My girlfriend with beautiful legs

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I. Dangerous Beautiful Legs
This happened when my girlfriend was 19. I remember it was a Sunday morning (I forget which day), around 10 a.m., I was in my rented room (I rent a small apartment on the third floor), happily waiting for my girlfriend to come to me. She had told me on the phone to wear her newly bought light blue spaghetti-strap fitted mini-dress and a pair of light blue platform high-heeled sandals (sandals tied to her calves with two thin straps). Just thinking about how I could have sex with her and play with her toes made my penis immediately hard. I waited for my girlfriend to arrive. Strangely enough, more than an hour had passed. Even at its slowest, it should only take forty minutes to get from her dorm to my house. Had something gone wrong? Just as I was about to call her, my phone suddenly rang. It was my girlfriend calling. I answered, a little annoyed, and said, "You're riding too slowly! Where are you now?"
My girlfriend said softly, "Sorry! My scooter suddenly stalled halfway through the ride. Luckily, I ran into my junior high school classmate, otherwise I would have been in big trouble!"
"The scooter is being repaired now and won't be fixed until tonight. My classmate said he'd give me a ride to your house, so don't worry. Bye!"
"Oh! See you later. Bye!" I figured since someone was offering to be my ride driver, I wouldn't bother, so I continued watching TV.
Ten minutes later, I suddenly heard the doorbell ring. I figured it must be my girlfriend.
I immediately ran from the third floor to the first-floor door and opened it to find my girlfriend and two guys. I greeted them politely.
"Thank you for bringing my girlfriend!" I then introduced them. The taller guy was called Xiao Wei, and the other, more muscular one, was called A Zhong. They were my girlfriend's junior high school classmates. My girlfriend had mentioned before that they used to pursue her, but I wasn't very familiar with them, and they looked like delinquents.
When she told me about the motorcycle malfunction, I noticed that one of the guys, named Xiaowei, kept glancing at my girlfriend's stockinged feet. I could tell from his eyes that he was having impure thoughts, because her stockings were completely transparent, revealing her ten delicate white toes, coupled with her sexy strappy sandals. Even seeing my girlfriend dressed like that made my little brother almost unable to resist, let alone him!
I thought to myself, "Heh! He can see but can't have, huh!" Although seeing my girlfriend being fantasized about by someone was quite arousing, I felt that he had some ill intentions, so I excused myself, said goodbye, and pulled my girlfriend back to my room. As soon as we got to the room, I immediately told her, "Those two guys look kind of perverted, be careful!"
"No way! Are you overthinking it or are you just jealous? Haha! Who could be more perverted than you, my husband!" After saying that, my girlfriend hugged me and gently licked my lips.
How could I resist her teasing like that? I immediately hugged her, aimed at her lips and kissed her, my tongue immediately slipping into her mouth to lick her tongue, while my hands took the opportunity to pinch her breasts and slip into her bra, gently rotating my girlfriend's nipples, while my other hand slipped under her skirt, rubbing her genitals back and forth with my fingers through her stockings and panties. (My girlfriend is the type who gets aroused easily with just a few touches, her vagina starts to secrete fluids, and she's easily aroused, often getting her panties soaked.) At this point, my girlfriend was already moaning "Ah..." I first took off her dress, then her underwear, leaving her only in sheer stockings and a pair of blue sheer panties. I carried her to the bed and laid her flat, starting to kiss her breasts and nipples.
My girlfriend's breasts were being kissed and squeezed by me.
"Ah...ah..." My girlfriend started moaning louder and louder.
"Do you want me to kiss you more, wife?" I asked her deliberately.
"Mmm...yes...good husband...ah!!I want...I want..."
she said, pushing my face down.
My tongue licked from her nipples to her navel, then I grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs, spreading them apart. The blue sheer panties and stockings were already soaked.
"Your juices are flowing out! It tastes so good! Is it good?" I teased her while licking her clitoris through her panties.
"Ah! Ah! So good...so good! Husband! Ah! Harder! Ahh!!" My girlfriend moaned excitedly.
So I used my fingers to cut a hole in my girlfriend's pantyhose, a hole that led directly to her vagina. My tongue then slipped through the gap in her panties and began licking her vulva incessantly, smelling the pungent odor of her urine while sucking the vaginal fluids flowing from her vagina. When I inserted my tongue into her vagina, my girlfriend cried out louder and shook her vagina up and down in sync with my tongue.
