Two queens became my mature, stocking-clad mothers 1-2

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Chapter 1: A Glimpse into the Secrets of a Mature Woman in Stockings and

a Vulva After graduating from high school, I went to university alone in a northern city. I was 21 years old that year.

Because my family was poor when I was young, I started school late. In addition, I repeated a year of junior high school, so when I was admitted to university, I
was already an "over-aged student" of 21. That year, the national coal industry had not yet begun to decline, and my
family was engaged in the coal industry. To put it bluntly, we were
small coal mine owners. Although we weren't rich, we lived quite comfortably in my hometown.

However, my parents were not very educated and almost never asked about my university studies. They only knew to give me more
money so that I wouldn't suffer while I was away from home. So our only regular communication was that they would send me 18,800 yuan a month for
living expenses. Ironically, they set such a standard for living expenses purely because they thought
the number 18,800 was auspicious. I naturally accepted it gladly.

I am a relatively quiet person. Because my family was not well-off before middle school, I developed a rather
introverted personality. Throughout my freshman year, I didn't make many friends and disliked social occasions. Aside from
spending some money on two relationships, I didn't have many other expenses. At the end of the year, I saved nearly 100,000 yuan.

Before I knew it, my sophomore year began. After celebrating my 22nd birthday, I started thinking about how to use my remaining
money. Because my relationship with my roommates wasn't great, and my girlfriend and I had broken up amicably, I simply moved out of the dorm and
rented an apartment in a small alley in the old city. It was an old neighborhood with cheap rent, and besides other university
students, there weren't many residents; the surrounding area wasn't very bustling. Little did I know that this decision would become
the turning point of my passionate life.

My apartment was on the second floor of a shop, directly below a small beauty salon on the ground floor, specializing in beauty
treatments, massages, and weight loss. The owner was a mature woman from Northeast China, around 40 years old (I later learned she was 38),
working with two young female employees. On my first day after moving in, the landlady greeted me warmly when we met
, inviting me to her shop for a massage sometime. "Come sit here anytime, I'll give you a massage,
" she said with a smile, and I vaguely agreed.

Actually, while she was talking to me, my mind wasn't on the conversation at all; I was staring at her
snow-white breasts and legs in black stockings peeking out from her low-cut neckline. She was the kind of woman I always dreamed of. Since high school
, my sexual fetishes had gradually surfaced, becoming quite obvious by my sophomore year of college. I like mature women between 30 and 45
, I like stockings and high heels, I like the slutty, plump buttocks and beautiful feet encased in pantyhose and stockings. In addition, I
also enjoy milder forms of BDSM, dreaming of being trampled under the feet of a mature woman, licking her stockinged feet, calling
her "Mommy," having her spit on my face and penis, and then massaging my penis with her stockinged feet.

I have absolutely no resistance to slutty, mature women. I've also tried looking for prostitutes outside, specifically targeting mature women. But
they were either not sexy or cheap enough, or too conservative to do mild SM; some
wouldn't even let me lick their stockings. What I've been desperately seeking is one or two sexy, mature women who can fully satisfy my sexual fetishes.

Now, I've made up my mind to try approaching this proprietress, hoping she can surprise me.

On the third day after moving in, around 8 PM, when the shop was empty, I casually passed by her shop.
It was already dark at 8 PM. Because the entrance to the complex was on another street, this alley was practically deserted at night
, with few streetlights. Most of the shops nearby were empty, or breakfast stalls that closed before dark.
In the distance, only her beauty salon was still open, its neon lights emitting an ambiguous pink glow. She
was sitting alone in the shop, looking in the mirror and fixing her hair. I walked slowly as I passed by. She heard my footsteps, looked up, and seeing it was
me, immediately greeted me warmly, "Hey little brother, have you eaten yet?"

I replied, "Yes, yes, just out for a walk."

She smiled and said, "Come in and sit down, there aren't any customers in the shop." I didn't refuse and slipped into the shop.

