Kissing the internet cafe owner's stockinged feet

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This is a true story! It's my personal experience during my university years!
I remember it was my sophomore year. Due to the university's expansion, there weren't enough dormitories for us. So, the university arranged for our year to live in the university town off-campus. The university town was very commercialized; bookstores, clothing stores, shoe stores, grocery stores, fruit stores, and audio-visual product stores were everywhere! But when it came to evening entertainment, the only thing that came to mind was spending time in internet cafes! At that time, there were more than just one or two internet cafes in the university town—it was truly a market economy! There were so many internet cafes that thousands of students in the university town could choose from them at will! But my favorite one was an internet cafe called Jiaxing! Not because their computers were fast, the seats were comfortable, or the screens were big. The real reason was that their cashier and several managers were all young women in their twenties, and most importantly, it was their owner—the owner's feet in stockings!
Let me introduce this middle-aged woman who fascinated me so much during my university years! The owner was probably in her thirties and had a little daughter who looked about seven or eight years old! The proprietress was very fashionable and charming, with long, permed blonde hair. She loved wearing avant-garde fashion, and in my memory, she almost never went without high heels. The only distinguishing feature was the stockings she wore each time I saw her. Sometimes she would wear fashionable trousers with different colored high heels, and then a pair of short stockings—and those stockings were never the same. Sometimes they were wide-brimmed nylon stockings, sometimes they were core-spun nylon, sometimes they were sheer stockings with three stripes... and the colors were different too—sometimes light nude, sometimes dark nude, sometimes light gray, sometimes black... almost always carefully chosen to match her trousers and shoes! When she wore a fashionable skirt with high heels, she almost always wore pantyhose. In my memory, she never seemed to wear stockings. I remember after we got to know each other better, I asked her once why she wasn't wearing stockings. She joked with me, "If my stockings slip down, can you pull them up for me?" But that's a story for another time! Let me tell you about my first time kissing (or rather, kissing with my lips, swirling my tongue around) her stockinged feet!
Before talking about kissing her stockinged feet, I think I need to describe the environment and layout of the internet cafe at the time! I'm not advertising for this internet cafe, but rather sharing this with fellow enthusiasts in the spirit of communication. Maybe some of you will have a similar experience in the future! This internet cafe had three floors and more than 300 computers. Right inside the main entrance was a small lounge area! Two rows of sofas, a few chairs with backs, and two coffee tables—it had a unique charm! There was a TV on the wall in the lounge area for people waiting to watch (it was a highly competitive product). A few steps further in was the internet cafe's cashier! It was a bit like a bar counter! The cashiers inside all sat on high, swivel chairs, legs crossed, picking out shoes! Because the counter was high, I felt embarrassed to deliberately stick my head in, so every time I saw their stockinged feet choosing shoes, I thought of the poem, "Only to be admired from afar, not to be touched." Past the counter were stairs leading upstairs! This staircase was the key point; at the bottom was a small loft with a beach chair, where the internet cafe staff would rest when they were tired at night. But sometimes the proprietress would take a nap in that chair. I observed this pattern for a while before discovering it, otherwise, what happened later wouldn't have happened!
