Wonderful memories of university

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Two Memories of University:
Having read so many recollections, I'm now writing down my own stories with online friends during my university years. In this memoir, I'll be writing about two female online friends. Their stories are interwoven chronologically, but for the sake of completeness, I'll separate them and write them as individual stories, explaining any overlapping timelines.
Sister Da Shuang:
When I was in university, the internet age was developing rapidly. There were online games like Legend of Mir and Miracle Online, and chat rooms and QQ—so many options! Back then, I heard all sorts of stories about meeting online friends and having sex with them. Hearing these made me want to hunt for girls online too. Anyway, in university, classes were just a pretext; playing games online and picking up girls was the real business.
And as those who have read my articles know, my first real sexual experience was with my family's nanny during my first summer vacation in university. Men are like carnivores; once they have sexual experience, it's like a carnivore who has eaten human flesh and then becomes unstoppable—they develop a crazy obsession and pursuit of sex. I happened to be going through this transition myself. My nanny went home to run her small restaurant during my sophomore year, and I lost my sexual partners. At that time, my relationship with my cousin hadn't progressed to the point of sex, and I was the shy, angelic type of guy at school—a lecherous man at heart. For this kind of guy, getting a woman was harder than climbing to heaven. So I set my sights on the internet.
From then on, I frantically frequented chat rooms and added people on QQ like crazy, adding any woman whose name and avatar I saw. Then we'd chat, and the conversation would veer towards erotic topics. But I don't know if my chatting skills were lacking, or if romantic encounters are just a matter of luck, but I always ran into obstacles until I met Sister Da Shuang.
I remember it was during my sophomore winter break. I played Legend of Mir 2: Guarding Shabak with my classmates all day. We managed to defend Shabak, but it wasn't very interesting anymore, so I continued my womanizing adventure in chat rooms. I added any woman whose name I saw and chatted privately, but most of the time nothing came of it. It was getting late, and I was feeling a bit tired. Just as I was about to log off, an account I had previously messaged messaged me started chatting. The person said they had been busy and hadn't seen my
message, so we started chatting. For some reason, I didn't jump right in. We started chatting about random things, and when we got down to business, I realized I was pretty good at it. We chatted for a long time and eventually added each other on QQ. My thinking at the time was that if I left the chat room, I wouldn't be able to find that person again, so adding each other on QQ would make it easier to continue chatting later. So we chatted on QQ for a while. While chatting, I discovered we had a lot to talk about. She studied art, and so did I. She studied music and now works as a music teacher at a school, while I studied directing. We also both love watching movies—art films, war films, you name it—and she liked all kinds, and I had recommended quite a few good movies to her. In the end, we exchanged phone numbers and said goodnight before logging off.
But unexpectedly, just as I finished washing up and was getting ready for bed, my phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. My first thought was, "Could this be the woman from earlier?" After a few seconds of nervousness, I quickly answered the phone.
"You're Xiao L, right?" a slightly hoarse voice came from the other end.
"I am...who are you?" I wasn't prepared for this voice; it made me imagine this woman's appearance wasn't very appealing.
"You forgot your number after I just left it?" the voice continued.
"I remember." I chatted with her somewhat absentmindedly, as I really couldn't accept that voice. It was hard to imagine what the woman on the other end of the phone looked like. But out of politeness, I continued the conversation, and learned her real name was Shuang, so I started calling her Sister Shuang.
As the conversation deepened, I discovered we had many similarities. We talked about school, our majors, and our hobbies. Sister Shuang's interests were quite broad—football, basketball, billiards, movies—she loved them all, so we had a great time chatting, making me forget whether the woman on the other end of the phone was ugly.
But for some reason, Sister Shuang suddenly asked me, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
"No," I answered honestly.
"Have you ever slept with a woman?" she continued.
"No," I understood the implication, so I had to make up a lie; I couldn't say I'd had a relationship with my housekeeper.
"Not even a one-night stand?" Sister Shuang pressed on.
"Of course," she said, clearly teasing me. I retorted, "And you, sister?" My point was, no matter how ugly you are, I'm going to sleep with you.
"I've had all sorts of one-night stands," she laughed heartily, and told me many stories about her and her boyfriend.
From then on, we often talked on the phone, mainly about relationships. I only told her about my cousin and the story of me ejaculating on her feet. The implication was that I wanted to reveal my foot fetish. Sister Shuang was very understanding of my foot fetish, even telling me she wore stockings in the dead of winter. This made me think, even without sex, foot fetish is fine too!
Life went on like this. Several times, Da Shuang called me, asking me to hang out, but I was always hesitant. I felt that Da Shuang's openness wasn't a good thing, and I was wary. Also, I was really busy with my studies at the time. Until one day...
I had nothing to do that afternoon, and Da Shuang called me. For some reason, I agreed. Although her house wasn't far from mine, I hesitated for a long time before going. I called her and told her I'd wait at a certain place. While waiting for her, I imagined the meeting countless times. After all, this was my first time meeting someone I met online, and because Da Shuang's voice on the phone wasn't very pleasant, I naturally assumed she was ugly.
Just as I was lost in thought, I heard someone calling me from across the street. It was Da Shuang! I quickly ran across the street and looked closely. I was surprised to see a beautiful woman. She looked like a Taiwanese movie star—I won't say who she resembled, but she was definitely beautiful. She was wearing a tracksuit and black ankle boots.
"Look at you, silly!" Sister Da Shuang teased me when she saw my blank stare. Finally, she led me to her home. It was an old-style apartment building. Sister Da Shuang's home was a two-bedroom apartment, but the layout was different from modern two-bedroom apartments. To get to the smaller bedroom, you had to go through the larger one outside. There was no partition between the entrance and the larger bedroom; you just slipped on your shoes and sat on the heated brick bed as soon as you entered.
Sister Da Shuang lived in the larger bedroom, which was supposedly rented to a female colleague from the same school. Sister Da Shuang's bedroom was very simple. There was a simple foam floor, a mattress on top, and a large wardrobe next to it—that was all. There wasn't even a television.
After we entered, we sat on the edge of the bed and chatted. It was then that I noticed Sister Da Shuang was wearing red stockings that day. It was the first time I'd seen colored stockings so closely, and I was a little embarrassed. After Da Shuang noticed, she laughed and said, "You really do have a foot fetish, huh?" She then deliberately waved her foot in front of me before pulling it back.
After chatting for a while, I learned that Da Shuang had a school event that afternoon, but she came specifically to see me. To be honest, I was a little touched. We talked a lot afterward, but I've forgotten the specifics. However, I still can't forget Da Shuang's final action.
