Girls who can't wear stockings

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Hello everyone, I'm Hoshino
Misa, I'm nineteen years old, 163cm tall, and my measurements are 87E-58-86. My friends all say I have a very attractive figure, hehe. Actually, having a big bust does bring a lot of troubles. For example, in the summer, I often attract the attention of men on the street, and their eyes are so lecherous… However, when it comes to figure, I still pale in comparison to my older sister. We lost our parents when we were young, so my sister and I have been relying on each other, and we have a very close relationship. Today is her big day because she's getting married! Her fiancé is a fitness coach named Kimura, but soon I'll be calling him my brother-in-law. He's a tall, handsome, and charming man, and I know he will definitely bring happiness to my sister. I'm so envious. "Misha, are you dressed yet? It's getting late,"

my sister urged me from outside the door. "Sorry, I'm almost done..."

I replied, but I felt a little conflicted. Today I was wearing a pale yellow silk slip dress, and for the sake of propriety, I had to wear pale yellow stockings. But a year ago, I was assaulted by a male classmate and threatened to become his sex toy. Every time we had sex, he would demand that I wear a short skirt and stockings. Since then, whenever I wear stockings, I am reminded of that memory, and my body naturally arouses. For the past year, I've been wearing pants, but today I'm my sister's bridesmaid; how can I wear pants on such an occasion? I gazed at the stockings before me, and with renewed determination, slowly rolled them up and slipped them onto my right leg.

Ah, that long-lost texture—the smooth, supple nylon stockings began to protect my beautiful legs. Actually, I never disliked wearing stockings before; I even quite liked them, because I'd seen my sister look incredibly sexy in them. Then I slipped the stockings onto my left leg, stood up, and pulled them up to cover my buttocks. Surprisingly, even after a year without wearing them, the action of putting on stockings was still perfectly natural.

I smoothed the stockings with my hands, making them even, and a scene from the past surfaced in my mind. A boy was caressing my thighs, occasionally pinching and sucking my breasts. Soon, he forcibly tore my stockings, and then something hot and hard pierced my private parts. Ignoring my resistance, he thrust in and out, shattering my reason. I gradually began to moan, my hips writhing to meet his thrusts. Finally, he cried out and ejaculated a large amount of semen into my uterus. "Mmm...ah...so good...ah...I'm going to come...I'm going to come...!!"

Without realizing it, I had slipped my hands inside my stockings and panties and started masturbating, involuntarily pressing my clitoris. "Misa, they're here, come out quickly."

The voice outside the door pulled me back from the pre-orgasmic pleasure. I was actually masturbating while recalling the moments of being raped?! I got out of bed, quickly got dressed, and put on a pair of white stilettos before heading out to greet the groom who was coming to steal the bride. The bridesmaids in the hall were all dressed to the nines, but my sister was the most beautiful. People say a woman's wedding day is her most beautiful day, and it's certainly no exaggeration. As soon as the door opened, six or seven men walked in. One was Mr. Kimura, and the others were probably his gym colleagues, as they were all very muscular. Even so, we couldn't let them easily take my sister away.

Besides collecting red envelopes for opening the door, we had to put them through the wringer. My friend Nana had prepared a bunch of punishment cards for the groom to accept. At first, they were very lucky, drawing mostly simple tasks like push-ups and eating wasabi—too easy! But this time, the punishment drawn was for the groom to lick his sister's feet. Looking at Kimura, however, he didn't seem to mind at all. Had he already gotten used to it? "Nana, this is too much! What if he gets a stomachache later? Let's cancel it."

I felt like I had betrayed Nana. "Misa's such a spoilsport. How about the groom's friend does the punishment? How about that handsome guy in the back?"

Nana pointed to a man behind the groom. That man was my cousin, Hoshino Masato. After our parents passed away, our uncle temporarily took us in. Since our uncle and aunt had no children, he treated us like his own. In addition, our uncle also adopted another son, this one being Masato. He's two years older than me, and since we're close in age, we've been childhood sweethearts. Moreover, Masato excels academically and athletically, and he's especially fond of me; I've liked this cousin, who isn't related to me by blood

, since I was little. About two years ago, my sister moved away with me, and since we were both busy with our studies, we rarely kept in touch. "I don't really care, but how can I touch Mr. Kimura's fiancée?" Masato walked from behind to the front. After not seeing him for several years, he seemed taller and more mature than before. "You're right. Then let's change people here too. Misa, you can go."

Nana mischievously pushed me forward. "Nana…this is too much, Masato-nii-san…"

I was a little embarrassed. "Misa, I'm fine with that."

Before I could react, Masato had already knelt down, gracefully removing my right high heel, and then lifting my calf in front of him with both hands. I was left with only one leg supporting my body, and thankfully Nana was holding me up so I wouldn't fall. Masato first extended his tongue and lightly touched my toes, and I reflexively pulled back. Masato waited a moment, then lightly licked it again. This time, I felt the warmth of his tongue through the stockings and began to get used to it. The stockings seemed to emit a faint fragrance, which made Masato unable to resist sucking on them, just like a baby suckling at its mother's breast. He gently and carefully "pampered" every toe

, stimulating me until I felt a ticklish sensation, and I couldn't help but moan softly.

Fortunately, the laughter of the people around me drowned out my moans. At that moment, I felt my love juices about to flow out again. Watching Ya Ren soak my stockings, I couldn't help but recall how my stockings had been stained with semen before. But for some reason, I didn't feel disgusted this time; instead, I felt very comfortable. However, my silk panties were already wet from masturbating, and now with more love juices flowing out, my private parts felt very uncomfortable. I wished there was something to fill it. "Okay... Nana, Misa, stop playing, we are going to church."

My sister's words brought me back from my fantasy. Everyone looked at the clock. It was indeed a bit late, so Nana had no choice but to withdraw her troops. Masato spit my feet out of her mouth and politely put my high heels back on. "I was rude just now..."

Masato apologized softly in my ear when leaving the house. I responded with a smile, but I didn't really mind. Next we went to the church to salute. I watched my beloved sister walk into the church and take her vows with my own eyes, feeling both joy and sadness in my heart. I'm happy because my sister has found a good home, but I'm sad because my sister will be someone else's wife from now on, and I can no longer live with her. But today I was a little absent-minded, probably because I was wearing stockings and hadn't felt the smooth sensation of my legs rubbing against each other in a long time. Plus, I'd been thinking about erotic things this morning, and when my sister and brother-in-law were kissing passionately, I couldn't help but fantasize about how they would make love passionately tonight, and my genitals became even more aroused. After the wedding, my sister and brother-in-law were outside taking pictures with relatives and friends. I couldn't resist any longer, so when no one was looking, I went to a nearby grove of trees and leaned against a tree to masturbate.

"Ugh... I'm already so wet... Misa, you're so horny,"

I muttered to myself, pulling my stockings and panties down to my thighs. I carefully looked around again to make sure no one was there, then began to caress my breasts and labia. "Mmm...ah..."

Even though I didn't want to before, I still can't forget the pleasure of intercourse. The man tore open my stockings, pulled down my panties, and thrust into me without restraint. I inserted my fingers into my vagina, and my juices gushed out like a river. It had been a long time since I had masturbated so excitedly. Was this all thanks to the stockings? I don't know how long I masturbated; I didn't even realize that someone was standing nearby. "Ya...Ya-ren-nii-san..."

I was at a loss, quickly pulling up my stockings and panties, and then covering my chest with my hands. "Misa, I didn't expect you to become so bad, secretly masturbating here."

Seeing myself in such a state, someone I respected must have felt utterly ashamed. My sister's wedding was nearby, with hundreds of relatives and friends, and here I was, masturbating in a corner. I didn't know how to explain it; I could only say that wearing stockings made my body involuntarily aroused. "No wonder you looked like you were in pain when I licked your feet earlier. I'm sorry, I didn't notice."

"Brother Yato…do you hate me…?"

I was surprised that Yato cared about my feelings, making me unable to look him in the eye. "Of course not! But this is really bothering me. I think you look so beautiful in your dress and stockings, Misa. It would be such a shame if you couldn't wear them."

After saying this, Yato came over, hugged me, and whispered in my ear. "Don't worry, I'll take care of your problem, sister."

With that, Yato kissed me. It had been a long time since I'd touched a man's lips, and this time, I didn't know how to resist, unconsciously yielding to him. Seeing my lack of resistance, Yato slipped his tongue inside. Time seemed to stand still; apart from the soft sensation of our tongues intertwining, I felt nothing else. Our lips remained locked for several minutes before Yato withdrew his tongue, but saliva still clung to it like silk. "No, we're siblings..."

I gently pushed him away, even though he had aroused my desire. "That's why I'm here to help you with your physical needs,"

Yato said, his right hand already groping inside my skirt before I could even reply, perhaps assuming I had acquiesced. But it's true, being caressed by a man is much more comfortable than masturbating, and his tight embrace made me feel safer. "I didn't expect Misa to be so wet down there."

At this moment, Yato lowered one of my tank top straps, exposing my left breast. "Mmm...no...someone will see..."

"It's been years, and Misa's breasts have become so full, and so firm and elastic."

He couldn't wait to tease my nipple with his tongue, sucking and licking, making my whole body feel like it was being electrocuted; it felt so good. "Mmm...ah...Brother Yaren...mmm..."

I moaned softly in pleasure. He knew he had my weakness under control, and knowing I couldn't resist, he pulled down my stockings and panties, his fingers sliding directly into my wet little hole, making a soft, wet sound. I closed my eyes, completely absorbed in the pleasure, when Yaren took my hand, and I felt my right hand gripping a hot, hard penis. It turned out that Yaren had unzipped his trousers and pulled out a huge thing; it was at least eighteen centimeters long. He told me to touch his penis carefully. "Actually, this morning when I was licking your feet, my lower body was already a little restless,"

he whispered in my ear, making it tickle. "Hehe, so you're such a pervert, brother."

I understood his intention and started masturbating him. "It's all your fault, my sister is so cute and sexy."

His praise made my heart flutter. We were both enjoying the pleasure from our genitals. Ya Ren's fingers were quick and gentle, and I knew that if he continued thrusting, I would soon climax. "Misa, I'm going to put it in."

Ya Ren took his fingers out and instead used his huge penis to press against my vaginal opening. "But...we're siblings, this is incest..."

Although it was a bit of a pity, I didn't want to cross the moral line. "Misa, didn't you say before that you would become my wife when you grew up? How can we be husband and wife if we don't have sex?"

I didn't expect him to remember the joke from our childhood, it was really touching. I knew that at this point, a man simply couldn't hold back. Most importantly, I couldn't hold back either. I nodded slightly, and Yaren inserted his penis into my vagina. "Ah...mmm!!"

His penis pierced through my moral boundaries and my vagina. The emptiness I felt when I put on the stockings was now filled, and I could only moan. "Oh...Misa's inside...ah...so wet...so comfortable..."

His penis was already lubricated by the semen I had produced during masturbation, so it was easy for Yaren to insert it all the way in. "Ah...Yaren-nii...mmm...so thick...ah..."