The weather in early September was still quite hot, and the air conditioning in her shop wasn't on, making the place slightly stuffy. I sat
on the sofa, and she handed me a bottle of iced tea from the table. She was also a little hot, fanning herself with a fan and occasionally
brushing her hair back. She had permed big waves and dyed her hair blonde. She had a very alluring look,
with heavy makeup and foundation. Especially her seductive eye makeup and alluring lipstick—she was exactly the kind of mature, sultry woman I like
! The proprietress wasn't overweight, but she was quite curvy. After all, she was middle-aged
. She was still wearing a low-cut, bodycon, light red dress, the neckline revealing her two white breasts,
the fabric stretched taut over her buttocks, outlining her full and alluring curves. She wore sheer stockings
and red high heels. Her fingernails were painted bright red. Objectively speaking, her
taste wasn't particularly sophisticated, but it was exactly the kind of prostitute style I liked. If she were standing alone
on the street, I would definitely think she was a prostitute, and I would definitely go with her for the night and fuck her cunt hard, ejaculating
into her ass and vagina.

But now I could only restrain myself, controlling my soon-to-be-erect penis. I crossed my legs, not letting
her notice my burning desire.

"Little brother, how old are you? What do you do for a living?" she started the conversation.

"I'm 23, just graduated, and now I do some freelance work, mainly in new media." To avoid revealing my
true situation, I made up a little lie. "I work from home every day now."

"Wow, you people in this line of work are really cultured!" she said with a smile. "You must earn quite a bit, right?"

"It's alright, I just started, my monthly salary is only a little over ten thousand." I smiled, using living expenses as my salary as
an excuse.

"Wow, Mom, that's quite a lot!" she exclaimed in surprise.

I chuckled again, "It's nothing special, just doing whatever I want. The main thing is the flexible hours. I'm the kind of person
who's willing to try anything new." "What's your name, sister? I don't know how to address you yet." I asked again.

"Oh, my name is Lirou, you can call me Lirou or Sister Rourou, it's fine."

"Okay, Sister Rourou~" I called her sweetly, making her giggle.

"What's your name, little brother?"

"My name is Mingguang, you can just call me Mingming, that's my nickname."

We then chatted about everyday things. After some heart-to-heart talk, I learned that she lived across the
hall from me on the second floor. Lirou was from Jilin, 38 years old this year. She divorced when she was young and lived alone for over 10 years. Earlier this year,
her second husband had an affair, and she just divorced again. She came to this unfamiliar city with her daughter to stay with her sister,
without telling anyone. This shop had only been open for three months.

As we were talking, she suddenly changed the subject and asked me, "Little brother Mingming, do you have a girlfriend yet?"

I hesitated for a moment before replying, "No, I haven't found my type in all these years of university."
This piqued her curiosity, and she asked, "What kind of woman do you like? Tell your older sister."

I was secretly pleased and thought for a moment before answering, "I'm different from others. I like older,
mature women. Now that I'm in the workforce, I've found that mature women are more considerate, caring, and knowledgeable.
I've always wanted to find a mature older sister."

"Oh my god, little brother, I thought young people like you preferred college girls.
I didn't expect you to be so sophisticated. Yes, mature older sisters are definitely better. They know how to take care of you young college guys
~" She laughed lewdly at my words, particularly happy, her breasts jiggling. I pressed my
advantage: "Sister Lirou, if you find a suitable mature older sister, remember me!" She
laughed again lewdly.

After chatting for a while, she felt there weren't many customers that night, so she decided to close up shop. As she was leaving, she suddenly asked me, "Ming
, little brother, the Wi-Fi in my shop isn't working well. Do you know anything about this? Could you fix it for me?" I was overjoyed
and quickly agreed. After leaving the shop, a plan formed in my mind.