Through my careful observation, I discovered that the proprietress had a habit of lying down for a nap after eating at the internet cafe! So I decided to try it out. Actually, I didn't intend to kiss her stockinged feet; I just wanted to touch them with my fingers, to feel them! But sometimes surprises happen unexpectedly! Hehe! (Secretly pleased!) I remember that year was Yao Ming's first year joining the NBA! Honestly, I really have to thank Yao Ming! Our university town opens for lunch early, and we finished eating around 11:00 AM. The owner was in the same boat as us, because if she didn't eat, there wouldn't be any left (university students are like hungry wolves)! It's a funny coincidence. That day, I was just feeling bored and had just finished eating, so I planned to go to an internet cafe. But as soon as I walked in, oh my god! This wasn't an internet cafe! Everyone was there to watch the game on TV! The TV was showing the Rockets vs. Lakers game! Shaquille O'Neal was still with the Lakers then, a duel between two of the NBA's top centers! It attracted a lot of attention; some of the cashiers were even craning their necks to watch! My first thought was to find the owner! I quickly walked past the cashier, turned the corner of the stairs, and felt a surge of joy! I immediately told myself two words: "Energetic!" The owner was sleeping with her eyes closed on a recliner! That day, she was wearing brown fashion trousers and brown suede pointed-toe high heels! As for stockings, there's no doubt she was wearing them; it's just a matter of what color and material they were! I was about three meters away from her at the time, and I wasn't sure if she was really asleep (it's hard to tell with her eyes closed). My first thought was to check to see if she was asleep. So I took out my phone and played a ringtone, like someone was calling me. After ringing for about ten seconds, I noticed she was lying motionless in the chair. Actually, I could feel my heart racing! So I tiptoed over, and before I did, I specifically checked the outside; everyone was still enjoying Yao Ming's performance! (I'm so grateful to Yao Ming!) I bent over and squatted down in front of her beautiful feet. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it. Before fully admiring her beautiful feet, I took all the safety precautions, even waving my hand in front of her to confirm she was asleep, and then putting my phone on silent. After that, I began to fully enjoy this delicious dessert after the meal!
First, I carefully admired her exposed feet in stockings. Encased in coffee-colored suede boat-shaped high heels, they were incredibly smooth, like jade feet. It was as if a layer of skin was pasted over them; the light flesh-colored, wide-banded stockings seemed to grow out of her feet, both translucent and silky smooth. The curve of her arch and the veins on her instep were clearly visible! I immediately felt a strong surge of blood and swelling down there! It felt extremely unnatural in my pants! I immediately leaned closer and carefully smelled her feet. Because of the shoes, the scent wasn't very strong, but that faint fragrance is something I can't forget! I immediately touched them gently with my fingers; the silky smooth feeling went straight to my heart—it was truly pleasant and wonderful! At that moment, all I wanted was to prolong this wonderful moment, not to miss the opportunity. So, I boldly used my entire palm to caress the exposed part of her stockinged foot, one hand stroking her stockinged foot, the other constantly stroking the surface of her suede high heels! I touched it for a good minute or two! I was afraid of waking her, so I stroked very slowly, very lightly, very gently, slowly enjoying the pleasure those stockinged feet brought me! Just then, another thought arose, which now seems like a crime in retrospect! I wanted to kiss her stockinged foot! I had to kiss it! Before kissing, I checked again to make sure my caressing hadn't woken her; she was still fast asleep. I slowly brought my lips closer to her stockinged foot that had me ravaged, little by little, until finally, my lips touched the instep of her stockinged foot, making my first intimate contact with her second skin! Those smooth stockings, that warm jade foot, wouldn't let my lips leave! By this point, I was truly obsessed. I didn't think about anything else, and without thinking twice, my tongue naturally darted out, indulging in the pleasure of her stockinged feet, her stockinged feet, and the velvety texture of her high heels! Gradually, my boldness grew, and my greed became increasingly insatiable! I gently grasped her heels, gently nudging them, determined to remove her high heels without disturbing her and lick her stockinged, alluring feet! Slowly, I removed her shoes. She seemed genuinely sleepy; she shifted slightly in the chair as I removed them, but her drowsiness hadn't completely dissipated. She seemed quite willing to let me take off her shoes. And so, I removed her high heels, revealing her entire stockinged foot before my very eyes! I picked up her shoes and inhaled deeply; the fragrance of her feet permeated the shoes, making me incredibly excited! After gently setting the shoes down, I brought my face close to her stockinged feet, kissing them with my lips and licking them with my tongue. The instep, the sole, the toes, the ankle... I kissed every part of those feet that deserved kissing, and I licked every part of those feet that deserved licking...
Even today, I can't forget that exciting experience; it's truly unforgettable! Since then, every time I go to an internet cafe, I go to that particular one, and whenever I have the chance, I lick her stockinged feet! That experience honed my skills, making me a true lover of stockings, a lover of touching stockings, a lover of licking stockings, and someone who dares to touch and lick stockings! Bookstores, supermarkets, train stations, cosmetic counters in shopping malls... wherever there are people wearing stockings, I'm determined to touch and lick them! Stockings, stockinged feet, stockinged feet, and high heels have become indispensable treasures in my life...

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