It had been a whole year since I had sex, and at first I wasn't confident that my vagina could fit such a thick and long penis, but now it was completely inside me, even reaching my cervix, and it felt so good. From my eyes, Yaren knew I was ready, and he began thrusting his penis in and out. "Ah... Misa, your pussy... ah... is sucking me... oh..."

This must be what they call a masterpiece. Even if I put my own finger in, her vagina would suck it tightly and not let go. Men seem to really like vaginas like this. But Yaren's penis is so thick, I wonder if it will be uncomfortable. But it seems my worries were unnecessary. He quickly got used to it and thrust in and out very forcefully and quickly. I was getting so turned on by him. After a while, she put my hands on the tree trunk and thrust in and out from behind, rubbing her breasts as she did so. "Yaren-nii... ah... ah... so good... Misa... faster... umm... I can't take it anymore..."

I can't stand this kind of double penetration. Even though he was already penetrating me, he still wanted to play with my breasts. Overwhelmed by the pleasure, my vagina gushed out a large amount of vaginal fluid, and it wouldn't stop. To avoid screaming, I covered my mouth with my hand, only able to make soft

moans. Even then, Yato didn't stop; instead, he squeezed my breasts even harder, and the sounds of his thrusting became more frequent. I knew he was about to climax too. "Misa... ahh... I'm... ah... I'm going to cum... umm... oh..."

Yato thrust violently a few more times, slamming into my cervix. I was stunned by his penetration as he ejaculated wave after wave of semen into my cervix and vagina. I don't know how long he ejaculated before he stopped; it was a truly terrifying amount of semen. "Ugh... Brother... That's too much! You actually ejaculated inside me! What if I get pregnant?"

I stood up, looking at the semen flowing out, feeling a little distressed. "If it's fertilized, we'll register our marriage right here and now."

I didn't expect him to say it so seriously. "Hehe... Just kidding, it's a safe period today. Stop joking, hurry up and clean me up."

He was both amused and annoyed, but still very gentlemanly took out a handkerchief to clean my lower body, and then tidied my hair and clothes. Half an hour passed before I knew it, and I had to hurry back to the church. After leaving the bushes, Yaren gave me a card. "Misa, your problem with wearing stockings might be a psychological issue. If you have time, come to my office and we can talk."

I glanced at his card; what a coincidence! "So you're a teaching assistant in the Psychology Department at the University of Tokyo! What a coincidence! I'll be a student there tomorrow."

I eagerly told Masato that I had been accepted into the Psychology Department at the University of Tokyo. We were all overjoyed, laughing at the wonder of the world.

I still had many questions to ask him about the admission process, but then something fell into my hand from the sky—a ball of white roses. Before I could even react, a large group of people surrounded me to congratulate me, even pushing Masato aside. I saw Nana's envious gaze and my sister's happy smile; perhaps happiness would finally come my way.

(II) The Stocking Hypnosis Experiment After my sister's wedding, she began a new chapter in her life. As for me, I also had to prepare for a new life. My sister naturally moved to her new house in Kimura after the wedding, while I occupied the old house alone. Although my sister left me behind, as compensation, she gave me all the clothes in her wardrobe. They were all designer brands and sexy clothes. She said that I was now a college student and should pay more attention to my clothing than before. Actually, she just wanted to buy new clothes... However, I could accept the tops, but looking at the short skirts and stockings my sister left me, I really didn't dare to wear them. If I got aroused like on the wedding day, it would be troublesome. Fortunately, it was only my brother, Masato, who I ran into. Oh no, every time I think about the time I had sex with him, I feel so ashamed. I was so lewd in front of him.

I'll wear shorts to school today. The University of Tokyo isn't far from home, about an hour's drive. I walked into the lecture hall and sat next to Nana. Yes, it's my middle school classmate, Nana. For some reason, she was always assigned to sit near me in middle school, and I never imagined we'd end up in the same department in university. Besides her tendency to sexually harass me, she's also a considerate and lovely beauty. Plus, she's more outgoing than me. Having Nana by my side in university is really a joy. We were even chosen as the university's most beautiful girls, something I only found out later. "Ah~ Misa's wearing shorts again today, so I guess I'll just have to play with your upper body."

This is Nana's usual way of greeting me. I often think that if she were a man, she'd definitely be a huge pervert. "Nana...no...other people will see."

"It's okay, there aren't any boys around yet. Hmm~ I'm so envious, Misa's breasts have gotten bigger, mine are so small."

"Liar, you're already an 85D."

At this moment, I noticed she was wearing a mini-skirt and black stockings. "Nana, do you wear stockings and skirts every day now?"

"Yeah, I've been used to it since middle school. Speaking of which, why doesn't Misa wear stockings anymore?"

Nana moved her hand from her breasts to my thigh, stroking my fair thigh back and forth. "Don't touch me!!"

I don't know why I reacted so strongly, Nana quickly pulled her hand back after I yelled at her. "Misa, are you okay?"

Nana hurriedly asked, thinking she had gone too far. "Excuse me... Hey, the professor's coming in."

The professor and students entered the classroom one after another, and we took out our books to prepare for class. Nana had just brushed against my thigh, which reminded me of a time when a male classmate had done the same thing to me on a train, and I immediately broke free from Nana due to psychological factors. I was absent-minded throughout the class, constantly thinking about my own problems, when I suddenly remembered the card Masato had given me. I searched around the psychology department building for a while and finally found Masato's research room. I wondered if my uninvited arrival would cause a misunderstanding or hinder Masato's work. Fortunately, Masato greeted me with a smile. The layout of the research room was simple, with a desk in the corner and a large bookshelf next to it, filled with psychology books. What was rather unusual was a sofa chair in the middle of the room, probably for mental patients to lie down and relax in. "Excuse me, there aren't any other chairs in the room, please sit here."

Yaren said as he made tea. "Hehe~ It's alright, this chair seems quite comfortable."

I sat down curiously and then lay down; it was indeed very comfortable. "Misa, what brings you here?"

Yaren handed me a cup of black tea. "I haven't had a chance to visit you since starting school, so I came specifically to see your office. Also, actually... there's something else..."

I took a small sip of tea, finding it a little difficult to say. "Is it about the wedding? If it's something that's bothering Misa, I'd be happy to help, but you need to tell me honestly so I can be of any help."

I mustered my courage and told him how I was almost trained to be a stockings sex slave in middle school, knowing that Yaren might hate me from then on. "Yes, I understand."

Yato held my hand, making me feel warm. Then, he slowly began to explain. "Actually, when I made love to Misa last time, I noticed that your body is very sensitive, and you secrete a lot of hormones. People usually call women like that promiscuous, but I think it's just innate, not a bad thing."

My face turned red after Yato said that. He continued to explain: "But because you were sexually assaulted, your rational mind tells your body to feel disgust, but your body urges you to accept it. When your rationality is stronger, you will do everything you can to avoid it. For example, you always wore stockings when you were assaulted, so your body also resists wearing stockings."

Yato finished his tea in one gulp. "Actually, what you're afraid of is facing the lewd side of yourself after your reason has been defeated. But psychologically, you'll build walls around your body, and over time, you'll refuse to get married or even interact with the opposite sex because you're afraid of sex."

"Then... what should I do...?"

Not being able to wear stockings is a minor issue; if I can't get married, then my happiness is ruined. "Actually, it's not difficult to cure. We can try hypnosis, and then..."

Yato stammered a little. "Then what... tell me quickly!"

As soon as I heard there was a cure, I was willing to try anything. "Hmm... first, we need to hypnotize you, and then you'll experience normal sex. That will stop your subconscious from resisting."

No wonder Yato was reluctant to say at first; he was probably afraid I would think he wanted to take advantage of me. "Then... Brother Yato... would you be willing to help me?"

I lowered my head, not daring to look him in the eye. "Hypnotizing you is possible... but if we're going to have sex..."

"Brother... do you dislike me?"

I looked at him with teary eyes. "No!! Of course not, Misa is so cute, how could I dislike her!! It's just that what I said earlier was theoretical, I don't know if it will actually work."

Thinking about it, it makes sense, how could any other girl besides me ask someone to hypnotize her and then have sex? "Then... Misa will be the good test subject. Didn't you say you like to see Misa in short skirts and stockings? If the treatment is successful, Misa can wear them for you."

Having said that, Yato couldn't refuse anymore. He went out for a while, returning about twenty minutes later with several unopened pairs of flesh-colored stockings. He told me to take off all my clothes, leaving me only in these flesh-colored stockings. Taking off my clothes in front of Yaren wasn't so bad, since we'd already been intimate, but wearing stockings still made me a little nervous. However, for the sake of treatment, I tried my best. Now, I was covered only by a pair of stockings as thin as cicada wings. Yaren then blindfolded me with a black cloth and placed me on the large chair. I felt a little nervous, and my genitals were secreting a little bit of lubrication. I kept rubbing my stockinged legs together, making a rustling sound. "Misa, don't be nervous, relax!"

Yato was massaging my forehead, and I smelled an aromatherapy scent, probably from him. I felt my body begin to relax, and Yato asked me to follow him and slowly count from one to ten. But when I counted to five or six, my consciousness slowly began to drift. "Yes, just relax your body like this, imagine you are having sex with your boyfriend. He loves every inch of your skin, he wants to kiss your nipples, is that okay?"

I nodded, and immediately a wave of pleasure came from my nipples. "Mmm...mmm...ah..."

Then, I felt two rough hands stroking my stockings. They touched faster and harder, and I started to want to resist. "Misa, don't be nervous... Your legs are so beautiful, you love it when I touch them, don't you?"

"Mmm... Misa likes it..."

I felt Yato's hands becoming gentler, especially at the base of my thighs. I could feel a warm current because he was almost touching my vulva. At this moment, Yato picked up one of my legs and put it in his mouth. I recalled the time Yato licked my toes, and my lower body involuntarily produced a lot of love juice. "Ah... Ah... Mmm..."

Although I couldn't see it, I guessed that the stockings on my lower body were already wet and transparent. Yato tenderly caressed my labia, constantly comforting me. "Misa's pussy is so wet."

As Masato spoke, he spat out my foot, then put the other foot in his mouth again, the toes of my stockings soaked with his saliva. "Ah... um... Misa... isn't she lewd?"

These were the words that came out of my subconscious, I don't know why. "No, Misa is cute, I like her the most."

After Yato finished speaking, he spread my legs wide apart. Luckily, I couldn't see, otherwise, with my vulva facing him, I would have been incredibly ashamed. I gradually felt breath coming from my lower body; Yato had probably leaned his head closer. "Ah...oh...ah...no...it's dirty there."

"Misa, it's not dirty at all, and it tastes good."

Yato ignored my words and instead spun his tongue even more vigorously, stimulating my clitoris back and forth through my stockings, making my body tremble uncontrollably. I was so aroused by him that I actually asked him to tear my stockings. In the past, when I was violated, the perpetrators liked to tear my stockings before penetrating me. But when I heard the sound of Yato tearing my stockings, I didn't feel scared at all; instead, I felt a little expectant. Yaren's fingers went inside. I don't know why, but he seemed to know my body very well, specifically pressing on my G-spot. Every time his fingers withdrew, I felt some of my love juice being pulled out with them, but there was still an endless flow of love juice. "Ah...ah...so good...I'm going to...I'm going to come...oh...mmmmmm!!"