She asked me, "Have you ever kissed anyone?"
What could I say? I continued to lie, saying I hadn't.
No sooner had I said that than Sister Da Shuang leaned in, her lips meeting mine with a precise kiss, her tongue slipping into my mouth. Because we had kissed before, we kissed passionately, our tongues intertwined. Honestly, kissing Sister Da Shuang felt wonderful. Her tongue wasn't as delicate as my nanny's, nor as agile as my sister's; it was thick but delicious.
After a while, we parted, but I said I hadn't had enough. Sister Da Shuang then pressed me down, leaning over to kiss me again. I reciprocated, rolling her over and kissing her while caressing her breasts. Since one of her legs was still curled up, right at my crotch, I rubbed my genitals against it.
Feeling confident, I got up to kiss her foot, but she refused. To this day, I don't know why, and she won't say. My repeated pleas were useless. Finally, Sister Shuang pinned me down and kissed me, while her hand slipped inside my pants to masturbate me. The excitement of meeting someone I met online for the first time, combined with Sister Shuang's impressive skills, meant I ejaculated quickly.
Finally, Sister Shuang grinned mischievously and said, "As punishment, I'll make you go home with wet underwear."
In my mind, after the first time, there should be a second, a third... but things didn't go so smoothly. After that first time, I frequently called Sister Shuang to ask her out, but she always refused with various excuses, refusing to see me. This frustrated me greatly; she wouldn't tell me the reason, and it remains a mystery to this day. Until one day, what was meant to happen finally happened.
It was a midday after the beginning of spring. I had just finished my class at school and was idly deciding whether to skip class and go home or go to an internet cafe to play games when the phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, it was Sister Shuang, which made me a little excited. A subtle feeling told me that something good might happen today.
It turned out she was taking a continuing education course at our school. She called me that afternoon to see what I was doing! I told her I didn't have anything to do either, and after getting her address, I went to find her, even skipping lunch. At the time, Sister Shuang was playing games at an internet cafe near our school, and I excitedly ran over.
When I saw Sister Shuang at the internet cafe, she was still as charming as ever. That day, she was wearing a gray blazer over a white shirt, her short hair simply tied in a short ponytail, jeans, and high heels that exposed her ankles. Most shockingly, she was wearing flesh-colored stockings. When I arrived, she was crossing her legs, one foot bare, the stockinged foot dangling in the air. She was smoking and playing games. When I saw her outfit, my lower body involuntarily became aroused.
I asked her if she had eaten. She said she had, and asked if I had. Afraid of wasting time, I lied and said I had too. So, we agreed to take a walk along a canal outside the school.
During our walk, I kept asking her why she wasn't paying attention to me, but she avoided answering, which made me very angry. Later, we sat on a secluded riverbank, and I said one last thing: if she still ignored me, I wouldn't see her again after I got home.
Honestly, after saying that, I regretted it a little. What if she didn't see me again? A promise is a promise. Just as I was struggling with this, the scene from before repeated itself: Da Shuang kissed me, and just like last time, she actively put her tongue in my mouth. I was a little stunned. Just like our first kiss, she held all the power, letting her kiss me, making my blood boil.
After a while of passionate kissing, our lips parted. We both got up and walked away silently. At that moment, all I could think about was how to make love with Da Shuang. When we reached the street lined with the standard-featured small hotels that you see near every university, I stopped.
Da Shuang, sensing my thoughts, silently pulled me away, trying to get me to leave, but I wouldn't budge, my stubbornness kicking in. The kiss earlier was something I'd forced, so I was repeating the same trick. Finally, I clearly saw Da Shuang sigh helplessly and drag me into a place I'd been standing outside for ages—a place called a Japanese-style hostel!
Since it was my first time booking a room, I was a little timid, so Da Shuang took care of everything. After paying the deposit, we were led to a room on the second floor, at the very back. Just as I'd imagined, the room wasn't big, completely occupied by a tatami mat with cabinets, a TV, and bedding. There was only a small space by the door for changing shoes.
I tore off my unacceptable slippers and climbed onto the tatami, watching Da Shuang change. Seeing her take off her shoes, revealing her sexy feet in flesh-colored stockings, excited me immensely.
Da Shuang noticed my reaction (my eyes were fixed on her feet) and teased me. After taking off my shoes, Sister Da Shuang knelt down in front of me.
We both knew what was about to happen, but I was nervous because this was supposed to be my first normal sexual experience. Why do I say that? Well, firstly, those who have read my articles know that my first time was with my nanny, who was older than me, so it didn't count in my mind; secondly, there was my intimate relationship with my cousin, which was an inappropriate relationship, so that didn't count either. What was about to happen with Sister Da Shuang was, firstly, with someone my age, and secondly, not a relative, which I defined as normal sex. Nervous, I looked into Sister Da Shuang's eyes, not knowing where to begin. Looking back now, I find myself a little funny. Maybe it was due to inexperience.
She laughed at my awkward look, which I thought was mocking me at the time. How could I, a grown man, do that? I moved closer and closer to her, until finally I kissed her directly. Sister Da Shuang skillfully responded with her tongue, and I licked her tongue vigorously. My hands reached behind her, searching for my favorite thing: Sister Da Shuang's feet. I touched it, and the unique feel of the stockings spread throughout my body from my hand.
Because of the position where Da Shuang was leaning back, we fell onto the tatami mat. Da Shuang pulled her legs back, spreading them so I could press my legs against hers, and we rolled around passionately on the tatami mat, but our mouths never parted. I withdrew my hand and began my assault on her breasts. Da Shuang's breasts weren't very large, about the size of one hand, but they felt wonderful.
Originally, I had a good plan: after kissing for a while, I would get up and lick my long-desired stockinged feet, then do foot fetish for a while before making love, but plans don't always go as expected. I sensed that Da Shuang still had some defenses, so I started licking her ears. I discovered this when I was being intimate with my cousin; no one can resist licking ears. Little by little, Da Shuang began to get aroused, wrapping her legs around my waist and constantly writhing her body.
Her passion made me forget my plan, and I began frantically undressing her. Her outer garments and shirts were practically torn off, revealing her bra. I ignored that and pushed it up, exposing her breasts. I used every trick in the book I knew to lick and grab them. She moaned and writhed beneath me. The
hormonal stimulation made me want to enter her body. Again, I almost tore off her pants. While I was doing this, she cooperated by lifting her leg and helping me pull off her own pants, along with her half-undone bra. She then pulled off her underwear along with her pants, revealing her most important target: her genitals. I had fantasized about this place countless times, and now it was right in front of me. I looked closely; in modern parlance, her genitals were shaped like a steamed bun, with very little hair.
