Lust Under Pantyhose

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A pair of stockings is like a freehand landscape painting from a bygone era; the moment they're worn, it's just a few silent, shallow strokes, yet these silent strokes always brimming with vibrant, audible desire. Shang Ying is different. Shang Ying stands like the black and white keys of a piano; making sounds is easy, but playing a melody is difficult. Often, as Tagore said, distance is the distance that men relentlessly pursue, yet can never quite grasp her alluring pulse. "You like Shang Ying that much?" Xiao Mina asked. "Yes." I didn't speak, but made no attempt to hide my longing and desire for her… I guessed that Shang Ying's life was glamorous and decadent; amidst the chaos of lust, she soared in deep, somber hues, her flowing, melancholic voice a gentle haven that men could never forget. After all, the fact that such a beautiful young woman lived alone naturally evoked many fantasies in men. "Is it really necessary? Shang Ying is already 30, and she's still so attractive to you? She's just a tall, pretty young woman. I bend over every day to sleep with you, and you never treat me this well." Xiao Mina seemed a little unhappy. Thinking of Shang Ying always made me involuntarily excited. Her fair and charming face, her tall and graceful figure, and her ever-present allure were undeniably seductive. Her misty, moist eyes held a charm reminiscent of the beauty of the Xiang River, a hint of intoxication like rosy wine, like Dong Xiaowan from the late Ming Dynasty. What truly captivated me was her posture, sitting with her hands clasped around her knees, her red-soled black high heels lying to one side, her long, beautiful legs and feet in stockings swaying gently in front of me. Whenever I see or think of this scene, my penis becomes incredibly hard, and I must wear pantyhose to masturbate or have a wild time with a woman in pantyhose. The friction of the pantyhose on my glans and my desire for Shang Ying intertwine and surge forth... I won't be satisfied until I ejaculate. "You can't control yourself when you mention Shang Ying, you're almost tearing your stockings." Xiao Mina grabbed my already erect penis under my pantyhose and started stroking it up and down. "How did you come to like having sex while wearing women's pantyhose?" "Oh...oh...fuck you...you little slut...you really know how to masturbate...the rubbing of the stockings against my penis feels so good..." I lay flat, wearing only a pair of flesh-colored ultra-thin pantyhose on my lower body, letting Xiao Mina lie on my lap, one hand gripping my penis and stroking it up and down through the stockings, while she took my egg-sized glans into her mouth, her tongue constantly licking the urethral opening. The rubbing of her tongue and the friction of the stockings, combined with fantasizing about Shang Ying's tall, snow-white body and the lustful desire of her wearing pearly, shiny pantyhose, made my penis as hard as iron. Shomina also reached for her own genitals with her other hand and began masturbating, letting out lewd moans, "Ugh...mmm...mmm...Uncle, my pussy is wet again...fuck me again..." While continuing to lick and stroke my penis, Shomina moved her round buttocks above my face, her thick pubic hair and plump "bun-shaped" cunt directly facing my face. Her labia were already covered in vaginal fluid, a single drop trailing a long strand of liquid... Meanwhile, Shomina... Na stretched her light pink lace stockings under my head, using them as a pillow to lift it up, bringing my mouth closer to her juicy, wet cunt: "Lick my cunt...husband...uncle...lick my cunt..." "Mmm...mmm...woo..." I sucked Xiao Mina's juicy, plump cunt into my mouth, fantasizing about Shang Ying's cunt, passionately licking her clitoris, using my tongue to probe her vaginal opening, licking in circles... "Ah...ah...ah...husband, so good...ah...so good...uncle..." Xiao Mina was clearly lost in the pleasure of my licking, constantly twisting her round buttocks, maximizing the friction between her cunt and my lips and tongue. Her hand, holding my penis, also increased the speed of her stroking, giving it maximum stimulation from the stockings and the stroking motion. I rolled over and flipped Xiao Mina onto her back on the bed. I pulled down her pantyhose a little, revealing my large, hard penis. The elastic seams at the waist of the pantyhose were just enough to tighten around her testicles. Her usually pink glans was now swollen and purple. "Uncle... fuck me... fuck me like Shang Ying... your pantyhose goddess Shang Ying... hurry... give me an orgasm..." Xiao Mina pulled my penis towards her vagina with one hand, while frantically kneading her clitoris with the other. The Xiao Mina before me was no longer the one I had fucked many times; she had transformed into the goddess Shang Ying of my dreams. I straddled Xiao Mina, and my penis plunged in with a "plop..." "Ah..." Xiao Mina let out a