I couldn't help but hug Yaren and kiss him deeply until all my juices gushed out from my genitals before we separated. As I was panting, a strong smell of semen wafted around me. "Misa, next up is your favorite cock."

I opened my mouth and began to suck and stroke Yaren's penis. I should hate giving men oral sex, but hearing the moans Yaren made while I was giving him oral sex, I worked even harder. Yato's penis was so big that I switched to licking his glans and testicles with my tongue. Every time I licked a certain spot, I could feel his whole body trembling. "Misa, you're a virgin now. Your boyfriend wants to be with you. Is that okay?"

Yato hinted again. This time, my body reacted naturally. I spread my legs, opened my vagina, and prepared for a thick, large penis to be inserted. "Ah...ah! Ah...it's in...oh..."

I felt the pain of first penetration as if I were a real virgin. Yato, on the other hand, was aroused by me, gently and softly wiggling his hips. "Misa's body is amazing...can I thrust?"

"Hmm..."

After mentally preparing myself, Yato slowly withdrew his penis and then slowly inserted it again. The tight squeeze of my vaginal walls made me feel full. "Mmm...oh...mmm...ah...it feels so good inside...mmm...brother's...so thick...so hot...ahhh..."

Pleasure gradually spread through my body, and my previously scattered will became even weaker. My body felt so comfortable that I felt like I was about to float away. Yato's thrusts became faster and faster, and I could hear his moans right next to my ear. I had never experienced such pleasurable intercourse. "Ah...Misa's body...is so beautiful...oh...I love you so much...ah!"

Yato's hips swayed rhythmically, making us both shout out loud. Yato seemed not to want to disturb others, so he kissed me wetly while he thrust. Yato thrust so forcefully, almost piercing my cervix with each stroke, but I wanted more and more to be possessed by his penis. "Oh...oh...I'm coming, brother...ah...I'm going to...oh...ooh...I'm coming...ahhh...!!"

"Misa...I'm going to...I'm going to cum...ahhh..."

We climaxed together, and he ejaculated all over me, making me sticky and wet. Afterwards, we kissed deeply for who knows how long. ********** The next day, I changed into a mini skirt and black stockings and went to Yato's lab. "Misa, you actually wore stockings."

Yato stopped typing and smiled at me. "I'm not afraid to wear stockings anymore, but... now whenever I wear stockings... I feel..."

As I said this, lubrication started flowing from between my legs, causing me to rub my legs together incessantly. Yesterday, after Yaren lifted the hypnosis on me, I discovered that because the intercourse during the hypnosis was too intense, now when I wear stockings, my body actually feels a sexual urge. "Then why don't you just not wear stockings?"

Yaren walked up to me, rolled up his skirt, revealing stockings soaked with lubrication. "That won't do, since my boyfriend likes them."

"Then I'll just have to take good care of Misa's body."

Yaren took off my clothes and started his thrusting again. Wait, no, it's therapy. (III) Escort Rehearsal Today is Saturday, no classes this afternoon. I'm currently wearing a small-sized sailor uniform, my chest tightly covered, thankfully the red bow scarf at my chest conceals the pattern of my bra. I'm wearing a short blue skirt, so short it's about twenty centimeters above my knees, barely covering my buttocks. Thankfully, a pair of extremely thin black stockings cover my legs, otherwise I definitely wouldn't be able to stand it. I pulled my handbag up to my thighs, hoping to slightly cover my nearly bare lower body, but passersby still ogled my body from all directions. I'm waiting for my escort client while recalling what happened at university a few days ago. "Misa, Misa…look, look!!"

Nana came over angrily, holding a flyer. I reached for it and saw it was a recruitment flyer for the Tokyo University Performing Arts Club. "Oh, so that's it. I didn't expect you to be interested in this, Nana."

Since we enrolled, many clubs have tried to recruit us, but Nana has refused them all. But this time, she seemed quite interested. "Of course! This is a great opportunity to get in touch with the entertainment industry. Maybe we can meet a lot of celebrities."

"Celebrities aside... I also hope to join, but it must be really hard to get selected. I don't know anything about acting..."

"Don't worry, our looks alone are enough to qualify."

Nana had studied acting before, so she spoke with ease. "Don't be silly. There are many beautiful girls at Tokyo University, and I want to join based on my own abilities." "

Then why don't you talk to Masato? Maybe he has a good idea."

I thought about it for a while and finally decided to follow Nana's suggestion. Since what happened last time, Masato and I have become a couple. However, since he's my mentor and brother (though we're not blood-related), it's not convenient to make our relationship public. Only Nana and my sister know. "What?! Misa wants to join the University of Tokyo's performing arts club?!"

Masato's reaction was quite strong. "You don't like it? Then forget it."

"No...no, it's just that I heard the selection criteria are very high."

"So I hope you can teach me how to act. I know you can do it, please..."

I knew he couldn't refuse if I tugged at his sleeve and acted coquettishly. "Alright then, you asked me to."

I saw him reveal a lewd look in his eyes, and then he told me his plan in my ear. "How can this be?! I refuse!!"

He actually wants me to dress up as a prostitute on Saturday for a date. "Don't worry, your boyfriend is me. The hardest part of acting is getting into character. If you can embody a character, then performing it won't be a problem,"

Masato quickly explained. "Then why a high school girl doing compensated dating? I guess you like that stuff, right?"

I pretended to be angry. "If you can play such an embarrassing role, other roles will be a piece of cake for you. But to be honest, I've always liked Misa in her high school sailor uniform, so..."

"Hmm... okay then, I can't help it."

And so, I waited for him at the station today wearing the sailor uniform Masato had prepared beforehand. Thinking about it, I really couldn't believe that this was "rehearsing a scene

." At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit walked up. "Miss Misa, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting,"

he greeted me, his voice sounding quite familiar. Oh my god, it's Masato. "Masato!! Why..."

"I did my makeup especially for you, that's why I'm late."

Looking at Yaren dressed as a middle-aged man, I couldn't help but burst out laughing. But when he reminded me that I also looked like a high school girl, my laughter stopped. "Alright, in short, for today, I'm your sugar daddy, and you're a spoiled high school girl. You have to go shopping with me."

With that, Yaren dragged me away by the hand. Actually, so-called compensated dating is just doing what couples do, so I was quite happy to accompany Yaren shopping, to the movies, and to lunch, even if I was wearing rather embarrassing clothes. And since Yaren said I was playing the spoiled girl, I didn't hold back in being coquettish and fierce. It felt quite nice to see my boyfriend being both amused and annoyed by my antics. However, the price was that he groped me the whole way, especially during the movie. He kept touching my stockings. Although Yaren said it was to increase realism, I felt like he was trying to molest me in front of everyone. Another thing I was concerned about during our time together was the stares of passersby. They must have thought I was doing something immoral, but Yaren seemed proud of the envious looks from male passersby. Afterwards, Yaren said he would take me somewhere, so we boarded a tram.

On the tram, Yaren didn't shy away from hugging me tightly and kissing me. His hands even reached around my waist and squeezed my buttocks. There weren't many people on the tram, and almost every passenger could see us being intimate. "Ugh... How shameful. Kissing each other in public on the train."

"Such a young woman, resorting to compensated dating for money."

I felt ashamed of these comments, so I kissed Yato even more passionately, hoping to lose myself in the moment. I could even feel a hard object pressing against my lower abdomen. But Yato said that as long as I could overcome my shame, I wouldn't be afraid of facing the camera and audience while acting. Fortunately, it was only a ten-minute ride, and Yato took me off the train. But what followed was even more embarrassing—this area was full of couples' hotels. We entered a very luxurious hotel and checked into one of the rooms. "Wow~ This place is so big and beautiful!"

I jumped onto the large round bed in the middle of the room like a child. "Are you happy today?"

"Extremely happy~"

Actually, calling it acting practice is more like a more realistic date. "But a willful girl like Misa who comes out for money to engage in compensated dating, no matter what, Uncle has to teach her a lesson."

Yato didn't seem to have forgotten that he was coordinating the acting, and he still spoke like a middle-aged man. "Ah... Uncle... be gentle..."

He took off my top and skirt, and even tore off my bra. I was now a lamb to the slaughter. "Misa is too lewd, wearing a thong with ties under her stockings, is she trying to seduce men?"

Yato ripped off my underwear with one hand, leaving me only in a pair of thin stockings. "Yeah... I want to... seduce Uncle... because Uncle dotes on Misa..."

Upon hearing this, Yato went berserk, stripping off his clothes in one go and pressing himself against me, sucking hard on my pink nipples. "Mmm... Misa... isn't she much better than Uncle's wife..."

I imagined Yato was truly a married man, comparing her to his wife. But the answer was obvious; no mature woman could compare to a young and beautiful high school girl. "Of course, Misa is the best. Mmm... mmm..."

Yato excitedly sucked on my nipples, constantly exploring the secret places beneath my stockings. "Ew~ Uncle's so lecherous, all you do is touch people's bodies. Tell me, what do I have that's better than your housewife?"

I said this just to hear Yato praise me. "Misa is beautiful, has a great figure, and beautiful legs and huge breasts. She's practically a man's dream. Come on~ lick me, and I'll buy you anything."

Yato shoved his enormous member in front of me. "No~ Uncle's genitals are so dirty. Misa needs to wash them first."

I got up and pulled Yato into the bathroom, and he seemed quite pleased. There was an inflatable floating bed and some lotion in the bathroom. "Come on, Misa, use your body to bathe Uncle."

I pushed Yato onto the floating bed, and then, like a prostitute bathing a client, I smeared lotion all over Yato's body and rubbed him with a towel. I couldn't tell if I was his girlfriend or if I should be a slutty high school girl seducing men. "No, don't do it like that. Use your lustful breasts to rub against me."

In the end, Masato taught me to first apply a large amount of lotion to my body, making my whole body sticky and wet. The already smooth stockings seemed to blend into my body, becoming even more transparent, with almost no friction. Masato pressed me down on top of him and then guided me to rub back and forth. "Mmm... ah... like this... wet... so comfortable..."

I slowly enjoyed this flesh-on-flesh, wet texture, and when our nipples rubbed against each other, my body felt as if it was being electrified. But what I enjoyed most was having my genitals pressed against by Masato's penis. Although I was supposedly bathing him, I was actually masturbating with his penis. I had been wearing stockings all day, and my body was already aroused. I couldn't hold back anymore. "Mmm, every time Misa's breasts rub against me... the sticky touch... oh, so, so comfortable."

"Mmm... my breasts... feel so good too... ah..."

Our pleasure instantly reached its peak. Then, Masato taught me to use my stockinged legs to rub his hands together. In short, I was using my labia to wash his body. This felt much more intense than rubbing with my breasts, and Masato's hands could also enjoy caressing my stockinged legs. As my clitoris rubbed against his rough body, my whole body felt tingly and numb, and a large amount of fluid that wasn't lotion was flowing out, moisturizing our skin. "Oh... Misa's body is so soft... and she's all wet... it feels so lewd..."