"Haven't you seen a sample yet?" Just as I was engrossed in watching, Sister Da Shuang said to me with a smile.
"It's different from watching porn," I replied. Sister Da Shuang was completely naked except for her stockings. Although I had slept with my housekeeper before, I was still a virgin when I told Sister Da Shuang. Since I'd already lied, I might as well finish the lie!
I imitated the actions in porn movies, licking Da Shuang's breasts while tentatively inserting my finger into her genitals. As soon as I put it in, I could feel how incredibly wet she was. After a few quick touches, she was already in agony.
At that moment, my genitals were swollen and felt like they were about to explode. I quickly stripped off all my clothes. When I pulled down my underwear, revealing my bulging veins, Da Shuang said, "You've got some good stuff, young man!" This was probably due to genetics; even when flaccid, my penis was a size larger than most people's (I'd received compliments from classmates when changing clothes in the shower or swimming pool at school), let alone when erect. And this was after so long without sex.
I quickly masturbated, ready to get started. But Da Shuang stopped me abruptly. I looked at her in surprise, thinking, "Damn, it's come to this, what do you want?"
"Use a condom..." Da Shuang demanded.
Where was I supposed to get that stuff? Was I supposed to go out and buy it? Just as she was being adamant, and I didn't know what to do, Sister Shuang, a seasoned veteran (or, to use a popular phrase), pulled a brand new box of condoms from the bedside table. "These hotels even provide them," she said.
I quickly removed the packaging and clumsily tried to put the condom on. The following scene will likely be laughed at by many onlookers because I put it on backwards. In the end, Sister Shuang herself helped me put it on.
It seems like it took a long time, but it was probably less than a minute! I put on the condom, my already erect, veiny penis bulging, and without any preparation, I aimed directly at Sister Shuang's vagina and thrust in. When I entered, whether it was hesitation or because my penis was really big, Sister Shuang let out a muffled groan accompanied by "Damn!"
There were no techniques, no proper movements or anything. My penis was right in Sister Shuang's... In the warm, moist place, we thrust wildly, disregarding positions, simply man on top, like a piston driving a stake. Sister Shuang writhed wildly beneath me, her hands clawing haphazardly at my back. Her reaction only fueled my desire, making me thrust even harder. Lacking experience and control, after only three to five minutes, my genitals signaled that I was about to ejaculate. I sped up, and soon a torrent gushed from the tip of my penis. My whole body trembled involuntarily, and I clung tightly to Sister Shuang. Sister Shuang
, caught up in the passion, was interrupted by my sudden ejaculation. She opened her eyes and looked at me; I looked at her sheepishly.
"It's okay, all virgins are like this the first time!" Sister Shuang said, gently stroking my face. I pulled out my penis and saw a lot of my semen accumulated at the tip of the condom. Sister Shuang added, "Quite a lot!" "
Afterwards, Sister Shuang helped me remove the condom and took out tissues to wipe my genitals. Then we lay down naked and chatted. During the conversation, I learned that Sister Shuang used to be a very wild girl. Because she studied art and her family didn't discipline her, she changed men frequently. Moreover, when she was in college, she even had sex with a female classmate's younger brother. As for why she had such a long period of being single now, it was because she had grown up and started working. In addition, she had a boyfriend who was aiming for marriage, but they broke up, which resulted in her not having a man for more than a year.
When she talked about her boyfriend, I didn't hear a word she said. All I could remember was her crazy threesome experience. Plus, seeing Sister Shuang's flesh-colored stockinged feet swaying in front of my eyes, my genitals became aroused again.
"Still a young man, wanting it again?" "Big Sister Shuang asked me with a slightly provocative tone. I just answered with 'uh-huh.'
I got up and went straight to my favorite spot. Before Big Sister Shuang could react, I picked up her stockinged feet and started kissing them. Big Sister Shuang was initially startled by my actions and tried to pull her feet back, but I held on tightly. At first, I just kissed, and then I stuck out my tongue and licked Big Sister Shuang's feet back and forth. After all, I had experience licking feet before, so I was quite skilled. I had already licked a large area of her flesh-colored stockings wet. I didn't miss a single toe, and I even put half of her foot in my mouth and sucked on it. In the madness, I even bit her heels and soles with my teeth. Big Sister Shuang was incredibly ticklish and kept laughing and twisting her body." She begged me for mercy. But I couldn't care less; I had to lick my fill first. So, at her pleading, I licked for a while longer. Looking up in the sunlight, I saw that Da Shuang's stockinged feet were glistening with my saliva, and my mouth was dry from licking. Only then did I stop.
Then, I spread my legs and lay down beside Da Shuang's feet, letting her feet be between mine. Then I picked up her feet and clamped them around my erect penis, starting a footjob. Da Shuang is definitely an experienced player. I guided her feet a few times, and she got the hang of it, using the soles and toes to manipulate my penis. Sometimes she would step on my penis with one foot, rubbing my spermatic cord, while teasing my testicles with the other. The feeling was simply... I felt like I was flying. If I hadn't already ejaculated during sex, I would have already come under this kind of teasing. While giving me a footjob, Sister Da Shuang was touching her own genitals, becoming increasingly excited and moaning.
I had originally planned for her to give me a footjob so I could ejaculate on her feet, but seeing how excited she was, I couldn't be selfish. So I got up, took out a condom, and put it on. I immediately inserted myself into Sister Da Shuang. My penis, serviced by Sister Da Shuang's feet, was rock hard. I knelt on the tatami, placing her legs on my shoulders. Seeing Sister Da Shuang's feet right next to my face, I simply ripped off her stockings and began licking her bare feet. My penis thrust vigorously below, while my tongue... He licked her feet. Big Sister Shuang started moaning loudly, almost screaming. Her moans were accompanied by pleas for mercy, "Little brother, I was wrong, little brother, I was wrong."
We did this for a while, but I still hadn't ejaculated. Suddenly, Big Sister Shuang pinned me down, with herself on top. To be honest, I'd only seen this position in movies; this was the first time I'd tried it. In this position, the woman is in control, and I can only passively enjoy it!
Big Sister Shuang, sitting on me, moved up and down frantically, her pleas for mercy becoming indistinct, reduced to hysterical screams (I really can't think of a way to describe her cries). Finally, she started swearing, then screamed and collapsed onto me.
"Little brother, I'm here," Sister Da Shuang said to me, panting, but I didn't feel like ejaculating yet.