long, drawn-out sound that seemed to be a mixture of pain, satisfaction, and longing. A woman's sexual moans have the most complex connotations in the world. As I increased the speed of my thrusting, Xiao Mina became even more disoriented, emitting a series of wanton moans, interspersed with incoherent words: "Fuck me harder...it's in again...no...ah...fuck me harder...ah..." As my fantasies of fucking Shang Ying deepened, I also went all out, placing Xiao Mina's legs, clad in lace stockings, on my shoulders, raising her buttocks a certain distance from the bed. I supported myself only with my hands and toes, keeping my body in a straight line, with only my penis and vagina in contact. I maximized the withdrawal of my penis, leaving only the tip of the glans inside, and then gently inserted it, counting "1...2...3..." as I thrust. The first three times, I only inserted halfway, and when I counted to 4, I suddenly and forcefully thrust my penis completely into her vagina, reaching the deepest part of her vagina and rubbing against it. Then I pulled out and continued, only inserting halfway as before, counting, and when I counted to 4, I thrust in forcefully again. "Mmm...mmm...mmm...ah...!!" With this rhythm, Shomina's whole body convulsed. "Mmm...mmm...mmm...ah...! Mmm...mmm...mmm...ah...!!" After three or four such rhythms, Shomina was unconsciously following the rhythm. Every time she counted to four, she would greet the impact of my thick, long penis with a satisfied moan, followed by a long, relieved sigh, completely relaxed. After a dozen or so cycles of 1234 thrusting, in the final round, the first three thrusts, as before, gently penetrated halfway into the penis. The fourth thrust, however, was still powerful and forceful, reaching the very core of her vagina. Just as Shomina was about to breathe a sigh of relief, I continued counting down from 4: "5...6...7...8...9...10...11...12...13......" Each subsequent thrust was the most forceful, each time reaching the deepest point, with incredible speed, depth, and power. With the previous surge of power, both Xiao Mina and I entered a state of frenzy, and our orgasm was about to arrive... "Oh... Shang Ying... I'm going to fuck you to death... fuck your pantyhose-clad cunt... fuck your pantyhose-clad feet... I'm going to lick clean the cum stuck to your pantyhose... ah... is it good... ah... Shang Ying..." I fucked her wildly with all my might, each time my penis slapped heavily against Xiao Mina's plump cunt and round buttocks, making a "slap slap" sound, accompanied by the "plop plop" sound of my penis fully withdrawing and then deeply penetrating. Shomina screamed with abandon: "Ah...husband, fuck me...my pussy feels so good...it's been fucked to pieces by your stockings and big cock...uncle, fuck me...ah...it feels so good inside my pussy...ah...shoot inside me...ah...ah...ah!!!" "Ah...ah...Shang Ying...ah...fuck your mother...I'm shooting...ah...ah..." I roared and ejaculated, shooting my semen deep into Shomina's pussy. At the same time, she screamed and howled as she reached her climax: "Ah...husband, I'm coming...coming...ah...coming...ah...so good...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah!!!" Accompanied by Xiao Mina's lewd moans and howls, her vaginal fluids and urine gushed out, mixing with my semen and soaking the entire bed. Our bodies were also soaked, my pantyhose and her lace stockings were covered with sticky liquids mixed with my semen and her vaginal fluids and urine. We embraced each other, experiencing the melancholy of falling from the peak to the trough. The flesh under the stockings rubbed against each other, letting the various liquids wander and soak between the stockings and skin, until we fell into a deep sleep... The next day, when a ray of sunlight pierced through the dense leaves of the willow tree in front of the building, it spread dappled shadows on the bluestone road. I vaguely tried to wake from my erotic dream: "Get up, get ready for work." The juices on our stockings had dried into patches, telling the story of last night's passionate, thunderous encounter. Xiao Mina slowly rolled over, too lazy to move. I sat up abruptly, a sudden urge to steal Shang Ying's pantyhose surging into my mind. "Masturbating with Shang Ying's pantyhose would be incredibly stimulating, satisfying my lustful desires for her." I was filled with anticipation. Our company was located on the 10th to 15th floors of a high-end riverside office building. The riverside groves echoed the sounds of morning bells and evening drums, the tranquil waters naturally imbued with the atmosphere of lovemaking. Shang Ying and I shared an office on the 12th floor, an open-plan space with a dozen large-leaved Monstera deliciosa plants. Through the gaps in the shade, I could always peek at Shang Ying's actions. Every day...During work, I couldn't help but glance at her, and I would often get up and deliberately walk past her to admire her alluring figure, lingering