"That's not fair!!... Uncle should also take good care of Misa... there..." So

we assumed a 69 position, with my genitals facing Masato's face. I also obediently used my breasts to clamp his penis for a breastjob, and before I could even squeeze his penis tightly with my wet breasts, Masato was already rubbing my vulva through my stockings. "Ha... ahh... so good..."

I focused my scattered will, squeezed his penis, and began to give my uncle oral sex. The penis felt hotter and harder than usual; just holding it in my mouth was enough to ignite an uncontrollable fire of desire within me. "Ugh... Misa's breasts...so good...why are you so horny today...ahh...my pussy is so wet..."

"Ah...Misa...no...tsk tsk...Uncle's penis...mmm...so delicious..."

I denied being horny while simultaneously savoring the man's penis, a clear contradiction. "Oh...Misa...Uncle can't take it anymore...ahh...I'm going to...cum..."

Upon hearing this, I immediately stopped all movement, afraid that he would actually ejaculate. "No... Uncle... if you're going to ejaculate, please ejaculate inside Misa's pussy..."

My lust was aroused by Yaren, and I didn't care what lewd things I was saying. I just tore open my stockings and shoved my thick penis into my vagina. "Misa... you look so innocent, yet your body is so wanton. Uncle is going to fuck your cunt to pieces today..."

Seeing my lewd state, Yaren's lust was also aroused. He frantically twisted his waist and kneaded my breasts. Before long, I felt like I was about to collapse from an orgasm. Perhaps Yaren had already ejaculated, because I felt a sticky, hot liquid inside me, but he showed no sign of stopping. He even lifted me from behind and carried me to the bathroom mirror to continue his piston-like movements. "Ugh... Misa, look at yourself... Ugh... How lewd you are..."

The woman in the mirror had her legs lifted, and a male penis was thrusting in and out of her private parts, splattering with vaginal fluid. In contrast to her lower body encased in black stockings, her upper body, fair and flawless, was drenched in sweat from sexual arousal. Her breasts swayed up and down with the intense thrusting, and I could only hold them tightly, kneading them as I did, but no matter what, the stimulation of her breasts could not compare to the burning pleasure generated by the friction in her vagina. "Ah...it's too intense...oh...Uncle is so good...oh...um...ahhh!!!"

Yato was probably entering and exiting my body about three or four times per second, and this continued for several minutes. The speed did not decrease; instead, he thrust deeper and harder. I looked at my own lewd moans in the mirror, my figure clearly visible during my orgasm. "Ugh... Misa... Misa's body feels so good... Ah... Uncle can't take it anymore... I'm going to ejaculate inside... Misa... Oh!!!"

"Oh... Semen... Ah... It's coming out... From Misa's little hole... Hmm, what if I get pregnant?"

I put on a pitiful expression. "Doesn't Misa like it?"

"No, Misa loves Uncle's semen the most. Misa wants to give Uncle a cute baby."

Yato smeared the semen all over my stockings, making the originally dark stockings look extremely lewd. But for some reason, having Yato's semen all over my feet gave me a strange sense of security. While Yato rested, I licked his entire body clean, consuming everything—lotion (since it was for sex, it was fine to ingest it), sweat, and semen. Yato said I was incredibly lewd. "Misa, your acting just now was truly amazing. Was it real or fake?"

We continued to snuggle together, enjoying the pleasure of our skin touching. "Hehe~ I won't tell you. But if you really go looking for escort services, you'll be the one to suffer!!"

I feigned an angry expression. "Then I'm going to enjoy myself today!! Watch how Uncle will ruin you!!"

Then, he pushed me down again. A week later, Nana and I were both selected for the drama troupe auditions. As for what role I played in the audition? Hehe~ This is a secret~

(IV) Misa's Lewd Diary

Tonight should be the most free night since I entered university. Usually, I'm either rushing to finish my studies, reviewing, or going out on dates. Coincidentally, Yato is tutoring someone today, so I'm staying home alone to rest. Since I have some free time, I took out my diary to read and reminisce about the past.

September 10, 2008 Sunny

Today, my first time was taken by a male classmate! Haoshu tricked me into going to the infirmary and then forcibly violated me. At the time, I was drugged and couldn't resist. He first took my first kiss, then touched my breasts, and finally inserted his penis into my vagina.

That thing was like a hot iron rod, hard, thick, and hot. To be honest, my body was very excited when he raped me; so this is what sex feels like. But he actually ejaculated inside me. What if I get pregnant? And he even took pictures of us having sex to blackmail me. What should I do?

On September 11, 2008, Qing

Haoshu called me to the audiovisual room after school. He actually wanted me to watch a pornographic movie with him, or he would release the photos from yesterday. I had no choice but to obey him. But watching a pornographic movie at school would be a big problem if people found out, and it was my first time watching one. I was incredibly nervous. But he acted as if nothing was wrong and continued to molest me while watching. Somehow, when his hand went inside my vagina and started messing around, I became so excited that I ejaculated a lot of fluid, something I'd never experienced before.

Then he forced me to give him oral sex; having a man's penis in my mouth was disgusting. He even ejaculated on my face.

Finally, he roughly tore my stockings and inserted his penis again. This time it didn't hurt as much as the first time, but he still ejaculated into my uterus…

September 15, 2008, Sunny.

Today was my favorite swimming lesson, but halfway through, Haoshu dragged me to the changing room and made me perform oral sex on him while wearing black stockings and a swimsuit. Luckily, this time he didn't ejaculate inside me; instead, he ejaculated on my feet. I discovered he really liked my legs in stockings, because every time we were forced to have sex, he would spend a lot of time stroking my feet.

September 18, 2008, Rainy.

My period started today, and knowing I wasn't pregnant made me feel much better. But Haoshu went even further, demanding I have sex with him in a special room after school. Because of my period, I firmly refused, and he tied me to a chair and rubbed his penis against my stockings. In the end, I had to wear those stockings stained with semen all the way home, and along the way, some middle-aged men stared at my legs, making me feel very ashamed.

September 30, 2008, Cloudy.

This afternoon, he called me back to the place where he first raped me, saying he wanted me to do some kind of footjob for him. Fortunately, it was just that I had to rub his penis with my feet. Although my legs were a little tired, it was better than him penetrating me, because I still felt incredibly ashamed to have sex at school.

October 10, 2008, Sunny.

Today after school, I was forced to have sex in the classroom again, but he said that today I had to wear stockings and perform masturbation in front of him first. I had masturbated occasionally before, but to do it in front of a boy was just too embarrassing.

Not only that, when Haoshu saw me masturbating, he also started rubbing his penis. That day, he had sex with me more frantically than ever before, ejaculating inside and outside me three times before stopping.

October 18, 2008, Sunny.

Today is a school holiday, and Haoshu asked me out. Actually, it was my first time going on a date alone with a man, but the date wasn't as wasteful as I had imagined. He first molested me like a pervert on the train, then asked me to seduce the owner of an adult store. He made me perform oral and foot sex on him, and my beloved pink stockings were covered in his semen and unwearable.

Then, at the movie theater, we actually had sex in front of other audience members, and Haoshu even asked me to perform breast sex on him. Finally, this attracted the attention of other audience members, who excitedly ejaculated on me. I had never experienced having the semen of more than a dozen men soil my body. When I got home, my sister almost discovered what had happened to me. I immediately went back to my room to clean the semen out of my vagina and then took three showers.

October 22, 2008, Sunny.

Almost every day after school, Haoshu would force me to have sex with him. Over time, I stopped feeling disgusted and even started to enjoy it. Was this a good thing or a bad thing? That day, Haoshu poured some sticky liquid on my stockings. I remembered seeing this kind of lubricant in pornographic movies. I roughly understood why male actors liked to use this kind of liquid; it did feel very comfortable on the skin. But cleaning the classroom afterwards would be too much trouble.

November 1, 2008, Cloudy. The

weather started to get cold, and we switched to winter school uniforms. But when I put on the school skirt, I realized that because I had grown taller, the skirt seemed to be too short. To make matters worse, we ran into a school inspection. I got a lecture from the head of discipline >_<

November 5, 2008, Sunny.

Ever since Haoshu threatened me, he's ordered me not to wear underwear to class, or to wear extremely sexy underwear. Today I just forgot, and he got really angry. Without a word, he tore my stockings and inserted a vibrating dildo. He even made me leave it on until the end of class as punishment.

During class, he turned on the vibrating dildo, and I couldn't help but orgasm, soaking my stockings. Luckily, no one noticed. I'll remember never to wear underwear to school again.

November 6, 2008, Sunny.

Today after school, when I had sex with Hiroki, he was wearing the same black stockings as me. I don't know whether to call him a pervert or just bold. If people found out… But he was especially excited today, pinning me down on the desk. He brought me to orgasm repeatedly, but just thinking about being aroused by a male classmate wearing stockings made me feel incredibly ashamed.

November 8, 2008, Sunny.

The weather was particularly cold today, so I wore stockings to keep warm during PE class. But Mr. Kuroda said I was trying to seduce a male classmate and threatened to punish me!

He tied me up in the gym storage room and whipped me relentlessly, all the while calling me lewd. Worse still, when he pulled down my gym pants, he found the semen I had left with Haoshu during lunch. He then used a relay baton to insert into my vagina and his penis into my anus. Even Haoshu never did anything to my anus, but today a thick, large penis was forcibly inserted, causing me a lot of pain…

November 13, 2008, Cloudy

. For the past week, I've gone to Haoshu's villa to have sex with him as soon as I get home from school. He said it's less exciting than school, but more convenient. At the villa, he instructed me to play different roles—nurse, police officer, flight attendant—but no matter the uniform, he insisted I wear stockings. Today, I was to play a servant.

I thought today would be like any other day, where I could leave after satisfying him. I never imagined he would collude with Kuroda to lure my sister here. He even used me to force her to comply. My sister loves me so much and doesn't want my photos to be published, so she had to satisfy their demands and have sex with them.

Fortunately, my sister pretended to submit to them, then tied them up while they were asleep and even "taught them a lesson." The photos were retrieved, and I was finally free from Hiroki's clutches.

February 1, 2009, Sunny.

Today is my sister's wedding day. She will soon become Kimura-nii's wife, which is truly enviable. But I felt so ashamed at her wedding. I was masturbating in the woods when Masato-nii saw me, and I ended up having sex with him. He's someone I've liked since I was little. I wonder if he'll hate me for seeing me like this…
March 15, 2009, Rain

: This was the first time I'd seen Masato since entering Tokyo University. Even though his office was on campus, I was still a little afraid he'd hate me because of the wedding.

But Masato was as gentle as ever. To cure my stocking phobia, he even made love to me himself. When he held me, I felt so warm; he didn't seem to mind at all. Afterwards, when I heard him say "I love you," I was so moved I cried.