Sister Da Shuang got up, took off my condom, and started giving me oral sex. The feeling of her tongue and lips was truly wonderful. While giving me oral sex, she also stroked me with her hand. Just when I felt I was about to ejaculate again, she stopped, and without a word, put a new condom on me. We continued making love in the missionary position, thrusting in and out. Finally, my penis gave way, and I ejaculated. Because after two times, I was also a little tired, and I collapsed on top of her. We looked at each other and kissed...
After resting for a while, she had to go back to school, so we had to get up and get dressed. Sister Da Shuang looked at her stockings, shook her head, and decided not to wear them anymore.
She threw them aside and walked away barefoot in her high heels. When we checked out, the hotel manager looked at us and smiled, seemingly unintentionally. I felt a little embarrassed.
An unexpected threesome ensued.
After that, whenever I wanted to see Sister Shuang, I did it only once. Neither of us mentioned our relationship; we just considered it a casual fling. However, Sister Shuang had to go out of town for further studies midway through the semester, so I had to hold back. During that time, I met another woman, which I'll mention later.
I remember summer vacation started, and Sister Shuang returned from her studies. One day, I was playing games online with my classmates until late. I remembered Sister Shuang; she had already returned. Overwhelmed by lust, I called her. She didn't answer the first time, and then again. I got a little anxious and called over a dozen times, but still no answer.
What happened? Did she disappear again? Or does she have a boyfriend? A series of questions flooded my mind. I played some games, but couldn't really get into them.
Around 9 PM, my phone rang. Seeing it was Da Shuang, I excitedly answered,
"Are you crazy? You've called over a dozen times!" Da Shuang asked, slightly annoyed.
"I figured you weren't talking to me." I replied,
"Of course! Why would I talk to you while I'm taking a shower?" Da Shuang asked, "What's wrong? Thinking about something?" Knowing her tone was too harsh, she softened it.
"Ah," I only replied,
"Come to my place." Da Shuang commanded me.
So what was I waiting for? I quickly washed up, told my family I was going out to play games, and left. I took a taxi to her house.
Downstairs, I saw a familiar figure; Da Shuang was waiting for me. Seeing me, she silently led me upstairs. Because it was summer, it was very hot, and we were both sweating profusely by the time we reached the top of the stairs. Sister Shuang opened the window to let in some fresh air, then took a drink from the refrigerator for me. Actually, I didn't care about the drink or the heat; all I cared about was making love with Sister Shuang.
Just as I was about to pounce on her, she stopped me.
"It's too hot today. I don't want to be all sweaty after a shower. We're not doing it today," Sister Shuang commanded.
"Then how about you give me a footjob, Sister Shuang?" I knew her temper, so I had to settle for second best.
"That's fine. You little rascal, you've been holding back, haven't you? Haven't you tried anything with other girls?" She started teasing me again.
After saying that, Sister Shuang grabbed my hand, smiling, and pulled me onto the bed. I kissed her. I savored Sister Shuang's lips and tongue for a long time. When I put my hand down on her crotch, she grabbed it. "You're being naughty, aren't you?"
I quickly pulled my hand back, got up, went to her wardrobe, and found the red stockings she wore when we first met, making Sister Shuang put them on. As soon as she finished dressing, I couldn't wait to pick up her feet and start licking them. From the first time I licked her feet, Sister Da Shuang told me that she found licking feet to be the most exciting thing for her, even more so than licking ears.
After licking for a while, I took off my shorts (because it was summer) to expose my already erect penis, and lay down at Sister Da Shuang's feet. Having experience with foot fetishes before, Sister Da Shuang stretched out her legs and clamped my penis between them, starting to move.
But just then, there was a knock on the door, which startled me so much that I got up to put on my underwear, but Sister Da Shuang immediately pressed me down with her feet. As mentioned before, there was another friend living in Sister Da Shuang's room. I thought to myself, "Oh no, how embarrassing!" Why didn't she ask if the person in the other room was coming back? And as I mentioned before, Sister Da Shuang's room and the hallway door are connected, and her bed is right in front of the entrance. I panicked, but why was Sister Da Shuang pressing me down with her feet so tightly that she wouldn't let me get up to put on my underwear?
So, naked from the waist down, legs spread, Da Shuang pressed her foot against my genitals. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a woman come in. She seemed a little embarrassed and went back inside without saying a word.
I felt awkward and didn't want to continue.
"Sister, what are you doing?" I asked, a little embarrassed. "I think I should leave."
"Leave what? Haven't you always wanted to find more people to play with?"
"Don't tease me, sister." To be honest, my mind went blank.
"Who's teasing you? I told her everything, and she even told me she'd never met anyone with a foot fetish! Isn't this creating an opportunity for you?"
I still remember Da Shuang's expression at that moment—a mix of provocation and mockery. But then, an evil thought popped into my head. Because of the shock, my genitals had softened slightly, and her words made me hard again.
Seeing that I didn't speak and that I had aroused, Sister Da Shuang laughed loudly. Then, without my permission, she called out to the people in the inner room, "Tiezi (that's what she called her sisters), come out! This is the little brother I told you about. You've always wanted to see him, haven't you?" After calling out
, she winked at me. There was no movement from the inner room for a while. I thought to myself, "How could this be so easy?" Just as I was thinking this, the door to the inner room opened. The woman came out, and I turned my head to look at her. I could finally see her clothes and appearance clearly. She was average-looking, not as pretty as Sister Da Shuang, but still acceptable. Her eyes were the kind that slanted upwards, making her look fierce; she had long, flowing hair; her skin was wheat-colored; she was wearing a large, loose white t-shirt and hot pants; she was bare-legged and wearing slippers. It looked like her nipples were showing, so she must have gone inside to change clothes. When she first came out, I was still a little apprehensive, trying to cover my genitals with my hands.
After the woman came out, Da Shuang gestured for her to sit and watch. Then, she deliberately stretched her foot towards my mouth. To be honest, I don't really like licking feet that have touched my genitals, but at that moment I didn't think too much about it. I picked up one foot and started licking it, even deliberately biting Da Shuang's sole. The woman just watched the whole licking process without saying a word or leaving.
After licking for a while, Da Shuang pushed me down onto the bed. I knew it was time for footjob, so I simply exposed my entire genitals to the woman. Da Shuang then used her red-stockinged feet to give me a footjob. While doing so, she explained to the woman what she was doing. It
wasn't my first time doing footjob, but it was my first time doing it in front of another woman. It felt strange, but also quite exciting. Maybe it was because of what happened earlier, plus the woman being next to me, but I didn't feel anything at all. Da Shuang was tired from using her feet for so long.