Back at my rented apartment, I immediately contacted the telecommunications equipment dealer I had met online before. I spent a considerable
sum to have this guy get me several high-resolution hidden cameras and some eavesdropping devices. The delivery arrived the next day,
and I received the goods by noon the following day. After the seller's instruction, I already knew how to install them.
That evening, I carried a tool bag and walked into Lirou's shop.

It was Monday, and there were still no customers. I told Lirou I came to fix the Wi-Fi, and she
laughed heartily again, saying, "Oh, my dear little brother, you're so thoughtful of your sister. Come on, come on, there's no one here."

I checked her router and found that there was nothing wrong with it; only one cable was broken, which
I replaced. Of course, I had a spare cable in my bag, but I frowned and said to her, "Sister Rou Rou, this router
is a bit of a problem. Its cable is burnt out. You need to replace it quickly, otherwise it might short-circuit and catch fire."

She obviously didn't know I was lying to her and hurriedly said, "Can you replace it?"

I said, "I don't have any here, but there's a computer supplies store at the end of the street on the east side. They should still be open
. Could you go and buy a replacement cable? Just say it's for a Tenda router.
Don't take the bus; you can run there faster. I'll take the broken one out for you first." She quickly agreed
, turned around, grabbed her wallet, and went.

I estimated it would take her quite a while to return, so I opened my bag, took out the camera and listening device
, and looked for a suitable location in the store. Her store was divided into an outer room and a large inner room, separated by a
door. The inner room contained several beauty beds, massage beds, and beauty equipment, as well as a work area and a
toilet. There was another door tightly closed, presumably leading directly to the stairwell inside the building. Strangely, the workshop,
though not small, contained not only beauty supplies and equipment but also a large iron cage, likely for keeping
large dogs. It seems she keeps dogs for self-defense.

I placed hidden cameras and listening devices in concealed locations in both the inner and outer rooms, using wall sockets and decorations
as cover; they were virtually undetectable without careful searching. After finishing all this, I returned to the router and
unplugged the old cable.

She returned just as I finished, carrying the newly bought cable, panting heavily from running.
I took the cable, quickly fixed it, and then asked her to test the network later. Her breathing had calmed down a
bit, her face was slightly flushed, and her body exuded a seductive, mature woman's aura from the sweat. Smelling
the fragrance emanating from this worldly-wise woman, my penis involuntarily hardened, and I longed to tear off her bra and suckle her large,
voluptuous breasts.

After waiting a while, she was overjoyed to find that her mobile network had been restored. She invited me to sit down, rest, and have some water.
During the break, I casually asked her, "Sister Rou Rou, I've been to your place twice now, but I haven't seen your daughter."

She grinned slyly and said, "She's staying at a good friend's house for a few days, having some fun. She'll be back tomorrow
! You'll see her next time you come." Then, she suddenly remembered something and reminded me, "Good brother,
I have something to do tomorrow, so the shop will be closed tonight. How about the day after tomorrow or the day after that? I'll treat you to dinner to thank you."

I wanted to press her about her personal life, but I felt I shouldn't be too hasty, so I chuckled and agreed.
After chatting for a bit, we added each other on WeChat, and I went home. Back home,

I was really feeling restless, so I opened QQ, found a few prostitution groups I'd joined before, and arranged for
a free, mature woman to come to my place for the night. When I arrived, I realized this old slut was quite too old;
even heavy makeup couldn't hide her age. There was nothing I could do, so I made her put on black stockings and high heels, imagining what Lirou looked like, and
then fucked her hard twice.

I made her call herself Lirou, and she kept moaning, "Baby husband...fuck Lirou's mommy to death...Lirou's mommy
is a slutty bitch...all I want to do is eat baby's cock...lick baby's balls..." After those two rounds, my lust
was almost gone, and then I hugged this old whore, older than my mother, and licked her plump, loose
breasts as I fell into a deep sleep.