March 22, 2009, Rain:

It turns out Masato also likes to wear stockings during sex. It's okay, I like it anyway. Now, whenever I put on stockings, I think of Masato's penis. Ah... Misa, you're so horny.

Hello everyone, my name is Hoshino Misa, I'm nineteen years old, 163cm tall, and my measurements are 87E-58-86. My friends all say my figure is very attractive, hehe. Actually, having big breasts also brings a lot of troubles. For example, in the summer, I always attract the attention of men on the street, and their eyes are lewd... However, when it comes to figure, I still have to compare with my older sister. We lost our parents when we were young, so my older sister and I have been relying on each other, and we have a very close relationship. Today is her big day because she's getting married! Her fiancé is a fitness coach named Kimura, but soon I'll be calling him brother-in-law. He was a tall, handsome, and charming man. I knew he would bring happiness to my sister; it was truly enviable. "Misha, are you dressed yet? It's getting late,"

my sister urged me from outside the door. "Sorry, I'm almost done..."

I replied, but felt a little conflicted. Today I was wearing a pale yellow silk slip dress, and for the sake of propriety, I had to wear pale yellow stockings. But a year ago, I was assaulted by a male classmate and threatened to become his sexual object. Every time we made love, he would demand that I wear a short skirt and stockings. Since then, whenever I wear stockings, I recall that memory, and my body naturally arouses. For the past year, I've been wearing pants, but today I'm my sister's bridesmaid, how could I wear pants for an occasion like this? Looking at the stockings in front of me, I made up my mind, slowly rolled them up, and slipped them onto my right leg.

Ah, this long-lost texture, the smooth and soft nylon stockings began to protect my beautiful legs. Actually, I didn't dislike wearing stockings before; I even liked them, because I saw my sister look very sexy in them. Then I slipped the stockings onto my left leg, stood up, and pulled them up to cover my buttocks. Surprisingly, even after a year without wearing them, the action of putting on stockings wasn't rusty at all.

I smoothed the stockings with my hands, making them even, and memories of the past flooded my mind. A boy was stroking my thighs, occasionally pinching and sucking my breasts. Soon, he forcibly tore my stockings, and then something hot and hard pierced my vagina. Ignoring my resistance, he thrust in and out, shattering my reason. I gradually began to moan, my hips writhing to meet his thrusts. Finally, he cried out and ejaculated a large amount of semen into my uterus. "Mmm...ah...so good...ah...I'm going to come...I'm going to come...!!"

Without realizing it, I had slipped my hands inside my stockings and panties and started masturbating, involuntarily pressing my clitoris. "Misa, they're here, come out quickly."

The voice outside the door pulled me back from the pre-orgasmic pleasure. I was actually masturbating while recalling the scenes of being raped?! I got out of bed, quickly got dressed, and put on a pair of white stilettos before heading out to greet the groom who was coming to steal the bride. The bridesmaids in the hall were all dressed to the nines, but my sister was the most beautiful. People say a woman's wedding day is her most beautiful day, and it's certainly no exaggeration. As soon as the door opened, six or seven men walked in. One was Mr. Kimura, and the others were probably his gym colleagues, as they were all very muscular. Even so, we couldn't let them easily take my sister away.

Besides collecting red envelopes for opening the door, we had to put them through the wringer. My friend Nana had prepared a bunch of punishment cards for the groom to accept. At first, they were very lucky, drawing mostly simple tasks like push-ups and eating wasabi—too easy! But this time, the punishment drawn was for the groom to lick his sister's feet. Looking at Kimura, however, he didn't seem to mind at all. Had he already gotten used to it? "Nana, this is too much! What if he gets a stomachache later? Let's cancel it."

I felt like I had betrayed Nana. "Misa's such a spoilsport. How about the groom's friend does the punishment? How about that handsome guy in the back?"

Nana pointed to a man behind the groom. That man was my cousin, Hoshino Masato. After our parents passed away, our uncle temporarily took us in. Since our uncle and aunt had no children, he treated us like his own. In addition, our uncle also adopted another son, this one being Masato. He's two years older than me, and since we're close in age, we've been childhood sweethearts. Moreover, Masato excels academically and athletically, and he's especially doting on me; I've liked this cousin, who isn't related to me by blood

, since I was little. About two years ago, my sister moved away with me, and since we were both busy with our studies, we rarely kept in touch. "I don't really care, but how can I touch Mr. Kimura's fiancée?" Masato walked from behind to the front. After not seeing him for several years, he seemed taller and more mature than before. "You're right. Then let's change people here too. Misa, you can go."

Nana mischievously pushed me forward. "Nana…this is too much, Masato-nii-san…"

I was a little embarrassed. "I'm fine with Misa."

Before I could react, Masato had already knelt down and gracefully removed my right high heel, then lifted my calf in front of him with both hands. I was left with only one leg supporting my body, and thankfully Nana was there to support me, preventing me from falling. Masato first extended his tongue and lightly touched my toes, and I reflexively pulled back. After a moment, Masato lightly licked them again, and this time I felt the warmth of his tongue through my stockings, and I began to get used to it. The stockings seemed to emit a faint fragrance, which made Masato unable to resist sucking on them, just like a baby suckling at its mother's breast. He gently and carefully "pampered" every toe

, stimulating me until I felt a ticklish sensation, and I couldn't help but moan softly.

Fortunately, the laughter of the people around me drowned out my moans. At that moment, I felt my love juices about to flow out again. Watching Ya Ren soak my stockings, I couldn't help but recall how my stockings had been stained with semen before. But for some reason, I didn't feel disgusted this time; instead, I felt very comfortable. However, my silk panties were already wet from masturbating, and now with more love juices flowing out, my private parts felt very uncomfortable. I wished there was something to fill it. "Okay... Nana, Misa, stop playing, we are going to church."

My sister's words brought me back from my fantasy. Everyone looked at the clock. It was indeed a bit late, so Nana had no choice but to withdraw her troops. Masato spit my feet out of her mouth and politely put my high heels back on. "I was rude just now..."

Masato apologized softly in my ear when leaving the house. I responded with a smile, but I didn't really mind. Next we went to the church to salute. I watched my beloved sister walk into the church and take her vows with my own eyes, feeling both joy and sadness in my heart. I'm happy because my sister has found a good home, but I'm sad because my sister will be someone else's wife from now on, and I can no longer live with her. But today I was a little absent-minded, probably because I was wearing stockings and hadn't felt the smooth sensation of my legs rubbing against each other in a long time. Plus, I'd been thinking about erotic things this morning, and when my sister and brother-in-law were kissing passionately, I couldn't help but fantasize about how they would make love passionately tonight, and my genitals became even more aroused. After the wedding, my sister and brother-in-law were outside taking pictures with relatives and friends. I couldn't resist any longer, so when no one was looking, I went to a nearby grove of trees and leaned against a tree to masturbate.

"Ugh... I'm already so wet... Misa, you're so horny,"

I muttered to myself, pulling my stockings and panties down to my thighs. I carefully looked around again to make sure no one was there, then began to caress my breasts and labia. "Mmm...ah..."

Even though I didn't want to before, I still can't forget the pleasure of intercourse. The man tore open my stockings, pulled down my panties, and thrust into me without restraint. I inserted my fingers into my vagina, and my juices gushed out like a river. It had been a long time since I had masturbated so excitedly. Was this all thanks to the stockings? I don't know how long I masturbated, and I didn't even realize that someone was standing nearby. "Ya...Ya-ren-nii-san..."

I was at a loss and quickly pulled up my stockings and panties, then covered my chest with my hands. "Misa, I can't believe you've become so bad. You're secretly masturbating here."

Being seen like this by someone I respect made me feel utterly ashamed. My sister's wedding, and hundreds of relatives and friends were nearby, and I was hiding in a corner masturbating. I didn't know how to explain it, I could only say that wearing stockings made my body feel sexually aroused. "No wonder you looked like you were in pain when I licked your feet earlier. I'm sorry, I didn't notice."

"Brother Yato...do you hate me...?"

I didn't expect Yato to care about my feelings, which made me unable to look him in the eye. "How could I?! But this is really annoying. I think Misa, you look so beautiful in your dress and stockings. It would be such a shame if you couldn't wear them."

After Yato finished speaking, he came over, hugged me, and whispered in my ear. "Don't worry, I'll take care of your troubles, little sister."

After saying that, Yato kissed me. I hadn't touched a man's lips in a long time, and this time, I didn't know how to resist, unconsciously yielding to him. Seeing that I didn't resist, Yaren slipped his tongue inside. Time seemed to stand still; apart from feeling the soft tongues intertwining in my mouth, I couldn't feel anything else. Our lips were entwined for several minutes before Yaren pulled his tongue back, but saliva still connected them like silk. "No, we're siblings..."

I gently pushed him away, even though he had aroused my desire. "That's why I have to help my sister with her physiological needs."

Before I could answer, Yaren's right hand was already groping inside my skirt, perhaps he thought I had acquiesced. But indeed, being caressed by a man was much more comfortable than masturbation, and his tight embrace made me feel safer. "I didn't expect Misa to be so wet down there."

At this moment, Yato lowered one of my tank top straps, exposing my left breast. "Mmm...no...someone will see..."

"It's been years, and Misa's breasts have become so full, and so perky and elastic."

He couldn't wait to tease my nipple with his tongue, sucking and licking, making my whole body feel like it was being electrocuted, it felt so good. "Mmm...ah...Yato-nii-san...mmm..."

I moaned in pleasure, he knew that he had my weakness, and knowing that I couldn't resist, he took off my stockings and panties, and inserted his fingers directly into my wet little hole, making a smacking sound. I closed my eyes, completely absorbed in the pleasure, when Ya Ren took my hand, and I felt my right hand gripping a hot, hard penis. It turned out that Ya Ren had unzipped his trousers and pulled out a huge thing; it was at least eighteen centimeters long. He told me to touch it carefully. "Actually, this morning when I was licking your feet, my lower body was already a little restless,"

he whispered in my ear, making it tickle. "Hehe, so brother is this horny too."

I understood his intention and began to masturbate him. "It's all your fault, who told my sister to be so cute and sexy?"

His compliment made my heart flutter. We both enjoyed the pleasure from our genitals. Yato's fingers were quick and gentle; I knew I was close to orgasm if he continued thrusting. "Misa, I'm going to put it in."

Yato withdrew his fingers and instead used his massive penis to press against my vaginal opening. "But...we're siblings, this is incest..."

Although it was a bit of a pity, I didn't want to cross the moral line. "Misa, didn't you say you'd be my wife when you grew up? How can we be husband and wife if we don't have sex?"

I was surprised he remembered that childhood joke; it was truly touching. I knew that at this point, a man simply couldn't hold back. Most importantly, I couldn't hold back either. I nodded slightly, and Yato inserted his penis into my vagina. "Ah...mmm!!"

His penis pierced through my moral boundaries and my vagina. The emptiness I felt when I put on the stockings was now filled, and I couldn't express anything other than moaning. "Oh... Misa's inside... ah... so wet... so good..."

My penis was already lubricated from masturbation, making it easy for Yato to penetrate me fully. "Ah... Yato-nii... mmm... so thick... ah..."