"Tiezi, you should try it too!" Sister Da Shuang said to the woman. I couldn't believe my ears. "It's nothing, it's quite fun."
The woman initially hesitated, and I even said, "If you can't handle it, then don't." Sister Da Shuang glared at me and continued chatting with the woman, trying to get her to join in.
Finally, the woman got up and walked towards me, saying as she went, "Okay, let's play." She spoke, and her voice was nicer than Sister Da Shuang's; most people have nicer voices than Sister Da Shuang.
"Have you washed your feet yet? Either wash them or wear socks," Sister Da Shuang said, showing consideration for my health.
"Wearing socks is too uncomfortable, I'll go wash my feet," the woman said, turning and going into the bathroom. She came out a little while later, probably having rinsed her
feet briefly with tap water. After returning, she sat down next to Sister Da Shuang and awkwardly stretched out one foot, slowly pressing it against my genitals. She had just washed her feet with cold water, and her feet were still cold, which was a bit stimulating to my genitals.
"How does it feel?" Sister Da Shuang asked the woman.
"It feels weird, how can this be comfortable?" the woman asked.
"Are you asking about my little brother?" Sister Da Shuang stepped on my foot
. "Comfortable," I could only answer. At that time, I had the desire but not the courage, and I was even shy at that point. If it were now, I would have started teasing her long ago.
Then Sister Da Shuang started teaching her, using her feet to clamp, and the woman learned to do it. While Sister Da Shuang was giving me footjobs, she used her feet to tease my testicles and nipples, which I had taught her. The woman didn't last long before complaining that she was tired, and even said that I had good stamina. Throughout the whole process, I didn't touch the woman's feet. Looking back now, I was still so naive.
Finally, it was Sister Shuang's turn to take over. She used her legs to clamp my genitals and vigorously masturbated me. In this environment, I gradually became more involved, and with another woman watching, I soon felt aroused. My body involuntarily arched upwards. The experienced Sister Shuang knew I was about to ejaculate, so she quickly had the other woman join in. The two of them clamped my genitals between their legs and vigorously masturbated. Not long after, my glans tightened and I ejaculated. Because I hadn't had sex or masturbated in a long time, I had accumulated a lot of semen, which shot high and sprayed everywhere—on Sister Shuang's stockings, the sheets, and the other woman's feet and legs.
At first, the other woman was quite surprised, repeatedly saying things like, "You can ejaculate like that?" After a quick clean-up, I put my underwear back on, and the other woman, feeling a bit awkward, got up and went back to her room.
After she went back inside, Sister Shuang asked me, "Was it good?"
"Hmm, I want to come again," I blurted out.
"Dream on,"
Da Shuang replied. I learned from Da Shuang that the woman was her colleague, an art teacher, and quite wild. She frequently changed men, and several times she brought men home for sex without any restraint, making a lot of noise to provoke Da Shuang.
Today's incident was twofold: first, it was a coincidence that we ran into each other, and second, Da Shuang had told her everything before, so the woman didn't believe in men with foot fetishes. Maybe she hadn't encountered one before, or maybe counseling wasn't as advanced back then, so she didn't understand. She had mentioned out of curiosity that she wanted to try it sometime. Second, Da Shuang wanted to provoke her. I thought to myself, "So she wanted me to get revenge on that woman. A woman's heart is unfathomable."
After chatting for a while, Da Shuang sent me away. After that, I could only have sex with Da Shuang. Whenever I suggested playing together, Da Shuang would avoid the topic. Later, the woman moved away, and I still didn't know her name. I asked Da Shuang, but she wouldn't tell me. Later, I also found a serious partner, and Da Shuang got married during my senior year of college. We practically lost contact.
Until two years ago, we met again by chance, and I learned that she was married and had a child. What happened between us before truly became our little secret, a beautiful memory.
Second story: After telling the story of Da Shuang before
our first meeting
, I want to talk about another online friend of mine from college, Yan Jie. As I mentioned before, Yan Jie and Da Shuang's timelines overlapped, so now I'll tell the story of Yan Jie separately. I met Yan Jie after my first open sexual encounter with Da Shuang, during the period when Da Shuang was studying and ignoring me.
I remember it was not long after we had sex, on a spring afternoon. I really didn't want to go to class, so I stayed in my dorm playing games online. I wanted to focus on leveling up, but my teammates weren't online, so I ended up hunting for women in the chat room. Ever since my experience with Sister Da Shuang, I've spent all my free time in chat rooms. By the way, these chat rooms are Tencent QQ's chat rooms, subdivided down to each university having its own. Looking back, it was so convenient; such specialization made it easy to find women—what we now call hooking up.
As soon as I entered the chat room, I started hunting for women, sending messages to any female accounts I saw. Then I saw a username that immediately caught my eye. I still remember that username: "The Graduate Student Who Loves High Heels." Because I have a foot fetish, I'm particularly fascinated by women's feet, especially women in high heels, so I launched an offensive against that username.
After sending many messages without a reply, just when I was about to give up, that account replied with a simple "Hello." It reignited my passion. I thought, "I'm not worried about you not replying; if you reply, there's a chance." Let's continue chatting!
Back then, things weren't like they are now, where people just jump in and ask if you want to hook up. We were more reserved, and since I was new to this, I started with different topics. Through our chat, I learned she wasn't from our school, which was a little disappointing. But as we talked more, I learned that although she wasn't from our school, she lived in the same city, and she was older than me, with one more year until graduation. She was currently a junior in her second semester and had come home to recuperate from illness. She was browsing our school's chat room because she was bored at home, and since she lived near our school, things were going well; we could develop the
relationship further. After a while, we started chatting very congenially. I like football, and she likes it too; I like basketball, and she likes it too; I like movies, and she likes them too. She'd seen all the movies I'd ever seen and could even explain the intricacies of them, which surprised me, a student majoring in this field.
During this time, I suppressed my urge to discuss relationships with her, only casually asking if she had a boyfriend. The answer I got was "we broke up." As for why, I didn't ask in detail. Asking if I had a boyfriend on our first meeting—any girl with a little common sense would know what I was up to. But she didn't retort with "What's it to you?"—which was already good enough. I didn't press her further.
While we were chatting, I forgot about leveling up with my teammates, so I simply stopped playing and continued chatting. We chatted online for almost three hours. Taking advantage of this moment, I added her on QQ and asked for her phone number! This is a common tactic I use to pick up girls later. Adding people online means two things: first, they might temporarily agree, but then they might not add you back, and you can't do anything about it; second, even if they add you, they might not be online, and you won't be able to find them when you need them. So, when I added her on QQ, I also asked for her phone number. At first, she didn't understand, but I explained it would be convenient for us to communicate later, maybe watch movies together, etc., and she agreed and sent me her phone number. At the same time, I called her—another little trick to prevent her from being scammed.