over her elegant legs in stockings, her graceful demeanor radiating sexuality. For a while after I conceived the idea of stealing Shang Ying's pantyhose, I paid special attention to her habits, including when she usually showered in the company bathroom, when she did yoga in the company gym, when she changed clothes, and which locker she usually used for her clothes. Finally, my efforts paid off. One warm, sunny afternoon, I was about to go to the 11th floor to handle some scheduling matters when Shang Ying came out of the restroom carrying a pair of pearlescent flesh-colored pantyhose she had just taken off, heading towards her office area. Her office area was adjacent to mine. I was certain she had just taken them off because I had seen her wearing the same shiny flesh-colored pantyhose that morning, and I had even fantasized about them for a while. Seeing this, I quickly got up and went to greet Shang Ying. Shang Ying reached her office area before me, and I saw her squat down at her desk, open the bottom drawer of the side cabinet, and put away her stockings. Just that one glance made my penis erect. Because I wear pantyhose every day and never wear underwear or other socks, even when I'm at work I only wear pants over my pantyhose, and today was no exception. Therefore, whenever I'm sexually aroused, the friction of the stockings makes my penis even harder. At that moment, Shang Ying subconsciously looked up, and given her tall stature and the height ratio between her and mine, her eyes saw my large, erect penis making a big tent in my pants. Instantly, a blush spread across her pretty face, all the way to her neck, and time seemed to stand still. "Ah..." Shang Ying let out a soft gasp and hurriedly looked down. In that instant, I noticed that she unconsciously swallowed. I suspect that at this moment, she must also be burning with endless desire. Perhaps her little secret passage below is already dripping with moisture... To wait until the night was deep to steal Shang Ying's pantyhose, I stayed behind under the pretense of working overtime, enduring every second until finally midnight... I must admit, stealing is not my forte, and this made me incredibly nervous. Although the entire platform was dark, with only a faint, almost breathless light from the doorway, it still filled me with dread. I knew that there were at least four cameras monitoring the open-plan office space. If I could, I would want to paint the whole world black right now—the house black, the curtains black, the clothes black, everything black... Even such fear couldn't deter my urge to steal. Because what I was about to possess was a pair of flesh-colored, pearlescent, shiny pantyhose, and it belonged to Shang Ying. Fortunately, since our company provides everyone with a locker, the desk drawers are unlocked. I bent down and slowly pulled open the drawer, and there before me were the pantyhose Shang Ying had left there that afternoon. Even in the dim light, I could see them clearly—yes, it was those pantyhose!! Quietly laid out in a transparent plastic bag, a lewd feeling instantly welled up inside me. I longed to immediately savor them, to enjoy their lewd aura. At that moment, all worldly ambitions seemed as lonely as withered weeds on a grave. My only wish was to masturbate in bed with these pantyhose, to alleviate my lingering sorrow and the passing years. I gently took the pantyhose out of the plastic bag and stuffed it into my pocket. My rock-hard penis was burning hot, pressing against the other pair of pantyhose I was wearing. I forcefully suppressed the urge to ejaculate, stood up as naturally as possible, as if I had just straightened my trousers, and calmly walked to the door, exiting with an air of nonchalance. In front of the camera, I deliberately stretched, raising my empty hands high to show that I had just left after working late and hadn't taken anything with me. The thought of having Shang Ying's pantyhose made my heart race, as if under a pantyhose spell. I wanted to go home immediately, lie on the bed, and masturbate to my heart's content, fucking Shang Ying's pantyhose hard, fantasizing about myself and Shang Ying wearing pantyhose together, mating on the bed like a pair of lustful beasts. To this day, I can't remember how I got home. I only remember getting home, quickly taking off my clothes, leaving only thin pantyhose, and swiftly taking out Shang Ying's pantyhose to rub against my face, between my nose and mouth. At the same time, I lay face down on the bed, twisting my body to let the pantyhose and my penis rub together, fantasizing about having sex with Shang Ying, experiencing the soft, erotic feel of the pantyhose. The Hennessy slogan says, "The more you appreciate, the more you understand appreciation." That perfectly describes my state of mind at that moment. Just as I was savoring and admiring Shang Ying's pantyhose, I made a surprising discovery: at the crotch seam of Shang Ying's pantyhose, where