt outside, a soft, ultra-short tight skirt with soft texture, strappy sandals under my feet, and of course, not wearing underwear.

I don’t wear stockings very often, on the one hand, because my skin is good, and my white and tender legs do not need to be decorated with stockings; on the other hand, because wearing stockings will greatly reduce the pleasure of not wearing underwear.

But later I also started trying to wear suspender stockings because it looked good.

My dressing, coupled with my natural beautiful face and well-proportioned figure, attracted the attention of many people. Whether it is a man or a woman, I had to look at me a few more times, which made me gradually excited and wanted to go to the dressing room to solve it. In the past, I often masturbated in the dressing room in department stores like this. However, this time when I was about to close the door of the dressing room, someone suddenly opened the door, squeezed in with me, and locked the door. And it turned out to be a man. When I couldn't react for a while, he had already covered my mouth and started taking off my shirt. He didn't bring any weapons and completely controlled my resistance with brute force. He was such a strong big guy.

He began to pull his hands deep between my legs and wanted to take off my underwear, but his hand touched my private parts directly and didn't touch anything like panties. He seemed surprised and felt a little overwhelmed.

I originally wanted to use my underwear to plug your mouth so that you wouldn't scream, but I didn't expect that you, a slutty girl, didn't wear underwear, so I had to do this.

He kissed me with his mouth and put his tongue into my lips. His tongue was very flexible and soon it made me weak all over and no longer resisted.

Yes... that's it. As long as you are obedient, I won't hurt you; but if you dare to scream, I will make you look good.

I had no choice but to nod.

He put me on the toilet seat and started taking off my vest and exposing my breasts. My breasts were not big, but they were very soft and very straight. When the nipples became hard and protruded, the curves of the whole breast were beautiful and quite attractive.

He licked my areola and nipples with his flexible tongue. My nipples were very sensitive and immediately hardened when stimulated by this. I gasped softly and closed my eyes to experience the stimulation from my chest. At this time, he began to wander between my thighs with his hands.

I reflexively clamped my legs, and he pushed my legs apart vigorously, pulled my skirt upwards to my waist, and then teased my place with my fingers. Soon after, my vaginal fluid was flooded, so he simply inserted his finger into my vagina and started playing with it slowly.

I felt comfortable with him and couldn't help but moan. Seeing that I was very involved, he licked my private parts with his tongue. I couldn't hold on, so I held his head with my hands.

He further entered my vagina with his tongue, and the sticky and comfortable feeling made me almost faint.

In this way, he kept fucking me with his mouth, and I could only moan lewdly.After a while, I actually reached orgasm and a lot of liquid flowed out of my private parts.

He took out his penis and asked me to hold it. I put the thing that had not yet been erect in my mouth. He grabbed my head and used the twist of his waist to thrust his penis in my little mouth. I felt the penis in my mouth gradually getting bigger and harder. Later, it stuffed my mouth full and could not continue to thrust.

He had to pull it out, and then I realized that his things were simply giants!

I started to feel a little scared and began to resist, but he quickly subdued me again, put my legs on his shoulders, and pushed his stuff against the opening of my vagina, probably because of the lubrication of the liquid from the climax just now, and I often masturbate, so although it was just a second sexual experience, his giant thing actually slid into my vagina smoothly.

Then he began to thrust back and forth at a regular rhythm. Although it was not fast, it was very strong. In addition, his penis was really big, so almost every stroke hit my heart. I was so painful and happy that I didn't care about being in the department store and started to scream loudly. Fortunately, there seemed to be no one in the dressing room.

After about ten minutes of work like this, he asked me to stand up and face the wall, leaned forward with my upper body and held the wall with my hands. Then he spread my legs apart and entered my body from behind. I couldn't help but twist my hips and waist to cater to his offensive, which made me more comfortable. This time he was fucking me with a quick thrust, and I actually got my second orgasm in this position.

However, he seemed to be unsatisfied. He hugged me in the air and wrapped my legs around his waist. He started to do it. While sucking and licking my breasts with his mouth, causing liquid to flow out of my private parts, and the ground was wet. I thought that if this continued, I didn't know when he would be fucked. I had to let him ejaculate quickly. So I kept twisting my waist and making extremely lewd moans. With an expression that was so fucked that he couldn't stand it, he thrustted hard for more than a dozen times, then pulled it out, and ejaculated a lot of hot semen on my face.

Few experiences that make it so comfortable... Are you still a student, slutty sister?

He took the toilet paper from the dressing room and wiped the semen from my face.

Well, I'm in my first year of high school this year.

So young, no wonder he is so tight, but he is not a virgin...

You won't want to kill me to silence you?

Haha, no, beauty, you are so lewd without underwear, how could I bear to kill you? I'll leave first.

So he quickly slipped out of the dressing room. After I finished tidying up my clothes, I walked out as if nothing had happened. I looked at my watch and found out that I had been fucked by him for more than an hour...

This is my second sexual experience. Strictly speaking, it cannot be considered rape because I didn't resist too much, but that's because I was too lewd. If it were someone else, I would have struggled desperately.

However, it is too unreasonable to say that such sexual experience is sex. I don’t even know who that person is, so I would rather use the word rape.

After that, I would be raped every once in a while, and the frequency would be getting higher and higher. One day, even in the morning, and at night I was raped by different people.

There is also the kind of rape that comes after a while, and then finds an opportunity to rape me.

But fortunately, these people left after they finished doing it, neither robbed my money nor spread the STD to me, and I was not pregnant either.

Of course, I did not call the police, nor did anyone know about me. Everyone still thought I was just a beautiful high school girl, and of course I was still a virgin before marriage.

Actually, I am very lewd. I like strangers to rape me, but I will not take the initiative to seduce others, because then there will be no pleasure of being raped.

I think being raped often is a kind of self-affirmation for me. It proves that I am an attractive woman. It makes people risk being arrested for committing rape and cannot fail to infringe on my attraction.