"Hello," a woman's voice came through the receiver. I was overjoyed; it seemed she hadn't lied to me.
"Hello, I'm..." I gave a brief self-introduction.
"Oh... what, were you worried the number I gave you was fake?" She was quite clever.
"No, I quickly explained, I'm about to log off, just calling to say hello." I explained,
and that's how our phone conversation began. I also learned her name was Yan, and she was older than me, so I called her Sister Yan.
From then on, we talked on the phone frequently. I remember once I called her, and she said she was going to a shopping street near our school to go shopping with a friend, and that it was time to change the seasons and she was planning to buy a pair of high heels. As soon as I heard "high heels," I felt a reaction, and I could hear the distinctive sound of her high heels on the ground as she walked.
I said, "I knew you liked wearing high heels, because that's your name." Later, I told her that I also liked girls wearing high heels, and that girls who wore high heels were real women! I also subtly mentioned my love for photography, as I was working as a photographer for a modeling agency while still in university, often shooting models in high heels and such. I also explained what "partial modeling" and "hand-touching-foot modeling" meant. Since the internet wasn't as developed back then, terms like "foot fetish" weren't as common, so Yan-ge just listened without objection. After
our first intimate encounter
, we kept in touch for a few days. On a Tuesday of the following week, since Wednesday was a half-day at university, I called her to arrange a meeting. Yan-ge readily agreed, saying she was bored at home and it would be good to get out! So we agreed to meet the next day at a lakeside park near our university. To be honest, I was a little excited that night, with a premonition that something good was going to happen.
On the day of the date, I sat in my dorm waiting for the appointed time, but time seemed to be playing a cruel joke, moving very slowly. I left home an hour before the date. When I arrived at the park entrance, there were still forty minutes to go. Well, I waited! I called Yan Jie twice and sent her a few text messages along the way. I was relieved to find out that she had also gone out, because I was afraid of being stood up.
Ten minutes before the date, I started looking around at the people passing by. If I saw someone unattractive, I worried, hoping it wasn't Yan Jie; if I saw a pretty girl, I imagined it was her. Just as I was looking around, Yan Jie called, asking where I was. I told her my location and looked around again. I saw a woman in a black trench coat walking towards me. She didn't seem too bad-looking, so I felt relieved. We
met, exchanged a few pleasantries, and I instinctively sized up my prey, Yan Jie. She was probably over 165cm tall, with a well-proportioned figure, neither too thin nor too plump. Her long black hair was tied in a ponytail, she had large eyes, a round face, and a slightly large mouth, but it wasn't too bad. Judging by her face alone, she was average-looking. That day, she wore a black trench coat over a thin white t-shirt. Since it was early spring, it was okay for her to wear so much, but her chest was still quite large. She wore jeans and black ankle-high heels. I didn't see any socks, which was a little disappointing. Overall, she was alright, and I felt at the time that we could develop a relationship.
After we met, we exchanged pleasantries, then strolled along the lakeside path, stopping frequently to talk about many things, from hobbies and interests to our educational experiences and romantic relationships. My romantic history was simple: she had been in a relationship and had just broken up a little over a month ago. She had fallen ill because of it and was recuperating at home. I thought I could take advantage of her emotional vulnerability. During our conversation, I subtly and intentionally held her hand, and she didn't reject me, which strengthened my resolve.
While resting in a lakeside pavilion, I began to casually mention that I liked women's feet, but without explicitly mentioning a foot fetish. Instead, I said I liked women wearing stockings and high heels, saying things like that's what makes a woman woman. She didn't seem offended and even told me she particularly liked wearing high heels. I asked her what kind of socks she was wearing that day, and without hesitation, she said white cotton socks because it was still quite chilly.
Before we knew it, it was noon. I thought that would be the end of the day; it was unlikely we'd end up in bed or make any progress that day, so I suggested we find a place to eat.
What happened next was unexpected. She said she was going home to watch a TV series, but we got along really well. Seizing the opportunity, I asked her if she wanted to come to my place so we could buy something and watch the show together! She actually agreed and even said we didn't need to buy anything, as she could cook. I was overjoyed; wasn't this giving me a chance?
Let's hurry! No need to waste any more time. I took a taxi from the park straight to Yan-jie's house.
When we arrived, I tentatively asked if her parents were home, afraid of running into them! I learned that her father was away most of the time, and her mother was at her grandmother's house taking care of her and wouldn't be back until very late. I felt relieved.
After eating the simple meal Yan-jie had prepared, I must say, her cooking was quite good. Then we watched TV and chatted! My gaze lingered on her white-socked feet. I should mention Yan's feet here; through the cotton socks, I could roughly tell they were around size 36, not too big or too small, easily encircled by a hand, with a low arch and even toes—a pair of beautiful feet.
During our conversation, I started using my usual tactics, bringing up topics related to relationships. I learned that she had been dating this guy since her freshman year, for a year without anything happening, until her sophomore year when they had their first time. He was a womanizer, and they broke up because Yan discovered he had been seeing other women, which caused her to fall ill and go home to recover.
During this time, she asked me if I cared if a girl hadn't been a virgin. I knew she was testing me, because I told her I was a virgin, never even kissed (a lie, because I had successfully slept with Da Shuang before). Of course, I said I didn't care; these days, where do you find such a good thing waiting for you? As long as she's good to me, and I like her, that's enough. Looking back now, I really admire my quick thinking.
I had hoped she would kiss me first, like Sister Shuang did, but she didn't. We just stared at each other like that. I slowly moved closer to her and asked a question only I could ask, "Sister Yan, can I kiss you?" This had practically become my opening line, especially since I was a newbie back then. Of course, Sister Yan stopped me, but she didn't chase me away, so I changed my approach.
"Sister Yan, your feet are so beautiful, I want to take a closer look," I mustered my courage and said. Sister Yan
didn't think much of it. She crossed her right leg over her left and wiggled her right foot. I took a deep breath, held her right foot, and slowly took off her slippers, revealing her entire white-socked foot to me.
"These are beautiful. Did your previous boyfriend kiss your feet?" I asked tentatively.
"Yes," Sister Yan said, "
like-minded?" I thought to myself,
"Once I sprained my ankle, and he helped me apply medicine and then kissed my ankle." Yan Jie explained,
"I want to kiss it too." I held her right foot and said, "I want to kiss it too." Yan Jie shook her head and said no, but she didn't pull her foot away. I mustered my courage and gently kissed the top of her foot. Yan Jie didn't seem to mind. So I mustered my courage again and asked her, "I still want to kiss you."