a patch of dried vaginal fluid had appeared, a shiny black, curly hair was weaving between the threads of the pantyhose—it was Shang Ying's pubic hair! This discovery was like a traveler in the desert finding water, filling me with excitement. I unconsciously let out low growls, "Mmm...mmm...ah...Shang Ying's pubic hair...ah...fuck your little cunt...fuck you while wearing stockings...ah...it's so stimulating..." I twisted my body even faster, intensifying the friction between my penis and the stockings. Then, I slipped one of Shang Ying's pantyhose over my penis, and then lay on the bed, using my right hand to pull the stocking, utilizing its elasticity to create full friction between my penis and the stocking while writhing my body to feel the friction of the stocking. At the same time, my left hand pulled the other stocking in front of my eyes to admire and lick it. The friction between my tongue and Shang Ying's pantyhose clearly felt the softness and moistness of the silk entering my mouth. The stimulation finally made me lose control: "Ah... Shang Ying... Ah... I'm going to fuck you to death... Ah... I'm coming... Ah... You little slut... I'm shooting my way onto your stockings... Ah!" A thick stream of semen gushed out, soaking the stockings. I lay on the bed, slowly drifting off to sleep. "Ugh... Hmm... Hmm... Husband, fuck me harder... You're inside me again..." Just as I was getting sleepy after masturbating, I suddenly heard a series of woman's moans. I couldn't help but prick up my ears, trying to figure out where the lewd moans were coming from. "It's that young couple upstairs starting to fuck again." Almost every week, once or twice during the late-night fucking sessions, I would occasionally enjoy the woman's moans of pleasure. I fantasized about myself hanging on Shang Ying's snow-white buttocks, and imagined the squelching sounds of thrusting. Although I had just ejaculated, as a super pantyhose fanatic, and having just stolen the pantyhose of my long-time crush, I couldn't resist the woman's moans. So, I decided to find a woman to let me vent my frustrations. I flipped through my contact list of sexual partners, checking each one, sending text messages, to see which slut would have time to caress my hard cock and taste my hot semen. They were: Phone: 130 xxoo 9832. Sister Bai, 40 years old, likes wearing pantyhose, her sexual prowess has declined; Phone: 159 xxoo 1330. Linlin, the same age as me, her husband has erectile dysfunction, making initial contact difficult, but her ass is particularly sexy; Phone: 138 xxoo 5080. Xiao Liu, a furniture seller, a sex worker, married, the same age as me; Phone: 131 xxoo 3056. Chanchan, you stinky slut, your husband works in another city. //lottielouise.99 Premium Domestic Products, one year older than me, saleswoman; phone: 137 xxoo 0995. Xiao Guo, a 23-year-old girl from out of town, very good at fucking, values relationships and lives with her boyfriend; phone: 137 xxoo 3066. Hai Song, saleswoman; phone: 138 xxoo 4038. Hou Ying, a slut who loves wearing stockings, but pretends to be tight, very sexy, moaning nicely during sex; phone: 159 xxoo 6664. A slut, rumored to be pregnant, don't know her name, feisty, very proactive in sex, doesn't wear stockings; phone: 139 xxoo 8863. Weiwei, loves wearing stockings, super slutty, has sex with her brother and uncle, 27 years old; phone: 138 xxoo 1004. Pei Pei, plays innocent, a slut, pretty good-looking; phone: 137 xxoo 5605. Jie Jie, a white-collar worker in a foreign company, her husband is always away on business trips; Phone: 132 xxoo 8360. Sister Wang, a sex goddess, with an extremely high sex drive, she'll do anything you ask, 43 years old; Phone: 158 xxoo 5285. Xiao Tang, a super beauty, not easy to get, quite realistic, it takes time to get with her; Phone: 138 xxoo 1826. Miss Wang, a slut obsessed with money, with incredibly large breasts; Phone: 133 xxoo 8577. Xiao Jing, with an extremely high sex drive, uses a vibrator, her husband is fat and impotent, with huge breasts; Phone: 132 xxoo 0305. Xiao Mei, a slut who loves wearing stockings, has slept with foreigners; Phone: 139 xxoo 0299. Zhang Yu, a college student who specializes in one-night stands; Phone: 133 xxoo9866. Zuo Zuo, a very alluring young woman, specializes in finding lovers for emotional connection. "Damn it, these sluts who usually have sex all night long, why aren't they replying to my messages today?" I muttered to myself as I tried to contact them. Three "Honey, your text came just in time, hehe." It was Cui Heting calling, her voice almost sickeningly sweet, making me lose myself for a while. "My classmate and I just came out of karaoke, and we're wondering where to go, it's the middle of the night." In this restless era, it's honestly quite commendable that a woman would be willing to come to a sexual partner's house for sex in the middle of the night. Not all women, not even all people, understand the true meaning of sex. Many