The next day at eight o'clock, this old slut finished her service, got dressed, and left. I thought about it, and since
I didn't want to go to class on Tuesday morning, I slept for a while. I woke up around 10 o'clock and found two unread
messages on WeChat, both from Lirou. The first message was at 9:45 AM: "My dear little brother, I saw
a woman coming out of your house in the hallway this morning. Was it your mother coming to see you?" The second message was more than ten minutes later: "Oh
dear, is this your new girlfriend? You really like mature women so much [smirking]."

I thought for a moment, then instead of answering, I asked her directly, "Sister Rou Rou, where are you going today?"

Two minutes later, she replied, "I'm meeting a friend today, the one who helps me take care of my daughter.
I won't chat with you tonight. I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow~"

"Okay, sister, you must come and keep your little brother company tomorrow~" I teased her a bit, earning a sly
smile in return.

Evening arrived in a flash. I went out to eat near the school gate and then had some drinks at a nearby bar. When I returned, it was already
past 9 pm, and Li Rou's shop had already closed its shutters. I initially thought she had really gone out, but then I noticed
a faint pink light shining through the crack in the door. Someone was in the shop! Thinking this, I immediately ran home, turned on my computer
, and checked the security cameras I had set up. The result truly shocked me.

The two cameras in the inner room had captured the room very clearly. In the dimly lit pink light of the room,
Lirou, wearing a leopard-print lingerie bra that revealed her breasts, and a provocative black thong that jutted out deep into her plump buttocks, wore
short black stockings and leather boots. Her face was heavily made up, and she leaned against a massage table,
gazing at the bathroom as if waiting for someone.

I quickly pulled up the bathroom's camera feed and saw another unfamiliar mature woman applying makeup in front of the mirror. Just
then, Lirou's voice came through the receiver: "Sis, aren't you ready yet?" The mature woman on the other end replied,
"What's the rush, you slut? I'll be done after I put on my lipstick." She finished applying bright red lipstick, walked out of the bathroom
, and leaned against another massage table in front of Lirou. This older slut was dressed even more provocatively, wearing only
nipple covers on her upper body, a tattoo on her lower abdomen, and a black tight-fitting stocking that appeared to be without underwear,
with bright red stilettos on her feet.

The unfamiliar mature woman spoke up, "You bitch, you're in such a hurry to get your daughter to lick your feet, aren't you?"

Li Rou replied, "Oh dear, you've been keeping my slutty daughter waiting for me these past few days, I've almost forgotten
what her tongue looks like."

"Then how about we let her out of the cage and let her serve you?"

Hearing the word "cage," I suddenly thought of the large iron cage in the workshop, so I brought up
the footage of that area. I then saw a girl locked in the cage. She was blindfolded, lying
face down, a gag in her mouth, and a dog leash around her neck. She was only wearing black stockings, and a dog-tail-style
anal plug was inserted into her anus. She lay motionless in the cage like a docile female dog.

At this moment, the unfamiliar mature woman walked in, led the girl out of the cage, and made her crawl to the inner room where the bed was.
Then she removed the blindfold and made her kneel facing the two mature women. Only then did I see the girl's face clearly.
She had dyed blonde hair and wore heavy makeup, with heavy eyeshadow. Although she was beautiful, she exuded a vulgar air, her face
practically screaming "slut." She was also quite voluptuous, with large, even slightly sagging breasts
, her fleshy thighs tightly stretched by black stockings.

The girl's body was covered in writing; I zoomed in to see words like "slut," "bitch daughter,"
"mother's sex toy," "foot-licking rotten cunt," "stinky cunt for everyone to fuck," and "public semen basin"—all kinds of obscene language.

The unfamiliar mature woman spoke: "Mei'er, do you want your mother's stockinged feet?" So the girl's name was
Mei'er.

"Yes," the girl replied obsequiously.

"Come on, give your mother a good cleaning of her feet." The girl carefully crawled over, took Li Rou's
stockinged foot into her mouth, and began to savor it.