I asked her, "Do you want me to fuck you?"
"Ah! I want it, I really want it! Ah!" my girlfriend replied somewhat absentmindedly
. "That depends on how you make me feel good." I held up my penis and showed it to her.
My girlfriend already knew my intentions because every time we made love, I would ask her to give me a blowjob and lick my testicles. So she opened her mouth and took my penis in, using her lips to pull back my foreskin and then licking around the glans with her tongue.
"Mmm! Mmm! Good! Good! Deeper!" I directed her while enjoying myself.
I was lying down, and I had her straddle me with her buttocks directly above my face.
I pulled her panties aside, exposing her vulva. Her wet opening seemed to be breathing, constantly opening and closing, as if beckoning my lazy bird to enter.
While licking her toes in stockings and sandals, I slowly inserted my middle finger into her wetness, starting to dig and probe randomly. "Ah...no...no...be gentle! Ahh! So good! Go deeper! Ah!" My girlfriend started moaning and excitedly wiggling her buttocks to meet my finger. I hadn't expected my girlfriend to be so lewd.
After about forty or fifty strokes, her juices kept seeping out. I thought it was time to fuck her. After putting on a condom, I lifted her buttocks, parted her labia, and forcefully thrust my penis into her vulva.
"Ah!" my girlfriend cried out. I started thrusting up and down faster, pumping wildly inside her.
"Hmm...uh...hmm...uh..." my girlfriend started moaning.
"Plop! Plop!" sounds kept coming from inside her. So I pulled my whole penis out completely and then shoved it back in, hitting her cervix directly, making my girlfriend scream like she was going crazy.
"So good! So good! Ah! Good husband! Oh! So comfortable! Ah! Wife is going to be fucked to death, ah!! Husband! Husband! Ahh!!"
I asked while speeding up my thrusts, "You slut, aren't you afraid of being heard screaming so loudly?"
"Ah!! Who told you... to hit... my G-spot! So good!" my girlfriend said contentedly.
"Hehe! I only pursued you because I thought you'd be a slut. Okay! Say some lewd things so I can make you orgasm!"
Because every time I make love to my girlfriend, besides playing with her little feet, I always ask her to say lewd things to increase my pleasure.
So I grabbed her right foot and started kissing her toes, sucking them one by one through her stockings, urging her to say,
"Ahhh! I'm a whore! I'm a slutty woman! I'm a bitch! Fuck me to death! Fuck me to death! I want a big cock! Ahhh!"
"So good... Again..." After saying that, I thrust faster and faster.
My girlfriend cried out in a lewd voice as I suddenly accelerated and thrust into her, "Ahhh! So good! Harder! Fuck me to death! Faster! Faster! My pussy is so itchy! Ah! I need a big cock to stop the itch! Please! Fuck me to death! Ahhh! I'm going to come! Ahhh!"
After thrusting for nearly twenty minutes, she finally couldn't hold back anymore. "Oh... Ah! I can't take it anymore!" she said, and immediately ejaculated a thick stream of semen.
Because of the orgasm, when I pulled out my cock, my girlfriend lay limply on my chest, as if recalling the pleasure she had just experienced, a satisfied smile on her face.
Looking at the time, it was already past one in the afternoon, and my stomach started to rumble. It was time to eat. I suggested that we go for a walk in the city center first, have something to eat, and then go get the motorcycle later, and my girlfriend nodded in agreement. So we started getting dressed.
"It's all your fault! You didn't take off my pantyhose during sex, and now there's a hole in them! It's so embarrassing! I wonder what people will think if they see this?" She then prepared to take off her pantyhose.
I quickly stopped her, jokingly saying, "That's what makes it sexy! It makes people fantasize more! Haha!" Because the hole in the pantyhose was about seven centimeters in size, it would be visible whenever she opened her thighs or squatted down. If she wasn't wearing underwear, her entire vulva would be exposed, sparking all sorts of fantasies. At that moment, a thought suddenly occurred to me: if I really let my girlfriend's private parts be exposed, I think I'd be quite excited.
Just as I was still fantasizing, my girlfriend slapped me and said, "You're thinking nonsense again! I really don't understand you. Every time we have sex, you only feel satisfied if the other person wears stockings and sandals. You're so horny!"
"Please! You're just as horny yourself. You get wet after I touch you a few times, and you always like to wear pretty clothes, stockings, and high-heeled sandals, showing off your beautiful feet. Don't you?" I retorted. "
Ugh! I only get wet when I'm with you! You know I love you the most." My girlfriend said, blushing.