people always imagine themselves as a moral banner, feeling sacred even if they don't wave it. But that's not true. Food and sex are human nature. How can someone who doesn't even know how to enjoy and experience sex understand the meaning of life? You have to know that life is a one-way journey, and everyone is a traveler. How rare it is to be devoted to something. In life, people make decisions about what to support or oppose in an instant; there's no time for thought or perseverance. With such a prevailing social climate, the position of Chinese culture in the hearts of the Chinese people is like the sigh of a scholar under the guns of the Japanese invaders—utterly pale. No wonder Chinese culture was secretly registered by the neighboring country of Korea. I must say, women are the best gift to men in this world, and of course, men are the same to women. Because the women I know are all very good to me, I'm willing to treat them all as my closest confidantes. Treating others with sincerity, and treating myself with sincerity, has always been my principle, and this applies to having sex with women as well, so I've never lacked women to sleep with. I treat Shang Ying the same way, exchanging sincerity for affection. I think having sex with Shang Ying must be the most exciting thing in the world. If there's anything more intoxicating than having sex with Shang Ying, it must be having sex with her while wearing pantyhose. "Ding-dong..." The crisp sound of the doorbell broke my chaotic thoughts; it was Cui Heting. I hurried to the entryway, opening the door hastily without even turning on the light or checking in the peephole. Standing before me, accompanied by a strong smell of alcohol, were two women. One was Cui Heting, who pointed to a pretty girl beside her: "This is my classmate, Lu Xiu. We just went out together." It was indeed a bit unexpected that her classmate was with her. The moment I closed the door and turned on the light after they entered the entryway, "Ahhh…" Lu Xiu exclaimed in surprise, covering her face with her hands and turning away. Immediately following was a burst of unrestrained laughter from Cui Heting: "Haha… stockings! Darling, my classmate saw you wearing pantyhose, hahaha…" The scene was incredibly awkward. Cui Heting had known about my love for pantyhose for a long time; she even knew the entire process of how I became obsessed with them. But Lu Xiu, a complete stranger, was shocked to see a man wearing thin, flesh-colored 12D pantyhose standing before her in the sudden bright light. His large penis, made even more clearly visible by the liquefied semen, even the glans was clearly visible. Moreover, my penis was proudly protruding from the pantyhose. This scene would surely be unforgettable for her. Rather than a stimulus, it was more of a seduction for Lu Xiu, especially under the influence of alcohol. "Hahaha...it's okay, it's okay, he just likes wearing pantyhose. Just think of him as our good sister, hahahaha..." Cui Heting comforted Lu Xiu as they changed into slippers and walked towards the living room. "What kind of hobby does he have...it's so unusual...so perverted..." Lu Xiu murmured in agreement. I followed behind them, finally able to take a closer look at Lu Xiu and Cui Heting. Lu Xiu was about 1.7 meters tall, about the same height as Shang Ying, with a graceful figure and slender build. Wearing a black, form-fitting cake skirt that barely covered her buttocks, her pert bottom met a pair of alluring legs, clad in thin, wine-red pantyhose, which were incredibly attractive. I sensed a surging aura of lewdness and lust emanating from Lu Xiu. Cui Heting was a complete slut, not particularly tall at 1.65 meters, but with a well-proportioned waist. Her breasts, like spotlights, were quite impressive; I felt they could easily be half the size of a basketball. Today, she was wearing a light blue tight-fitting tank top, making her breasts even more prominent. Her round, basin-like buttocks were restrained by a dark blue denim skirt that barely covered her crotch, and her plump thighs were clad in black pantyhose. Her slightly round face suited the look of a student: "Honey, am I pretty? Do you like the black stockings I'm wearing today? Do they have a nightclub vibe...?" Her rapid-fire questions completely disregarded the fact that Lu Xiu and I were still strangers and the awkwardness that had just occurred. To explain why Cui Heting is considered a complete slut, a brief account is necessary. She came from a small county to attend university in the provincial capital. When she first started university, she lived with her aunt. Her aunt was busy with work and therefore spent more time with her aunt's husband, a 40-year-old man, especially during holidays. During her first summer vacation, Cui Heting, as usual, spent her free time at home with her aunt's husband. One day, her aunt's husband brought her a pornographic film, saying it was good, and they watched it together. Cui Heting