At this point, my blood was boiling, and I pulled out my penis and began to masturbate. Li Rou said, "Sister Lily,
you've really trained my old girl well. She's getting better and better at being a slutty bitch."

Lily replied, "That little brat is really shameless. You don't know, I took her to sell her body the other day, and had
someone introduce her to some of my former students. She served them so well, and even wanted them
to ejaculate inside her without a condom. If I didn't know those students well and they weren't clean, I was afraid she'd catch a disease. If you don't believe me
, spread her legs now, it's still full of male students' semen!"

Li Rou chuckled, "I make my daughter take birth control pills every day, isn't it so she can have the chance to eat semen?
You've introduced her to young, fresh-faced dicks, how can she not eat her fill?"

At this moment, Lily raised her stockinged foot and stepped on Mei'er's face, "You rotten bitch, come here, Mommy will slap you with my
foot."

Mei'er didn't dodge, letting the stockinged fat foot hit her face. Lirou joined in slapping Mei'er, and the two of them continued
to torment her. I masturbated faster and faster, watching the two slutty mature women shove half their feet into Mei'er's mouth,
stomp on her plump breasts, and use their toes to tease her genitals through her stockings. Under intense stimulation, I finally ejaculated
.

I got up to pee in the bathroom, and when I returned, Lili had already locked Mei'er back in her cage. She lay back down
on the bed and started chatting with Lirou.

"Lirou, how's it going with training your two shop assistants?"

"Wow, they're doing great! Now they can even do outdoor workouts with vibrators in their pockets without a problem. I even
gave them some 'holy water' the other day, and they were so happy."

"When are you going to let me play with them?"

"Anytime is fine. Anyway, you know what? A male college
graduate moved in upstairs the other day. He's good-looking, kind of like a young male celebrity. He works in media, earns a really high salary, and
is talented. He's also very reliable; he even fixed my router."

"Wow, really? What, you've got your eye on him?"

Lirou smiled mysteriously and said, "You know what? I asked him, and he said he likes mature women, which means he
likes mature women!"

Lili laughed and said, "Maybe not, he might just be trying to please you, flattering you!"

"What? You don't know?" Lirou's smile became even more seductive. "Last night he fixed my internet, and less than
an hour after he got back, I heard a woman moaning in his room. It was obviously an old woman, and she was calling my
name! This morning when I went out, I saw a woman coming out of his house. She was clearly a prostitute,
older than me. I even deliberately asked him if she was his mother, hahaha!"

“My God, he made the prostitute call your name? Does he just want to fuck your rotten cunt?
What did he make the prostitute call it?”

“Let me show you,” Li Rou cleared her throat. “'Ah…baby…fuck Li Rou’s slutty cunt…is Li Rou’s mommy
cunt good to fuck…Li Rou is just an old bitch who eats semen…'”

“No doubt about it! This little slut is definitely interested in you, hoping to fuck your cunt, and even wants you to be his mother.
He’s definitely a mother-daughter, or at least a mother-daughter.”

“Yeah, I was thinking if we could get him. It would be so great if we had a fresh-faced son like him to play with.
I haven’t had a cock from a guy in his early twenties like him in years, just licking old cocks.” Li Rou
said while rubbing her big breasts.

"Okay, let's think of a way. You want to take him in as our slave?"

"That's not necessarily true. It depends on whether he has that fetish. I don't really like training male dogs. Besides,
I might not be willing to!" Lirou touched her stinky vulva, which was clad in a thong, with one hand and rubbed her breasts with the other, seemingly
very aroused.

Lili laughed, "Okay, then you should try your best to get him. I'll also have a good taste of a 20-something-year-old fresh meat's cock
, so I won't just eat the little brat's dick."

Hearing the conversation between these two sexy mature women, I felt a surge of energy and my blood boil. It seems
there are still many secrets they hold that I can uncover, and I'll soon have the sexy mature woman I've been dreaming of.

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