"No," Yan Jie refused again.
"Why? I already kissed your foot, this…" I was a little confused.
After seeing Yan Jie put on gray stockings, I immediately got up and started licking her foot, a little crazy, a little lost in the moment. My penis was already erect while she was putting on the stockings, and while licking her foot, I quickly pulled down my pants. Because it was winter, I was wearing a lot of clothes, but I didn't care.
After taking off my pants, I lay down right next to Yan Jie's feet. At first, she didn't know how to do it, so I guided her step by step (or rather, I taught her by pointing her feet) as she used her stockinged feet to press against my penis, then used her legs to clamp my penis and make piston-like movements. Although I've had foot fetishes several times before, different people have different sensations, and everyone's feet are different! Yan Jie's feet were a little cold, but that didn't stop me from enjoying it. Yan Jie wasn't very skilled, and her movements were a bit labored, which made my sensations less intense. She moved for a while and then stopped because her surgical incision was a bit painful.
But I couldn't just hold back like that, could I? I suggested oral sex, but she initially refused. Later, she couldn't resist my nagging and finally reluctantly agreed, even telling me not to ejaculate in her mouth. Hearing that I could do oral sex, I quickly nodded in agreement.
I got up and walked to Yan Jie. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, at a height where she could easily reach my penis with a slight tilt of her head. Yan Jie hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and slowly kissed my penis. After kissing my penis and then my testicles, my inner thighs, being sensitive areas, instantly became aroused, and I urged Yan Jie to take my penis in. Yan Jie looked up at me, then took the glans into her mouth. The feeling was incomparable to sex; it was a completely different experience. Although Yan Jie's oral sex wasn't as technically proficient as Da Shuang Jie's, and was slightly clumsy, this kind of "training" still felt very enjoyable. No wonder some people like playing with newbies.
Yan Jie didn't use her tongue; she only used her lips to envelop my penis, making piston-like movements. I asked her to lick the glans and penis, but she refused. She only made piston-like movements. So, I stood while she sat and gave me oral sex. I saw our position in the mirror on her dressing table, and I was incredibly excited. Slowly, I started to feel something, and my breathing became rapid. But then Yan Jie suddenly pulled my penis out. I asked her why? She said, "I told you not to ejaculate in my mouth."
Finally, she put her feet under my penis, letting me masturbate and ejaculate on her stockinged feet. The sensation of her stockinged feet under my testicles, combined with the sensual stimulation of the stockings, made me masturbate. Soon, I felt the urge, and a thick stream of semen spurted out, landing on Yan-jie's feet, legs, and the sheets.
Seeing the semen on the sheets, Yan-jie scolded me a little. I offered to clean her up, but she refused and urged me to get myself cleaned up quickly.
After a while, I left, satisfied.
During the few days I was home, we talked on the phone. I learned that she had given her ex-boyfriend oral sex once before, almost ejaculating in his mouth, which he found very offensive. As for why she gave me oral sex, she said she thought I was a decent person and quite obedient, and felt there was potential for us to develop a relationship. I also confessed my feelings to her, and I felt that my good time with Yan-jie was about to begin.
Half-heartedly, I slept with her .
A month passed after Yan-jie gave me oral sex, and during that month I was facing final exams, so I didn't see her much. When winter break finally started, my lust was overwhelming again, and I started asking her out. But Yan-jie absolutely refused to let me go to her house, saying that her father was home for the New Year and it was inconvenient to have someone at home, but she also insisted on not going to a hotel, which was her rule. I was at my wit's end. But as the saying goes, even
a blind sparrow won't starve, and good things still happened. In a previous post, I mentioned my cousin; she lives with her boyfriend in his house. During this time, she and her boyfriend were going to her boyfriend's hometown in another city, but they had a cat and a turtle there that needed feeding. They asked me to help them, to check on them and take care of them whenever I had time. I thought this was a perfect opportunity!
One morning, I called Yan Jie and asked if she could come with me to my sister's house to feed the cat. She thought about it and agreed. I was overjoyed. After telling her the address and arranging a time, I left. Before leaving, I bought some condoms at a pharmacy near my house (they sold them back then). After getting ready, I took a taxi to my cousin's house.
My cousin's house wasn't far from mine; it only took a short taxi ride. Once I got home, I quickly fed the cat and turtle, then locked the cat in its small room. I waited for Yan Jie in the living room.
An hour later, Yan Jie called, asked for the apartment number and floor number, and came up shortly after.
That day, Yan Jie was wearing a down jacket. To be honest, I didn't care what she wore, but I did care what socks she wore. Because I was afraid that telling her to bring stockings when I asked her out would make her think I had ulterior motives and she wouldn't come, I didn't mention it. Now I regret it a little. That day she wore boots, black fleece pants underneath, and white cotton socks. I hate that kind of outfit the most.
As soon as I brought Yan-jie into the house, I couldn't wait to hug her and give her a French kiss, then I pressed Yan-jie firmly onto the sofa, kissing and touching her all over.
At first, Yan-jie struggled a little, asking if I had called her over just for this. But she couldn't resist my ravaging and my smooth talk. "Sister, just give it to me! You said you can't go to a hotel or come to your house, so that's perfect. Now the time and place are right for you, just give it to me!" I kept repeating these things.
But Yan-jie still wouldn't allow it. So I used my previous trick again, "Give me a footjob!" My cousin Yan reluctantly agreed, but I was worried because she wasn't wearing stockings. No worries, this was my cousin's house. I went to her bedroom and rummaged through her drawers. I must say, she had a lot of stockings; under my influence, her love for them had only grown. Looking at the closet full of all sorts of stockings, I felt a pang of jealousy for my brother-in-law. Maybe they played around with them all the time! Lost in thought for a moment, I struggled with which stocking to choose. Finally, I compromised and chose a pair of black short stockings with silver threads. My cousin wouldn't mind if I was missing a pair.
I took out the stockings and had Yan put them on. She even asked if I was okay. I brushed it off.