It had been a whole year since I'd had sex, and initially I wasn't confident my vagina could accommodate such a thick and long penis, but now it was completely inside me, reaching my cervix—it felt so good. Yato knew from my eyes that I was ready, and he began thrusting. "Ugh... Misa, your pussy... ah... is sucking me... oh..."

This must be what they call a "masterpiece" vagina. Even if I put my own finger inside, the vagina would grip it tightly. Men seem to really like vaginas like this. But Yaren's penis is so thick, I wonder if it will be uncomfortable. But it seems my worries were unnecessary. He quickly got used to it and started thrusting hard and fast. I was getting incredibly aroused by him. After a while, she put my hands on the tree trunk and started thrusting from behind, rubbing my breasts as she went. "Yaren-nii... ah... ah... so good... Misa... faster... umm... I can't take it anymore..."

I can't stand this kind of double penetration. He's already thrusting into me from below, and he's still playing with my breasts. Overwhelmed by such pleasure, my vagina gushed out a large amount of vaginal fluid, and it wouldn't stop. To avoid screaming, I covered my mouth with my hand, forcing myself to only make soft

moaning sounds. Even in this situation, Yato didn't stop; instead, he squeezed my breasts even harder, and the sounds of his thrusting became more frequent. I knew he was about to climax too. "Misa... ahh... I'm... ah... I'm going to cum... umm... oh..."

Yato thrust violently a few more times, slamming into my cervix. I was stunned by his penetration as he poured wave after wave of semen into my cervix and vagina. I don't know how long he ejaculated before he stopped; it was truly a terrifying amount of semen. "Ugh... Brother... That's too much! You actually ejaculated inside me! What if I get pregnant?"

I stood up, looking at the semen flowing out, feeling a little distressed. "If it's fertilized, we'll register our marriage right here and now."

I didn't expect him to say it so seriously. "Hehe... Just kidding, it's a safe period today. Stop joking, hurry up and clean me up."

He was both amused and annoyed, but still very gentlemanly took out a handkerchief to clean my lower body, and then tidied my hair and clothes. Half an hour passed before I knew it, and I had to hurry back to the church. After leaving the bushes, Yaren gave me a card. "Misa, your problem with wearing stockings might be a psychological issue. If you have time, come to my office and we can talk."

I glanced at his card; what a coincidence! "So you're a teaching assistant in the Psychology Department at the University of Tokyo! What a coincidence! I'll be a student there tomorrow."

I eagerly told Masato that I had been accepted into the Psychology Department at the University of Tokyo. We were all overjoyed, laughing at the wonder of the world.

I still had many questions to ask him about the admission process, but then something fell into my hand from the sky—a ball of white roses. Before I could even react, a large group of people surrounded me to congratulate me, even pushing Masato aside. I saw Nana's envious gaze and my sister's happy smile; perhaps happiness would finally come my way.

(II) The Stocking Hypnosis Experiment After my sister's wedding, she began a new chapter in her life. As for me, I also had to prepare for a new life. My sister naturally moved to her new house in Kimura after the wedding, while I occupied the old house alone. Although my sister left me behind, as compensation, she gave me all the clothes in her wardrobe. They were all designer brands and sexy clothes. She said that I was now a college student and should pay more attention to my clothing than before. Actually, she just wanted to buy new clothes... However, I could accept the tops, but looking at the short skirts and stockings my sister left me, I really didn't dare to wear them. If I got aroused like on the wedding day, it would be troublesome. Fortunately, it was only my brother, Masato, who I ran into. Oh no, every time I think about the time I had sex with him, I feel so ashamed. I was so lewd in front of him.

I'll wear shorts to school today. The University of Tokyo isn't far from home, about an hour's drive. I walked into the lecture hall and sat next to Nana. Yes, it's my middle school classmate, Nana. For some reason, she was always assigned to sit near me in middle school, and I never imagined we'd end up in the same department in university. Besides her tendency to sexually harass me, she's also a considerate and lovely beauty. Plus, she's more outgoing than me. Having Nana by my side in university is really a joy. We were even chosen as the university's most beautiful girls, something I only found out later. "Ah~ Misa's wearing shorts again today, so I guess I'll just have to play with your upper body."

This is Nana's usual way of greeting me. I often think that if she were a man, she'd definitely be a huge pervert. "Nana...no...other people will see."

"It's okay, there aren't any boys around yet. Hmm~ I'm so envious, Misa's breasts have gotten bigger, mine are so small."

"Liar, you're already an 85D."

At this moment, I noticed she was wearing a mini-skirt and black stockings. "Nana, do you wear stockings and skirts every day now?"

"Yeah, I've been used to it since middle school. Speaking of which, why doesn't Misa wear stockings anymore?"

Nana moved her hand from her breasts to my thigh, stroking my fair thigh back and forth. "Don't touch me!!"

I don't know why I reacted so strongly, Nana quickly pulled her hand back after I yelled at her. "Misa, are you okay?"

Nana hurriedly asked, thinking she had gone too far. "Excuse me... Hey, the professor's coming in."

The professor and students entered the classroom one after another, and we took out our books to prepare for class. Nana had just brushed against my thigh, which reminded me of a time when a male classmate had done the same thing to me on a train, and I immediately broke free from Nana due to psychological factors. I was absent-minded throughout the class, constantly thinking about my own problems, when I suddenly remembered the card Masato had given me. I searched around the psychology department building for a while and finally found Masato's research room. I wondered if my uninvited arrival would cause a misunderstanding or hinder Masato's work. Fortunately, Masato greeted me with a smile. The layout of the research room was simple, with a desk in the corner and a large bookshelf next to it, filled with psychology books. What was rather unusual was a sofa chair in the middle of the room, probably for mental patients to lie down and relax in. "Excuse me, there aren't any other chairs in the room, please sit here."

Yaren said as he made tea. "Hehe~ It's alright, this chair seems quite comfortable."

I sat down curiously and then lay down; it was indeed very comfortable. "Misa, what brings you here?"

Yaren handed me a cup of black tea. "I haven't had a chance to visit you since starting school, so I came specifically to see your office. Also, actually... there's something else..."

I took a small sip of tea, finding it a little difficult to say. "Is it about the wedding? If it's something that's bothering Misa, I'd be happy to help, but you need to tell me honestly so I can be of any help."

I mustered my courage and told him how I was almost trained to be a stockings sex slave in middle school, knowing that Yaren might hate me from then on. "Yes, I understand."

Yato held my hand, making me feel warm. Then, he slowly began to explain. "Actually, when I made love to Misa last time, I noticed that your body is very sensitive, and you secrete a lot of hormones. People usually call women like that promiscuous, but I think it's just innate, not a bad thing."

My face turned red after Yato said that. He continued to explain: "But because you were sexually assaulted, your rational mind tells your body to feel disgust, but your body urges you to accept it. When your rationality is stronger, you will do everything you can to avoid it. For example, you always wore stockings when you were assaulted, so your body also resists wearing stockings."

Yato finished his tea in one gulp. "Actually, what you're afraid of is facing your own promiscuous self after your reason has been defeated. But psychologically, you'll build a wall around your body, and over time, you'll refuse to get married, or even interact with the opposite sex, because you're afraid of sex."

"Then... what should I do...?"

Not being able to wear stockings is a minor issue; if I can't get married, then my happiness is ruined. "Actually, it's not difficult to cure. You can try hypnosis, and then..."

Yato stammered. "Then what... tell me!"

Hearing that it could be cured, I was willing to try anything. "Hmm... I need to hypnotize you first, and then have you experience normal sex. Just make your subconscious stop resisting."

No wonder Yato was reluctant to say it at first; he was probably afraid I would think he wanted to take advantage of me. "Then... Yato-nii... would you help me?"

I lowered my head, not daring to look him in the eye. "Hypnotizing you is possible... but as for sex..."

"Nito... do you despise me?"

I looked at him with teary eyes. "No!! Of course not, Misa is so cute, how could I despise her!! It's just that what I just said was theoretical; I don't know if it will actually work."

Thinking about it, it makes sense. Besides me, how could any other girl ask someone to hypnotize her and then have sex? "Well... Misa will be the test subject then. Didn't you say you like seeing Misa in short skirts and stockings? If the treatment is successful, Misa can wear them for you."

Hearing this, Yato couldn't refuse any longer. He went out for a while, returning about twenty minutes later with several unopened pairs of flesh-colored stockings. He wanted me to take off all my clothes, leaving me only in these flesh-colored stockings. Taking off my clothes in front of Yato was actually fine, since we'd already been intimate, but wearing stockings still made me a little nervous. However, for the sake of the treatment, I tried my best. Now, I was only covered by a pair of thin, cicada-wing-like stockings. Yato then blindfolded me with a black cloth and placed me on the large chair. I felt a little nervous, and my lower body was secreting a little bit of lubrication. I kept rubbing my stockinged legs together, making a rustling sound. "Misa, don't be nervous, relax!"

Yato was massaging my forehead, and I smelled an aromatherapy scent, probably lit by him. I felt my body begin to relax, and Yato asked me to follow him and slowly count from one to ten. But when I counted to five or six, my consciousness slowly began to dissipate. "Yes, just relax your body like this, imagine you are having sex with your boyfriend. He loves every inch of your skin, he wants to kiss your nipples, is that okay?"

I nodded, and immediately a wave of pleasure came from my nipples. "Mmm...mmm...ah..."

Then, I felt two rough hands stroking my stockings. They stroked faster and harder, and I started to resist. "Misa, don't be nervous...your legs are so beautiful, you love it when I stroke your legs, don't you?"

"Mmm...Misa likes it..."

I felt Yato's hands becoming gentler, especially at the base of my thighs. I could feel a warm current because he was almost touching my vulva. At this moment, Yato picked up one of my feet and put it in his mouth. I recalled the time Yato licked my toes, and my lower body couldn't help but produce a lot of love fluid. "Ah...ah...mmm..." Although I could

n't see it, I guessed that the stockings on my lower body were already wet and transparent. Yato tenderly stroked my labia, constantly comforting me. "Misa's pussy is so wet."

As Yato spoke, he spat out my foot, then put the other foot in his mouth again, the toes of my stockings soaked with his saliva. "Ah... um... Misa... isn't she lewd?"

These were the words that came out of my subconscious, I don't know why they came out. "No, Misa is cute, I love her the most."

After Yato finished speaking, he spread my legs wide apart. Luckily I couldn't see, otherwise, with my vulva facing him, I would be incredibly ashamed. I gradually felt breath coming from my genitals, probably because Yato had leaned his head closer. "Ah...oh...ah...no...it's dirty there."

"Misa, it's not dirty at all, and it tastes good."

Yato ignored my words and instead swirled his tongue even more vigorously, stimulating my clitoris back and forth through the stockings, making my body tremble uncontrollably. I was so aroused by him that I actually asked him to tear my stockings. In the past, when I was violated, the person liked to tear my stockings before penetrating me. But when I heard Yato tearing the stockings, I didn't feel scared at all; instead, I felt a little expectant. Yato's fingers went in, and I don't know why he seemed to know my body very well, as he specifically pressed on my G-spot. Every time his fingers were pulled out, I felt some of my love juice being pulled out with his fingers, but there was still an endless flow of love juice. "Ah...ah...so good...I'm going to...I'm going to come...oh...mmmmmm!!"