became aroused by the lewd atmosphere of the film and was sexually assaulted by her aunt's husband. Cui Heting said that after he finished, her aunt's husband said, "I didn't expect you to still be a virgin." Cui Heting said that was her first time having sex, and afterwards, she couldn't stop. She was slept with by school teachers, sexually assaulted by classmates, sexually assaulted by strangers in a shopping mall restroom, sexually assaulted by her aunt's husband's colleagues, and so on and so forth. She even often used eggplants to penetrate herself. Cui Heting had a famous saying that reflected her own: "I'm addicted to sex." I really don't know how else to describe a woman like this besides "slut." "Tonight, I must have a double round..." This was my most genuine thought at that moment, and under the influence of this thought, my penis became even more erect. I really wanted to pounce on these two sluts right now. The two women came into my bedroom and collapsed onto the bed. Lu Xiu seemed unsatisfied: "The singing was really exciting tonight..." "I'm exhausted. Finally, I have a bed to lie on. This bed is so comfortable." Cui Heting kicked off her slippers and rolled around on the bed wantonly. "Have some water." I poured two glasses of water and brought them into the bedroom. Lu Xiu timidly took the glass and sipped the water. My body in pantyhose and my proudly erect penis still made her shy. But the moment she took the glass, I clearly felt her eyes stealing glances at my thick penis. Cui Heting sat up abruptly, taking the water glass: "You pervert, you wouldn't have put aphrodisiacs in our water, would you... Hahaha, dear stocking-clad guy." Faced with the two alluring women in stockings lying on the bed, I couldn't hold back any longer. I suddenly ripped off Cui Heting's t-shirt. "Ah..." With a scream from Cui Heting, her two large breasts sprang out. Perhaps because Cui Heting's breasts were so large, the clothing naturally constricted them more, causing her nipples to be somewhat indented within the areola—a rarely touched and therefore more sensitive area. Every time I touched her nipples, she would become aroused, sticking out her cunt and waiting to be fucked. This time was no exception. "Ah...darling...don't touch there...no...it's so numb and itchy...pantyhose husband...faster...flick my nipples harder...ah...ah..." Cui Heting's moans grew increasingly wanton and lewd as I thrust harder, completely ignoring Lu Xiu beside her. One hand gripped my penis, the glans slightly deformed by her tight grip and the pantyhose. Cui Heting, no longer caring, took my glans into her mouth, along with the pantyhose and the semen from her earlier masturbation. She licked it incessantly with her tongue, trying to eat up all the semen, to clean the pantyhose and glans. Her other hand frantically clawed at the bed, trying to release the pent-up sexual desire within her. At this moment, Lu Xiu was initially stunned by Cui Heting's frenzied, cat-like behavior. Later, as Cui Heting's hand flailing wildly across the bed, she grabbed Lu Xiu's ankle, which was clad in burgundy pantyhose. This grasp undoubtedly touched her fragile and sensitive sexual nerves. Perhaps it was the lewd scene before her that attracted her, arousing the desire that had already been ignited within Lu Xiu by the man in pantyhose. In any case, the moment Cui Heting grabbed her ankle, Lu Xiu let out a long, soft moan: "Mmm..." Lu Xiu's reaction was a great encouragement to me. Immediately, I grabbed her burgundy pantyhose-clad foot, pulled it up, all the way up to my face. Lu Xiu uncontrollably lay back next to Cui Heting, and without hesitation, I put her pantyhose-clad foot into my mouth and passionately sucked and licked it. At the same time, his other hand increased the pressure on Cui Heting's nipple, which was embedded in the areola. Cui Heting immediately let out a high-pitched scream: "Ah... ooh... ah... so good... so good... pantyhose husband... you really know how to play... keep hitting my nipples... ah... you're killing me..." This high-pitched sexual response was chain-like; Cui Heting's arousal directly affected Lu Xiu and me. Because II increased the pressure on her nipples, and Cui Heting intensified her stroking and sucking of my penis beneath my pantyhose. A large amount of saliva dripped down my penis onto the stockings, sticky and incredibly lewd. "Ah...fuck your mother Cui Heting...you little slut...ah...are you enjoying this cock...fuck your mother...ah...oh...you slut...you're so good...ah..." I felt Cui Heting's reaction and became frenzied, squeezing her nipples even more violently. As I kneaded and squeezed her nipples harder, she became increasingly aroused. Her hand, which had previously gripped Lu Xiu's pantyhose ankles, groped Lu Xiu's pantyhose thighs, finally settling on Lu Xiu's genitals, rubbing her vulva through the stockings. It was then that I realized Lu Xiu wasn't wearing underwear on her burgundy pantyhose; a