As soon as Yan Jie put on her stockings, I couldn't wait to pick up her feet and start licking them. I won't go into details, but then I took off all my pants, revealing my erect penis, and let Yan Jie perform footjob. Although she had experience with footjob before, Yan Jie was, after all, a respectable girl, and was still inexperienced in this. After doing it once, I deliberately said I didn't feel anything, got up, and pressed Yan Jie down on the sofa and kissed her. After sensing that she was aroused, I asked her to take off her top (she had already taken off her down jacket when we came in, and was wearing a turtleneck sweater underneath), but Yan Jie refused no matter what. I could only reach into her sweater and fondle her breasts. This was the first time I had put my hand inside and touched her breasts skin-to-skin. They didn't feel very big, and Yan Jie struggled under me. Then I almost ripped off her cashmere skirt, and now Yan Jie was only wearing black cashmere panties. I reached into her cashmere panties, and no matter how much she struggled, I vigorously touched her genitals through her panties.
Yan kept saying, "Stop! Let's talk for a bit, don't..." but she didn't push me away. I knew she still had a defense, and how to break down that defense depended on my persistence. Of course, I persisted. In the end, I forcefully slipped my hand inside her panties and started probing her vagina. Soon, her vagina was wet. Yan's tone changed from a
soft moan to a groan. I couldn't wait any longer. I got up, took out the condom I had prepared beforehand, and put it on my bulging penis. When Yan saw me put on the condom, she quickly closed her legs, refusing to let me in. I begged her, and finally, I pulled her fleece pants and underwear down to her knees, lifted her legs, and her genitals were completely exposed to me. I lifted my penis and thrust it in directly.
The moment I penetrated her, Yan let out a soft moan. She was surprisingly tight inside, probably because she hadn't had sex in over a year. As I entered her, I began a simple, rough piston-like motion. With each thrust, Yan's defenses completely crumbled, and she let me have my way with her. (I'm using vulgar language now because as I write this, recalling the scene, I'm still feeling excited and a bit of primal passion is surfacing.) While I was thrusting, I licked her feet. I didn't even have time to change positions. Yan continued to moan and cry out under my movements. Because I hadn't had sex in so long, I felt myself ejaculating after a few minutes. I didn't care about stamina anymore; I pressed myself against her, her legs on one of my shoulders, and I ejaculated.
Afterward, I sat directly on the sofa, removed the condom, and looked at the condom filled with my semen, feeling completely satisfied. My cousin's hair was disheveled from my torment. She silently got up, tidied her hair and clothes, and hurriedly put on her pants.
Just as she was about to get up, I grabbed her and pressed her back onto the sofa.
I still remember her eyes; they held a hint of resentment. "What are we?" she asked.
"Sister, I like you. I'll be good to you, don't worry, really. I've liked you since the first time I saw you," I continued.
We chatted on the sofa, or rather, I was brainwashing her. My main goal was to prevent her from disliking me so I could still have sex with her later, even though I didn't want anything more. I talked, and she listened. My hands never left her feet, her feet clad in my cousin's stockings, stroking them. Soon I got an erection again.
"Sister, I want more," I said, looking at her. Without waiting for her consent, I pressed myself against her, kissing her lips and licking her ear. Then I helped her up, licking her ear as I removed her top, exposing her breasts. While licking her breasts, I took off her pants, and she obediently helped me.
Seeing her genitals completely in front of me was a first for me; there wasn't much hair, and it was a butterfly-shaped vulva. I reached out and slowly stroked her clitoris. Yan Jie was now enjoying everything I was doing, perhaps because of what I said about liking her! That's how women are; once their defenses are broken down, everything becomes easier. A little bit of moisture came from Yan Jie's vagina. After changing to a new condom, I inserted it directly.
Warmth, nothing but warmth. And so, we made love passionately on my cousin's sofa. My cousin wrapped her legs around my waist, letting me thrust in and out, moaning all the while. Because I was still inexperienced, I didn't know how to change positions, so I just kept going in that missionary position. Since I had already ejaculated, my penis wasn't very sensitive, and I didn't feel anything for a while. But my cousin had changed; she actively offered her tongue for me to lick, and her hands supported my buttocks for help. Finally, I had her close her legs to make her vagina tighter, and I continued thrusting. My cousin kept calling out, "Little brother, little brother, ahh..." At that moment, I really enjoyed it when my older sister called me "little brother." After thrusting for a while, I felt like I was about to come, so I pushed hard, almost with all my might, and soon I ejaculated again. Then I collapsed on top of my cousin, panting heavily. She was exhausted too, stroking my head and kissing my cheek.
After resting for a while, we got up and cleaned up. My cousin went to the bathroom to shower, but I didn't want to shower at all. I took the stockings she had worn before and used them to wipe my genitals.
After that, we went out for dinner and then went home separately.
During the winter break, whenever I wanted to have sex, I would invite my cousin to my cousin's house. She also asked me to go shopping and see movies, because she already considered me her boyfriend, but I still didn't like her and just wanted to have sex with her. When she asked me out, I usually made excuses like going to a party or playing games, but occasionally I would go to a movie with her just to pretend.
Later, my cousin realized that I was only using her to release my lust and gradually lost faith in me. I just told her that I was about to graduate, that there was a lot of pressure to find a job in my major, and that my family had found me a place to intern.
The last time I saw her was in the second semester of my senior year. By then, I had already gone to my dream company for an internship. One day, she called me and asked me to bring her some movie DVDs, something I had promised her a long time ago.
That evening, I met Yan Jie and learned that she already had a boyfriend. Knowing there was no hope for us, she had gone on this blind date arranged by her family. The man was currently working in another city.
I had nothing to say. We walked together in a nearby park late into the night, eventually reaching a pavilion. Since it was late and no one was around, I hugged her and kissed her. She didn't push me away and we kissed deeply. Just then, her phone rang. She gestured for me to be quiet; it was her boyfriend calling.
Yan Jie sat on a bench in the pavilion and answered the call, saying a classmate was visiting and she was out for a while. Looking at her, I remembered our previous crazy antics. Seeing that she was wearing sandals and flesh-colored stockings, I felt a surge of passion. I knelt down, took off her shoes, and started licking her feet. Yan Jie tried to pull away several times but couldn't! She couldn't make a sound and expose herself. Seeing her helpless expression, I simply pulled down my pants and started footjob on her feet. So, Yan-jie called her boyfriend while I performed a footjob on her feet, which was very stimulating. I ejaculated shortly after, covering her feet.
After her call, she complained to me and angrily took off her stockings and threw them aside. As she left, I told her, "No matter what, you'll always be the Yan-jie I love." To be honest, I didn't have any feelings for her at the time, but knowing she had found someone else made me a little jealous.
We went our separate ways, contacted each other a few times afterward, but gradually lost contact. She changed her phone number and stopped using QQ. I was too embarrassed to go to her house, and that's how I lost contact with the Yan-jie I had violated. Looking back, I feel really sorry for her. It was all because I was young and driven by lust. I truly hope she's happy!

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