I couldn't help but hug Yaren and kiss him deeply, until all my juices gushed out from my genitals before we separated. As I was panting, a strong smell of semen wafted around me. "Misa, next up is your favorite cock."

I opened my mouth and began to suck and stroke Yaren's penis. I should hate giving men oral sex, but hearing Yaren's moans as I did so, I worked even harder. Yaren's penis was so big that I switched to licking his glans and testicles with my tongue. Every time I licked a certain spot, I could feel his whole body trembling. "Misa, you're a virgin now, and your boyfriend wants to be with you. Is that okay?"

Yato hinted again, and this time my body reacted naturally. I spread my legs, opened my vagina, and prepared for a thick, large penis to be inserted. "Ah...ah! Ah...it's in...oh..."

I felt the pain of first penetration as if I were truly a virgin. Yato, meanwhile, gently and softly wiggled his hips on me. "Misa's body is amazing...can I thrust?"

"Hmm..."

After preparing myself mentally, Yato slowly withdrew his penis and then slowly inserted it again. The vaginal walls were tightly squeezed, making me feel very full. "Mmm... Ohhh... Mmm... Ah... Inside... So comfortable... Mmm... Brother's... So thick... So hot... Ahhh..."

Pleasure gradually spread through my body, my previously scattered will weakened even more, and my body felt as if it were about to float away. Yato's thrusts became faster and faster, and I could hear his moans right next to my ear. I had never experienced such pleasurable intercourse. "Ah... Misa's body... So beautiful... Ohhh... I love you so much... Ahhh!"

Yato's hips swayed rhythmically, causing us both to shout out loud. Yato seemed not to want to disturb others, so he kissed me wetly while thrusting. Every thrust from Yato was so forceful, almost piercing my cervix with each stroke, but I wanted to be possessed by his penis more and more. "Oh...oh...I'm coming, brother...ah...I'm going to...oh...ooh...I'm coming...ahhh...!!"

"Misa...I'm going to...I'm going to cum...ahhh..."

We had mutual orgasms, and he ejaculated all over me, making me sticky and wet. Afterwards, we kissed deeply for who knows how long. ********** The next day, I changed into a mini skirt and black stockings and went to Yato's lab. "Misa, you actually wore stockings."

Yato stopped typing and smiled at me. "I'm not afraid to wear stockings, but...now whenever I wear stockings...I will..."

As soon as I said this, love juice secreted from between my legs, making me rub my legs together. Yesterday, after Yaren broke the hypnosis on me, I discovered that because the intercourse during the hypnosis was too intense, now when I wear stockings, my body is actually experiencing sexual cravings. "Then why don't you just not wear stockings?"

Yaren walked up to me, rolled up her skirt, revealing stockings soaked with arousal fluid. "That won't do, since my boyfriend likes it."

"Then I'll just have to take good care of Misa's body."

Yato took off my clothes and started his thrusting again. Wait, no, it's therapy. (III) Escort Dating Rehearsal Today is Saturday, no classes this afternoon. I'm currently wearing a small-sized sailor uniform, my chest is tightly covered, thankfully the red butterfly scarf on my chest covers the pattern of my bra. I'm wearing a blue short skirt, so short that it's about 20 centimeters above my knees, barely covering my buttocks, thankfully a pair of very thin black stockings cover my entire beautiful legs, otherwise I definitely couldn't stand it. I pulled my handbag up to my thighs, hoping to cover my almost naked lower body a little, but passersby still came from all directions to ogle my body. I'm waiting for my escort date while recalling what happened at university a few days ago. "Misa, Misa...look, look!!"

Nana came over angrily, holding a flyer. I took it and saw it was a recruitment flyer for the Tokyo University Performing Arts Club. "Oh, this is it. I didn't expect you to be interested in this, Nana."

Since we enrolled, many clubs have tried to recruit us, but Nana has refused them all. But this time she seemed very interested. "Of course, this is a great opportunity to get in touch with the entertainment industry. Maybe we can meet a lot of celebrities."

"Celebrities aside...I also hope to join, but it must be so hard to get selected. I don't know anything about acting..."

"Don't worry, our looks alone are enough to qualify."

Nana had studied acting before, so she spoke of it casually. "Don't be silly, there are plenty of beautiful girls at Tokyo University, and I want to join based on my own merit."

"Then why don't you talk to Masato? Maybe he has a good idea."

I thought for a while and finally decided to follow Nana's suggestion. Since what happened last time, Masato and I have become lovers. However, since he is my mentor and brother (although we are not related by blood), it is still not convenient to make our relationship public. Only Nana and my sister know about it. "What?! Misa wants to join Tokyo University's performing arts club?!"

Masato's reaction was a bit strong. "You don't like it? Then it's okay if you give up."

"No... no, it's just that I heard the selection criteria are very high."

"So I hope you can teach me how to act. I know you can do it, please..."

As long as I tug at his sleeve and act coquettishly, I know he can't refuse. "Alright then, you asked me to."

I saw him leering at me as he whispered his plan in my ear. "How can this be?! I refuse!!"

He actually wanted me to dress up as a prostitute on Saturday for a date. "Don't worry, your date is me. The hardest part of acting is getting into character. If you can embody a character, then acting it out won't be a problem."

Masato quickly explained. "Then why a high school girl doing prostitutes? I think you like that stuff, right?"

I pretended to be angry. "If you can play such an embarrassing role, other roles will be a piece of cake for you. But to be honest, I've always liked Misa in her high school sailor uniform, so..."

"Hmm... okay then, I can't help it."

And so, today I waited for him at the station wearing the sailor uniform that Masato had prepared beforehand. Thinking about it, I really couldn't believe I was "rehearsing a play

." Just then, a middle-aged man in a suit approached. "Miss Misa, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

He greeted me, his voice sounding quite familiar. Oh my god, it's Masato. "Masato!! Why..."

"I specially dressed up like this for you, that's why I'm late."

I looked at Masato dressed as a middle-aged man and couldn't help but laugh. But when he reminded me that I also looked like a high school girl, I couldn't laugh anymore. "Alright, in short, for today, I'm your sugar daddy, and you're a spoiled high school girl. You have to accompany me shopping."

With that, Masato grabbed my hand and left. Actually, what's called "compensated dating" is just doing what couples do, so I was quite happy to accompany Yaren shopping, watching movies, and having lunch, even if I was wearing rather embarrassing clothes. Yaren even told me to play the role of a capricious girl, so I didn't hold back in being coquettish and fierce. It felt pretty good to see my boyfriend both amused and annoyed by my antics. However, the price was that he groped me the whole time, especially during the movie. He kept touching my stockings. Yaren said it was to make it more realistic, but I felt like he was trying to molest me in front of everyone. Another thing I was particularly concerned about during our intimate moments was the stares of passersby. They must have thought I was doing something immoral, but Masato seemed quite proud of the envious glances from male passersby. Afterwards, Masato said he would take me somewhere, so we boarded a tram.

On the tram, Masato unabashedly hugged me and kissed me, his hands even reaching around my waist to grab and rub my buttocks. The tram wasn't crowded; almost every passenger could see us entwined. "Ugh... How shameful. Kissing each other in public on the train."

"Such a young woman, resorting to compensated dating for money."

I felt ashamed of these comments, so I kissed Yato even more passionately, hoping to lose myself in the moment. I could even feel a hard object pressing against my lower abdomen. But Yato said that as long as I could overcome my shame, I wouldn't be afraid of facing the camera and audience while acting. Fortunately, it was only a ten-minute ride, and Yato took me off the train. But what followed was even more embarrassing—this area was full of couples' hotels. We entered a very luxurious hotel and checked into one of the rooms. "Wow~ This place is so big and beautiful!"

I jumped onto the large round bed in the middle of the room like a child. "Are you happy today?"

"Extremely happy~"

Actually, calling it acting practice is more like a more realistic date. "But a willful girl like Misa who comes out for money to engage in compensated dating, no matter what, Uncle has to teach her a lesson."

Yato didn't seem to have forgotten that he was coordinating the acting, and he still spoke like a middle-aged man. "Ah... Uncle... be gentle..."

He took off my top and skirt, and even tore off my bra. I was now a lamb to the slaughter. "Misa is too lewd, wearing a thong with ties under her stockings, is she trying to seduce men?"

Yato ripped off my underwear with one hand, leaving me only in a pair of thin stockings. "Yeah... I want to... seduce Uncle... because Uncle dotes on Misa..."

Upon hearing this, Yato went berserk, stripping off his clothes in one go and pressing himself against me, sucking hard on my pink nipples. "Mmm... Misa... isn't she much better than Uncle's wife..."

I imagined Yato was truly a married man, comparing her to his wife. But the answer was obvious; no mature woman could compare to a young and beautiful high school girl. "Of course, Misa is the best. Mmm... mmm..."

Yato excitedly sucked on my nipples, constantly exploring the secret places beneath my stockings. "Ew~ Uncle's so lecherous, all you do is touch people's bodies. Tell me, what do I have that's better than your housewife?"

I said this just to hear Yato praise me. "Misa is beautiful, has a great figure, and beautiful legs and huge breasts. She's practically a man's dream. Come on~ lick Uncle's penis, and Uncle will buy you anything."

Yaren shoved his enormous member in front of me. "No~ Uncle's genitals are so dirty. Misa needs to wash them first."

I got up and pulled Yaren into the bathroom, and he seemed quite pleased. There was an inflatable floating bed in the bathroom, and some lotion. "Come on, Misa, use your body to bathe Uncle."

I pushed Masato onto the floating bed, and then, like a prostitute bathing a client, I smeared lotion all over his body, rubbing it against him with a towel. I couldn't tell anymore whether I was his girlfriend or a wanton high school girl seducing men. "No, don't rub me with your lewd breasts."

In the end, Masato taught me to smear a large amount of lotion all over my body first, making my whole body sticky and wet. My already smooth stockings seemed to blend into my body, becoming even more transparent, with almost no friction. Masato pressed me down on top of him and then guided me to rub back and forth. "Mmm...ah...like this...wet...so comfortable..."

I slowly savored the flesh-on-flesh, slippery texture. When our nipples rubbed against each other, my body felt like it was being electrified. But what I enjoyed most was having my genitals pressed against Yato's penis. Although I was supposed to be bathing him, I was actually masturbating with his penis. I had been wearing stockings all day, and my body was already aroused. Now I couldn't hold back anymore. "Mmm, every time Misa's breasts rub against me...the sticky touch...oh, so, so comfortable."

"Mmm...my breasts...feel so good too...ah..."

Our pleasure instantly reached its peak. Next, Masato taught me to use my beautiful legs, clad in stockings, to rub against his hands. Simply put, I was to use my labia to wash his body. This felt much more intense than rubbing with my breasts, and Masato's hands could also caress my stockinged legs. As my clitoris rubbed against his rough body, my whole body felt tingly and numb, and a large amount of fluid, not like lotion, was secreted from my body, moisturizing our skin. "Oh... Misa's body is so soft... and all wet... it feels so lewd..."