patch of messy pubic hair was defiantly provoking me. As Cui Heting attacked her genitals, there were already "splish-splish..." sounds of water. This scene, coupled with Cui Heting's renewed force on my penis, drove me even more mad. We sucked on Lu Xiu's stockinged feet with abandon, nibbling at the soles of her stockings. "Ah... stockinged feet... so lewd... so beautiful... such sexy stockinged feet... you really know how to seduce me... do you want me to fuck you... look at my big cock under my pantyhose... ah... oh my... fuck your mother... wearing only pantyhose and no underwear..." Under our intensified immersion, Lu Xiu was already limp, moaning weakly and releasing herself with abandon: "Ah... God... so good... I can't take it anymore... I can't take it anymore... no... faster... don't stop... ah... ah..." The whole room was enveloped in the pleasure of lust... this lewd atmosphere fostered further release, and the lewd intercourse was about to begin. The flesh under the pantyhose eagerly awaited the upgraded collision. People often say, "Drinking makes one lose control of their sex life." Actually, it's women who are truly more prone to this. Under the numbing effect of alcohol, their hazy consciousness and ethereal state naturally align with their sexual experiences and desires. Men, on the other hand, crave tangible auditory and visual stimulation—it's human nature. Lu Xiu was no exception. Like Cui Heting, Lu Xiu was completely immersed in sexual pleasure. "Ah...darling...my pussy is so itchy...I can't take it...it's so itchy...pantyhose husband...fuck me quickly...look...ah...my pantyhose are for you...fuck me quickly..." Cui Heting urged, breathing rapidly, while turning her round, firm buttocks towards my penis, twisting them intermittently, hoping for the ravages of my hard penis. Unexpectedly, her black pantyhose were still covering her buttocks. Because of her round buttocks, Cui Heting's cleft was naturally deep. The tightness of the pantyhose created a small gap between the pantyhose and her flesh. As Cui Heting twisted, the friction of the pantyhose against my glans was surprisingly pleasurable. That feeling of being both close and distant, the softness of the pantyhose and the firmness of her cleft, the friction against my glans and the ridge behind it, all flowed through my body like an electric current. This friction made me roar wildly, "Ah...fuck you...my dick feels so good being rubbed by you...you little bitch...ah...fuck you...say it...ah...are you a little bitch...ah...ah..." At this moment, Lu Xiu also abandoned her initial passivity, rolled over and pounced into my arms, one hand around my back and the other on my chest, teasing and stimulating my breasts, while her soft tongue licked and sucked my other breast. A man's breasts are quite sensitive erogenous zones. How could I resist her teasing? "Ah...oh...it feels so fucking good...ah...you little slut...you really know how to please a man..." I was completely enjoying Lu Xiu's passion. Stimulated by this, I pulled down Cui Heting's black pantyhose, exposing her buttocks and vulva. I saw that her vulva was soaked, and a stream of vaginal fluid was flowing down the inside of Cui Heting's plump thighs. I immediately inserted two fingers into her vagina, and Cui Heting let out a scream of pleasure, as if crying out: "Ah... God... Two fingers in at once... No... You're fingering me again... Pantyhose husband... Last time you rubbed my vulva raw... Look... Ah... Ah... Harder..." Cui Heting's vulva was a rare find, with delicate flesh inside spiraling like a spiral. About three or four centimeters from the vaginal opening, there was a small mound covered with tiny bumps. Below and behind that small mound was the G-spot, which was easily stimulated. Every time I have sex with Cui Heting, I directly stimulate her little mound and G-spot. She needs direct sexual stimulation, and today was no exception. I inserted two fingers directly into her cunt, rubbing her little mound with my fingertips and pressing her G-spot. "Ah...husband...my cunt feels so good...you're so good...it's so itchy...pantyhose husband...you're the best at playing with me...no one else can play as well as you...ah...hurry up and play with this little cunt to death..." Cui Heting's wanton moans were the best aphrodisiac for both me and Lu Xiu. Lu Xiu obviously didn't want to lose to her, kissing her way down my body until she reached my penis. She took my penis and pantyhose into her mouth and tasted it to her heart's content. Her mouth was filled with pantyhose and glans, and she groaned, "Ooh...ooh...hmm..." The moans and lewd cries of the two women, high and low, rose and fell, making my penis swell to its limit. This made Lu Xiu's mouth stretch even wider, and her moans became even more intense. At this moment, while I continued thrusting into Cui Heting's cunt with one hand, I reached inside Lu Xiu's burgundy pantyhose with the other, rubbing her labia and