"Okay, okay, I know!" I replied with a smile.
After she got dressed, my girlfriend and I went downstairs together. I happily rode my motorcycle with my girlfriend to the city.
But I never expected that my girlfriend would later be set up. The reason was that later, around 9:30 pm (9:30 pm was the agreed time to pick up the motorcycle), I took my girlfriend to pick up the motorcycle.
The motorcycle repair shop my girlfriend went to was a small shop next to an interchange. There weren't many houses nearby, and there was a convenience store about 100 meters away, which I figured probably didn't have any business. There were piles of abandoned motorcycles in front of the shop, and a small bamboo grove next to it. The shop looked filthy. Inside, there wasn't a soul in sight, and the floor was littered with parts. My girlfriend's motorcycle was leaning against the floor.
"Is the boss there?" my girlfriend called into the back room. After ten seconds of no response, she called again. Finally, a chubby middle-aged man came out of the room.
"Oh! It's you! Sorry! I was so engrossed in watching TV." The boss said amiably.
"Is my motorcycle fixed yet?" my girlfriend asked anxiously.
"Not yet! Let me see! It seems some parts haven't been installed yet." The boss said, walking over to the motorcycle and squatting down. My girlfriend followed him.
Just then, I got a craving for a cigarette, so I told my girlfriend and went outside to smoke on my scooter. That's when I noticed the shop owner's eyes were darting towards my girlfriend's feet, which were clad in stockings and strappy sandals. Since my girlfriend was standing to his right, and he was squatting, she couldn't see him staring at her; she was just standing there listening to him complain about her scooter.
When I noticed, I wasn't angry. Instead, I had a strong urge to see my girlfriend being groped or being visually violated. Besides, I often peek at the toes of pretty girls in stockings and sandals on the street, so I didn't really care about the shop owner's behavior. Finally,
the shop owner told my girlfriend, "Because an important part for the scooter hasn't arrived yet, you'll have to come back tomorrow to pick it up. Sorry!"
My girlfriend anxiously replied, "No way! The scooter belongs to my classmate; we agreed to return it to her tonight."
"But... without the part, we can't fix it!" the shop owner said helplessly.
"I promised my classmate I'd pay her back at 11 PM. Boss, could you call someone to deliver the parts?" my girlfriend asked anxiously.
"Let me ask!" At that moment, the boss picked up his phone and dialed, saying, "Hello! It's me! Have the parts I ordered arrived? The customer is urging me!"
"What! No one delivered them!"
"Oh! Otherwise, I'll have someone pick them up!"
I thought to myself, "Who are they calling? It can't be me, can it?" Unexpectedly, the boss hung up and told my girlfriend, "Their assistant isn't in the store right now, so no one can deliver unless I go pick up the parts. It takes half an hour to ride there by bike, and if I go, I might not have enough time. Besides, I need to install some parts first, which will also take time. So, could you please have your boyfriend pick them up? That way, both can be done simultaneously, and we can install them as soon as he gets them back. Isn't that a good idea?"
My girlfriend thought his suggestion was a good one, so she turned around and asked me to go pick them up.
"Holy crap! I knew it! This fat pig is so lazy! I have to go get it! Damn it!" I thought to myself.
I wanted to curse him out loud, but to get it fixed as soon as possible, I had to swallow my anger.
So I got the address from the boss, and when my girlfriend and I were about to get on the motorcycle, the boss told her not to come along. He said he was worried that I would be carrying parts underneath and riding at night, and it would be dangerous for her to be sitting sideways. My girlfriend thought it made sense and said she would stay there and wait for me.
I thought to myself, "What the hell do you want, you fat pig? Why leave my girlfriend here? What are you going to do to her? Are you going to keep peeping at her legs? That would be too dangerous for her."
Then I thought, "At most, she'll just look; she can't really do anything. Besides, I'll be right back!" So I got on the motorcycle and left.
That's how I was tricked into leaving, leaving my girlfriend alone.
As I rode my bike along one side of the road, I thought to myself, "My girl is dressed too provocatively. I'm starting to regret leaving her there. I should go back and pick her up!"
So I immediately turned my bike around and rode back the way I came. After riding for about ten minutes, when I was about fifty meters away from the motorcycle shop, a motorcycle suddenly roared past me from behind, then cut into the opposite lane and stopped in front of the motorcycle shop.

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