"That's not fair!!... Uncle should also pamper Misa... there..."

We then assumed a 69 position, with our genitals facing Masato's face. I obediently used my breasts to clamp his penis, performing a breastjob. Before I could even fully tighten my wet breasts around his penis, Yato was already rubbing my vulva through my stockings. "Ha... ahh... so good..."

I focused my scattered will, clamped my penis, and began to give my uncle oral sex. His penis felt hotter and harder than usual; just holding it in my mouth was enough to ignite an uncontrollable lust within me. "Ugh... Misa's breasts... so good... why are you so horny today... ahh... my pussy is so wet..."

"Ah... Misa... no... tsk tsk... Uncle's penis... um... so delicious..."

I denied being horny while simultaneously savoring the man's penis, a complete contradiction. "Oh... Misa... Uncle can't take it anymore... Ahh... I'm going to... cum..."

Upon hearing this, I immediately stopped all movement, afraid that he would really ejaculate. "No... Uncle... If you're going to cum, please cum inside Misa's pussy..."

I was so aroused by Yaren that I didn't care what lewd things I was saying. I just tore open my stockings and stuffed the thick penis into my vagina. "Misa... You look so innocent, but your body is so lewd. Uncle is going to fuck your cunt to pieces today..."

Seeing my lewd state, Yaren was also aroused. He frantically twisted his waist and kneaded my breasts. Before long, I felt like I was about to collapse from orgasm. Perhaps Yato had already ejaculated, because I felt a sticky, hot discharge inside me, but he showed no sign of stopping, even lifting me from behind and continuing his piston-like movements in front of the bathroom mirror. "Ugh... Misa, look at yourself... Ugh... How lewd..."

The woman in the mirror had her legs lifted, a male penis thrusting in and out of her private parts, with vaginal fluids splattering. In contrast to her lower body encased in black stockings, her upper body, fair and flawless, was drenched in fragrant sweat from sexual arousal. Her breasts swayed up and down with the intense thrusting, and I could only hold them tightly, kneading them as I went, but no matter what, the stimulation of her breasts couldn't compare to the burning pleasure from the friction in her vagina. "Ah...it's too intense...oh...Uncle is so amazing...oh...um...ahhh!!!"

Yato was probably penetrating my body three or four times per second, and this continued for several minutes. Not only did the speed not decrease, but he also penetrated deeper and harder. I looked at my own lewd moans in the mirror, and my beautiful figure during orgasm was completely exposed. "Ah...Misa...Misa's body feels so good...ah...Uncle can't take it anymore...I'm going to shoot inside...Misa's body...oh...oh!!!"

"Oh...semen...ah...it's coming out...from Misa's little hole...umm, what if I get pregnant?"

I put on a pitiful expression. "Misa doesn't like it?"

"No, Misa loves Uncle's semen the most. Misa wants to have a cute baby for Uncle."

Yato smeared my entire pair of stockings with his semen, making the originally dark stockings look extremely lewd. But for some reason, having Yato's semen all over my feet gave me a strange sense of security. While Yato rested, I licked his whole body clean, consuming everything, including lotion (since it was for sex, it was okay to eat it), sweat, and semen. Yato said I was incredibly lewd. "Misa, your acting just now was really amazing. Was it real or fake?"

We were still snuggling together, continuing to enjoy the pleasure of our skin touching. "Hehe~ I won't tell you. But if you really go to find someone for escort services, you'll have to suffer!!"

I pretended to be angry. "Then I'm going to enjoy myself today!! Watch how Uncle will ruin you!!"

Then, he pushed me down again. A week later, Nana and I were both selected for the drama club auditions. As for what role I played in the audition? Hehe~ That's a secret~

(IV) Misa's Lewd Diary

Tonight should be the most free night since I entered university. Usually, I'm either rushing to finish my studies, studying, or going out on dates. It just so happens that Yaren is tutoring someone today, so I stayed home alone to rest. Since I had some free time, I took out my diary and started reminiscing.

September 10, 2008, Sunny.

Today, a male classmate took my virginity! Haoshu tricked me into going to the infirmary and then forcibly violated me. At the time, I was drugged and couldn't resist. He first took my first kiss, then touched my breasts, and finally inserted his penis into my vagina.

That thing was like a hot iron rod, hard, thick, and hot. To be honest, my body was very excited when he raped me. So this is what sex feels like. But he ejaculated inside me! What if I get pregnant? He even took pictures of us having sex to blackmail me. What should I do?

On September 11, 2008, Qing

Haoshu called me to the audiovisual room after school. He demanded I watch a pornographic movie with him, or he would release the photos from yesterday. I had no choice but to obey. But watching porn at school would be a huge problem if people found out, and it was my first time watching one, so I was incredibly nervous. But he acted nonchalantly, even molesting me while watching. Somehow, when his hand went inside me and started groping, I became so excited that I ejaculated a lot of fluid—something I'd never experienced before.

Then he forced me to perform oral sex on him. Having a man's penis in my mouth was disgusting; he even ejaculated on my face.

Finally, he roughly tore my stockings and inserted his penis again. This time it didn't hurt as much as the first time, but he still ejaculated into my uterus…

September 15, 2008, Sunny.

Today was my favorite swimming lesson, but halfway through, Haoshu dragged me to the changing room and made me perform oral sex on him while wearing black stockings and a swimsuit. Luckily, this time he didn't ejaculate inside me, but rather on my feet. I realized he really liked my legs in stockings, because every time I was forced to have sex, he would spend a lot of time stroking my feet.

September 18, 2008, Rainy.

My period started today, and knowing I'm not pregnant puts my mind at ease. But Haoshu has gone even further; after school, he demanded that I have sex with him in the special room. Because of my period, I firmly refused, and he tied me to a chair and rubbed his penis against my stockings. In the end, I had to wear those stockings stained with semen all the way home, and along the way, some middle-aged men stared at my legs, which made me feel very ashamed.

September 30, 2008, cloudy.

This afternoon, he called me back to the place where he first raped me, saying he wanted me to do some kind of footjob for him. Fortunately, it was just asking me to rub his penis with my feet. Although my legs were a little tired, it was better than him penetrating me, because I still felt incredibly ashamed to have sex at school.

October 10, 2008, Sunny.

Today after school, I was forced to have sex in the classroom again, but he said I had to wear stockings and perform masturbation in front of him first. I've masturbated occasionally before, but having to do it in front of a boy is just too much.

Not only that, when Haoshu saw me masturbating, he also started rubbing his penis. That day, he had sex with me more frantically than ever before, ejaculating inside and outside me three times before stopping.

October 18, 2008, Sunny.

Today is a school holiday, and Haoshu asked me out. Actually, it was my first time going on a date alone with a man, but the date wasn't as wasteful as I imagined. First, he molested me like a pervert on the train, and then he wanted me to seduce the owner of an adult store. He wanted me to give him oral and foot sex. My beloved pink stockings were covered in his semen and unwearable.

Then, at the movie theater, we actually had sex in front of other audience members. Haoshu even wanted me to give him a nipplejob. In the end, it attracted the attention of other audience members, who excitedly ejaculated on me. I had never experienced having the semen of more than a dozen men soil my body. When I got home, my sister almost discovered my abnormality. I immediately went back to my room to clean the semen from my vagina and then took three showers.

October 22, 2008, Sunny.

Almost every day after school, Haoshu would force me to have sex with him. Over time, I no longer felt disgusted and even enjoyed it. Is this a good thing or a bad thing? That day, Hiroki poured some sticky, wet liquid onto my stockings. I remembered seeing this kind of lubricant in porn movies. I roughly understood why male actors liked to use this liquid; it did feel really good on the skin. But cleaning the classroom afterwards would be too much trouble.

November 1, 2008, cloudy. The

weather started to get cold, and we switched to winter school uniforms. But when I put on my school skirt, I realized that because I had grown taller, the skirt seemed shorter. To make matters worse, we ran into a school inspection. I got a lecture from the head of discipline >_<”

November 5, 2008, sunny.

Ever since Hiroki threatened me, he ordered me not to wear underwear to class, or to wear extremely sexy underwear. I had completely forgotten today, and he got really angry. Without saying a word, he ripped my stockings and inserted a vibrating dildo. He even made me leave it on until the end of class as punishment.

During class, he turned on the vibrating dildo, and I couldn't help but orgasm, soaking my stockings. Luckily, no one noticed. I'll definitely remember not to wear underwear to school again.

November 6, 2008, Sunny.

Today after school, when I had sex with Hiroki, he was wearing the same black stockings as me! I don't know whether to call him perverted or bold. If people knew… But he was especially excited today, pinning me down on the desk. He brought me to orgasm repeatedly, but the thought of being aroused by a male classmate wearing stockings made me incredibly ashamed.

November 8, 2008, Sunny.

It was particularly cold today, so I wore stockings to keep warm during PE class. But Mr. Kuroda said I was trying to seduce a male classmate and threatened to punish me!

He tied me to the gym storage room and whipped me relentlessly, all the while calling me lewd. Worse still, when he pulled down my gym pants, he found the semen I had left with Haoshu during lunch. He then used a relay baton to insert into my vagina and his penis into my anus. Even Haoshu never did anything to my anus, but today a thick, large penis was forcibly inserted, causing me a lot of pain…

November 13, 2008, Cloudy

. For the past week, I've gone to Haoshu's villa to have sex with him as soon as I get home from school. He said it's less exciting than school, but more convenient. At the villa, he instructed me to play different roles—nurse, police officer, flight attendant—but no matter the uniform, he insisted I wear stockings. Today, I was to play a servant.

I thought today would be like any other day, where I could leave after satisfying him. I never imagined he would collude with Kuroda to lure my sister here. He even used me to force her to comply. My sister loves me so much and doesn't want my photos to be published, so she had to satisfy their demands and have sex with them.

Fortunately, my sister pretended to submit to them, then tied them up while they were asleep and even "taught them a lesson." The photos were retrieved, and I was finally free from Hiroki's clutches.

February 1, 2009, Sunny.

Today is my sister's wedding day. She will soon become Kimura-nii's wife, which is truly enviable. But I felt so ashamed at her wedding. I was masturbating in the woods when Masato-nii saw me, and I ended up having sex with him. He's someone I've liked since I was little. I wonder if he'll hate me for seeing me like this…
March 15, 2009, Rain

: This was the first time I'd seen Masato since entering Tokyo University. Even though his office was on campus, I was still a little afraid he'd hate me because of the wedding.

But Masato was as gentle as ever. To cure my stocking phobia, he even made love to me himself. When he held me, I felt so warm; he didn't seem to mind at all. Afterwards, when I heard him say "I love you," I was so moved I cried.

March 22, 2009, Rain:

It turns out Masato also likes to wear stockings during sex. It's okay, I like it too anyway. Now, whenever I put on stockings, I think of Masato's penis. Ah... Misa, you're so horny.

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