clitoris. "Ah...fuck me...I'm a little slut...fuck me...don't stop...fuck me harder..." Cui Heting screamed like a bitch in heat, "Ah...I touched it...I touched the very inside of my little cunt...fuck me...don't stop...oh my god..." "Ugh...um...my cunt is itchy too...you're touching me so much...it's so itchy...you're so bad...I want you to fuck me...darling...it's so itchy...I can't take it...it's so itchy...fuck me...do you like my pantyhose..." Lu Xiu also begged. I flipped Cui Heting over, making her lie on her back on the bed. I pulled my pantyhose down to my thighs, spread my legs, and sandwiched her head between them. The pantyhose supported her head from below, and Cui Heting, understanding the situation, stuck out her tongue and began to lick my testicles. This excited me immensely. "Ah...fuck your mother...you little slut...you're such a slut...ah...you little bitch...ah..." At the same time, I pulled Lu Xiu over and made her bend over and straddle Cui Heting, Lu Xiu and Cui Heting in a 69 position. I pulled down her wine-red pantyhose, and my already raging penis "plop..." plunged into Lu Xiu's cunt. Lu Xiu let out a long moan and cried out lewdly with my thrusting, "Ah...so thick...it went all the way in...mmm...mmm...so good...ah...fuck me...is this how you fuck Cui Heting...fuck me..." As if in revenge, Cui Heting intensified her licking of the juncture of Lu Xiu and me, her tongue wandering over her cunt and penis. Cui Heting's actions clearly aroused everyone, including Cui Heting herself. I reached out and picked up Shang Ying's pantyhose that I had just stolen; they were still stained with my semen. I handed it to Lu Xiu: "Ah...playing with two women is so fucking awesome...ah...you little slut...stuff this pantyhose into Cui Heting's cunt...let her feel the 'spider spinning silk'...fuck you...your cunt feels so good to fuck...Cui Heting licks so well too...ah...so good..." "Ah...so exciting...ah...um...um...ah...it's in..." Lu Xiu welcomed the impact of my penis into her cunt while slowly stuffing Shang Ying's pantyhose into Cui Heting's cunt. Perhaps it was the first time he had been so lewd, or perhaps it was the first time he had seen stockings stuffed into a woman's vagina. After Lu Xiu stuffed the stockings into Cui Heting's vagina, he completely entered a state of ecstasy, frantically sucking and licking Cui Heting's stocking-filled vagina. "Ah... ooh... you're so good at playing... ah... play with me as much as you want..." "Ah... no... ah... don't put the stockings in... ah... it's so full... it's in... you've stuffed all the stockings into my vagina... oh my god... it's so exciting..." Cui Heting frantically licked the point where Lu Xiu and I were joined. My penis, Lu Xiu's vagina, and Cui Heting's mouth worked closely together, feeling and ravaging each other, a completely harmonious state of fusion. Cui Heting's intense licking drove me into a frenzy. I thrust into Lu Xiu's vagina forcefully, each time all the way to the cervix. At the same time, I held Lu Xiu's buttocks with both hands, and my right thumb, in the midst of passionate thrusting, unconsciously entered Lu Xiu's anus. The vigorous thrusting of my penis and the intense stimulation of her anus drove Lu Xiu wild, causing her to lick Cui Heting's vagina incessantly. This effect, through Cui Heting's mouth, was fed back to the point of contact between Lu Xiu and me, creating a cycle that escalated layer by layer. The entire room was filled with a decadent atmosphere. I frantically thrust my penis, feeling my semen gushing out, unable to control myself. "Ah...fuck you...I'm going to cum...it feels so good...ah...ah...this cunt is sucking my penis...I'm going to cum!""Ah...so good..." Semen gushed out wildly, the movements intensifying. Lu Xiu also went wild, biting down on the stockings inside Cui Heting's vagina. As I thrust deeply and ejaculated my hot, thick semen, Lu Xiu reached her climax. "Mmm...woo...mmm ah...ah ah...coming...I'm coming...I'm going to pee...ah...!!" With Lu Xiu's body convulsing, a mixture of urine, semen, and vaginal fluid gushed out, spraying directly onto Cui Heting's face and mouth. Cui Heting should have instinctively dodged, but Lu Xiu, biting down on her vagina... The stockings, due to a spasm, suddenly lifted, violently pulling Shang Ying's pantyhose out of Cui Heting's vagina. The friction and stimulation of the pantyhose against Cui Heting's vulva and the mound inside brought her to an instant orgasm. "No... pull it out... ah, the stockings... are rubbing my vagina raw... ah... God, oh my god... I'm orgasming... sob... ah..." Cui Heting, lost in ecstasy, swallowed the fluid flowing from Lu Xiu's vagina, frantically consuming it. In an instant, the three of us collapsed onto the bed, the room filled only with panting, the bed covered in bodily fluids, and the erotic stockings. The storm of passion had now given way to a tranquil rainbow...

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